After an unknown amount of time, Lu Nanzhi suddenly woke up from the bed and sat up.
"noob?!"
She glanced around in panic, raised her hand to her chest, and felt her violently beating heart.
Real! Powerful!
She was still alive? Living as a human? She hadn't turned into a demon
And... successfully advanced to the God Transformation stage
Lu Nanzhi didn't bother to check his physical condition carefully. This was clearly a room where humans lived, with carved beams and painted buildings, and gauze curtains. Sunlight shone into the room through the half-open windows. The sound of birds singing came from outside. The room was full of vitality without any trace of demonic chill.
Lu Nanzhi held his head which was in extreme pain, got off the bed, staggered to the door and opened it.
The dazzling sunlight made her squint, and when she could see the situation outside clearly, her pupils shrank.
In the small courtyard paved with bluestone bricks, a Fire Kirin in the early stage of Refining Void was sleeping under a century-old ginkgo tree, with golden leaves all over its body. The key point was that in front of it was Jiang Yuebai's pure and flawless lotus platform.
The seemingly peaceful courtyard is actually deep in the Qilin territory.
Lu Nanzhi clenched his fists and did not dare to act rashly. He moved his eyes away from the Fire Kirin and saw Shen Mingjing, who was dressed in green, sitting at the stone table with two cups of tea on the table. He was looking down at a book.
Shen Mingjing raised his eyes, looked Lu Nanzhi up and down, and a helpless smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
"It is worthy of being the Nirvana Divine Fire. Even if only a trace of flesh and blood remains, it can allow you to be reborn in Nirvana and recover as before, making all my plans go to waste."
Lu Nanzhi's heart skipped a beat. Nirvana Fire? The Phoenix Clan's Nirvana Fire
Her pupils trembled, and she looked at the lotus platform in front of the Fire Qilin again.
Lu Nanzhi remembered that there were two tail feathers given by a phoenix in Xiaobai's lotus platform. Xiaobai also told her that these two tail feathers could stimulate the Nirvana Fire if lit, and as long as there was still a breath left, the person could be saved.
So it was Xiaobai who saved her again
It was also because of the Nirvana Divine Fire that she did not completely turn into a demon!
Wait, did Xiaobai's memory recover? Otherwise, how could she think of using these two tail feathers
Lu Nanzhi walked quickly to Shen Mingjing, his eyes sharp and murderous.
"If she is damaged in the slightest, I guarantee that you will never get what the Ice Demon left behind!"
After she finished speaking, a sword sound came from Lu Nanzhi's dantian. The ice sword that was sunk in the endless spring in the Luoze Ice Palace was now in her dantian.
Only when she actually got the sword did Lu Nanzhi realize that this was indeed the Tongtian Magic Treasure, but it was an incomplete Tongtian Magic Treasure. This sword should be a set with four swords, but she only got two.
Before they are gathered together, the two swords can only exert the power of acquired spiritual treasures.
A chill fell on Shen Mingjing's face. Shen Mingjing looked up at Lu Nanzhi and raised the book he had been holding in his hand.
"What I want is never some magic treasure that can reach the sky. The true inheritance of the Saint Ancestor is not her power that can reach the sky, but these books that record the Saint Ancestor's aspirations."
Lu Nanzhi looked at the book in Shen Mingjing's hand. It was the Ice Demon Saint's cultivation notes that Xiaobai had given her when they were in Luoze Ice Palace.
Lu Nanzhi touched her hand and found that her storage ring was gone.
Shen Mingjing put down the book and said calmly, "Don't worry, she is not only fine, but she has also received great benefits. Whether she can survive depends on whether she still recognizes me as her 'brother'."
Shen Mingjing bit his tongue when he uttered the last two words. He glanced at the lotus platform out of the corner of his eye. Lu Nanzhi looked over and saw a black lightning flash across the lotus platform.
The extremely ferocious aura spread like ripples, and even the Fire Kirin tensed its scales in fear.
The breath of the Mahayana demon!
Shen Mingjing pushed the teacup in front of Lu Nanzhi and motioned for her to sit down.
Jiang Yuebai was under someone's control, and Lu Nanzhi had no choice but to sit down, suppressing his anger and murderous intent.
Lu Nanzhi was shocked. He didn't expect it to be like this.
But if you think about it carefully, under the circumstances at that time, only the Heavenly Demon within the Demon Clan had the chance to save them. Otherwise, Shen Mingjing and Fire Qilin would not be able to do so.
"What do you want? You want to be the Holy Lord of the Demon Race and crush the entire human race. Why do you have to force us to do it?!"
Lu Nanzhi has never been able to figure this out.
Shen Mingjing smiled bitterly and lowered his eyes to look at the book on the table. "I still haven't figured out why the Holy Ancestor chose you. You don't understand the Holy Ancestor at all, and you are not like her at all."
Shen Mingjing always remembered that when he had just gained consciousness and memory in the Demon Realm, he was captured by an ice demon and taken to the ice demon territory.
Originally he was going to be eaten, but the ice demon might have found a better demon, who happened to be the demon in charge of the Ice Palace's Book Hall, so he locked him up in the only place with books in the entire demon realm.
From the book left by the Holy Ancestor, he saw a world completely different from the Demon Realm, a world that was magnificent, mysterious, full of unknowns and hope.
From there on, his demonic life was completely changed!
It is incomprehensible that those stupid and ignorant ice demons are guarding the treasures left by the Holy Ancestor, but are still living in a barbaric way.
Shen Mingjing took a deep breath, suppressed his chaotic thoughts, and said to Lu Nanzhi, "Like the Holy Ancestor, I have never wanted war or dominance over the three realms. War is only a means and a necessary process for us to achieve our goals."
Lu Nanzhi looked at Shen Mingjing with great surprise.
"What the Holy Ancestor and I want is a world where all spirits are equal, full of order, vitality and hope. We do not hate the human race. In fact, we admire and agree with everything about the human race and want to integrate into it."
Shen Mingjing stared at Lu Nanzhi.
"You are a demon cultivator, I am a demon. What do you think is the difference between us? After death, your flesh and blood will return to dust, earth to earth, and all things will return to heaven and earth. The same is true for demons! I was born a demon, it was not my choice, why should I suffer discrimination and persecution from humans?"
"Humans can read and gain wisdom, be polite and trustworthy, and so can demons. My existence is proof of this! It's just that no one has ever given the demons this opportunity! If demons and humans were born on the same line, reading the same books, and learning the same laws, would the difference between humans and demons be just the difference in body structure?"
Lu Nanzhi frowned and did not agree.
Shen Mingjing snorted and laughed, "Yes, the human race believes that the demons are inherently violent and murderous, but among the human race, are there no beings that are inherently evil? The evil of the human race is even more complex and cruel than that of the demons! Only when the war stops completely, the demons will no longer be brutal for survival and will have the opportunity to change in a peaceful environment."
"What I want is such an equal opportunity. However, I cannot beg for charity from the human race like a weakling. I can only force the human race to accept it through war and killing!"
"Seeking peace is the mercy of the strong, not the pleading of the weak! Only the strong can end the war and bring true peace to the three realms!"
Lu Nanzhi's heart trembled, as if he heard the powerful voice of the Ice Demon Saint echoing in his mind.
Just when she was about to agree with Shen Mingjing, a black light suddenly rushed in front of her. She instinctively leaned back to avoid it, and an ink turtle immediately appeared in the air in front of her.
"Stop! You bastard!"
Ouch!!!
“Ouch!”
Jiang Yuebai's voice came along with the angry roar of Fire Kirin. Lu Nanzhi turned his head abruptly and saw that one of Fire Kirin's eyes was painted black and it was roaring with a turtle mark on its face.
Jiang Yuebai, who looked only twelve or thirteen years old, was knocked to the ground by the air current. When she raised her head, she also had one black eye and a turtle mark on her face, but she did not look at Lu Nanzhi. Instead, she stared at Shen Mingjing with her eyes shining.
“Brother!!”
Also, don’t scold yet…
(End of this chapter)