Leave the ancestral temple and come to the inner city.

The streets are spotless and cleaned at all times.

Soldiers lined up in a row, patrolling the inner city day and night.

Compared with the lively fireworks of the outer city, the inner city, where only princes and nobles can live, is much quieter.

This does not mean that the inner city is not prosperous, on the contrary, the best talents from all walks of life in the world gather here.

The foot-washing maid in the green building in the inner city can serve as an oiran in all parts of the outside world.

Everything revolves around the enjoyment of the princes and nobles, and there is more water in one night than in seven days in the outer city.

Behind him were a few guards, and Bai Yao stood at the intersection thinking about where to get some spirit stones.

After the crossing, he never worried about money, and the royal family, who had not been inspired by the ancestors for decades, rushed to renovate the palace for him, collected delicacies from all over the world, and used jade shells to cast a tripod for him surrounded by three people.

Go to the royal family for spirit stones?

Baiyao dispelled this thought.

The mortal world is different from Fangwai, the aura is thin and it is impossible to produce spiritual ore, and the royal family is not keen on cultivating immortals, maybe there is, but it is only used for collection.

You can't even blackmail those cultivators who have been offered, although they can't go to the battlefield, they are still needed for chores such as running errands and delivering letters.

It is estimated that they don't have a few goods on them, otherwise they wouldn't have come to the mortal world to seek wealth.

That's right.

Bai Yao's eyes lit up.

Just find Kong Xuan to borrow!

He closed his eyes and called out to the gods in his heart.

With the help of the God List, he can contact any god on the list.

"Is Brother Kong here?"

Kong Xuan, who was transforming the land of Chaoge everywhere, raised his head in the field and replied in his heart:

"What's wrong?"

Baiyao is straightforward:

"Do you have any spirit stones there, lend me tens of thousands, and in the future, I will copy the world's foreign gods and pay you double."

The breeze blew a strand of hair hanging down from Kong Xuan's forehead, he was stunned for a moment, and replied:

"Spirit stones? I don't have that kind of thing. ”

"Aren't you a cultivator?"

"But I was a quasi-saint during the Lich Tribulation, and the spirit stone is as useless to me as ordinary gold and silver."

Baiyao: "......"

Kong Xuan, who was in the distance, walked to the field and said with a smile:

"If Dazhu is in a hurry to practice, it is better to listen to me and live in the star-picking building I built."

"It's okay, I'll think of another way."

Bai Yao cut off the connection, he mainly wanted to take the spirit stone to Beihai, that ghost place he had been to in his memory, it was really a bitter cold place, although it was not far from Fangwai, but there was no trace of aura.

This reminded him of a sentence he had seen before the crossing:

The closest place to heaven is often hell.

Even if he could ask Kong Xuan to help him go outside the party to loot a sect, he didn't plan to do it.

For cultivators who have been on the list of gods, no matter what they do, they must be respected.

Treat Kong Xuan as a friend, so that he doesn't feel constrained, so that he can use him as an example to win over other strong people who shine in the gods.

When Jiang Ziya goes down the mountain, he can still use the god list and the god list as a reference to this, and if he is on the god list, he will lose his freedom, and countless eras will have to serve Haotian like a minion......

That's right!

Bai Yao's eyes lit up again.

You can go to Nuwa Palace to borrow a spirit stone!

The temple and the attendants there are all cultivators, and the golden boy and jade girl look unusual, the power of the saints, there must be spirit stones!

"Pull a few golden-eyed beasts."

Bai Yao said to Xiao Wei:

"Let's go to Nuwa Palace."

The guard hugged his hands and said yes.

At this moment, a shout of killing came from the side street.

I saw a man covered in blood crying and running towards Baiyao.

He looked frightened and wept, and was wounded by an arrow in the back.

Seeing Bai Yao, he seemed to have found a life-saving straw, and ran over with a rolling belt, shouting as he ran:

"Great wishes! I wish I was wronged! ”

The guards collectively drew their knives in front of Bai Yao, and one of the guards shouted angrily:

"Bold!"

"Let him come."

Bai Yao said softly.

The man was dressed in a light-colored purple robe, embroidered with a bird pattern on the hem of his clothes, and a small beast with horns embroidered on his chest.

It's royal...... From the collateral uni deer.

The guard obeyed the order to get out of the way, and the man climbed to Bai Yao's feet and kowtowed uncontrollably:

"Great wishes, the Qilu family is loyal to the big businessmen, it's really wronged!!"

The soldiers who were chasing him appeared on the street corner, and when they saw Bai Yao, they immediately threw away their weapons and saluted in unison from afar:

"Knock on the great wishes—"

Bai Yao squinted at the man and asked:

"Who? What did you wrong? ”

The man wiped the blood from his face, and the pain of the wound made the corners of his mouth tremble as he spoke:

"The King...... The king said that the Qilu intended to rebel and wanted to put us all to death! ”

He was so aggrieved that he couldn't stop crying:

"There must be a traitor provoking it, the Qilu family has never had two hearts, my grandfather even set himself on fire to show his piety to the ancestors......"

"Wait," Bai Yao asked, raising his eyebrows slightly.

"What year?"

The man wiped his tears and replied:

"The second year after the king's accession to the throne."

He began to kowtow again, and the blood flowed profusely:

"Great wishes! You can ask the ancestors! Qilu was really framed! The anti-poem found in my father's room was secretly placed in it by a traitor! ”

Bai Yao nodded, took a few steps back, and said to the guard beside him with an expressionless face:

"Chopped."

When the man heard these two words, he raised his head blankly:

"Huh?"

The next moment, a cold light flashed.

The man's head flew high, and at the point of the broken neck, blood gushed like a fountain.

Bai Yao stood behind the guard, not a single drop.

He watched the man's head roll on the ground like a ball, and he had already figured out the ins and outs in his heart.

Di Xin's purge had begun, and none of the royal family members who had questioned him had escaped.

He used his military power to exchange the approval of his ancestors from Baiyao, just to keep the royal family who opposed his reduction of human and animal sacrifice to shut up forever.

Anti-poetry is just an excuse to do it.

The military power is already in his hands, and Baiyao naturally doesn't mind helping Di Xin again.

The public execution of this member of the royal family is the strongest evidence of their rebellion.

Bai Yao, who had long been accustomed to death, stood in front of the headless corpse, waiting for the guards to bring the golden-eyed beast in.

Smelling blood, he suddenly remembered something very interesting.

After five dynasties, millions of people died because of him, but he never killed anyone with his own hands.

In the worldview of all the people in Dashang, Dazhu kills people with his own hands, which is no different from sending people to the ancestral temple to worship their ancestors.

The latter also requires a cumbersome ritual, while the former requires only a single knife.

…

By the time Bai Yao rode the golden-eyed beast to Nuwa Palace, it was already afternoon.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, the scorching sun makes people unable to open their eyes, and even the wind blows with a breathless heat wave.

It's only the end of March, and I can't imagine what the summer will be like.

"In two years, Nezha will be able to slay the dragon."

Feeling the sweltering weather, Baiyao tidied up his clothes and remembered Nezha.

It was precisely because the weather was too hot that the little kid slipped out of the house to bathe in the Jiuwan River, and it happened that he was deboned and returned to his father and mother.

He asked Kong Xuan, if a person loses his physical body and carries his soul with heavenly and earthly treasures, is it good or bad for him?

"What's the difference between that and a machine spirit?"

Bai Yao repeated Kong Xuan's answer in his heart, and walked into Nuwa Palace.