The Great Demon King's face changed slightly, "You want the body of the saint?"

The Styx Patriarch nodded and said with a smile, "It seems that you really know where it is."

The Great Demon King's eyes kept flashing, and he said, "The body of the saint is indeed in my demon clan, but what do you want them to do? Do you want to use the body of the saint to cultivate?"

The Blood Sea is naturally the most evil thing in this world. The mosquito Taoists born in it can suck blood to strengthen themselves. The Styx Patriarch cultivates the blood and killing ways, and cultivates by killing and devouring thousands of souls.

It is easy to guess his purpose.

"That's right." The ancestor of the Styx admitted it very generously, and then said: "Don't worry, I have an old relationship with your Lord Demon God. Doing this will be beneficial to you demons." A

red light flashed in the eyes of the Great Demon King, and he snorted coldly: "Huh, how can I trust you?"

The last time he borrowed the God-killing Spear, the ancestor of the Styx already had a stain in the demon clan. This time he still wants to take advantage of it. Do you think that our demon clan is easy to bully and regard us as a treasure land for wooling?

"Back then, you demon gods fought with Daozu and were eventually defeated by Daozu. You also recuperated in my sea of ​​blood for tens of thousands of years. I do have an old relationship with you."

The old ancestor of the Styx told the story, and then said, "You demon gods have already informed me of this catastrophe, and we have a plan! Originally, the earth and the sky were connected, and the human race's luck declined greatly. It was your demon race that took advantage of the situation to rise up and replace the human race, creating endless killings, and the Styx The river can collect endless souls, which is a win-win strategy, but I don't know what happened, and the plan has a loophole. "

Originally, the demons were able to crush the human race, but suddenly the emperor of man came to the world, the new Buddhism was established, and the Jedi Tiantong also ended abruptly, which made the human race's fortune soar. On the other hand, the demons are going downhill at an unimaginable speed, and it is hard to defend against them.

The big demon frowned and looked at the ancestor of the Styx without saying a word.

"In fact, this catastrophe was also partly the work of your demon god. He was defeated by Daozu back then, but this time he forced Hongjun to compromise."

The old ancestor of the Styx smiled, obviously knowing a lot about various secrets, and continued: "Moreover, the current situation does not allow you to hesitate. Buddhism, the Heavenly Palace, the Underworld, and the demon race are all rising. As long as they are given time, your demon race will never be able to make a breakthrough!"

"You have a way?" The Great Demon King looked at the old ancestor of the Styx and said unconvincedly: "It's not that I look down on you. The story of Kunpeng being stewed into a pot of soup and eaten is spreading like wildfire in the three realms. You have heard about it, right? How do you think you compare to Kunpeng?"

"That's why I came to you."

The eyes of the Styx Patriarch sank, and he said solemnly: "Kunpeng is the best example. If we don't take action, I'm afraid that the only result waiting for us is death, and the only way is... to go one step further!"

"Go one step further?" The Great Demon King stared at the Styx Patriarch, his face full of suspicion, "Do you still want to become a saint?"

"Haha, this is what you demons told me. In fact, the realm above the Golden Immortal is not the Saint!"

The eyes of the old man Minghe were shining, with excitement and eagerness, he said in a concentrated voice: "Saint is just a respectful title, it is the fruit position rewarded by the Heavenly Dao! And the realm above the Golden Immortal should be the Hunyuan Golden Immortal!"

In fact, the so-called Saint is just a title for the Heavenly Dao, equivalent to the title of "Three Good Students", and it cannot represent the realm of cultivation.

"So that's it."

The face of the Great Demon King showed a trace of sudden realization. Minghe is indeed an old fox, and he actually knows so many things.

But he still hesitated.

The Styx Patriarch said, "In our current situation, you have no choice but to trust me!"

The Great Devil gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, follow me!"

No matter what, it would be great to be able to cause trouble to the Heavenly Palace.

...

The backyard of the quadrangle.

Li Nianfan put away the carving knife, took the red gourd, looked it up and down, and nodded with satisfaction.

The appearance of the gourd has not changed much, but there is a phoenix pattern on the belly of the gourd. The phoenix spreads its wings, full of nobility, pride and mystery, which is completely consistent with the temperament of the Fire Phoenix.

Li Nianfan has seen the real body of the Fire Phoenix several times. Because of curiosity, he deliberately observed it carefully. He is very familiar with every part of it and does not need to rely on imagination.

It is natural to carve it with ease.

However, during these three days, Li Nianfan's achievements were not limited to this gourd.

He looked at the ground in front of him, where there were two peach wood swords.

The peach wood swords were only the size of a palm, and the appearance was very simple, just the shape of a sword, with no other patterns on them, but they were extremely exquisite and looked very pleasing to the eye.

These two peach wood swords were for Nannan and Long'er. Once he started carving, Li Nianfan's hands started to itch. He happened to see a peach tree nearby, so he had the idea of ​​carving peach wood swords, hoping to ward off evil spirits.

Li Nianfan put away the gourd, raised his hand and picked up the peach wood swords on the ground, ready to give Huofeng and the others a surprise.

However, when he saw the leaf that fell from the peach wood sword, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he raised his hand to take it and examined it.

The leaf was extremely green, and there seemed to be a faint light flashing on it, looking like jade, and the veins of the leaf were clear, and the surface was smooth and flat, but it was surprisingly soft in the hand, and had a very textured feel.

The leaf floated down from the sapling that was first planted by the pond. The sapling is now more than one person tall, and the leaves are surprisingly lush, shining in the sun.

"It would be a pity if such a nice leaf is not used to play the flute."

Li Nianfan thought to himself and gently stroked the edge of the leaf with his fingers. He sat by the pond, enjoying the breeze blowing through the willows and looking at the lake and mountains in the yard. He suddenly felt his heart was clear and he had an even stronger urge to play music. The sound of

the wind, the sound of the flowing water, and the sound of the swaying leaves all became the most beautiful scenery in the backyard.

He looked at the old turtle resting by the pond again, and immediately his feet rose up into the clouds and floated on the old turtle's back. From a high place, he could see the whole yard.

Then, with a slight smile, he casually sat on the back of the old turtle, and in this picturesque scenery, he brought the leaves to his mouth, and then pursed his lips lightly, and a melodious music floated out.

"Tut-tut-tut--"

Unlike musical instruments, the sound of blowing leaves is very soft and not penetrating enough, but it is the purest natural sound, like a breeze blowing on the face, making people feel comfortable and at ease.

The music flowed in the empty backyard, like water waves, rippling from Li Nianfan's lips.

At this moment, the wind stopped, the clouds stopped, and the whole world seemed to be still.

The trees that were originally swaying suddenly stopped, but if you look closely, you will find that although their leaves are no longer swaying, their trunks are trembling slightly.

This is because of excitement.

It has begun, the master has begun to improvise and send us good fortune!

As the elders who followed Li Nianfan, they have also experienced this phenomenon several times.

Perhaps it was inspired or it might be a whim, the master would suddenly enter a certain state, either playing the piano and composing music, or reciting poems and painting, to express his inner emotions.

Originally, this is just a very common thing for anyone, because emotions and thoughts will exist as long as one is alive, but... the master is such a being, his every word and action will contain the truth, not to mention when he is inspired.

The power of the great way contained in it is like a baptism, sweeping the whole world, and can make every place it passes through completely reborn!

The music flows out like water.

On the side, the halo of light emitted by the peaches on the peach tree can't help but become brighter. With the music, it sways slightly like a child. The plum tree that had not yet borne fruit suddenly quietly emerged a small fruit. The fragrance of flowers in the whole yard became more intense, and the grass became greener.

The golden flame bees that were still buzzing and flying all returned to their nests, controlling the amplitude of their wings, without making any sound, and lying at the entrance of the hive, listening carefully.

Two five-colored sacred cows sat with their legs bent, leaning against each other, wandering along with the music.

Under Li Nianfan, the old turtle was motionless.

In the pool of water, fine ripples rippled out, and the golden dragon floated under the water, twisting its body, closing its eyes and intoxicated.

This music seemed to have a strange magic. Wherever it passed, any sound would disappear involuntarily, making people's minds empty, making people seem to turn into wind, into sunlight, and merge into this world... The

music was like water, overflowing from the backyard and flowing slowly outward.