Mortal: Fight monsters and upgrade, I will enjoy immortality!

The forbidden light flashed on the huge archway, and an old man with white hair walked out. This man had the cultivation of the late stage of pill formation. He cupped his hands at Ye Ming, raised his head and said:
"I have met this senior. I wonder if he can tell me his name and why he came to the Demon Palace? Do you have any reservations or invitations before? If not, senior, please come back!"

The old man asked several questions in succession. Although he used honorifics, he always gave people a feeling of superiority.

It's no wonder that he works as a gatekeeper for the gods and demons, and he has a natural sense of superiority, just like the gatekeepers in front of the prime minister's door, or those drivers who drive for big shots in later generations and are terrible at it.

Moreover, although the old man was only in the Dan-formation stage, he had seen all the god-forming monks in the Jin Dynasty, and he considered himself to have extraordinary knowledge.

Although the young man in white clothes in front of him seemed to have extraordinary cultivation, he believed that Ye Ming was at most a great monk in the late Nascent Soul stage. When a person with this kind of cultivation comes to the Demon Palace, no matter who he is, he must be submissive.

When Ye Ming heard the old man's somewhat arrogant tone, he raised his hand and fired a golden light without saying a word.

The speed of this golden light was extremely fast. As soon as it appeared, it covered a distance of more than ten feet like lightning and hit the old man instantly.

"Ah, senior..." The old man saw golden light in his eyes, was shocked, and was about to say something.

But before he could say a word, his vision went dark. He was surrounded by golden light and turned into a blood mist. He couldn't die anymore!
"You blind guy, I want you to pretend for me!"

Ye Ming snorted coldly. He had been unhappy with this kind of person before, but now he was blaming it on himself. He deserved this person's misfortune.

Then Ye Ming stretched out a palm and pushed forward gently.

Suddenly a palm print with dazzling golden light appeared out of thin air, and then the light flashed and hit the forbidden light curtain.

"Rumble..."

There was an earth-shattering loud noise, and the golden and black auras shone, and the forbidden light curtain shattered, revealing the entire archway, which was beautifully carved!
After finishing this, Ye Ming put his hands behind his back and stared at the buildings behind the archway without moving.

After a moment, a roar came from a huge palace in the center.

"How dare you Xiaoxiao come to our Motuo Mountain to run wild!"

Along with the sound, there was also a black magic cloud.

The demonic cloud roared to the archway, and the light dimmed, revealing an old man with a wooden crown.

This man was dressed in black robes, his face was a little sickly pale, and his narrow eyes looked at Ye Ming with a look of surprise and uncertainty.

He was originally angry, but when he saw that Ye Ming was actually a monk of the same level as him, he immediately suppressed his anger and asked in a cold voice:
"Who is this fellow Taoist? Why did you attack the old man's mountain gate?"

"My dear, Ye Ming, I have met fellow Taoist Taoist Brother Hu Qinglei, so you must be Taoist Brother Hu Qinglei, right?" Ye Ming gave the old man Mu Guan a fist.

"It's Hu, fellow Taoist, he must be a newly promoted cultivator of the gods! Why have I never seen you before? I haven't heard of anyone from any sect attacking the gods." The name "Ye Ming" sounded familiar to the old man. , but I couldn’t remember where I heard it.

Just when Ye Ming was about to explain again, his expression changed and he looked behind the archway.

Hu Laomo obviously knew what was happening behind him, he didn't even turn his head, he just thought about where he had heard of Ye Ming.

In a moment, three rays of light, blue, white and red, appeared under the archway. As soon as the light faded, three old men in different colors appeared.

One of them has white hair and deep wrinkles on his face. He looks extremely old, with small eyes and a smooth and sophisticated look. He is Xiang Zhili!

The other person is an old man who looks to be in his sixties, with a triangular bun on his head, bare feet, and a long horse face, which is very recognizable.

The last person was a thin old Taoist priest, holding a fly whisk in his hand and a long sword on his back. He looked like an immortal.

As soon as Xiang Zhili appeared, he leaned forward with a smile and said with great amazement: "Oh, isn't this Junior Brother Ye? I haven't seen you for a hundred years, and you have already advanced to become a god. You are really a genius! "Junior brother! What's going on?" Xiang Zhili's greeting made the other three people stunned, and their confused eyes looked back and forth at Ye Ming and Xiang Zhili.

"Senior Brother Xiang, I haven't seen you for many years, but your style is still the same!" Ye Ming clasped his fists.

At this time, Hu Laomo exclaimed: "Ah, I remembered, you are Ye Ming who was famous in Kunwu Mountain a hundred years ago!"

When the Taoist priest and the horse-faced old man heard this, they all stared at Ye Ming in shock. Is this the person who has a close relationship with Linglong Demon Concubine? It turns out that he is not in the late stage of Nascent Soul. How come he has advanced to become a god in just a hundred years? How incredibly talented does this person have to be, or has the Linglong Demon Concubine given him a huge benefit?
Seeing the shocked and strange expressions of these people, Ye Ming said with a heavy expression, "I'm the one, why, do these fellow Taoists think there's anything wrong?"

"Hahaha, junior brother, please don't be angry. Come on, let me introduce you to everyone." Xiang Zhili laughed to resolve the awkward situation, and then introduced Ye Ming to the three of them.

"This is the Ye Ming I mentioned to you, fellow Taoist Ye! He and I have been in the same sect for a while, so we can be considered brothers. Junior Brother Ye is here today, Hu Laomo, you must treat him well Ah, don't neglect me, otherwise I will fall out with you!"

Xiang Zhili introduced Ye Ming solemnly, and finally spoke of his support for Ye Ming.

"Fellow Daoist Ye!" None of the three of them were cunning and cunning. Their strange expressions were instantly wiped away. Now they all put on smiling faces to greet Ye Ming.

Because they all learned from Xiang Zhili what happened in Kunwu Mountain a hundred years ago. At that time, Ye Ming had the strength to defeat the cultivator of the Transformation God. According to common sense, he must be even more powerful at this time! So it seems more polite at this time.

Xiang Zhili then pointed at the old man Mu Guan and said, "Junior brother, this is the master of this room, the supreme elder of the Tianmo Sect, Hu Qinglei, fellow Taoist!"

"Hello fellow Taoist!" Ye Ming hugged his fists and got to know each other again. This old man with a sickly face showed no characteristics of the giant demon lord.

"Haha, since Fellow Daoist Ye is Xiang Xiang's younger brother, I must entertain Fellow Daoist well!" A smile appeared on Hu Laomo's face, without mentioning the fact that the restriction on the mountain gate was broken just now. As for the alchemy monk guarding the gate, that is even less important.

After the two got to know each other, Xiang Zhili pointed at the elderly Taoist priest with his palm and said, "This Taoist brother is Bai Yu, the Supreme Elder of Taiyi Sect, Brother Bai."

Ye Ming's consciousness swept over the Taoist priest and said rather unexpectedly: "I've heard for a long time that fellow Taoist Bai's cultivation is unpredictable. Now that we meet, the rumors are indeed true!"

This old Taoist priest's cultivation level is close to the peak of the early stage of divine transformation, and he is not much worse than Xiang Zhili.

The old Taoist priest stroked his beard with his hand and said with a smile: "Haha, Taoist Ye, you are so grateful. Among us old guys, Brother Xiang is recognized as the number one. My little cultivation is nothing. Besides, I heard Brother Xiang I mentioned you before, saying that if you advance to become a god, you will definitely surpass us old guys, including the one from Ten Thousand Demons Valley!"

"Hey, Senior Brother Xiang wants to flatter me, right? As a newly promoted person, how can I deserve this honor?" Ye Ming waved his hands repeatedly. When others were polite to him, he would naturally respond with a smile.

"Junior Brother Ye, please stop being modest. I am still very accurate. Come on, the person next to me is my good friend Feng Wuyou, Brother Feng!" Xiang Zhili then introduced the last person to Ye Ming.

"I've met fellow Taoist Feng!" Ye Ming bowed his hands to the horse-faced old man and thought to himself, it turns out that this person is Old Monster Feng, who doesn't seem to be easy to get along with.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Ye is really young and promising, I admire you! I heard that Fellow Daoist Ye is not even 400 years old now, right? I think back then, when I was your age, I was only in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, so I was considered a genius. But compared to you now, I am nothing but a waste!" Old Monster Feng said with a smile.

As soon as this person spoke, he was completely inconsistent with his image and acted quite approachable.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Feng has given you the award, I'm just lucky!"

When Hu Laomo saw that several people had gotten to know each other, he immediately stood up and greeted: "Everyone, let's not stand here anymore. Let's go back to the palace to continue the topic. Fellow Taoist Ye happened to be here. I'll have some questions later. I have to ask you for advice.”

Xiang Zhili and the other three people also echoed and said: "It's the best, it's the best!"

"Haha, then it's better to be respectful than to obey!" Ye Ming smiled.

Then everyone escaped from the light and flew towards the center of the building complex.

(End of this chapter)