Chapter 1,194: We, the people of our generation, should protect our food
Bailian returned the sword to Fang Geyu. When Fang Geyu took the sword, he immediately felt something was wrong.
This Shifang Sword, which sealed the True Ancestor Evil God, had been with her for more than ten years. She wore it every day and night and never left her body.
Fang Geyu was very familiar with every detail of the Shifang Sword. Even if the gem inlaid on the hilt of the sword was broken, she could clearly feel the difference in the weight of the sword.
Now that the Shifang Swordsman is in hand, he feels that the weight is much lighter.
It is not like sealing the heavy desire-polluted consciousness of the True Ancestor Evil God into the sword at all.
Fang Geyu raised his eyes and looked at Bailian in surprise. Seeing his expression, it didn't look like he had failed.
Balian smiled, raised his fingers and lightly tapped the blade of the sword, which was as thin as a cicada's wing, and said with a smile:
"This battle proves that your mother's decision is not a foolproof strategy. Sealing the True Ancestor Evil God in the Shifang Sword seems safe and secure, but there are still people who can find opportunities and use all means to resurrect the Evil God."
Fang Geyu frowned, not liking what Balian said about his mother.
"That's because I am different from A-niang. I wear the Shifang Sword and bear the important task of sealing and suppressing the True Ancestor Evil God, but I don't seal my heart and guard the tower like A-niang.
On the contrary, with the mind of a mortal, it is difficult to eliminate the seven emotions and six desires, which will naturally give opportunities for those villains to take advantage of.
My grandma’s plan was perfect. She entered the Cold Tower alone and successfully sealed the True Ancestor Evil God for more than a thousand years. She..."
Before he finished speaking, Fang Geyu received a solid chestnut blow from Bai Lian on his forehead.
"What are you thinking? Do you think this is a perfect plan? Seal yourself on a lonely tower like a walking zombie for hundreds of years. Do you think this is safe?
I have said before that the peace of the road gained through one person's sacrifice is not salvation at all.
If City Master Xue’s plan was really flawless, why did he fall in the middle and be unable to continue his mission?”
Balian's eyes gradually darkened, and he said slowly: "Human beings are not grass and trees, how can they be careless? This shows that even the immortals who are trapped in their bodies and hearts cannot truly forget their feelings and their nature.
As long as you are obsessed with this mortal world, you will never be able to truly seal the evil god."
Fang Geyu murmured: "So...the True Ancestor Evil God is not sealed into the Shifang Sword?"
Balian smiled and said, "This is all thanks to Fu Huo's idea of using the Shifang Sword as a bridge to connect the container that sealed the True Ancestor Evil God.
Firstly, you can use the power of the Evil God at will, and secondly, from now on, you will no longer be bewitched and influenced by the desire consciousness of the True Ancestor Evil God."
Bai Lian stretched out his hand and took out the small copper box pendant from Ge Yu's neck. He opened the box with a light push of his fingers.
The intricately tangled spider silk began to melt like halva, and the sleeping spiders bound by their own spider silk gradually woke up.
Balian put his finger into the box and poked the little spider gently.
The little spider shook its legs, climbed up his fingertips, and slowly climbed out of the small square copper box that had trapped it for its whole life.
Fang Geyu stared at this scene blankly, watching Baili An bend down and release the spider in the box. Her eyes flickered twice, her eyes a little complicated.
"So, the one you are talking about, the perfect container of the True Ancestor Evil God... is yourself."
In Ninety-Nine's plan, this person should originally be hers.
Balian stood up and said with a smile: "No one is more suitable to seal the True Ancestor Evil God than me. Don't worry, Fang Geyu, I am not trying to show off my abilities.
But regardless of my karmic energy or the forest of corpses, they are enough to suppress the True Ancestor Evil God to death.
Its true spiritual body has been sealed into the sea of consciousness by me, and it has been sealed with six magical talismans. As far as I am concerned, it will not cause much harm."
Even though he said that, he was the True Ancestor Evil God after all.
Although the forest of corpses and karmic obstacles can suppress it, the True Ancestor Evil God attacks the weakest people in the end.
As a cultivator's cultivation becomes stronger and stronger, the thunder tribulations he overcomes become more and more terrifying. However, for monks, the most difficult thing to overcome is the inner demon tribulation.
Break through the realm and overcome the tribulation, and the inner demons will be reborn.
And the power of the True Ancestor Evil God can infinitely amplify the evil thoughts, desires, and fears in people's hearts.
On a normal day, perhaps Balian could use the energy of karma and the power of the Forest of Corpses to steadily suppress the backlash of the True Ancestor Evil God.
But the True Ancestor Evil God is all-pervasive, and can devour the host whenever the consciousness is even slightly fragile. This kind of mental pollution attack is often invisible and impossible to prevent.
Leaving the True Ancestor Evil God in one's body is tantamount to creating hidden dangers.
This was originally Fang Geyu's fate, but today Bailian not only changed the fate of Yinghuo left behind by A Niang, but also changed her fate.
The Shifang Sword in Fang Geyu's hand seemed to become extremely heavy again, and he could not put it down for a long time.
Ninety-nine had a delicate thought. She patted her messy clothes and said seriously: "Young master, you don't have to feel any burden. Keeping the evil god in his body will be a win-win situation for both us and him.
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The little fist that Balian had just lowered almost didn't recognize it and was about to be raised again.
"I think you still haven't been dealt with enough, right? Your butt doesn't hurt anymore. Do you think you're okay again?"
Just now, she was clinging to him so hard that she couldn't let him go. He was so happy to be called his master every time.
At this moment, it’s ‘us’ and ‘you’, so clearly separated, right?
Looking at the swollen buttocks behind Jiujiu, one can tell how hard she was treated by Fang Geyu.
Fang Geyu seemed to be relieved, but even though he was spanked by a human cub, there was still no big change on his face. When he walked over, his posture still had the appearance of a green pine.
No one could tell that she was feeling any physical discomfort, and her mental quality was so strong that it could be described as abnormal.
On the contrary, Liu Shi was hiding secretly aside, covering his swollen buttocks on both sides with a red face full of shame, gritting his teeth and staring at Ninety-Nine with hatred, his eyes showing a bit of incomprehensible grievance.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Looking at it, Balian had an epiphany.
She was dissatisfied that she was being punished alone. When she was spanked by Fang Geyu, she did not cut off the connection between the sensory array and even maximized the ability to share the senses.
Looking at the two swollen buttocks with the same shape, you can tell that the six senses are also suffering.
Jiujiu was so careful, he obviously didn't want to be beaten, so he also dragged his six senses down.
After all, the docile appearance of this pitiful little Liu Shi will make people feel pity and moved.
It's a pity that Jiujiu still underestimated Fang Geyu's resentment.
It is not just the Ninety-nine Ones who are conspiring together this time, the Six Consciousnesses are also involved and collude with them. Both of them achieved their great cause through self-destructive sacrifice.
There was no way this could be hidden from Fang Geyu.
Her resentment towards the Six Consciousnesses is no less than that of Ninety-nine.
The anger in her heart cannot be extinguished by one person. For her, Jiujiu does not cut off the emotional connection between the two of them and integrate her, and saves her from turning over and beating them one by one.
Jiujiu originally wanted to use the Six Senses to make Fang Geyu restrain his attacks, but the result was completely unexpected. Fang Geyu simply let go of his hands and feet completely, and spent the time saved on his strength.
The force is like a gust of wind and rain, and it will never relieve its anger until the butt is swollen.
Jiujiu's temperament has always been tolerant, although the act of turning this human cub over and spanking it was a bit shameful.
But she was already a mature doll, and she buried her face in the hood silently, and she could bear it.
But this really hurt her six senses. She was already familiar with human emotions. Even though ninety-nine people were turned over and spanked, the extremely real reaction to the offense still made her feel a sense of shame that was hard to ignore.
After all, Ninety-nine has a hood to hide his face.
So at this moment, the six senses were covering their buttocks and trying to hide themselves. At the same time, they saw Bai Lian coming out of the lake. She was worried about his condition and couldn't continue to hide. She could only pose awkwardly like
A fat duck swam over to check on him.
But when he saw Balian's uncontrollable expression when he secretly looked at her butt, she collapsed a little.
Liu Shi covered his butt and took two steps back, and said angrily, "I'm not the only one whose butt is swollen. What's the matter with that look in your eyes? Why are you only targeting me?"
Liu Shi's reaction was very interesting, which made Bai Lian couldn't help but laugh out loud: "I can't help it, who told Fu Luo to control her expression so well? Look at her look right now.
What's the difference between how you look when you're fighting and plotting? Your body is straight and upright, your expression is meticulous, and you look bored, but your reaction is cuter."
cute?
A trace of panic suddenly flashed through Liu Shi's originally angry black eyes. She blushed without thinking, and Fang Cun looked a little confused: "You... what are you talking about? How can you praise someone's cute spanking?"
Seeing Liu Shi blushing for no reason, Jiujiu's eyes darkened slightly. She moved her eyes back and looked at Liu Shi's butt, then at her own butt, her face expressionless.
She suddenly put her hands behind her back and tried to make a fat duck-like gesture of sticking her butt out.
But halfway through this action, she realized how stupid this behavior was, and the tip of her snow-white nose moved slightly.
He let out a silent hum, then quietly stopped his movements, turned his head, and his eyes were dull.
She really doesn't know what's so cute about this stupid behavior.
Human emotions are indeed superficial.
Fang Geyu, who noticed the change in Jiujiu's demeanor, was secretly surprised.
This guy who has always only known to follow the cold array programming rules of the puppet is actually secretly imitating the humanized movement habits of the six senses.
But the terrible thing was that Fang Geyu clearly sensed that she had not activated the array circuit that simulated human emotions.
Where did she come from so many superfluous little tricks of a dog?
Fang Geyu managed to calm down her shocked mood. She was not stupid. Just after Jing Jiujiu said this, she understood instantly.
Although the True Ancestor Evil God is a huge hidden danger, for Balian at this moment, it is undoubtedly a life-saving medicine.
Although she rarely interacts with people from the Shangqing Immortal Realm, from the deeds of her mother-in-law, she can see what kind of shit these immortals in the Shangqing Immortal Realm are, especially the Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan.
Don't look at it. Balian has now solved such a catastrophic trouble for them, allowing them to live happily and save the entire world and the immortals.
But under the iron law of the Golden Order formulated by the Immortal Lord, the corpse demon clan is not allowed in the Six Realms. This alone gives the Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan no reason to let Bailian go.
Fang Geyu believed that in the eyes of Immortal Zhu Zhan, there was only law, and there was no such thing as repaying kindness with enmity.
Only for those who are immortals and gods, it is their duty and personal responsibility to eliminate demons, protect the Dao and protect the common people. They are selfless for the Dao and do not stick to trivial matters.
At this moment, Balian is using his body as a container to seal the True Ancestor Evil God.
No matter how strong the intention of killing him is, Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan is afraid that he will have to resort to the rat weapon, so he has to think carefully.
Fang Geyu looked at Jiujiu and said: "I have never understood this truth so thoroughly at the first time.
But looking at you, you seem to have already thought of his escape route. Can't you tell that you are so concerned about his safety?"
Jiujiu's expression was as usual, and she didn't even look at Bailian. She raised her hand, closed the layer of fox fur on the hood of her cloak, circled it with her fingers, and said calmly:
"Now there is no reason for him to die. If we don't save him, young master, you can only continue to take over the mission of sealing the evil god. Therefore, you should naturally be more concerned about his safety."
Look at the cool, calm and indifferent tone, as if it was another woman who just tore off his clothes so passionately.
This guy's ability to get out of bed and ignore people is really even worse than that of Ning Feiyan.
"Protect him? You're such a little puppet, you really have such a big say. When does our heart and soul need to be protected by other people who have nothing to do with it?"
A sudden, cold yet soft and charming voice suddenly sounded.
A strange fragrance comes faintly.
The sword monument is covered with wind and dust, the flowers are dying and falling, the eight tails are swaying, and the hair is as white as snow.
Jiujiu raised his eyes lightly and looked at the visitor: "Mohe Shuci."
Shu Ci walked on the flowers, not afraid that she would be swallowed up by the forest of corpses. She glanced at Ninety-nine sinisterly, and then walked to Bailian's side. Before Bailian could speak, she
First, she lifted up his long hair that was hanging loose behind him.
As expected, I saw that the small fox mark on the back of Balian's neck had been chewed out several times, making it red and swollen, and the original outline of the mark was completely invisible.
It does look like he was ruined and miserable.
Shu Ci's expression turned completely cold, and the eight tails behind her were wagging faster and faster, and her aura was very depressing.
This gave her a feeling that the precious meat that she had carefully cared for was suddenly viciously chewed by a wild dog on the roadside, leaving behind the smell and saliva of the wild dog.
The fox was very unhappy.
"So...you bit this?"
Shu Ci did not stop lifting up Bai Lian's hair, his cold gaze still fell on the mark, revealing a fierce expression of protecting food.
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