What is this about following the will of heaven and going against the will of heaven? You are talking nonsense. No one here dares to criticize you. You might as well explain yourself more clearly.
The evil spirits and monsters knew exactly what the old demon Moxue meant. Even though he had been committing murder and arson and doing evil for many years, and often killed entire families, he was actually a good monk with a kind heart.
What's the use of telling us? Go ask the famous and upright people and see if they believe it.
The evil spirits secretly complained in their hearts, and most of them disdained the words of the old devil Moxue. The devil is the devil, and evil is evil. There is nothing wrong with admitting it, and they are very proud of it.
But it's enough to know this in your heart. The old demon Moxue has high cultivation and is notoriously cruel and ruthless. Anyone who dares to say it out loud to insult him is undoubtedly like a hungry dog going to the toilet and having a full meal... Bah, it's courting death.
"The old immortal is right. Everything has yin and yang, and there is black and white in the world. Black has its own reasons. If we weren't playing the villain, how would the hypocritical villain have the chance to play the good guy?"
"That's right, that's right. Without our sacrifice, how could they have any fame? They would have fought to death among themselves long ago."
"That's right, they should thank us!"
"Hehehehe—"
Inside and outside the Taoist temple, demons laughed loudly, ghosts cried and wolves howled, and the whole place was filled with smoke and foul smells.
The old demon Moxue nodded with a smile, and was very satisfied with everyone's agreement.
When he was young, he was full of heroic spirit, and he would always talk about defying the heavens. But now he is no longer like that. He has reached the perfection of the fusion stage, and the next step is to transcend the tribulation.
He could feel that, from nowhere, a very destructive force was watching him.
It is omnipresent and yet there is no trace to be found. If you insist on pointing out a direction, you can only say that it is probably in the sky.
The old demon Moxue felt that the bottleneck was about to be broken. On the day he entered the tribulation period, his thunder tribulation would also come.
Suddenly, he panicked.
It is said that thunder tribulations are very fond of notorious demons like him, and they would multiply their power at any time. Based on his own perception, this rumor is most likely true.
The old demon Moxue looked back on his eventful life and found...
You can't expect a devil who has done evil all his life to repent.
So, the old demon Moxue looked back and secretly felt wronged. He was really wronged.
Killing the teacher and stealing the treasure, and slaughtering fellow disciples are all minor evils. He went astray and visited the wrong mountain gate. If he didn't kill his fellow disciples, his fellow disciples would kill him. He wielded the butcher knife to survive and protect himself. It cannot be called a sin.
There were also minor mistakes such as killing people for treasures, eating people's flesh, wiping out entire families, and rape... which were also forced by the situation and were understandable if you think about it carefully.
Either he was forced to survive, or the other party sought death and he kindly helped the other party, or he kept his word and killed the entire family as he said he would, and he never took the initiative to do evil.
After counting, he didn't kill many people in the past few hundred years, at most five thousand, at most eight thousand, and definitely not more than ten thousand.
Not much!
But what about this thunder tribulation hanging above his head? It came out of nowhere, as if it would take his life once it fell.
The devil was really wrongly accused to death.
Therefore, in the past two years, the old demon Moxue has been talking about following the will of heaven, and his bloody past has also been described by him as following the will of heaven and doing things against the will of heaven.
To put it bluntly, I was comforting myself and seeking a stable state of mind, so as not to scare myself to death before the thunder tribulation comes.
"Old Immortal, why did you call us to Wu Zhou?" a woman with blue eyes asked with a look of anger and smile.
"Yes, we four brothers came to Wu Zhou and obeyed your orders. We stayed here honestly for more than half a month. If we don't find some blood food, we will starve to death."
On the courtyard wall, four green-faced, fang-toothed heads popped out, all equally ugly, and with ulterior motives in their appearance.
"What are you yelling about? I have invited you many times, but I have never treated us unfairly."
A ball of black liquid overflowed from the cracks in the wall: "Old Immortal, just tell us straight away. If we attack Tianjian Peak, we will follow your lead."
"Hehehehe—"
The sound of smoke and miasma rose again, and the old demon Moxue couldn't help but laugh.
A handsome man with an ordinary face mixed into the crowd, hugged a gorgeous girl beside him, and smiled brightly.
It blended in so perfectly that no one noticed anything was wrong.
Lu Bei: …
Witch: ...
Now, no one thinks it's wrong anymore.
"This time, I am calling all of you here not for the Tianjian Sect, but for the Huangji Sect."
The old demon Moxue swept past the demons and said slowly, "To be honest, I have made a deal with Qi Yan. As long as we can make some noise outside the three western states of Wu Zhou, Qi Yan's old account will be written off."
The demons were stunned at first, then lowered their heads and whispered to each other. The old demon Moxue had a shocking cultivation and was a giant of the Qi and Yan countries. According to legend, he was a guest elder of the Xiantian Mansion and was ordered to integrate the Qi and Yan magic forces. Because of the strong support of the white way, he had the status of the underworld brother.
Although it was just hearsay, the rumor was not groundless. The old demon Moxue was indeed very close to the Xiantian Palace. Under his control, the demon monks in Qi Yan were much more well-behaved than before.
Those who are disobedient will become obedient after going in, especially those who are disobedient...
That's it.
The demons looked around and were shocked to find that none of the obedient ones came, and they happened to be among the disobedient ones.
In an instant, I broke out in a cold sweat.
"Don't worry too much, everyone. This time I am not forcing you to come. If you don't want to, you can leave on your own. I will never stop you." The old demon Moxue laughed loudly.
"In this case, the four of us brothers will take our leave first."
The four ugly ghosts secretly thought it was bad luck, and under the expectant or sympathetic gazes of the crowd, they split into four black lights and flew in all directions.
"Four of you, take care. The journey to the underworld is long. It would be a good idea for you to travel together so that we can look after each other."
The Ink-Blooded Demon laughed loudly, waved his hand to cover the sky, and four drops of black blood fell down.
The dirty blood turned into light and collided with ripples like a substance. In an instant, the air became like a piece of crumpled paper. The sound waves broke through the waves and roared like thunder. All the demons and monsters in the Taoist temple felt their scalps explode and were terrified.
Screams were heard in the distance, and everyone felt even more chilled.
The blood light converged and returned, and four drops of black blood slowly fell. The Ink Blood Demon raised his hands to hold the four red dots. Seeing the souls struggling inside, he shook his head slightly: "You four brothers killed my beloved disciple in the Wandering Soul Valley that year. Today, I will avenge my disciple. Do you four have anything to say?"
The red light twisted, and four souls rushed left and right, trying to find a way to escape.
"Since you have nothing to say, I will send you off now."
The Ink-Blooded Demon spoke calmly, swept the entire place with cold eyes, and swallowed the four drops of blood one by one.
Every time he swallowed a pill, everyone could hear a heart-wrenching cry. After four times, everyone clapped and cheered: "The old immortal avenged his disciple, and was righteous. I only regret that I have no chance in this life. I worshipped the wrong mediocre master in my early years and was unable to listen to the great Dharma under the old immortal's seat."
"Well done for dying! These four evil ghosts deserved it! They deserved to be killed!"
"Good death!"
"If the old immortal hadn't taken action, I would have just..."
The four people who stood out died tragically, setting a good example for everyone. Everyone calmed down and nodded, saying that the proposal of the old demon Moxue was very promising.
As extremists among the magic cultivators, or scum among the demon cultivators, their cultivation techniques require the sacrifice of mortals. The more sacrifices, the stronger their skills.
On Qi Yan's side, everyone was on the wanted list, and they were restricted in their crimes, so they all came to Wu Zhou...
No matter how they die in the future, if they don’t nod now, the old demon Moxue will let them die.
A group of people patted their chests and promised. The Moxue Old Demon saw it and sneered in his heart. He continued, "Don't worry, everyone. I treat you sincerely and I really don't mean to force you. Today I promise that when you return to Qi Yan with a victory, not only will the old accounts be written off, but you can also seek a position in Xiantian Mansion based on your merits."
"Are you serious?"
"How can it be false?"
"Well, we will trust the old immortal this time..."
A bald strong man gritted his teeth and stepped forward and said, "Please send me out of the three western states. I am a mediocre person and don't have any great ambitions. I heard that Wu Zhou Ningzhou is a place with good feng shui, so I'm going there to have fun for a while."
Ningzhou.
For you, a cultivator in the Void Refinement Realm, going to Ningzhou is like a tiger returning to the mountains and a dragon entering the sea. You can do whatever you want with it.
When the demons and monsters heard this, they were all shocked and thought that the bald man did not follow the rules and directly picked a good place.
"Old Immortal, I'm going to Linzhou."
"The three of us are going to Yizhou."
"And I..."
Everyone was eager to save their lives. They had done their homework before coming here, and had counted all the states. They never mentioned the capital or advanced maps like Yuezhou.
"Okay, okay, since you all have ideas, I will definitely not neglect you. Let's set off now." The old demon Moxue laughed, raised his hand and waved his sleeves, and the Taoist temple turned into a flying magic weapon and slowly rose into the air.
At this moment, dark clouds pressed down, the scorching sun hid the black sky, a few stars lit up, and a full moon was in the sky.
The world suddenly changed.
"Hey, who cast the small world?"
The old demon Moxue was both angry and amused. It was just a small world in the realm of refining emptiness, which could be destroyed with a wave of the hand, but it actually blocked his magical vehicle. He was really tired of living.
He followed his senses and found a strange face among the monsters and ghosts.
He was ordinary and had nothing special about him. He was hugging a famous vicious Rakshasa on the street and they seemed to be quite friendly with each other.
The old demon Moxue didn't recognize Lu Bei, and was even less familiar with his changed appearance. He thought he was the witch's lover and frowned in displeasure.
At this time, the evil woman also found something wrong. She smiled awkwardly, pushed away Lu Bei's arm around her, and dispersed with the surrounding crowd.
At this point, Lu Bei no longer wanted to play the role of a demon. It was too tiring and seriously inconsistent with his limited acting range of only being able to play positive characters. He almost failed.
He waved his hand and took out the Black Demon Knife, pointing it at the Ink Blood Demon from afar: "The Wu Zhou Xuan Yinsi is here, you are gathering to cause trouble, the noise is disturbing the people, follow me!"
“Hehehehe—”
The whole room burst into laughter. The bald man who signed up to go to Ningzhou strode out and patted his diamond-like chest with his palm as big as a palm fan: "Boy, you are quite brave, and the knife in your hand is also good. Come on, chop here. If you can break the skin, grandpa will consider you a..."
Swish!!
The blade passed through, splitting the iron tower-like body into two.
Also split into two halves is the soul in the Refining Void Realm, which can be injured but not killed.
Blood splattered and landed on Lu Bei's collar. He glanced at it calmly and snorted coldly: "You are nothing if you can splatter my blood. Who's next?"