He was the only one who could open the Demon Emperor Pavilion?
Just a moment ago, the group of demons had wanted nothing more than to crush the little devil to death. They really didn't want Uncle Gen to be telling the truth!
The Yuanying Ancestor of the Qingqiu Mountain took a step forward and cupped his hands, "Elder, the Demonic Emperor Pavilion was jointly built by three Demonic Emperors ten thousand years ago. The fates of the three Demonic Emperors were different after that — the Green Ghost Demonic Emperor ascended to immortality, the Void Demonic Emperor passed away a thousand years later, and the other mysterious Demonic Emperor only exists in legends and no one knows where he went. In short, ever since the Demonic Emperor Pavilion was built, the only connection it has with this Vast Thousand World is the remains of the Void Demonic Emperor's body in the Demonic Palace after he passed away, as well as the altar left behind by the three Demonic Emperors. Now that the spiritual energy on the remains of the Void Demonic Emperor has been exhausted, it can only be used to open the Demonic Emperor Pavilion again after a hundred years, and the altar in the pavilion has been destroyed by this little … this child. The connection between the two worlds has been severed.
This question was also the doubt in the hearts of all the demons, and they all looked over.
Even Fang Xing looked at Uncle Gen. His eyes lit up. He had already made up his mind. No matter what this old man said, as long as he could be of use, he would give these old monsters a taste of his power …
"The little bastard is only good at scolding people. What ability does he have? The one that can reopen the Demon Sovereign Pavilion isn't him, but the mask in his hand!"
Uncle Gen didn't keep them in suspense and sneered.
When the demons heard this, they immediately looked at Fang Xing with bright eyes.
Fang Xing was also slightly startled. He took out a mask from his storage bag and looked at it over and over again.
"That … That is the unique treasure of my Fox Clan …"
The Yuanying old woman of Green Hill cried out involuntarily when she saw the mask.
"Will it answer if you call it?"
Fang Xing rolled his eyes and ignored the old woman. He turned to look at Uncle Gen. "You mean it?"
"Move aside!"
Uncle Gen lazily lectured Fang Xing, then massaged his waist. He seemed to be talking to himself, but also explaining to the demons, "Back then, the three of them predicted that there would be a calamity in the land of demons. In order to give the land of demons a chance to rise again, they worked together to build this pavilion. Only the three of them could open this pavilion. Ever since they ascended to immortality and passed away, the later generations could only use their belongings to open this pavilion. Usually, the physical body left behind by Elder Xu Kong is used to open the pavilion, but now, the key he left behind can no longer be used. Now, the only thing that can open this pavilion is the mask in this little brat's hand …"
"Something left behind by another person?"
Listening to Uncle Gen's words, the daemons suddenly felt a strange feeling in their hearts, carefully pondering the meaning within. However, the old woman of the Green Hill Foxes suddenly thought of something and said with a panicked expression, "Old senior, could this item be the Fox Ancestor's …"
Uncle Gen coughed softly, neither denying it nor nodding.
However, in the eyes of the old woman of the Green Hill Foxes, this undoubtedly meant that Uncle Gen had tacitly agreed with her guess. Her face wrinkled in horror as she cried out involuntarily, "Impossible! The Fox Ancestor, Green Ghost, had already ascended to the realm of immortals, but communication was lost because the Heavenly Path was blocked. Once the Heavenly Path is reopened, he would descend to receive the descendants of the Fox Clan. His belongings … how … how …"
The old woman was no fool. She had long known that the Green Fox Mask was related to the Fox Clan, and had been wondering which ancestor had left it behind. However, she could not figure it out no matter how she thought about it. It was only when Uncle Gen spoke that she suddenly realized that one of the three Daemon Emperors who built the Fey Emperor Pavilion was the Fox Ancestor, Green Ghost. Uncle Gen said that the mask was his belongings, but after the Green Ghost Daemon Immortal had ascended, his celestial voice had vanished, and he had clearly never descended to the realm. So … what was with this mask?
Moreover, the word 'belongings' … if it was a living person, why would it be a belongings?
But if it was a Daemon Immortal who had already ascended, why would his belongings land in the mortal world without a sound?
As it was related to the secrets of the Heavenly Man, all the demons were shocked and listened quietly.
Uncle Gen sighed softly and said, "It has already descended for a long time … I don't know the specifics, so don't ask. That's all I have to say. If you want to reopen the Fey Emperor Pavilion, you can only rely on the godly power of this mask. As for the other matters, you may have the chance to figure them out after you've established yourselves in the Divine Continent. As for whether it's a blessing or a curse … no one knows!"
After he finished speaking, Uncle Gen had already walked slowly towards the cave dwelling. When he passed by the main hall where Fang Xing was, he raised his head and shouted at him, "Little bastard, once you've comprehended the Nine Seals, you can wear the mask and sense the location of the Fey Emperor Pavilion in the Void Small Chiliocosm. At that time, you can send the Seal of the main hall of the Demon Court into that world. With the Seal of the Dao, those trapped juniors can repair the altar and return!"
"So we really have to rely on me!"
Fang Xing lowered his head to look at the mask as well, pondering in his heart.
He had previously used his immortal essence to activate the Green Fox Demonic Mask, so he knew that the mask contained the inheritance of the Nine Seals. He had only cultivated three seals, but he had learned the Fox Core Sword, one of the three great Divine Arts of Green Hill. Apart from that, there were still six seals that he did not have the time to learn. From what the old tree root said, he had to cultivate all nine seals before he could activate the Daemon Tower and use it to open the Fey Emperor Pavilion. His words were very believable.
"Little devil, return my Daemon Immortal belongings …"
The old woman's face was full of panic. It took her a while to recover from the fact that their Celestial Ancestor had fallen, and she shouted coldly at Fang Xing.
"On what basis?"
Fang Xing could not care less about what she was saying, and retorted with just two words.
The old woman of Green Hill was immediately enraged. In her panic, she could no longer care about anything else. With a move of her body, she charged into Mount Fusang and grabbed at Fang Xing. However, Fang Xing was so frightened that he screamed and rolled down the hall, landing not far away from Uncle Gen who was walking slowly back to his cave abode. The old woman of Green Hill's furious palm was still following right behind him, grabbing at him.
"Cough!"
At that very moment, Uncle Gen, who was walking into the cave abode with his hands clasped behind his back, did not bat an eyelid.
"Hiss …"
With a soft sound, the old woman of Green Hill Mountain was greatly shocked. The palm she had used to grab Fang Xing actually shattered like porcelain, spreading from her palm to her arm. Her entire arm and even the Daoist robe she wore on her arm had been reduced to shreds, and then the shreds turned into dust, scattering down onto the Crimson Cliff. It was the exact same fate as Grand Elder Taishi had suffered back then.
"Elder, this junior only wishes to retrieve my Celestial Ancestor's relic …"
The old woman of Green Hill paled in shock and retreated out of Mount Fusang's domain, shouting at Uncle Gen.
"That item will eventually return to your Fox Clan. There's no harm in lending it to the little bastard for now …"
Uncle Genbo didn't get angry and said calmly.
At those words, the old woman of Green Hill's brow was already furrowed tightly.
Fang Xing, on the other hand, tightened his grip on his mask and whispered to Uncle Gen, "What do you mean borrow? It's mine! "
Uncle Gen coughed softly and lowered his voice as well, "Deceive her first. We'll talk about the future when it's done …"
Fang Xing was at a loss for words …
"Old senior, is what you said true?"
In the eyes of the old woman of Green Hill or the other daemonic lineages, Uncle Gen was now comparable to a Celestial Saint. His words were like a decree.
When the old woman of Green Hill heard those words, she subconsciously believed most of it and asked with a trembling voice.
When they saw that the Green Fox Grimace was extraordinary, the Fox Clan had been mulling over it and determined to reclaim it. Now that they had confirmed that it was the relic of the Immortal Fox Clan all those years ago, there was even less room for discussion, and they would reclaim it even if it cost them their lives.
Uncle Gen said flatly, "The descent of the Green Fox Clan's relic is a matter of fate. According to this old man's deduction, the relic would eventually return to the Fox Clan, although it is uncertain who it would end up in. With the current karma of your Green Hill, I'm afraid no one would be able to handle it. Moreover, the relic falling into the little bastard's hands is precisely because it is fated with him. It is fated to send him off on the path of immortality, and when that fate is extinguished, it would eventually be given to the true owner of the relic through his own hands.
Don't make a fuss here! "The old woman of Green Hill was stunned at those words, feeling that Uncle Gen's words were a little mysterious and unsure if she should believe it.
Fang Xing looked at Uncle Gen in surprise as well, and the old man gave him a look. "Scare her first!"
Fang Xing nodded at once and shut his mouth cooperatively, not making a fuss.
"This old man has said too much today. You guys handle the rest as you see fit!"
As long as Uncle Gen did not speak to Fang Xing, he had the demeanor of a master. He sighed softly and said, "Establishing the path in China, enlightening and saving people. You guys handle the specifics yourselves. Sigh, those old fellows from China are too ambitious, and they've included everyone in their scheme … Motherf * cker, we know that those old bastards are playing with fire, but we still have to join in the fun. Are we not cheap wretches?"
As he ranted and cursed, he slowly walked away, leaving the group of daemons and demons staring at each other.
"Little demon … little brat, when can you enlighten and save people?"
After a while, someone finally came to his senses and asked Fang Xing.
"Save people?"
Fang Xing also reacted. He rolled his eyes and suddenly rubbed his waist like Uncle Gen. He sighed and said, "Of course saving people is very important, but I was scared by an old fox just now and fell from the roof of the hall. I think I hurt my waist, and it hurts so much that I can't concentrate. It looks like I'll need at least a hundred years to recuperate …"
A Golden Core cultivator could hurt his waist from falling?
The group of demon cultivators was speechless. Someone shouted, "Little bastard, stop messing around. You're the one who got into trouble. Why don't you make up for it?"
Fang Xing suddenly held his head and shouted, "Why are you so fierce? I was scared by you, and I'm out of my wits … "
"You … What do you want?"
The group of demon cultivators were disgusted by him. Someone already frowned and shouted.
Fang Xing straightened his body and said, "You scared me and scolded me. Shouldn't you compensate me with at least a thousand spiritual essences?"
"You …"
"Dream on!"
"Little bastard, if you dare to mess around again, you're asking for trouble …"
The group of demon cultivators shouted angrily. They felt that their hatred for this little brat was even fiercer than the Huangfu Clan.
"Shameless … How can you be so shameless at such a young age?"
"You're actually using this to threaten me. This is blackmail!"
Fang Xing simply sat on the steps and crossed his legs. He rolled his eyes and said, "So what if I'm blackmail?"
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