After 100 years of leatherworking, I have become a giant in the magic sect.

Chapter 170 169. No regrets in making a move, Demon Mother Pilan (8.1K words - long chapter, please subscribe)
Elder Ning Xin felt the hand that embraced his shoulder naturally and said calmly, "You already know what I said and have promised me, why don't you let go?"

Song Yan glanced at the garden below the secret realm. Many members of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan were arriving one after another. With their abilities, they could see the intimate behavior of Song Yan and Ancestor Ning Xin from a distance as if it was right in front of them.

He asked, "Is it etiquette?"

Patriarch Ning Xin raised his hand and gently brushed Song Yan's fingertips.

Song Yan let go.

Ancestor Ning Xin said calmly: "Of course it is etiquette. What I said is only known to you, me and the clan leader in the clan, and the younger generation does not know. If you are so close to me, what do the younger generations think?

If it goes against ethics, the clan will no longer be a clan. This will not benefit the Wuxiang Ancient Clan in any way, so, in the future, you must not be presumptuous in front of outsiders."

Song Yan stood up, said "I understand", and was about to leave, but the ancestor's condescending and indifferent voice came from behind him.

"You're right here with me."

Song Yan didn't say much. He sat down opposite her again, raised his hand to grab the spiritual tea, and began to make tea for Ancestor Ning Xin.

Ancestor Ning Xin glanced at him and explained, "The little ones are looking for Taoist partners to continue the bloodline of our ancient clan. You don't need to waste your time playing childish games with them."

Song Yan smiled and said, "Then the ancestor is going to personally continue my bloodline?"

Ancestor Ning Xin was stunned for a moment, then said calmly: "I remember that Ancestor Yan Zhang once made a 500-year agreement with you.

It is really difficult to go from practicing Xuan to becoming a divine infant in five hundred years.

But if you can succeed within five hundred years, I will continue your bloodline, so what's the harm?"

Song Yan glanced at the goddess in green.

Charming and cool.

The body of the opposite sex of the superior exudes a natural charm that makes the inferior unable to control himself and become confused and infatuated.

Especially after she said "I will continue your bloodline", it made one's heart beat wildly. One only wanted to try his best to fulfill her request and then become one with that delicate body.

If an ordinary cultivator were to absorb this aura, he would think about it day and night, and might even lose the heart to practice, until he died of lovesickness.

Even Song Yan's heartbeat inexplicably quickened at this moment, so fast that not only was his desire surging, but he also became extremely alert.

He was not wary of Patriarch Ning Xin, because the latter most likely thought he was Feng Chengzi who had escaped death and taken over another person's body.

What he was wary of was the attitude of Ancestor Ning Xin.

As the closest existence to the Yin-Yang Mysterious Dragon, which is said to be the placenta that conceived the secret realm of the ancestral vein, is it really the wish of Ancestor Ning Xin that he is devoted to the Wuxiang Ancient Clan?

If so, how could she give birth to a child for the younger generation just to give the Wuxiang Ancient Clan another powerful master?
Song Yan put himself in his shoes and felt that what Ancestor Ning Xin did was completely an act of "sacrificing himself for the family."

At this moment, he did not deny his naked desire for this powerful woman, but he also began to think.

The black tea in his hand was curling with cold air. After brewing a cup, he held it in front of Ancestor Ning Xin.

The green-robed goddess took it gently, took a sip politely and put it down, then raised her snow-white neck, crossed her legs, and ignored the aggressive gaze of the young man in front of her.

If she released a little of her aura, the younger generation would not be able to withstand it.

It is the rule of heaven and earth that Yin and Yang chase each other. When Yin of the upper level appears, Yang of the lower level will always feel admiration involuntarily. What's more, when the Yin says something like "I am willing to continue his bloodline", the power can be imagined.

The fact that the little fellow in front of me didn't immediately jump up to me, show my courtesy, or make promises means that he has a very good character.

Song Yan brewed another cup for himself and drank it quietly.

The tea was cool, and when poured over his burning emotions, he did not restrain himself.

This is my true self, this is my true feelings, why should I kill them?

If you regard the seven emotions and six desires as thieves, sneak around, and are timid and fearful, why not abandon cause and effect altogether and reincarnate directly? Why bother to practice mystery while still alive?

"Brother Xiong Jia, you have been out for training in recent years and have never returned. You know this clan..."

"No need to say more. I already know that there is another genius in our clan. This is also a good thing. How can a single flower be compared to a garden full of spring flowers?"

After saying this, the man smiled faintly, without any meaning of "there can't be two tigers in one mountain".

He is the genius of this generation, Tang Xiongjia.

However, at only two hundred years old, he had already stabilized his position in the middle stage of Purple Mansion. He returned to participate in the family gathering this time in order to seek the family's Purple Mansion secret method - "Hundred Aspects of Birth and Death".

As he was speaking, he stepped into the secret realm of the ancestral vein. After everyone paid their respects, he looked left and right, trying to find the genius who was said to be more talented than him.

But all the people he saw were either familiar faces or strangers, until he accidentally looked up and saw the ancient pavilion halfway up the mountain.

In the ancient pavilion, the goddess in green looked down.

Tang Xiongjia hurriedly bowed his head, raised his fist, and bowed from a distance.

But when he looked over unintentionally, he saw a young man sitting next to the goddess in green.

He suddenly turned his head, looked at Tang Xiaokong, and asked, "Third Uncle."

Before he finished speaking, Tang Xiaokong said, "Xiong Jia, the person you are looking for is the one you just saw."

Tang Xiongjia: ???

He was stunned for a moment, shocked.

The Purple Palace Divine Infant is as far away as a chasm, and it is much more difficult to break through than to enter the Purple Palace from the Crimson Palace. That old ancestor is the clan's ancestor, so why would she bring a junior with her?
Is this to be taught in person?

There's no precedent, right?

Why? !

Seeing his dazed look, Tang Xiaokong naturally understood what this genius was thinking.

He had originally planned to make some arrangements to make these two geniuses of his clan as close as brothers, so as to avoid the occurrence of "one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers". But now Tang Xiaokong himself did not know what to say.

Because he saw Han'er kissing the ancestor.

He saw it.

That action is a kiss!

The ancestors were all suppressed!

The old ancestor who was pressed down was kissed by Han'er who leaned over and kissed him!
Many of the tribesmen below saw it.

Everyone thought Han'er was going to be beaten to death, and everyone secretly said "he deserves it", but Han'er didn't fly! Not only did he not fly, but now he is sitting opposite the ancestor and brewing a cup of tea for him, and the ancestor even drinks it.

What is this for?

It’s outrageous.

There may be many interactions with the ancestor, but there will only be things like "the ancestor's guidance" and "the ancestor's teachings". How can there be such a thing as "being close to the ancestor"?
Such a thing has never happened in the Wuxiang Ancient Clan until now!

Today they saw it.

All the old guys who arrived earlier were smart people. Even though their brains were exploded and their hearts were shocked, no one would mention this matter, as if they had collective amnesia.

At this moment, another person walked in from outside the door. This person was Tang Yi who had just entered Zifu.

Tang Yi was polite and called the elders by their names one by one. When he saw Tang Xiaokong, he naturally asked, "Third Uncle, where is Brother Han?"

Tang Xiaokong winked in the direction of the ancient pavilion on the mountainside.

Tang Yi looked over, and when he saw it, he saluted hastily, then looked away as if he had been electrocuted, with a look of shock on his face.

Tang Xiaokong stroked his beard with a smile and nodded.

Ever since he was shocked, he has been waiting for others to ask him "Where is Han'er?" Then he would point out the direction, and that person would be shocked and show an expression of "What the hell?"

When he saw other people's shock, he felt inexplicably better.

The essence of a family gathering is that the old and the young get together. The younger generation arranges a Taoist partner, and the older generation arranges for an opportunity to form a team and casually resolve conflicts between the people below. Resources that outsiders fight for are often resolved here with a few words of conversation, and then the ancestors distribute some rare mysterious fruits.

These mysterious fruits are extremely special, and most of them have the effect of "increasing lifespan by two to three years", but the effects are not cumulative.

Although the increase in lifespan is small, it is still a little bit longer and everyone will like it.

Song Yan also got an apple-shaped spiritual fruit.

I took one bite and felt nothing.

When the family has a meal, the ancestor does not have to be seated at the table; he can eat in the ancient pavilion.

In the past, it was always one portion.

And today, Patriarch Ning Xin specially had two copies prepared.

When the special dish cooked with the heart and liver marrow of rare monsters was served, Song Yanshen took a deep sniff of the aroma. He swept his eyes over the ancient Wuxiang people who were having a meal in the ancestral garden.

There are about 500 people, and these are almost all the members of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan.

Very little, but it takes up a lot of resources.

This is the convenience brought to them by the ancient clan's ancestral bloodline and the innate spiritual secret technique.

From now on, Song Yan had a feeling: Perhaps, he no longer needed to mingle among ordinary clansmen, because this old ancestor Ning Xin would bind him tightly and monitor him.

Of course, Ancestor Ning Xin’s original intention was definitely not to “bind” or “monitor”, but to hope that he, the person chosen by the ancestors, could grow up quickly, no longer have to worry about the tedious matters between the little guys, and could devote himself to cultivation.

But for Song Yan, it means "binding" and "surveillance".

This is because the path that Ancestor Ning Xin hopes he will take must be what the "Ancestor of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan" hopes for.

At the end of this road, in all likelihood, is the reward he needs to pay.

Song Yan is not a person who eats for free. If you eat someone's food, you will definitely have feelings for them. It is no problem to repay a drop of kindness with a spring of gratitude. However, if he has to repay the kindness with his life, that is not acceptable.

He didn't know how the compensation should be paid.

So, he won’t take this road!
Although he didn't leave, the time he was waiting for was ripe.

Although it's only mature, not perfect, it's time.

He has already sat next to the ancestor and the ancestor has placed great hopes on him.

Then, it's time to take action against the evil monk.

The demon monk is different from him.

Over the years, he has been practicing, while the evil monk has been causing trouble.

The demon monk is stuck in the late stage of Purple Mansion and cannot move up.

He also needs the demon monk to be complete.

He didn't get close to the monk before and didn't know much about him because he was afraid that the monk would notice him. Now he has to kill someone with a borrowed knife.

Song Yan also imitated the old man Ning Xin and took a light bite of the delicious monster liver and marrow.

The green-robed goddess looked at him and asked, "What's the matter?"

Song Yan said: "I want to kill someone."

The green-robed goddess asked, "Can you kill him?"

Song Yan knew that if he shook his head and said "I can't kill it", the Green-clothed Goddess would definitely say "Why don't you practice hard? Hurry up and break through the middle stage of the Purple Mansion, and then practice the "Hundred Aspects of Life and Death" for me." If he nodded and said "I can kill it", the Green-clothed Goddess would say "Tell me the name, I will ask someone to help you kill it" or "I will accompany you for a trip" and so on.
Song Yan wanted to kill the demon monk, but he was not naive enough to think that he could kill him with just a divine infant.

This is a game.

A conspiracy that the evil monk had been setting up for fifty years.

If you want to kill someone, you must first see the situation.

Then he used the five thousand year old Wuxiang Ancient Clan to overthrow the situation.

So, Song Yan nodded and then shook his head.

Ancestor Ning Xin's appetite suddenly improved. Although she was an ancestor, she was also a woman. When she said "I want to have a child for a man", she would naturally feel curious about this man and even want to test him. Only in this way could she understand whether this man was good enough and whether he was qualified to make her pregnant.

But whether one is excellent or not is not entirely determined by strength, but also depends on the person's work style, character, planning, etc.
Now, no matter who this little guy wants to kill, he must be within her control.

Clearly, her chance had come.

So, my appetite also improved.

Ancestor Ning Xin moved her hands and feet, and the plate of delicious food came in front of her. She opened her mouth and ate in small bites, and asked with interest, "What do you want to do?"

Song Yan said: "I know too little and I don't know what I want to do."

Ancestor Ning Xin said: "You say."

Song Yan asked, "Has there been any unrest in our tribe in the past fifty years?"

Patriarch Ning Xin glanced at the plate in front of him.

Song Yan also picked it up.

The two of them talked as they ate, and after they finished, they ignored the younger ones in the garden.

Then, under the shocked gazes of the younger generations at the level of his “adoptive father and mother”, Song Yan climbed up the ancestral sacred mountain with Ancestor Ning Xin and strolled in the mountains and forests in late autumn.

When the party ends has nothing to do with him.

There is no doubt that Song Yan asked the right person.

No one in the entire Wuxiang Ancient Clan knows what is happening in the clan better than Ancestor Ning Xin, the clan's guardian ancestor.

Everything was presented to Song Yan without any secrets.

His thoughts also flew away as he followed the description of Ancestor Ning Xin.

He saw the various births, deaths, divisions and reunions that broke out in the fifteen major countries under the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, the repeated bloody fights at the Gujin Teleportation Array, the turmoil between the ancient clans brought about by "marginal politics", the confrontations between spies, the outbreak in the Ice Mirror Wasteland and the increasingly fierce Soul Threshold
"What is Soul Threshold?"

Song Yan asked again.

He understood the Tumor Realm, but he didn't understand the reason for the Soul Threshold.

Ancestor Ning Xin said: "It is the rule of heaven and earth."

"rule?"

"If the Sea of ​​Bitterness is wounded by external objects, the Heaven and Earth will try their best to digest the object, and the Soul Threshold will appear at this time.

The tumor is its structure, and repeated attacks are normal, until the thing is finally digested completely, and the scab formed is the evil treasure.

If you want to pick the evil treasure, you need to find the cause and find the treasure picker. This kind of thing is usually only seen by the guardian creatures of a clan, and my clan is the Yin Yang Xuanlong.

Before coming to the party, I had already divined the location of the treasure hunter of the Ice Mirror Wasteland. Today's party is just to assign tasks and let the younger generation go and gain some experience. Please invite the treasure hunter here as soon as possible. "Song Yan:.
He inexplicably felt a sense of wonder as if the fields were changing.

He was once a treasure hunter and a junior.
Back then, the seven-tailed old fox must have been walking with some demon, saying something like "We have to let the young ones catch the treasure hunter."

Just this light sentence made him feel like he was living in purgatory. He had to carefully deal with all kinds of hunts by the fox and wolf tribes. The outside world was completely a thick black fog to him. He could neither see clearly nor jump out. He could only try his best to deal with what was in front of him.

There is no doubt that with what Ancestor Ning Xin said, those treasure hunters will face the same danger as he did back then.

Before reaching the end of the Soul Threshold, the treasure hunter will be carefully watched. But once they reach the end of the Soul Threshold and start picking treasures, who knows what dangers may arise?
The danger could not be described as a narrow escape from death. It was a situation where there was absolutely no chance of survival!

This is the cruelty of the world of cultivation.

An innocent man is guilty of possessing a treasure, that's all.

The ancestral sacred mountain also has four seasons.

The pale yellow withered leaves are like old butterflies, swaying in the bleak autumn wind and falling from time to time.

The green-robed goddess moved her long legs, her small feet seemed to be stepping on water and clouds. She caught a glimpse of the undisguised deep thought in the boy's eyes, and she felt curious in her heart.

She had long understood the Wuxiang Ancient Clan very well, and using this world as her board and all living beings as her chess pieces, she had created many situations that were beneficial to the development of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan.

Now, what changes will this little guy make to the game and what suggestions will he make?

Song Yan suddenly said, "I asked Princess Xi to tell you about the sacrificial fire. I wonder what the clan thinks of it?"

The green-robed goddess glanced at him and said, "The clan leader will make his own arrangements."

Song Yan asked: "What arrangements?"

The green-clothed goddess said, "If you want to know, practice as soon as possible. When you reach a higher level, I will let you know naturally. At least you have to practice the secret technique of my Purple Mansion, "The Hundred Aspects of Life and Death", right?

You have been in the mortal world for these years, haven't you been cultivating the mind of protection? I don't believe that you would leave if you haven't cultivated it.

"Since this is the case, we are already one step away. Why not make a concerted effort, calm down and break through the middle stage of Purple Mansion?"

Song Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, and the information in his mind connected together. He was trying desperately to discard those superficial phenomena and pursue the core essence.

Fifty years.

It is impossible for the evil monk not to take action.

But these disturbances were not serious, which could only mean one thing: the evil monk was planning something bigger.

Now, based on the description of Ancestor Ning Xin, he roughly knew that the most chaotic place of the "Ancient Wuxiang Clan" was actually at the border where it intersected with the "Ancient Night King Clan".

The cause of this turmoil was the civil strife of the "Ancient Night King Clan".

It sounds funny to talk about internal strife within a clan, but it does happen. It happened to the ancient Night King clan.

As their neighbor, the Wuxiang Ancient Clan’s attitude is “As long as they don’t set fire to us, let them do whatever they want in their own nest. Anyway, we have enough resources at home and there is no need to encroach on other people’s land.”

But the time of civil unrest occurred precisely during these fifty years.

Although the Ice Realm Soul Threshold is biased towards the Formless Ancient Clan, it also borders the Night King Ancient Clan.

Plus the sacrifice of the demon baby from the Snow Country.

Things that seem unrelated are actually concentrated in one place geographically, and are also connected to the ancient teleportation array.

Since you can't see clearly, just hit it with a stick at the vital part first.

Song Yan suddenly looked at Ancestor Ning Xin and said, "Ancestor, do me a favor."

Ancestor Ning Xin smiled and said, "Why didn't you say ancestor when you kissed me just now?"

Song Yan said: "I told you that the ancestor is really sweet."

Ancestor Ning Xin:
She sighed and said unhappily, "I've never seen a young man as bold as you. Tell me, what can I do for you?"

Song Yan said seriously, "Help me build momentum and say that the Snow Country Fire Worshiping Demon Sect should move to the west to give them a better place for Xuan Qi. Of course, it's not that easy for a big sect to move, so give them three years to prepare. After three years, they must move."

Ancestor Ning Xin was stunned for a moment and said, "You are forcing them to speed up the sacrifice."

Song Yan said: "No! I am forcing the people behind them to speed up."

"The people behind them?"

Ancestor Ning Xin looked thoughtful.

Song Yan said: "In the process of taking over other bodies, I will have more or less grudges. The people behind them may very well be the enemies I have to kill."

Ancestor Ning Xin suddenly had an idea and raised his hand.

A shadow appeared beside the two of them.

This is obviously the method of the Divine Infant.

The phantom was dressed in a golden robe and had a majestic look. It was Tang Xiaoxuan, the patriarch of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan.

There was a slight confrontation between Patriarch Ning Xin and the phantom of Tang Xiaoxuan, and it was obvious that he had been told all the situations.

Tang Xiaoxuan stared at Song Yan and said calmly: "Before you took over another body, you were the ancestor of our clan. You must have had a great opportunity to return to our clan. Now that you are such a genius, I will give you this position sooner or later.

It’s okay to tell you.

This matter in the Snow Country was condoned by me.

I am just waiting for them to sacrifice the demon baby, and then I will put the demon baby into the evil weapon.

Judging from the speed of the Fire Worshiping Demon Sect and the materials exchanged by Mu Lieyang, it should take at least ten years to complete the sacrifice. Forcing him to relocate within three years is simply asking for his life, and mine as well.

Although the evil weapon is not as powerful as the evil treasure, it is not bad in fighting. But if you get the magic baby and refine it, it will be even more powerful.

But then again, you said there was someone behind this, so the ancient Night King clan was also involved. Could it be that some old thief from the ancient Night King clan had a grudge against you and was also coveting this thing?

That’s right, if I can refine it, I can then take advantage of the situation to enter the Ice Realm Soul Threshold and seize the evil treasure, which is a good plan.”

Song Yan shook his head and said respectfully: "Patriarch, I just felt something was wrong, so I wanted to explore this grass."

Tang Xiaoxuan was also a decisive person, and said, "Alright, let's spread the word that I intend to have the Fire Worshiping Demon Sect relocate within three years, but I will see whether to officially notify them."

Song Yan showed admiration on his face and praised: "You are worthy of being the clan leader!"

Tang Xiaoxuan laughed loudly, looked at the old ancestor Ning Xin beside him, and said with a smile: "Look, look, it must be the reincarnation of the old monster, there is no mistake, haha."

Ancestor Ning Xin also looked at Song Yan speechlessly and said, "Okay, now the clan leader has agreed to what you want to do. You should concentrate and practice with me here, right?"

Song Yan said: "Grandmaster, please give me five years. After five years, I will stay by your side and will not leave until the Divine Infant is broken! But if you don't give me these five years, I will not be able to accept it!"

He has his own plans.

If he still can't take down the demon monk after five years of action, then it doesn't mean that he can't defeat the demon monk. During this period, he must have exposed his identity. At this time, he ran to the side of the Ningxin Patriarch and let the Ningxin Patriarch be his bodyguard.

Elder Ning Xin looked at him, slightly exuding the aura of a high-ranking woman, but the latter had a clear expression, without any doubt.

Only then did Ancestor Ning Xin slowly nod his head.

Song Yan looked at Tang Xiaoxuan and said solemnly: "Patriarch, this matter may be very complicated, so you should be careful."

Tang Xiaoxuan smiled faintly and said, "You want to go to the Snow Country. I'm just eyeing the Ice Mirror Soul Threshold recently, so I'll go with you.

I am here to protect you, but I am also here to see what kind of demons and monsters dare to jump around in front of me. "

Song Yan said: "Then I'll have to trouble the clan leader."

At some point, a rumor spread.

He said that he would move all the sects of the Fire Worshiping Demon Sect to a better Xuanmai in the west in three years.

Other sects were fine, as they had long been tired of the ice and snow of the Snow Country, but Mu Lieyang was stunned.

The accumulation of the Fire Worshiping Demon Sect over the generations is all here, and it’s about to be accomplished!

Move? How? Where?

After moving, everything is gone!

He used all his connections to investigate the authenticity of the information, and the result was: it was very likely to be true!

The words of the ancient clan are like the imperial decree of the king. Which sect below dares not to obey?

This rumor is a sword!

A sword hanging above Mu Lieyang's head!
He knew that the sword would fall, but he didn't know when.

His mind was frantic, with only one word in his mind - delay! !
As long as he could hold on for twenty years, no, even ten years, in ten years he would be able to complete the sacrifice, allowing himself to become a real ghost baby, and thus step into the realm of a divine baby in one step!
If he becomes a divine infant, the worst that can happen to him is that he will join the Night King Ancient Clan! The world is so big, there is no place that cannot accommodate him.
This sword was not only hanging over Mu Lieyang's head, but also hanging over another person's head.

This person is the Insect King, or the Demon Monk!

"Delay me at all costs. If I don't come, your plan with the Wuxiang Ancient Clan will fail."

"I know I know!"

After a brief and in-depth conversation between the demon monk and Kuhai, he gritted his teeth and returned to the Vilan two-headed insect tribe.

Over the years, it has used its own ability to deceive people to fan the flames everywhere, successfully planting thorns in the hearts of many cultivators and burying enough "bombs" in this land, especially the ancient Night King clan.

Although the thorns he planted were temptations, the disputes that this temptation actually brought about were true cause and effect.

Once cause and effect are tied, it is difficult to untie them!

The dispute among the ancient Night King clan was his masterpiece that cost him so much effort.

Of course, he didn't dare to enter the ancient clan directly, but he could find ways to take action against those ancient clan members who came through the "Hidden Dragon Society". The Night King ancient clan, which was closest to the teleportation array, came the most and were also the ones who were attacked the most.

In order to allow more people from the ancient tribe to set foot on the land of Gujin, it found ways to arrange many opportunities for the Gujin monks, created many rare treasures, and sent many monsters and precious spiritual flowers and herbs.

Thanks to its unremitting efforts, there are more and more talents in Kuching, and the scale of “Qianlong Club” is getting bigger and bigger.

It seduced more and more ancient people.

The ancient Night King clan, this clan’s talents are all at night.

The night is quiet by nature, and some people in the tribe extremely like quietness and advocate asceticism.

The other part was thinking about having fun and spending the long night in endless luxury.

In the past, when the Lingbo Ancient Clan was oppressing them, they worked together. But since they took advantage of the situation and destroyed the Lingbo Ancient Clan more than a thousand years ago, the mental contradiction between the two sides gradually emerged.

The ancient Night King clan includes monks like Ye Fu who "draws a circle on the ground to make a prison and declares a certain female monk to be his woman", and there are also ascetic monks who are like bats, silent in the dark, do not like noise, eliminate desires, and are like dead people.

The two parties naturally disliked each other, but because they were from the same clan, this dislike could not become a dispute.

The evil monk became the cause of this dispute.

It wasn't a big deal at the beginning, it was just you scolding me and I hitting you, but gradually, somehow it became involved the issue of "who is strong and who is weak, who is right and who is wrong".

Whenever it comes to “who is right and who is wrong”, it is a dispute over the heart of Tao.

The struggle for the heart of Tao is a fight to the bitter end!
The ascetic faction scolded the enjoyment faction as trash, saying that practicing while enjoying is the wrong path of practice, which will delay the development of the ancient Night King clan and make the younger generations weaker and weaker!
The hedonists scold the ascetics for wasting their precious time and not yet acquiring any real skills.

The two sides made an appointment to fight, and whoever wins will be right.

In this battle, it doesn't matter who wins or loses. What matters is that brothers are at odds with each other and disaster has already begun!
The demon monk watched happily. He was going to wait for the Night King Ancient Clan to fall into chaos, and then form a big trend and slowly crush the neighboring Wuxiang Ancient Clan.

After realizing that he could not set foot on the land of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan and could not kill the little thief whose real name was Song Yan, the evil monk decided to kill him with great force!
It wants to push the war forward completely.

It wants to fish in troubled waters!

And the coming of the being in the sea of ​​suffering through sacrifice will completely ignite the war!

It knows that person's ability.

If it and the demon baby are extraterritorial demons existing in the obsession layer of the Sea of ​​Bitterness, then that person is a character existing in the corrupt thought layer.

People outside call her the Nine-Child Demon Mother.

Nine sons are sacrificed, and a mother is born!
The Snow Country's Fire Worshipping Demon Sect is the most important link and is also the one under the Demon Mother's nose. Nothing can go wrong. If something goes wrong, its plan will be ruined.

So, the demon monk decided to take a little risk.

It is an extraterritorial demon that can theoretically bewitch any existence.

Its realm is the late Purple Mansion realm, so there is hope that it can seduce the divine infant of its own clan.

It wants to start a war in advance and take action in advance!

The Buddhist scriptures once said: It is like the Vimalakirti wind, which shakes the earth.

The wind disaster extinguished all life and the sun, plunging the world into eternal darkness.

The two-headed blue-brained insect family, although it is an insect.
But when the worm twists up, it looks like a big black wind.

The strongest among them is the ancestor of the tribe - Vilampo.

Vimala hasn't taken action for a long time, and no one knows its realm.

But the Insect King knows
Because the king of a clan is naturally connected to the ancestor.

And it happened that Vimala had recently revealed his realm in front of the Insect King - he was still in the early stage of the Divine Infant, and was stuck. He could not tell anyone about it, for fear of being taken advantage of.

So, the evil monk decided to take action.

It tried its best and used its bewitching power on Vilanpo, causing him to develop a strong hatred towards the Wuxiang Ancient Clan. To this end, it arranged many grudges between its own clan and the Wuxiang Ancient Clan.

Using these grudges as an opportunity, he gradually pried open Vimala's defenses.

There are still two years and three months left before the three-year deadline.
And the demon monk succeeded.

It looked at the strong murderous intent emanating from Vimalapo, which was directed towards the Wuxiang Ancient Clan.

"Insect King, please select your tribe members and send them through the ancient teleportation array. The Wuxiang Ancient Clan is going too far!"

"Yes!"

The demon monk breathed a sigh of relief.

After it left, Vimala stood in the darkness, suddenly revealed a strange smile, spread out his hands, and the monstrous poisonous insects mixed with the three-colored magical powers merged with the heaven and earth, like a big black wind really coming, covering the sky and the sun.

How can this be the early stage of Divine Infant?
The younger generations who only live for one or two thousand years naturally don’t know that there is a reason why the Bilan two-headed proud insect clan can stand at the top of the mountain and sea monster clans.

The reason lies not with the Insect King, but with it.

(End of this chapter)