"I'll answer you this question next!" The person who responded to Ke Xiaoliang was Hu Guzi.

"About eight or nine thousand years ago, there were experts from the real demon world from the Heavenly Immortal Realm who restricted their cultivation to come to the back mountain of my Ten Demon Sect. They tried to take this thing away, but they suffered backlash and retreated seriously. Within three or four thousand years, dozens of waves of people came to force themselves, but they all returned without success. Later, no one came to take it! I am not afraid that you would laugh at me, but I have made up my mind, but I have suffered some difficulties and never dared to think about it again." Hu Guzi said.

After saying that, Hu Guzi said to Ke Xiaoliang again: "You should be the first strong man to come to get this thing in the Golden Immortal Realm. In the past, the Golden Immortals were unwilling to bear the karma and cause and effect, and did not dare to forcefully break into the Xuanqing Realm. Only you can create the world and set foot here with the honor of the Golden Immortal, and you can conquer this thing in one fell swoop."

Ke Xiaoliang nodded, not responding to Hu Guzi's awkward blow.

In fact, when he asked, he just said it casually and thought it through himself when he said it.

The remaining body of this demon god fell on the back of the corpse mountain where the Ten Demon Sects were located, or was planning for the demon god himself. Since this is the case, the key points had already been calculated.

The powerful monks who can descend to the Xuanqing Realm cannot take away the body of this demon god. Those who can take away cannot enter the world.

If it weren't for this, it wouldn't be Ke Xiaoliang's turn to pick it up.

Not to mention anything else, the black-hearted old man from the Ten Demon Sect will definitely not miss it.

After putting away the body of the demon god, Ke Xiaoliang did not put it in the middle of the gourd, but planned to study it for a period of time before making a decision on how to make arrangements in the future.

Afterwards, Ke Xiaoliang drove away the followers and went into seclusion for several months in the back of the Corpse Mountain.

In addition to observing the remains of the demon god and analyzing the essence, he also summarizes, summarizes and organizes his own way of the Golden Immortal.

This step is not necessarily necessary, but you will definitely gain something.

It may not be able to improve the cultivation level at all, but it will help you to go further in the future.

The movements in the back mountain did not alarm the entire Ten Demon Sect.

Ordinary monks didn't even know that the foundation of the Ten Demon Sect had been taken away by Ke Xiaoliang, the founder of the Golden Immortal in their eyes. They were still dreaming of and celebrating that they would have the Golden Immortal as their backer.

On the top of the newest peak that was quickly lifted by the Ten Demon Sect, the newly established Taishang Demon Palace is extremely luxurious and extravagant at first glance.

But it is just a good thing, neither heavy treasures have been used to suppress the earth veins nor have large formations to protect it.

Even the construction of palaces is just a pile of various spiritual materials, rather than refined talismans and spiritual tiles.

The spiritual energy covered by the mountains with its appearance is extremely limited, and there are not many spiritual veins filled in the abdomen of the mountain.

The reason for this is not only because of limited time, but also because Ke Xiaoliang didn't need it.

When he reached Ke Xiaoliang's level of cultivation, he simply swallowed and sucked the spiritual energy and had zero function.

The body itself is the source of radiation of energy.

The extraordinary energy was born and evolved with Ke Xiaoliang's body as the core, completely breaking the so-called conservation of energy.

After all, if you have to ask the outside world for the energy you need, then isn’t the so-called immortality of the Golden Immortal a empty talk?

After six months of retreat, Ke Xiaoliang quietly left the seclusion.

No one was notified, and he planned to go to the Supreme Demon Palace built by the Ten Demon Sect for him first, and then listen to some opinions and ideas, and plan the subsequent direction of practice, as well as the subsequent development of the gourd.

After taking one step, Ke Xiaoliang had already arrived directly on the hall of the Supreme Demon Palace.

The hall is magnificent, with white jade paving the ground, dragon corpses are painted with golden lacquer columns, and the accumulated beads grow on the spirit trees, emitting wonderful light, making the entire hall hazy like a fairyland.

In the hall, the robbed female cultivators were all in puppet curse, gathering together, wearing shallow gauze, twisting their graceful dance postures, and rehearsing charming dances.

The cultivator who casts the puppet curse in a corner of the hall is also a serious female cultivator in the Ten Demon Sect. There is a black sand mole on the eyebrows, which condenses but does not dissipate. What gathers is the essence of pure yin energy, indicating that this woman is actually a perfect body.

Such a witch is rare in the Ten Demon Sect.

It should be a certain Demon Sect boss. The daughter and granddaughter who were raised outside before were always his family.

It was not until Ke Xiaoliang, the former sect leader, returned to his hometown that he had thought about contributing his treasures and betting on a chance.

Ke Xiaoliang was unintentionally interested in appreciating the so-called bright dance. As a serious monk with one mind, he disdained this so-called enjoyment that corrupted practice.

I accidentally saw a familiar face in the group of righteous female cultivators.

Especially the flat breasts, which are dotted with the beautiful face that looks pure and lustful at the moment, are also recognizable.

"Is this?" Ke Xiaoliang remembered this face and quickly found the corresponding identity from his memory.

"Senior Sister Yang Zhenzhen, Mengxi, the goddess of the dog in Cuiyun Mountain?" Ke Xiaoliang pulled the woman out of the crowd with a move, and at the same time broke the puppet line that controlled her.

While the puppet line was broken, Meng Xi trembled all over, tears fell down her face, and her little face was full of fear.

In an instant, Ke Xiaoliang saw that Cuiyun Mountain in the distance had been destroyed with just one thought.

The completely shattered mountain gate and the remaining disciples of Cuiyun Mountain who fled everywhere were quietly hidden among the ordinary people, growing the buds of hatred.

"So that's how it is!"

"Yin Feiyang fought against the invasion of outside monks and was suppressed and sealed by outside monks. Cuiyun Mountain lost its backer and was no longer able to compete with Yang Zhenzhen's master's wife, Bihan. Since then, Cuiyun Mountain has been destroyed, and the remaining disciples of Cuiyun Mountain have become stray dogs. Mengxi happened to be robbed back."

Look at Senior Sister Mengxi again, her expression of death with her eyes closed and waiting for death or just pretending to be a ghost.

Ke Xiaoliang smiled slightly and reached out to touch his face.

"See who I am?" Ke Xiaoliang said.

Senior Sister Mengxi slowly opened her eyes and looked at Ke Xiaoliang. The expression on her face was initially shocked, then surprised, and finally she was shy and collapsed.

She was so lost that she wanted to use her slender arms and hands to cover the scenery that could not be blocked by the gauze, but found that there was too much exposed and she could not cover it.

With such a shy attitude, Sister Mengxi was completely confused when facing her lover who suddenly met.

"No need to cover it!"

"You have finished watching what you should watch, what you shouldn't watch. The action you just now was probably like a horse in the air! I stood down and saw it clearly." Ke Xiaoliang said casually.

Senior Sister Mengxi couldn't tolerate brain thinking too much, and she shouted like an explosion: "Don't say it!"

As he said that, he hugged himself tightly, then squatted on the ground, raised his head and looked at Ke Xiaoliang with tears in his eyes.

"Stop covering it! There is nothing to see." Ke Xiaoliang didn't care about the fragrance.

The reason why he pulled Mengxi out and gave her freedom was because Mengxi was one of the few women who didn't know his true identity but had just fallen in love with him.

Although Ke Xiaoliang didn't like her, he was willing to save her because of this reason, but it was just like that!

Ke Xiaoliang is probably not a good person, but he is unhappy to provoke a woman who is not in line with the same orientation.
Chapter completed!