The clouds were full of mist, but the breeze that Yi Chun turned into was flying faster and faster.

Usually, he prefers to be a bird.

One is that it is quite hidden, and the other is that there are partial branches in the birds that are extremely inclined towards the direction of flight.

Now, his understanding of all things has improved again.

Relying on the void to resist the sky, a thousand miles a day, but it's not enough.

But Yi Chun is not a swagger after all.

It is also wonderful to be incarnated as a breeze and occasionally laze through the huge and complex air currents in the sky.

The little fox said it was north, but he didn't say the distance.

However, Yi Chun only flew for a moment, and then he smelled a surge of blood and filth from the breath in the distance.

This is not a good idea......

Yi Chun shook his head secretly.

In his opinion, the demon is actually a rather strange life.

The way of thinking of intelligent beings is never singular.

Just like humans and ants, who also have an intelligence of 10, there is definitely a big difference in how they perceive the world and how they see everything.

But the life of the yokai shows a human-like thinking pattern from an alien perspective.

It is difficult not to wonder whether the emergence of such a limited transcendent life has something to do with the elements associated with such worlds.

In other words, it's the so-called "rules".

Yi Chun fell from the clouds and flew straight towards the place where the blood and filth were the strongest.

As soon as the clouds came out, the reddish-brown earth was paved with faces.

There should be a mountain range below, and there are probably some trees.

But now they have all been cut down and made into many standard illegal buildings.

Protruding stumps are occasionally littered with pale bones and burnt ashes.

Some of them also have some rotten filth attached to them that cannot be seen clearly.

A group of yokai with jackals and human bodies frolicking in a rather empty place.

If you look closely, it seems to be snatching some dead head......

From a human perspective, this is definitely a cave of sin.

From Yi Chun's point of view, the same is naturally true......

He was a human first, then a bearer of wild power, and finally a druid......

In fact, balancing is always an extremely difficult thing.

Among the druids, there is a counterpart class named after it.

Placed alongside nature and wildness, it is a rare intellectual excellence among the druids.

As a wild druid, Yi Chun naturally doesn't think too much about these.

He just doesn't like it, and that's enough......

As for the complex relationship between humans and monsters behind it, it's not something he can think about.

He can't bear to turn the earth into a desert and the world into a wasteland.

But it specifically involves the struggle for survival between races and individuals, and there are too many in it.

It's better to be happy as you like.

In the thousand years that he was incarnated as a tree, Yi Chun had seen and heard too much.

Although they are not as intelligent as they are, they flicker in the sea of consciousness from moment to moment.

But when the waves crash against the silent shore, there is naturally a stirring and whirlwind.

In the vast multiverse, there is never an absolute "right".

Even the light that shines on the highest mountain is inevitably biased and inappropriate.

Yi Chun turned into a human body, looked at the mountains below and shook his head.

It seems that this road is not a question......

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"Dance, dance!"

In the chaotic building like a cottage, a monster with a tiger head and a human body is sitting on a stone pedestal in the center.

It's this side, the terrifying devil.

In the disc in front of it lay large pieces of flesh that had been concocted.

It watched the fox demons below dance some absurd little dances while tearing at the meat.

On both sides, there are foxes, embarrassments, insects, and strange genera, and they sit there strangely pretending to be courtiers or stalls or leaning on them.

The smell of the whole building was overwhelming, which made the fox demons who were resistant to it a little unbearable.

The flies fluttered uncontrollably, and if they were not careful, they were stirred into their stomachs by the scarlet letter that came from nowhere.

Or when a pair of big hands stop it, it gathers into a ball and buzzes and stuffs its belly, which is regarded as a side dish for wine.

As for the prostrate agitation on the ground, I will not go into details......

"Yes, my lord."

The fox demon leader glanced at the sisters.

It seems inappropriate to defect to this king.

I only heard of its prestige, but I didn't want to be a sloppy rough man.

But the matter has come to this, I'm afraid I can't run away

So, I had to look at each other helplessly, and continued to dance with the fishy smell.

As for the several variations of the actions during this period, it is even more deserved.

However, the tiger demon doesn't seem to take this very seriously.

It looked at the dancing of the fox demons, but it was a little stupid.

"They all say that the world is good, and I think it's wonderful!"

The tiger demon slapped his thigh and said with emotion.

This movement frightened the nearest jackal.

It hurriedly tugged at some of its tattered furs, leaking out only skinny and emaciated arms.

The tiger demon is so fat, and it is difficult to swallow the flesh without a little fat.

And at this moment, a jackal rushed over:

"King, there's a skinny old monk outside!"

"The embarrassed generals guarding the door were all stoned to death by him with a Zen staff!"

The tiger demon was startled at first, and then breathed a sigh of relief when he heard it clearly.

"It's not a hairy face and a thunderous mouth."

It muttered under its breath, as if worried.

"And he can only play with the Zen staff, and he thinks that he is one of those fools in the mortal world who don't know what to do and want to 'eliminate demons and defend the way'."

"It's a pity that it's an old thing, and it's estimated that it's firewood and dry."

"If you throw it into the pot, it won't shine a little bit."

The tiger demon didn't get angry like an ordinary monster, but stood there and thought.

Although it has mediocre skills, it is a heel.

Those who have great supernatural powers don't happen to bump into it, and they won't tear up its nest.

How vast and vast this world is, and there are countless slaughters by the demon country, which is shocking.

How could such a little demon cause so many disasters.

Not to mention, it is on a mission.

If you want to come, there won't be a plague god coming to the door......

As soon as he thought of this, the tiger demon had a plan in his heart.

"Bring me my weapon!"

The tiger demon shouted.

Suddenly, a dozen strange-looking monsters behind them moved out a huge iron whip.

The iron whip was a hard whip, and it seemed to have some words engraved on it.

But there was so much blood on it that it stained the whip so much that it was impossible to see.

The iron whip looked very heavy, and it was a little difficult for a dozen youkai to move together.

"Let this old man know how powerful my whip is!"

The tiger demon took the iron whip and looked around at the many demons.

And at this time, the huge wooden door outside the hall like an archway burst open!

Light poured into the temple from without, and a swarm of flies whistled and scattered.

A not-so-tall figure stood in the light with a Zen staff in his hand, blocking the demons at the door......