Three days later.

In the outer city of Chaoge, a newly built pavilion was hung with a plaque of [Si Xiantai], and practitioners from all over the world quietly lined up to apply for identity documents.

Some of them are married to mortal women, some are hopeless to return to the mortal world to retire, and some are experiencing Hongchen.

All the people get are temporary certificates, but those who start a family in Dashang and get confirmed are basically the highest three years, and they can be handled again when they are about to expire.

The permanent certificate has a very strict review system, not only to prove that it can bring benefits to the world after joining the big business, but also to go to the star floor to meet the big blessing in the end, and get the permission of the big zhu before you can live in the big business permanently.

There are only two people who have it, that is, Yun Zhongzi's master and apprentice, or Baiyao sent it to him.

This big array helped him a lot, not only deterring cultivators, but also using this array as the basis to continuously add formations to build the world into a solid place.

The cultivators who came to apply for the certificate honestly obeyed the rules of the Great Shang, flew outside the city gate and began to walk, not daring to make a mistake.

The saint represented by the statue of Wanzhang, the strong man who lives in the pavilion, fully demonstrates the strength of the great business.

Any person who comes out of the pavilion can crush them to death like an ant.

At this moment, inside the Star Picking Building.

After relaxing for a few days, the white medicine nourished his spirits and gradually adapted to the sequelae brought by the humanitarian secret method.

Several times he used the secret method of humanity, which was tantamount to tempering his heart.

The continuous consumption and recovery of the self is like an iron embryo in the hands of a blacksmith, constantly shaped in thousands of tempering, eliminating impurities, and transforming and sublimating.

The fire lines on his eyebrows lit up, the wind talisman in his hand flickered, and he was bathed in the fire of life, and the breeze swirled around him.

"It's a pity that Qiao Moxi wants to watch Zhun Ti."

Bai Yao walked in the small world of tens of millions of spirit beasts, always comprehending the divine power of wind and sun.

Even though his whole body was covered in flames, his robe did not show any traces of burning, and when he walked, the grass he passed by would become full of life.

He looked at the spirit beasts fighting in the distance, and inexplicably remembered that there had been no merit in the account for a long, long time.

However, it is a very good deal to take Qiao Moxi to see Zhun Ti.

The Living Buddha has memorized Zhun Ti's true body, and Bai Yao can grasp Zhun Ti's movements through him at any time.

No matter how bad Zhun Ti is, he is also a saint, and his clone can beat Kong Xuan to the point of almost collapsing his body with one palm.

It was a completely crushing force, and under the Mixed Yuan Dao Fruit, it was indeed all ants.

"Hey, how did you get in?"

Not far away, a spirit turtle flew up from the stream and floated towards him.

It's his free-range pet, not black.

The white jade spirit turtle was not as big as a palm, and it was quietly suspended in front of him, staring at him with wide eyes.

"Hungry ......"

Don't come to the bottom of your own thoughts.

Baiyao rested for a few days, and was in a good mood, so he took out a spirit fruit that he forgot who gave it and threw it to it.

In the blink of an eye, the spirit fruit decomposed into spirit dust in front of the small head that was not black, and was sucked into the body by it.

When it was full, it answered how it had come in:

"Nezha."

"Nezha brought you in?"

Bai Yao asked with a smile.

The eyelids that are not black are starting to be heavy, this spirit fruit is a bit too much for it, and it is easy to get sleepy when it is full.

"He's hungry ...... too"

After saying that, it burrowed into a stream and digested the spirit fruit it had taken.

After Bai Yao finished distracting, he left this small world.

Moments later, he appeared in another small, sturdy world.

Since Kong Xuan listened to the three-thousand-year-old Sage Dao in Zixiao Palace, he had comprehended a lot of Heavenly Dao rules, and his realm was profound.

This small world is what he has created, wide and stable, and it runs perfectly in all seasons.

As far as the eye can see, there are endless mountain ranges, misty clouds and mist, and aura.

But apart from trees, there are only trees.

This is the place where Baiyao is used to comprehend the winds of destruction.

He stood high in the air, the fire lines on his eyebrows disappeared, and the wind charms in his palms were always bright.

Close your eyes and concentrate for a long time.

Suddenly, a breeze blew in all directions.

The forest sea swayed, the heaven and earth resounded with a quiet "rustle" sound, and the emerald green ocean slightly rolled up the waves, making people can't help but want to lie down in the clouds and fall asleep.

It didn't take long for the wind to pick up.

"Whoa—"

Some tiny branches began to shake uncontrollably.

This wind is not just one direction, it comes from all directions, and there is no pattern at all.

"The wind, bring the clouds."

Bai Yao opened his eyes lightly and muttered.

In the merchant's observation of nature, it was found that it was the wind that brought the clouds, and after the clouds gathered, it began to rain.

And rain can water the heavens and the earth, or it can turn into a flood to destroy all things.

Therefore, whether it is the god of rain or the god of clouds, the status is not as high as that of the god of wind, and it is under the wind.

The people of the Great Shang were convinced that all things were animistic and that all natural phenomena were the power of the gods.

However, the sacrifice to the Sun, Moon, Wind and River accounts for the vast majority, so the number of sacrifices required for the other gods to be born from humanity is much more than for the moon god to have a personality.

With the exception of the four gods, unless there is a special natural phenomenon, such as only a few drops of rain falling, or too much rain causing a flood, it is rare to worship the gods under the four gods alone.

In addition, the gods of nature, and only the great blessing or the high-status sadajin, can be sacrificed.

And the god of the first king, in addition to the great blessing, only the king of Shang can be sacrificed and contacted alone.

For example, yesterday, Di Xin engraved Mu Xin's exploits and serving as a commander on a turtle shell and burned it to Wu Ding to show that he had given respect and power to his ancestors.

Of course, Wu Ding, who was sleeping in the ancestral temple and was still sealed by the Heavenly Dao, couldn't respond to him, and the cracks on the turtle shell were still "solved" by Bai Yao.

Bai Yao told Di Xin that the first king admired him very much and felt that he would start a prosperous generation.

Di Xin was immediately relieved, because of Wenbi's selection of officials, he and the ministers of the court fought wits and courage, and his heart was haggard.

He immediately left the Star Picking Tower with the turtle shell, preparing to serve as evidence of the ancestors' support for him and support the reform.

Is theocracy such an inconvenience?

Away from miscellaneous matters for a few months, Bai Yao was calm and slowly opened his arms.

"Whew-"

His cuffs were stirred by the wind, and the originally docile wind between heaven and earth became irritable.

Some of the trees, which were not very stout, had their trunks bent and could not stand upright.

Countless leaves were blown off and wandered around with the irregular wind.

The branches of the trees swayed in the wind, as if they were about to break free from the trunk and go away with the wind.

Feeling the intensity of the wind at this moment, Bai Yao's eyes froze, and he said softly:

"Up!"

As soon as the words fell, it seemed to be directed to the heavens and the earth.

Far more violent winds swept through the forest sea than before, sending out a strange howl.

The giant trees staggered, their branches clucked and severed, and thousands of trees swayed, tugged, twisted, and shouted in a rage.

The next moment, the sky shook, and no matter how thick the tree was, it was all torn off by the storm, and it was torn into slag before it could fly into the sky!

Thousands of miles in a radius suddenly darkened, and dark clouds gathered, crushing the city.

Bai Yao clasped his hands together, and then pulled away violently!

He quickly melted into the wind, leaving nothing but brilliant runes glowing with turquoise light in the air.

Typhoon roaring!

With him at its center, apocalyptic scenes sweep through this small world.

The mountains were torn apart by the furious winds, and the rocks were crushed by an invisible force.

The white medicine, which became the eye of the typhoon, began to move to destroy this small world.

In an instant, the sky was dark, and the earth was in shambles, as if the end had come.

It's not a spell, it's a complete natural disaster.

But it is far from achieving the desired effect of white medicine.

The destruction of the world means to destroy all living things, so that all things will be destroyed by the power of the wind.

Among all things, there are Da Luo immortals.

Therefore, the roaring wind should have the attribute of the wind.

Bai Yao was engrossed and began to transform the wind around him.

One, two, three......

Suddenly!

Majestic malice descends on the surroundings!

The storm that swept thousands of miles came to an abrupt end, and Bai Yao, who had been severely affected, was forced to lift the form of the wind, and his face was pale.

He fell in the ruins, his temples aching, and malice lingered around him, as if to devour him alive.

At this level, it is almost time to catch up with the spirit stone.

Malice is like a thick rope, binding his neck, as if to strangle him alive!

This is to warn him that there is a great crisis waiting for him in the future!

Bai Yao left the small world and stumbled back into a quiet room.

After swallowing a pill to refine and make up for the essence and energy consumed by the use of wind, he sat cross-legged and began to deduce.

【National Games-50】

【National Games-50】

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【Deduction Success】

The darkness faded, and the moon filled the sky.

This time it's not God's perspective, it's his own.

In front of him was an altar.

On the altar is Maitreya who is pierced back and forth by the chains engraved with the rules of heaven, trapped to death.

Maitreya's face was neither sad nor joyful, and his hands were folded, as if there was no pain at all.

Bai Yao found out that this was a moon sacrifice, and that he had conceived the scene of the sacrifice to Maitreya.

There were no royal families, and no prisoner of war offerings.

Because this sacrifice is likely to attract a lead.

All around, there are Kong Xuan's mother and son and the disciples of the sect.

In the presence of saints, there is no need to hide.

Everyone is holding their own magic weapon and waiting for it.

High in the sky, the hanging mirror held the token in his hand and summoned all the fairy swords.

Sanxiao's Jiuqu Yellow River Array is also ready, and it can be deployed as soon as there is any change.

Bai Yao saw that he followed a series of rituals, first sprinkled some cinnabar on Maitreya's body, and then nodded to Yuan Feng.

It would take a lot of effort to destroy the lotus incarnation with the power of a saint.

In order to end it early, his plan was for Yuanfeng to use the flames of the immortal volcano to burn Maitreya to death.

In order to ensure that the ceremony was effective, she also put on the robes of the sadajin.

There was silence all around, Yuan Feng stepped forward, his eyes were cold, and with a little finger, Maitreya's body suddenly lit up with the text of the law of fire.

In an instant, the crimson flames ignited him!

Maitreya's face was pale, and he began to recite the evil law silently.

His flesh began to crackle, and his flesh began to scorch black.

In the picture of Baiyao's discovery and deduction, the original hazy moonlight gradually became clear, thinking that it was Maitreya, a sacrifice, which had become precious in the process of Si Hui's propaganda, and the great drama of the demons blaspheming the ancestors in the future had been staged, and it was successfully fermented among the people.

Suddenly, he saw Maitreya raise his head and show a faint smile to himself.

"Not good!"

Kong Xuan found that something was wrong, and a highly poisonous feather was fixed on Maitreya's eyebrows in the blink of an eye!

Under the attack of the flames and feathers, Maitreya was instantly wiped out.

Then the vision struck.

In the ashes, a golden lotus bloomed, emitting bursts of Buddha sounds!

Bai Yao retreated sharply, switching positions with a wisp of breeze in the distance, and ordered the array spirit to attack with all his might.

As a result, the immortal sword with infinite killing power flew towards the golden lotus.

The disciples of the sect showed their magical powers, wanting to destroy the golden lotus.

But it was too late, and at the moment of Maitreya's death, the golden lotus bloomed successfully.

Its body is not important, what matters is the sound of the Buddha it emits.

The invisible Hinayana Dharma is pouring out in all directions with an unstoppable momentum!

The people present, except for Yuan Feng, all closed their hearts and resisted the erosion of the Buddha's sound.

And Bai Yao stood in place, and the Buddha voice bypassed him.

The picture switched again, and the Buddha voice came to the morning song.

I saw that up and down the song, countless golden lotuses bloomed, and the light of the Buddha reflected the heaven and the earth!

In just an instant, except for the humane and lucky Emperor Xin and some determined royal families, all the mortals of Chaoge were brainwashed.

Standing high in the sky, Bai Yao was hostile to countless people, angrily denouncing him as an evil demon.

The picture is changed again.

This time it's from God's perspective, overlooking Dashang.

There was no time to react, and the golden lotus was like an endless spread, spreading towards the entire territory of Dashang.

The Buddha's light did not cause any harm, but it brainwashed everyone.

Bai Yao saw that he had called Gaumosi, but found that it would take a long, long time to transform anyone with Mahayana Buddhism.

The golden lotus is planted in everyone's body, and it has nothing to do with karma, and the Hinayana Dharma must be consumed with Mahayana Buddhism.

The people of the world are ascetic, and no longer believe in the faith of their ancestors.

Not only did it get Zhunti out of Chamosi, but it also greatly delayed all his plans, and even caused him to lose a mess in the Great Tribulation of Sanctification.

This is the effect of the sage's action, no longer targeting him alone, but destroying the Great Shang on the premise of not physically harming anyone.

(End of chapter)