After ensuring that Maitreya could not resist, Bai Yao immediately erased the Yuan Shen mark on the Zhuxian Sword.

At the same moment when he sacrificed the Zhuxian Sword, he felt the obsession of the Demon Ancestor Rahu.

Obsession is not to erode the divine sense, nor is it to pollute the spiritual platform, but is born directly from the depths of the heart, as if he himself is Rahu, and he wants to kill all the tribes to preach.

Nuwa's sage power can't stop Rahu's obsession, because the obsession has been fused with the four swords of Zhuxian and is with the killing power.

It took him several times to close his eyes and recite the mantra of purifying his heart, trying to manipulate his obsession with slaughtering everything, before it disappeared completely.

At the same time, the evil aura between the eyebrows and eyes also disappeared.

Kong Xuan directly used Xiuwei to forcibly search Maitreya's memory, except for the picture of the appearance of the saint, it was all controlled by him.

So, he told Bai Yao who the Western Sect disciple with the lotus incarnation in front of him was.

"Maitreya?"

Bai Yao stood in front of Maitreya, who had his hands folded and his face was pale, and sneered:

"Ignited again?"

Maitreya closed his eyes and kept reciting the Hinayana Dharma.

At this moment, he is no longer the same person he used to be.

First brainwashed by Mahayana Buddhism, and then enlightened by Hinayana Buddhism, his true personality has long been cleansed into a blank slate.

Even if there is a memory of the past, it has become another person for him.

He now has only one identity - a devout disciple of the Western Sect.

Bai Yao's eyes were dark, like a cold and dark stream, and there were evil spirits in it.

If the silver candlestick is lit, the current demeanor should be the same as Maitreya's.

"Don't you know his purpose?"

Bai Yao looked at Kong Xuan.

Kong Xuan shook his head and said:

"Most likely erased by the saints."

Bai Yao withdrew his gaze and looked at Maitreya, whose appearance had changed drastically.

He wasn't thinking about what to do with this Western Sect disciple who had wanted to kill him through his dreams.

It's a sacrifice.

What he was thinking about was a new sacrificial plan.

Inspired by his once saying that the two saints of the West are evil demons, he created a sacrificial system specifically for practitioners.

Spread the story of the demons blaspheming the gods among the people, create a battle between the heavenly realm and the demon realm, and then divide all the enemies into the demon realm.

After that, he writes the story of each demon in detail, showing how powerful it is.

As the demons become more famous, they become rarer.

Thus, it becomes a high-level sacrifice.

High sacrifices are not so easy to find, even if he sacrifices a Da Luo Jin Immortal, he has to make the people of the Great Shang feel that the sacrifice is indeed qualified to be sacrificed to the ancestors.

Otherwise, everyone will think that it is just an ordinary cultivator, or a different god.

Accusing your enemies of blasphemy increases their rarity.

After all, the majesty of the ancestors is inviolable, and those who dare to blaspheme the ancestors must be extremely evil, and they must be sacrificed with a thousand knives to appease the anger of the ancestors.

"Seal him first," Bai Yao said to Kong Xuan, "Bring him back to Chaoge, and I'll see if he can be used as the highest level sacrifice." ”

Kong Xuan opened his palm to Maitreya, urged the five-colored divine light again, and sealed everything about Maitreya again, before he exerted his magical power and imprisoned Maitreya in a five-colored bead.

The other party has the power of a saint in his body, so he must be absolutely cautious.

Put away the five-colored divine light, and the scene of the mountain temple appears.

Bai Yao did not leave in a hurry, but cast a spell and entered the boudoir of the silver candle branch.

Perhaps sensing that there was an abnormality in the enchantment she had created, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and after a while, she opened her eyes slightly, and said with sleepy eyes:

"What's the matter, great wishes ......"

Bai Yao pondered for a moment and asked:

"Would you like to go back to the song with me?"

After thinking about it, he still felt that it was not safe to leave the silver candle branch here alone, and now that the catastrophe had started, if one day there was a cultivator in the world who fought, passing by Nanmu Mountain, the aftermath of the battle could shock her to death.

The premise for Silver Candle Branch's carefree life is that she can survive.

Even if the big formation is established, what if someone is not afraid of the formation?

For example, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, who was holding the Chaos Clock, had seen the golden candle branch pass through his Chaos Bell with his own eyes.

Unless the formation laid out is the Zhuxian Sword Formation, it can't stop Taiyi who is holding the innate treasure.

Perhaps pinning the life he once longed for on Xiaolu, Baiyao is now very conflicted, hoping that Silver Candle Branch can be a mountain god in Nanmu Mountain, and hoping that she can be by his side and be protected by himself.

Silver Candlestick rubbed his eyes, yawned, apparently still half-asleep, and did not salute, but asked:

"Da Zhu, what should I do if I leave Nanmu Mountain?"

白药 says:

"There will be humanity and God to do your job."

Immediately afterwards, he told Silver Candle Branch all his worries.

He tried to be as brief as possible, because Xiaolu couldn't understand anything, a deer demon who was exactly like her was stunned in Zixiao Palace.

After a while, the silver candlestick had completely woken up, pointed at himself blankly, and asked:

"Am I famous?"

Bai Yao nodded and said lightly:

"The one who came to visit you recently is actually here for my humanitarian secret method, that bald head has been caught, and he is a person with bad intentions."

The silver candlestick suddenly realized, "I remember! He's been talking about Elysium or something! ”

Baiyao explained:

"If he comes back for a few more days, you won't be the same you."

"Go back with me, I can move Nanmu Mountain back to Chaoge."

Moving mountains and reclamation can be done with magic, or it can be done with cultivation.

However, there are a lot of white medicines, and you can complete this with a magic weapon.

Silver Candle pursed her lips, she was just innocent, and she was not a fool, so she naturally heard how dangerous her current situation was.

The Ancient Demon Emperor who holds the innate treasure, the Western Sect disciple sent by the sage, and the scattered cultivator who wants to get the treasure back......

"Great wishes," Silver Candle Branch looked at Bai Yao pitifully, and said, "Can you come back in the future?" ”

Bai Yao's first word:

"When it's all over, I'll no longer bind you."

The Silver Candle Branch is reluctant to give up the inhabitants of the mountain, she has been sheltering this place for a long, long time.

She got out of bed, her eyes moistened and began to pack her things.

Neatly folded clothes, beautiful stones, amber wrapped in flowers......

Until even her bed was put into the branch in her hand, she said lightly in a consultative tone:

"Great wishes, can Nanmu Mountain be left to the people under the mountain? Many people depend on this mountain for their livelihoods. ”

"Yes, I'll pick a better room for you in the Star Picking Tower."

The barrier dissipated, and it turned back into a mountain temple again.

Bai Yao took out the god list and contacted the nearest disciple who served as the god of water.

A moment later, a man from the Heavenly Wonderland arrived.

He landed outside the mountain temple, and after coming in, he bowed to Bai Yao and Kong Xuan:

"I've seen Dazhu, I've seen my predecessors."

Bai Yao didn't say much and explained:

"I'm going to take the silver candle branch back to the Star Tower, Nanmu Mountain, you take care of it more."

When the heavenly immortal heard this, he immediately separated into a clone and stayed in the mountain temple.

There are less than 400 righteous gods of humanity, and they are ordinary mountain gods, and they are not only responsible for one mountain alone, but have a very wide range of responsibilities.

Correspondingly, the more willing power is obtained.

The disciples of the sect are basically in charge of the affairs of the god position and devote themselves to cultivation.

With the Heavenly Immortal cultivation of this sectarian disciple in front of him, it is not difficult to divide another clone.

Bai Yao didn't take any benefits to send this immortal, if such a simple thing was to be beneficial, there was no need to stay on the god list.

Everything was ready, and after the silver candle branch explained some matters about the mountain gods of the sect disciples, several people went to Chaoge.

After a short time, a person, a deer and a finch arrived outside the song.

The gloom of autumn has not yet arrived, and as far as the eye can see, there are large rice fields.

The farmers were busy harvesting the grain.

Curiosity about the new environment washed away some of the sadness in Silver Candlebranch's heart about leaving home.

Nanmu Mountain is a little remote, she has never seen so many people, and the fields that cannot be seen at a glance.

Taking her around is also the idea of Baiyao.

"Dazhu, there are rice trees here, too?"

The silver candle branch has turned into human legs, but the habit of walking and jumping cannot be changed, and I watched excitedly as the farmers sweated profusely to harvest the grain.

Bai Yao smiled and said nothing.

Kong Xuan clasped his hands and said:

"It's just a trivial little trick."

Several people changed their appearances and entered the city, and the bustling scene stunned the silver candlesticks.

Zhao Gongming is a casting god, but he is not satisfied with just blessing the craftsmen to make utensils.

Construction technology, smelting technology, invention of new tools......

He is doing everything, even Kong Xuan is not as diligent as him.

Since he became a sacrificial god, the buildings of Asaka have become taller and more ornate.

He also casts spells on many buildings to ensure that the structure of the building does not collapse.

The traffic was busy, the voices were boiling, and the scene that had never been seen before was scrambling to appear in the eyes of the silver candlestick.

She even felt uneasy because of the large number of people, and subconsciously grabbed Bai Yao's sleeve.

It wasn't until the sun went down and they had enough shopping that they returned to the Star Picking Tower.

Deliberately, all the cultivators in the Star Picking Tower sensed the arrival of the silver candle branch.

Almost everyone believes that this inconspicuous deer demon is a humane elf.

Back on the top floor, Nezha didn't know when he arrived, and he was staring at the spirit turtle flying in the air.

"Daddy!"

After he found the white medicine, he ran over.

Silver Candle Branch looked at Bai Yao in surprise, he didn't expect Da Zhu to have children at such a young age, and they were all so old.

Kong Xuan saw the expression of the silver candle branch, as if he knew what she was thinking, and thought to himself, don't talk about Nezha, you are also regarded as a daughter by him.

Does Dazhu have any quirks?

I like to be someone else's father so much, and I don't even let go of my brother.

Under the careful teaching of Duobao, Nezha has broken through to the Golden Immortal, and the Heavenly Tribulation is like tickling on him, and his breath is extremely solid, if he is not controlled, the treasure light of the flesh can stab the eyes of mortals.

Nezha said to Baiyao with great interest:

"Daddy! The child has grown up! Be an official! ”

"Oh?" Bai Yao looked up and down Nezha, who was about the same height as himself, and thought for a while: "Then how about appointing you as the pioneer of the Western Expedition?" ”

Nezha's eyes lit up, "Can the child participate in the Western Expedition?" ”

Bai Yao nodded, took out a Xuanniao card and threw it to Nezha, and said:

"Clean up and go to Qinglong Pass, don't attack without permission, you must follow Zhang Guifang's orders."

With his toes, he knew that if he died under the nail-headed Seven Arrows Book, Xiqi would definitely find a way to avoid a head-on confrontation with the angry Great Shang army.

If you want to relieve the pressure on the frontal battlefield, you can only start from the north and south.

In the bitter cold land of the north, Xiqi has entered it, and the burden of grain and grass will be very heavy, and the gains outweigh the losses.

Only by sending troops along Chuzhou to attack Qinglong Pass and open the gateway to the southern capital can the pressure be relieved.

Nezha happily took the brand, the gold medal that Di Xin rewarded him with last time was crushed by him, and he felt distressed for a long time.

Putting the sign in hand, he was about to leave, when he suddenly found a somewhat cramped silver candle branch standing on the side.

The deer's cute appearance can even impress the well-informed Kong Xuan.

The first time they met, Kong Xuan helped her improve her bloodline and cultivate her well.

It was because of the pitiful lack of national fortune that he decided to kill all the gods to fill the white medicine of the national fortune, but he gave up his murderous intent because of the cute appearance of the silver candle branch.

Therefore, the fate of the silver candle branch has a huge relationship with her appearance.

When he looked at those clear purple eyes, Nezha suddenly lost his mind, then his face turned red, and he twisted and said:

"My sister is so good-looking......"

Sixteen years old on the outside, his mind is only nine years old, where do you know what love between men and women, it's just that I haven't seen such a beautiful sister.

But Bai Yao still rewarded him with a chestnut, glared and said:

"How old are you? Hurry up, Qinglong Pass has been breached, I will deal with you according to military law! ”

Nezha suddenly became shy, covered his face and trotted away.

I don't understand the love between men and women, but killing people is what he does best.

Because they did not block the perception of others, Qiongxiao and Bixiao, who lived downstairs, watched this scene the whole way.

"I was scared when I was in Zixiao Palace, but now I realize that this sister is so cute."

"It can't be Dazhu's daughter, right?"

"It must be biological! It's all protected like this! ”

"Yes, yes, yes! Otherwise, how could it be humane? ”

The two of them were whispering.

Not only them, but all the sect disciples who lived in the Star Picking Tower carefully observed the silver candle branches.

Bai Yao also wanted to use this to dispel their thoughts about the Silver Candle Branch, and tell them that it was his person.

Summoning Daji.

Daji, who was teaching the dancers who had just entered the ancestral temple to dance, ran from the ancestral temple after receiving the call.

When she saw the silver candle branch, even she, the nine-tailed fox whose natal power was charming, was stunned.

Bai Yao smiled at her:

"Arrange a place for her to live on the top floor, and take her to Chaoge for a walk these days."

He also introduced to the silver candle branch:

"Her name is Daji, my maid, and if you need anything in the future, just tell her."

Silver Candle Branch blushed and stepped forward, bowing slightly:

"I've seen Sister Daji."

Every move reveals her innocence of not knowing the world.

Daji's heart suddenly pounded, and he said softly:

"What a lovely sister."

"Take her to rest, and if she doesn't want to rest, take her out to play."

After Bai Yao finished speaking, he and Kong Xuan entered a quiet room.

Closing the door, Kong Xuan released Maitreya out.

Looking at Maitreya, who was meditating with his hands folded, Bai Yao smiled and said:

"Do you mean that you have a great life, or do you mean that you are pitiful?"

From the mouth of Chamosi, Baiyao learned that Maitreya had fallen under the curse of Yiyun.

I have lost my body, I have been turned back and forth, and my self has long been lost.

Maitreya turned a deaf ear and kept chanting Hinayana Buddhism.

His memories are all there, just a little bit like someone else's.

Bai Yao didn't bother to lecture him, so he took out his pen and paper and began to compile a story about how an evil demon named Maitreya blasphemed his ancestors.

(End of chapter)