As soon as I finished speaking, I heard a thunderclap explode out of thin air over Xiaoyuan.

This sudden thunder frightened me, and I looked at the two old men in front of me who seemed to be smiling, and I hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" Which Taoist friend wants to cross the catastrophe? ”

Master explained, "The Demon Emperor's true name should not be lightly praised, you must know that the Demon Emperor Wen Jing Ke was the strongest cultivator of the Dream Truth Realm, and he was full of demonic power and cultivation, and he had already transcended things and was not bound by the Great Dao.

His real name is taboo for cultivators under the Chengnian Realm, and if he dares to be disrespectful to the Demon Emperor, he will be hit by five thunders.

Just now, you kid didn't care, a few thunders were just warnings, just as a cannon fire during the festival celebration, listen to the sound. ”

Before Master's words were finished, I saw a firework light up above Master's head out of thin air, and it was indeed like what Master said, just like a cannon at a celebration, and it was quite beautiful.

The fireworks disappeared in an instant, and there were many scorched black spots on Master's gray hair, which was not much different from the appearance of Beishan Castle when they first met.

The master shook his head and sighed, wiped his beard twice, and slapped his mouth again, "I can't talk too much nonsense with your poor kid, what kind of sin is this made." ”

Seeing that the master was deflated, Yue Qianzhong was in a very good mood, "The Demon Emperor Wen Jing is one of the few supremes among the ten thousand clans who has stepped into the dream realm, and this realm is just like its name, like a dream.

All souls have fought for a lifetime, and all races have accumulated tens of millions of years, and only a few can enter the door.

Their thoughts transcend time and space, everywhere, all the time, compared to the innate gods and demons, it can be said that they are more than equal. Their real names are not to be mentioned at will, and when they touch the telekinesis contained in them, they will produce unusual visions, such as the lightning bolt just now. ”

I was a little surprised when I heard Yue Qianzhong's words, and thought, "This demon emperor shouldn't be careful, just said a few words, and then use lightning to split the master, it's terrible." ”

Looking at the scorched black on Master's head, I forcibly held back my laughter, and the qi in my body almost forked the road, holding back internal injuries.

The Cheng Nian Realm is still very far away for me, a primary school student of Qi refining, and even the master said that he has already glimpsed the mystery of Cheng Nian, but the fact is that it is only the Fifth Heaven of the Founding Mountain.

So, curiosity is curiosity, I'm still a child, what's the hurry, listening to stories is the most important thing.

I asked Yue Qianzhong, "Uncle Yue, the Demon Emperor asked...... Well, is it because he has reached the dream realm, so he is very powerful? How about comparing with gods and demons? ”

Yue Qianzhong continued, "There is no necessary connection between what you said, but there are several reasons. I'll tell you the rest of the story.

The demon race is the evolution of many races, birds and beasts can be turned into demons, plants and trees can also be turned into demons, even if it is stone and gravel, and even some special things can also be turned into demons. The demon clan is good at changing, retaining the original characteristics, and can be transformed into other creatures, fish and snakes are more willing to turn into dragons, sand and gravel are changeable, and many demon clans will also choose to turn into human form.

One of the important reasons why the human race has dominated all the races of the mountains and seas for nearly a million years is that it has not only adhered to luck and conformed to the Great Dao, but also because the human form itself is the most suitable type for cultivation.

When the Demon Emperor cultivated to a small success, he chose to transform into a human form to continue his cultivation, and finally broke through the shackles of the Great Dao and became the emperor of all demons respected by all races.

The body of Wenjing is a small finch with gold in the black, and there is no special bloodline, it is the most ordinary one in the mountains and seas. He was born when the Holy Spirit took root in Xisha, and at that time, Xisha was blessed by the Holy Spirit, and the mountains, rivers, grass and trees were full of spiritual charm.

The lotus flowers that grow around the Holy Spirit, as they open, wither, and open again, continue to emit petals and scatter all over Xisha, and all the places touched have changed from the original monotonous and barren land to full of vitality and contain the Tao.

When the petals fall into the river, the river water suddenly swells and churns, and the surging mist sprinkles the rhyme and nourishes the creatures in the sky and the earth, pervasive and meticulous.

When he was a child, the Demon Emperor was baptized by the blessing of the Holy Spirit, opened up the spirituality in his heart, and thus stepped into the realm of cultivation. Like their peers, they are the most devout pilgrims, contemplating the appearance of the Holy Spirit day and night, feeling the teachings of the Holy Spirit, and exhaling their practice.

Wen Jing continued to fly up and fall around the Holy Spirit, from the original ordinary bird, and finally created a generation of demon emperors. No one can say what happened to him, but it is conceivable that he must have endured unbearable ordeal for ordinary beings to become his final form.

Some people say that the Demon Emperor's reverence is entirely due to the blessing of the Holy Spirit and the stimulation of potential. But according to this, there are countless blessed creatures, how can they only walk out of the Demon Emperor's dream realm. Moreover, although the Holy Spirit is an innate god and demon, it is impossible to create such a strong person out of thin air, and many rules between the mountains and seas doom some roads to be walked by themselves. ”

Hearing this, all of a sudden I really wanted to realize something, and the feeling was fleeting, but I didn't catch it.

Having settled down, I was about to continue asking, but the sound of protest in my stomach made the words that were about to come to my mouth change direction.

I scratched my head a little embarrassed, "Uncle Yue, look at this...... Can we talk while we eat? ”

Yue Qian glanced at Master and then looked at me, and scolded with a smile, "You kid, the old man has never seen it, and cultivators in the middle stage of Qi refining will still shout that they are hungry!" ”

It was also rare for the master to stand on my side for once, "Does the old man's apprentice need you to give advice?" Come to the apprentice, eat a bun first. ”

I was moved for no more than three seconds.

I glanced at him with disgust, and even more with disdain, and then looked at Uncle Yue with some expectation, "Didn't you say that there are your special buns of the Mountain Shaking Sect, where are they?" ”

Yue Qianzhong replied, "The bun with the characteristics of my Shaking Mountain Sect is made by fusing the essence of spiritual energy with the amaranth begonia in front of me, and then beating it repeatedly with the secret technique of my Shaking Mountain Sect, and carefully refining. ”

My eyes widened, "I've eaten bean paste buns, I don't know if this flower can be made into buns, where is it, I want to eat it......

Led by a few elders who looked like some of the older disciples of the mountain, a few of us entered the side hall on the other side of this small garden.

There is no pompous pretentiousness like the main hall of the Shaking Mountain Sect, and even the luxury of the side pavilion where the disciples live is not as good, but it has a lot more simple charm.

The outside of the hall should have been renovated later, and compared with the simple layout in the hall, it lacks some indifference.

It is said that it is a side hall, far from being comparable to the scale of the main hall, more like a small room for daily living, but it is larger than the ordinary attic. I don't know much about architecture, it's just a feeling.

The sunlight shines in the hall thoroughly and brightly, and a simple round table and two wooden chairs can fully meet the daily needs of three or two people, no more, no less.

There is a cage drawer in the middle of the wooden table, and because of the lid, the contents of the cage drawer cannot be seen. I rubbed my hands a little excitedly and pointed to the cage drawer, "Is this the amaranth bun?" ”

Yue Qianzhong beckoned his disciple to open the cage drawer.

As the lid was lifted, the aroma in the cage was like a wild dog that had been suppressed for a long time, frantically escaping.

Although I don't know what material can seal the scent so effectively, I admit that I was fascinated by the moment I came into contact with the scent.

Compared with the amaranth orchids blooming on the cliffs, the smell is more like collecting countless amaranth orchids in a confined space, refining and boiling them repeatedly, and finally condensing them into the purest essence.

The bland and crazy are blended and introverted, and they all tell the hidden persistence and enthusiasm for the eagerness. There is sweetness in the sourness, just like the sweetness that comes after a thousand years of bitterness. Thousands of years of bitterness, but whenever you encounter a little blandness, it can be regarded as a blessing, not to mention the sweetness of the aftertaste, like nectar falling from the sky, blessing the mountains and seas, wantonly swaying on the dry land, wisps of Taoism, pieces of vitality, making people have an illusion of wanting to go to the immortal at this time.

I was immersed in this fluttering feeling for a long time, and some of the disciples around me who were not of a high level were like me, and their faces were full of intoxication.

After a while, the aroma gradually faded, and I gradually woke up from this state. Master didn't wake me up this time, and without thinking too much about the reason, I looked excitedly into the cage probe.

It is said to be a bun, but its skin looks somewhat similar to the feeling of the spirit jade spirit stone, slightly transparent, it should be the essence of the aura that Yue Qianzhong said. Through the skin of the bun, you can faintly see the filling with purple flame-like patterns inside, and the craftsmanship of the person who makes the bun is not bad, and more than a dozen folds are evenly pinched on the round bun.

Looking at the few special buns with a faint aroma in front of me, I couldn't hold back my teeth that were about to come out, covered my mouth and said, "Can I eat one, just eat one first." ”

The entrance of the bun is less intoxicating than before, the taste is fragrant and glutinous, and it melts in the mouth. The skin condensed by the essence is abnormally warm, wrapped in the filling of amaranth orchids, mixed in the mouth, and slowly slid down the throat, and the mellow fragrance was felt everywhere it passed.

It tasted good, so I simply opened my mouth wide and stuffed the rest of the bun in my hand.

The bun is still relatively big, and it puffs up both of my cheeks. I could only chew hard, choking and rolling my eyes several times.

Yue Qianzhong couldn't help laughing when he saw this, and the master looked like he hated iron but not steel, blowing his beard and glaring.

Swallowing the amaranth and begonia buns, I laughed, "It's delicious, it's quite full, I can't eat one." ”

Master gave me a blank look, "One more, I see that you don't need to eat in the future." As a disciple of my Dao Palace, I don't care about eating at all, what does it look like, Lingxiu Mountain's face is about to be lost by you, a stinky boy. ”

Thinking back to the appearance of eating just now, I looked aggrievedly at the people around me who were laughing non-stop, and I didn't know whether to pick up or put down the hands that left the aftertaste.

Yue Qianzhong waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, "It's okay, it's enough to eat one amaranth bun." This spiritual object will be slowly digested in your body and transformed into pure spiritual energy for the practitioner to practice, and the special rhyme in the amaranth and begonia will also be slowly released to help the cultivation. The beauty of this is for you to see. ”

The steamed buns have also been eaten, and the exercises have been learned, and it seems that the group of the Shaking Mountain Sect is still quite smooth.

I tasted the remaining aroma in my mouth with satisfaction, and suddenly it occurred to me that as I went to eat, the story of the Demon Emperor that Yue Qianzhong told me seemed to be interrupted by my hungry chirping as soon as I had just finished telling it.

I asked, "Uncle Yue, what happened to the story of the Demon Emperor?" ”