The disaster of the world begins with Dongfang Bubai

Chapter 43: Survival of the fittest, the strong prey on the weak, this should be what you, the Demon Sect, advocate.
Xi Mingzhang took a step forward, and his voice slowly entered Shi Qingxuan's ears.

"And the reason why I can mention you is because Miss Shi wants to lure out You Niaojuan and the other three more than I do."

"You have a hidden desire to take advantage of me, so you have been holding it back."

"After all, in your eyes, the Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Method is just a magic skill that will kill you if you practice it. In addition, you also believe that even the notorious and hated demon sect would expel its disciples. You can imagine how vicious and cruel you are."

"You can just let the two sides kill each other, thus eliminating the great evil from the world without bloodshed."

"Miss Shi, I admire intelligent women. I hope you will always be so intelligent."

Shi Qingxuan's face froze, and she couldn't help but feel a chill in her bones and hair on end. She stared in a daze at the gradually receding figure in white, then bit her teeth and quickly followed.

half a month later.

Two days later, we arrived at the rich plain on the north bank of the Yangtze River. Then, heading south, we saw a strange mountain with rocks as red as cinnabar, and endless strange peaks and cliffs, which were extremely mysterious and strange.

Afterwards, Shi Qingxuan led Xi Mingzhang up the mountain. When they reached halfway up the mountain, they saw a dilapidated temple.

This nameless ancient temple was located on a slope against the mountain. The stone steps were broken and cracked, and overgrown with weeds. It was obvious that it had been abandoned for some time, and it had an eerie feeling in the gloom of dusk.

"It seems that this is the Temple of the Evil Emperor, where Xiang Yutian retired to practice in seclusion. I can feel that there are many secrets deep in the temple. There is a strange world that looks like a beehive magnified thousands of times, with twists and turns. There are caves within caves, big caves within small caves, and all the caves are connected, making people feel like they are in a maze."

"There's a reason why Xiang Yutian and Lu Miaozi are good friends. Only he can create such an ingenious creation."

After spending ten days with Xi Mingzhang, Shi Qingxuan no longer pretended, revealing her unique personality and bold words. She said:

"Monk, you have a dark heart, so naturally you see others as having dark hearts too. Can't they be good friends who share the same ideals and are loyal to each other?"

Xi Mingzhang asked calmly:
"Lu Miaozi was injured by the Demon Sect's Yin Queen Zhu Yuyan's Heavenly Demonic Power. His injuries are getting worse day by day. I'm afraid he will die soon. Since he is a close friend, why didn't Xiang Yutian go to save him?"

"Monk, what do you mean?" Shi Qingxuan looked puzzled: "Xiang Yutian is not dead?"

Xi Mingzhang smiled and said:
"You have already told You Niaojuan and the other three that you have the evil emperor's relic. There is a small house about ten miles southeast of here. You can stay there for the next few days."

Shi Qingxuan was shocked:
"How did you know there was a cottage there?"

When she saw Xi Mingzhang looking at her, she immediately explained:
"The owner of that cottage was acquainted with Qingxuan, but he passed away two years ago, so I borrowed it to stay because I thought it was closer to the Evil Emperor Temple. It only takes half an hour to walk there."

"This poor monk can send messages to heaven and earth, and can generate responses within a radius of ten to twenty miles." Xi Mingzhang said lightly.

Shi Qingxuan heard this and for some reason looked tense, and asked:

"Then, monk, do you know everything about other people's daily lives?"

Xi Mingzhang's eyes were calm, as if he guessed what Shi Qingxuan was thinking, and he said softly:
"Take off the skin, and you will find only 206 bones. Put on clothes, and you will have 18,000 appearances. Seeing a beauty as a skeleton, and seeing a skeleton as a beauty, can make people free from desire and fear."

"Besides, eating, drinking, defecating, urinating and sleeping are all normal for human beings. Besides, I am a layman, so Miss Shi, you don't have to worry too much about it."

After hearing this, Shi Qingxuan's face was filled with an indescribable expression. He couldn't help but think of the many notices and various rumors he had seen in recent days about hunting down a certain monk.

He destroyed Tiantai Sect, one of the four Buddhist sects, seized the "Eternal Life Secret", provoked Cihang Jingzhai and the Six Paths of the Demon Sect, and slaughtered Yu Wenhuaji of the Yuwen clan. He was an evil monk who was not tolerated by both the righteous and the demon sects in the world.

At this moment, she had some understanding. No wonder this monk was hunted down by various forces but remained at peace. With such a martial arts level, he was probably more terrifying than the so-called grandmaster. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but mutter:
"You are a demon, a monster, not even a human being."

After saying that, he used his lightness skills to fly towards the southeast.

Xi Mingzhang smiled indifferently, entered the Evil Emperor Temple, and cleared out a place for meditation. With his current level of cultivation, his body was infused with the essence of heaven and earth, and his human needs had already been reduced by 70% to 80%. It was enough for him to drink some dew and eat some wild fruits on a daily basis.

Simply put, he is now becoming more and more inhuman, so how can he have any different feelings towards ordinary people? Even if he does, it is condescending and his love for them is like that for animals.

Seven days later, early morning.

Shi Qingxuan came to the Evil Emperor Temple and found Xi Mingzhang, saying that he had received news that You Niaojuan and the other four would be here in about two or three hours.

"As expected of you, Master Shi, who is respected by the world. You are well-informed. Let's wait together in the temple." After Xi Mingzhang finished speaking, he half-closed his eyes, as if he was in a state of meditation.

Shi Qingxuan was no longer surprised by this, so she cleaned out a place for them to rest at the site of the ruined Buddha statue.

More than an hour later, Xi Mingzhang's lips trembled slightly and he used the method of sound transmission.

Shi Qingxuan's soft and pleasant voice, clear and sweet, floated outside the temple.

"Since your distinguished guests are here, why not go to the temple and meet them. Shi Zhixuan and Bi Xiuxin's daughter Shi Qingxuan are waiting here for the four seniors."

As soon as he finished speaking, a strange sound was heard outside the temple. It first sounded like a baby crying, then turned into a woman screaming, and then it was erratic, becoming increasingly high-pitched and unpleasant. As the volume became louder and louder, the devilish sound seemed to manifest thousands of evil spirits, which came fiercely to claim his life.

Shi Qingxuan is famous throughout the world for his flute art, which has reached perfection. His biological mother, Bi Xiuxin, is the saint of Cihang Jingzhai, the head of the righteous path. She has been deeply taught since childhood. Of course, she was not affected by the sudden devilish sound, and her face always had a calm and peaceful expression.

"Survival of the fittest, the strong preying on the weak, this should be what you, the Demon Sect, advocate."

"Amitabha, if you don't surrender now, when will you surrender?"

The sound of Xi Mingzhang swallowing and spitting slowly made the evil sound disappear instantly. Four screams of agony suddenly rang out outside the temple, as if they had suffered some backlash.

He stood up and walked out of the temple, and saw four evil men who looked like demons.

You Niaojuan, one of the eight great masters of the Demon Sect, the leader of Xiang Yutian's four disciples and the one with the highest martial arts skills, had a sallow complexion, deep and miserable wrinkles on his brows and forehead, and looked like he was about to die.

The other two, Ding Jiuzhong and Zhou Laotan, were not much better in appearance and physique. Each one was more ferocious than the other, and they just lacked the word "bad guy" carved on their foreheads.

Only Jin Huan was dressed in colorful clothes. At first glance, she looked to be in her twenties. But if you looked closely, you could see crow's feet at the corners of her eyes. Her face was so pale that it looked like a ghost rather than a living person.

"What a good plan! You have inherited Bi Xiuxin's true skills. Your mother hooked up with the evil king Shi Zhixuan, and you hooked up with the evil monk Wuchang. You are truly better than your mother."

You Niaojuan endured the severe pain in his head and made an unpleasant sound like an owl, like a sharp cone scraping against a porcelain plate.

"When I saw you, I immediately understood what it meant when beauty equals justice." Xi Mingzhang's voice was ethereal:

"Sometimes not only is good-looking a sin, but being ugly is also a sin. If you look closely at an ugly person, it is cruel both to others and to the ugly person himself."

"So, once you guys have made use of your surplus value, I will help you reach paradise sooner rather than later, and everyone will be happy."

(End of this chapter)