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The main peak of Dahei Mountain is the tallest and steepest cliff. Standing in front of the Ghost King Palace, you can have a panoramic view of the entire Dahei Mountain.

Bee tower pavilions, surrounded by palaces. The heights are winding and the corners and eaves offset each other.

It's like a fairyland shrine hidden in the mountains and rivers.

It was said to be dusk, but the sky was already dark. All you can see is that the lights in the city are brightly lit, and demons are walking around in the mountain city. They look like they are rejoicing after a disaster, and they are noisy but also lively.

Without the support of the army and the foundation-building demons, the mountain guarding formation bloomed its last light in the embers of the setting sun, and then disappeared.

It's not that it disappeared completely, but it was hidden.

After all, the formation is still useful.

It's just that the manpower and material resources required to support such a large formation are too huge.

If it had not been for a war or an extremely dangerous disaster, Daheishan would not have spent so many resources to support such a large formation.

Even for someone like Tu Shanjun who didn't have much idea about spirit stones and other materials, he couldn't help but feel distressed.

Standing in front of the Ghost King's Hall, looking at Ma Lu who was guarding the door, and Nie Quanjiu who left the formation and came to the Ghost King's Hall, Tu Shanjun suddenly understood.

Nie Quanjiu should have wanted to enter the temple in the Ghost King's Palace to take out what he had told him.

It's not like Tushanjun didn't have any backup plans.

He doesn't like to put expectations on others. It's better to control the situation by himself.

If Yangcheng cannot take action, it also needs to have countermeasures.

Even if the last three new golden elixirs didn't obey his orders, Ma Lu would definitely enter the Ghost King's Palace, and it would be more than enough to fish out Xiao Jinghong.

As for the rest of the matter, even if Tushanjun can't do it, he doesn't have the ability to continue to take care of it.

Seeing Tu Shanjun approaching, Nie Quanjiu and Malu bowed and said, "Your Majesty."

The two seemed to have had a dispute, but they were both about the same thing about winning, and the excitement and joy on their faces was beyond words.

Tu Shanjun stopped and stepped into the main hall first. When he passed by the two of them, he said calmly: "Let's go."

As Lord Tushan's loud voice spread throughout Daheishan, even though the monsters already knew victory was coming when they saw the giant ship retreating, they were still not as shocked as the King himself telling them.

They withstood the attack and attack of the Tianji giant ship and won!

"Roar!"

The entire Daheishan erupted into violent cheers.

The demon soldiers and ghost soldiers opened their mouths to roar, beat the weapons in their hands, and some even beat their own chests, lying on the ground enjoying their lives.

"Your Majesty, we have a great victory."

The demon ghost next to the blue-eyed ghost king had tears in his eyes.

Just as the blue-eyed ghost king was about to say something, he felt his body lighten up, and it turned out that he had been thrown into the air by his own men.

"Victory." The blue-eyed ghost king laughed loudly, as if tears were about to come out from his laughter.

They were not facing any kittens or puppies, but the top sects of the Small Wasteland. Even Sunset Mountain and the Heavenly Ghost King in the depths of the Netherworld did not dare to provoke Sunset Mountain. They did not expect that they would win.

Tie Yu, wearing a bamboo hat, folded his knife-like wings, stood on the sentry tower, and made a loud sound.

He flapped his wings and flew to Tie Yu's side, saying excitedly: "It feels so good to be alive."

The Jin-haired Demon couldn't help but laugh as he looked at the roaring demon soldiers and ghost soldiers. He turned back and looked in the direction of the Ghost King's Palace: "I didn't expect that I would be able to survive at the hands of Sunset Mountain in my lifetime. Seriously..."

"It's incredible."

Qingjiao couldn't help but sigh. In this battle, they were sitting at the node of the formation, and the pressure they felt was extraordinary. More than 100,000 or 200,000 demon soldiers and ghost soldiers can only block the peak of Sunset Mountain's golden elixir with a large formation.

If the king hadn't taken action, no matter how strong the formation was, it would have been broken sooner or later.

As for the so-called won't kill them, just listen to it. Life and death cannot be controlled in one's own hands, which will breed fear and panic.

They are all under such great pressure, so you can imagine what the king is dealing with.

Looking back, the little monsters were squeezing towards him desperately, and the ghost soldiers were looking at him with eager eyes. Qingjiao was a little uncomfortable with it.

The golden-haired demon laughed loudly, hugged Qingjiao's shoulders and said loudly: "How does it feel to be worshiped by others?"

Qingjiao chuckled and said, "Not bad."

When the big formation attacked, he was at the forefront of the demon soldiers and ghost soldiers.

At that time, I didn’t even know what was going on, I just wanted to block it with my life. When he came back to his senses, the demon soldiers and ghost soldiers around him had already regarded him as their backbone, commanding and prohibiting them as if they were arms.

"It's so majestic. I wonder when we will become Jindan monks."

"Stone dog, what are you looking at?"

"I want to go to the Ghost King's Palace."

"Without the strength to build a foundation, there is no way to go to the Ghost King Palace."

Shigou gritted his teeth and said, "Then build the foundation!"

There are countless little demons and ghosts who think like stone dogs.

They have never been as eager as today for their cultivation to reach the foundation, so that they can enter the Ghost King Palace majestically surrounded by demons and see the king who is like a legend to them.

Tonight, it is destined to be difficult to sleep.

Drinks were brought out in buckets, and then quickly distributed, no matter what kind of bowl and basin they were holding, they all held a glass.

…

Seeing that the originally spacious hall was filled with foundation-building demons, Tushanjun laughed, raised the wine bottle in his hand and said, "Today, have a drink."

"Respect your Majesty."

"I'll have a drink first."

"good."

"..."

Tushanjun also didn't ask Miss Long'er to sing the ceremony, so he couldn't help but relax. All the monsters say everything, and they are not all unified. Because of this, it seems lively.

If you have to be polite and upright even when drinking, what's the point?

Don't forget, these are all monsters in front of you, and they don't know how to obey the rules.

If we don’t have enough drinks, we’ll buy them from the branch of Guxian Tower.

Perhaps he drank too much, and Nie Quanjiu started to talk a lot, tossing and turning over and over again. It turns out that Tu Shanjun didn't notice it, but it turned out that Nie Quanjiu had read a book, and he still remembers it to this day.

As a prime minister, he usually behaves quite competently, doesn't talk too much, and rarely talks useless nonsense.

It turned out to be holding a shelf.

Now that I am a little more drunk, it is inevitable that some of my true nature will be exposed.

No matter how powerful the monks are, they all have their own unspeakable sufferings, difficulties in the past, or confusion about the future. When encountering disasters, they will not be able to tell the difference clearly.

After drinking for a while, Nie Quanjiu fell drunk and fell asleep at his desk.

Tu Shanjun laughed dumbly.

This is also his fault for leaving all the government affairs in Daheishan to Nie Quanjiu. In order to live up to his trust, Nie Quanjiu kept everything in order and followed the general direction set by Tu Shanjun.

Tushanjun is used to using himself as an animal, and he will bring this bad habit to others. I feel that since I'm a monk anyway, I basically don't need to rest, so I just keep running for twelve hours a day.

In fact, monks are also living beings, whether they are humans or monsters, they will all get tired.

Even Tushanjun himself was actually tired, but it was only because his cultivation level was high that he could withstand it, so it didn't show up.

"Your Majesty, I want to resign from the position of Captain."

"Why?"

"I want to retreat to comprehend the realm and improve my cultivation."

Tu Shanjun didn't think much about it, but nodded and said: "That's right, you can apply for the elixir-forming spiritual object after you reach the false elixir realm."

Malu let out a sigh of relief.

He was actually somewhat reluctant to give up the position of captain, but he was really powerless in this battle. Realizing that his cultivation was insufficient, he felt that cultivation was more important.

If you have cultivation, you have everything. If you don't have cultivation, all you have is nothing but flowers in the mirror.

The blue-eyed ghost king, on the other hand, drank cup after cup, and the people around him offered toasts to everyone, as if he wanted to drink himself down.

Most of them drank wine with the blue-eyed ghost king, but were drunk by him. The blue-eyed ghost king stepped on the table with one foot and held up a wine bottle as big as a watermelon in his hand to meet the challenge of the demon beside him.

Of course, there are also those who roll around on the ground like crazy after drinking too much.

Tushanjun did not blame him and ordered the monster to carry Juduo aside.

Sitting on the throne, few demons and monsters dared to touch Tushanjun. Even if there was admiration and yearning in his eyes, they would only come to offer a toast and respectfully push him down.

No matter how rude the demons and ghosts were, they would not dare to be rude to Tushanjun.

Tushanjun didn't care and forced them to drink, which was not beautiful. It is better to let him experience the feeling of being cold at a high place. Anyway, for him, it is better for him to stay quietly in this atmosphere.

Empress Ye Ling seemed to have something to say. While the other monks were having fun, she walked up to Tu Shanjun and whispered: "Your Majesty, I am willing to submit..."

Looking at the seductive eyes that pretended to be silky, Tu Shanjun probably knew what the other party wanted to say.

Wei Wei raised her hand to stop Ye Ling from speaking.

Tu Shanjun sighed and said: "You don't need to worry, let alone promise me in exchange for my trust. Since you have embarked on the path of cultivation, there is nothing wrong with thinking more about yourself."

"Dependence on others is not a good policy after all."

"At least here, you don't have to compromise. There are rewards for merit and punishment for demerits, that's all."

Ye Ling froze on the spot, her charming flower-like face under the red robe was full of astonishment and surprise, as if she did not expect to hear such words. That indifferent gaze is as eye-catching as the starry sky.

At this time, Ye Ling suddenly understood Nie Quanjiu.

This really makes people want to follow it willingly.

Ye Ling suddenly laughed, raised his hands and saluted, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Let's go." Tu Shanjun waved his hand.

…

The party ended in the middle of the night.

Of course, there is no such thing as night and day for a monk.

But they can't get carried away. It should be noted that although they solved Sunset Mountain, they actually secretly offended the Ghost King of Netherworld. Although the Heavenly Ghost King did not dare to take action, he had to guard against it.

We should patrol the mountains when we should, and practice when we should practice.

The spiritual field needs monks to guard it, and the mineral veins still need to be mined.

There are still a lot of chores left for them.

Tushanjun stood up.

He felt some vibrations coming from the temple behind him, so he went to see what was going on.