Thinking of this, she suddenly panicked in her heart.

Then she took another deep breath.

Running the exercises to calm his mind, how does Su An have anything to do with him, how can he care about him.

Di Mengyao shook her head.

She just didn't want him to die happily, she hadn't achieved her goal of locking Su An in the secret room.

Knock knock!

The door opened,

"Meng Yao." A tall woman in palace clothes with a beautiful appearance walked into the room.

"Auntie." Di Mengyao hurriedly stood up.

"Meng Yao, don't be polite, let me take a look at your cultivation process, have you encountered any obstacles?" The woman in the palace costume was like a big sister, pulling Di Mengyao to the seat.

"If you don't understand anything, you can always ask me for advice."

"Thank you, Auntie." Di Mengyao looked at the woman in front of her who looked a little similar to herself, and her words were full of respect.

This is the current Demon Emperor of the Demon Court, known as the Emperor Qingxian of the Green Emperor.

In addition to the blue characters in her name, she is also in charge of the Heavenly Fire that ranks sixth on the Heavenly Fire List - Yimu Spiritual Fire, which can accelerate the growth of all vegetation and plants, and even many of the power of plants and trees to become demons are personally ignited by this demon emperor.

It can be said that such a strong person is willing to guide the cultivation, and many people can't dream of a beautiful thing.

But Emperor Mengyao really didn't need it, in the last life, she practiced to the realm of pure yang.

During the period of cultivation, I did not hesitate to ask questions that should be asked, and this time I took the old path, at least there are no doubts for now.

However, she still raised a few common questions about her practice, which was not good for her aunt's enthusiasm.

After answering these questions one by one, Emperor Qingxian got down to business: "Meng Yao, the Yanggu Secret Realm is about to open, you have to be ready, if you can attract the spirit of Fusang and awaken the Great Sun Jinyan, you will be the emperor of my Demon Court." ”

The Great Sun Jin Yan is the fourth-ranked Heavenly Fire, which is different from other Heavenly Fires.

This fire is the golden crow of the Golden Crow clan, with the help of the power of the Fusang tree, the extreme sublimation of the divine fire, the person who has this fire is born to be the emperor of the Golden Crow.

But at present, no one in the Jinwu clan has this fire.

The last one to awaken the Great Sun Jin Yan was Di Mengyao's father and Emperor Qingxian's brother.

"Auntie, I see." Emperor Mengyao nodded, the Yanggu Secret Realm is the secret realm of the Jinwu clan's inheritance, which opens once in a hundred years, in her previous life, she missed the opening of the secret realm because she came late, although she was still made an emperor, but after all, she did not get the Great Sun Jinyan.

This time, she's bound to win!

……

"Wake up! Wake up! ”

The Li family in the imperial capital, in the animal courtyard.

Under the sound of calls, the young man dressed as a servant gradually opened his eyes from the pile of spirit beast dung.

"Where is this?"

The smell of feces made the young man's face change.

"Li Si, are you stupid when you sleep?"

The woman dressed as a maid glanced at Li Si with disgust.

"Hurry up and clean up these feces, otherwise when the master comes, let's see what you do."

"Who is you, who dares to speak like this to this sect master!" A little anger rose on the young man's face.

He is the leader of the Blood River Sect, the leader of the Demon Dao on the dark side of the Great Shang, and the power of pure yang, this person actually dares to let himself clean up the feces.

It's not that I'm impatient.

Syllable!

"Li Si, I think you're really sleepy, and you're still the sect leader." The maid threw a big mouth in his face, and then wiped her hands with a handkerchief in disgust.

"You are a wasted person with weak muscles, what are you daydreaming!"

The Blood River Sect Master covered his cheeks and was stunned.

This man just slapped him.

"Bold!"

He raised his hand and wanted to give this maid a bloody lesson, but his hand was stretched out, but there was no movement, and only the thin true qi in his body was difficult to gather and form, as this maid said, there was a lack of tendons and veins.

Now he finally realized his problem.

Where's his mana!

What about his blood sea god body!

Even his Perfect Yang God, which he had achieved through thousands of tempers, had actually disappeared.

This is not my own body, and great fear arises from my heart.

How could he have been quietly replaced.

He occupies someone else's body, but what about his own body.

"What, Li Si, you still want to make a move on me?" The maid looked at the movements of the Blood River Sect Leader and simply laughed angrily.

"Hug, sorry, I'm sorry, I just fell asleep." The Blood River Sect Master hurriedly suppressed the horror in his heart and tried his best to pretend that nothing happened.

"Then don't go yet!" The maid shouted.

"It's rough, have you forgotten how to shovel manure?"

After the maid left, the Blood River Sect Master stopped what he was doing, swept the feces aside in disgust, and looked around.

"Who is the senior joking with the junior?"

No one responded.

"Senior, the junior is Zhu Wuji, the leader of the Blood River Sect, and my best friend is the Northland Wuxiang Demon Venerable, and he is also the Yuan Shen Venerable, I hope the seniors don't make this kind of joke with the juniors."

He even brought out the name of a demon path predecessor he didn't know well, but no matter what he said, no one answered.

A trace of despair surged in Zhu Wuji's heart, the qualifications of this body were extremely poor, and he was unable to break through to the Spirit Realm.

Although he had the magic skills of the Blood River Sect in his mind, including many quick magic skills, most of them required a certain amount of cultivation as a premise, even if the demon cultivation did not collect waste firewood, how could there be a way to reshape the muscles and veins in the realm of entering the Dao.

……

Lingzhou Qingyunmen, on the surface, is a relatively lonely second-rate sect.

There is little communication with the outside world, and there is an emphasis on seclusion.

The head of the family only has the life of Dan Xiuwei.

In fact, this is the headquarters of the Blood River Cult.

It is also the place where the Blood River Sect Master, Zhu Wuji, lives.

The main peak of Qingyun Gate, the spiritual pavilion of the temple, the auspicious clouds, and the cranes flying, there is a scene of the fairy palace, no one would have thought that there is an old devil living here.

And in a closed cultivation room, "Zhu Wuji" suddenly opened his eyes.

"Oh no, it's too bad, I haven't cleaned up my feces today, Sister Bihe will definitely scold me again!"

He hurriedly got up and prepared to get his tools.

But then the man froze in place.

"This is ......"

The fresh air seems to be lit with some kind of incense, which makes people feel calm, and there is still a little smell of feces.

It is surrounded by walls made of unknown materials, and it looks extraordinary.

The rich aura in the room was something he had never seen before.

"I, I'm ......"

Suddenly, a message came to his mind, and there were six black roulette wheels with holes like black holes suspended in the sea of consciousness, as if they had existed there since ancient times, revealing the breath of the passage of time.

"I became the leader of the Blood River Sect?!"

He looked at his palm, which was different from the one that was rough from work, perfectly slender and full of great power.

He touched his body again, wearing a blood-colored robe, and if the clothes were natural, he could not feel a single flaw to the touch.

The face is even more angular, and the bridge of the nose is high.

There is no sense of poverty and weakness, the muscles and veins are smooth like a rushing river, and the mana in the body is as vast as the sea, as if everything that is rushing to destroy the city with a blow with one blow, this feeling is unprecedented, and the body once was compared to the bright moon of rice grains.

"Reincarnation, is this my chance?" He was ecstatic in his heart.

"I'm Li Si, no, I'm now the Blood River Sect Leader Zhu Wuji!"

"I'm Zhu Wuji!"

"I'm Zhu Wuji!"

He said this several times, and his waist straightened.

Since then, he is no longer the dung digger who works hard and is often looked down upon, nor is he the waste wood that can't break through the Spirit Realm, he is now the leader of the Blood River Sect, and he is a powerful man who is in charge of the life and death of countless monks!

After the joy, worry came back to my heart.

Although he occupied the body of the Blood River Sect Master and inherited his mana and divine soul, he didn't have any memory, not to mention that the magic power was decided, and he didn't even know the basic magic and martial arts.

I'm afraid that even half of my strength can't be brought into play.

Moreover, this Blood River Sect is a Demon Sect, and all of the Demon Cultivators are murderous, if they find out that they are abnormal.

Thinking of this, Li Si's scalp became numb again.

Moreover, doing magic cultivation is wanted by the big merchants.

Although he was only a low-level dung digger before, and he didn't know much about the affairs between the various forces, he also knew that he was determined to be unable to compete with the big merchants.

Not only to hide the identity of the demon cultivator in front of outsiders, but also to pretend to be an old demon in front of his subordinates.

This body doesn't look so easy to hold!

"Reincarnation disk, why don't you give me a clean identity, or give me a memory!" He couldn't help but complain to the roulette wheel in his head.

The reincarnation disc did not have any reaction.

Silent in the sea of his consciousness, motionless.

Li Si just complained, no matter how good it was, it was better than before, but it had to be summed up next.

How to play a ruthless old devil and not show flaws in front of his subordinates.

……

"I, hiss~ why am I lying on the ground."

In the Taiyuan Hall in the early morning, Su An shook his head and "woke up".

The empress, who was just about to have a good morning kneading, quietly withdrew her hand: "Xiao Anzi, are you awake?" ”

"Your Majesty!" Su An looked around left and right: "Why am I in His Majesty's bedroom?" ”

"I remember I felt like I had fainted." He suddenly raised his head: "That's right, Queen Mother!" Is she okay with the queen mother? ”

"The queen mother is fine." Su Ruoxi carefully looked at Su An's appearance, her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, with a bit of exploration: "You don't remember what happened in the past few days?" ”

"Ah, what's going on these days?" Su An looked dazed.

"Nothing."

The empress glanced at Su An with disgust, "You have been in a coma for the past few days, and after taking the healing pill, you have been lying motionless in my Taiyuan Palace, if it weren't for seeing you pitiful, I would have to treat you for a great crime of disrespect." ”

Su An's face was shocked, "There is such a thing!" ”

His eyes stared at the empress in a daze, and his eyes gradually reddened.

"Your Majesty's kindness to the ministers is as heavy as a mountain, and the ministers have nothing to repay! He could only ......" He removed the empress's jade feet from the bed and skillfully put them into his arms.

"I can only show my strengths and do my best to relieve His Majesty's fatigue."

As he spoke, he started to push and pinch the empress's jade feet, and his skills became more and more proficient with more experience.

The empress's heart relaxed, and she thought that this little Anzi was going to say something rebellious.

Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the blackness exposed by the head of the bed, and secretly rejoiced.

Fortunately, I took down the "black silk" in advance, otherwise I would have been discovered by Xiao Anzi.

"By the way, that Buddha girl is locked up in the prison of the Xuanyao Division by me, you can watch and deal with it." After the black-robed primordial god fled, she was so angry that she arrested the Buddha girl who had been talking to Su An before.

"Ahh Be. ”

After sending Su An away, the empress also sighed, a little regretful.

"Why don't you be stupid for a few more days?"

……

In a single cell with a decent environment, the Buddha woman sat cross-legged on a futon, meditating with her eyes closed.

She had been imprisoned for several months, starting from the suspicion that she was colluding with the Heavenly Dao Sect.

After he was locked in, he didn't ask again, as if he didn't know that there was such a person.

However, she didn't care about it, and she didn't even ask the accompanying monks to inform the Buddha.

Where is not cultivation, in this prison, witnessing many evils and remorse, she has a different kind of understanding.

Most of the people who can be locked up in the prison of the Xuanyao Division are people who have committed great crimes.

The living beings here have more evil and less good, evil deeds and evil consequences, bad karma and evil retribution, and they cannot become enlightened.

Like a struggling demon in hell, who wants to be liberated but can't find it.

If you do evil deeds, you will receive evil retribution, but if you turn everyone to good and your prison is empty, then ......

Click, the cell door opened.

Su An walked in, saw the Buddha girl in thought, and chuckled:

"It seems that I still disturbed the Buddhist woman's cultivation"

"The benefactor came to release the poor monk?" The Buddha girl looked up and asked.

"Look at my mood." Su An sat down opposite the Buddha girl with great interest, not caring about the cold and hard floor.

"The poor monk is not guilty, and the donor should know it." The Buddha's eyes are pure, as if she can see through the human heart.

However, this trick was useless for Su An.

"Guilty or not, you don't count if you say it, I only count if I say it." He shook his head emphasized.

This evil face is the most in line with this prison.

The Buddha was speechless, could it be that a few good people in this prison were brought in by this kind of person.

"How can the donor be willing to let the poor monk go?" She asked.

Su An thought about it seriously: "It's better for the Buddha to give me the physical body, I'm in a good mood, maybe I'll let the Buddha girl go." ”

"It's good that the donor doesn't make such jokes." The Buddha's calm tone inevitably fluctuated a little.

"Tsk, forget it." Su An looked away from the Buddha girl, looked at the robe placed on the bed next to him, and walked over.

"Donor, what are you doing with the poor monk's robe?"

"Oh, I'll see if it's worth it."

"The poor monk's magic weapon."

"You don't understand this, this is called bail." He explained casually.

In the end, Su An picked up a pearl, like a magic weapon but not an illegal weapon, quite a bit of extraordinary meaning, with a faint Buddha light on it, holding it in his hand, he felt that the troubles in his brain were gone, and his soul was transparent.

"This bead is good, alright, you can go."

"Does the donor really want to take away the poor monk's Mani orb?" A different color flashed in the Buddha's eyes.

"That can still be fake."

Su An himself didn't have the idea of locking them up all the time, this Western Regions Buddhism was still peaceful, and there was no need to suppress it for the time being.

The Buddha girl left with a group of monks, but stared at the beads in Su An's hand a few more times before leaving.

……

(End of chapter)