In an instant, blood splattered, flesh and blood were separated, and Senbai's fangs crisscrossed, gnawed, and tore apart in the warm body.
Zhu Wuxia raised his hand to scatter the demon elephant, and walked straight towards Jiuming City without looking at the broken corpse of the monster in front of him.
The joyful voice of the sage of the magic way came from her ear: "No time, walk slowly, if you miss it, you will be in trouble."
Zhu Wuxia stopped walking, glanced at the ancient capital not far away that had been tormented by war, and simply sat on the ground. There are countless monsters eager to try her around her, but no one dares to step forward to test her. The aura on her body is too deadly, even more vicious than the monsters in Da Zi Zai Tian.
The battlefield was in a mess, thick smoke was billowing, corpses were everywhere, the sky was gloomy, and the mouth and nose were filled with the choking smell of gunpowder smoke and putrefaction. Zhu Wuxia wore a long blue dress, the color was soft and bright, which was particularly conspicuous on the battlefield dominated by black and red. She casually sat in the place where the war was most intense, as if she had entered the land of no one.
"Yes, Lord Saint." She replied with forceful words.
The sage of the demonic way is far away in the Huangquan Temple of the Invincible Demon Realm. He nodded in satisfaction after hearing this: "Thanks for your hard work. You must return to the East China Sea immediately after this incident. You can bear it a few times in a day." ?”
"No problem." Zhu Wuxia replied with a smile.
The magician sighed slightly: "I'm sorry, you didn't need to take action on such a trivial matter, but the Great Teleportation Formation is closely monitored, and you can use the technique of transferring the universe several times in a day... It's hard to think about it." It's just you."
After hearing this, Zhu Wuxia put her hand on the cold ash sheath, pressed the sword and replied: "It's Wuxia's fortune to be able to serve the Lord Saint, please don't be too polite, Lord Saint."
The sage of the magic way was wandering alone in the Temple of the Underworld. He walked up to the dark magic pattern and traced its pattern with his fingers: "What is so difficult to understand in the East China Sea?"
Zhu Wuxia originally wanted to say no, but suddenly remembered someone: "Have you ever read "Xuan Ming Ji" before?"
The silver ornaments in the hands of the Demonic Saint were intertwined into a net, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression. He followed the winding lines a little bit down: "You want to say Zhong Guanyuan? If you are not mistaken, you now The progress seems to be Yingzhou, so we should not be able to touch him."
"I haven't seen it before, but after hearing some rumors, I feel that this person may not be simple, and now I can be prepared to ask." Although Zhu Wuxia has always been known for acting crazy, he is actually cautious and considerate, "he once said I have only heard you, Lord Sage, say this, but I have not been born in the orthodox way of the devil for tens of thousands of years, how does he know?"
The sage of the magic way paused in his hand, and the silver jewelry trembled, making a crisp and pleasant sound. The sound echoed in the empty Netherworld Temple, and it seemed very strange.
He laughed lowly and said: "That's a good word... But I have no time, let me ask you a question first, and you can count carefully how many Taoist holy places are there right now?"
Zhu Wuxia was stunned: "The Qingchuan Mountain Mansion on the Demon Way, the Moling Mausoleum and the Temple of Heaven on the Human Way, the Mianfeng Corridor and the Shenyin Gate on the Immortal Way, the Guiling Temple on the Buddhist Way, and the Ghost Way..."
She stopped counting here, the capital city of the ghost way is similar to the Wudao Demon Realm of the devil way, because the territory where the sect is located is really hard to find, so it is not included in the holy land.
"Understood?" asked the demon saint.
Zhu Wuxia was a little unbelievable, saying that one of the seven holy places had never appeared in the sight of practitioners, and she had practiced for so many years and didn't feel that there was anything wrong. Even if she has always mistakenly believed that Fengdu City of Ghost Dao is one of the holy places, it is impossible for so many practitioners to be wrong for tens of thousands of years. Why has no one brought it up until now
"... Who on earth selected the seven holy places? If it is a convention, shouldn't there be only six?" She thought for a long time but couldn't come to a conclusion, and forgot Zhong Guanyuan at the beginning.
The sage of the demon way smiled faintly. Instead of answering this question, he asked instead: "Look, there are too many incomprehensible things here. Why are there only six holy places, but everyone calls them seven holy places? Who chose the six places? Why do they exist, or who chooses to let them exist? Since these places can become holy places, why can't Fengdu City and Wuhuang Demon Realm, which are both orthodox? What is the standard?"
Zhu Wuxia was speechless: "Please also ask the Lord Sage for advice."
"You asked Zhong Guanyuan at the beginning, so let me tell you now that he is the direct successor of the Holy Land." The demon saint once again avoided her question.
Zhu Wuxia felt that the information conveyed in such a few short interrogations was too huge: "But he is obviously an ordinary person, and I can still discern the inheritance of these holy places..."
The fingernails of the magician sage scratched the magic lines without leaving a trace, but he made a sharp and piercing voice: "Because the orthodoxy has been lost, he looks like an ordinary person. In fact, not only does he look like this, but he is also an ordinary person." Ordinary people."
"The orthodoxy has been lost!?" The cold ash in Zhu Wuxia's hand almost fell to the ground. Even if she is experiencing a battle of orthodoxy now, even if she knew that there was a battle that overwhelmed the sky thousands of years ago, she still couldn't understand that "the orthodoxy has been lost." "What exactly is contained in these four words.
"The first holy place, there is indeed a holy place on top of the six holy places you just mentioned...that is, the holy place of the divine way." The hand of the magician saint left the dark magic pattern and moved to another magic pattern below it. Pattern, the color of this magic pattern is complicated and ever-changing.
"...Please speak clearly, Lord Saint." Zhu Wuxia didn't know what to say. With her current seniority and cultivation base, it was almost impossible for her to get in touch with this kind of secret, but the devil saint had no grudges at this time. Speaking to her, this move can be said to be meaningful.
Zhu Wuxia listened enthusiastically, but the demon sage felt a little dull for some reason. He lazily leaned against the wall of the Netherworld Temple and said, "There is nothing to say, that is, the Taoism is gone, all the gods are gone, and then the world will be gone again." No one knows about this place anymore."
Zhu Wuxia suddenly felt that "disappeared" is really a terrible word, it is more thorough, more straightforward, and more silent than "death".
"No time, the orthodoxy is gone, and this existence has really disappeared completely. No one will remember the things about Shinto, and those former brilliance can only exist in the collection of myths and novels of mortals, Zhongguan What Yuan wrote may not be fabricated... Do you understand?" The magician sage seemed to be mocking and sighing, his voice was full of exhaustion that Zhu Wuxia had never heard before.
"Lord Saint..." Zhu Wuxia was choked up at this moment. She has always shed blood but never cried, and she has never cried once in her life since she fell to the ground, but she didn't know why she was touched by such a few words. She is not fighting for herself now, but for the survival of the entire orthodoxy. If they win, they will continue to walk on this road with the disciples of the demonic way. If they lose, they will have no road under their feet.
But the world is in chaos, and wars are gradually breaking out. No orthodox lineage in this world is not inferior to them. Who can say for sure whether they will win or lose
Perhaps at this moment, the lives of thousands of demonic disciples, their countless beliefs, and countless fights will all become a book in the hands of mortals in later generations, which people can read in their spare time, pass the time, and make people laugh.
Zhu Wuxia is not reconciled - no one will be reconciled if it is changed.
"I'm here." The magician put his finger on the color-changing magic pattern, and the magic pattern suddenly broke in the middle. He stared at the broken mark and said, "As long as there is a magician disciple alive, I will Will protect him to the end, this is the reason why all saints are sanctified."
Zhu Wuxia swallowed what she wanted to say, stood up holding Hanhui, her expression was as firm as ever, and her hand was as steady as a rock: "Wuxia is willing to devote herself to the devil way, and die only after she dies!"
She looked at Jiuming City, a golden dragon carried Hu Hanmei and flew towards the direction of Shiwan Dashan, Zhu Wuxia drew his sword out of its sheath, and waved the cold ash in his hand towards them without hesitation!
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"Sheng Tianxiang is really unreasonable."
Standing in front of the screen wall of Shenyin Sect's Tongtian Shenmai was a white-haired young man in plain clothes. He said this to the immortal sage inside the screen wall, his expression was cold, and he could not hear much emotional ups and downs.
"Okay, say Shengtianxiang and shut up Shengtianxiang, don't you want to call me by my name someday?" The immortal sage scolded impatiently, "I finally know where Qing Xuzi's bad temper came from!" , Su Yubai, stay away from my disciples in the future!"
After being scolded by him, Su Mourbai's expression did not change at all, he said: "The realm of no delusion is unwilling to hand over to others."
"It's strange that Huang Quan was handed over from Wuwang Demon Realm. They are pointing at this lifeline now." The immortal saint said in a natural tone, "Sheng Tianxiang's traces are mysterious and unfathomable, and his behavior is also unreasonable. But there are always traces to follow in everything. Every time you are provoked by the devil way, you start to jump. Those who know say that you are practicing too high, but those who don’t know think that you are from the Thunderbolt Hall, and your stomach is full of gunpowder.”
Su Yubai said coldly: "Oh, do you want me to be the same as Lord Saint, even if the whole family is dead, my face will not change? Besides, I practice the Supreme Mysterious Spirit Dao, not the Supreme Forgiveness Dao."
He deliberately emphasized the words "Master Saint", and the saint of the immortal way knew that he didn't take his words to heart: "I don't want to talk to you, just don't pay if you don't pay someone, anyway, he will always pay for this karma." It’s clear. You can go to the Wuxuan Demon Realm again after a while... No, it’s better to let Dong Xuanzi go.”
Su Yubai mocked: "How to pay? There is also the matter of Shen Xiaozi planning to kill Rong Daozi..."
"Shut up." The immortal sage finally couldn't bear it anymore, "Since you are always brooding, then I will explain the matter clearly to you!"
Su Mourbai looked at the vague shadow in the screen wall coldly: "I would like to hear more about it."
"Jingli has done a good job. In this matter, he has almost perfectly catered to the requirements of all forces, without any bias." The sage of immortality said without waiting for Su Mourbai to speak, "I want Hu Hanmei to die, so he Find a way to kill Hu Hanmei, although he used a little trick in the middle, but he knows that this seat will not care about this."
"This little thing" refers to Rong Daozi's life.
"The cause and effect of this is this. Twelve years ago, I used the blue bird to report the message to help him see through the enchantment of the ghost saint covering Jiuming City, so he refined the Yaoque Cable and the Demon-Suppressing Tower to help Rong Daozi restrain Hu Hanmei. Twelve years ago, I was able to notify Gui Sheng the moment the barrier was built, but I didn't. I used the slowest messenger blue bird at the moment the barrier was built, and the bird flew away. It took half a month to get into his hands, and the first battle of Humanity suffered heavy casualties. Therefore, he also left some room for his help this time, and this reservation led to Rong Daozi's death."
"It's all interlocking. The aid of artifacts is exchanged for the aid of artifacts, and the loss of orthodoxy is exchanged for the death of the lineage. He has no fault and handled it extremely properly."
Su Mourbai obviously didn't know that the sages of the immortal way secretly helped the human way twelve years ago. The messenger blue bird flew out of the Tongtian Shenmai at the moment when the ghost path covered the secrets of Jiuming City, and half a month later it arrived in the hands of the saint of humanity. At that time, the saint of humanity would probably be able to guess the departure time of the letter bird. Deliberately procrastinating. He didn't expect such karmic retribution, he still remembered it clearly twelve years later, and repaid it exactly.
The sage of the immortal way wanted to shut Su Moobai's mouth once and for all, so he continued in one breath: "There is also the demon way, Jingli let Huang Quan live twelve years ago, and he helped Huang Quan kill him twelve years later. Dead Hu Hanmei, these two things are actually one."
Su Moobai frowned: "One piece?"
But these two things don't seem to have any connection at all.
"Twelve years ago, he did some tricks to lure Huang Quan to the ancient temple in the Thirteen Obstacles, where Guiling Temple's life-sacrificing formula was hidden, which was prepared for Zheng Zhenzhen..."
"Who is Zheng Zhen?" Su Moobai became more and more confused.
The sage of immortality became impatient again, he cursed: "Shut up and listen, don't ask!"
Su Moobai was used to seeing him like this, so he stood there silently and listened without saying a word.
The saint of immortality continued: "In short, after that, Sheng Tianxiang also participated in the design. Zheng Zhenzhen was refined into a puppet, and his body was preserved intact. Twelve years later, Sheng Tianxiang took Hu Hanmei's heart from Jingli. Unite and get a good chess piece.”
Although Su Mourbai still didn't know who Zheng Zhenzhen was, he also understood the causal relationship: "So what did the sage of the devil give him?"
"I don't know, but according to my calculations, it should be a good chess game." The Immortal Saint said vaguely.
Su Mourbai thought to himself, isn’t that nonsense? Who knows how "a good chess piece" is positioned.
The immortal sage seemed to be pondering over this issue too. He calculated for a while, and this time he said slowly: "I just calculated it again, and it seems that Sheng Tianxiang is also unwilling to get a little bit of karma..."
Su Mourbai will not rush this time, anyway, the sage of the immortal way will speak out slowly.
Sure enough, after a while, the sage of the immortal way seemed to confirm it again, and then said: "Jiuming City lost one of the peak sky demons, and two descendants of our sect were killed or injured. The devil is half responsible for Hu Hanmei's death, and the saint Tianxiang seems to have accepted Gongsun Yanhua's kindness this time, so she intends to make up for the difference. As for our sect, Rong Daozi's death is accounted for one-third of the Demon Dao's death, and Ling Feizi is entirely the Devil's responsibility. Since he If you don't want to hurt Huang Quan, then you probably have to find a way to get rid of this karma."
"In this way... I probably know what he is going to give up."
Just when he was about to tell what these things were, a person appeared in front of the screen wall. It was a white-haired young man, wearing a moon-white gown, with long hair like a waterfall and as bright as the moon.
Su Mourbai looked at the young man next to him and said, "Qing Xuzi, didn't you lead the army to the Southwest Sea?"
Qingxuzi's face was a little pale, but his expression was still indifferent and cold: "The Black Dragon King and the Golden Dragon King rebelled, I easily restrained the Black Dragon King, and was about to help the Qinglong King take down the Golden Dragon King, but I didn't expect that the Golden Dragon King would use the real Dragon King Flame ignites the soul, and directly perishes with our army."
Su Mourbai was still digesting the news he brought, but Qing Xuzi immediately threw out another major incident.
"One more thing, the demon army defeated the demon army, but they got stuck in the quagmire during the pursuit, and couldn't go back to Jiuming City for a while. And now the Lutian Temple has begun to attack the Jiuming City where the demon army is stationed. Please saints Sir, what should we do next?"
The figure of the sage of the immortal way gradually faded on the screen wall, and he slowly said four words: "Wait and see."
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Yun Qing calmly walked out of the bone gate of Yaoque Pagoda, between the upper and lower rows of ferocious fangs, Aman who suddenly appeared was supporting it with bare hands.
The sharp and thick animal teeth passed through his feet and his shoulders. The blood on the ground was still mixed with bones, and it was unclear whether it was Amon's or these monsters. He used his flesh and blood to carry the bone door that closed suddenly for Yun Qing.
Yun Qing didn't look back at him, but bowed to the sage of the demon way: "As the sage said, I and Shiwan Dashan have completely abandoned the past."
The sage of the demon way nodded with a soft expression: "Come back, Mozun doesn't have to worry about my sect chasing and killing him."
Yun Qing smiled casually: "I've never been worried."
She took a picture of the ancient Jumang mirror in her hand at Amang, and Amang's body riddled with holes disappeared between the bones and appeared in the mirror. Yun Qing held the mirror and said to the demon sage, "I don't know where this thing came from?"
The demon sage waved his hands and said, "It's also a magic weapon hidden in the Qingchuan Mountain Mansion. If the Demon Lord likes it, take it."
Bi Fang was dissatisfied, and said sourly: "Tch, how good is your relationship with her? You even gave her something..."
Yun Qing pretended not to hear what Bi Fang said, bid farewell to the two of them, and went to Liu Xiaoniu's boat. Little girl Liu untied the rope that tied the boat, and slowly rowed towards the other side of the lake with Yun Qing.
"Congratulations to the Demon Lord for getting out of trouble."
"Thank you very much."
There was nothing else to say between the two, they stayed silently on the narrow boat, staggering towards the south.
At this time, the rain had stopped, but the fog was still very thick, and the damp and cold feeling in the air became more and more obvious. After this vast smog, the sky is high and the clouds are wide, and the beacon is everywhere, and everything is constantly growing. Looking at the dispersing white mist, Yun Qing suddenly calmed down, and the hostility seemed to disappear with this long escape in the Yaoque Pagoda. The surrounding white mist gently wrapped the boat, and it also gently covered the lake surface, and the breeze dissipated a little.
This mist connects her with the vast world, her heartbeat gradually calms down as the heavens and the earth breathe out spiritual energy, and her breath rises and falls as the stars flicker. She can clearly hear the noise of everything, but her heart has never been so peaceful for a moment. This kind of tranquility that is in harmony with the world needs her to spend a long time to appreciate and comprehend.
After some time, Yun Qing felt that the shaking of the boat stopped, she took a deep look at the Yaoque Pagoda behind which was covered by thick fog, and the demon saint in front of the pagoda smiled at her.
"Farewell." Yun Qing cupped her hands and bowed, not knowing who she was saying goodbye to. Maybe it's the little girl in front of her, maybe it's this mountain that is no longer peaceful, maybe it's the sage who is as gentle as a mother, maybe it's the Yaoque Pagoda that she walked back and forth several times, even herself I can't figure it out, maybe a little bit of it.
Yun Qing turned Fangcunzhan directly, and was already in the southern wilderness when she reappeared. This time she didn't deliberately try to figure out what to do, anyway, what should come will always come, and she was never afraid.
The fleeing demon army and the hunting demon army are everywhere, the pure white holy ring on the distant Jiuming City is slowly expanding, and the black and red Six Paths Wheel of Life and Death is cornered. The sky was so dark that there was no brilliance, no twinkling stars, and no bright moon in the sky, it was just pure darkness. The smell of rotting corpses around is very strong, and the aura pollution caused by monsters makes it almost impossible for practitioners to walk. The smell of gunpowder diffuses, and together with the smell of blood, it sets up the background color of this place of right and wrong.
Before Yun Qing could gain a firm footing, a black magic sword pierced through the sky and ground, cutting a huge gap in front of her. Yi Du in pitch-black armor landed not far from her holding the epee. His expression was cold and hard, his face was as severe as a sculpture, and the blood-colored cloak behind him was flying in the raging fire.
"Come back with me." Yi Du's tone was very strong, he said coldly, "Or do you want to die by my sword?"
Yun Qing closed her eyes, and suddenly laughed, she pulled Kun Wu out from behind with her backhand, her expression was extremely soft, but the knife was full of murderous intent.
There was also a little smile in her words: "It seems good to kill you."
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