Chapter 136: The White Deer Demon King

If there is no practice, there is no practice.

The reason why literati cannot derive literary qi may not be the root cause of heaven and earth itself, but the lack of practice in the exercises.

Yin Ming's guess is not completely correct, but it is close to the correct answer.

What he has to do now is to continue to write books and try to create a true Wendao practice.

After all, none of the books he has written so far are top-notch scriptures.

Needless to say, "Spring and Autumn Dew" is not to mention, although it is recognized by the system as a holy level, it is a lower column in the holy level.

Books such as "Mencius", although classic, but these books are called "Ji", which is inferior to the "Jing" in the Confucian classics.

But what if he had completed the true "Sutra"?

Yin Ming had some expectations.

With the improvement of cultivation, all the scriptures in my memory have been unrestricted.

This is the most valuable treasure that Yin Ming has in this life.

In the following days, Yin Ming spent all his days in Xingtan.

He didn't rush the scriptures, because he was only guessing about the development of Wendao.

All possibilities have to be tried step by step.

In the first month, Yin Ming spent half a month revising and changing "Mencius", "The Book of Filial Piety", and "The Book of Rites".

What is quite strange is that the content of the jade book has also changed accordingly.

Yin Ming's heart became more and more determined.

This jade book is a godsend, and its existence shows that heaven and earth do not recognize the Tao of literature.

It took another seven or eight days for Yin Ming to sort out the manuscript of the Analects, and gradually completed the Analects into a book.

During this period, the Chinese Dao of Fengxi City flourished.

is an old farmer who farms the land, an old man who sells steamed buns, and knows a few verses.

Every morning and evening, the people had to recite a few verses of the scriptures they knew.

To this end, Yin Ming also extracted some relatively plain sayings from the four books such as the Analects and made a popular book.

There are now more than 500 people under his disciples.

These 500 people carried simplified scriptures and preached everywhere to spread the word.

On the east, south and north sides of Fengxi City, in the adjacent county towns and county seats, there are also Wenzong people who are active.

With the expansion of the scope of activities of the Wenzong people, Yin Ming's literary feedback became more and more surging.

Yin Ming could clearly feel that his strength had risen another level compared to the past.

But he still didn't enter the innate state.

Innate is an important threshold on the path of cultivation, whether it is Wendao, martial arts, or demons and monsters, there is this division.

One step is innate, the demon is called the spirit, and the humanity is called holy.

The difference between innate and humane and strength cannot be calculated.

The Great Grandmaster of the Human Race is the pinnacle of combat power in the humanitarian field, and he will not fall behind even in the face of the great demons and demons who are born strong.

But in the face of innate demons and martial saints, there is no power to fight back.

And Yin Ming, as early as a few years ago, after the feedback of the people and the people, the literary atmosphere is like an abyss, and he can already be called the great master of literature and Taoism.

Up to now, his cultivation has reached a limit, and he can't move forward half a step forward in his daily cultivation.

However, although Yin Ming's own cultivation has stagnated, the feedback of his literary qi is still non-stop, and his strength is also soaring.

A large amount of literary aura came from Fengxi City and the surrounding cities, and Yin Ming himself didn't know what realm he was in now.

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Hundreds of miles west of Fengxi City, in the mountains and forests.

This is the West SX Mountain that makes many Fengxi people talk about the tiger's color, the name sounds very ordinary, but for the people of Fengxi, it means mystery and killing.

Because, the Demon King of Fengxi lives here.

Xishan is the holy land of the demon clan in the vast old forest to the west of Fengxi.

The Demon King rules over countless demon clans, including all the big demons who are wreaking havoc in Fengxi.

The strength of each great demon surpasses that of the Terran Martial Sect.

This is a force that can make the human race tremble.

Xishan is indeed a nightmare for the human race.

A small river no more than two feet wide ran through the mountains, and the water was scarlet, and I don't know how much blood was in it.

Along the river inward, I saw dry bones on the mud on both sides of the river.

If you grab a handful of them on the muddy ground, they will be full of hair, and it turns out that this muddy ground is made of rotten human skin and flesh accumulated over the years.

And on the trees in the old forest, I don't know how many dried corpses and skeletons were hung, all of them were dry.

This place is a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, which is an ordinary demon clan, and I want to be disgusted when I smell it.

Over the years, I don't know how many human races have been sent here by demons and enshrined to the demon king.

Further in, into the valley, the scene is completely different.

A valley mouth seems to be a gate separating the two worlds.

In the valley, strange flowers are everywhere, and different grasses pave the road.

On the ground and on the stone walls, I don't know how many rare and old medicines are born.

The further you go, the more tranquil and elegant it becomes.

There are also pseudo-innate spirit grasses here, which are treasures that can cultivate great demons and create great martial arts masters.

In the deepest part, there is a strange old vine.

This old vine is three feet thick, like an old tree.

The vine is full of vermilion fruits, and the vine leaves are foggy, and the end is supernatural and extraordinary.

Under the old vine, there is a bluestone seat, and someone on the seat is looking to the east.

To be precise, although the thing was in human form, it had the face of an old deer.

He was white-haired and jade-horned, and he was wearing an embroidered staff suit, which was a bit nondescript.

Two hooves stretched out their sleeves and held a teacup, looking quite happy.

But on the side of the old deer, the scene was extremely terrifying.

Around him, there were many powerful demon clans kneeling.

There are colorful tigers and black-faced bears, all of which are big demons that seal the west and the four directions.

Each big demon is terrifying, and its body exudes a strong demonic aura and evil aura.

Some of them are powerful and invincible, and even invincible martial arts masters like Nie Zhongping are unwilling to provoke.

And if you want to grow into such an existence, in addition to the natural treasures, blood food is absolutely indispensable.

Every big demon owes the blood debt of the human race, and there are tens of thousands of lives in their mouths.

With this kind of existence, one province can be turned into scorched earth.

What's more, there are so many big demons here.

If ordinary people see it, they just need to look at it, and they are afraid that they will be shocked to death.

The white jade old deer standing in the center of the big demons was an old god, and even had the appearance of a fairy wind bone.

He has a deer face, relaxed and safe, and his expression is very humane.

In particular, his two old eyes are not big and watery like ordinary deer, but the eyelids are drooping, and the eyes are like two slits.

He didn't have any ferocious aura around him, and his demeanor was like that of an ordinary human old man.

Only a pair of antlers are a little unusual.

A pair of antlers, the whole body looks like jade, but the color is scarlet, and there is a sense of blood.

Although he looks ordinary, no big demon dares to despise him.

Because, transformation is the means of innate spirit demons.

Legend has it that the most powerful spirit demon can even completely transform into a human.

Although the demons regard the human race as blood food, there are also some demon strong people who prefer the lifestyle of the human race.