Zhang Yan glanced at his disciple appreciatively and said: "Yes, resentment alone is not enough to give birth to such an evil god, this evil god is made by gathering the resentment of the villagers of Niujia Village, and it is also a kind of creation, and it can be said that the evil god that has become like this will give birth to the obsession of revenge from the moment it is born." ”

Saying that, Zhang Yan looked at the phantom of the evil god who had gone away and said: "Under normal circumstances, the evil god born from various distractions in heaven and earth only has the instinct to devour living beings as soon as they are born, but this evil god can resist the temptation of devouring living beings, and the only instinct that he relies on is that obsession of revenge." ”

Han Song's eyes lit up and said, "We don't know who slaughtered Niujia Village and where it is hidden, but the guardian saint of Niujia Village and the villagers who died in vain must know that this evil god has locked the breath of the demon." ”

Zhang Yan flew forward and followed the strange evil god phantom and said: "Let's go, this evil god has just been born not long ago, and any cultivator of the first realm can wipe it out, but I am afraid that it is not the opponent of the demon, and when the time comes, you and I will have to take action to destroy the demon, which can be regarded as eliminating a big hidden danger for Dahe City." ”

Han Song nodded slightly, followed Zhang Yan, and after a while, the evil god phantom had already entered the range of Shun'an Fang, and Zhang Yan suddenly heard Han Song's slightly hesitant voice and said, "Master, if you continue to move forward, it seems that you are about to enter Shun'an Fang." ”

Almost as a reflex, Zhang Yan's figure suddenly landed on a roof, frowned at the continuous buildings in front of him shrouded in night, and said, "Shun'an Fang!" ”

Not long ago, Yang Li, who was the head of the Dahe Gate, ordered that the disciples of the Dahe Gate were not allowed to enter Shun'an Fang unless necessary.

Some low-level disciples didn't know what was going on, but Zhang Yan and Han Song knew that it was very likely that there was an existence of an emperor in Shun'an Fang, and the slightest carelessness might bring unwarranted disasters to their Dahemen.

"Master, what should I do?"

Seeing the figure of the evil god disappear into Shun'an Fang, Zhang Yan's eyes flashed a little hesitant, and finally took a deep breath and said: "That evil thing is not a climate, and it can't harm the people who are guarded by the gods, but that demon is a big disaster for my Great River City, and today I should take the opportunity to find his whereabouts and cut it off." ”

Saying that, Zhang Yan looked forward and arched his hand with a little respect: "If that senior knows, he will definitely not blame me for the crime of disturbance." ”

His eyes fell on Han Song, who was excited, but Zhang Yan advised: "Remember, Shun'an Fang is the place where that senior stays, even if we need to kill that demon later, we must not make too much noise, so as not to disturb the purity of the senior." ”

Han Song said respectfully, "Disciple understands. ”

said that the figure of the evil god was illusory, just as Zhang Yan's master and apprentice said, driven by obsession, the residual breath of He Yuan was locked and went straight to the dilapidated mansion.

Although He Yuan turned to ashes, his devouring of the flesh and soul of the people of Niujia Village was carried out in that mansion, treating it as a nest, and the breath left by it had not dissipated for a while.

Here Huang Huai has been waiting for the incense to burn out, and at the moment when the incense burns out, the wisps of incense converge towards the statue of the Yellow Turban Lux, and under Huang Huai's gaze, it is submerged into the body of the Yellow Turban Statue of the Force, and the original clay statue of the Yellow Turban Statue instantly turned into the body of the god with bronze all over it.

Huang Huai blinked, even though he had already seen the body of the three-eyed white lotus goddess statue manifested by the Seven Elders of Dahemen, and had also seen the manifestation of the Guan Shengdi Monarch's spirit, but seeing the manifestation of the Yellow Turban Lux at this time still made him deeply curious.

The clay statue of the god becomes the body of a god, and if you don't see it with your own eyes, a few people can believe it.

Since the Yellow Turban Lux Statue can manifest, Huang Huai is even more full of expectations for the Guanyin Buddha statue, but just when Huang Huai was about to look at the Guanyin Dashi statue, a deep voice sounded in his head: "Yellow Turban Lux Deng Mao meets God!" ”

The moment this voice sounded in his mind, Huang Huai's body stiffened, and he couldn't help but slowly raise his head to look at the Yellow Turban Lux who had manifested the body of a god in front of him.

Looking up at the eyes of the Yellow Turban Lux, just one glance, Huang Huai's heart was flooded, and the Yellow Turban Lux's eyes flashed with a faint wisdom aura, which was not counted, Huang Huai heard it clearly, the other party actually had his own name, and also took the initiative to salute himself.

"Yellow Turban Lux Deng Mao."

Taking a deep breath and forcibly suppressing the strangeness in his heart, Huang Huai stared at the Yellow Turban Lux standing in front of him and said slowly: "You said your name is Deng Mao, could it be that you still have your own memories?" ”

Others don't know, but Huang Huai knows that the Yellow Turban Lux statue he moved is really called Deng Mao in the Truth Seeking Concept.

Huang Huai was so ignorant that he carved words on the feet of the Yellow Turban Lux and was punished by the people of the Great Channel, and pious burned incense in front of the statue of the Yellow Turban Lux and chanted the name of Deng Mao, this name Huang Huai can be said to be fresh in his memory.

With a bit of expectation, in Huang Huai's gaze, the Yellow Turban Lux in front of him actually understood his question, but his face showed a little confused, first nodded, and then shook his head.

Huang Huai was surprised when he saw it, and at this time, Deng Mao, the Yellow Turban Force, looked hesitant and tried to recall, and said respectfully to Huang Huai: "Back to God, the little god only feels that his brain is messy, as if there are countless pictures and voices telling me something, I can only vaguely remember that I am Deng Mao, the Yellow Turban Warrior under the seat of the great sage and good teacher, it seems that when he accompanied General Cheng Yuanzhi to attack Zhuo County, he fought before the battle, died at the hands of Yanren Zhang Yide, and returned to Huangtian after death, and then woke up and saw God. ”

At this time, Huang Huai paid all his attention to this Yellow Turban Force, and he didn't notice at all that when Deng Mao, the Yellow Turban Forceman who manifested the body of a god, mentioned Yanren Zhang Yide, the statue of Guan Sheng Emperor Jun above the god case had a faint trace of divine light rippling and disappeared in a flash.

"Do you have any other memories, or memories of that yellow sky, or how did you wake up?"

Hearing Huang Huai's question, Deng Mao, the Yellow Turban Warrior, was full of confusion in his eyes, and shook his head at Huang Huai and said: "Back to God, the memories of his subordinates seem to be fragmented, except for the extremely deep impression of God, I only know that God woke up the little god from the chaos, and there is no other impression, please forgive God." ”

At this time, Huang Huai had already seen that Deng Mao's memory was obviously in a crippled state, and he didn't have much other memories except for knowing the identity and name of his Yellow Turban Lux.

Huang Huai didn't ask, recalling Deng Mao's reply in his heart, Deng Mao said that he woke him up from the chaos, what exactly did he mean, because he had just given Deng Mao incense, or because he had chanted his real name in front of his god statue for a month.

The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't figure out what was going on, Huang Huai frowned and pondered, and Deng Mao stood there stunned.

Suddenly, Huang Huai came back to his senses, looked at Deng Mao and said, "Can you still change back to the state of a god?" ”

Deng Mao immediately said: "Back to the gods, the little gods only need to consume a mysterious power to maintain their current state, and they can restore the state of the gods at any time." ”

The next moment, I saw that Deng Mao, who had originally manifested the body of a god, was surrounded by divine light, and then looked at the statue of the Yellow Turban Lux that had become a clay sculpture.

Huang Huai looked at the statue of the Yellow Turban Lux that turned back into a clay sculpture, and only then did he have a guess, thinking about Deng Mao's words a moment ago, Huang Huai looked like this and said secretly: "It must be the effect of the incense wishing power, Deng Mao's memory is fragmentary, and there seem to be countless people telling something in his mind, it must be all kinds of messy information that hundreds of people burn incense and pray attached to the incense wishing power, and Deng Mao's ability to have a certain spiritual wisdom is also the result of the convergence of the information contained in countless incense wishes." ”

Looking at the statue of the Yellow Turban Lux, Huang Huai suddenly had an idea in his heart, if the incense power of this Yellow Turban Lux statue is enough, digest and absorb the information contained in the incense wish, does that mean that Deng Mao, the statue of the Yellow Turban Lux, will completely change from a clay statue to a real god with his own memory and cognition - Yellow Turban Lux Deng Mao.

Since the Yellow Turban Lux Deng Mao can have a certain amount of wisdom after manifestation, what about Emperor Guan Sheng.