Chapter 4509： Is it wrong to tell the truth?

Southern Xinjiang, the land of the demons.

For tens of thousands of years, the demons in southern Xinjiang have risen together, while the human race has declined.

It's just that this situation was completely broken because of the appearance of one person.

Demon City!

This is the sacred place for monasticism in the minds of countless monsters in southern Xinjiang. It is also the place where they most yearn to learn from a teacher, and it is the most prosperous and lively giant city in southern Xinjiang!

At this moment, he saw a young man slowly entering this demon holy city.

From time to time, you can see young monster race monks hurrying by, with traces of arrogance and pride on their faces! After all, in Southern Xinjiang, Yaozu is the absolute overlord! As a child of the demon race, he is naturally superior to others.

But at the same time, you can see a lot of human cultivators coming and going. Although there are no monsters who are arrogant, they can also walk out grandiosely.

You can even see that some demon cultivators and human cultivators nod to each other very friendly, and there are many scenes of chatting and laughing together.

If this were placed in the past, it is absolutely impossible to see such a peculiar scene.

In southern Xinjiang, the human race has always been suppressed to death, and the people of the demon race can even kill people when they see the human race infestation! Even some people with strong cultivation bases of the Human Race don’t dare to act rashly. After all, if you offend the people of the Monster Race in this area of ​​Southern Xinjiang, no one knows whether the big guys behind the Monster Race will be angry and will all All races in southern Xinjiang rushed to extinction.

But today's Nanjiang has completely changed the atmosphere.

The Monster Race and the Human Race coexist peacefully. Although the Monster Race is still consciously superior, it can no longer despise the Human Race monk at will, or even shout and scream at will.

This change just started a few years ago.

So even if they saw the human monks appear, not many people felt too surprised.

The young man walked around, but no one cared.

At this moment, there were exclamations and noise not far away.

"It's a disciple of the Saint Demon Gate!"

When everyone looked around, they saw several young people wearing the costumes of Saint Demon Clan disciples, walking along the way. Compared with many disciples under the martial arts sect, the disciples of the Saint Demon Sect rarely bully others, arrogant and conceited.

Just like these disciples, although they are the disciples of the Saint Demon Sect, they appear a little humble when they arrive in the Demon City.

"Senior Sister, I have to take a good stroll down the mountain this time. I practice on the mountain every day! Practice! Practice! I almost have a rash on my ears!"

These Saint Demon Sect disciples all seemed to have just started, and there were males and females. One of the women pouted and couldn't help but complain. At the same time, her eyes were also looking around, obviously the master who could not sit still.

Several other people shook their heads when they heard this, rather helpless. Especially the woman in the lead seems to be the highest among the few people. After hearing it, she couldn't help but yelled, "Little sister, don’t be fooling around, Master and they let us practice for our own good, and this time we are going down the mountain. After some experience, remember that you can't help but follow the instructions, you know?"

"I know, Sister, why are you like the master, you are almost an old aunt!"

A word almost caused the pretty-looking woman in the head to spew out old blood, old aunt? The other disciples beside them also resisted the urge to laugh. They didn't dare to laugh out loud, otherwise the master sister's face would not hang on, but they would be unlucky then!

At this moment, it was a coincidence that these Saint Demon Clan disciples happened to collide with the young man.

Maybe it was because I didn’t expect that someone would block my way. The obviously strange female disciple of the Saint Demon Clan couldn’t help humming, “Hey, why don’t you walk without eyes? The road is so wide, so Crash with us!"

The others couldn’t help being a little surprised, but they didn’t get angry or scolded. They just looked at the young man carefully. One of them smiled and said, “This fellow Taoist seems to be the first time in Demon City? Where to go?"

"Holy Demon Mountain."

The young man smiled. He was indeed a little distracted just now, but he didn't expect to bump into someone.

Fortunately, at a critical moment, he forcibly condensed his strength, and this did not make the person who was hit unlucky. At this moment, after thinking about it, he said something.

This person is not someone else, but Li Ye.

Since the establishment of the Yejia Transmission Channel in Dongzhou, he has been straight to Southern Xinjiang.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I arrived in the Demon City, I met a disciple of the Saint Demon Gate.

"Holy Demon Mountain?"

These people originally just said casually, but he didn't expect that Li Ye would actually go to the Saint Demon Mountain, and immediately laughed, "So the fellow Daoist went to the Saint Demon Mountain to apprentice?"

According to their thoughts, anyone who goes to Saint Demon Mountain has only one purpose, and that is to learn art from a teacher! Moreover, the Saint Demon Gate is one of the few in southern Xinjiang, and the Guangna disciples do not have any restrictions on their origins. Coupled with the name of the first emperor gate in southern Xinjiang, there are naturally many people coming up here every day. .

"Apprentice?"

Li Ye looked a little weird, and shook his head directly, "Not for apprenticeship, no one on the Saint Demon Mountain is qualified to teach me."

There is no bragging about what he said. With his current cultivation base, there are really not many people in the world who can be his masters. Even if it was the first time he tried to defeat him, he was as strong as the demon king, to be honest, Li Ye didn't think he was really inferior to the opponent.

He is only short of time!

The devil has practiced for a thousand years longer than him!

Give him a thousand years, no! Even for five hundred years, he would not believe that he could not beat the devil!

But what he said was completely different to others' ears, and the expressions of several disciples of the Saint Demon Clan who were originally polite had changed.

"Your Excellency, what a big tone!"

Although the Saint Demon Clan is tolerant, most of his disciples are also kind, but that doesn't mean they have no temper!

In particular, there are still people who don't look at their teachers face to face, so how can they not make them angry.

Among them, the youngest girl who was still clamoring for more shopping just now, immediately like an angry lioness, opened her teeth and danced her claws, "How do you guys speak, no one is qualified to teach you yet, do you think you are a holy emperor?" "

In their minds, the holy emperor is a person of great status, even in the sect, he can become an elder or true disciple!

"Little Junior Sister, even if this person is the Holy Emperor, he is not qualified to look down on our teacher!"

"Yes!"

Li Ye laughed in surprise, he just blurted out without thinking too much, and now he realized that his remarks seemed to stimulate these little guys.

I couldn’t help but shook his head and laughed. Perhaps these people were a lot older than him, or even more than a hundred years old, but I don’t know why Li Ye felt like a twelve or thirteen-year-old child in his eyes, with a trace of his earlyness in his eyes. There is nothing pure and innocent.

"The Holy Emperor is not worth mentioning in my eyes!"