The south, the holy palace of the mountains.

The night king went out of the way, put on his brocade, and came alone to the bright window sill.

From here, looking out, it is a cloudy and green mountain, and the spirit of the spiritual peak is lush, raising countless creatures.

From time to time, it can be seen that the light of the glare is flowing, the birds are flying in the clouds, and the pure and blessed land is flowing.

However, after quietly watching the beauty of this blessed land, the Night King walked out of the practice room without love and came to the inner court of the Holy Palace.

There, several young disciples dressed in green clothes and standing upright were waiting for him.

“Look at the old man!”When they saw the night king coming out, these disciples rushed to worship.

“How are you ready now?”The Night King asked.

Three days ago, the central state came to the news, the Genting meeting is about to be held, he as the last participant, still in his hands to hold the key star map, naturally will not be excluded.

He didn’t want to miss the opportunity, so he happily agreed to go.

But as a scattered giant, the foundation that has been hard to build, can not be ignored, before departure, always have to make a careful arrangement.

Among the disciples, one of the young people who looked older was the younger brother of these people, saying, "Going back to the old ancestors, I have already notified the owners of the eight cities and thirteen squares, the owners of the squares are in place, and the mining veins, the medicine garden and the workshop production matters are also arranged properly, and there will be no problem."

The night king showed a satisfied color, slightly with a slight head: "Now, the grass is changing, it is the autumn of many things, these cities, the city, the mining veins, related to the fundamentals of the cultivation of many disciples in the palace, and they have to be careful."

“The old man said it very much.”The young man laughed.

"Since it is all in order, then set out tomorrow, and you will all go with this seat as a follower."The Night King said.

This meeting of Genting is a grand event for all the giants to gather together, with the three generations of disciples in these holy palaces, which is more or less an opportunity for experience.

In addition, he will also carry his apprentice Kong into a colleague, and now Kong Cheng has cultivated to the ground level, is enough to stand alone in the figure, if something happens on the road, it is better to deal with it.

Young disciples heard the words, they are very excited, with their heart, naturally also hope to go out to practice, to see the outside of the flower world.

After sending them away, the Night King passed through the inner court and returned to his dormitory.

On a large bed paved with clouds, he sat cross-legged, his head slightly drooping, and only felt a strange distress hit.

This is his practice of cultivating dreams, daily communication in the body of the celestial spirits, eating dreams and demons must do, ordinary people will not easily fall into sleep, but for him such as dream power, falling into dreams is the most effective way to cultivate.

...

On the second day, over the vast jungle, a rainbow ran through the sky, and the huge Lingpeng flew over, and the Yuan covered the four sides, forming a tight and solid shield.

This is the mountain palace of the thousands of miles of cloud Peng.

Over the years, because of joining the Genting Alliance, it has been recognized and accepted by the two ways of common, the Mianshan Shrine has developed extremely fast, and there are already signs of a strong change from the emerging grass-land forces to the one hand.

Near the big and small cities, the city, and the families that rise up in the grass, scattered the masters, see the momentum have also chosen to put into effect.

They became keepers or vassals of the Mianshan Shrine, willing to do their job, which also makes the Night King truly honor the ancestors and has signs of a giant.

At first, the Mianshan Shrine was only on the road of the rise of the night king, a tool for collecting food and raising subordinates for himself, but it has been operated for many years, and the blood has long been difficult to cut off, and it has become a base industry that is difficult to give up, and it is more common to inherit, and hope to be in it in the future, and it will naturally no longer wait and see it.

However, the origin of the grass, is still the biggest weakness of the night king, he wants to open the sect, or spread his own power for more than a thousand years, the descendants of Huize descendants, still have to make a lot of efforts.

Abandoning the reckless position and actively moving closer to the franchise of the big or family is an inevitable choice.

Suddenly, the disciples who were driving Ling Yunpeng exclaimed, “Old ancestor, there seems to be someone in front!”

The Night King, who had closed his eyes in the cabin, suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Stop, let them come."

He seemed to expect something, unsurprisingly.

“This... yes!”Although the disciples were puzzled, when they heard the Night King say this, they still drank Ling Yunpeng to stop, raised his body with a spiritual element, and levitated.

Not far away, there were three lights coming.

When they saw the cloud Peng stop, they also seemed to show a little surprised look and a little hesitant.

But on the back of Ling Yunpeng, the door of the bamboo building was opened, and they did not want to lose their momentum and simply flew in.

"My fellow Taoists, you are here to prevent this seat from going to the Middle State?"When he saw the three men come in, there was a deep smile on the face of the night king, and he said to them.

“Do you know the history of ours?”The three of them were surprised to hear.

The Night King said, "This seat not only knows your origin, but also knows that you have set up an ambush in the valley of the hundred miles ahead to attack this seat, but this place's cultivation dream has dreamed of this scene yesterday."

“This...” The three demons appeared to be extremely embarrassed and nervous.

The Night King said, "Don't be nervous, since this seat calls you to come in and speak, you don't want to be enemies with you, so please go back and tell the elders of Lianshan, and say different things, don't fight, please don't force people to be difficult."

After saying this, he moved slightly on his body, an invisible force, and he shot the three people out.

All three were only monks in the early stage, in the face of this power, there was no resistance at all, and soon they were ejected hundreds of feet, falling in the air, and it was difficult to stabilize their bodies and look at each other in a suspicious and uncertain face.

“Our ambush seems to have been found, gone, and returned to the elders of Lianshan.”

A moment later, in a valley more than a hundred miles away, a man with gray hair and a half-old-looking handsome man listened to the three people's report and frowned: "Is the art of dreaming?"

"This old thing has really gained a lot of benefits from the cloud top, and even from the dream path and the eyes of the future, mastered such magic."

“Old man, what should we do?”A soldier next to him asked, a late-stage master who looked like a soldier.

The man in brood said, "Since he has prepared, he can only give up."

Although the two did not directly do it, but this invisible confrontation, more meaningful, he already knew that this time is categorically unable to kill the Night King like against Yin Luo.