After ensuring that Maitreya could not resist, Baiyao immediately erased the soul mark on the Zhuxian Sword.
At the same moment when he sacrificed the Immortal Killing Sword, he felt the obsession of Demon Ancestor Luo Hu.
The obsession does not erode the consciousness, nor pollute the spiritual platform, but is born directly from the depths of his heart, as if he himself is Rahu, who wants to kill all races to achieve enlightenment.
Nuwa's saintly power cannot stop Luo Hu's obsession, because the obsession has been integrated with the Four Swords of Killing Immortals, coexisting with the killing power.
After closing his eyes and reciting the Pure Heart Mantra several times, his obsession to control him and kill everything completely disappeared.
At the same time, the evil spirit between his eyebrows and eyes also disappeared.
Kong Xuan directly used his cultivation to forcibly search Maitreya's memory. Except for the scene where the saint appeared, he controlled everything.
So, he told Baiyao who this Western disciple with the lotus incarnation was.
"Maitreya?"
Baiyao stood in front of the pale Maitreya with his hands clasped together, and sneered:
"Have you been enlightened again?"
Maitreya closed his eyes and said nothing, and kept chanting Hinayana Buddhism.
The person he is now is no longer the person he used to be.
First brainwashed by Mahayana Buddhism, and then enlightened by Hinayana Buddhism, his true personality has long been washed away into a blank sheet of paper.
Even with the memories of the past, he became a different person.
He now only has one identity - a devout Western disciple.
Baiyao's eyes were dark, like a cold and dark stream, with evil ghosts inside.
If the silver candlestick is enlightened, the current expression should be the same as Maitreya.
"Don't you know his purpose?"
Baiyao looked at Kong Xuan.
Kong Xuan shook his head and said:
"It is very likely that it was erased by the saint."
Baiyao withdrew his gaze and looked at Maitreya, whose appearance had changed greatly.
He was not thinking about how to deal with this Western disciple who once wanted to kill him through dreams.
Just sacrifice it.
What he was thinking about was a new sacrificial plan.
Inspired by what he once said about the two sages in the West being evil spirits, he created a sacrificial system specifically for practitioners.
Promote the story of evil demons blaspheming the gods among the people, create a battle between heaven and demon world, and then divide all enemies into the demon world.
After that, the story of each evil spirit was written in detail to show how powerful it was.
As demons become more famous, they become rare.
Thus, it became a high-level sacrifice.
High-level sacrifices are not so easy to find. Even if he sacrifices a Daluo Jinxian, the people of Dashang must feel that the sacrifice is indeed worthy of being sacrificed to their ancestors.
Otherwise, everyone will think that he is just an ordinary practitioner or a supernatural god.
Adding ancestral blasphemy to an enemy increases their rarity.
After all, the majesty of the ancestors is inviolable. Those who dare to blaspheme their ancestors must have committed a heinous crime. They must be cut into pieces and sacrificed to appease the anger of the ancestors.
"Seal him first," Baiyao said to Kong Xuan, "bring Chao Ge back to me. I want to test whether he can serve as the highest-level sacrifice."
Kong Xuan opened his palm towards Maitreya, activated the five-color divine light again, and sealed everything about Maitreya again, and then used his magical power to imprison Maitreya in a five-color bead.
The opponent has the power of a saint in his body, so be absolutely careful.
Put away the five-color divine light, and the scene of the mountain temple appears.
Baiyao didn't leave in a hurry, but cast a spell to enter Yin Zhuzhi's boudoir.
Perhaps she noticed something strange in the barrier she created. Her eyelashes trembled slightly. After a moment, she opened her eyes slightly and said sleepily:
"What's wrong? Big wish..."
Baiyao pondered for a moment and asked:
"Will you go back to Chaoge with me?"
After thinking about it, he still felt that it was not safe to leave the silver candlesticks alone here. Now that the catastrophe has begun, if one day there is a fight between practitioners in the world, passing by Nanmu Mountain, the aftermath of the battle will shock her to death.
The prerequisite for Yin Zhuzhi to live a carefree life is that she can survive.
Even if a large formation is established, what if someone is not afraid of the formation?
For example, Donghuang Taiyi, who was holding the Chaos Clock, saw with his own eyes the golden candlestick passing through his Chaos Clock.
Unless the formation is the Zhuxian Sword Formation, Taiyi, who is holding the innate treasure, cannot be stopped.
Perhaps because he pinned the life he once longed for on Xiaolu, Baiyao is now very conflicted. He hopes that Yinzhuzhi can be a mountain god in Nanmu Mountain, but also hopes that she can be by his side and protect her personally.
Yin Zhuzhi rubbed his eyes and yawned. Apparently he was still half asleep. He did not salute, but just asked:
"Da Zhu, what should I do if I leave Nanmu Mountain?"
Baiyao said:
"There will be someone with integrity who will complete your work."
Immediately afterwards, he told Yin Zhuzhi all his worries.
He tried to be as concise as possible, because Xiaolu couldn't understand what a deer demon who looked exactly like her had shocked a bunch of Daluo in Zixiao Palace.
After a while, Yin Candlestick woke up completely, pointed at herself blankly, and asked:
"Am I famous?"
Baiyao nodded and said softly:
"The person who came to visit you recently was actually here for my secret method of humanity. The bald man has been caught. He is the one with evil intentions."
Yin Zhuzhi suddenly realized, "I remember! He kept talking about the Paradise and so on!"
Baiyao explained:
"If he comes for a few more days, you won't be the same person anymore."
"Go back with me. I can move Nanmu Mountain back to Chaoge."
You can use magic to move mountains and fill seas, or you can use cultivation to force it.
However, there are many treasures of white medicine, and you can accomplish this with just any magic weapon.
Yin Zhuzhi pursed her lips. She was just innocent and not a fool. Naturally, she could tell how dangerous her current situation was.
The ancient demon king holding the innate treasure, the Western disciples sent by the saint, the casual cultivators who want to get the treasure back...
"Great wishes," Yin Zhuzhi looked at Baiyao pitifully and said, "Can you come back in the future?"
Baiyao nodded and said:
"When everything is over, I will no longer restrain you."
Silver Candlestick can't bear to leave the residents at the foot of the mountain. She has been protecting this place for a long, long time.
She got off the bed and started packing her things with tears in her eyes.
Neatly folded clothes, beautiful stones, amber wrapped in flowers...
Until even her own bed was tucked into the branches in her hands, she said softly in a consultative tone:
"Best wishes, can Nanmu Mountain be left to the people at the foot of the mountain? Many people depend on this mountain for their livelihood."
"Okay, I will choose a better room for you in the Star Building."
The barrier dissipated and it turned back into a mountain temple.
Baiyao took out the Imperial God List and contacted the nearest Jie Jiao disciple who was the Water God.
A moment later, a man from the Heavenly Realm came with a sword.
He landed outside the mountain temple. After entering, he bowed his hands to Baiyao and Kong Xuan and said:
"I've met Da Zhu, I've met seniors."
Baiyao didn't say much and explained:
"I'm going to take the silver candlesticks back to the Star-Zhaing Tower. Please take care of Nanmushan."
When the Heavenly Immortal heard this, he immediately created a clone and stayed in the mountain temple.
There are less than 400 human gods. Even ordinary mountain gods are not responsible for only one mountain alone. They are responsible for a very wide range.
Correspondingly, more will power is obtained.
Jiejiao disciples basically let their avatars take charge of the affairs of the gods and concentrate on their own cultivation.
With the immortal cultivation level of the Jie Jiao disciple in front of him, it is not difficult to create another clone.
Baiyao didn't offer any benefits to get rid of this immortal. If such a simple thing was beneficial, there would be no need to stay on the imperial list.
After everything was ready, and after Yin Zhuzhi told the disciples about the mountain gods, they went to Chaoge.
Not long after, one person, one deer and one bird arrived outside Chaoge.
The bleakness of autumn has not yet arrived, and as far as the eye can see are large tracts of rice fields.
The farmers were very busy harvesting grain.
The curiosity about the new environment dissipated the slight sadness in Yin Zhuzhi's heart about leaving home.
Nanmu Mountain was a bit remote. She had never seen so many people and fields as far as the eye could see.
It was Baiyao's idea to take her around.
"Da Zhu, are there rice trees here too?"
The silver candlesticks have turned into human legs, but they can't change their habit of jumping around when walking. They look excitedly at the farmers harvesting grain while sweating profusely.
Baiyao smiled and said nothing.
Kong Xuan held his hands and said:
"It's just some trivial means."
Several people changed their appearance and entered the city. The bustling scene stunned Yin Zhuzhi.
Zhao Gongming is the God of Forging, but he is not satisfied with just blessing craftsmen in making utensils.
Construction technology, smelting technology, invention of new tools...
He was doing everything, even Kong Xuan was not as diligent as him.
Since he became the sacrificial god, the buildings in Chaoge have become taller and more gorgeous.
And he will also cast spells on many buildings to ensure that the structure of the building will not collapse.
There was a lot of traffic and a lot of people, and scenes that had never been seen before were competing to appear in Yin Zhuzhi's eyes.
She even felt uneasy because of the large number of people, and subconsciously held Baiyao's sleeve.
It wasn't until the sun set and they had enough shopping that they returned to the Star-Zhaing Tower.
Deliberately, all the practitioners in the Star Reaching Tower sensed the arrival of the silver candle branches.
Almost everyone recognized this humble deer demon as a humane elf.
Back on the top floor, Nezha didn't know when he would arrive, staring at the turtle Buhei flying in the air with big eyes and small eyes.
"father!"
After he discovered Baiyao, Peipianpidian ran over.
Yin Zhuzhi looked at Baiyao in surprise. She didn't expect that Da Zhu would have a child at such a young age, and that they would be so old.
Kong Xuan saw Yin Zhuzhi's expression and seemed to know what she was thinking, thinking not to mention Nezha, you are regarded as his daughter too.
Does Da Zhu have any quirks?
He likes to be other people's father so much that he won't even let his brothers go.
Under Duobao's careful instruction, Nezha has broken through to the Golden Immortal level. The Heavenly Tribulation struck him like a tickle, and his aura was extremely strong. If he didn't control it, the precious light from his body could blind a mortal's eyes.
Nezha said to Baiyao enthusiastically:
"Dad! The child has grown up! He wants to be an official!"
"Oh?" Baiyao looked up and down at Nezha, who was about the same height as himself, and thought for a moment: "Then how about making you the Nixianxian of the Western Expedition?"
Nezha's eyes lit up, "Can my child participate in the Western Expedition?"
Baiyao nodded, took out a Xuanniao card and threw it to Nezha, saying:
"Pack up and go to Qinglong Pass. Don't attack without authorization. You must obey Zhang Guifang's orders."
He knew with his toes that if he died under the Seven Arrows book, Xiqi would definitely try his best to avoid a head-on confrontation with the angry Dashang army.
If you want to relieve the pressure on the frontal battlefield, you can only start from the north and south directions.
When Xiqi invades the bitter cold land in the north, the burden of food and baggage will be heavy, and the gain will not be worth the loss.
Only by sending troops to attack Qinglong Pass along Chuzhou and open the gateway to Nandu can the pressure be relieved.
Nezha happily took the sign. The gold medal that Di Xin awarded him last time was crushed by him, which made him feel sad for a long time.
After putting the sign away, he was about to leave when he suddenly noticed the silver candlestick standing a little awkwardly aside.
The cute appearance of the little deer can impress even the well-informed Kong Xuan.
When they first met, Kong Xuan helped her improve her bloodline and improve her cultivation.
Even Baiyao, who had decided to kill all the gods to make up for the national fortune because the country's fortune was so pitiful, gave up his murderous intention because of the cute appearance of the silver candlestick.
Therefore, Yin Zhuzhi's good fortune is closely related to her appearance.
When he looked into those clear purple eyes, Nezha suddenly lost consciousness, then his face turned red, and he said uncontrollably:
"Sister is so pretty..."
He looks sixteen years old, but his mind is only nine years old. He doesn't know anything about the love between men and women. It's just that he has never seen such a beautiful sister.
But Baiyao still rewarded him with a chestnut, stared at him and said:
"How old are you? Go quickly, Qinglong Pass has been breached, I will deal with you according to military law!"
Nezha suddenly felt shy, covered his face and trotted away.
He doesn't understand the love between men and women, but killing is what he is best at.
Since they did not block other people's perception, Qiong Xiao and Bi Xiao, who lived downstairs, watched the whole scene.
"I was scared when I was in Zixiao Palace, but now I realize that this sister is so cute."
"Could it be Da Zhu's daughter?"
"It must be my biological child! They are protected like this!"
"Yes, yes! Otherwise, how could you possibly know the secret of humanity?"
Their consciousnesses were whispering.
Not only them, but all the Jie Jiao disciples who lived in Zhaixing Tower carefully observed the silver candle branches.
Baiyao also wanted to use this to make them give up their thoughts about Yin Zhuzhi and tell them that this was his person.
Call Daji.
Daji, who was teaching the newly arrived dancers how to dance the sacrificial dance, came running from the ancestral temple soon after receiving the call.
When she saw the silver candle branch, even her nine-tailed fox, whose natural power was to enchant people, was startled.
Baiyao smiled at her and said:
"Arrange a place for her on the top floor and take her around Chaoge in the past few days."
He introduced the silver candlestick again:
"Her name is Daji, my maid. If you need anything in the future, just tell her."
Yin Zhuzhi blushed and stepped forward, bowed slightly and said:
"I've met Sister Daji."
Every move she makes reveals her innocence and innocence.
Daji's heart suddenly started pounding and she whispered:
"What a cute sister."
"Take her to rest. If she doesn't want to rest, take her out to play."
After Baiyao finished speaking, he and Kong Xuan entered a quiet room.
After closing the door, Kong Xuan released Maitreya.
Looking at Maitreya who was meditating with his hands folded, Baiyao smiled and said:
"Are you saying that you are lucky, or that you are pitiful?"
From Qiao Moxi's mouth, Baiyao learned that Maitreya was cursed by Yi Yun.
After losing the physical body and being transported back and forth, the self has long been lost.
Maitreya turned a deaf ear and kept chanting the Hinayana Dharma.
His memories are all there, they just look a little like someone else's.
Baiyao didn't bother to lecture him, so he took out a pen and paper and began to compile a story about how the evil demon named Maitreya desecrated his ancestors.
(End of chapter)
