The city of Rakshasa is an earthen city, with low walls full of potholes, and small people in cloth clothes, merchants in Luo shirts, and exotic women in and out.

Everyone's costumes are different from those of the Central Plains, and their appearance and skin are even different.

Most of the Rakshasas are similar to the Central Plains people, but they have the characteristics of mixed blood, the Rong people are small but strong and rough, and some of the few Xiyi people may be regarded as eagle-nosed ghost-eyed evil ghosts if they enter the Central Plains.

The donkey cart entered the city, and the empty dust leaned on the cart, looking at the city.

From the outside, it doesn't look good, but from the inside, it's even more so.

This Rakshasa county town is called the county seat, but it is actually not as good as an ordinary middle and lower county seat in the hinterland of the Central Plains.

However, the structure of this earthen city is complex and tortuous, and there are many earthen walls in the city, which divide the county town into small parts, and the buildings and houses are also earthen buildings, which are connected with the city wall.

The door hole is heavy, and there are many merchants who set up stalls at the foot of the door hole, selling ceramics, salt, spices and other things.

Approaching a doorway and entering the familiar street of Grimface Mage, Grimface Mage, who was sitting next to Empty Dust, immediately became impatient.

Quickly got up and shrunk the blood of the refining demon spirit placed on the roof of the carriage, and took off the head of the monster with more than one meter, and stood on the donkey cart and shouted excitedly.

"Hey!"

"Where are all the people? My Grimace Archmage is back. ”

As soon as the many Rakshasas in front of the doorway heard the grimace's voice and name, they immediately turned their heads and looked at the donkey cart.

Many people also ran out of the tulou and earthen houses on both sides, and the whole street and under the doorway suddenly became lively and noisy.

"Grimace is back!" the crowd shouted.

"Grimace Mage is here again in our Rakshasa City!" someone was cooking, and he ran out with a wooden shovel.

"Finally back, how many days have you been there?" shouted the vendor under the doorway, chasing the donkey cart.

"Ouch, I was still inquiring about you a few days ago, for fear that something would happen to you. There were people chanting on the side of the road.

The grimace mage shouted the monster's head, triumphant, and entered the street amid the crowd of onlookers.

This feeling is comparable to the champion across the horse and the street.

"Grimace Mage, what kind of youkai did you kill this time?" the crowd crowded, looking at the ugly head held up by Grimace Mage.

"This time it's amazing, it's a pangolin spirit, and the mountains are all chiseled and chiseled for you. "Grimace sells himself and boasts.

"Grimace mage, when did you become the first demon mage in Chazhou?" a Rakshasa man joked.

"Not far away! Not far away!" Grimace was not at all humble.

"I didn't have any injuries this time, and it looks like the monster isn't very powerful this time. "The hordes of imps chased the donkey cart, lying on the carriage and looking up at the ghost-faced mage.

"That's because the Grimace Archmage is getting better again!" Grimace tapped their heads one by one.

Grimace Mage enjoyed the children's vision, standing holding the head of the youkai.

Boasting about how he used his ingenuity to push the monster into a corner, he finally fought the pangolin spirit for 300 rounds and finally killed him.

Sitting in the empty dust, she also listened to the boasting of the Grimace mage, and the people around her talked about the past about Grimace, she had also been here to kill demons, so the people here were so grateful and familiar with Grimace.

Before, the Taoist thought that the dozens of demon orders that this grimace said before were boasting, but now it seems that although there is boasting, it has indeed killed a lot of monsters, and there should be more than a dozen.

How many monsters are there in this state?

I heard that the Kunlun Mountains descended to the Xiyi countries and the Beirong tribes, and the demons were overwhelming.

But it doesn't feel right, looking at the people killed by this grimace mage, most of them are lowest-level little monsters, and those who can cross the border from the northwest on a large scale are definitely not from this class.

It's more like a local demon beast bird that suddenly awakens demon blood and has an alienation.

The streets lined with cheers, and everyone rushed out to talk to the Grimace Mage.

Grimace enjoyed the cheers so much that he couldn't put it down, holding the monster's head.

Eventually, driven away by the adults, the grimacing children dispersed, and some of the Rakshasas led the donkey carts deeper into the street to take them to their resting place.

The Taoist looked at the scattered children and suddenly said, "You shouldn't be much older than them, right?" ”

"Why do you want to be the Demon Sealing Mage of this Demon Temple?"

"Choosing to give up being an ordinary person, fighting with this demon all day long, and hanging by a thread, is not a good job. ”

With a grimace and a bowed head, he knew that the Taoist was talking about himself.

"You, the little Taoist priest from outside, are not as old as me, and you look old-fashioned when you speak. ”

After complaining, he continued.

"You don't know about our affairs in Chazhou, some people in Chazhou are destined to be demon mages by birth, this is called fate. ”

"I think that's not bad, I'm good for it. ”

"It's very difficult for mortals to be happy, and it doesn't last long, killing demons makes Chazhou stable, makes me feel happy, and this happiness lasts and lasts for a long time. ”

"How nice!"

"I love the cheers of people when I carry the head of a youkai into the city, and I love the look in the way people need me. ”

The Taoist nodded and did not speak again.

There were more and more people cheering and greeting Grimace in the streets, and you could see that everyone here liked her too.

Finally, in front of a two-story earthen building, the donkey cart stopped.

There is a red flag on the top of the tulou, and the four characters of Lai'an Inn are written on it.

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At night, in the city of Rakshasa County.

In a mud house, a whole big family is crying and kneeling on the bed, and an old woman is on the verge of death.

Before the old woman died, she was still thinking about something in her heart, and she kept chanting Buddhist mantras in her mouth.

"Nam no Amitabha night Amitabha night, Amitabha night, Amitabha Dubhabi. ”

"Ami Ami Wai Tan Po Vi, Ami Ami Baba Varan Emperor, Ami Baba ......"

This is the Buddha's mantra for rebirth.

The Buddha of the Past Life is the supreme Venerable of the Buddha Gate in this world, and the Buddhist scriptures say that it opens up the land of the Buddha of Bliss for the world, and it is said that as long as you recite this mantra, you can avoid all kinds of sins, and the Buddha is often born in the Land of Bliss created by the Buddha.

From now on, there will be no disease and no disaster, and you will enjoy bliss.

In a sense, whether it is the Yin and Yang Realm City of the Taoist Tianjizi or the Bliss Buddha Land of the Buddha Gate, there is the shadow of the Kunlun God Realm in the past.

The old woman recited this mantra over and over again, and her eyes became more and more misty.

Until the last moment, as if I had seen some scene, my eyes lit up.

Leave with a smile on your face.

There was a loud wailing and crying, and someone came up to cover the old woman with a white cloth.

In the Lai'an Inn, in the second-floor hut of the Tulou, Kong Chenzi was checking all the ancient books and histories about Kunlun Sacred Mountain, Daomen Ancestral Garden, and the Gao family.

There are too few records left by the Kunlun Divine Realm, they are high and do not set foot in the world, and the mortal records of their events are inherently true.

In addition, after the fall of the Kunlun Ancestral Court, it has experienced thousands of years of ups and downs, and successive dynasties.

Everything has long been drowned in the passage of time.

The only two people who know the secrets of Kunlun Divine Mountain, the fourth generation of the last descendant of the Gao clan, Gao Yan, the son of Tianji.

They all died one after another, leaving no information for the empty dust.

The Taoist has obviously never been to the Kunlun Divine Mountain, but the shadow of the Heavenly Mountain always appears in his mind, as if he is extremely familiar with it.

It seems that it once lived in it for tens of millions of years, and the mountains collapsed and the sea collapsed, and the vicissitudes of the sea did not change.

Kongchenzi pondered quietly, but as if interrupted by some movement, he suddenly raised his head.

His eyes looked solemnly at the sky, and Yun Jun also appeared at the same time.

"There were. Yun Jun said.

The two just said during the day that there was a problem with this instant, but they didn't expect to catch each other's tails so quickly.

Kongchenzi's gaze passed through most of the Rakshasa County City, and directly saw the old woman who had just died.

Plain, a difference between life, old age, sickness and death.

The only thing that was unusual was that at the same time as the old woman died, a black light swirled by, and the old woman's soul was sucked into it and disappeared.

It is completely gone, not in the city, not even between this heaven and earth.

After death, the soul should slowly return to heaven and earth, and this process is fast but also takes as little as a day or two, and as slow as a week.

At this moment, the people who died in this Rakshasa County City were obviously directly sucked away by the powerful and strange and mysterious power.

"The Buddha Mantra of Death?"

In an instant, the dust was aware of the key problem.

Closing her eyes, her soul melted into heaven and earth, and she used her newly acquired ability to trace the whereabouts of this old woman's soul.

Consciousness patrols the earth, spanning endless distances, and scenes come into view, exploring the information they want the crane to perceive.

Eventually, a dark and deep temple hall was reflected in his heart.

In the endless darkness, a black eight-armed Arhat Venerable with a strange smile sat upright on the void.

Huge and magnificent.

Behind the black eight-armed Arhat was an open door of illusory aperture.

Kong Chenzi even saw the mortal souls one after another, passing through the black Arhat Colossus with a quiet smile and plunging into the gate.

Entering the unknowable and distant realm may be the legendary Pure Land of the Buddha.

The eight-armed Arhat Venerable who was guarding the gate also felt something at the same time, and his strange eyes, filled with conflicting emotions of anger, laughter, evil, and goodness, moved, and looked towards the empty dust.

"Found it!"

The corners of the Taoist's mouth curled.

The divine soul stepped through the shell, endless light overflowed from the body, and the light of the law of the vast avenue turned into chains and soared into the sky.

The law runes flowed throughout the inn, and the light illuminated the huge Rakshasa County.

The scene of the empty dust god's soul traveling was not seen by mortals, but it directly alarmed all the demons and spirits, cultivators, and temple monks in the entire Rakshasa County.

In the middle of the night, how many eyes looked in the direction of Rakshasa City in horror,

"Rakshasa City?" someone immediately judged its location based on the light.

"The body is like the great sun, the Tao is the heaven and the earth, this is at least the realm of the Buddha. "The gray-robed monk in a temple bowed down.

"How can there be such an existence in Chazhou? Could it be that the Venerable Buddha from the Northwest has come?"

In the eyes of demons, spirits, and cultivators, they can all see that in the city of Rakshasa County, a great sun slowly rises, illuminating all directions.

There are gods and Buddhas who dwell in the scorching sun of the sun.

Step into the sky and walk in nine days.

The Grimace Mage, who lived next door to the empty dust room, had already stripped off his clothes at this time, and soaked in the bathtub to enjoy the rare tranquility for many days.

The demonic mask with a ridiculous beard is removed, revealing its true appearance.

It was a bewitching face, beautiful but it made people feel an extreme demon, inhuman beauty.

Emerald green eyes, thin white fuzz on the face, and a cat-like beard.

Grimace is a demon.

Or rather.

All demon mages are demons.

This is why he wears a cloak and a mask, which hides his body and appearance tightly.

The water rippled in the tub, and its fair and delicate skin could be seen covered with terrifying scars, which were left by the death battles with youkai again and again.

No matter how much you whitewash your strength, you will talk about fighting demons like laughter and slapstick on the stage, saying that victory must belong to justice.

It can't change its cruel side, the winner lives, and the loser dies.

It's not about justice, it's about strength and weakness.

In a trance, he suddenly remembered what the Taoist had said in the daytime.

"Why do you want to be this demon mage? ”

"Isn't it good to be an ordinary person?"

The enchantress sank her body and buried her entire head in the water, and it was a long time before she floated, her fingers running her long hair and holding her face.

Lying on the edge of the barrel, imagining.

"It's not bad to be a person!"

"I opened a ready-to-wear shop, I had beautiful clothes to wear every day, I bought gouache and rouge, and I dressed myself up beautifully. ”

He leaned on the edge of the barrel and laughed, picking up the bronze mirror on the table next to him, and shining a light on his own face that was both beautiful and terrifying for mortals.

Fingers ran over the face, trying to shave the fluff off the face.

Isn't it about the same as a human being?

Thinking about it, for some reason, my heart became more and more uncomfortable.

He shook his head constantly: "It's better to be a demon mage, you can make money, and you can kill demons!"

"It's great to be able to control your own destiny, not to get married and have children, and to worry about all kinds of things. ”

"How nice!"

Talking to himself, one will talk about how to be a person, and the other will say how to be a demon mage.

Until the end, I didn't know what I was talking about.

Only a sigh remained.

In silence, the vast light pierced through the earthen wall, illuminating the room so much that it was impossible to open your eyes.

"What's going on?"

The demon girl was surprised and shocked, and when she opened her eyes, she saw that in the light, brilliant and hidden Great Dao runes swirled and flowed, and finally gathered towards the sky like chains.

The figure of the demon girl put on the outermost robe like lightning, grabbed the mask with her bare hands and pressed it on her face, pushed open the window and jumped onto the roof of the tulou.

Standing barefoot on it like this, grabbing the corners of his chest and looking up at the sky.

In the sky, a round of sunshine shines through the earth, and at this moment, Rakshasa City is like day at night.

The demon girl's emerald green pupils reflected a dazzling light, as if she had seen the shocking scene of the immortal Buddha coming into the world, and her heart was taken away by others.

In his eyes, he vaguely saw the center of the light of the great sun, and there were gods and men walking in the nine heavens.

One step seemed to crush the realm of nothingness.

Eventually, it broke through the sky and disappeared into the sky with a vast amount of light.

Before the immortal Buddha-like existence stepped through the void and left, he glanced back at the demon girl, making her tremble and fall into the ice cave, but she felt a sense of familiarity.

It was as if he had seen such a look before.

The enchantress was terrified.

"What is this?"

"Buddha?"

"Immortals?"