Cultivation of immortals, the beginning of cultivating demons for ten years

Chapter 152 Sword Rain
Early the next morning.

Yan Ping was drinking porridge in the restaurant of the inn, when suddenly a waiter came over and said, "Mr. Yan, the county lord is in box No. [-] Tianzi, please come here and ask Mr. Yan to go over."

There is nothing to be courteous, and it is either a traitor or a thief.

This Xu Yang is a little impatient!

Yan Ping didn't make things difficult for the waiter, went to the box to meet Xu Yang, had a sumptuous breakfast and left.

During the period, Xu Yang invited Yan Ping to his residence again, but Yan Ping refused and shirked because of something else.

The invitation failed, Xu Yang was disappointed, but did not suspect that Yan Ping was lying, he really thought that Yan Ping had something important to do, so he could only make an appointment at another time.

Another day.

Finally, it's the porridge day for the county monarch's wife that the upright officials of Xiaoyuelou call.

Five big pots were set up in front of the county mansion, steaming, and the aroma of porridge could be smelled from far away.

There was a long queue in front of each cauldron, and the common people dragged their families along, waiting eagerly for the appearance of the county monarch's wife.

Although the years of war have temporarily ceased, the lives of the common people have not improved because of the cessation of the war. Most of the people's homes are still in poor condition and their pockets are empty.

I heard that there is free porridge to eat, so I naturally brought my family with me. What's more, I didn't eat the porridge on the spot after queuing up, but pretended to hide it, let a family member take it back, and took the rest with me. The family lined up again to get the porridge.

If you are lucky, you can get porridge three times, save some food, and save two or three days of food rations.

Yan Ping dressed up in disguise, came early to line up, and blended in with the crowd.

Although there were many people at the scene, it was not chaotic because there were yamen servants to maintain order.

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, a group of Yingying Yanyan came out surrounded by a beautiful woman in white.

Seeing the beauty in white clothes walking in front, the crowd suddenly became commotion.

"Mrs. County Lord, Mrs. County Lord has come out."

"The wife of the county monarch is so beautiful, she looks like a fairy descending from the earth."

"Mrs. Mrs. County Monarch is fine, she is simply a living female Bodhisattva."

"Female Bodhisattva who saves suffering and suffering, may you live a long life."

In front of Yan Ping, a trembling old man clasped his hands together and muttered to himself.

The children also excitedly shouted "Female Bodhisattva, female Bodhisattva."

The common people are really simple, and their requirements are not too high, as long as they can live and can feed them and keep them warm, they will remember who is better.

The moment he saw Mrs. Xianjun, the panel popped out.

Just as he expected, the female bodhisattva in the mouth of the people, the wife of the county monarch with both love and kindness is the bamboo leaf green demon king.

Possessing the blood of the ancient blood-devouring poisonous dragon, the venom in his body can kill even a strong person with a cultivation level higher than one level.

This Zhuyeqing cultivation is the ninth-level demon king perfection, which means that her poison can kill the monks of the ninth-level perfection of the Nascent Soul.

Anyone under Huashen can be killed by poison.

If I had rashly gone to the county mansion, I might have been tricked.

Although there is a life-surrogate talisman, it takes time to restore his cultivation after resurrection, and Yan Ping does not want to seek death unless it is absolutely necessary.

After queuing up to get the porridge, Yan Ping only took a sip before feeling something was wrong.

There is poison in the porridge, the poison is weak and incalculable, but it is indeed poisonous, a toxin that erodes the soul of people.

People who eat this porridge for a long time will gradually become fanatics of this beautiful snake.

From Si Nanli's mouth, Yan Ping learned that some common people had set up statues to worship this beautiful snake every day.

Incense becomes a god.

This beauty snake is quite ambitious. After cultivating a demon soul clone, it actually wants to cultivate a god clone.

A clone of a demon soul, a clone of a god, a divine soul.

The combination of the three can become a Nascent Soul.

Safety is no danger.

It is a road to become a demon king with a guaranteed bottom line.

It's just that the actual killing power of such an accomplished demon is much weaker than that of a normal breakthrough.

Of course, for this beautiful snake, her cultivation and lethality are secondary, her poisonousness is enough.

Once she is promoted to Yaojun, her poison will be able to poison even Huashen and Tianren.

Such a beautiful snake must never be allowed to grow up.

Yan Ping had a plan in mind, he carried the bookcase on his back, and left Qingfeng County with the flame spirit and Dou Zi, and the passenger boat entered the Longxu River along the Chunjiang River.

Knock knock knock ~~~~!

There was a knock on the door.

Hua Qianqian got up and went to open the door.

There was a boat guard outside the door. Seeing the fairy-like Hua Qianqian, the tall man froze for a moment, then recovered his senses and lowered his head not daring to look any further.

Hua Qianqian knew her own charm, so she was not surprised, she asked: "Brother, what's the matter?"

As soon as the sexy Yu Jieyin appeared, the tall guard couldn't help shivering, his skin got goosebumps, it was so charming.

"Ah, this, that, that, girl, there are a lot of water snakes in this section of the waterway, especially Zhuyeqing. If you are free, it is best not to go to the deck. It will be much safer to stay in the room."

The tall guard glanced at the back of the man in white who was sitting on a chair and reading a book in the room.

It is inevitable that a feeling of envy and jealousy will arise in my heart. Damn it, what is wrong with this world, good cabbage is being raped by pigs.

"Thank you for reminding me, brother, I see."

"Ahem, it's okay, this is what we should do."

The tall guard left in dismay and continued to inform the passengers on board.

Hua Qianqian closed the door, came to Yan Ping and said, "Sir, it seems that we are not far from King Zhuyeqing's territory."

Yan Ping put down his books, scattered beans into soldiers, and called out Yan Twelve.

"My lord." Yan Twelve saluted.

Yan Ping picked up the book again, and said: "Twelve, I will entrust you with the task of solving the monster soldiers and generals under King Zhuyeqing's command, and keep the descendants of King Zhuyeqing from killing. killed."

"Follow the law!"

Yan Twelve turned into a sword light and flew out of the window.

Flying three miles away, Jian Guang plunged into the Longxu River, within two breaths, Yan Twelve grabbed a three-foot-long bamboo leaf and broke through the water.

Five sword qi pierced Zhuyeqing's head, and with a shake of his hand, he threw the three-foot-long Zhuyeqing back into the water.

The frightened Zhuyeqing subconsciously dived to the bottom of the river, the next moment, the sword energy in his head turned into silk threads and flew up, Zhuyeqing felt a huge force coming, his head hurt, and the snake body involuntarily went upstream.

Yan Twelve held the silk thread of sword energy in his hand, flew to land on the snake's body, and said lightly: "If you don't want to die, take me to your territory of King Zhuyeqing."

"This fairy head, please take it easy, but you must take it easy, the little demon will take the fairy head to meet my king."

Zhuyeqing didn't dare to resist, without saying a word, she swung her snake body and headed towards Zhuye Mountain.

At the foot of Bamboo Leaf Mountain.

"Damn it, I lost my life last night."

"Did you go to the tiger's den in Hutou Mountain to gamble again?"

"I went to find the tigress. I didn't want to gamble at first, but I couldn't stand the kind invitation of my big tigress brother, so I gambled again. Who would want to lose again."

"You haven't had much luck recently, so don't gamble. Don't even have money to find a tigress."

"Hey, what am I afraid of? That tigress is already pregnant with my cub, and I'm afraid she might run away."

"Can a snake and a tiger conceive a cub?"

"Why not, the Nine-Headed Snake and Tiger King of Jiutou Mountain is the descendant of the snake demon and the tiger demon. If my child is born, he will definitely be a monster genius with outstanding talent."

The two gatekeepers chatted one after another.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound, and a bamboo leaf green clothed in white approached quickly.

Shuashua, the two demon generals drew their waist knives and shouted, "Who is here?"

Yan Twelve's fingers formed swords together, and with one finger, a bright golden sword light cut down, cutting the two demon generals into powder.

It's over, it's over!

This, this fairy elder is here to find fault!
Zhuyeqing frightened the snake under Yan Twelve's feet and froze, not daring to move.

"Why stop, keep going up the mountain."

Yan Twelve pulled his left hand, and Zhuyeqing regained consciousness from the pain in his head and shouted: "Immortal Elder, please forgive me, Immortal Elder, please forgive me, the little demon has never eaten people, the little demon is not from the ancient sect, the little demon eats dragons Xu Yu grew up, little demon..."

"Shut up, if you talk too much, I'll kill you."

"Yes, yes, shut up, little demon, shut up, little demon."

The bamboo-leaf green snake trembled, carrying Yan Twelve on its back and continuing to board.

Along the way, sword qi criss-crossed, and countless monsters and monsters were beheaded by the sword qi.Yan Twelve raised his eyes and saw that as long as there was a person with the aura of blood on his body, no matter a monster or a general, he would directly serve him with sword aura.

"Which guy who has eaten the heart of a bear and the guts of a leopard dares to come to my Zhuye Mountain to play wild, doesn't he want to live?"

The demon cloud rolled, and a cyan demon cloud floated down from the top of the mountain.

There are twelve demon kings standing on the clouds.

The one with the highest cultivation level is the seventh-rank demon king.

The words just now are exactly what this demon said.

"Are you all the children of King Zhuyeqing?"

Yan Twelve jumped off the snake body, surrounded by sword energy, and dragged him to the opposite side of the demon kings.

Sword repair!

The hearts of the twelve demon kings trembled.

It's not good to cry secretly.

This person is at least a Golden Core Sword Immortal of the Upper Three Realms.

King Zhuyeqing is not here, and there is no demon king on Zhuye Mountain who is his opponent.

Is it a personal enmity that this person is looking for the children of King Zhuyeqing?

If it's a personal enmity, he can't take the lead for the Zhuyeqing clan.

Thinking of this, the four demon kings flew down from the clouds to the ground, and said: "This sword fairy, don't misunderstand, the four of us are just the guests of Zhuyeshan, not the children of this Zhuyeqing king."

"You, you..." The demon king's lungs almost exploded when he spoke earlier.

"My mother treats you four well. How can you do this in the face of a great enemy?"

"Eldest son, if your mother is here, the four of us should try our best to protect your mother. Unfortunately, your mother is not here, and you are not qualified to let the four of us go through life and death."

"That's right, the four of us obey your mother's order. As for you, you have no right to dictate to the four of us."

"This sword fairy, please do as you please, just pretend that the four of us don't exist."

Yan Twelve said: "If she is not Prince Zhuyeqing's daughter, kill her."

The sword energy rushed to the sky, covering the entire Bamboo Leaf Mountain, and the sword energy fell like rain. All the ancient monsters in the mountain, whether they were transformed or not, were all washed into dust by the sword rain.

It was the same for the four demon kings in front of them. Before they could utter a scream, they were drowned by the massive sword energy.

The remaining eight demon kings were dumbfounded.

Sword Rain!

The rain of swords covering the entire Bamboo Leaf Mountain!

Could this person be a Nascent Soul Sword Immortal?
Yan Twelve restrained his sword energy, and the rain of swords covering the heads of all the demon kings dissipated in an instant.

Yan Twelve said lightly: "If you don't want to die, send a message to your mother!"

"Big brother, what should we do?"

"What else can I do, do you want to die?"

Hachiko shook his head frantically, "I don't want to."

The second son said dejectedly: "Psychic mother, let mother come back."

The gap was too great, and they couldn't do anything to the white-clothed sword fairy in front of them.

Zhuyeshan is the only one who can kill the sword fairy in white.

Qingfeng County, the residence of the county monarch.

After the cloud and rain passed, Gong Mingyan lay lazily on the bed, drawing circles on Xu Yang's chest with her green fingers.

"Xu Lang, my god avatar is almost finished, when will you help me get rid of the Qingfeng City God so that my god avatar can be the city god!"

Xu Yang gasped and said, "Yan'er, the time has not come yet, the Qingfeng City God is not something I can move if I want."

Gong Mingyan sat up straight suddenly, and the quilt slipped off, revealing her exquisite snow-white jade body, "Hmph, if it wasn't for that Yan Ping, the Qingfeng City God would have died at this moment. I wouldn't lose a demon soul avatar either."

Seeing the eye-catching beautiful jade body in front of him, Xu Yang felt powerless, and said, "Okay, calm down, I will invite Yan Ping again tomorrow, and it will only happen three times. The third time I invite him, he will have to do it anyway." Give me, the Lord of Qingfeng County, a little face."

"Okay, then I'll bear with it. If you can't invite Yan Ping tomorrow, then I can only take the initiative. When the time comes, I won't be able to control how many people die in Qingfeng County."

Xu Yang had a headache and said, "I will try my best."

"I'm going to wash up."

Gong Mingyan lifted the quilt and got out of bed naked.

Seeing the beauty's fire-breathing alluring body, that perfect waist-hip curve, Xu Yang's throat stopped rolling, and he swallowed mouthful after mouthful of saliva, then lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and chased after her, "Yan'er, let's wash together. "

"Hmph, look at your useless look."

"Hey, it means Yan'er that you are very attractive!"

The two washed together, and rolled together again after washing.

At this moment, the left arm suddenly became hot. Gong Mingyan tapped her index finger on the tender skin, and a communication talisman appeared.

"Mother, a strong enemy is coming to Zhuye Mountain, come back quickly."

Gong Mingyan's expression changed, and she pushed away Xu Yang who was pressing on her body.

"Yan'er, what's wrong with you?"

Xu Yang was stunned.

Gong Mingyan put on her clothes and said: "Zhuye Mountain is in trouble, I must go back immediately."

Xu Yang felt relieved when he heard this, Zhuyeshan is the foundation of Gong Mingyan, and she must be more anxious than anyone else when Zhuyeshan is in trouble.

"Yan'er, be careful yourself, and come back safely."

"I know."

Gong Mingyan kisses Xu Yang goodbye, and rides the evil wind to fly straight to Zhuye Mountain.

The top of Bamboo Leaf Mountain.

Yan Ping and Hua Qianqian were sitting opposite each other, the teapot was steaming and the fragrance of tea was overflowing.

A bean vine stretched into the teacup to drink tea, and every time he took a sip of tea, the aura on his body flickered.

Yan Twelve stood by the side, also taking a sip of a cup of tea.

"Small fire, don't burn it out."

"Okay, master."

The flame elf floated out of the bottom of the pot and fell into the teacup with a whoosh. The water vapor filled the air. The flame elf couldn't drink the willow leaf tea, so he could only taste the tea like this every time.

Yan Twelve suddenly put down his teacup, drew out his sword and said, "My lord, there is a powerful evil spirit approaching quickly."

"It should be the Zhuyeqing King, Twelve, you go and try her weight, kill her if you can."

"Follow the law!"

(End of this chapter)