Why do they always think that I am the hidden immortal emperor?

Huangshi snorted coldly and nodded, "So what? Although the sea is rough at night, who of you and I didn't experience a crueler test when we were young? In order to see the immortal, it doesn't matter just crossing the sea. ?”

Hearing these words, Jian Chen sighed inexplicably.

Indeed, the two have been fighting each other for tens of thousands of years.

From the original genius of the good devil to the former leader of the good devil.

I have seen too many cruel things and experienced too many.

After sighing, Jian Chen said seriously:

"I'd like to remind you that Senior Ye Jiu also has Senior Chen Lian next to him. Don't underestimate Senior Chen Lian just because Senior Chen Lian seems to be just a Nascent Soul. These two are both superpowers in the immortal world. "

"Senior Chen Lian? Could it be that guy from the school..."

Huangshi recalled a list he had seen of the Xianzi Academy, and there was a girl named Chen Lian on it.

"Yes, that school was built by my two seniors. They are experiencing life in the lower world and need a school for fun."

After Jian Chen finished speaking, he bowed in the direction of Ye Jiu's house again.

This bow is not for anything else, but to express gratitude to Senior Ye Jiu for his great kindness.

Huang Shi also followed suit and made the same move.

After the two stood up, Jian Chen's eyes gradually became filled with admiration, and he continued:

"Don't think that seniors are just doing it for fun. After all, there are many ways to have fun. Entering the school is actually the most boring one. The real purpose of the seniors is... to save the immortal cultivators in Bahuang."

As soon as these words came out, Huang Shi took a deep breath.

He understood again.

"Two seniors, is the purpose of establishing this school to provide young monks with a safe and powerful platform for growth? In this way, the younger generation of monks in the entire Bahuang Realm will definitely be better than ever before. You have to be talented! Hiss!”

The desolate world was shocked!

He looked blankly at the door of Ye Jiu's house, "Seniors... you are so kind..."

At this moment, Ye Jiu was wrapping wontons, completely unaware that he was so kind.

Chapter 1·This is a test

With excitement and nervousness.

Under the leadership of Jian Chen, Huang Shi stood in front of Ye Jiu's house.

Looking at this wooden door that looked like an ordinary mortal's home, Huang Shi felt inexplicably insignificant.

It was as if, standing in front of this door, he had turned into a tiny piece of gravel.

Looking up, I can't see the top.

Jian Chen on the side also felt the same.

But how many times before, including when I came here just now, was it like this?

Jian Chen's heart tightened. This was probably not a test given by his seniors in the desolate world, but he was just following along and was affected.

He took a step back, and sure enough, the door in front of him became its original appearance again.

But Huangshi still maintained his original appearance, looking up.

Jian Chen secretly sighed, the first time he came, it was brought by his senior himself, so there was no test, but this time he came to become a new chess piece.

It is also necessary to have tests.

He pushed back a few steps and chose to wait.

These two people didn't know.

Outside the courtyard wall, a hairpin is being grasped by a peach tree branch to release its power.

What Huang Shi and Jian Chen saw were all hallucinations caused by the Peach Blossom Demon manipulating the prosperous hairpin of the fantasy star.

Seeing them in distress after being blocked from the door, Peach Blossom Demon only found it very interesting.

At this moment, Huang Shi felt extremely calm in his heart.

He didn't make any move, just looked up at the door.

Gradually, he seemed to have crossed time, and tens of thousands of years had passed.

It seemed like only a moment had passed.

The world gradually changed, and he saw that his Ten Thousand Demons Tower had become the number one sect in the Eight Desolations.

He saw Jian Chen, the supreme master of the Supreme Sword Sect, being trampled under his feet and crying bitterly.

Finally, he saw himself becoming an immortal, traveling in Taixu, holding the sky in his hands, and stepping on the earth with his feet.

In a trance, he became the master of the Eight Wastelands.

The heart of the desolate world is in chaos.

This is his desire.

Naked desire.

Even if even one of them is realistic, his path has been completed and he has become the Lord of all demons.

But, is that really good?

His chaotic mind at this moment made his consciousness gradually sluggish.

The inner demons of the devil's path are extremely huge.

A voice sounded in his mind.

"Here, you are the lord of the Eight Wastelands, you are a god from heaven, don't leave~ This place...is your lifelong dream."

The sound is very seductive.

Huang Shi knew clearly that this was the inner demon that he had suppressed in his heart for countless years.

It appears now to take away his consciousness and replace him in the desolate world.

To be honest, for a moment, Huang Shi's heart was moved.

Even if it is false, as long as it continues, what does it matter if it is true or false?

But...it's still fake after all, isn't it?

"No, these are no longer my dreams."

The sword Ye Jiu used on the dock came to his mind.

His dream, now, is that.

Even if you can only complete one ten thousandth of it, it is better than the dirty desire you have now!

Boom!

A thunder exploded in his ears, and the inner demons of the desolate world smiled and gradually disappeared amid bursts of enlightenment.

From then on, the demon cultivator lived in a desolate world, trapped by the unintentional demon.

The end of his journey turned into a heavy sword filled with evil energy!

"More guidance from seniors!!"

Huang Shi's eyes changed from turbid to bright. He suddenly bent over and lowered his head towards Ye Jiu's house.

He knew that this test was not just a test, but also a reward from his seniors.

Although the demon cultivator without the inner demon will lose a bit of madness, the demonic energy it possesses will be more pure and powerful.

There is a feeling in Huangshi that now he can play with his former self at the palm of his hand.

And the reason for all this is just something I realized in front of Senior Ye Jiu's house.

Beside the wall of the courtyard, the fantasy star prosperous hairpin panicked. It did not expect that a mortal who could only achieve the Great Perfection of Tribulation could break through its illusion. Even though the illusion was not at full strength, this was the first time that this happened.

The peach blossom demon felt bored and said to the hairpin with disdain:

"No wonder those guys in the house called you little trash. That's not wrong at all. Forget it, go back."

"I, I am rubbish...wuwuwu..."

Huan Xing's bustling hairpin's mentality collapsed. When he thought about being laughed at by other big brothers and sisters after he went back, he really wanted to get into the soil and build a tomb for himself.

Even a non-immortal mortal can't handle it. Is it really rubbish?

Ye Jiu in the yard was teaching Chen Lian how to make wontons, and was a little confused when he heard the sound coming from outside.

"It's so late, why is someone shouting at someone's door?"

"You want me to go take a look, brother?"

"No, you stay here and play, I'll go." Ye Jiu pinched Chen Lian's soft and tender face, patted the flour on his hands, and walked towards the courtyard door.

Outside the hospital, after Jian Chen heard Huang Shi shouting, he immediately ran up and covered his mouth, and said angrily:

"Why are you shouting so loudly!? Senior Ye Jiu doesn't like making noise! ​​Do you want to kill me? You bastard!"

Hearing what Jian Chen said, Huang Shi also became nervous, "I, I don't know, why didn't you tell me earlier!"

"You! Alas..."

Jian Chen helplessly raised his forehead, how could he have fought with such a stupid person for tens of thousands of years?

Could it be that he is also stupid?

孽 孽!

"There is nothing I can do. Now I can only pray that the seniors will not be angry. Later, you can plead guilty and stop harming me!"

"I, I know."

If someone saw the appearance and conversation of these two old men at this moment, they would probably laugh their heads off.

It's almost as funny as a comedy.

At this time, the courtyard door was gradually opened, and the two old men looked at the courtyard door in unison.

There was cold sweat on their heads and backs that should not be seen in immortal cultivators of their level.

Huang Shi swallowed his saliva, and the sword used by Senior Ye Jiu kept reappearing in his mind.

After the door actually opened, Ye Jiu looked at the two people, one kneeling and one standing, in confusion, "What are you doing?"

As soon as these words came out, Huangshi immediately bowed and said loudly:

"I'm sorry, senior. I was too loud just now and I disturbed you. It's up to you whether you want to kill me or cut me into pieces!"

Jian Chen on the side wanted to give this guy a slap in the face, but he said he should keep his voice down?

Why didn't you think this guy was so noisy before?

Senior Ye Jiu might not have been angry at first, but now he might really feel noisy.

"Ye, Senior Ye Jiu, that...he, he...didn't mean it. Please give me a punishment."

"Punishment? What are you talking about? Uncle Jian, is this your friend?"

"Yes, yes, he..."

Before Jian Chen could finish speaking, Huang Shi had already understood that he was actually making a loud noise again. Immediately, his body became cold, his knees bent, and he was about to kneel down to apologize.

He has already thought about it.

Even if you lose your dignity, you must win the forgiveness of your seniors.

After all, this is the last chance for the devil.

Just before he was about to kneel down, Ye Jiu grabbed his shoulders and said in a cold voice:

"Uncle, don't kneel down. Once you kneel down, you won't be able to stand up again."

Chapter 1·Another poor uncle

Huang Shi's legs were trembling slightly. Ye Jiu grabbed his shoulders and lifted him up, finally pulling him up. "So, it's so late, Uncle Jian, why did you bring your friend here? Could it be?" There is no place to live on Xuefu Island, do you want to get a room here with me?"

Ye Jiu's voice was not too enthusiastic.