General Niu is the third-ranked general under Changbai Old Immortal. He has been following Changbai Old Immortal since he can remember. He is the one who has the most experience with Changbai Old Immortal's improvement in strength over the years.

Over the years, how many world-famous cultivators have fallen to the challenge of the old immortal, and how many latecomers have fallen in front of the old immortal. Whether it is the old immortal challenging others or others challenging the old immortal, General Niu has never looked at it.

I have been to Laoxian and lost before.

He believed that no matter who came to the Changbai Mountain, they would all be hated and their wings would be broken before the absolute strength of the old immortal. This was not an exaggeration, it was General Niu's belief in the strength of the old immortal, even more than he believed in himself.

Believe in the old fairy.

"Who is coming?" General Niu asked in a low voice. Although he could still tell that he was a bull demon at a glance, his body was so composed, like a mountain, and his eyes were full of scrutiny. It was not Niu Dali.

It's not a superficial examination, but a penetrating look.

He felt the danger immediately.

Danger, this is a dangerous human being.

"Yanjing Yuanyang, I came here especially to visit the old immortal."

As soon as Yuan Yang's words came out, General Niu's eyes pierced him like needles. Unlike Niu Dali, he didn't know who Yuan Yang was. It could be said that these days, the name Yuan Yang was like an unsheathed sword.

Similarly, once it was hidden in the sheath, no one knew about it, but when it was taken out of the sheath, the whole world was shocked. Every time it was taken out of the sheath, there must be a dead soul under the sword.

"You are Yuanyang."

"Exactly."

"The number one swordsman in Yanjing."

Yuanyang didn't answer.

General Niu suddenly laughed and said: "Very good, I have long wanted to meet you. The old immortal also wanted to recruit you to become his fourth general. Today I want to see if you have lived up to your reputation.

Are you qualified to be the fourth general?"

He dug his hand into his arms, and a meteor hammer appeared in his hand. It was very similar to the one Niu Dali had, but it seemed even bigger and heavier. There was a faint smell of evil and blood on it.

It seemed like a red flame was burning.

Yuan Yang just looked at him.

General Niu felt that Yuan Yang was looking down on him.

"Who do you think you are? Do you think you are an old immortal?" General Niu thought in his mind. The meteor hammer in his hand vibrated and was about to be struck out, when a shout suddenly came from behind.

"General Niu."

The person who made the voice was a scribe with a burnt yellow beard. However, although this scribe was dressed like an ancient scholar, his eyes exuded an aura of thieves and evil.

He held a folding fan in his hand, stretched out his hand from a distance and shouted.

The meteor hammer in General Niu's hand stopped. Even if this sound appeared, it must be the old immortal who knew it. He always obeyed the old immortal's orders and followed the old immortal.

He picked up the meteor hammer in his hand, knowing that the fight was impossible. He stepped aside and said no more. But the yellow-bearded scribe came up with fists clasped.

"Haha, I've heard the name of Yuan Yang, the number one swordsman in Yanjing, for a long time. It's like thunder. Why do you have time to visit Changbai Mountain today?" Huang-bearded scholar said with a smile.

"I want to pay my respects to the old immortal, but I wonder if the old immortal is here?" Yuan Yang asked directly.

"Oh, the old immortal left the day before yesterday and went to the East China Sea for a banquet. He has not returned yet." The Huang-bearded scribe said with regret.

Yuan Yang smiled and said: "Oh, I actually went to the East China Sea for a banquet. I wonder when the old immortal will come back?"

"The old immortal always has no fixed place and travels as he pleases. He may turn into an ordinary person and travel around the world, or he may be on a whim to visit a friend whom he has not contacted for a long time. Alas, it is really hard to say."

The Huang-bearded scribe said apologetically for Yuan Yang.

"It doesn't matter. Since the old immortal is not here, you must be able to make the decision on the affairs of Changbai Mountain." Yuan Yang said.

The yellow-bearded scribe touched the strand of yellow beard under his chin, squinted his eyes, and said with some certainty: "It depends on what the matter is. If it is just some ordinary things, we can still make the decision. Oops.

, Damn it, I actually forgot to invite my brother in for a drink. I heard that my brother opened a tavern in Yanjing City to entertain us alien spirits. It’s really good. We treat everyone equally, and there is no mercy in the world. I’m talking about you, brother.

Such a big heart."

Yuan Yang smiled faintly and followed the Huang-bearded scribe into the palace that seemed to be both real and imaginary.

The yellow-bearded scribe walking beside him had a flash of light in his eyes. This palace was not a mortal thing, but a mansion left by the immortals who once existed in this world. Mysteries were forbidden in it. Although it is old now.

Xian Ye has not yet finished solving it, and at most he can only apply twenty-three out of ten of its magical functions. However, even these twenty-three out of ten magical functions are extremely terrifying.

Yuan Yang suddenly stopped when he was walking at the door. The golden red light floating around him was extremely beautiful.

"What?" Huang-bearded scribe asked. He didn't notice that his hand was already cold and hard when touching his beard.

Yuanyang stood there, looked at it for a while, and said: "It's very beautiful, like a butterfly, the light flickers on and off, it's really beautiful, a beautiful palace.

The yellow-bearded scribe thought to himself, not only is it beautiful, the more dangerous something is, the more terrifying it is.

"Haha, it is indeed beautiful, but this palace is just beautiful." Huang-bearded scribe said.

"Oh, the door is already full of flowers and dreams, and it must be even more beautiful inside. Come on, let's go in and take a look at this ancient immortal's palace.

Yuan Yang entered the palace with a smile, as if he really wanted to appreciate the beautiful scenery of the palace, not knowing that this was a forbidden and scary place.

The yellow-bearded scribe also followed in.

The two sat down, and someone served tea. After a while, two more people came in, saying that they were human beings, which was actually wrong. One of them was General Niu. He was a bull demon, with a yellow bull head and a pair of

There is a hint of gold in the cow's eyes.

He should have the blood of a golden-eyed bull in his body.

The other person has a human upper body and a snake lower body.

Unfortunately, it is not a beautiful snake, but a pale old snake mother-in-law. Her upper body is extremely old, her face is gray, and her eyes are cloudy. The pupils are not human pupils at all, but snake eyes, with a little numbness.

Just like the snake body on his lower body, it is gray, matte black, and looks very much like the kind of venomous snake that hides in the darkness and does not move, but is suddenly startled by someone, bites it, and then runs away quickly.

.

"Come on, let me introduce you to the original brother. This is the third general under the old immortal throne, named Niu Mang. This is the second snake general under the old immortal throne, named Mapo Po. I am not good at cultivation, but

I am very competitive and like to organize things, so when I leave, I will always ask me to take charge of this place. My surname is Huang, and I am known as Prime Minister Huang."

Yuan Yang looked at the three of them, sitting there, and only nodded without any compliments.

However, the three of them did not dare to take it lightly, because when they saw Yuan Yang sitting here, they only felt that he was not here, and they could not accurately capture his aura.

"I wonder what Brother Yuan's intention is in coming here today?" Huang-bearded scholar sat there and gently asked, stroking his yellow beard, with a look of being in control.

Yuan Yang did not intend to beat around the bush and said directly: "There is a member of my team who is said to be detained in the dungeon by the old immortal and will be interrogated and beheaded in the near future. I wonder if this is the case?"

"Are you a member of the Supernatural Spirit Management Bureau?" Huang Xuwen asked.

"National Security Bureau, Group 9 of the Supernatural Spirit Management Department." Yuan Yang said.

"Oh, I didn't expect that a hero like Brother Yuan would become a hawk of the imperial court. We in Changbai Mountain have always been at odds with each other. Brother Yuan should come back soon. Fortunately, the old immortal is not here. Otherwise, I'm afraid this matter will not be rectified.

." said the Huang-bearded scribe.

"He was originally a charm of mine, but he just possessed a corpse. I made him a zombie. Therefore, he stayed in Yanjing and was recruited into the ninth group by me. If he is killed here today, if I don't care,

How do people in the world think of me, Yuan Yang?" Yuan Yang ignored Huang Xu's words and said this directly.

General Niu slapped the table and said angrily: "That Jiang Chen is a spirit from Changbai Mountain and is under the control of the old immortal. You Yuanyang are the number one swordsman in Yanjing City. In this Changbai Immortal Domain, you are not even a fart."

, what a thing, how much face do you think you have, dare to come to Qingmiao Palace to ask for someone."

As he banged the table and cursed angrily, the originally harmonious atmosphere in the palace suddenly disappeared. Only a chill emerged from the void, wrapping around everyone like silk threads of ice.

Niu General Niu Mang already has the meteor hammer in his hand, and he will strike it out at any time, smashing Yuanyang into a pulp. Countless people have died under his hammer.

And Granny Ma looked at Yuan Yang with her lifeless eyes, while the yellow-bearded scribe on the other side was stroking his yellow beard and smiling, but his smile was so cold and evil.

It seemed that at this moment, Yuanyang was just their meal.

"In the final analysis, my weight is too low and I can't see the old immortal, so he sent a few of you to weigh me. I don't want any face from you. I'm here today, and you must let me go. Don't let me go."

You have to let me go. If I dare to enter your Qingmiao Palace, I can get out."
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