Half a month passed in a flash, and Shu Jinran and his four men also set foot on the land of the Demon Palace.

In fact, the Demon Palace cannot be called a sect in the ordinary sense in the strict sense. Compared with the sect gang that respects teachers and respects the Tao, inherits orderly and has rules, the Demon Palace is more like a chaotic dynasty with separatist rule by princes.

As the communist ruler of the Demonic Dao, Bai Zhaojiu is like the emperor, and the demons under his command occupy land as kings, just like the princes who are holding troops.

Under this demon lord, who is called "Holy Lord" by most people in the Demonic Realm, there are six demons, each of whom have made famous names. Further down there are leaders of various names and countless disciples under them. The entire Demonic Sect does not have a strict position system, which makes it seem messy.

There was not even a mountaintop of a sect, but the center was a small mountain bun called "Fenglin Peak" that the Demon Lord often stayed at. The fairy, one of the six major devils, drew a border within a radius of twenty miles, picked a stone tablet seven or eight feet high. Then he found a guy who wrote a pretty decent character and carved the word "Demon Palace" on the stone tablet, even if it was a mountain gate.

Later, another old demon, who called himself "The Ancestor of Killing", felt that he was not domineering enough, and then engraved the four words "Those who are good at entering" under the Demon Palace in small words.

When Zhuo Yuming stood at this "mountain gate" that was extremely hasty, the expression on his face was also quite wonderful.

To be honest, before coming to Bingyuan Prefecture, he still yearned for the so-called Demon Sect Holy Land. After all, he suppressed all the sects and claimed to be the hero in a state. There is no semicolon except the Demon Palace in Bingyuan Prefecture.

In his impression, except for the Demon Lord himself who suppressed the power of the world, the Demon Palace should have the kind of iron-blooded and banned one. But after walking through the Iceland State for only a month, he had basically realized that it was entirely due to the extraordinary power of the Demon Lord, the peak monk in the Void Spirit Realm, that he had the momentum of the Demon Palace.

Just the unique "mountain gate scene" in front of you can see it.

However, after walking on the northward journey, Zhuo Yuming discovered that this demonic cultivator was not as rumored as other states, killing people without reason. At least he did not encounter the kind of demonic man who would kill at will at will.

On the contrary, he felt that the monks in Bingyuan Prefecture had more heroic spirit than Zhongshenzhou or Fuyaozhou. Many people fought with each other inconsistently, but it was more common for those who could immediately get along with the market after talking about the right things in a few words. Compared with the mountain atmosphere in his state, there seemed to be more straightforwardness and pleasure here.

When he was threatened to come to Bingyuan Prefecture, Shu Jinran followed Sui Jin to the Demon Palace once. This time, Sui Jin led the way and took the lead to the small hill where the Demon Lord was always there.

Many demon cultivators who have been stationed here for a long time or who have coincided with him have looked at each other. Most of them know the appearance of this "daughter princess".

Since Shu Jinran's last visit, all the leaders have hurriedly passed on Shu Jinran's portrait. What if his subordinates are flirting with this aunt without any eyes, wouldn't he be in trouble? So in just a few days, Shu Jinran's appearance was almost everyone in the entire Demon Palace.

As the only daughter of the Demon Lord, her national beauty is so beautiful that it naturally attracts the covetousness of the younger generation.

In the eyes that came over at this moment, except for the awe and surprise of Shu Jinran, the rest were hatred and indifference to Zhuo Yuming.

The man and the woman in the center of the vortex of sight all looked as if she was unconscious.

One is that he has long been accustomed to the stunning and admiring eyes of men, and the other is that he has been mentally prepared early, and he is moving steadily in the face of changes, and does not take the more and more demon cultivators around him seriously.

I don’t know if it was instructed by the Demon Lord or the title of Shu Jinran’s Demon Sect Princess, but it was smooth along the way without any obstacles. It didn’t take too long to see the four of them to the foot of the hill that was named “Maple Forest” by the Demon Lord but did not see a single wisp of maple leaves.

This small mountain bag is indeed pitiful, only about thirty feet tall. In Zhuo Yuming's eyes, the faces of everyone on the top of the mountain are clearly visible.

He also keenly realized that the closer he got to this hill, the deeper and vast the aura of the demon cultivator appeared around him. Obviously, he did not have a certain level of cultivation and was not qualified to appear near the Fenglin Peak.

At the foot of the mountain, there was a bald monk wearing a shabby cassock and sitting next to the mountain road.

When Shu Jinran walked to the old monk, he stopped. He neither greeted nor continued to move forward.

"This is the guardian of the mountain and the only real guard in the entire Demon Palace. Uncle Sui said, it's very awesome."

Hearing Shu Jinran's voice transmission, Zhuo Yuming nodded slightly and stopped.

Until Sui Jin, who was slightly behind two positions, also approached, stood in front of the old monk, nodded, and called out: "Brother Kongzhi, we are hereby obedience to go up the mountain to pay homage."

The monk Kongzhi finally opened his eyes slightly, glanced at the four people, and closed them again without saying a word.

Shu Jinran took another step and stepped onto the stone path. Zhuo Yuming followed Sui Jin and bowed to the old monk who was closed.

Walking on the way up the mountain, Sui and Jin sent a message to the secret and told Zhuo Yuming about the old monk's feet.

The old monk with the magic name "Kongzhi" can be regarded as the oldest generation in the Demon Palace, but he does not seek any official position. He never forms gangs, but is just alone, sitting at the foot of Fenglin Peak all day long, engaging in the Zen that no one knows.

This old monk who was born in the Lotus Temple in Zhongzhou like the Ghost Tathagata was originally a devout ascetic monk with a devout Buddha's heart. As for why he became the guardian of Fenglin Peak, there is probably no third person in the world who knows the reason except himself and the Demon Lord.

However, the thirty-foot-high hill naturally reaches the top without much effort.

The top of the mountain is an empty grassland, with a few sparse trees, no mixed peanut trees at all, and the lush scene of the long grass and flying warblers.

The only strange thing is that there is no flying snow on this maple forest peak.

The entire Demon Palace realm seemed to be independent of the world, and it was beyond the world, and there was no snow flying.

At this time, on the top of the mountain, the Demon Lord, covered in silver silk, was wearing an ordinary white silk and sat upright on a stone platform. The two-meter-high stone platform was made of extremely rare ink jade, and it is also a symbol of the identity of the Demon Lord.

Under the throne of the stone platform, there are about ten tables on both sides. In addition to the six tables on the top, they look quite skillful in their materials, and they also have a hint of luxury. The other dozen low tables are no different from those placed by ordinary people.

Walking to the center of this extremely shabby "District" of the Demon Palace, Shu Jinran stood proudly, without saying a word.
Chapter completed!