Qingping Mountain.

The head of the Demon Mountain in the Southern Wilderness, the place where the Demon King of Qingping is practiced.

The mountains are filled with clouds and mist, and colorful lights of inspiration are shining together.

Yan Ping was extremely surprised when he looked at the figure who was moving in the sea of ​​clouds, with his head long horns or dragging his long tail.

He is just playing a web game, why did he travel to the world of immortals and demons in a blink of an eye?

"Brother Yan, I know you can't accept it. But there is no way. We were captured and went up the mountain to be teachers for monsters."

"The world is full of war, and the vast area is full of fierce soldiers and bandits. We scholars are all over the world, and we have no power to tie chickens and no official position. What can we do when we go down the mountain? It's better to stay on the mountain and be safe."

"Brother Yan, it's not too late to go down the mountain when the world is pacified."

"Yes, these days, I'm not teaching where I teach."

Yan Ping felt dizzy. After a while, he finally understood the situation.

He traveled to a person of the same name.

This "Yan Ping" was a native of the Great Zhou Kingdom and a poor scholar. When he went into the mountain with his fellow villagers and classmates to avoid the war, he was captured by a demon to go up the mountain.

"Yan Ping" is stubborn and believes in his own way. He is unwilling to be a teacher for a beast who eats raw meat and drinks blood. When he was discovered by his classmates, he hanged himself and died.

This "Yan Ping" really makes me lose my mind when I read and don't know how to adapt. I don't know what it means to endure humiliation and bear heavy burdens, and what it means to keep the green mountains without fear of burning firewood?

"Brother Yan, Brother Lu is right. No matter how teaching is not teaching, you must not seek short-sighted views."

These people are wise people. Since they come, they will be at ease. The most important thing at the moment is to live. As long as they live, there will be hope.

Yan Ping calmed down and nodded, "That's right, I used to be narrow-minded. We scholars are responsible for inheriting the knowledge of sages. We should have no distinction."

"There is no distinction between teachings and no distinction. If we spread the knowledge of sages, we should have no distinction between teachings and no distinction between teachings."

"It seems that Brother Yan is really happy, it's a happy congratulation."

A rough man with a long head and horns walked in and said in a muffled voice: "Sir, it's time for lectures."

Yan Ping was suddenly stunned. A translucent screen appeared in front of him, with several lines of blue text on the screen.

[Bao Bull Demon, Third-level Demon General]

[Evolution direction: Earth-attributed bull demons should be close to earth. They can be made to plow oxen when they enter the world, avoid eating blood and eating grass every day, and persist for three years to build a flawless monster foundation]

[The Man Bull Demon has built a foundation, and the perfect evolution path has been broken. It is not recommended to cultivate it.]

This is.

A must-have gold finger for time travelers!

If I remember correctly, this thing seems to be a web game of cultivating immortals made by my classmates with the selling point of cultivating demons. I let myself try it out and give me suggestions. Who would have thought that I would travel through time just after I created a good character?

"Brother Niu. Brother Yan, please rest well, and I'll leave first."

After the classmate left, Yan Ping applied some ointment on his neck and started walking out.

A silver-horned python entrenched among the rocks and swallowed spiritual energy.

"Oh, isn't this Silver Corner Brother? He's practicing hard again!"

"Brother Yan, is this the most talented person in your python clan?"

"No, my brother was even alarmed when he was born."

A trace of loneliness flashed through the golden vertical pupils of the silver-horned python.

When he was born, it was not just the ancestor who was alarmed, but the entire Qingping Mountain was alarmed. Even the Qingping Demon Lord who was exploring secrets from abroad rushed back just to see him, the peerless demon seedling, and promised the silver horn on the spot, when will he succeed in passing the tribulation and transforming him as his personal disciple?

Yinjiao naturally became the brightest cub in Qingpingshan, and everyone thought he would be another star of tomorrow in Qingpingshan.

However, the greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment.

At the age of three, the ninth-level monster is perfect.

At the age of four, the ninth-level monster is perfect.

At the age of five, the ninth-level monster is perfect.

...

He is about to be one hundred years old, and some of the demon seedlings at the same time have already formed demon pills and become a demon king.

The worst one also successfully passed the tribulation and became a quasi-demon general.

And he was still a ninth-level monster that could not be struck by thunder.

The former pride of heaven has now become a python clan and the biggest joke in the eyes of many demon clans in Qingping Mountain.

"Brother Yinjiao, you will be 100 years old the day after tomorrow. If you haven't transformed yet, you will have to be sent to the tomb of Ten Thousand Demons tomb to guard the tomb."

"Hahaha."

The person who came laughed and left.

The most talented person in the Python clan! Qingpingshan’s biggest joke!

Yan Ping looked at the silver-horned python.

【Pyra Demon, Ninth-level Monster Beast Complete】

[Evolution direction: Metal python demon, with amazing talent in sword art. It should be close to metal. It can be used to enter the sword tomb of Ten Thousand Demons to refine the body with sword intent and sword energy. If you persist in one month, you can build a flawless demon foundation and overcome the tribulation and transform into shape]

"Your name is Yinjiao."

Yinjiao looked at Baiyi who was slowly approaching and nodded indifferently.

Yan Ping reached out to catch a fallen leaf.

"What did you see?"

Yinjiao rolled his eyes: "Handed leaves."

“I saw spring.”

Yan Ping looked up at the fallen leaves all over the sky and smiled: "The fallen leaves in autumn seem desolate, but in fact they are a kind of dormant, to avoid the cold wind of winter and wait for the blooming spring."

"You are a scholar who was captured and went up the mountain. What do you want to say?"

"There is nothing wrong with practicing asceticism, the wrong thing is your direction of practice."

"You should go to Wan Yao Tomb early."

"The Tomb of Ten Thousand Demons, do you understand cultivation? It is the tomb of the demon after his death, full of death and evil spirits."

Yinjiao was angrily laughed by the white-clothed scholar in front of him: "Ha, a mere mortal dares to guide me to practice!"

Silver Corner fell into a huge rock and prepared to leave.

"You have no way out, why don't you let go of that little pride? Listen to my advice. You are already the biggest joke in Qingpingshan. How bad can you be? "

"Your advice is just a mortal..."

"If you follow the rules, you will be mortals; if you go against them, you will be immortals. If you continue like this, you will be purely breaking your own path to immortals."

If you follow the rules, you will be ordinary; if you are against the rules, you will be immortal; if you are against the rules, you will be immortal.

Yinjiao was aroused by Yan Ping: "What advice do you want to give me?"

Yan Ping looked at the silver-horned python and smiled: "You have a strong swordsmanship talent, and you should switch to the swordsmanship. After entering the Ten Thousand Demon Tombs, you go to the sword tombs and use the sword tombs to refine your body with the sword tombs, and persist for one month to build a flawless demon foundation and overcome the tribulation and transform into shape."

"Hahaha, if you say you can, you can! Do you know how powerful the sword intent and sword energy of Jian Tomb is? The demon king has to peel off the skin when he enters. With my cultivation level, he still has body refining, and once he enters, he will explode and die."

Yan Ping smiled and said, "You haven't tried it, how can you know if it's OK?"

"That's all, do you believe it or not."

Yan Ping turned around and left.

Monsters are everywhere in Qingping Mountain. As long as they cast a wide net, he would not believe that even a single fish could not be caught.

Don't rush to cast a net, go and see the monster students first.

"The heaven and earth are mysterious and yellow, and the universe is vast and vast. The sun and the moon are full of light, and the city is full of time. The cold is coming and going, the autumn is harvested and the winter is hidden..."

On the podium, the scholar in the green robe reads a sentence, and the little demon below followed.

The little black cat, white fox, golden ape, a stubborn carp floating in the bubble, a stubborn tiger and leopard, a ball of jumping flames, and there is a pot of unknown bean monsters, with thick roots wrapped around the house several times.

Scan through one by one, no information pops up.

Yan Ping immediately understood that only monsters with a level nine monster above the perfection will give a prompt.

"Sir, there is someone outside the window."

"This person is so clean and delicious."

"You can't eat people."

"Why can people eat us, why can't we eat people?"

"Sir said that if the demon is enlightened, he cannot eat people."

"Then why can my dad still eat people?"
To be continued...