I Possess a Scroll of Demon-Subduing Records

As for the Nuwa Temple that Lin Yi was looking for, it was in a remote place. If Lin Yi hadn't searched everywhere, he wouldn't have found any trace of the Nuwa Temple.

The path to the Nuwa Temple was overgrown with vegetation, clearly indicating that the area was sparsely populated. As Lin Yi walked along, if he hadn't sensed something mysterious ahead, he would have almost doubted that he had come to the wrong place.

It's pitiful that the people around here don't recognize the true deity, but instead worship that clay Buddha.

Lin Yi also wondered to himself if there was some hidden reason why Nuwa's incense offerings were not very popular among humans.

However, as Lin Yi got closer to the Nuwa Temple, he felt a strange sensation in his heart.

It was as if he had been here before.

His pace quickened unconsciously, as he tried to capture more familiar inspiration.

Before we knew it, the Nuwa Temple was right in front of us.

This was clearly a dilapidated temple; half of the roof tiles had collapsed, and there was no door. Weeds grew in front of the temple, and all sorts of spider webs covered the top.

If nothing unexpected happens, this should be the place where King Zhou of Shang wrote a poem to tease Nuwa, but I never expected it to be so desolate.

Lin Yi couldn't help but feel a sense of emotion.

Now that we're here, we're going to see it through to the end.

He stepped into the temple and looked at the stone sculpture.

The temple was dilapidated everywhere, but the clay sculpture was spotless and still looked brand new.

Lin Yi looked up at the face of the statue and was immediately struck dumb.

This……

If he had a mirror now, he could look at himself and see that he would look the same.

Holy crap, I created a Nuwa?

Lin Yi was shocked.

He had never seen Nuwa's appearance before; he had simply sculpted her in his own image, and to his surprise, she looked exactly like Nuwa.

No wonder the Candle Dragon knelt down upon seeing his clone's appearance; now I understand!

He had suspected something was off about the clone's face from the start, but he never imagined it would be this peculiar...

There really is such a person of unparalleled beauty in the world, who can inspire love and admiration with just a clay sculpture, and she even has her eyes closed, as if she is asleep.

Lin Yi was clearly a normal person, but a thought couldn't help but arise in his mind.

He wanted to kiss the sleeping goddess awake...

He now understands why King Zhou inscribed the poem, just as many people understand Prime Minister Cao when they grow up.

"There is such a woman in the world, it would be a pity not to marry her."

Lin Yi sighed sincerely, then suddenly came back to his senses.

You're going to suffer.

Yan Qingqiu said that to see Nuwa, one must come to this temple. In other words, the temple in this place can truly communicate with Nuwa. Does that mean that Nuwa knows what he is thinking?

The most outrageous thing is that I came here with the exact same face as her.

What is this called?

"Damage-seeking" doesn't even begin to describe his actions; his mind was filled with lewd thoughts about Nuwa.

This is like dancing in a minefield or setting off firecrackers in a cesspool.

But... since we're already here, Nuwa shouldn't be angry, right?

Just as Lin Yi was thinking this, the clay statue of Nuwa suddenly opened its eyes...

Chapter 567 A ​​Wish

Lin Yi was unaware that in the world of immortals and gods, there was an ironclad rule.

Those in lower positions should not look directly at those in higher positions, because the divine power of those in higher positions is something those in lower positions cannot bear.

Looking directly at the gods is disrespectful to those in power and will inevitably be punished.

This is why the Candle Dragon immediately bowed its head in submission upon seeing Lin Yi's clone.

Humility and deference are the proper attitude when facing a supreme deity.

This is just one aspect.

Secondly, some powerful deities will manifest the laws of the Great Dao around their bodies; looking directly at a deity is also looking directly at the Great Dao.

If you're unlucky, you'll be crushed to death by the Great Dao.

Of course, these high-ranking deities usually keep their true forms to themselves, and they generally do not reveal their true forms of the Great Dao unless on certain special occasions.

Otherwise, if these big shots go out every day, someone will inevitably catch a glimpse of them. If they're constantly using special effects, it'll be blinding.

These are all unspoken rules of the immortal world, known to every immortal. Unfortunately, Lin Yi didn't become an immortal through normal means; he achieved it through cheating.

The training was too rushed; his cultivation level did increase, but his experience couldn't keep up.

He can learn about human experiences by reading the memories of demons and monsters, but he can't kill immortals and gods without losing his memories.

That's why he raised his head and stared straight into Nuwa's open eyes.

At that moment, he felt as if he had fallen into the clouds.

The dilapidated temples vanished instantly, and the clay statues before them seemed to have gained flesh and blood, becoming incredibly lifelike.

In Nuwa's eyes, the starry river seemed to have been extinguished.

Lin Yi glanced over and saw the scene of the chaotic formation breaking apart and evolving into the world.

The Great Way is not created by nature, but opened up by the gods.

And this deity is Nuwa.

Such a scene, which transcends the Great Dao, would be something even a deity of the Taishan Goddess might not be able to withstand.

Lin Yi was no exception. With his physical body, which had cultivated for tens of millions of years, it also began to crack open after witnessing the evolution of the Great Dao, and blood kept gushing out.

At this moment, Lin Yi was completely unaware that he had encountered the greatest crisis since his transmigration; he had become lost in the rhythm of this great Dao.

No living being can resist the attraction of the Great Dao. Lin Yi was not under the influence of any bewitching spell, but rather attracted by the Great Dao itself.

He was unaware that his physical body would collapse if he continued, and he felt no pain; he was completely absorbed in the experience.

He had not lost his mind; in fact, one could say he was at his most lucid, having entered a state of enlightenment, and even, by combining his previous insights, was pointing directly to the origin of the Great Dao.

The Tao gives birth to One, One gives birth to Two, Two gives birth to Three, Three gives birth to all things, and all things share the same origin.

This is exactly the same as the scene shown in the Demon-Slaying Manual.

All things in the world are like this tree. The tree may have leaves, flowers, fruits, and branches, but everything is born from this tree.

The source of the Great Dao can split into countless Great Daos, and countless Great Daos can also return to this source of the Great Dao.

Just as all rivers flow into the sea, the sea embraces all rivers.

At that moment, Lin Yi seemed to see the true path that belonged to him.

His path is to return to the source.

As Lin Yi was contemplating these things, the blood flowing from his body had almost stained the ground red.

At that very moment, the Demon-Slaying Manual in his mind released boundless divine energy, pouring into Lin Yi's body. Within Lin Yi's heart, it was as if a bottomless spring was constantly gushing out fresh blood.

These are the hundreds of millions of cultivation points that Lin Yi has stored up.

This time, the Demon-Slaying Manual actually manifested itself.

Originally, Lin Yi decided how to dispose of his cultivation, whether it was storing or absorbing it, it all had to be directed by his will.

But this time, they used everything they had to save Lin Yi's life.

No matter how severe the injury, as long as these powers are present, Lin Yi can recover.

But the cultivation accumulated over hundreds of millions of years is now being consumed exceptionally quickly.

The longer one gazes directly at the origin of the Great Dao, the greater the loss he will experience.

It's a miracle he didn't die; blood was flowing like a gushing torrent.

Time seemed to have passed for a long time, yet it also seemed to have only been a moment.

Lin Yi comprehended his own Dao and came to his senses. His physical body no longer crumbled, but all the cultivation he had stored up had been exhausted.

It was at this moment that Nuwa spoke.

"I can grant you one wish. What do you want?"

Nuwa's voice was gentle, just like her expression. Even though there seemed to be stars flickering in her eyes, you could still feel her kindness.

"Anything is fine?"

"Yes."

At this moment, Lin Yi's mind was filled with many thoughts: invincible power, the magnificent scene of world peace, living a carefree life with his wives, returning to another world, and reuniting with his family...

However, all these wishes, when gathered together, only passed through his mind once, and when he finally spoke them, they became a statement that shocked even him.

"I want you."

When he said those words, Lin Yi was also a little incredulous, because his mind was filled with nothing but colors.

hiss!

This isn't just courting death, this is wishing to be condemned to eternal damnation even after death.

To have one's soul scattered is the least of one's worries; one must serve an eternal sentence in hell.

What does blasphemy mean?

This should be it.

Lin Yi used to think King Zhou was incredibly brave and reckless when he watched TV, but now he realizes that King Zhou was the real warrior.

Sorry, it seems there's a rather unreliable guardian in the human world.

When Lin Yi was thinking about those things, he was truly clear-headed.