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In the end of the bloody battle in Zhenjiang City that day, only eight hundred demons were left. Now, the first group of demons brought back by Li Ye was 8,000. Eight thousand demons left Zhenjiang City and flew towards Lingyundu like dark clouds under the eyes of several demon kings.

Except for some of the masters Wu You recruited on the street, the rest are elites under the command of several demon kings, and each of them has cultivation level above the real person realm.

It’s not that the demons who go to the mortal world will all be real human realm. However, this group of demons who travel with Li Ye may send Taoist soldiers from the lower realm in the near future when dealing with the Immortal Court. Of course, the realm cannot be lower.

"Thousands of Dao soldiers came down to the realm together. This has happened before. I don't know why Kunlun Passage can suddenly put down so many Dao soldiers. I think it should be the powerful means that the Immortal Emperor used and also paid a considerable price."

On the way, the Dragon Demon King flew beside Li Ye in a cruising posture. After saying this, he sighed lightly, and his eyes as big as a lantern were filled with regret. It seemed that in front of him was not the vast sky, but the thorny jungle, the sea of ​​swords and fire, and corpses everywhere.

Li Ye and others wanted to pass through Lingyun Dun. Without the Dragon Demon King, it would not work, so this time, the Dragon Demon King was walking with him. Of course, there was no intention of giving away each other.

Li Ye smiled and said, "No matter how many Taoist soldiers are, the number is limited. Besides, the main battlefield of the Taoist Immortal Court is the Immortal Realm. After all, there is no force to be distributed to the mortal world. The demon clan will come out in full bloom later. Is it still worried that the demon clan cannot achieve success?"

The Dragon Demon King whispered: "The Taoist Immortal Court occupies the position of the Lord of Heaven and Earth after all, and has all kinds of unfathomable treasures and means, which cannot be underestimated."

Li Ye couldn't refute this. If he thought about it carefully, he fell into silence for a moment.

When Li Ye saw that he had made some objections to the Dragon Demon King, the old dragon had no reaction at all. After Li Ye looked at it, he realized that the old dragon had already drooped his eyes and was asleep.

Li Ye felt helpless. He could still fly as usual when he fell asleep. This is the Dragon Demon King. By the way, the Dragon Demon King is indeed very old and often looks like he has not woken up on his usual day. He would never sit with his body crossed, and would never stand up if the dragon head could be placed on his body.

When Li Ye first arrived at Lingyundu, the demon king of Jiao said that he was old and had to rely on the number of copper coins in the jar to know how many people crossed the river. He also said that he was not sure that his life would come to an end that day, and only his soul was left in Lingyundu, and he could not detect it in time.

Li Ye deeply doubted this, but he had never heard of Daluo Jinxian who would die of old age.

Maybe this is the old posture.

When Wu You saw that the Dragon Demon King looked asleep, he stopped talking to Li Ye. His eyes turned, and suddenly smirked, flew to the Dragon Demon King's ear, and suddenly shouted loudly: "Wow, the scenery below is so beautiful, the river water is so clear, and there are still girls washing clothes by the river!"

"What? Is there a girl washing clothes?" The Dragon Demon King immediately opened his eyes and looked down in surprise, "Where, where?"

Seeing his energetic appearance, he was not as old as he was, which made people wonder if he was pretending to be asleep. Li Ye turned his head and couldn't bear to look at it again. He was disrespectful to this point and had no age burden.

The demon king who noticed that he was being played with, faced with Wu You's shameless eyes, he didn't look ashamed at all. Instead, he was serious and relied on his seniority: "Will your conscience be miserable if you deceive me like an old man?"

As he said that, without waiting for Wu You to answer, the Dragon Demon King quickly closed his eyes again and continued to pretend to be asleep.

Flying all the way to Lingyun Du, which was foggy all year round, Li Ye and the witches stopped and landed on the river one by one. At the moment when they were about to cross the river to the mortal world, the enthusiastic witches along the way were silent as they turned around and looked at the mountains and rivers of their homes.

There is a mortal world of fertility and countless prosperity, which is a far-reaching enjoyment that the demon clan city is far beyond the reach. There are thousands of families with lights, poetry, calligraphy and painting, which is a novel world that cannot be seen in the demon clan land. However, home is home after all, even if it is remote and barren, there are only large areas of barren mountains and jungles, and only a small city with a scale of ten thousand people.

They were born and raised here, and when they went to the mortal world, they might be able to see the flowers, but every witch dared not say that they were 100% sure whether they could come back alive. Even if they defeated the Taoist soldiers, killed the Immortal Court, and made achievements and became the lord of the Immortal Realm.

No matter the outcome of a war, it will always die. No matter the success or failure of a struggle, it will always be filled with blood and tears.

The witches looked solemn, with reluctance, emotion, remembrance, firmness, and passion. Before leaving, they paid a long attention to their home. No matter whether the mountains and rivers of their homes can be remembered, they will never forget this place.

Just like the fox demon boss's wife at this moment, she will never forget the inn she built at the foot of the mountain not far away, and will never forget the wolf demon and the miserable demon who once had the same joys and sorrows.

In front of the crowd, Li Ye took out a pot of wine and sprinkled it on the ground.

The river breeze blows on my face, with a little chill.

He looked at the land of the demon clan with his hands behind his back.

It was only two or three months since he came here. Now he was leaving and maybe he would never come back.

But he will always remember it.

Because there are companions who fight side by side with him, and there are companions who fight side by side with him.

Qi Potian, Hongxiu, Leopard Demon...

Suddenly, with Li Ye as the center, a circle of spiritual waves suddenly swept away. With the breathtaking sound of aura explosion, a blue and white light column rose from his head and went straight to the sky.

Li Ye's eyebrows and eyes were like lightning, and his momentum suddenly rose to a big step, and he had a powerful force of a vast and profound shady mountain in his life.

The witches looked over at each other, their eyes falling on Li Ye, not without surprise, and even with a look of confusion.

They have never seen one before, just standing there and without meditating and breathing to break through the realm.

On this day, Li Ye achieved the Heavenly Fairyland!

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The demon tribe's territory is beautiful and has a vast land of thousands of miles. Although there are several big cities and tens of thousands of demons in the territory of each demon king, there are still only sparks in the mountains and rivers of the demon tribe. The large area of ​​the demon tribe's territory is empty, and there are often uninhabited places within a radius of thousands of miles.

In the heart of the rolling mountains, two long rainbows fell rapidly from the empty sky, one in front and one behind. The air behind the tail burned out dazzling flame dragons. Their speed was so fast that the naked eye could not understand. The harsh and loud thunder sound lasted for a long time. Soon they broke through the clouds and collapsed a thousand-foot mountain in the waist, and then smashed into the forest.

The deafening explosion of air sounded, and the waves of spiritual energy spread like waves, spreading to a range of hundreds of miles.

Within the range, not only were the trees dissipated like smoke under the spiritual tide, but even many peaks were collapsed, and the scene of the earth shaking the mountains was like the arrival of the doomsday.

After the violent vibration, the forest gradually returned to calm, and no strange noises came for a long time. When the mountains and fields returned to silence, nothing seemed to have happened.

Of course, it is not really that it has happened. The loss of the first half of the mountain and the huge pit not far from the mountain proves the shocking power of the previous change.

When the dust dissipated, two figures with disheveled hair crawled out of the pit. It was not accurate to say that they were figures. After all, one was a human and the other was a monkey. The man was dressed in rags like a beggar, and he looked miserable and could not look directly at him. The monkey looked a little better, but it was also very limited, and he didn't know how much of his hair was burned.

After one person and one monkey climbed out of the pit, they lay on the ground with their backs on their backs and gasped in the sky. It was obvious that they had exhausted their strength and didn't even want to move their fingers.

"It's so satisfying! Haha, it's not so pleasant for many years! You are the stinky monkey who can beat me up for so long. If someone else had died, I don't know how many times you have been. Your body is so hard that I won't die even if I have carried so many swords, and I'm jealous!"

Yang Jian, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, laughed comfortably, and his internal injuries were affected. He couldn't help but cough, and blood quickly spilled out of the corners of his mouth. But not only did he stop laughing, but instead laughed louder and hurriedly.

The monkey sneered, "I've almost beaten to death, I'm still stubborn! If I hadn't been thinking about some old love, you'd be a dead body now, and you could be so arrogant here?"

"Show mercy? Come on, stinky monkey, what old love do we have? Even if there is, it's still old grudges. Don't think I don't know. You wish you could peel my skin, but you can't do it." Yang Jian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and retorted.

The monkey sneered: "You have practiced the Tao for so many years, and it's been in vain. In my eyes, you are just an opponent. I have forgotten all the old grudges and grudges. I'm too lazy to hate you."

"Are you saying that I am attached to appearances? What's the matter? A stinky monkey, do you still want to tell me that Buddhism is not enough? Do you really treat yourself as a Buddhist?" Yang Jian curled his lips.

The monkey sneered: "Whether Buddhism or Taoism is a name, it's just a name. How many differences are there? Everything in front of the Great Dao is an ants."

Yang Jian laughed loudly, unable to stop laughing until he bent over, burst into tears, covered his stomach and rolled on the ground, laughing non-stop.

The monkey was too lazy to pay attention to him.

Yang Jian laughed so hard that he stopped and touched the tears at the corner of his eyes, "Stinky monkey, you really make me look at you with admiration. I think you can start a lecture. Maybe Jin Chanzi can't even talk to you now."

"Don't mention that stinky monk to me!" The monkey rushed over and punched Yang Jian in the face.

"If you don't mention it, don't mention it. Why do you hit someone? Today I have to pull out your skin!" Yang Jian turned over and fought again, and soon fought with the monkey.

The two powerful people in the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm are even regarded as existences in the quasi-saint realm. At this moment, the fighting posture is like a hooligan fighting in the mortal world, and they almost bite each other with their teeth.

An hour later, Yang Jian stood up, patted the soil on his body, looked up at the vast and empty sky, and his face was no longer as unbridled laughter as before, and his eyes were filled with melancholy.

Finally, he sighed, his heart was gone, and his voice was terrified: "Monkey, I'm going back. Go back to the cold and cold immortal court that has no humanity and only power struggles, look at the annoying faces of those snobs."

The monkey sat on the ground and said angrily: "You can't go back. I'm willing to give you a straw mat and wrap you up and bury you here."

Yang Jian turned his head and smiled, "Then I really want to thank you for your affection. It seems that you still have feelings for me."

The monkey waved his hand, looked disgusted, and said impatiently: "Goungungungungungungungungungungungungungungungungungungungungungungungungungungungungungungungungungungungungungungungungungungungungungungungungungungungung

Yang Jian did not get out or fly, but looked at the monkey with a serious look on his face, "Monkey, next time when we meet, you won't sit wither like a dead person and turn a blind eye to your old friends, right?"

The monkey looked at Yang Jian with a squinting eyes: "As long as you don't jump in front of me like a monkey, I can consider giving you a stick."

Yang Jian couldn't help laughing again, stretched out his thumb and said, "I'm very pleased that you have this enlightenment."

The monkey has a cold face and refuses to speak.

Yang Jian sighed again, and he looked at the demon territory beside him, "Maybe it won't take long to make a big fuss in the Immortal Court for the second time. As an old friend, I hope you won't be like the first time. That time you were too reckless and had no plans at all. Next time you have to have a complete plan, at least you have to have 30% chance of accomplishing things before taking action, right?"

The monkey said, "Are you afraid I won't beat you to death then?"

Yang Jian smiled and said, "I am really afraid that you will be beaten to death by the Immortal Emperor. If you die, where will I go to find a sandbag that is as beaten like you? In that case, my life will be boring. Even if you are not beaten to death, I will be frustrated to death."

The monkey stood up in anger and stared at Yang Jian with murderous aura: "I think you are so idle and itchy. You are talking so much nonsense. Will you go?"

"Let's go, aren't you waiting for you to get up and send me off?" Yang Jian smiled and looked like a naughty boy.

The monkey took out the iron rod.

Yang Jian flew away in a flash.

Looking at Yang Jian who turned into a black dot and disappeared into the sky, the coolness and impatience on the monkey's face gradually disappeared. He sat down on the ground again, facing the huge pit in front of him, and became stunned as if he was in Huaguo Mountain.

Many years ago, the monkey could not kill Yang Jian, and Yang Jian could not really do anything to him. Many years later, the situation has not changed much. This battle that lasted for many days is not so much a fight between each other, but rather a vent that releases their respective suppressed emotions.

Neither Monkey nor Yang Jian held back in this battle because neither could kill anyone - but if they could really kill each other, they might not have stopped.

The monkey's taciturn and impatient attitude, and Yang Jian's smile and chattering are just two different manifestations of mental depression.

The long years of practicing immortality during flying and hiding the earth are essentially no different from the century-old life in the mortal world with the food, rice, oil and salt. The monks claim to seek freedom, but if they do not reach the top, they will not be truly free.

Cultivating immortals requires resources, which is no different from money needed by mortals. In places where interests exist, everyone has to compete for power and profit if they want to climb up. The court and the rivers and lakes grow in every corner, and stories of joy, anger, sorrow and sorrow are also being repeated in different ways.

Monkeys are no exception, and Yang Jian is also not allowed.

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It was already mid-autumn at the end of August, and the crops in the fields began to ripen, and there were many fruits in the vegetable garden.

The sun was no longer fierce in the morning, but it still had an indelible heat. Su Emei, who was busy in the vegetable garden, closed her cultivation and was holding a hoe in her forehand to clean up the weeds. Not long after, her forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat.

When she packed the weeds in the vegetable garden, it was almost noon. She was looking at the vegetable field, and her slightly red face was filled with a hint of happy and satisfied smile.

During the period when Li Ye was away, Su Emei doubled the vegetable garden. Now there are more than a dozen acres of land, and there are more types of vegetables grown. Ordinary homes can't finish it.
To be continued...