Southern wilderness.
Five hours had passed since Chen Luo rescued Song Ci, and the ancestor demons had already forgotten about this incident.
After Lang Feixian took the lead in jungle development, Yuan Bubai stole the tower in the bottom lane and directly opened the divine equipment. After Song Ci changed his confrontation lane, perhaps he was stimulated. Almost at the same time, the peak sages of the Southern Wilderness suddenly faced The Ancestral Demon Realm launched an attack.
At this time, the Southern Wilderness is filled with demonic energy, blood energy is soaring to the sky, and the pressure of the Great Sage is rising and falling, colliding and confronting invisibly. Those little demons below the third level, feeling the tide of blood and the pressure of the Great Sage, are also undergoing rapid transformation.
"Although this bloodline tide is weird, it is indeed of great benefit to the Southern Wilderness..." An ancestor demon sighed, "Looking at the scale of this bloodline tide, it seems to be more than enough to break through five or six ancestor demon realms."
Another ancestral demon's divine thoughts spread and agreed: "Yes. The human race has Chen Luo to open martial arts. The martial arts is destined to flourish, and the human race's strength will inevitably increase sharply. This bloodline tide seems to be the blessing of the demon ancestor, and it has also greatly improved our demon clan. Strength for the next hundred years!”
"Not only that! Don't forget, there is also the Bai Ze from Fangcun Mountain! His wonderful writings can help low-level monsters absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, and the ancient scriptures of mountains and seas can help the monsters trace the blood shadow of their ancestral monsters and advance to the great sage. Another ancestor demon added, "The article "The Legend of Wukong" condenses the battle shadows of the ancestor demons, which is helpful to the great saint realm. Now it has helped the ape tribe to find the bloodline of the half-emperor demon!"
"From the ninth grade to the first grade, and even to the super grade, Bai Mo is of great use to the demon clan! He is our trump card against the human race in the future of Southern Wilderness!"
The ancestor demons immediately began to think deeply after hearing this. From the beginning, they might have only regarded Bai Mo as a talented junior, but now that Bai Mo's role was so clearly pointed out, they suddenly realized that this square inch of mountain Bai Mo was of great significance to Southern Wilderness seems to have a strategic position for the Monster Clan.
This will inevitably affect the power structure of Southern Wilderness in the future.
However, the ancestor demons thought about it carefully and realized that it was not the case!
What is Baize? That's a strange beast!
Alien beasts are born from the bloodline of the demon ancestors by chance. They are born in the form of the ancestral demon, and there is no lower bloodline. Let alone the union between Bai Ze and other demon clans, even if there are two Baizes, one male and one female, their union will not be possible. It is difficult to reproduce a white Ze.
This is the limitation of the bloodline of alien beasts.
Therefore, the alien beasts cannot become a race at all. They are either unique, or they are guests of the powerful tribes in the Southern Wilderness!
From this perspective, all the demon clans in Southern Wilderness have no essential conflict with Bai Ze, and they should all try their best to make good friends.
No wonder the Qinglong Emperor personally escorted Bai Mo from the moment he appeared! Not only did he give away a sycamore forest, but he also made a rare move and beat up some ancestral demons who tried to harm him.
Sure enough, he matures into a mature person, and he is far-sighted.
Look at that human Chen Luo, can he be treated like this?
At most, it was just one sentence, and he also taught Han Changli and Chen Xiyi a lesson.
The closeness and distance can be seen at a glance!
The Azure Dragon Emperor is indeed facing the demon clan!
"It's a pity that Bai Mo is still in the third-level Great Sage Realm. If he has become the pinnacle Great Sage, we, Nanhuang, will definitely do our best to help him advance to the Ancestral Demon!" An Ancestral Demon sighed.
"That's all, let's take a look in front of you first. I don't know which clan's peak sage will be promoted to the ancestral demon after Yuan Bubai!"
"According to my opinion, it is probably the wind from the Tiger Clan... Damn it!"
An ancestral demon screamed in surprise, and almost at the same time, a cyan beam of light shot up into the sky in the north of the southern wilderness. The ancestral demon in the southern wilderness immediately turned all its attention to the direction of the cyan beam of light.
At this moment, in the Daxuan sky, a phantom of a thousand-mile blue avenue appeared, and the holy church appeared from the void. Hong Zhongda Lu's voice spread.
Even though they are thousands of miles apart, the ancestor demons can still feel the new holy power in the Daxuan world.
"The holy bell rings seventy-two, someone in the human race has been canonized!"
The collision of spiritual thoughts among the demon ancestors is incredible.
There is a bloodline tide here in our Southern Wasteland!
Many of our peak great saints in the Southern Wilderness are desperately trying to attack the Ancestral Demon Realm!
Why did someone in your human race suddenly become a saint?
Are you polite?
But then, another question appeared in the minds of the ancestor demons.
who is it?
Literary Minister Yan Baichuan?
Or Minister of War Han Qingsong?
Or maybe another great scholar?
He actually ignored the tide of luck in the Southern Wilderness and made himself a saint!
Do you look down on us?
At least you can come, it's our business whether you want to come or not, and it's your business whether you come or not.
At this moment, the ten thousand miles of Confucianism changed, turning into a ethereal shadow of heaven and earth. In this world, candles lit up, and in each candlelight, a person's life was transformed.
But this life in candlelight has one thing in common - it ends abruptly.
These figures all died on the way, and then the candles were extinguished.
The thousands of candles that were originally dazzling were extinguished one by one. In an instant, not a single one was lit, and the world seemed to be plunged into oppressive darkness.
In the darkness, a cry suddenly sounded, and the cry was full of sorrow.
That is the cry of losing a loved one and a friend, the cry of dying without saying goodbye.
Amid the cry, a cyan light suddenly lit up, illuminating the world. A book slowly condensed out of the cyan light. On the book was written the two big words "Law". Then, a cyan light appeared. The light dispersed and fell on every extinguished light. In an instant, all the lights were rekindled.
In the light of the lights, a majestic court rose from the ground. The green light flew towards the plaque of the court and crashed into the court. The sound of a gavel being shot suddenly sounded in the Yamen, and then there was the sound of ascending to the hall——
mighty--
A stone tablet appeared in front of the yamen, with eight characters: Rights for the living, words for the dead!
At the same time, the yamen's plaque also flashed with green light, forming five characters - Mention the Prison Department!
In an instant, a dead figure walked out of every light and walked towards the courtroom...
The ethereal shadow of heaven and earth also slowly disappeared, and at this time, a solemn voice came from the temple——
"Congratulations to the great Confucian scholar Ci of Song Dynasty for crossing the Qiusuo Long Bridge, clearing the world of injustice, and becoming a saint from the ordinary!"
"Boom!" The spiritual thoughts of the ancestral demons in the Southern Wilderness suddenly exploded, and everyone felt their heads buzzing.
what's the situation?
Song Ci canonized?
Aren't they all dead?
Have we been deceived by the human race again?
That’s not right. He transformed himself into the Tao and died as a martyr. This is what we have seen with our own eyes!
Why was he canonized?
This is unreasonable!
However, just when the ancestor demons were entangled, Chen Luo's voice came from Daxuan——
"Bai Mo, you can make the demon whose bloodline has been cut off rekindle his bloodline and return to his ancestors; I can also make the martyred scholar resume his quest and become a saint!"
"This game, we're tied!"
Hearing these words, the ancestor demons suddenly realized.
So that’s it!
That's right, Bai Mo's books are all attached to Chen Luo's Dao. What Bai Mo can do, Chen Luo should also be able to do.
This makes sense.
But in the future, wouldn't the life-threatening magical power of "martyrdom" become a regular magical power?
This is not fair!
Sure enough, it was hasty to let Chen Luo go just now!
…
Daxuan, Zhongjing.
A figure ran wildly through the streets of Daxuan, stirring up powerful wind and dust as it passed by.
But no one dared to scold the running man, because they saw clearly that it was the Great Mysterious Dharma Appearance - Cheng Nansong!
At this time, Cheng Nansong's face was full of ecstasy, his eyes were filled with tears, and he made a sound that sounded like crying and laughing, which sounded creepy.
Soon, a piece of news quietly left Zhongjing——
Dharma minister, crazy!
…
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" Fa Xiang rushed directly into the palace, only to find that His Majesty Emperor Daxuan seemed to be waiting for him.
"Dharma Prime Minister is here!"
Cheng Nansong quickly stepped forward, bowed, and said loudly: "Your Majesty, the former Dharma Minister Song Ci has been canonized!"
Ye Heng nodded, with a delighted smile on his face: "The whole world has witnessed it, I have seen it."
Cheng Nansong continued: "Song Sheng's way is not wrong!"
"I know, I know..." Ye Heng sighed deeply, "If I could have persisted a little longer, maybe Song Sheng could have been canonized a few years earlier!"
"I was wrong..."
Cheng Nansong was suddenly startled and said quickly: "No, it has nothing to do with Your Majesty. It was Song...it was Senior Brother Lao Chen who couldn't bear His Majesty being attacked by those hypocritical defenders, so he took the initiative to resign and go into seclusion."
Ye Heng waved his hand: "If I can be tougher, what can they do? Forget it, now that Song Sheng can be canonized, it is always a good thing!"
"Your Majesty..." Cheng Nansong was about to speak, but was interrupted by Ye Heng: "I know your intention, and the imperial edict has been drafted."
After speaking, Ye Heng took out a roll of imperial edict from his sleeve and handed it to Ye Heng.
"The Division of Bias has established a prison department with a rank of second grade, and it is under the jurisdiction of the Division of Bias."
"Specialized in the review of local cases, with the right to open coffins and conduct autopsies. Whenever there is a murder case, but the doubts are unclear, the Department of Prisons has the right to overturn the retrial, and the local government is not allowed to interfere!"
"The classics written by Song Sheng are placed in Wenchang Pavilion for circulation to the world!"
Hearing this, Cheng Nansong bowed deeply. You must know that not all semi-saint knowledge can be implemented by the imperial court that is in charge of the fate of the human race. After all, this represents the general trend of the human race!
Behind this will, there may be a complicated struggle for the holy way.
Even the Ye royal family and those ethical saints were involved.
However, senior brother's principles were finally recognized by the human race!
Although he had been calm and solemn for decades, the Dharma Minister known as Nanshan Laosong couldn't help but choke. Thousands of words were reduced to only four words: "Old minister, I obey the order!"
…
"Chen Luo!"
In Weihu Mountain, Empress Feng Nanzhi was secretly shocked.
Others don't know Chen Luo's identity, but she knows it clearly.
Now, the person and the demon who have successfully broken through are all inseparable from him!
His left hand turned over the clouds, his right hand covered the rain, and he almost held the entire Southern Wilderness in his hands.
Even the ancestral monsters of all races were kept in the dark.
Thinking of this, Feng Nanzhi, as the mainstay of the Southern Wilderness Monster Clan's Tiger Clan Empress, felt a little uncomfortable.
She didn't know what this feeling was.
Is it because of racial antagonism that she feels a real threat from the human race?
Or was it because Chen Luo's performance made her realize that the little Golden Crow in her eyes who still needed her to be "merciful" suddenly made her feel like she was being overpowered?
There was a burst of irritability in my heart.
"Hmph..." Feng Nanzhi snorted softly and said to herself, "It's just a third-grade, believe it or not, I will announce your identity now...huh?"
Before Feng Nanzhi could finish her words, her brows suddenly frowned.
Unlike the ancestral monsters in Southern Wilderness, Feng Nanzhi has been focusing on the border between Southern Wilderness and Daxuan since Chen Luo left Southern Wilderness with Song Ci.
At this moment, she sensed a figure lurking from Daxuan into the Southern Wasteland again.
Surrounded by demonic aura and covered by the tide of blood and the auras of many great saints, it would be impossible to detect it without careful observation.
That's a golden crow!
Feng Nanzhi immediately gritted her teeth angrily.
"Why are you back again?"
"Are you still causing trouble?"
"Is it possible that you want to dominate this bloodline tide?"
"Aren't you afraid that your identity might be exposed?"
A trace of worry flashed in Feng Nanzhi's eyes, but eventually turned into a trace of grievance.
"Are you sure I won't reveal your identity?"
"You know how to bully me, what kind of martial arts master are you!"
"snort!"
…
Completely unaware of the resentment on Weihu Mountain, Chen Luo was flying cautiously towards Fangcun Mountain at this time.
There's no way, the third senior brother hasn't made a breakthrough yet, the senior uncle Wen hasn't been canonized yet, and his senior brother has wandered in again.
When I'm not watching from Fangcun Mountain, I always feel uneasy.
Fortunately, Fangcun Mountain was not in the depths of the Southern Wilderness. After going round and round, Chen Luo returned to Fangcun Mountain and transformed into Bai Mo again.
"Come back?" As soon as Chen Luo stepped onto Fangcun Mountain, a weak sound transmission came from a small mushroom at the foot of the mountain. Chen Luo was stunned and glanced at the small mushroom.
Needless to say, Seventh Senior Brother!
"Well, Song Sheng was picked up by the seniors of the Holy Church and went to stabilize the world of Confucianism." Chen Luo replied, reaching out to pick off the mushroom, "Bai Ze is sensitive to blood. I feel that several blood lines in the Southern Wilderness seem to have arrived. limit."
"One day and one night is enough." Senior Brother Mushroom Seven replied, "The situation will be very chaotic next. You should be more cautious."
"Yes." Chen Luo nodded slightly, and was about to walk towards Liaozhai with the little mushroom, when suddenly he stopped, his face was serious, and he looked up at the sky.
…
At this time, the ancestor demon stars that were originally suspended in the sky suddenly emitted the pressure of the ancestor demon at the same time. One of the ancestral stars sent a message to the human race: "Human race, Song Ci has been canonized. You, the human race, have gained a semi-saint. You should be satisfied."
"We will discuss it and give you another place for the human race to be canonized. Let them be canonized. We will never stop you."
"But the remaining Questing Realm great scholars will all return to Daxuan!"
"How about it?"
As soon as he said this, Nanhuang was in an uproar.
The ancestral demons offered to give the human race a chance to become a saint?
"Sure enough! Song Ci's canonization has aroused their fear!" Seventh Senior Brother Youyou said, "This time the bloodline tide will produce several more super-grade ones. These ancestor demons are not willing to be taken advantage of by the human race in the internal conflict."
"If the three guardians try their best to protect them, they will definitely be able to protect the next person, so they set out a condition to give the human race another spot."
The bloodline tide that appeared in previous years can breed up to three super-grades. Any quota is extremely precious, so naturally it is impossible to give it away just like this.
But today's situation is different. There are still several ancestral demons visible to the naked eye. Naturally, there will be a fight within the demon clan, which will affect the energy of dealing with the human race.
The human race has already given birth to a Langfei Immortal and granted another Song Ci. If two or three more come, it can be said that your demon race will suffer a loss.
On the one hand, it is to improve the strength of one's own clan and suppress the enemy demon clan; on the other hand, it is to consider this issue from the perspective of the entire demon clan. Naturally, the human race cannot take advantage.
If Song Ci had not been canonized before, the ancestor demons would not be anxious. Now that Song Ci has been canonized, a semi-saint from the human race has been put in peace.
Not to mention Yuan Bubai, although he is still a demon clan, he is indeed of the bloodline of heaven. There are some things that you have to guard against.
That’s why the discussion just now came about.
Chen Luo's mind turned around and he figured out the whole story, and then he cursed, shameless.
Only one chance, to whom?
To be able to reach the level of a Great Confucian in the Seeking Realm, there is either a disciple standing behind him, or a saint from an aristocratic family. Now that he is given a place to be canonized without being disturbed, it is inevitable that some people will not have thoughts in their hearts.
For example, the Fang family!
No one is stupid, everyone knows that this is the demon clan's conspiracy to break up the discord, but sometimes it just works.
The ancestral demon continued to transmit the message, which contained a hint of bewitching power: "King Jing, once the battle begins, you three guardians will be trapped among the monsters of the Southern Wilderness. It is unknown whether you can escape intact."
"We will release a quota, and you, the human race, can make you a saint. No matter what, with this bloodline tide, the human race will have two more half-saints without any risk. Isn't it wonderful?"
"This is the greatest sincerity expressed by our demon clan to the human race in thousands of years."
Daxuan was silent for a moment, and then came the voice of Old King Jing Ye Lai.
"Can!"
"However, how about my human race asking the great scholar not to withdraw from the Southern Wilderness, but to watch the peak great saints advance to become ancestral demons?"
Hearing what Old King Jing said, the ancestor demon was amused.
"King Shengjing, you are kidding."
"If you don't leave after seeking the great scholar, who knows whether he will be suddenly canonized!"
King Lao Jing sighed leisurely, and then sent a message: "If you insist on doing this, my human race can agree. But the number of places is too small, I will give you a number, eight!"
"Ye Lai! Are you trying to anger Nanhuang?"
"Looking at you like that, are you discussing something? Don't be angry. Don't be angry. You're asking for a lot of money and you just have to pay it back. If you think eight is a bit too much, I'll take a step back, four!"
The ancestor demon said coldly: "Just one!"
"F*ck!" Old King Jing cursed directly, "I wanted to give you face, so I cut off half of it in one breath, and you didn't agree."
"Then what do you mean!"
"The talks have broken down, let's not talk anymore!"
At this time, another ancestral demon said: "King Shengjing, don't you discuss this matter with the Holy Church? I'm afraid you can't make the decision on your own, right?"
"Exactly, Ye Lai, your words don't count on this matter!" At the same time, from high in the sky, a voice full of holy power came out.
The ancestor demons were stunned for a moment, and then their faces turned pale.
Damn it!
Han Changli!
You haven’t left yet!
He, the dignified master of the holy church, is leaning on the threshold of someone else's house without moving, so he still wants his face?
While he was complaining, he heard Han Changli say something again——
"Mr. Xiyi, are you awake? Hey, our Xiao Song has been canonized."
"Oh, really? Congratulations..."
Ancestor Demons: (╯°□°)╯︵┻━┻
The Lord of the Dao Palace!
Where is your conscience?
What's your layout?
Why are you still talking!
However, the Qinglong Emperor in Wutong Forest did not react at all.
At this time, the ancestor demon who spoke later could only bite the bullet and said through the message: "Mr. Chang Li, I have a quota. How about this bloodline tide in which you and I do not interfere with each other?"
Han Changli's voice came slowly, but it was not to the ancestral demon, but to Old King Jing.
An ordinary ancestral demon is not worthy of Han Changli's response.
"Xiao Ye, when did the Confucian sect ask you to make such a concession? Cut off half of the price in one go? I think you are used to being rich."
"You ask for eight, just eight, not one less."
"They won't give it to us, so we'll get it ourselves!"
"The Master said: Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you. Do you remember what that means?"
King Lao Jing nodded: "Even if you don't want something, you can't give it to others! Hall Master, I understand!"
Ancestor Demons: (ノ￣д￣)ノ
what are you guys saying?
Is this how you understand what Confucius said?
Are you bullying us demon clan for not studying enough?
Those of us who are not well educated all know that Confucius’ coffin can no longer hold its weight!
…
"Junior brother, do you know why the hall master rejected this proposal?" In Fangcun Mountain, the seventh senior brother asked through a message.
Chen Luo's heart trembled. He knew that his senior brother was trying to remind him.
"There are some things that have no room for negotiation." Chen Luo sent a message. "It's just superficial to stir up dissension within the human race. The real reason is that the holy way is fighting, not by giving way, especially by the demon clan."
"This kind of thing can only happen zero or countless times. If once the door is opened, it will become one of the natural choices of future generations, which will damage the enterprising spirit of my human race."
Speaking of this, Chen Luo also sighed in his heart.
He recalled his past life. When he traveled through time, he was in an era of national destiny that would last for decades.
The prosperity of the country is not achieved by others, but by oneself fighting for it.
No one can talk to us from a position of strength!
It didn’t work in the previous life, and it won’t work in this life either!
"It's just that there will always be a price..." Senior Brother Seventh seemed to have thought of something and said in a low tone.
…
In the sky, a large number of ancestral demons' spiritual thoughts collided in the air. Then, the ancestral demon who first made the suggestion said coldly: "In this case, there is nothing to talk about."
"Everyone depends on his ability!"
Immediately, the stars of the ancestral demon quietly disappeared in the sky, and then, an ancestral demon appeared everywhere in the Southern Wilderness, and its soul spread out, covering the Southern Wilderness.
…
"Sure enough!" The Seventh Senior Brother on Fangcun Mountain said solemnly, "The demon clan does not plan to wait for the human race's great scholar to stop him when he is canonized. Instead, he wants to kill the great scholar directly."
"The human race doesn't care?" Chen Luo asked in confusion.
"The bloodline tide is fixed: the number of ancestral demons taking action is at most twice as many as the human race's protectors, that is, six ancestral demons."
Chen Luo frowned slightly: "Why isn't it the same number as the human protectors?"
"Because the human race is united!"
Chen Luo suddenly realized: It makes sense.
"But there is a problem this time!" Senior Brother Seventh said again.
Chen Luo's mind turned and he blurted out: "Half Saint of the Fang Family!"
It’s not going to be easy now!
…
At this time in the sky, Lang Feixian yawned, turned around and said to Ding Gongya: "I'm going for a stroll."
Ding Gongya nodded: "Just go around, don't be too promiscuous."
Lang Feixian smiled: "Don't worry!"
As he said that, he suddenly flew in one direction, and the three ancestral monsters blocking Langfeixian immediately moved their bodies and pursued Langfeixian.
Lang Feixian suddenly shouted loudly: "Master! Emperor Qinglong!"
"The demon clan has dispatched three ancestor demons to deal with me!"
"You always want to do justice!"
The ancestor demons were slightly startled: (′｀;)?
Damn it, I forgot about this.
6-3=3!
Lang Feixian held back three ancestor demons by himself!
This Lang Feixian is so annoying!
…
And at this moment, outside the Tianjue Forest, a pure and majestic demonic energy soared into the sky.
"Thanks to everyone in Nanhuang for taking care of my little brother!"
"This is the time for me to repay Southern Wilderness."
"Please count me, Bai Xiao, as the one who blocks the quota of great scholars from the human race!"
A handsome figure slowly emerged in the sky, swallowing up the tidal cloud of luck!
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
This is considered a normal update.
I stayed up all night yesterday and had a lot of meetings during the day today, and my brain really can't keep up.
The supplementary chapter will be placed tomorrow
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