After waking up from a thousand years of sleep, the 749 Bureau came to the door

Afterwards.

The old Taoist master of Shenxiao Sect did not stay for long, left the back mountain, and returned to the Shenxiao Sect Dojo.

"Master, if there is nothing to do now, I will go to practice."

The successor of Shenxiao Sect said.

The old Taoist master nodded.

"Go, I have to do something."

"Master, what are you going to do?"

"Go ask the 749th Bureau about the situation in Changbai Mountain."

The old Taoist master of Shenxiao Sect did not want to sit and wait for death. The matter between the underworld and the heaven was not something he could solve now, so he could only start with the present, but he had no way of knowing the movements of the black fog man.

But he could ask the 749th Bureau about Changbai Mountain.

Just as the old Taoist master of Shenxiao Sect was speaking.

On the other side.

Daxia, deep in Changbai Mountain.

At this time.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and bean-sized rain poured down. From time to time, there were lightning and thunder between the rolling clouds.

Its weather.

In the eyes of ordinary people, it was just a normal rainstorm.

But in the eyes of people with some experience.

It was not just a rainstorm.

But a dragon was born, calling the wind and rain.

And at this moment.

I saw the Taoist priest Li Hanguang standing in the sky, holding a whisk in his hand, and the thunder was easily extinguished with a flick of his hand.

He looked down at the forest below.

A thousand-meter-long creature collapsed the forest and lay on the ground. It looked like a snake, but it had two horns on its head, just like the dragon in folk legends.

The only difference from the folk legend was...

This dragon was not as majestic as the legend said. Large pieces of dragon scales fell off its body, revealing hideous wounds, oozing hot dragon blood, evaporating the rain on the ground into hot air.

It was obviously seriously injured.

Even the dragon horn was cracked.

Taoist Li Hanguang took in all of this, swung his whisk and put it on his arm, and said slowly.

"Fellow Daoist Wang Yi, let me ask you again, do you still want to leave the mountain now?"

Following closely.

The old man of the Huang family, one of the five Northeastern immortals who came over, said at this time.

"Master Li, there is no need to be polite to Wang Yi. This demon cultivator is extremely evil, and there is no need to let him off the hook."

The old man of the Liu family also spoke with a snake tongue.

"Seven years ago, Wang Yi was in Pudong, Shanghai, undergoing a tribulation in public, and was almost discovered by secular people. He was deprived of his demon pill and was punished by not being allowed to come out of the world in Changbai Mountain."

"Now that the mountain god has lost contact, Feifan has not made up for his mistakes and stopped other great demons from coming out. He even dared to come out with the great demons. Such a rebellious demon cultivator does not deserve sympathy."

While the black fog man was suppressing the Hengduan Mountains, Changbai Mountain was also suppressing them.

Taoist Li Hanguang fought against five ancient great demons alone, including the tiger demon with a 2,000-year-old cultivation.

Even if the subsequent demon cultivator Wang Yi chose to join in, he joined forces with the five ancient great demons to deal with Taoist Li Hanguang.

But he was still stopped by Taoist Li Hanguang.

And together with the old men who came to the Northeast Five Immortals later, they suppressed these ancient great demons and deterred other ancient great demons who were ready to move.

"Is there such a thing?"

The Taoist priest Li Hanguang looked over and stroked his white beard.

"I was entrusted by the Night King to stop the ancient monster from coming out. I will do my best. If fellow Taoist Wang Yi has always behaved badly..."

He paused here and sighed with a kind old face.

"I can only kill fellow Taoist Wang Yi to prevent him from going out of the mountain and ruining the Night King's commission."

Then.

The Taoist priest Li Hanguang swung his whisk.

Without any hesitation, he didn't even give the monster cultivator Wang Yi a chance to beg for mercy.

Chi!

The whisk swung out a streak of light, and the head of the monster cultivator Wang Yi was cut off.

The dragon's blood gushed out from the wound.

The blood spilled in the forest, dyeing large areas of green branches and leaves red, turning the originally green forest into a red forest.

The other ancient monsters were numbed by the sight.

Why did this Taoist Li Hanguang lose his kindness when it came to the Night King's commission? He killed without blinking an eye.

Just thinking about it.

The voice of Taoist Li Hanguang came.

After he cut off the head of the demon cultivator Wang Yi, he raised his eyes slightly, swept across the five ancient monsters, and asked Zhang Lao and the five Northeastern immortals.

"I don't know these Taoist friends well enough. I wonder if you can answer whether they are as bad as Taoist Wang Yi?"

The next second after the question was asked.

It was not Zhang Lao or the five Northeastern immortals who responded to Taoist Li Hanguang.

But the tiger monster with two thousand years of Taoism.

It blurted out.

"Master Li Hanguang, I am not a bad monster like Taoist Wang Yi. I just stayed in the mountains for a long time and wanted to go out to see the world."

His words and deeds.

Anyone with a discerning eye can seeThe meaning can be seen,

It is almost written on the face... I am afraid that if I say it too late, I will be chopped to death by Taoist Li Hanguang.

Then.

Taoist Li Hanguang did not say anything after hearing this, but looked at Mr. Zhang and the five immortals from the Northeast, and at the same time raised the whisk in his hand slightly.

The words and actions.

Anyone with a discerning eye can also see the meaning.

It seems to be silently saying... Fellow Taoists, is it right?

Seeing this, Mr. Zhang believed in his heart that if they said that this ancient tiger monster was lying, the ancestor Li Hanguang would definitely throw the whisk in his hand and kill the ancient tiger monster.

Then.

According to the story told by the five immortals from the Northeast.

Three of the five ancient monsters were killed by Taoist Li Hanguang.

Even if one of the monsters offered to be a mount.

Some even offered to give up their entire fortune just to save his life. Their wealth moved the five Northeastern immortals, but Taoist Li Hanguang didn't blink.

He waved his whisk and cut off the monster's head.

For a moment.

The whole Changbai Mountain was quiet.

The ancient monsters that were ready to move were no longer restless. Some were quiet and obedient, and even their eyes were as clear as newborn babies.

Seeing this.

Taoist Li Hanguang stroked his white beard and smiled, muttering.

"The commission should be completed now."

The five Northeastern immortals came forward, and the old man of the Huang family put his hands in his sleeves and bowed.

"Thank you for your help, Taoist Li. Without you, these ancient monsters would have to leave the mountain before we arrived in Changbai Mountain."

The old man of the Hu family nodded and echoed.

"These ancient monsters took advantage of my third brother Hu's death and the loss of contact with the mountain god to cause chaos. In the final analysis, it was because my five immortals failed to respond in time. Fortunately, there was Taoist Priest Li."

The old Taoist Li Hanguang said with a smile.

"My fellow Taoists are too polite. This cannot be considered as the old Taoist's credit. After all, I am only here on behalf of others."

The old masters of the five immortals in the Northeast came to see.

When they came, they had learned the news from the 749th Bureau that the old Taoist Li Hanguang was invited by the King of Night to shock Changbai Mountain.

Now the matter of Changbai Mountain has been resolved.

They finally have some free time.

The old master Hu Ba looked a little hesitant, but finally asked.

"Master Li, I once heard my third brother Hu say that he accidentally met a friend in Shanhaiguan a thousand years ago. The third brother Hu also called him the King of Night. I wonder if the King of Night you are talking about is the same person."

The old Taoist Li Hanguang stroked his beard and smiled.

"I don't know about the acquaintance of Old Master Hu San and the Night King, but the Night King once mentioned to me that he and Old Master Hu San are friends."

"I think the Night King that Old Master Hu San told you should be the same person."

Old Master Hu Ba looked complicated when he heard it.

"Is it really the Night King? Old Master Li, you don't know that when Brother Hu San came back that time, he told us brothers and sisters a lot about him, saying that he must let us meet the Night King if there is a chance."

"And Brother Hu San also said that he had an agreement with the Night King that he would meet the Night King and drink happily after a thousand years."

"Alas, it's a pity that after a thousand years, Brother Hu San failed to fulfill his agreement with the Night King."

"My condolences."

Old Master Li Hanguang responded with regret.

Old Master Hu Ba smiled and shook his head.

"Let's not talk about this, Taoist Master Li, you are entrusted by the Night King. If you see the Night King, please tell him that Brother Hu San did not keep the promise. If the Night King does not mind, you can come to my Hu family and we brothers and sisters will fulfill the promise for Brother Hu San."

"I will tell the Night King when I go back this time... huh?"

The Taoist Master Li Hanguang was replying.

Suddenly.

The Taoist Master Li Hanguang was stunned and looked at the rolling clouds in the sky.

At the same time.

Zhang Lao and the five immortal old men also noticed the movement and looked up at the clouds.

In the sight.

In the sky, when the dark clouds dispersed, there was a loud rumbling sound.

The sound was deafening, but it was not thunder, but more like the heavy roar of an ancient portal opening.

No.

It's not like.

But there is indeed a portal.

When the Taoist Master Li Hanguang and others looked closely at the appearance of the portal,

Their faces changed color at this moment. This gate was huge. The two stone pillars of the gate alone were taller than the sky. If you look closely, you can see three ancient Daxia characters engraved on the gate...

"Nantianmen?!"

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