Bailuzhou has been staying in Yidi Mountain, waiting for Bai Yunsheng to come out of confinement, while relieving Youhong's pain and extending his life.
Youhong still needs to wait for Wutong to appear and choose a new demon king. This is his last mission before his death.
Unexpectedly, they had to wait for a full year.
In front of the stone house, under the strange orchid tree.
Two people, a game of chess.
Youhong dropped a sunspot and said to Bailuzhou: "I feel that the connection between the Jasper Wutong and me is weakening."
Bailuzhou picked up a white seed and said, "I don't know if you can survive until that day."
The sunspot falls.
A year has passed, and the fire damage in Youhong's body has penetrated into his heart. His whole body looks haggard and overwhelmed. If he doesn't use the jade sycamore tree to baptize the new demon king, I'm afraid the Yidi Mountain Demon Territory will be in chaos again.
At the end of the chess game, the barrier outside the Jasper Wutong that had lasted for more than a year finally disappeared. The two elders felt the changes in the secret hole early, dropped their chess pieces and rushed over.
Bai Yunsheng slowly woke up on the lotus platform, shook his head and asked: "Old man, what are you doing?"
The flame in Bailuzhou's heart rose and died. He clearly felt that there was a strong and honest karma in Bai Yunsheng's body, but there was no sign of the five elements' vitality around him.
Everything is still the same, except that Baiyun has grown taller and has messy long hair.
Youhong was also confused for a while.
Bailuzhou said with a heavy face: "Boy, you have been here for a year."
Bai Yunsheng showed a look of realization and disbelief, and said: "One year? That egg lived for one year?"
The two elders were both surprised: "What, egg?"
Bai Yunsheng curled his lips and said calmly: "That weirdo gave me a white egg and asked me to use the power of the sycamore tree to help it be born. Just now, the little bird came out."
Bailuzhou and Youhong were so frightened that their beards and hair stiffened, and they said in unison: "Suzaku Divine Beast?!"
Youhong said anxiously: "Quick! Boy, let us take a look."
"Here!"
Bai Yunsheng's chest flashed red, and a palm-sized fiery red bird appeared on his shoulder, its young beak lightly pecking Bai Yunsheng's chin.
Bailuzhou and Youhong looked horrified for a moment.
"The power of fire source energy is indeed the mythical beast Suzaku!"
Bai Yunsheng asked inexplicably: "Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"
Bailuzhou didn't answer, and asked directly: "Boy, have you absorbed the power of Jade Wutong?"
Bai Yunsheng pointed to the little guy on his shoulder and said with a smile: "No, let him eat them all."
Coming out of the secret cave, Bailuzhou was ready to say goodbye to Youhong. It had been a long time since he left Jinluan Daze, and he still had a mission, so he couldn't delay it any longer.
"Since we have nothing to do, we will leave here. Old Youhong, I won't see you off on your last journey."
But Youhong suddenly kept Bailuzhou in a hurry: "Old man Bai, don't leave yet!"
Bailuzhou waved his hand and said, "I can't repair your injury."
But Youhong squinted his eyes and said with a brand-new smile: "It's so joyful to live, so hard to die. I want to keep you here to discuss something with you."
Bailuzhou followed Youhong into his small broken stone house without asking any questions, but he had a vague feeling that it would not be a good thing.
"What?! No! Absolutely not!"
After half a stick of incense, Bailuzhou jumped three feet back in the room, pointed at Youhong and yelled. He originally thought that the worst outcome would be that Youhong asked him to leave some precious elixirs to him, but this old demon king actually
I want to pass on the title of Demon King to Bai Yunsheng.
Seeing Bailuzhou wave his sleeves to refuse, Youhong's face immediately dropped and he said with a bitter look on his face:
"The essence of the jasper sycamore tree has been completely absorbed by Suzaku, and there is no longer enough vitality of the five elements needed for inheritance."
Bailuzhou raised his nose and raised his eyes, saying: "Then let Suzaku be the new demon king."
"Old man Bai, the five divine beasts shoulder important responsibilities, don't talk nonsense!"
Youhong's words completely blocked Bailuzhou's full of anger. He just said it out of desperation. The five divine beasts were born from the origin of the five elements and shouldered the mission of guarding the heaven and earth throughout their lives.
And Bailuzhou knows how important this mission is in today's world.
After a while, Bailuzhou said in a low voice: "But how can he suppress the eight lords and make all the monsters surrender?"
"Isn't it you?"
"Fart! You old man Youhong, your plan is very good, but you still want to drag me into trouble!" Bailuzhou calmed down for a while, but immediately became furious again.
At this time, Youhong's old face was filled with tears and he said:
"Old man Bai, you and I have known each other for hundreds of years. I will die soon. You still have time to train him. With your intimidation and the help of Jing Hao and others, those gangsters dare not mess around. I have no time to find him.
The next successor is Bai Yunsheng! Just treat it as the last entrustment of an old friend before his death, okay?"
At this moment, the cold time turned into a black undercurrent, sweeping through two hearts that had experienced many vicissitudes of life. After fighting desperately for a lifetime, they still could not step onto the road to immortality. They would eventually pass away, leaving behind what they had learned all their lives.
People admire, despise, and forget.
A long time. A long time.
Bailuzhou let out a long sigh, as if he wanted to sigh out all the emotions in his heart. He finally said helplessly:
"Okay, but he has to decide this matter himself."
"okay."
Youhong immediately wiped away the sadness he had felt just now, and showed no sign of illness. He put his hands behind his back, turned around and took small steps to find Bai Yunsheng.
Bai Yunsheng was looking at the crystal clear jasper sycamore at this time. He stretched out his fingers and touched the jasper leaves lightly. They were soft and slippery, and there was a lasting warmth from his fingertips, as if he was leaning against a burning ball.
flame.
He is not a demon from Yidi Mountain, so he naturally doesn't know that touching the jade sycamore tree will lead to death. Even the demon king is unavoidable. The so-called new demon kings in the past dynasties have only gained the recognition of the sycamore tree by picking off the sycamore fruit and swallowing it with the help of external forces.
Containing the essence of the vitality of the jade sycamore tree for thousands of years, it can help the new demon king reach the realm of purple soul and cultivate the highest level of "Eternal Life" in Yidi Mountain's secret art "The Annihilation Heart Technique", so that it can completely frighten the demons.
At this moment, the jade sycamore tree that has lost its sycamore fruit is losing its jade color and starting another thousand-year cycle of reincarnation.
Youhong stood behind Bai Yunsheng solemnly with his arms behind his back and asked him: "Bai Yunsheng, are you willing to serve as the Demon King of Yidi Mountain?"
Only then did Bai Yunsheng realize that there was someone standing behind him. He turned around and looked at Youhong, scratching his head, not understanding what he meant at all.
Youhong said solemnly: "He is in charge of the strongest demon realm in the Southern Wilderness Demon Realm, and commands a hundred thousand demon cultivators. He has one of the top positions in the world, and is on par with all the aristocratic families in the five major continents."
Bai Yunsheng scratched his head again and said, "It sounds like it's very powerful."
"Not only is he powerful, he is almost invincible."
You Hong's skinny face suddenly looked a bit like a charlatan.
Bai Yunsheng looked at him and squinted his eyes for a long time.
"It has to be me?"
"it has to be you!"
"Okay then, just give me that demon king."
Bailuzhou, who had been rushing over for a while, heard this and immediately persuaded: "Boy, you must think clearly, demons and humans have been incompatible since ancient times, and being the demon king will make you the target of public criticism!"
However, Bai Yunsheng's face showed a rare trace of miserable stubbornness, and he said casually: "It doesn't matter, I can't practice anyway. It doesn't matter where I am or what I do."
Just this little emotion made Bailuzhou shut his mouth.
…
Today, the Southern Wilderness Demon Realm where Bai Yunsheng is located is divided from west to east into three major demon realms headed by Yidi Mountain, Ghost Sea, and Tianyu Mountain. There are three demon kings: Youhong, Yixingfei, and Hua Jici.
The leader is the one with the widest territory among the four demon realms.
Jin Anaconda is the third among the eight lords of the Yidi Mountain Demon Realm. He leads the Zhaoyao Mountain and has been in the Blue Soul Realm for 180 years with his karma cultivation.
Jing Hao, the leader of the eight lords of the Yidi Mountain Demon Realm, leads Kunwu Mountain and has entered the Blue Soul Realm for nearly two hundred years.
These two are the two most violent lords in the Demon Realm. However, there is not much difference in their cultivation, so neither of them has the strength to win. The golden anaconda is actually an alien beast, a fat snake, with a vicious and cunning temperament and extremely strong survivability.
.Although Jing Hao, the purple leopard bear, is more destructive, there is nothing he can do about it.
They were originally the strongest candidates for the new Demon King, but today they were notified to participate in the coronation ceremony of the new Demon King.
At the top of Yidi Mountain, the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons.
The eight lords each occupied four seats on the left and right, standing in the main hall, each with different expressions on their faces, ranging from confusion to calmness to suppressed violence.
Jing Hao and Jin Bo stood at the front, one on the left and the other on the right. Their expressions were surprisingly calm, but there was a gloomy look on Jin Bo's long, scaly face.
Monsters can transform into human form when they reach the Red Soul Realm, but many monsters still disdain human bodies. However, this place is not mountains, rivers, or caves and forests. Monsters come in different sizes, so it is not suitable to gather in their original forms. Humans have established a high degree of unity.
The civilized world turned into a human body. This is also something that the demon world has infected from the human race.
However, Golden Anaconda, like quite a few monsters, never shows its human face to others. The three monster lords under him, the Nightmare Scarlet Tiger King, the Nine-tailed Fox King, and the Vulture Golden Eagle King, are all at the top of the blue soul realm.
Strong ones. They are all the original demon clan of the Southern Wilderness Demon Realm, and they all disdain to turn into human faces. Fortunately, most of the four of them have good faces.
Jing Hao and the Barbarian King behind him, the Dry Land King and the Heavenly Eye King were demon clans that "migrated" from the Central Plains back then. They all took the form of human beings, with different toughness and handsomeness.
In addition to the eight major lords, the other kings from the major mountains formed a formation outside the palace. The dark crowd stood upright like sculptures, with serious faces and solemn demeanors.
At this moment, almost all the backbone forces of the Yidi Mountain Demon Realm were present, and the thick and intertwined aura of karma merged into a sky-wide black cloud, covering the entire sky.
Directly above the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons, there is a stone platform made of white bones, and on it is a naturally formed throne of ten thousand years of black wind jade. This is the only place to sit in the hall.
It belongs to the Demon King.
At this time, the warm sunshine had just climbed onto the armrest of the throne.
The atmosphere in the hall has dropped to freezing point. The air is connected into thousands of tight threads, intertwined into a large invisible network, suppressing the darkness that cannot be reached by the sun.
The silver-white fire on the beast pillar does not increase or decrease, burning time.
After a while, Youhong's old figure appeared on the stone throne. In the sunlight, he looked haggard and his face was bloodless, like a sitting corpse.
"See the Demon King!"
The eight lords all knelt down and bowed with their eyes on the ground.
Immediately afterwards, a sound like a roaring mountain and a tsunami came from outside the hall.
"See the Demon King!"
The sound broke through the dark clouds on the top of the mountain, and for a moment, the entire Yidi Mountain fell into deathly silence.
"Get up."
You Hong's voice was extremely low and deep, like a piece of dried paper that would break into powder when blown by the wind, but it reached every demon cultivator's ears very clearly.
He took a deep breath and tried his best to increase the momentum of his words: "The generals of the Demon Realm are summoned today to hold the succession ceremony of the new Demon King. You must assist the new king with all your heart and protect me as the Emperor!"
"Master Demon King, Golden Anaconda has something to say!"
Before You Hong could finish his words, the king of Zhaoyao Mountain had already come out to kneel down.
"speak!"
You Hong cherishes words like gold.
The golden anaconda spit out purple snake core and said solemnly: "I wonder who the new demon king is and why my subordinates have never received news before."
"What news do you want to get?"
Youhong's calm words were full of displeasure.
"Of course it's news about your appointed successor."
The golden anaconda is still neither humble nor arrogant.
"You will know when he comes out."
Youhong frowned in pain, and seemed to have exhausted the last bit of energy after saying this. For more than five hundred years of ruling the Yidi Mountain Demon Territory, Youhong has been suppressing these arrogant guys. At this time
How could he not know what those people were thinking? It was just that he was unable to do anything, and his future affairs would eventually be entrusted to future generations.
Youhong stood up slowly, straightened his back, endured the sharp pain in his heart and melted his karma into his voice, spreading it to everyone.
"All demons, kneel down and worship the new king!"
I saw Bai Yunsheng slowly walking out of the darkness behind the stone throne, calmly standing on the high bone platform, standing next to Youhong.
Outside the hall, all the demons in formation knelt down on one knee, condensed their auras into one point, and shot them into the sky. In an instant, the karma of five colors rushed towards the endless dark sky above the top of Yidi Mountain, forming a single line.
The extremely brilliant beam of light shot through the sky, making the heaven and earth change color.
"A gathering of ten thousand demons? You Hong abdicated?"
At this time, thousands and thousands of miles away to the east of Yidi Mountain, in the boundless depths of the water and in front of a wooden house in a bamboo forest with the sound of birds and flowers, two people, one in red and one in green, suddenly opened their eyes and looked due west.
In the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons, the eight great lords were all stunned on the spot, motionless. The eight great demons neither knelt down nor asked questions, but looked straight at the teenage boy next to the main seat, as if they were wooden figures.
"Jing Hao, Jin Anaconda, what do you want to do?"
Youhong's majesty instantly spread throughout his body, causing the other six lords to immediately kneel down and bow. Although Youhong is no longer as brave as before, this kind of intimidation seems to have become a habit, a habitual fear.
Jing Hao did not kneel down. He was still thinking, still thinking fiercely, that a weak and humble young man he had seen not long ago would actually step on his head at this moment. This made his proud heart absolutely unbearable, and his red-hot eyes
There was clear disregard and contempt.
Jin Bo didn't kneel down either. On the contrary, there was resentment in his eyes. He had already found a way to defeat Jing Hao, and he was just around the corner to become the Demon King, but he didn't want to kill someone halfway.
The more Golden Anaconda thought about it, the angrier he became. He couldn't help but hate in his heart: "Who is this kid? How can he take my position?"
He straightened his body and stared at Bai Yunsheng like a poisonous snake staring at a mouse. His words revealed naked arrogance: "Master Demon King, my subordinates are ignorant. I wonder who this young man is?"
"He is the new demon king."
"Is he your descendant?"
"no."
"Can he get the Jasper Sycamore tree?"
"No."
"Then why does he hold the title of Demon King, lead all demons, and bless the Holy Mountain?!"
Jin Anaconda's words were sonorous, powerful, and pressing every step of the way. Even Jing Hao, who had never dealt with him, did not say anything to refute, even to refute Jin Anaconda's rudeness.
Youhong held back a secret fire in his heart and shouted helplessly: "Golden Anaconda, you have become bolder and dare to be so rude to me."
Jin An did not back down and said: "This subordinate is only thinking about Yidi Mountain."
Youhong's eyes were full of disdain, and he said coldly: "Yidi Mountain? I think it's for yourself, right?"
At this time, Jing Hao also came out, knelt down on one knee, and said respectfully:
"Demon King, although Golden Anaconda is rude, my subordinates don't understand how this little brother can succeed to the throne."
A bit of disappointment flashed through Youhong's angry eyes, and he shouted coldly: "Jing Hao, when did you go the same way as Jin Anaconda?"
Unexpectedly, Jing Hao said honestly: "I just want to find out, so that I can assist the new king with all my heart."
Youhong was so excited that a mouthful of blood surged into his throat. He endured it again and again, and finally swallowed it. Then he sighed softly and said, "Let him tell you in person."
Bai Yunsheng hasn't said a word since he ascended the throne. At this time, he walked forward expressionlessly and looked down at Jing Hao and Jin An, two great demons at the peak of the Blue Soul Realm. There was no trace of praise in his eyes.
He is an emotional person and does not have the temperament to be called a master.
The other six lords also raised their heads and looked at this young man who "doesn't look like a human and a monster doesn't look like a monster" with the same suspicious expression. This kid actually doesn't have a bloodline soul mark on his body, so he doesn't even have the cultivation level of the Red Soul Realm.
None? But why can he turn into a human form?
Jing Hao and Jin An, the leaders of the Eight Demons, had stood up unconsciously. They had already knelt before You Hong, but they would never kneel down to this young boy with unknown origins.
"I'll tell you the reason for death."
Bai Yunsheng spoke, his voice was low and hoarse, without any flavor at all, as cold and cold as a zombie wearing human skin.
As soon as he finished speaking, a ball of blood-red flames suddenly burst out from behind him, instantly lighting up the entire dark hall.
At the moment when the firelight illuminated the golden anaconda's pupils, the blue soul demon cultivator saw the souls of hell. The malice in his eyes instantly fled, leaving only the fear in his eyes and the long black face.
The scraping sound of the scales on his face was faint.
In an instant, red flames engulfed the golden anaconda like a giant.
In an instant, the red flame returned to its host, like a nest swallow.
The next moment, the tall and slender body of the golden anaconda passed quickly, drifting away like remaining ash in the wind.
Sluggish. Shocked. Stone-like.
Jing Hao's copper bell-like purple eyes shone with an indescribable disbelief.
The six major lords who were still kneeling put their hands on the ground and knelt down again, not daring to raise their heads. They couldn't even raise a single karma or a breath of air.
The scar on Jing Hao's face was twitching, and he was muttering something expressionlessly. The arrogance and disdain in his eyes were instantly removed.
Baiyun's corpse-like voice sounded again:
"I would like to remind you once again, the highest royal law of Yidi Mountain: obedience is destiny; disobedience will only lead to death."