How to become a wolf demon

Chapter 433

Taibai Jinxing set up auspicious clouds and followed the Lingguan team.According to the order of the Jade Emperor, the Lingguan is not only the guard of honor of Taibai Jinxing, the special envoy of the Heavenly Court, but also the elite combat force to carry out special missions at critical times, and everyone in the Jinxing Mansion rides a large sky boat made of fine gold and flies at the end of the team.

After leaving Tianhe, Lang Xing had already learned about the general relationship between Lingguan Hall and Jinxing Mansion from Li Qiming through Sun Xiaohou, combined with the history of Journey to the West and guesses in his mind, he also deduced the situation of both parties.

"If in the human world, this would be a dispute between religious power and imperial power. It seems that the Jade Emperor is not easy to be!" Lang Xing secretly complained in his heart, but the nervous voice of the canteen steward came from his ear:
"Lang Duxiu, don't take me with you if you want to die! The little Wang Lingguan has the same temper as his old man, and he can't tolerate a little sand. If you let him hear that a demon fairy from the new upper realm dares to arrange him like this, I'm afraid The wolf skin has become a layer of spiritual material on his robe!"

Lu Daoming, who is in charge of the canteen in Jin Xing's mansion, but who is an Earth Immortal, is a thin old man.The two mustaches looked even more obscene. Lang Xing listened to him telling the legend of the god robe, with a foolish smile on his lips, but an imperceptible coldness flashed in his eyes.

Every time the divine robe carries a certain number of spirit patterns, it needs to be covered with a layer of refined spirit skin. The higher the divine robe, the more this is the case. It is said that the divine robe worn by Wang Lingguan is the direct lineage of the bloodline of the ancient slaying real dragon. The descendants were refined.

"So this is Xiao Wang Lingguan."

Lang Xing smacked his lips twice. His cultivation level was higher than that of old man Lu, and the two reached a cooperation in refining monkey wine in the lower realm. They were very comfortable in the dining room. The old Tianma stopped at the tail of the sky boat, and Lang Xing looked up Lying on the carriage is more casual than among Taibai Jinxing disciples.

It is said that Lu Daoming was once an unnamed disciple of Taibai Jinxing, and was a mortal cook in a restaurant in the southern part of the human world until he was 50 years old. Later, he was accidentally discovered by the elders of the local sect. The kitchen knife he used was actually made by a rare spirit He asked for his kitchen knife and took him into the world of practice.

In this way, he rushed to the latest step by step, but he advanced to Sanxian little by little. The sect enshrined Taibai Jinxing, which was one of the human world inheritances of Jinxing Mansion. Later, Lu Daoming came to Jinxing Mansion. His cultivation has been stuck at the high-level earth immortal, and he finally became the steward of the canteen, going around and doing his old job.

It's just that they used to cook for the dignitaries of the world, but now they make fairy treasures for the high-ranking priests.

Lang Xing was interested in his culinary skills, and there was not a little benefit in the conversation. After all, the two had just met, and Old Man Lu also agreed with a smile. Before seeing the real benefits, he probably wouldn't tell the truth.

Lang Xing was not in a hurry either, he was sure that Lu Daoming's biggest obsession was to be promoted to the rank of immortal, to prove it to those who laughed at him behind his back for "unknown way".

And Lang Xing, who has been promoted by the stone monkey once and caused fluctuations in the Dao, knows that as long as he protects the old man Lu to perceive the fluctuations in the Dao when the stone monkey is promoted to the heavenly immortal, the old man Lu, who has a solid foundation in cultivation, should also be able to touch the opportunity of promotion .

"I heard from Immortal Qiming that Xianzhen seldom eats on weekdays, so why do you have to bring a canteen with you this time?"

Lang Xing's spiritual consciousness was extended to the limit, comparable to ordinary high-level angels. At the same time, the wolf's eyes on the heart lake opened, and he vigilantly sensed the hostility around him through his mind. On the surface, he chatted with Old Man Lu without any abnormality.

"Although the gods are bigu, the spiritual meal can satisfy their desire for tongue and tongue. In addition, Taoism believes in food and medicine. Many special food recipes also have magical effects such as healing, rejuvenating, and breaking barriers. This special food is called Xianzhen."

"After the gods have reached a certain level of cultivation, they don't bother to make ordinary spiritual meals by themselves. Not everyone knows how to make Xianzhen. To a certain extent, it is similar to alchemy. Of course, the best one made by Xianzhen is directly given to the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother. In addition to being the God of Cookery who serves imperial meals, my old Lu also ranks first among the dining rooms in all the mansions!"

"What are we doing in the underworld? Surrender! You can't just stand up and talk about surrendering. Naturally, you have to choose a spiritual place that both parties can accept, put on the fairy wine, and talk while eating!"

The old man Lu smiled triumphantly, and Lang Xing secretly laughed in his heart. The gods in the heaven are also particular, but since ancient times, the banquet of recruiting and surrendering is most likely to be a Hongmen banquet, but I don't know if Taibai Jinxing has the ability to play the trick of throwing cups.

After being praised by Lang Xing for his knowledge and knowledge, the old man Lu satisfied the vanity he suppressed in front of acquaintances on weekdays, and whispered mysteriously: "It is said that the place of this banquet is at the foot of Meishan Mountain outside Guanjiangkou. Nine Heavens Smite Demon Patriarch is the middleman, so we are also flying to Meishan now."

"Elder Qiming and the others all said that the Patriarch of the Nine Heavens Destroying Demons is the senior brother of Marshal Tianpeng, so Yang Jian can go to the banquet with peace of mind?"

The old man Lu chuckled, rubbed his fingers together, cast a hidden look, smacked his mouth and didn't speak.

It's on my old wolf's head to be ripped off!
Lang Xing, who has always been a scammer, silently took out a small pot of monkey wine and handed it to old man Lu, and with a flash of inspiration in his hand, the monkey wine disappeared without a trace.

"I'm not here for the next step, let's refine wine and practice wine tasting skills!" Old man Lu laughed, "The ancestor of Nine Heavens Smite Demons has a much higher level of cultivation than Marshal Tianpeng. Great formation, never going to the upper realm, the status is about the same as Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in Lingshan, both..."

He scratched his head and didn't know how to describe it. Lang Xing was a little surprised and said, "They are all princes from one side? The Jade Emperor has limited control over him?"

Old man Lu nodded: "Almost, although not everyone knows these things, but after hanging out in the heavenly court for a long time, they know a little bit."

At this time, his expression was as vivid as those taxi drivers who dared to talk about everything under the feet of Lang Xing's previous emperor...

At this moment, Lang Xing was stunned for a moment, and then his face changed drastically. The wolf fur all over his body quickly turned golden. He pulled old man Lu and shouted: "There is an ambush! If you don't want to die, follow me closely! If you dare to hit me Bamboo stick, can't let you die!"

The sky boat began to shake violently, and the Lingguan who was riding a horse in the strong wind was enveloped by the black mist that suddenly appeared around him. On the sky boat.

As if all of a sudden, strands of black mist were permeating everywhere in the wind, and the spirit robes rushing to the front were shining brightly, but failed to break through the black mist, and could only barely move closer to each other, forming a formation of their own accord. Bao, Wang Yiling's angry roar seemed to come from a very long distance, only a faint voice came out.

In the sky on the right side of Taibai Jinxing, the wind that had not been abnormal before suddenly stopped, and amidst the flickering of light and shadow, dozens of mysterious strong men wrapped in black robes stopped in front of him.

The leading black-robed powerhouse held a dead wooden stick, exuding an indescribably rotten aura, and shot a black pistol. Instead of attacking Taibai Jinxing, it shot directly at Tianzhou...

(End of this chapter)