Supreme Violent Young Master

It was a melodious and beautiful melody, as if it was both absurd and incomparably sad, and it didn't want to stop for a long time. It was as if the melody was narrating a person's ridiculous and boring life as the musical notes continuously danced around the flowers of Yuyang Flower Garden. The spirit flower fruits in the flower garden were blooming and it seemed as if the music of the flute was not being heard.    

    

"Homesickness!" The flute melody stopped, but that white-clothed man revealed an expression he had never shown before, and softly narrated a kind of emotion.    

    

How many years had it been since Zhu Geqingqing accompanied this man to this prehistoric era? Zhu Geqingqing was still like a beautiful woman who didn't want to live in the world, just like her Mortal World. Today, she was wearing a simple long robe and Gong Dai was floating in the air, as if he were no ordinary person. However, between her brows, there was a hint of a playful smile.    

    

Her smile was very pretty, even more beautiful than her smile at Mortal World. The silver hairpin was stuck in the middle of his hair, and the green ribbon danced in the air. Like a butterfly. With a smile on his face and a gentle expression on his face, his voice flowed out like spring water, "Me too!"    

    

It was just a simple word, but it won countless people in the world.    

    

As they looked out at the boundless world, they clasped hands, and their smiles grew even more profound. Not many people in the entire Qingyang Island knew the meaning of these words. Time flew by and some of the people brought up by the Mortal World back then had already become old, but some were already used to the life here.    

    

Home, the word seemed strange to them. Even more people were willing to treat this place as their home because the human world had lasted less than a hundred years. And on these Prehistoric Land, and above these Qingyang Island, they had spent countless years of their lives.    

    

"Qing Qing, sometimes I wonder, is this Zhuang Zhou, Zhoumeng Die or Zhuang Huanzheng Zhou?" Chen Yuyang suddenly asked.    

    

Zhu Geqingqing covered the corner of her mouth with her small hands, looked at Chen Yuyang, and laughed: "Is that important?"    

    

Chen Yuyang stared blankly before suddenly laughing out loud. In the end, the problem that he had always been conflicted about was not important in front of Zhu Geqingqing, this little god of Zhuge Family. Chen Yuyang then held Zhuge Qing's hand and strolled inside the Yuyang Flower Garden. With a laugh, he asked, "What's important is what's important!?"    

    

"Life!" Zhu Geqingqing said each word very seriously, as if she was very serious about it. "Life, is to be born, to live! Regardless of whether it was Zhuang Zhou, Dreamy Butterfly or the surroundings of the Dreamy Butterfly Manor, they were all nothing more than fleeting clouds. Everything is as fleeting as the clouds. This world should be like this, shouldn't it? "    

    

After an unknown period of time, a hearty laugh came from the Yuyang Flower Garden. The laughter was vigorous and filled with a carefree feeling, and the mood within it was vastly different. It was followed by a long sigh, "The world is troubled. It was hard to stay. Spring went and autumn came again. The four seasons were like a hundred years old, butterfly dream Zhuang Zhou. It used to be a fake, but it was a leisurely business. It was a great fortune to meet the Xi Yi Sect. He decided to train diligently and quickly. Some of the more foolish, Madan Yang will not turn back. "If one fought an unlucky ghost, they would have a chance to become a skeleton.    

    

The voice was long and drawn-out, yet it gave off a feeling that no one could understand it. It was extremely mysterious. The entire Qingyang Island was enveloped by Chen Yuyang's nameless poem. Although there were a few demons and spirits that grew up on this island and could not understand some of the terms in the poem, but there were even more people who came from that world among them, so this poem could not help but bring back many memories.    

    

"Yuyang, let's go back!" Zhuge said softly.    

    

Chen Yuyang thought for a moment, then said: "It's not that I don't want to leave, but the primordial chaos is the core of the Mortal World, if the matters of the Great Wastelands World cannot be resolved, then the crisis of the Mortal World will follow.    

    

At this time of year, the lower realm of Xihe Ox Province was currently filled with soaring demonic energy and extremely pungent black smoke. The entire mountain was enveloped in a strange atmosphere. It was not a coincidence that countless demons had gathered in the short span of a few decades at Xihe Niu Prefecture. Not long after the six Daos incident had passed, no one had noticed the manpower mobilization on the Qingyang Island Island.    

    

and Demon Clan had always been the two main forces of the island, and from who knew how many years ago, the had now completely changed into Heavenly Army. Those Demon Clan had not appeared on top of the Qingyang Island for a very, very long time. No one knew when Chen Yuyang had started to plan his plan.    

    

The Howling Moon Heavenly Wolf, the Ash Wolf of the Earth, the Nine-tailed Demon Fox, the Tiger King, the Rabbit Demon King, as well as Yao Ji and the Ten Thousand Snakes, had already appeared silently in Xihe Province. Such a powerful force had been lying in wait in Xihe Province and had not moved until the arrival of the Kui Cow. All of a sudden, Xihe Province began to dance with the demons.    

    

Thunder Mountain was the place where the demons of the lower realms gathered. Chen Yuyang had investigated this place before, and found that it was easy to defend but hard to attack. It could be said to be a rare place. At this moment, the High Priestess sat her mount, the Kui Cow, right here. She had only changed her name. Naturally, no one knew the background of this Savage Bull. Hence, this Monster King was also very carefree.    

    

"Old cow, only you, Old Ox, are the most powerful in Xihe Province. We brothers need to rely on you, Old Ox! Don't forget us brothers if there's anything good!" The person who spoke had silver hair and a face as clean and handsome as a knife. The way he raised his wine cup was very free and at ease.    

    

The Kui Cow, also known as the Demon Ox King, stared at this person who had long stayed in the Western He Ox Region and had secretly become the demon clan's ancestor. It was unknown what he was thinking in his heart. As he tried to guess the identity and background of this Silver Wolf Queen, he realized that even if he couldn't explain it clearly, the taste of the wine in the corner of his mouth was not the same.    

    

"Old Wolf, tell me the truth, who exactly are you?" Demon Ox could not help but ask.    

    

If it were anyone else, they would not have asked so unrestrainedly. After all, it was a taboo to ask someone about their background. However, the Demon Ox had been on good terms with this wolf ever since he had arrived in Xihe Province. It could even be said that he was a rare drinking friend. That was why he dared to ask.    

    

The man was stunned. Although it was just a split-second, the power displayed was fully witnessed by the Demon Ox. Not many in the Roaming Jade Temple would dare to face off against such a cultivation level. This made Demon Ox's heart quiver even more.    

    

However, before that person could say anything, the entire area outside of the mountain was covered in dark clouds. Thunder rumbled in the sky, and the sound of thunder could be heard. "Demon Ox, accept the decree!"    

    

Thunder Mountain was the throat of the Buddhist East Ascension Division. Its location was extremely dangerous, and could be said to be easy to defend and hard to attack. In addition to Demon Ox, the mount of a saint, was being guarded by a Golden Immortal expert. As a result, as long as Thundercrash Mountain existed, the Eastflow of Buddhism would be endlessly delayed for an entire day. After all, it was impossible for the two Saints in the West to personally clean up the demons that grew up in Xihe Province. This was his pride, as well as a bearing that a saint had to have.    

    

If the two Saints did not act personally, they would not have been able to find any reason to act. Below the level of a saint, only a quasi-Saint would be able to match up to Demon Ox. However, a quasi-Saint had their own status after all. It was impossible for him to fight the Demon Ox himself. Besides, no one knew what kind of background this ox had. Once he stirred up some trouble, it would become unsightly, so everyone could only watch on.    

    

The Buddhist scripture was something that could not be put on the surface. Since the two Western Sects were concerned about the reputation of the Three Pure Ones of the East, they naturally could not make a big fuss out of it. Even if he wanted to find the spokesperson, he had to look for him from the Mortal World. As a result, the mountain had become a barrier between the East and the West. It was an impenetrable barrier.    

    

As such, when Justification and Emissary, who were forced to the point of being out of breath, wanted to speed up the steps of the Buddhist teachings, they naturally had to rely on external forces. The Heavenly Court was the best choice. However, Haotian wasn't the kind of emperor like Liu Ah Dou. He didn't listen to the orders of the imperial edict and the guide at all. Things seemed to have changed a lot.    

    

In the sky above the mountain, dark clouds covered the sky and thunder rumbled. Streams of purple light flashed from the lightning in the sky, constantly flashing across the mountain. This was an inevitable product of the Heavenly Court's recruitment. Although it was called recruitment, the dignity of the Heavenly Court was still there after all. With both grace and prestige, the path of martial arts was the upper echelon.    

    

He had been an Empyrean for countless years, and was the supreme expert of the Three Realms. Haotian didn't believe this from the bottom of his heart. These demons from the lower realms were actually recruited by the Heavenly Court without the slightest pressure. Of course Haotian would know that these guys in the lower realms called Demon Clan, which was located in the Heavenly Court, their henchmen.    

    

It was roughly the same as the imperial eagle dog.    

    

The drum beats were so captivating that even the lesser demons on the mountain began to stir. They covered their ears. Those with weak cultivations simply could not endure such torture and directly fainted. The four black clouds pressed down from all directions, giving off a feeling as if they were trying to crush a city.    

    

It was a natural pressure, a pressure that came from the lower realms of the Heaven Realms. It was so pressure that it was hard to breathe.    

    

Ever since the Lich War, the Demon Clan Heavenly Court retreated back to the prehistoric stage. Those with high cultivation in the Demon Clan followed the Demon Emperor Di Jun, while the Eastern Emperor went back to Penglai Island. If the Bifang people now have a place in Penglai Island. With the departure of the Demon Clan Heavenly Court, there would only be a few greater demons that could roam freely in this world.    

    

The Demon Ox was now considered a Demon King, so the Heavenly Court paid a lot of attention to him. The Heavenly Court's greetings included Taibai Jinxing Li ChangGeng and Literari Star. Originally, there were three other Altar Sea Goddess, Third Prince Nezha, but for some reason, the Third Prince was still sick. Haotian didn't have much of a choice to do with this kid, so he just laughed it off.    

    

Today's mountain of lightning had a backlog of a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers. All of them wore the same set of silver armor, which gave them an indescribably mighty and extraordinary presence. The mighty yellow-robed warrior repeatedly struck out with his battle drum, as if he wanted to devour the lower realm demon king.    

    

Taibai Jinxing and Li ChangGeng naturally understood what Li Jing was thinking when they saw this scene. Such a valiant manner was naturally not the attitude that one should have for recruitment. This was clearly an encirclement, or a deliberate attempt to force the opposite party. He couldn't help but have an unsightly expression on his face as he stroked his beard and looked at everything that was about to happen.    

    

As for Li Jing, he had a murderous look on his face. If it weren't for Haotian's order, he would have led his men to rush down to the mortal world and exterminate all the bandits that stood between the East and the West.    

    

Narrowing his eyes and lightly stroking his beard, the satisfied expression on Li Jing's face became even more obvious. The red cloak continued to flutter in the wind. Inside the clouds, Li Qing held the Linglong Treasure Pagoda in his left hand and made a slight gesture with his right hand, causing the drum beats to become even louder. The current Heavenly Court was not as powerful as the Demon Clan Heavenly Court back then. Although many years had passed and the Conferred God Battle had happened, the Heavenly Court's connections were still as thin as before.