The two demons came out of the grave alone, fell into the sea, and crossed large and small fragmented islands, desolate and uninhabited, and there was really no life at all.
Xiping Mountain on Wangyue Lake also has no inspiration, towering into the clouds, there are no spiritual objects, but there are some mortal plants growing anyway, there is not even ordinary vegetation here, but it is bare and a piece of sand and stones.
Li Zhouwei didn't just look at these things on the surface, but secretly cared about them in his heart:
"Although this place is extremely barren, it is not too empty, it is a good place to escape the prying eyes of the Purple Mansion, but it's a pity that you can't practice."
The bearded monster waited aside, Ding Jiao was in a bad mood, and didn't say much to him, driving the spiritual weapon past, the blue water scale beast was like a shiny underwater mountain range, quietly dormant on the seabed.
"Three lords!"
Dongfang Dingjiao obviously had no interest in talking to him, and the black-armored monster could see at a glance that he was in a bad mood, docile like a sheep, Ding Jiao waved his hand and ran down, waving his whip to control the beast.
Ding Jiao fell to the front of the hall, shook off his robe, and then let out a breath, a smile appeared, and said softly:
"Please!"
The two demons entered alone, but found that there was already a person standing in the hall, with neatly arranged cuffs and some elegant smiles on their faces.
"I have seen His Highness the Crown Prince! I have seen two Taoist friends!"
"Heyun Shibo!"
Ding Jiao hurriedly stepped back, bowed quite respectfully, the dragon prince was full of smiles, and said politely:
"Uncle Shibo has a lot of affairs every day, and it is really rare to be able to come to my palace to talk!"
Dongfang Heyun saluted politely and said softly:
"I heard that the prince was in this dangerous place, so I waited here early, and I accompanied him all the way, but I was afraid of disturbing His Highness's interest, so I didn't make a sound..."
He always slowed down Dongfang Dingjiao by half a step, sent him to the main seat, and waited for all the guests to be seated, then sat down on the side, rolled up his sleeves very elegantly, and said softly:
"After all, Li Xunquan is a thousand-year-old demon anyway, he is delirious anyway, even if he is bound by the rope of Yuan Xi, he will inevitably stretch out his claws, there are also many dangers underground, although His Highness is powerful, the terrible thing is to frighten the driver and offend the guests."
"Thank you, Uncle!"
Dongfang Dingjiao was also full of smiles by him, and Bai Rong carefully observed Dongfang Heyun, secretly surprised in his heart:
"This is Dongfang Heyun? I see that except that he has no magical powers, he is no different from the Purple Mansion, no wonder Tuoba Chongyuan was beaten to death by him, this dragon cloud may be able to protect itself in the hands of the Purple Mansion..."
He looked at it three or two times, and then became suspicious again:
"Is he really not at the Purple Mansion level? There is only one dragon cloud in the world, who can understand his true strength? Could it be that he has reached the level of the Purple Mansion, and the Dragon Lord has hidden his magical powers!"
Ding Jiao paused and said softly:
"Uncle, I don't know [Yuxi Shulin Suo], can you tell me about it?"
"Oh?"
Dongfang Heyun said softly:
"[Yuxi Shulin Suo] is Yao Chenlin's magic weapon, this spiritual rope is used to consume the mind with the extreme pain in the world, you are young, you don't know."
"Pain is not a trivial matter, but the first enemy of the mind, long-term torture, tears cannot be stopped, hatred, love, seeking the Dao... Forget everything, only remember the pain, and only hope for a moment of rest."
"[Yuxi Shu Lin Suo] is this use."
His tone was calm, with a taste of elegance, but what he said was a little cruel:
"This thing only loves to listen to people begging for mercy, often tighter and tighter, and the cracks and pains are infinite, but it howls and begs for mercy, it can be relaxed a little, and if it stops in its mouth, it will hurt a hundred times more, and it is just to use this method to kill the mind."
"For thousands of years, the only thing left in my mind was the thought of begging for mercy to rest, and Li Xunquan was able to respond, which shows the strength of his mind."
"What a ruthless baby..."
Dongfang Heyun talked all the way, Dongfang Dingjiao's brows never let go, he was the closest to Wei Li, and he immediately fell silent.
Dongfang Heyun finished chatting with Ding Jiao, took a sip of wine, glanced at Li Zhouwei, and said with a smile:
"This is Bai Lin!"
"Minghuang has seen seniors..."
Li Zhouwei replied, Dongfang Heyun only nodded, didn't say much to him, and said to the fox:
"Say hello to my lord for me."
He said a few polite words, quickly retreated, bowed in front of the hall, and disappeared, leaving Li Zhouwei with a meaningful look.
Ding Jiao was in a much better mood, raised a glass to the two of them, and looked at the direction where Dongfang Heyun was leaving, secretly happy in his heart.
The dragon sons have always been the most precious group in the East China Sea, and they rarely take foundation building in their eyes, he Dongfang Ding Jiao has always been gentle, and for these foundations, and even Dongfang Heyun, not to say that he is polite, at least courtesy.
"Those brothers... He has a strong desire to drive Heyun Shibo, and has the intention of giving orders on big and small things... It's time to be embarrassed now!"
Dongfang Heyun naturally had a good attitude towards him, and he was replaced by other dragons, escorting him all the way to the sky, where would he make a special trip to meet him, and politely come to have a glass of wine?
"Dongfang Heyun is just one of them, and there will be Minghuang and Bai Rong in the future..."
He stared quietly into the distance, and after a long time turned his head to look at Li Zhouwei, he was quite happy and said softly:
"Since Minghuang doesn't want to accept the ancient spiritual weapon, how can he let the two brothers run for nothing? That's not mine!"
Dongfang Ding Jiao clapped his hands gently, and two demons came up from outside the hall, both holding stone boxes, respectfully walking forward, and Ding corrected himself and said:
"Two brothers, I can't refuse this thing, as the host, I'm just expressing my feelings!"
Li Zhouwei saw the stone box being delivered, and he was already prepared, thinking in his heart:
"This is what the white banyan fox said about befriending the two of us..."
Ding Jiao may not know who is in the abyss, but as an inviter, he probably knows that the person below is a victim of Luoxia Mountain, and he knows that this person is related to both the dragon genus and Wei Li.
"If not, why do you have to call me? How can it play a role in making friends?"
And more thinking, I'm afraid it's still a game between the dragon genus and Luoxia Mountain, Ding Jiao presented all this nakedly, almost clearly telling his own Luoxia Mountain with bad intentions.
"Dongfang Heyun even came out of the cave and showed up and told me how painful [Yuxi Shu Lin Suo] is - Luoxia Mountain is like this to the late Prince Li of Wei, to my Li family, to my Li Zhouwei, can you still have good intentions?"
"The dragon was friends with Wei Li many years ago, and now I invited me to the sea as soon as I built the foundation, and my attitude is very clear... As for the Dali Mountain fox tribe... What role does it play in it?"