It has been two months since the day the library passed by and the moon has set.

In the past two months, Du Xu has conquered all the villagers of the demon village with his profound knowledge, and now, when he walks in the village, the villagers he meets all respectfully call him: Sir.

Xiaoying admires Mr. very much, she has never met a human like Mr.

Mr. is very knowledgeable, whether it is poetry and songs, or policy articles, there is nothing he can't do; whether it is astronomy and geography, or medicine and astrology, there is nothing he doesn't know; in Xiaoying's heart, Mr. is an omnipotent human being, but unfortunately just an ordinary human being.

Here, Du Xu, who is regarded as an ordinary human by Xiaoying, has no consciousness of "ordinary people" and is experimenting with a spell developed by himself.

Due to the magic of Du Xu's divine soul evolution, Du Xu can already start practicing some spells that have relatively high requirements for the soul, such as the Six Divine Hexagram and the Copper Plate Divine Calculation.

Du Xu has always believed that what really distinguishes monks from mortals is the ability to calculate the heavenly machine. In a way, omniscient means omnipotent!

Calculus is really a serious cheating, imagine, standing on the top of the dangerous peak, lupine scarf, talking and laughing between pinching fingers, you will know the cause and effect, this is what kind of wind (mourning) flow (heart) (disease) Fu (madness).

For a person like Du Xu, he is really a sharp weapon, once he has it, he has nothing else to ask for.

Of course, he didn't want to make himself suffer from all kinds of labor and three disadvantages for the sake of this little spell, so he never considered practicing algorithm magic before there was no spell without side effects.

This opportunity was brought by Du Xu's innate soul, and the calculation ability of the innate soul and the affinity for the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth were countless times higher than that of human souls. Therefore, it is very easy to observe the information that ordinary practitioners cannot perceive, and deduce these magical information, and get some wonderful results.

These are the instincts of the innate divine soul, it can be said that once Du Xu's divine soul's ability is fully opened, everything in the world cannot escape his eyes, and the ability is like a god.

Of course, if Du Xu's divine soul ability was fully activated, he would only need one breath to explode his head. There is so much information in a world, where is the **mortal fetus can be accommodated!

Under this kind of restriction, Du Xu can only turn on one percent of the perception of the divine soul, so that he can barely support ten breaths, and if he does more, it will hurt Du Xu's body, which he calls - trance.

From the "Tao Te Ching" - "It is said to be formless, the image of nothing, and it is said to be trance." ”

In a trance-like state, Du Xu could perceive all the information he wanted to know in this universe, and the time could be traced back to five hundred years ago and down to five hundred years later.

In a normal state, Du Xu can use the spell he developed, borrow a trace of the perception of the divine soul, check the attributes of the item and the calculation of the heavenly machine, in order to use this spell more conveniently, Du Xu specially linked the spell with the wisdom of the divine soul.

Once the spell is used, it will automatically call up the information from the collection and display it. Because of the unique effect of this spell, Du Xu listed it as his original spell - Innate Easy Counting.

Borrowing this unique spell, Du Xu had a more detailed understanding of the world he was in.

Before Hongwu in the Ming Dynasty in this world, there was no difference from the history of the earth, and the legends of the gods and monsters were no different, but since the end of the Hongwu year, after Zhu Yuanzhang passed on the throne to Zhu Yunwen, Zhu Yunwen went violent, changed the name of the year to Chengtian, pushed the favor to cut the domain, imprisoned several of his uncles in Yingtian, and the original Yan King Zhu Di also died in captivity.

After Zhu Yunwen pacified the crisis of the vassal kings in the country, he vigorously developed his national strength, swept the remnants of the Mengyuan Dynasty in the north, annexed the southern barbarian states in the south, went to the east to pacify the Japanese island, and marched to the west to conquer the Western Regions. But after the days of defeat, in the end, Zhu Yunwen was assassinated by the assassins and on the way to the war because of the great consumption of national and civilian power.

Later, two hundred years after the Ming Dynasty, died at the hands of the Rong Dynasty Taizu Chen, and the Rong Dynasty was destroyed by the warlords in three hundred years.

The above is from "Darong Zhengshi: All Nine Volumes", but in Du Xu's innate easy viewing, this world was affected by the end of the law, the Chinese dragon vein was cut off, and the demons and monsters suppressed by the dragon vein were born, and the reincarnation of the underworld was shattered, and the lonely souls and wild ghosts had nowhere to stay, and the catastrophe caused by the combination.

Shangri-La, the last pure land in the West, has the last path of transcendence in this world and is the last hope for practitioners of the end of the Dharma.

At this time, Du Xu felt a warning sign in his heart, a sense of urgency, as if a sword was hanging in the air on his head. But I vaguely feel that this is not my own calamity, as if it is a predetermined fate when I don't exist in this world.

The innate number is endless, Du Xu's true qi is fully opened, and the scene of dozens of miles of the outside world is ingested into his heart, and every grass and tree, sand and stone in the demon village is slightly visible.

Under the urging of the innate easy number, the rotation of time is pushed to ten days later.

In the light and shadow ten days later, the simple and kind demon people of the demon village were bleeding like a river, and familiar faces fell in a pool of blood, Du Xu saw that his student, a clumsy deer, always called himself "Xianxin, Xianxin" indistinctly, and now his head is separated.

The honest Uncle Niu, the pungent Aunt Ma, and the little return who is late every day, these kind monsters do not have the cunning scheming of human beings, but live simply and peacefully in the isolated demon village, but now they are incomplete one by one.

A man in black and a woman in white stood side by side in the sky, flirting and scolding playfully.

"Mei slave, these monsters are really ridiculous!" The man in black smiled gloomily: "The sun rises, and the sun rests." Don't kill evil, practice quietly. Bah, it's not for me to slaughter?"

"Hehe! Scorpion barbarian, you have a lot of resentment towards Mu Rongsheng! Anyway, he once taught you, count you as half a master! You had just turned into a demon for two hundred years at that time, and most of the goblins here had the grace of nurturing you, and now they have been killed by you. It can be regarded as seeking benevolence. The bewitching woman smiled coquettishly, there was a charm in her voice, and the crisp person was itchy in her bones, and the man in black listened to it, and suddenly felt that his body was weak and he couldn't raise his killing intent.

"You don't have to provoke me, this kind of flattery is useless to me. The man in black was brutal, hideous, and his whole person was like a vicious scorpion in the dark, exuding a bloody and vicious aura.

"I am loyal to my master, and the demon clan here is full of blood, and I just dedicate it to the master's nourishment. For the sake of my master, my relatives can be sacrificed, not the plaything of a master like you can be compared. As he spoke, the scorpion scooped up a severed arm from the ground.

"Isn't this my Uncle Yang? When I was a child, he hugged me! What a monster!" said the scorpion man, biting his severed arm, and his flesh flew everywhere.

Mei Nu glanced at him in disgust, and said in a charming voice: "Do you have to be so disgusting? She gracefully lifted the corners of her skirt, and the lotus step moved lightly, away from the scorpion who was biting the stump.

She looked at the old tree spirit Mu Rongsheng who was cut into a stick on the ground with a smile, gently stroked his head, and said coquettishly: "Old tree spirit, don't you regret raising that scorpion with a human face and a beast's heart?"

Although Mu Rongsheng was beaten up the essence element, he didn't lose his backbone, he just looked at her fiercely, as if he wanted to pierce her thousands of times with his eyes. Mei Nu stabbed her fingers deep into the eye sockets of the old tree spirit, stirring non-stop, seeing that the old tree spirit was silent, she sneered: "Your little fox granddaughter seems to be called Ying'er, do you remember?"

The old tree spirit was furious when he heard this, stared at her with the only remaining eye, and said angrily: "Wearing human skin, ** is not as good as something! Our demon clan has been competing for natural selection since ancient times, fighting each other, and still not hurting children, you dung-eater-like thing, even your niece will not let go!"

Mei Nu smiled delicately, took out a gorgeous white fur in her right hand, and wrapped it around her shoulder.

At this moment, even if the old tree was as hard as iron, he also cried bitterly in an instant, blood and tears slipped from his only remaining eyes, and the old man, who was tortured in every way and still did not say a word, was sad at this moment, and cried bitterly.

When Xiao Ying was pushed into the secret passage by him, the last look of reluctance was forever fixed in his heart......

Mei Nu giggled: "That little girl is a good color, even I am ashamed of myself, if I let the master see it, where is there still my favor, now it's good!" she turned around lightly, showing her delicate figure, "Her beautiful fur has made me charming." The scorpion next to him sneered coldly.

Mei Nu glanced at the scorpion, and casually knocked on the head of the old tree spirit, and said a cruel word, "I still remember that innocent little Nizi, in order to rescue her old grandfather of the tree spirit, constantly impacted my five clouds and peach blossom miasma. ”

"She is so weak, she can't even break through a thin layer of miasma, poor her grandfather is shrouded in miasma, she can only use her immature demon body, constantly rushing to Wuyun Peach Blossom Miasma, and constantly being beaten down by me. ”

"Once, twice, three times...... I don't know how many times she's rushed up and been beaten down by me. ”

"I only know that her snow-white fur stained red by her blood is bright red and beautiful. ”