181. Everything will belong to Your Majesty! (Part 3
Seeing the Confucian scholar, the old demon Xueying was slightly startled.
Because the other party seems to be a Confucian practitioner, not a practitioner of magic.
However, after the old devil got serious for a while, he looked at the other party carefully and gradually saw the clues.
The scholar in front of him is a demonic practitioner just like him at heart.
The level of strength should be lower than that of Wang Cong who poisoned the animals of Luhe Villa before.
The other party seemed to have a similar level of cultivation to Hu Ming, and they were both at the sixth level, the realm of combined orifices.
"Do you still have Confucian cultivation?" Old Demon Xueying asked with a frown.
The Confucian scholar had already stood up and bowed to the old demon of blood shadow: "It's just the third level of self-cultivation that makes seniors laugh."
"Concentrate on the practice of demons, and you may have raised a real demon." The old demon Xueying said.
"Thank you, senior, for your advice." The Confucian scholar said in a respectful tone.
Demonic practitioners are particularly sensitive to the strength of each other's realms, compared to other realms.
At this moment, the Confucian scholar faced the old demon of blood shadow and could clearly feel how powerful the opponent was.
If the two sides were to fight, he wouldn't have the confidence to connect with the old devil's moves.
However, this made the Confucian scholar eager:
The rumors are true. The old demon of blood shadow has indeed greatly improved in strength, and it is likely that he was created by Chang'an City.
"Your name is Fang Qiu?" Mr. Wu Yun asked at this time.
The Confucian scholar nodded: "Yes."
"Where are you from?" Mr. Wu Yun continued to ask.
"Eastern Jin Dynasty." Fang Qiu, the devil who looked like a Confucian scholar, replied: "Because I heard that Chang'an tolerates demon practitioners and that I can walk openly and honestly in Chang'an, I came here to serve. I hope that the two seniors will accept me."
With that said, he bowed solemnly to the Blood Shadow Old Demon and Mr. Wu Yun.
"Chang'an City can indeed accommodate demonic practitioners, but the prerequisite is that the rules here must be followed." Mr. Wu Yun said, "No matter who it is."
Fang Qiu said quickly: "I am here to serve Chang'an. Of course, I only obey Chang'an's orders."
The old demon of blood shadow asked at this time: "Were you the one who poisoned Dongtang's animals?"
Fang Qiu nodded: "I heard that there were demon cultivators in the Eastern Tang Dynasty who poisoned the horses and spirit beasts at Luhe Villa under the rule of Chang'an, so I came up with the idea of repaying him with his own way.
It just so happens that I am practicing the transformation of the Black Demonic Python and am also good at using poison, so I chose a suitable place in the Eastern Tang Dynasty to start.
As long as the two seniors give the order, I will immediately look for more suitable targets."
As he spoke, his voice gradually became hesitant.
Because he didn't see the look of approval on the faces of the two old men in front of him.
The old demon of blood shadow did not speak.
Mr. Wu Yun looked at Fang Qiu quietly: "Do you think you are smart?"
"I don't dare." Fang Qiu said quickly.
"Have you ever thought that everything you poisoned will soon belong to His Majesty?" Mr. Wu Yun said.
Fang Qiu was stunned for a moment.
After being stunned, he quickly knelt down on one knee to Mr. Wu Yun and the Blood Shadow Old Demon:
"I know I made a mistake. Please forgive me, Your Majesty, and please forgive me, gentlemen.
In fact, this junior was only temporarily angered by Dong Tang's cruel methods before, and he had the desire for revenge, and he had absolutely no intention of disrespecting His Majesty!"
"It's commendable to be sincere, but it's so wrong." The old demon of blood shadow said slowly at this time: "You must work harder to do your job well, so that you can atone for your sins."
Fang Qiu said quickly: "Junior understands, thank you Your Majesty for your kindness, and thank you two seniors for your generosity."
The old demon of blood shadow looked at Mr. Wu Yun: "If I want this person, I will teach him the rules carefully and make him serve your majesty seriously."
"It doesn't matter if I give it to you." Mr. Wu Yun said, "But it will have to be later."
The old blood-shadow demon's expression remained unchanged: "How do you say that?"
"This person practices the transformation of the black devil python. Its poisonous power is harmful to most living beings, but the cultivation of some spiritual flowers and spiritual grasses is actually useful. It is necessary to fight poison with poison."
Mr. Wu Yun said: "Since you are redeeming your merits, then go to the medicine field to help for a while, and then report to your Tianxian Palace later."
"Your Majesty's business is the most important. Since it is your Majesty's medicine field, I have no objection." After thinking for a while, the old demon of blood shadow turned to look at Fang Qiu.
Fang Qiu replied: "I would like to obey the instructions of these two gentlemen."
The old demon of blood shadow nodded: "That's it, I'll leave first."
After that, he got up and left Tianshu Hall.
"No," Mr. Wu Yun said casually, and then told Fang Qiu to follow him.
The two of them came together between the inner city and the first outer city.
Here, there is a medicinal field specially cultivated by Zhang Dongyun.
Many spiritual flowers and herbs, including Xuanyuan Fruit, are cultivated on a large scale here.
With the power of the Invincible City, creatures that are difficult to breed and grow will no longer have any problems.
However, since someone can help him now, Zhang Dongyun is naturally happy to have some leisure time.
"I leave this place to you. In addition to cultivating flowers and plants, you are also responsible for guarding it."
Mr. Wu Yun ordered Fang Qiu: "Later, I will order someone else to take your place. After the handover, you can go to the Heavenly Punishment Hall and report to the Blood Shadow."
"Senior, please rest assured, I will take good care of this place."
Fang Qiu smiled: "I usually cultivate spiritual flowers and spiritual grass. This time I brought a batch of seeds, which I want to dedicate to Chang'an."
He practices the Black Demonic Python Transformation and is affected by the demon blood. He does have this hobby and his methods are clever.
"Very good." Mr. Wuyun nodded and left.
Fang Qiu looked back at the medicine field in front of him and took a deep breath.
The earthy smell and medicinal aroma mixed together are his favorite smells.
He smiled, then transformed, losing his human form and transforming into a thick black python.
The sound of snake scales rubbing against the soil resounded on the ground.
The black python swam and quickly disappeared deep into the medicinal field.
The scales all over his body opened and closed, and a faint black energy emitted.
However, black pythons carefully control their venom.
The black air condensed into a bunch in mid-air, not contaminating most of the spiritual flowers and herbs in the field, and only hovering around a limited number of medicinal materials.
Among them, the most precious Xuanyuan fruit tree in the current medicinal field is included.
However, under the nourishment of poisonous gas, the fruit trees not only did not wither, but became more lush.
Especially the Xuanyuan fruit, which is not yet fully mature on the fruit tree branches, gradually begins to accelerate from green to mature.
Under the tree, the black python's eyes showed human satisfaction and joy, and the snake's head nodded slightly, like a human nodding.
Zhang Dongyun in the Daming Palace also nodded with satisfaction.
He didn't care much about the many sixth-level thugs.
Of course, because of the particularity of their practice, in certain special situations, people like Wang Cong and Fang Qiu can exert greater power and effect than their own realm.
However, compared to fighting, Zhang Dongyun is still more willing to be a gardener for him first.
When Chang'an continues to expand and has to deal with the Eastern Jin Dynasty, it might as well throw Fang Qiu into Tianxian Palace to hang out with the old demon of blood shadow.
In the Daming Palace, a certain city lord named Zhang had made clear arrangements for Fang Qiu's future.
But soon, less pleasant news came.
"Your Majesty, someone discovered that there are Buddhists in Hexi County who are spreading Buddhism and accepting believers."
The old demon of blood shadow reported to Zhang Dongyun: "I will leave for Hexi now to find out the matter."
Zhang Dongyun was slightly surprised, but his expression remained calm: "Bring the little monk named Huiming with you."
"Yes, Your Majesty." The old blood shadow demon turned into a streak of blood and flew out.
In the Daming Palace, Zhang Dongyun watched him leave and frowned slightly.
Was it Huiming's fellow disciples who came to see him?
…
At this moment, in a village in Hexi County, two monks, an old man and a young man, were sitting under a big tree at the entrance of the village, giving lectures.
Confucian practitioners have a beautiful heart and an embroidered mouth.
Buddhist practitioners have lotus-like tongues.
If both of them are highly accomplished, their words can be particularly convincing, influence the minds of ordinary people, and even produce a direct hypnotic effect.
High-level Buddhist practitioners, sitting still and just preaching sutras, may attract all kinds of living beings around them, including people, to get close to them and become immersed in Buddhism.
This time, the old monk chanted sutras at the entrance of the village, attracting villagers one by one and gathering under the big tree.
However, what happened next was somewhat beyond his expectation.
A group of rural men and women gathered here not to listen to his sermons.
"Go! Go! Go! We only have the Lord of Chang'an here, we don't need any Buddha!"
"That's right! When we were in bad times, we didn't see the Buddha to save us. Now that our days are good, are you, a monk, here to take advantage?"
"The one who saved us from the sea of suffering was the Lord of Chang'an City, not your Buddha!"
"Monk, get out of here, don't chant sutras here, be careful of the Lord of Chang'an beating your Buddha!"
Everyone was talking and wanted to drive the old monk away.
The little monk on the side stared blankly at this scene.
This was a scene he had never seen before.
The old monk was also surprised.
However, he sat where he was and continued to chant.
This time, everyone in front of me seemed to listen.
The crowd gradually became quiet, but everyone's eyes seemed a little dull.
The young monk approached and gently tugged on the old monk's sleeves: "Master, why didn't he listen to your sermon before?"
The old monk stopped chanting sutras, and there was doubt in his eyes.
Just now, it was he who used his Buddhist cultivation to forcibly preach the Dharma, which was almost an initiation, and he calmed down the group of village women in front of him.
"It's not like someone is trying to influence their thinking, but they really believe in the Lord of Chang'an City."
The old monk frowned slightly: "The Lord of Chang'an City has some tricks."
The young monk blinked: "Is everyone in Chang'an City like this?"
"You will know after you go to other places." The old monk said and took the young monk away from the village.
They changed several villages and found a small town.
But without exception, the people here completely resisted their preaching.
Some people with bad temper even throw stones at monks.
Only by calming their spirits could the old monk make them listen quietly.
"Either the King of Zhou lied, or he too was deceived."
The old monk looked around: "The people here don't admire Buddhism at all."
"Master, what should we do? They don't welcome us, shall we leave?" the young monk asked.
"Of course not."
The old monk said flatly: "So many people are addicted to suffering, how can we, Buddhist disciples, sit back and ignore them?"
"People here don't feel pain, so why does the Master force others to suffer." At this time, another voice came from the distance.