Longevity Fairy: Sister, please wait a little longer.

Agree...and take the initiative...

Chu Bai immediately searched in his mind who Shangguan Cangcang was jealous of.

"Yeah."

A little head with stupid hair came out of Chu Bai's arms.

Changqing Guoguo had already been resurrected with full blood. Before Chu Bai went out, this little guy was determined to follow him.

In view of the powerful effect of Evergreen Spiritual Energy, Chu Bai agreed to her request.

But you can't run around.

Otherwise Chu Bai would not want her.

At this time, Changqing Guoguo came out to take a breath, and was grabbed by Chu Bai, rounded and flattened.

She already understood that this was a sign that her master was getting close to her, so she narrowed her eyes in enjoyment.

Looking at the swaying stupid hair, Chu Bai suddenly remembered, "Shangguan Cangcang told me that she wanted a book that can help people practice to the Mahayana realm. She is jealous of Ning Ning..."

Ning Wanqiu never asked Chu Bai for anything, but Chu Bai rushed to give it to her, from martial arts to swordsmanship insights.

Shangguan Cangcang asked Chu Bai for something early in the morning, but Chu Bai didn't even mention it after such a long time.

Chu Bai squeezed the little goblin in his arms, then picked up the handkerchief, with a sad and angry look on his face.

[It turned out to be because of this. What did I think it was? Calculate for yourself, how many Mahayana patriarchs are there in the entire Tianyuan Secret Realm? 】

The key point of communication is to keep the pace. Always stay in the opponent's rhythm. No matter how you talk about Chu Bai, you will always be the one who suffers.

Words emerge, words fade, words disappear.

Shangguan Cangcang can’t read it back!

Chu Bai could only say: [Okay, I was wrong. I reflect on it. My original target was Patriarch Xuantian, but I was afraid that the old guy would kill me, so I never dared to go. When the war between the two demon cities is over, I I'm going to see Patriarch Xuantian. I have a hunch that the old guy has long known that I am a fake. If I extend my head, it will be a knife, and if I shrink my head, it will be a knife. If I fail, I will be beaten to death and go home. You can't bite me again. . 】

Next line: [Okay. 】

Very straightforward.

【Would you like to play with your feet? 】

[Here, you can eat. 】

Chu Bai: "."

Shangguan Cangcang, such a big blood queen, is so uneducated.

There is one typo in less than ten words.

That’s called eating. That’s called contentment, contentment, and constant tasting.

But it's not over yet.

A new line of text appeared under the white handkerchief——

[Next time you come to me, I will make it up to you. 】

Well, no typos this time.

So Chu Bai readily agreed to her request.

……

In the inn,

soundproof shield,

Chu Bai sat cross-legged on the bed and smiled for no reason, "I said I would follow my rhythm, but in the end I followed her path."

Think about it, it's still a matter of strength gap.

Chu Bairuo was also a great expert in overcoming tribulations. Xiaoxiaoxue actually dared to shame her face in front of this powerful expert and ordered her to copy books until she knelt down to beg for mercy, otherwise she would not be finished.

After comforting himself, Chu Bai took out the Heaven and Earth chessboard and began to check some of the movements inside and outside Wutan City.

Demon Wu Tan, to outsiders, still feels like he is healing his wounds, but in fact he is living and drinking like crazy. I don’t know if he is really messing around or just fishing.

The civilians in the city had no idea about the war. They only knew that the monks united with the humble slaves to cause trouble.

Wutan City was okay, the damage was not big, but Tusi City was not good. It was said that less than half of the city was destroyed.

The Lord of Wutan City is really powerful. When all the monks are captured, he will smash rotten eggs on their heads on the day of execution.

From the perspective of businessmen, many scolded the monks very harshly because the war affected their business.

Some are holding back big moves, businessmen are chasing profits, and the demons are no different.

If the business is not smooth, rare goods can be found, and the profit may be dozens of times in just a few flips.

Finally, there are the demon soldiers and demon generals. The ignorant ones are also cursing. They know what is going on and are very satisfied with their current work.

Even if monks came to attack the city, they would only fight in a small way and could not start a fight.

There was a real war going on in the distance, and people were being injured and sacrificed every moment.

Chu Bai withdrew his spiritual thoughts, opened his eyes, and said, "Is this what it feels like to overlook the world?"

To say that heaven and earth is an exaggeration is a bit exaggerated. The pieces on the chessboard of heaven and earth are limited, and his spiritual power is also limited. Now he can't even overlook every corner of Wutan City, so he can only focus on guarding.

However, it is really interesting to have a panoramic view of all kinds of demonic cities.

Chu Bai had no intention of paying attention to the Mo Xing Hui, but in a few days of observation, he discovered several new contact points of the Mo Xing Hui.

"I can clearly feel the position of each chess piece and their scope of action. I can see what is happening in those places by using my spiritual mind. What if I want to take it?"

Closing his eyes again, Chu Bai's mind connected to another inn.

The cunning rabbit has three burrows,

He also checked in here, so if anything goes wrong where he lives now, he can move to another place in the blink of an eye.

The vision changed, Chu Bai walked out of the door,

Two floors down, the devil downstairs was drinking and eating meat, it was so unpleasant.

Turning his field of vision again, Chu Bai saw the counter. Behind the counter, a rather old demon was dozing off.

Chu Bai looked behind him and saw ledgers and scattered magic crystals placed under the counter.

Chu Bai wanted to use his spiritual thoughts to turn into a hand.

In the stage of transformation, spiritual thoughts can be transformed into reality. Logically speaking, Chu Bai's divine thoughts will only become stronger when he reaches the soul refining stage.

However, perhaps because the distance was too far, the hand of spiritual thought failed to condense successfully.

Chu Bai had been playing overlooking the world for several days, and he had gained a lot of experience.

So I switched to using spiritual thoughts to add mana.

The old demon was still dozing off, completely unaware that today's harvest was missing two grains.

At the same time, in the inn a few miles away, Chu Bai, who had two more magic crystals in his hand, raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "It is indeed possible."

Now that he could take it, Chu Bai went back again and slapped the old demon on the back of the head——

"pia"!
The old devil woke up with a start, jumped to his feet and cursed: "Who, who is beating me?!"

No one in the shop paid any attention to him, but a nearby table of drinkers asked: "Old Hank, are you sure you didn't bump into the table while you were sleeping?"

I was sleeping at work and the shop owner found out about it.

The old demon smacked his lips and stopped mentioning this matter.

After a while, he realized, "No, I hit the table with my head, not the back of my head!"

Unfortunately, he reacted too late. The guests had changed tables several times. Where could he find the murderer?

Immediately afterwards——

"Crack"!
A thunder struck at the door of the inn.

Not only did the old demon become quiet, but also the drinkers in the hall became quiet.

A bolt from the blue, according to myths and legends, refers to someone who has done something immoral.

There were pedestrians outside the door, but the lightning struck the ground directly, leaving a small area of ​​charred black.

After a dozen breaths, someone began to speak.

Gradually, the story of the bolt from the blue was forgotten behind the spoons by the demon drinkers.

Chu Bai on the other side shook his hands and said, "You can cast spells in the air, haha!" Wutan City and Tusi City had a total of four seventh-level people.

To be honest, Fasqi didn't expect that "Morey" not only had hundreds of skilled accomplices behind him, but also dared to build an underground city less than a thousand miles away from the two cities.

Before Tusi "surrendered", Fasqi wouldn't have wanted to take a trip into this muddy water.

There is a whole world behind the monk, and offending him too harshly would be detrimental to Mo Xing Hui's long-term plan.

But when she returned home, she not only took over two big cities, but also captured the tail of another monk resistance organization.

After weighing the pros and cons, Fasqi chose to fight.

Anyway, the main forces attacking the underground city were the Utan Army and the Tusi Army, and the core members of the Moxing Society had been injured and retired during this period of time, or had escaped by feigning death.

Fasqi returned to the guest house of the Lord's Mansion of Wutan City. From there, she could go down the secret door stairs and arrive at a room filled with ancient atmosphere.

This is a temple, although it is small, and there are statues of gods enshrined in it.

The statue has eight arms and four legs. The front and back sides represent black and white, life and death, night and day, and even everything.

Fasqi knelt down and worshiped devoutly, her forehead touching the ground for a long time.

Mo Xing Hui, Mo Xing Hui, they are different from ordinary organizations.

Because they have faith, they worship the ancient demon god and hope that the demon god will come to the world and rebuild a new world. They are the church.

"Your Majesty, you once prophesied that troubled times are coming.

Now the monks are here, and a group of guys who have in-depth research on the demon bloodline are here...

Since that attack, the Demon Emperor has never left the Demon Palace. Some people say that he was restricted by an ancient existence in the Tianyuan World. Even the princes in the Demon City have never seen the Demon Emperor several times. "

"We believe that the time has come for the Demon Xinghui to launch. Your devout believers have already spread to every corner of the Demon World.

I hope that the underground palace of the monks can be built, so that more energy of those old guys can be restrained..."

Fasqi sighed, "But all those monks are cowards, even!..."

A certain figure flashed before Fasqi's eyes.

She had already calculated the fighting strength of both sides, and if Mo Xing knew how to paddle, the other side could definitely win this battle.

This is still the case when the space channel is robbed.

Among the monks, there are many young and powerful men who appear to be at the sixth level, but whose real strength is at the seventh level.

Fasqi believed in her own eyesight.

It can only be said that the monks are not monolithic either.

Fasqi was watching them consume time, and they themselves were not only consuming time, but also not making any progress.

"I hinted at them."

At the negotiation table, Fasqi did say that she and Tianyuan Underground Palace jointly owned Wutan City and Tusi City.

This is to let them cooperate with the Moxing Society from inside and outside.

They actually refused.

Even the battle Tianyuan won a few days ago was rooted in Fasqi's speech.

She wished that "Morey" would die immediately in front of her, but in terms of the overall situation, Fasqi could see that "Morey" was the leader of the party, so she simply left later.

Fasqi knelt in front of the statue and said a lot.

Faith is a kind of worship, and the demon god is an invincible existence that surpasses the demon emperor and the Mahayana patriarch.

The belief in the devil is also a kind of sustenance.

Outside, Fasqi didn't dare to talk nonsense.

Wutan plus Tusi is not scary, but it is different with the red-eyed monk.

suddenly!

"Ok?"

Super strong perception told Fasqi that at that moment, the demon statue moved.

Fasqi looked shocked and raised her head in disbelief.

The two-faced demon looked forward and did not look at her.

Fasqi thought she was hallucinating.

But when she lowered her head again, there was a painting before her knees.

In the tiny temple, apart from the idols, there were tributes, all of which were placed on the soft soil.

Paintings are drawn on the ground.

This painting is very rough, and if you don't look carefully, it looks more like a child's random graffiti.

However, Fasqi had told His Majesty the Demon God about her troubles before, so this painting must be related to this.

In the painting, there is a large blank space, and in the blank space is a pair of eyes.

The Demon God descended, even if it was just such a specious painting, Fasqi still attached great importance to it.

After studying it for a long time, Fasqi took another peek at the demon statue.

Two-Faced Demon, Your Majesty, Two-Faced Demon
"!!!"

Fasqi thought of it!

"That large area is not a blank space, but a shadow. His Majesty the Demon God wants the monks of the red-eyed clan!"

Red-eyed monk, red-eyed monk, reptile in the shadow, the same meaning.

To be honest, Fasi Qi also disliked those people and was equally afraid of them.

For example, she had seen at least a group of people from the Red-Eyed Clan, but after meeting them, she actually forgot what they looked like.

Not only that, if she didn't think about it often, she might even forget that these people existed.

That's right, forget it.

Looking back now, those monks all have a hazy feeling about them.

That's the power of law, the law of forgetfulness, or something else.

"His Majesty the Demon God wants to get them. Can the power of law in them help His Majesty recover?"

Once again, Fasqi kowtowed deeply towards the statue, hoping to get more accurate instructions.

It's a pity it's gone.

Until she left this independent space, the Double-Faced Demon God did not react at all.

"Boom!"
The heavy stone door closed, and everything returned to darkness and silence.

Soon after, the darkness was still darkness, but a pair of eyes seemed to open.

"It turns out that Mo Xing Hui is still a sect, and the sect is much more powerful than the Yellow Turban Uprising."

Chu Bai has always said that the Demon Xing Society cannot promote the equality of demons and demons, and it will collapse sooner or later.

It turns out that what people are playing with is doctrine and belief in the ancient god of demons.

Speaking of the devil, this thing seems to be real.

Chu Bai once saw the demonic form that was somewhat similar to the one in front of him.

It's just that the guy insisted on causing trouble under the noses of Shangguan Cangcang and Da Fenghuang, and he seemed to have committed suicide in the end?
For no reason, Chu Bai, who was still in the inn, stood on end for a moment.

It was him who pretended to be the Two-Faced Demon God, because now Chu Bai felt that human traitors were more hateful than the demons Wutan and Fasiqi, and planned to kill them first.

But thinking about the past from the present, Chu Bai suddenly discovered a blind spot.

Among the 1,350 monks in the Three Rankings of Heaven, Earth and People, are there any members of the Fantian Sect?

The characteristics of the Fantian Cult are related to blood, they like to commit suicide, and they have the means to "create" monks.

In this world, they have been able to push a mortal's cultivation level to a golden elixir in a short period of time.

When they come to Tianyuan Secret Realm, they have access to more resources.

So is there a possibility that the thing that helped Heavenly Demon Wutan improve his cultivation was the original blood crystal?
Thinking hard.

"No wonder they are watching and killing my family of three. Among the 200 soul refining realms, only me, Pei Pei, and Aunt Nangong are outside monks and their enemies!" (End of Chapter)