Become a Demon Lord, sign in and develop for three hundred years

Chapter 43: Crisis in idle chess

West Pole, thousands of miles of vast ocean.

A line of purple light came slowly from the horizon, seemingly slow but actually fast. At first glance, it was just a thin line, but soon it turned into a boundless sea of ​​light. Accompanied by the sound of Sanskrit sounds, the auspicious light unfolded clearly.

A skinny old monk is walking forward according to the Buddha's light, as if measuring the heaven and earth, each step is neither too much nor too little. He is wearing a golden silk cassock, his eyes are filled with faint purple light, and the treasure is solemn.

When Monk Leng Chan saw the old monk, he clasped his hands together and said, "Greetings to the Master!"

The person who came was none other than Monk Yuebai, a giant of Buddhism in Northern Xinjiang. "My Buddha is compassionate, Leng Chan, please think about it carefully. If you enter the West End, you will be contaminated by the world of mortals."

Monk Leng Chan's face seemed to be coated with a layer of auspicious light, but there was a hint of black energy inside, and he said lightly,

"Jia Yunzhen has convinced the three demon kings, and the other demon kings have begun to waver. It seems that the massacre in the vast sea is inevitable.

If there were massacres and catastrophes, there would be no possibility of peace talks between the human race and the demon race in the West End for hundreds of years. "

Speaking of this, Monk Leng Chan said with an unbearable expression, "Sacrifice one person to save the common people. I have this compassionate heart and will also bear the consequences of this bad karma."

There was no ripple in the ancient well on the Yuebai old monk's face, and he sighed,

"My Buddha is merciful and has immeasurable cause and effect.

I never thought that the external calamity of this trip to the West Pole would be caused by one person and one monster. "

Monk Leng Chan shook his head and sighed, "Jia Yunzhen is now wary of my master and disciple in every possible way, and he never leaves the demon king's side for a moment. He obviously expected this.

Then I can only go to the West Extreme, find Ji Jiyu, persuade him to die or save him, in order to resolve this disaster for all sentient beings. "

"My Buddha is merciful."

The old monk Yuebai chanted the Buddha's name, and the faint Sanskrit sound spread across the sky. He looked at his disciples with an expression of unspeakable compassion.

The Buddha's light shimmered on his body, and there were a few more black threads in the auspicious light. Monk Lengchan's face showed neither sadness nor joy, and he said lightly,

"No thought means no defilement, no self means no delusion. In the past I faced the wall, but now I have broken the barrier."

……

Wanyu Palace

Linyuan Hall.

Deep in the clouds outside the palace, one could see something as white as cotton, rolling like waves, and looking down from a bird's eye view, the earth turned into a sea of ​​glass.

In the main hall, people were drinking and drinking, and it was very lively.

"My body and life are on par with heaven,

When you have some free time, you become obsessed with it.

The spiritual essence has always come to live in the Jade Palace,

The demon was born and walked on the ladder.

happy! "

The laziness in Jia Yunzhen's eyes almost overflowed, and coupled with the two lines of blood and tear scars on his cheeks, it looked extremely terrifying and weird.

"Come on, fill it all up." Jia Yunzhen walked around with the wine bottle, asking for wine, but his eyes kept flashing.

The five demon princes present were already singing and drinking, feeling very unhappy.

Jia Yunzhen suddenly put down the cup and let out a long sigh.

"If Sister Yunlou sees us drinking like this, she will definitely scold us again."

As soon as these words came out, the scene suddenly became deserted, like a basin of ice water being poured down on the head.

The five demon prince brothers looked at each other and put down their wine glasses.

They were silent for a while, and finally, a demon prince couldn't help but speak,

"Master Jia, just tell me what's going on. We and the others don't like to use their brains, but we can still trust you."

Jia Yunzhen knocked on the table a few times, his expression turned solemn,

"I am trying to avenge Sister Yunlou, but there is something I need your brothers to help me with."

I saw a demon prince leaning back, leaning on the back of a large chair, and said in a somewhat frustrated tone,

“The demon army was useless, and instead trapped Sister Yunlou.

Are we just useless? You can't beat that guy! "

Jia Yunzhen smiled coldly and took out a treasure box from behind.

The inner spirit is filled with energy, turning into the shape of a dragon and a tiger, entangled and writhing. At first glance, it is a rare and rare treasure.

Jia Yunzhen's face was frosty and cold, and he actually had an aura of calmness and dignity, which made several demon princes dare not look at him.

"I know everyone's cultivation level, so naturally I can't propose to recklessly seek death.

It’s just that Sister Yunlou’s remains must be recovered by any means! "

After looking around at the demon princes and disciples in the seat, Jia Yunzhen said firmly,

"I have contacted a casual golden elixir cultivator through Duanyu Pavilion and asked him to find Ji Cuiyu to retrieve Sister Yunlou's remains at the cost of six golden elixir treasures.

Brothers, are you willing to steal one from home?

We are usually loved by the adults at home, but even if we are found out, for Sister Yunlou's sake, we will only get a few words of blame at most.

If you are willing, just drink the wine. If you are not willing, don’t force it. I will find a way on my own. "

Several Demon Prince brothers thought that Jia Yun really wanted to drag them into battle, but when they were about to sternly refuse,

Unexpectedly, he just wanted some spiritual materials, so he immediately changed his attitude.

In addition, their faces were red from drinking and their hearts were hot, so the five demon princes drank it all in one gulp.

"Aren't you just getting something? I'll deliver it tomorrow!"

"Let the golden elixir bring Ji Jiyu back together, and I will pay extra."

……

Seeing that the big thing had been decided, Jia Yunzhen smiled coldly and thought to himself:

“Everyone in the world has desires,

Threatened by the general situation, the monk can only obediently go to the West Pole to kill people and save lives.

Lure them with precious materials, and Jin Dan can become a thug who kills people and collects their corpses.

Before the massacre in the vast sea,

Let’s play two moves of idle chess first! "

……

In the quiet room of the spirit boat.

"Caiyan, you release the sword spirit of the Zanpoku Soul Sword and have a look!"

With some curiosity, Jiang Moshu ordered his ghost maid.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Shen Caiyan, who was squeezing his legs, said without thinking:

"If there's anything good to see, it's said that it has form but no substance, and its main body is the Zanpakusoul Sword."

what!

What's going on? My little Caiyan rarely talks back, but she didn't even say anything to the slave family.

Seeing Jiang Moshu looking at him with confusion, Shen Caiyan's eyes wandered around.

Then he spread his beautiful hands towards Jiang Moshu.

"Give me money, Master, I have no money!"

When Jiang Moshu mentioned the spirit stone, his brain ached, and he asked his soul in a trembling voice,

"Gone again? Those are thirty spiritual crystals, equivalent to three hundred thousand spiritual stones, not thirty spiritual stones!"

I saw Shen Caiyan's pretty face raised, her face smiling, her beautiful eyes crystal clear.

A pair of jade hands placed in Jiang Moshu's hand, and she counted them finger by finger, with a timid look on her face.

"The remaining war ghosts are about to be resurrected, here are five.

The slave family repaired the hidden damage caused by the small stick to the Ten Thousand Ghost Flags, and there were three more.

The aura of the gods and demons of the Emperor Yama is there, but if it is to be the same as the banner of all ghosts, the master has to be in a hurry, and the slave family does not dare to neglect it even if they are sweating. Eight are used here.

The remaining fourteen were all given to the Zanpoku Soul-Sacrifice Sword, and thanks to the master's sacrifice, it would have cost more.

The slave family is useless at all, so pitiful!"

Shen Caiyan's head was slightly bowed, her beautiful eyes were ethereal, and her warm and pleasant green onion fingers gently touched Jiang Moshu's palm, with a hint of cunning hidden in her smile.

I believe you, you ghost maid is very obsessed with money.

Besides, all the spirit stones were thrown on the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner. You are the main soul of the banner. How dare you say it’s useless?

Jiang Moshu complained secretly, feeling as if his heart had been stabbed.

Well, for the birthday banquet, I can't live without getting some spiritual stones.

At this point, the sword spirit and sword spirit had been successfully diverted by the clever ghost maid.