Black earthy token. The reverse side is engraved with a naked woman holding her knees and bowing her head, with shackles on her limbs. This is the emblem of an artistic holy slave.
The front is surrounded by flame patterns, depicting a
The word "mulberry".
"Lao Sang's order?" Xu Xiaoshou held the order and looked around, then raised his eyes in confusion.
"What's the meaning?"
"Your master has been at odds with my philosophy a long time ago, so he is considered a half-free Saint slave."
"This is the order he handed back to me before he left, but I didn't agree with him to leave, and his heart hasn't left yet." Xu Xiaoshou's eyes suddenly filled with curiosity.
He knew a little bit about the reasons, otherwise Sang Lao would not have returned to Tiansang Ling Palace. But it was only a glimpse of its appearance but not its details, so he asked: "So, what is your reason for..."
"He thinks that I am still too extreme and eager for quick results."
"To subvert the current continental structure and overthrow the rule of the five holy emperor families, this matter can only be done step by step and cannot be done rashly."
"We should wait a few more decades until everything is fully prepared - the secret alliance is fully established, and the power of the ghost beasts will not backfire, etc."
"If you come out like this, the overall situation can be decided." Xu Xiaoshou nodded upon hearing this. Sang Lao's thoughts are not unreasonable. The Eight Masters are indeed reckless. There is only one Holy Slave at present. Even before the alliance with Xuyue Gray Palace was formed, they have already declared war on the Holy Temple.
It’s hard to sing alone! This is definitely hard steel! Maybe Ba Zunzhen thinks this is normal, but this can only be personal to him.
I believe everyone around him is under great pressure. But if the ghost beasts on the inner island are released at this time, there will be situations such as being unable to control it, or a small one betraying it.
fatal! There is no recovery! Xu Xiaoshou could imagine how much pain it would bring to the Holy Slave if even one link was missing during the previous or subsequent actions.
In the game on Void Island, the Holy Temple was completely defeated, and several members of the Semi-Saint City fell, but did this damage the foundation?
No! For the Holy Temple, this is not even a serious injury. They still have many opportunities to come back.
However, with such a defeat, what if the Holy Slave suffered once? Xu Xiaoshou was frightened when he thought about it. There are only a few semi-saints among the real top leaders of the Saint Slave. They rely entirely on the ghost beasts on the inner island to support them, and they cannot afford a single defeat.
And once defeated, with the urinary nature of the ghosts and beasts in the inner island, they will scatter like birds and beasts, return to the heaven and earth, and seek peace of mind.
It was originally a loose alliance temporarily gathered under the name of the Eight Masters, and there were even more who succumbed to force.
This organization seems to be powerful, but it is all supported by the Eight Masters. He shook his body and everyone and the ghost beasts had to take a look to see if he was about to collapse. He coughed and everyone had to think about whether they could end the battle and leave.
But he is the Eight Masters, he is too strong!
"What about you?" Xu Xiaoshou didn't have any so-called absolute favoritism or position. He only asked from an outsider's perspective.
"What do you think about Mr. Sang's concerns?" Bazun sneered, his lips and teeth parted: "A rat's eyesight is short-sighted." Hiss!
Xu Xiaoshou took a sharp breath, looked at the strange expressions of the people beside him, and thought to himself, could you please save some face for me, Old Man Sang, he is still in there!
"I think his considerations may not be biased..." Xu Xiaoshou considered his words, thinking, am I too short-sighted?
"That's what ordinary people think." Bazun said calmly: "Of course he is right. What is wrong is that he underestimated his opponent." Xu Xiaoshou looked around the crowd again and saw the anger in their eyes. .
Good guy! All I have to do is scold everyone here as rubbish!
"I'd like to hear some good advice." Xu Xiaoshou said with a strange air.
"I can't talk about it. Take you as an example. Now that you have left Void Island, do you think you still have time to grow?" Bazun glanced at him.
"Uh..." The topic suddenly turned to himself. Xu Xiaoshou was stunned for a while and soon realized that he was in big trouble.
Kill Rao Yaoyao himself. It's okay on Void Island, there are restrictions in the rules. Once we really return to the Holy Spirit Continent, let alone setting up the first floor of the sky to cause trouble, whether we can have even one day of breathing time will be a question.
Holy Emperor Rao, will he let him go? Absolutely impossible! Three members of the ten-member council of the Holy Temple have fallen. Will they let go of their hatred?
Absolutely impossible! Bazun looked far into the distance, seeing extremely far-sighted things, and said leisurely: "After leaving Void Island, you will be the number one bounty criminal in the world, and countless troubles will follow."
"You are easier to catch than me, and you are only in the throne realm. The achievements on Void Island are essentially borrowed from external forces. If you spread it out, it is even more empty talk. And it will be too long before you can become a true half-saint."
"Even if you can achieve enlightenment once and shorten the period of time, how long will it take... ten days or half a month?" Everyone was still immersed in it and worried, but suddenly they were stunned.
This is what the Eight Masters see in their eyes
"Enlightened in one day"? It takes half a month to reach the Half-Saint Realm of the Throne Realm... In the middle, you have omitted the Dao Cutting, Nine-Death Thunder Tribulation, and Taixu Realm?
Even if there is no bottleneck in the breakthrough, Xu Xiaoshou's rock-solid Dao foundation alone may not be able to reach the Holy Realm even if he keeps taking the Holy Medicine for half a month!
"This doesn't even talk about whether you can achieve enlightenment at once, so the time will have to be extended later."
"According to your thinking, ten years is considered a short time, although I believe you don't have to." Bazun smiled knowingly and looked away: "So you think they will give you this time to grow and develop?" Xu Xiaoshou There was silence for a moment.
His current passive value is full of recklessness, and he may not be able to get it. Fortunately, there is someone who is proficient in swordsmanship, and he can be regarded as half a half-saint, but now his Taoist foundation is damaged... thinking about it makes me feel a little confused.
After that, it was very troublesome!
"Don't take any chances. The Holy Temple will send people to deal with you next, at least starting as a semi-saint."
"Because you have entered Dao Qiongang's eyes, others will look down on you, but he will not."
"It just so happens that with the help of your external pressure, Dao Qiongcang will either leave the Guizhe Holy Mountain or integrate the Guizhe Holy Mountain." After Ba Zun warned him, he changed the topic: "Then, come back to the Holy Slave. "
"Those who stand high above the world do treat the common people like dumb dogs, but when you step on their feet and hurt them, these saints disguised as sheep will also attack with thunder."
"The Holy Slave has always been hiding, so naturally it will not attract much attention, but once it emerges, it will hurt the fundamental interests of the five Holy Emperor families and the Holy Temple..."
"Even if there is only a hint of this trend, do you think they will give the Holy Slave time and opportunity?" Bazun asked this question well, and asked everyone present.
yes! Xu Xiaoshou beheaded several saints in the Holy Temple, and the situation there almost got out of control, and even the Holy Emperor was dispatched.
What the Holy Slave wants to touch is their roots. How can they wait for another few decades in peace? How can there be complete preparation?
Only in wartime can we understand peace and security! When Xu Xiaoshou saw the silence around him, he understood how powerful the brainwashing technique that Ba Zun was familiar with was.
He is unaffected, and can still put forward some thoughts of his own from this sophistry: "You have never thought that everything you have now exists because of you alone - the holy slaves, ghost beasts, and What are your other trump cards that I don’t know about…”
"I know what you want to say." Bazun said with a knowing smile.
"This is exactly what Wu Xiu, and even all of them ordinary people, will consider."
"That's good. I have a question that others may not dare to ask." Xu Xiaoshou was too direct and said, "What if you fall down?" Everyone's eyes immediately focused.
Even the water ghost couldn't help but look at Ba Zunzhen, this desolate middle-aged man who was so frail that he seemed to die peacefully if he coughed in the next second.
Ba Zunzhen shook his head slowly and said calmly: "I will not fall."
"You are very confident." Xu Xiaoshou smiled.
"If I don't have confidence, no one in this world would dare to talk about confidence."
"Then have you ever thought that if you can't afford the Holy Slaves, the world under the rule of the Holy Temple will actually be relatively stable?" Everyone heard this, especially the elderly, and all looked at Xu Xiaoshou in surprise.
This thought has actually occurred to some people, but it doesn't make much sense. Thinking too much will only lead to self-denial.
Xu Xiaoshou has obviously grown up after the battle on Void Island. Thinking that this level has come... Mei Jiren shook his fan and couldn't help but speed up his movements.
Everyone's eyes turned to Bazun again, expecting an answer. Xu Xiaoshou seemed out of tune. Sometimes the world is sober and the problem is deep.
Bazun is still smiling. His turbid eyes swept over everyone's faces one by one, staying for a long time on Shui Gui, Mei Jiren, etc., and said softly: "I can't afford to be a saint slave. Mr. Jiren will not be canonized so far. Of course he doesn't care. this."
"I can't afford the Holy Slave, Yu Mo will not become a water ghost, and the first name of the Spiritual Department will be spread all over the world. Of course, he doesn't care about this."
"I can't afford a saint slave. Cen Qiaofu will become an expert in the Southern Region, Ning Honghong will wander around the world, and Sang Qiye will shrink into a spiritual palace. Of course, they don't care about this."
"I can't afford to be a saint slave, Gou Wuyue is still a saint, the god is also living on the cross street corner, Cao Yihan dreams of death and drunkenness, Wen Ting wipes his sword and practices Taoism, and Yuebei Huarao Dao is high in the clouds, of course they don't care about this. "The eight masters' familiar eyes fell back on Xu Xiaoshou, his tone was still calm, but his emotions were no longer single: "There are no saint slaves in this world, and mortals are still comfortable, because the outcome is the same for them without the saint slaves. Birth, old age, sickness and death.”
"But there are no saint slaves in this world, and geniuses will never be able to succeed. Of course they will find it acceptable, because it has always been this way."
"But with a cover on the top of your head, the flowers can only bloom sideways, right?"
"But isn't this deformed?" Bazun laughed knowingly, shook his head for a long time and said: "Others can tolerate it, but I cannot; others can avoid it, but I cannot avoid it."
"Sword cultivator takes one breath, and when Ni Jiuchongtian... can't stand the darkness, I will stand up. I have a problem with this."
"If God had not given birth to me, the world would have been peaceful; if God had given birth to me, there would have been no peace for a long time." The Eight Masters said these words calmly, and everyone around them was moved when they heard the sound.
If Xu Xiaoshou's thinking is indeed profound, then the concept of the Eight Masters shocked everyone.
He is standing in a higher dimension and he is always awake! Even Mei Jiren broke into a cold sweat and realized that he had had enough of being submissive. People will get used to it.
If there were no Holy Slaves, if there was no Holy Temple, if there were no five Holy Emperor families... In his time, he wouldn't have waited so long to be canonized on Void Island, right?
What was it that made me in my early years not care about whether I was a swordsman or not, and why I lost my ambition to be a swordsman and make progress?
Meiji almost couldn't find his original intention, but Bazun knew at this moment that he gave the answer: It's time! In a wrong era, only the wrong flowers can bloom.
If we don't fundamentally change, the flowers will be just greenhouse playthings without any wild fragrance. But humans are also beasts, possessing hot blood and wild nature. How can they really cut off their fangs and claws?
The water ghost remained silent. He knew that this was the answer he was looking for, and it was also his original intention of practicing Taoism.
But now, through a conversation with Xu Xiaoshou, Ba Zunzhen revealed his answer.
"Is this a battle between great avenues?" Xu Xiaoshou was also in a state of confusion, but he saw the wounds all over the Void Island.
The broken bones, the broken country... The souls of resentment and unwillingness intertwined into the whining sound of the wind, weakness and self-satisfaction turned into bitter fruits... The gods were fighting, and the mortals suffered.
The Void Island is like this. After returning to the Holy Spirit Continent, how much trouble will it cause if the battle between the avenues starts again?
Xu Xiaoshou tried not to think about these things that had nothing to do with him. He only focused on himself and the people around him now.
But at this time, he was moved by the words of the Eight Masters, and he became more confused and at a loss. Bazun looked at the young man, as if he saw his old self, and said with a smile: "I have also had the same confusion as you, or in other words, as long as a human being has human nature, he should have such thoughts... …”
"But Xu Xiaoshou, you are wrong." Xu Xiaoshou raised his head, his eyes confused.
"They are not innocent!"
"People die for money, and birds die for food. Their fate is destined to perish here. Even if they escape here, they will not have a happy ending."
"Risk and opportunity coexist. This is their choice and has nothing to do with you. Self-pity will not make you more awake, it will only make your mind bound to yourself and breed demons." After Xu Xiaoshou was stunned for a moment, he felt like he was enlightened.
Yes, along the way, who of the people I killed didn’t have a way to die? From Wen Chong, Feng Kong, Shao Yi, Zhang Xinxiong, Zhang Taiying and even the entire Zhang family... From the major killers such as Red Dog, Shuangdai, Jinzu, Sanzhangxiang, as well as Yi, Rao Yaoyao, and even those who have been able to control the death situation by themselves. Teng Shanhai, Jiang Buyi, Yan Wuse, etc... who has no way to die?
Everyone is fighting for their own interests. The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. How can we show mercy?
"I understand." Xu Xiaoshou looked at the Eight Masters and understood a lot at the same time. He turned over Sang Laoling in his hand again, and suddenly realized why Ba Zunsui had said so much to him.
This guy clearly hates trouble and looks down on everyone, including himself...
"What does this mean?" Xu Xiaoshou raised the token.
"You guessed it."
"But that's your master's order. I just gave it to you for safekeeping. You should be able to protect it now." Bazun said knowingly and took out another token from his arms.
This token is black, with the Saint Slave's emblem still on the back, but a different word on the front, a
The word "suffer". The water ghost's expression changed. Xiao Kongtong raised his eyebrows. Mei Jiren's paper fan froze, a little surprised.
Zhu Yiyi looked at the token, his eyes already starting to shine. The eight masters know how to do this
The "Shou Zi Ling" was handed over and he said with a smile: "Before this, you and I just had a simple forced relationship. As far as the Holy Slave is concerned, you are still in the assessment stage."
"In the battle on Void Island, I saw your growth, and you gained the ability to be a chess master on your own."
"Of course you can go out independently on the first floor of the sky, but you still need the help of the Saint Slave in all aspects."
"The vacancy left by Wuxiu's departure also needs to be filled urgently...and I think you are now able to overcome all opinions and suppress all voices."
"Being frightened, passive value, +1." Xu Xiaoshou stared blankly at the familiar yet unfamiliar black token, and looked at the Eight Masters in disbelief.
Bazunzun still maintained the action of handing out the token, cleared his throat, his face was serious and a bit joking, and he said in a rather strange tone: "Now, I, Bazunzun, officially extend an invitation to you!"
"Master Shou, I have cast your throne. Are you willing to condescend to me as my holy slave?"
