Chapter 0608: Cultivating demons is not as good as raising pigs
Huqi Mountains, Wangyue Cliff.
The first ray of sunshine in the morning rises, and a white-faced scholar sits on the edge of the cliff. His figure trembles slightly in the breeze, like a faded ink painting.
The vicissitudes of the Ghost King's face was filled with deep regret, and his eyes fell into the void deep in the canyon, as if entangled by endless memories.
Two thousand years ago, a monastic force consisting of many sects appeared in the wilderness of the northwest. These forces are collectively called the Holy Sect. The Holy Sect takes the God of Heaven and the Holy Mother of the Netherworld as their beliefs, and their base camp is the famous Wilderness Temple.
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For thousands of years, these sects not only stirred up troubles in the world, but also fought and annexed each other. Slowly, the Holy Cult formed four major factions, namely the Changsheng Hall, the Wandu Sect, the Hehuan Sect and the Blood Refining Hall.
Of course, in addition to the four major factions, there are also some small sects of the Demon Sect, such as the Ghost King Sect.
Eight hundred years ago, by chance, the leader of the Blood Refining Hall, the Old Man Black Heart, obtained the first volume of the Heavenly Book. With this book, the old man Black Heart greatly improved his strength, and the Blood Refining Hall quickly rose to prominence.
With the support of the emperor, he unified the entire holy religion.
At that time, the disciples of the Demon Cult were so glorious, proud and arrogant.
Even if they were walking on the road, spitting or swearing in front of Zhengdao, the most they would dare to do was reprimand them loudly, but they would not dare to take action at all.
Cool!
After that, the ambitious and black-hearted old man began to march into the Central Plains and collided with the righteous sects in the Central Plains area.
At that time, Qingyun Sect, under the leadership of Patriarch Qingye, and through painstaking efforts from generation to generation, became the leader of many sects of the righteous path.
A tragic war between good and evil broke out. The demon sect, who did not know the power of the Qingyun Sect's Immortal Killing Formation, suffered heavy losses under the Immortal Killing Sword Formation and lost all their elites.
After the so-called fair battle between the seriously injured old man with a black heart and the master with the nine-day magic weapon 'Tian Ya', he hid somewhere and was never born again. Mrs. Jin Ling also left with her, leaving no trace at all.
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After the death of the Black-Hearted Old Man, the Blood Refining Hall declined, and the Demon Sect also quickly split. The Hehuan Sect, Wandu Sect, and Changsheng Hall are still the largest forces in the Demon Sect.
But the rise of demons and demons has become the general trend of the world.
Even later, the leader of the younger generation of Qingyun Sect, ‘Wan Jianyi’, only took four young disciples of Qingyun Sect, and the five young people directly divided into five groups and entered the temple.
With a sword in his hand, and his clothes as white as snow, they are fighting vertically and horizontally, the force is unstoppable, and the heroes are at a loss!
Until the end, Wan Jianyi rushed to the main hall dedicated to Our Lady of Youming and King Tiansha Ming, and carved three words of his name "Wan Jianyi" on the white wall between the statues of the two saints.
Big words!
After leaving the message, he ignored the fright and anger of all the remaining disciples in the holy sect and rushed out again, one by one with one sword.
After this battle, the demon sect's disciples' morale was almost wiped out, so much so that they have now become homeless dogs, with everyone shouting and beating them. Sometimes the ghost king even feels that he is not as good as those stray dogs, at least those stray dogs dare to act openly on the street.
The light appears, begging for mercy.
Later, by chance, he obtained an ancient treasure: the Fulong Cauldron, and obtained the legendary general outline of world practice: "The Second Volume of the Book of Heaven", and then met a mysterious man: Mr. Ghost.
With the help of Mr. Ghost, the Ghost King Sect successfully deciphered the ancient divine inscriptions on the Fulong Cauldron.
From that moment on, the Ghost King suddenly felt as if he was alive. Hope, this is the most precious thing in the world.
A few years later, the new head of the Qingyun Sect succeeded to the throne, and it turned out to be a little-known disciple: Daoxuan, not the famous Wan Jianyi. There was not even any news about this young hero.
The Ghost King was completely relieved and quietly accumulated strength to investigate the traces, locations, and habits of those eternal ferocious beasts. When walking outside, he even gave himself a new name: Ten Thousand People Go!
Everything in the past is fleeting and will disappear with the wind, and he, the Ghost King, will lead the Ghost King Sect to a bright and supreme future.
One day, he, the Ghost King, will become the leader of the Holy Religion like Wan Jianyi, with great glory. After that, one man and one cauldron will set foot on Qingyun Mountain, even if thousands of people go there, he will become the disciple of all the Holy Religion.
New faith!
The sun was rising, and the white-faced scholar was still sitting there, like a stone sculpture. The passage of time seemed meaningless to him. His eyes were hollow and deep, as if he was reflecting on every mistake, every misstep, and every regret in the past.
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His heart was drowned by the ocean of regret, and the painful memories stung his soul like a knife.
He was already fully prepared. Even if he couldn't surrender to Lele, the Ghost King was ready to say something, and even asked Suzaku and Yao'er to be on standby at any time.
According to calculations, it would be easy for him and the four guardians of the Ghost King Sect to roam the world. Unless he faced the unrivaled Immortal Killing Sword Formation, he would be able to retreat calmly no matter who he faced.
Even if the unformed Four Spirit Blood Formation cannot subdue this strange beast, with their strength, they cannot defeat it and still cannot escape?
But the Ghost King never expected that the cat's strength would be so exaggerated. He even thought of the cat's expression at this moment and felt that what he saw was just the tip of the iceberg hidden in the boundless seabed.
The Fulong Cauldron, an ancient artifact, was just chewed up and eaten by two random people?
What kind of monster is this!
What kind of lard had deceived me? Why would I want to deal with him? Are I mentally retarded?
Regret, regret, regret so much!
If he had not dealt with the strange beast, with his friendship with his wife and daughter, coupled with his invincible strength, it would not be easy to capture the beast, refine the Four Spirits Blood Formation, or even deal with the Immortal Killing Sword Formation in the future?
He ruined his future with his own hands!
woo woo woo woo!
In the afternoon, the sunlight became softer and the Ghost King's face became paler.
His body swayed in the breeze, like a leaf that was about to wither. His eyes still stayed in the void, but there was no life left, only deep self-blame and regret.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! As night falls, the moon rises, and a disc spreads the clear light, replacing the sunlight and once again bringing the only light in the darkness to the common people.
Looking up at the moon, the Ghost King seemed to have thought of something, and his originally empty eyes became brighter and brighter.
It is known that the Four Ferocious Beasts and the Four Spirit Blood Formation of the Fulong Cauldron = the power of Shura = invincible. However, the power of the Shura of the Fulong Cauldron, the Four Spirit Blood Formation is far less than that of Le Ye, and he was even eaten by Le Ye.
Doesn't that mean that as long as Le Ye helps, the Ghost King Sect can easily become the only holy religion again, and even the most powerful in the world?
Yes, he offended the strange beast this time, but doesn't he still have a daughter? As long as he teaches Yao'er well, let her inherit his dreams and hopes, and wait for the day when Yao'er becomes the Supreme.
Aren’t you the biological father of the Supreme Being? Then who of those so-called righteous Buddhas and immortals who are hypocritical and hypocritical will dare to take action against him again!
snort!
Sure enough, there is no perfect path, and the boat will naturally go straight when it reaches the bridge. Doesn't this mean there is a new way out?
I am still smart!
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Early the next morning.
The Ghost King was a little depressed, so he took Xiao Chi to visit his daughter in her courtyard.
After all, this is his daughter's house. As a father, he has little hope of teaching by words and deeds, so it is best to let Xiao Chi take action. And judging from Le Ye's intentions, he is not disgusted with Xiao Chi.
In order to persuade his wife, the ghost king spent the whole night last night, trying his best to persuade her, and finally persuaded his wife and promised to give Yaoer a good holy education, so that she would not go astray.
In fact, if you think about it, given the character of those righteous people, since Yao'er is already the daughter of the Ghost King Sect, no matter whether she has done anything evil or not, no matter what the reason is, as long as Yao'er's identity is exposed, those righteous people will definitely not let her go.
In this case, why not teach Yao'er to become a little witch from the beginning. In this way, although life may be full of blood in the future, at least when she becomes stronger, she can choose the life she wants.
A stable and good life, given by others, will one day be taken away by others. Only by relying on your own strength can you keep it.
In this world, don't rely too much on others, because even your shadow will leave you in the dark.
Shanhai Xiaoyuan.
Beside an open stream, a tall willow tree swayed its branches. Under the tree sat a little girl wearing a green dress, it was Baguio.
Baguio is only six years old now, and her eyes are as clear and bright as the clear spring water in the mountains. She holds a shabby book in her hand, the cover of the book has faded, but her eyes are full of concentration and interest.
The gurgling water of the creek shone with the brilliance of the morning light, as if it was whispering something.
From time to time, a bird would stay on a branch and sing happily. Then the little yellow cat lying on Baguio's head would jump up and slap him aside, then fly away with curses.
"Yao'er, are you reading?" Xiao Chi quietly stood in front of his daughter and said with a smile.
Under the morning light, the little idiot, as white as jade, has a maternal beauty like holy light, gentleness and peace, and a broad mind.
The little yellow cat was startled, even a little panicked, and then quickly shook his head.
Human beings are indeed cunning, and they actually know how to use such cruel methods to attract his pure and kind kittens. But he is not a vegetarian. Such a small method can only make him stare at it for a short time at most, wasting a little bit of life, and only half of it.
It only takes a quarter of an hour.
Compared to his long, almost infinite lifespan, it's not a big problem.
"Ah, mother, your seclusion is over and you are in good health!" Baguio looked up and saw that her mother had recovered. She was very happy and excited. She threw herself on Xiao Chi's lap and hugged her tightly without letting go.
Children's love is always so simple, intense and passionate.
As the master, the little yellow cat naturally did not lag behind others, and also pounced on it. Not to mention, the older generation was honest and did not bully me, the taste of this fox family is indeed great.
The corners of the Ghost King's mouth twitched, and he turned his head to look to the side, admiring the beautiful scenery of heaven and earth.
The willow trees are really green this year.
Gently rubbing her daughter's hair, Xiao Chi looked at her daughter and the little yellow cat with a smile on her face, not paying attention to those small actions.
In the cave, the two people and the cat have been together for a long time, and they have seen nothing. Moreover, as practitioners who have understood the nature of heaven and earth, they have already understood that the physical body is just a shell.
What made her curious was that such a strange beast like Lele, who was so young and had the mentality of a child, had such a profound level of cultivation. It really shocked her and she could only sigh at the mystery of the natural creation of heaven and earth.
"Mom, Yao'er is so amazing. Today Le Ye taught me how to read and practice kung fu!" Yao'er said excitedly.
When she raised her head, the little girl's big eyes blinked, with an expression on her face that she was about to praise me.
"It's true, Yao'er is so amazing. Then tell mother what book you read today?" Xiao Chi squatted down, held his daughter's delicate little face and praised her.
"Hehe~" Baguio narrowed his eyes happily, curved them into a crescent moon, and then took out the book in his hand to show off: "Here, this is it!"
Miraculous things have their own miraculousness.
The Ghost King and Xiao Chi were a little excited and took a closer look.
"Postpartum Care of Sows"
Two people:......
There was even a hint of despair in the Ghost King's eyes at this moment.
First: Le Ye’s strength is amazing, so he can’t change his opinion at all; second: Le Ye loves to eat, and his actions are not without purpose, so there is a high probability that his precious daughter will raise pigs in the future;
Third: In the future, I will meet with those big bosses of the Holy Religion. Their sons and daughters are all young heroes, leaders of the Holy Religion, killing people like crazy, running rampant in the territory of the righteous way, beheading from east to west without blinking an eye.
one time.
Then those religious leaders and protectors asked what their daughter did, and why she didn't come to restore the glory of the Holy Religion?
Pig farmer!
Tired, destroy it!
The Ghost King shook his head and left slowly, step by step, with heavy steps.
Thinking about everything on the bright side, with Mr. Le's care, at least my daughter will not be in danger from raising pigs in the future, and she will be able to eat pork more often in the future. It's good to think about it... what the hell!
I'm afraid his old face will be completely disgraced in the future!
Woohoo!
What evil has he done!
Xiao Chi frowned, but asked patiently: "Yao'er, you are from a daughter's family, why do you want to read this book?"
Baguio tilted her head, cute and cute, and explained: "Lele said that our cultivation techniques are too unreliable, and the various magical instruments can easily require the blood sacrifice of thousands of people.
But how long does it take for a person to grow up, and how much food does it take? Anyway, what we want is the power of blood and soul, so why can we grow a three-hundred-jin pig in less than a year?
One head can hold up three people, and each soul is pure and has no resentment. There is no need to worry about the backlash of the magic weapon, and there is no cause and effect as mentioned in the righteous way, and there is no need to worry about reducing merit.
The most important thing is that if you kill a pig, those righteous ways have no reason to subjugate demons."
The Ghost King left slowly, his footsteps extremely heavy, and then he fell into deep thought.
This does seem to make some sense, and if this idea is promoted, those evil spirits will definitely gather here. In any case, this blood sacrifice of killing the same kind is indeed a cruel thing, but killing pigs is different.
The point is, if everyone raises pigs, then no one can laugh at anyone?
