This is what cultivating immortals is like

In the world of immortality, all the monks who founded the sect and left a legacy are all outstanding figures in the world.

Similarly, they will leave something behind more or less, either to show that they have been there, or to deal with the disaster of annihilation.

For example, before ascending to the Sutra of Abandonment, he threw away the useless iron sword that had been close to him for many years at the Mount of Eternal Ages, and transformed it into the famous Tianjian Peak, with the meaning of the Nine Swords on it, leaving a memory for his disciples and disciples.

Another example is Jing Wensheng, one of the ninth incarnations of Emperor Ji, the first generation master of Zhenyuan Pavilion. He left a self-portrait, which was seized by Lu Bei as a trump card against Ying Long.

There are also portraits of the first generation Demon Emperor that have been handed down to the world.

Not many, just a few hundred thousand, less than a million.

All tribes in the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom are extremely enthusiastic about the portrait of the first generation Demon Emperor. In addition to flattering him, there is another crucial reason why he invites one to hang up at home and burn incense every day to show his loyalty.

The portraits of the first-generation demon kings are very capable of fighting. Three or five demon kings of the Mahayana period can't get close to them. Taking one home is equivalent to having an extra magic weapon to suppress luck.

His cultivation has reached the level of the first-generation Demon Emperor, and everything closely related to him has great supernatural powers, such as the jade seal inherited from the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons, the star flags that he personally refined, and the portraits that record his appearance.

In addition to sending beautiful women year after year, all tribes hope to give birth to an heir for the Demon Emperor, and they are also particularly persistent in the Demon Emperor's portrait.

In the past, in the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom, the first Demon King was a sheep with golden hair, and every part of his body was filled with treasures. All the tribes were so jealous that they wished they could turn him into a bald man overnight.

If the first-generation Demon King didn't know some physics, these monsters would have succeeded.

The various tribes understood the temper of the first-generation Demon Emperor, who refused to accept soft or hard words and had to be coaxed. From that year on, the demon girls who entered the palace were not only proficient in tea art but also had good painting skills.

Blow the pillow breeze, make the first-generation demon emperor happy, and buy some painting time with a cup of tea.

When these portraits flowed out of the palace and fell into the hands of various clans, the painting masters and grand masters copied them and distributed them to the demon kings with status and status in the clan.

Most of these portraits have been lost due to the passage of time, and are useless even if they are well preserved. They lack charm. The first-generation Demon Emperor in the paintings is formless and has no power at all.

On the one hand, the painting skills of the demon girls are uneven; on the other hand, the methods used by the demon girls to make the demon emperor happy remain the same, and they use all their skills around the center.

The first-generation Demon Emperor was happy, but how could the power of the sage come from time? There is only one charm, and even less one copy version.

The portrait in Suzaku's hand is not the same. It is a self-portrait of the first generation Demon Emperor. It depicts the will of the first generation Demon Emperor. There are only a few of them in the world, and each one is a treasure of the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom.

The Peacock clan is withering away, and there have been several faults in bloodline inheritance in history. When it comes to Suzaku's generation, his biological father is just an ordinary harpy. He relies on his unique qualifications and understanding, plus opportunities, and thirty-six attacks to refine his bloodline and break through. Limit, let the peacock family appear again.

This is also the reason why Suzaku has a lot of concubines and is extremely indulgent to Ni Dan.

There are only two peacocks in the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons, which is more difficult than passing it down from generation to generation alone. Not to mention that Jing Muan just ate his concubine, even if he gave it to Xuanwu for fun, he would not do anything to Jingmu An.

Xuanwu is different. The hatred of sleeping with a concubine is irreconcilable, and one must live or die.

The inheritance of the Peacock clan is intermittent. When the first generation of Demon Emperors galloped around the harem, there was no Peacock on the list of tool men, so the Peacock clan was naturally not included in the Demon Emperor's diagram.

The Demon Emperor's Picture in Suzaku's hand was picked up. That night when the moon was dark and the wind was high, he accidentally injured the guard of the Nine-tailed Fox Clan and picked up this picture from a heavily guarded secret realm.

If you are cultivating immortality, don’t be dissatisfied.

Not only the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Monsters, but also the entire world of cultivating immortals is like a bird.

Getting back to the topic, the Demon Emperor's picture was slowly pushed away. The golden flames danced in the eyes of the first generation Demon Emperor, and the void was shattered with one step, and the body of the virtual pen and ink slowly solidified.

Black fog rises, and evil thoughts are at work.

The three corpses were swallowed by Lu Bei. His supernatural power was in the rampage stage. The all-pervasive demonic thoughts did not distinguish between friend and foe, killing people all over the map. The first generation Demon King was no exception.

It doesn't matter if you are invincible for a lifetime, as long as you have the will, you will be controlled by the magical power of the three corpses.

The first-generation Demon King was indeed disturbed by the demonic thoughts, but when he saw him frowning slightly, he snorted contemptuously. In an instant, golden light spread across the sky, and the majestic will enveloped the void like washing the ground, causing the empty darkness to approach the entity.

The rolling earth, fire, water and wind stopped, and there was an extra place to stay in the empty world.

Blood surged from the throats of Qinglong and Suzaku, and they flew backwards and hit the void entity. Golden light penetrated their bodies, and the demonic thoughts in their bodies instantly burned into the sky.

Qinglong looked at the tall figure with fear, and silently put away the magic weapon of the white-clothed divine appearance and the cultivation of life and death. It was unnecessary, unavoidable, and the dead were the most important.

Out of respect for the powerful, Qinglong lowered his head and saluted: "Human monk, I have seen the Demon Emperor."

"Your Majesty, Kongji, pays homage to His Majesty!"

Zhuque stepped forward, knelt down on one knee, bowed his head and bowed.

Neither one nor the demon mentioned the word "first generation". In the world of the strong, the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons has only one demon king from beginning to end, and the rest are temporary agents.

If you want to inherit the name of the Demon King, you can do it. If there is no demon to stop you, you will be invincible in the world. You will be the second generation Demon King.

The monsters in the Ten Thousand Monster Kingdom know this tacitly. They don't say it with their mouths, but they only have one monster king in their hearts.

The first-generation Demon King ignored it, neither looking at Qinglong nor paying attention to Suzaku. The golden light in his eyes danced and he looked at Lu Dong quietly: "An extraterrestrial demon?"

"Gudu!"

As strong as Lu Dong, he was also under great pressure at this moment. Looking directly at the remaining will of the first-generation Demon Emperor, he felt that ordinary people looked up at the big sun. The sky and the earth were not as dazzling as the Demon Emperor in front of him.

"Amitabha!"

At the critical moment, Lu Dong's replacement ended, Gu Zongchen came online, put his hands together and started chanting sutras.

How long has it been and you are still reciting sutras...sutras...rebirth mantras?

The corners of Suzaku's brows were sweating, and he was not troubled by demonic thoughts. His reason came online and he took a look at the will of the Demon Emperor who walked out of the Demon Emperor's picture. Not to mention how upset he was.

He was afraid that the Demon Emperor would be interested in beating people, so he beat Dou Muxie to death on the spot, causing Xuanwu to fall out, and the rebel was in danger, so the black-haired father sent the black-haired son away.

What are you afraid of? The monk actually recited the Rebirth Mantra in front of the Demon Emperor. Why did the Laughing Demon Emperor die early?

The first-generation Demon King had no expression on his face, and he slowly raised his fist with five fingers: "Bald Donkey's cultivation is acceptable. There are not many people in the world who can beat you. If I can survive with one punch, I will give you a chance to receive a second punch."

Gu Zongchen didn't say much, and suddenly pushed away his clasped hands.

The golden wheel blooms with immeasurable glazed light, and a golden Buddha rises from the ground, holding the sky and the earth. The light is immeasurable, and his body is also immeasurable.

In the endless Buddha light, the giant Buddha holds the stars in his palm, and the three thousand worlds are within it.

The infinite world folds into infinite spaces, and one of these worlds is the void where the first-generation Demon Emperor, Azure Dragon, and Suzaku belong.

The boundless Buddha's palm pressed down and swept across the endless path. The sky fell and the earth collapsed, the sea boiled and the stars collapsed, crushing the worlds shaped like bubbles.

Infinite Buddha's light was superimposed layer by layer, and the terrifying energy made people's scalp numb. When it fell in the eyes of Qinglong and Suzaku, the breathing of one person and one demon was stagnant, and the soul was trapped and confused, as if they were exiled, and they couldn't even think of fighting back.

"good!"

The first-generation Demon King showed great joy. When the Buddha's light was approaching, he stepped out with one step, shattering thousands of glazed lights. His tyrannical will came out from his body and stopped the falling Buddha's palm.

One punch.

The sky and the earth are pale, the sun and the moon are wailing.

Big waves hit the sky, causing tens of thousands of ripples. The Buddha's light, which descended mightily, turned back against the current. It fell so fast that Gu Zongchen didn't even have time to react.

Looking from a distance, the three thousand worlds have been shattered and turned into nothing. The golden Buddha's elbow is broken. The countless golden body peels off the golden paint, and a crack extends upward, splitting the pained face of the Buddha.

The Buddha collapsed and the three thousand worlds disappeared.

Gu Zongchen retracted his clasped hands, and a ray of golden blood spilled from the corner of his mouth: "Demon King Almsgiver, the young monk has received the punch."

The Demon King smiled, took another step forward, and did not take back his raised fist. Taking advantage of the momentum of the step, he pressed down his ordinary fist, smashed the void, and hit Gu Zongchen's chest.

Thirty-six magic weapons of the Mahayana period bloomed, were defeated, and shattered.

Also shattered at the same time was Gu Zongchen’s physical body.

In the aura, a black light loomed, falling into the darkness of endless void and missing.

The Demon Emperor put away his fists and stepped back to the Demon Emperor's map. He frowned and looked out into the void, and when he saw a white face, he became even more confused.

Soon, this doubt was replaced by another question. He looked at Suzaku with a frown: "Why is this picture in your hand? Are you also a fox?"

Suzaku was so shocked that he was sweating. He lowered his head quickly and kept kneeling on one knee: "So that Your Majesty will know that this picture is the result of the little demon marrying into the Nine-tailed Fox clan, not..."

"snort!"

The first-generation Demon King snorted coldly and slapped the Suzaku away with his backhand, and there was no movement in the step map.

On the side, Qinglong slowly breathed a sigh of relief: "The number one demon in history, such an invincible strong man, how can there be a second one in the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom... How is it possible?"

According to rumors, the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Monsters will usher in its second Demon King.

Qinglong didn't believe it, because this rumor would arise every once in a while, and then a demon emperor would come to power and work hard to govern, waiting for the next rumor to arise.

To put it bluntly, the rumors came from the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons and were the product of intrigue within the demon clan.

Because I listened to it too much, there was a period of time when it was the most outrageous. I sang it every ten years, and the demon tribe didn’t even believe it until the end.

But Emperor Ji and Ying Long believed it.

They both believed it, even if Qinglong didn't believe it, she had to believe it, but today when she saw the Demon Emperor's remaining will, she was shaken again.

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

There will never be another strong man like the Demon Emperor!

…

"Hey, something exploded over there?"

In front of the Xuanwu Cauldron, Lu Bei scratched his head and turned to look into the void. Vaguely, he seemed to hear the sound of something breaking.

Just as he was thinking about it, light and darkness were intertwined. I don't know whether it was black with gold or gold with black. A chaotic shadow broke through the void and landed firmly in his arms.

"No way, you can pick up the machine even if you stand still..."

Lu Bei was about to thank nature for its gift when he suddenly realized something was wrong.

Regardless of the golden content, the black mass looked quite familiar.

Lu Dong.

“Hissssssss——”

"The little monk exploded?!"