Folklore: The baby starts the game, and the mother takes off her painted skin

Those present are all true gods, so they will not get angry because of this verbal dispute.

So the God of Madness laughed and said, "Then he will become my son, right?"

After saying this, He looked at the Wu Shen and continued to laugh, "Isn't that right, my good grandson?"

It was a pity that the God of Witches didn't even look at him. The same was true for the Ancestor of Weapons and the Butcher of Man, so he had no choice but to look at the God of Joy.

There was a hint of pleading in his eyes.

Fortunately, the God of Joy did give Him some face.

He turned to look at Him, then opened his mouth expressionlessly, "Haha."

The face of the God of Madness turned even darker.

But fortunately, in just a short moment, the ancestor of soldiers had already received the news from within the barrier of this world.

"Liu Bai, son of Liu Qingyi, the fire bearer of the human race."

He said this expressionlessly, and the three witch gods present all changed their expressions, except for Ren Tu, whose smile became even more intense.

Naturally, they had all experienced Liu Qingyi's strength.

Now Liu Bai has come. He looks like he has attained enlightenment. Although no one knows what enlightenment he has attained, one thing is certain that this enlightenment must be extremely powerful.

Having cross-border capabilities is most of the time.

That is to say, there is now one more demigod-level strongman in the human race, plus the previous... When the Witch God thought of this, he couldn't help but look at the ghosts and gods.

But just with this one glance, His heart regained peace.

Even with just a glance, the ghosts and gods can give him enough confidence.

"hehe."

"That's perfect. When the time comes, both mother and daughter will die in this outer world. Isn't that a kind of reunion?"

The witch god smiled very naturally and was very satisfied.

There was no trace of the previous panic.

The butcher did not argue any more. There was no point in talking more about this matter. In the end, he had to use his own hands to see the truth.

Upon seeing this, the witch god snorted coldly and said nothing more.

Then the sky gradually became quiet.

It seemed that the impact of Liu Bai's demonstration of the truth on heaven limited itself to this extent.

The ghosts and gods were not alarmed by this little thing. Although the other true gods noticed it, it was of little use in the end.

But inside this world surrounded by barriers, the impact is far more than that.

People everywhere on the throne of God were basically discussing what had happened. Those who were stronger and had better connections had already heard the news and knew that someone had attained enlightenment.

Those with stronger connections already knew that the reason why there were such unusual changes in the human world was because Liu Bai had attained enlightenment.

"..."

"Who is Liu Bai?"

"He is my good brother from Huang Shangguan. Next time you meet him, just call him Brother Liu."

The ancestral home of the Huang family in Yanzhou.

Huang Shangguan no longer had his previous nonchalant look, and instead wore an extremely luxurious yellow robe embroidered with a dragon.

At this moment, he was sitting at the entrance of the ancestral hall of the Huang family's ancestral land, and next to him, sat a female ghost wearing a bright red wedding dress and a red veil on her head.

"How dare you say that in front of him?"

The female ghost's voice was soft, and even though her face couldn't be seen, it sounded as if she was smiling.

"Oh, why not?!"

Huang Shangguan patted his butt and stood up, then said in front of the ancestral temple with a beaming face: "My brother Liu Bai is not the kind of person you think!"

After he finished speaking, he leaped up and landed directly on the roof of the ancestral temple, with his hands on his hips, and said:

"Back then, I was able to hold his neck and talk to him. Now, let alone preaching the truth, even if he becomes a true god in the future, I can still do it."

"In this regard, Liu Bai is just like Ah Dao. He never judges people by their realm."

The red-dressed woman smiled and said, "I definitely believe this."

After saying that, she bowed to the old man with a sullen face who walked in through the door and called softly, "Greetings, ancestor."

"Ah."

The new patriarch of the Huang family, named Huang Batian, nodded slightly, and his originally sullen face softened.

But when he looked up again and saw Huang Shangguan standing on the ancestral temple, he was still furious.

"Master Huang, can you please show a little respect to our Huang family's ancestors?"

Huang Shangguan then jumped down from the roof and said with a chuckle, "Old Ancestor, what are you talking about? I, Huang Shangguan, have great respect for you. I remember it in my heart. Every morning when I wake up, I have to burn several sticks of incense."

"You're full of twisted ideas!"

Huang Batian's face looked increasingly angry.

Huang Shangguan smiled without saying anything, as if he didn't notice Huang Batian's anger at all.

The two of them just looked at each other without saying a word. It was not until a while passed that Huang Bati let out a soft sigh.

"Huang Shangguan, I know you have a lively personality, but you are now the head of the Huang family after all, so you still have to pay attention to the impact."

Huang Shangguan continued to smile and nodded repeatedly without saying anything. He just turned and walked towards the door. When he passed by the red-dressed woman, he naturally raised his right hand slightly.

The woman in red makeup took his arm, and then the human-ghost couple walked out of the ancestral hall hand in hand.

But when he was almost at the door, Huang Shangguan stopped and turned to look at the new ancestor.

There was an undisguised sneer on his face.

"Has our Huang family ever had an ancestor who reached the divine realm?"

"you!"

Huang Batian was furious, and his aura suddenly rose. An aura unique to a god pressed towards Huang Shangguan.

But the next moment... the red-dressed woman exuded a ghostly aura that was no weaker than his, and it was even faintly overshadowing his.

Huang Batian's face changed drastically and he subconsciously took a step back.

But the woman in red makeup seemed to have no intention of stopping. The red veil she originally wore on her head had already begun to lift up at the corners.

Huang Shangguan saw this and hurriedly helped her smooth it out, then gently stroked her back.

It seemed as if he was trying to calm her anger.

I heard a voice coming from under the red veil. It was no longer as gentle as before, but became a little cold.

"You respect my husband, so what's wrong with calling you ancestor?"

"If you don't respect my husband...what's wrong with killing you?"

After Huang Shangguan heard this, his face turned extremely panicked, as if he had heard something extremely treasonous, and he hurriedly explained:
"How can you be so violent, madam? No, no, this is our Huang family's ancestor."

"So what does Yifujun mean?"

"Cripple him, just cripple him, but don't kill him."

The man and the ghost were talking as they walked, and their voices were getting farther and farther away.

Huang Batian was the only one left in the huge ancestral hall courtyard. His face was ashen, but in the end he could only look up to the sky and roar silently.

Finally, in the bottom of my heart, I shouted frantically in a voice that only I could hear: "Ancestor, did you see it?"

"The Huang family, one of the nine great families, has actually fallen to the point where it is controlled by a female ghost!"

When Huang Shangguan returned to his courtyard, the red-dressed woman took off her arm around him and asked softly, "Since my husband doesn't like him, just destroy him. Why do you want me to be this evil ghost?"

Huang Shangguan laughed and said, "I just woke up from a big dream. After all, I am just a god. Besides... I also need an ancestor to rush ahead of me. The entire Huang family also needs an elderly ancestor."

"I don't understand."

The red-dressed woman shook her head and said frankly, "It doesn't matter if you don't understand. My wife doesn't need to understand. It's enough for me to understand."

After Huang Shangguan finished speaking, he put his arm around the red-dressed woman's waist and walked towards the house.

The latter's body subconsciously stiffened, and then she said in a mosquito-like voice, "Husband, is it still daytime?"

"What happened during the day?"

Huang Shangguan said with a serious face and full of righteousness: "Daytime is the time to subdue this evil ghost like you. Today you dare to be rude to my ancestor, you deserve to be beaten!"

"..."

Ganzhou Liu family.

It was early spring in Liu Wenzhi's yard, and he was already cultivating the fertile soil in his yard.

Although he was already a demigod, he was hoeing the fields himself, and after every few strokes, he had to stand up and wipe the sweat from his forehead like an old farmer.

And in his yard, beside the stone table, sat an old Taoist with white hair and beard.

He was holding a scroll in his hand, flipping through it carefully, and said to Liu Wenzhi: "With Patriarch Liu's state of mind, it's no wonder he was able to ascend to the demigod level in one fell swoop."

"What state of mind can I have?"

Liu Wenzhi smiled and said, "Just like an old farmer, I have lived for a long time and naturally came to this point."

The old Taoist priest then put down the scripture in his hand and pointed at the rumbling sound in the sky that was still lingering.

"Your Liu family has been prosperous for generations."

A normal person would be delighted to hear such praise, especially when it comes from the Taoist master himself.

But after hearing this, Liu Wenzhi put away the smile on his face and said seriously: "It's my Liu Wenzhi's Liu family, not the Liu family's Liu family."

The old Taoist priest nodded slightly, he could understand the meaning of Liu Wenzhi's words.

Then he stood up and bowed to the ancestor of the Liu family, causing the latter to hurriedly return the greeting.

After some polite exchanges, Liu Wenzhi's small piece of land was almost cultivated.

He took out some chrysanthemum seeds suitable for spring planting from the house and sprinkled them on the ground, asking, "Is it really impossible to connect with the external Taoist orthodoxy?"

"The ghosts and gods separate the inside and the outside. Besides, if I really have this method, how can I not use it?"

The old Taoist sighed quietly.

Liu Wenzhi had already expected such an answer, but he still had a lingering question in his mind.

It’s a pity that thoughts are just thoughts after all.

"Does Master Liu have any comment?"

The old Taoist priest continued to ask.

When Liu Bai was mentioned, Liu Wenzhi's face showed a sincere smile. He waved his hand casually and smiled slightly, "He is just a young man in the family. He has only achieved a minor path. There is nothing to say."

Looking at Liu Wenzhi, whose lips were curled up to the sky, the old Taoist priest finally ignored him.

Just when the old Taoist was about to leave, Liu Wenzhi's voice sounded again behind him.

"Master, please wait until the end. If you can avoid taking action, then... it's better not to take action."

Liu Wenzhi also knew that if this old Taoist really took action and forcibly burned his own avenue to ascend to demigod... then no matter how the battle ended, he would be dead.

The old Taoist priest paused for a moment.

"My life is my life, and your life is your life too. There is no reason why one is more valuable than the other."

After saying that, he finally took a step forward and disappeared from here.

In the yard, only Liu Wen was left sighing.

at the same time.

In the State of Wei, inside the small cave of the Ghost and God Cult, on the field that had finally been reclaimed, two men, one old and one young, were sitting.

At this time, there was no one else in this small cave except them. They both had their trouser legs rolled up, looking like peasants who had just finished their work.

"If three people do this job, it will definitely be faster than two people."

At this moment, Ma Zhi no longer had the ease she had before when she was outside, and instead felt a little lonely.

Meng Ren naturally knew what his almost explicit hint meant... Even if a friendship of thousands of years were to fade away, it would not be so easy and casual.

Perhaps it was more like the rainwater accumulated in the stone pit, which gradually dissipated with the wind and sun.

"He only cares about strength. Even when facing Liu Qingyi, he dared to compete with her. He can take that step..."

Meng Ren was talking in a rambling manner at first, but when he got to this point, he suddenly turned around and looked at Ma Zhi behind him.

"You really didn't notice it at all?"

This was the first time that the two brothers had discussed this topic head-on since the forbidden Eastern Expedition.

"Yes, I knew he had been to the forbidden place three hundred years ago."

"Two hundred years ago, I knew he had contact with the Heavenly Demon Sect, but I thought...I thought he just wanted to learn from them and improve himself. I never thought he would be able to abandon his own bottom line."

"Brother, what about you?"

Mazhi asked back.

"I knew he was the leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect... I knew it from the beginning." Meng Ren was determined to shock people.

So much so that even Mazhi was frightened.

Meng Ren turned around and saw that the extremely tall old man looked a little lonely.

"But it was only after he became the leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect that he confessed to me and asked me what to do."

"I really wanted to kill him with one blow."

"Why don't you do this, brother?"

Hearing Ma Zhi's exclamation and questioning of his true heart, Meng Ren was silent for a long time this time. He just looked at the land in front of him that was reclaimed by the three brothers themselves.

He looked at it for a full half an hour before he slowly said, "I am not a saint."

He is not a saint, nor even a good person, so even though he knows that his junior brother is the leader of the Tianyao Sect, he still cannot bring himself to kill him.

So even though he knew that his junior fellow apprentice was the leader of the Tian Yao Sect, he still did not inform Zhang Cang in advance.

The Meng people would never do such a thing as sacrificing their own relatives for the sake of justice.

but……

"I want to be a saint this time!"

Meng Ren stood up suddenly and looked down at his junior fellow apprentice sitting behind him.

The latter's originally tense expression relaxed after hearing these words.

Ma Zhi patted his butt and stood up, saying with a smile: "Second brother has left, and eldest brother is leaving too, so how can third brother not accompany him?"

"OK!"

Meng Ren laughed and patted Ma Zhi on the shoulder. He laughed very loudly, but his crying was uglier than anyone else.

At the very end, he said in a choked voice:
"Don't blame your second brother. If you want to blame someone... blame your eldest brother for not taking good care of you."

"What are you talking about, Big Brother?"

Ma Zhi folded her hands into her sleeves, her face not showing any sadness, but rather a hint of relief.

So the two brothers walked into the thatched hut. They decided to do something heroic. They wanted to use this small cave to set off a... big firecracker in the sky beyond the sky.

How can you set off firecrackers without a fuse?
It would be appropriate to use two immortals who have been preaching the truth for a thousand years as an introduction.

But if that's still not enough, then... add more fuel to the fire.

Outside this small cave, Zhang Cang, with his hands folded in his sleeves, looked at the shadow beside him and said slowly: "The facts have proved that even if you become an evil spirit, it still won't work."

"In that case, then use your broken body to buy a glimmer of hope for the human race."

"Okay." (End of chapter)