Day and night tour
Chapter 282: Layout of God
Chapter 282: Layout of God
The Yin-Yang blood and the fox clan’s horizontal bone were held in Zhou Xuan’s hands, shining brightly. The only thing missing now was the Buddha’s energy.
Zhou Xuan reached the second incense stick level only after he swallowed the Buddha’s energy. The Buddha’s energy was then contained in his body.
“But how can the little Buddha energy in my body match the Yin-Yang blood and the fox clan’s horizontal bone?”
Zhou Xuan immediately took out his own talisman for clearing injustices.
This talisman came from the Blue-robed Buddha, a god-level being in the sky. The Buddhist energy contained in it is extremely rich.
Three objects appeared in the world and each flew up, like three stars, rotating with Zhou Xuan’s body as the center.
The trajectories of their movements are chaotic, yet seem to follow some strange rules.
As they operated, Zhou Xuan entered a more clear state alone.
He looked into his own secret realm, which was like a ball of chaos, and then the Yin-Yang blood entered the secret realm, flashing with a strange luster.
Immediately afterwards, Henggu also entered the secret realm and uttered the first roar of the demon race in the world.
Xiyuanlu was the last to enter. His appearance sang Buddhist music like a loud bell in the secret realm.
Infected by the light and sound, Zhou Xuan suddenly opened his eyes and saw himself standing on a snowy mountain, overlooking all living things.
Buddha’s energy, zombie’s energy, and demonic energy, the three energies turned into clouds in the sky. After condensing, they became a colorful glow, covering Zhou Xuan’s body.
Zhou Xuan suddenly opened his eyes and saw a huge town suddenly appearing on the plain separated from Mingjiang River…Pengjia Town.
Pengjia Town, which existed as a forbidden area, now appeared vividly before Zhou Xuan’s eyes.
But at the edge of the town, there was a thin layer of mist, like a giant bowl upside down from the sky.
Zhou Xuan looked around and felt that the colors in the town, which should have been bright, had become much duller. The old houses and people in the town also had dark colors.
This black and white image, like a cloud of haze, shrouded his heart and made his mood gloomy. He felt inexplicably irritated and pointed his hand towards the mist.
The blood, bones and scriptures surrounding him were like three stars, which were in line with his wishes. The stars were like a rainbow, drawing three bright arcs in the sky.
The arcs converged dozens of meters before the mist that blocked Pengjia Town – the blood stained the bones, and the transverse bone melted into the Xiyuan Sutra. The three objects naturally fit together into a red heavenly book like blood ice.
The Heavenly Book was so powerful that it crashed into the mist, causing a large dent in the mist.
A creaking sound was heard from the depression, and the balance maintained by the stress fell apart. Interwoven spider silk patterns appeared, and pieces of broken mist fell down.
There was a hole in the forbidden area, not much bigger than a human face.
Then Zhou Xuan’s hand moved towards the red book. After the book returned his hand, Zhou Xuan swung his right hand and slapped the book hard.
After a muffled sound, the Heavenly Book split into three parts, and the Yin-Yang Blood, Transverse Bone, and Cleansing Wrongs Scroll revealed their original appearances.
Zhou Xuan crossed his hands and returned the transverse bone and yin-yang blood to Cui Jie and Li Shuangyi.
“Third Senior Brother, Four-Tailed Fox, thank you for your help today. If you need my help in the future, just let me know.”
“Hahaha.” Li Shuangyi smiled stiffly and horribly again.
After Sister Cui collected the horizontal bone, she blended into the wind again. She knew that more masters from Mingjiang would be coming soon, so she wanted to follow the mountain wind and quickly leave this place and return to Dongshi Street.
“The forbidden area has been broken, prepare to release the Dragon Riding Talisman.”
Yun Ziliang placed his left hand flat on his chest and abdomen, then gently pulled it out as if he had grabbed something.
Zhou Xuan had a strong sense of perception, and he had just entered the realm of emptiness and clarity. The originally invisible dragon energy now appeared clearly in his eyes.
He saw that Yun Ziliang pulled out a little golden dragon. The little dragon was as shabby as Yun Ziliang’s body. Many scales were missing from its body, revealing its rotten dragon skin, like an ugly scab on a human head.
“The golden dragon rises, the dragon moves with the brush, the white clouds are the paper, the mist is the ink, the giant tree in the mountain is the brush, and my blood is the cinnabar!”
Yun Ziliang drove the golden dragon with both hands, and the golden dragon shuttled through the clouds in the sky.
The shadows of the giant trees on the ground broke away from the trunks and flew into the clouds.
The water vapor around the clouds turned ink-black.
After doing all this, Yun Ziliang bit his middle finger and squeezed out a drop of blood from his broken body.
The blood on his fingers, like his body, had a sense of decay. If you smelled it carefully, you could smell a corrupt and foul odor.
“go.”
Yun Ziliang let the blood from his finger bounce onto the clouds.
Blood, ink, cinnabar, brush hair, paper, everything was available, and Taoist talismans began to appear above the white clouds.
When the ink on the talisman dried and the Taoist aura lingered, the white cloud really became like a piece of paper talisman, shrinking continuously and falling into Yun Ziliang’s hands.
Yun Ziliang handed the talisman to Zhou Xuan: “Xuan Zi, you put it on.”
“How to put it?”
“You have truly lit the dragon-seeking incense. You can sense the dragon energy and use your perception to control the movement of the dragon energy.”
When Zhou Xuan heard this, he took the talisman and carefully felt it. He could clearly sense the dragon energy in the paper talisman.
The dragon energy seemed to be wrapped around the paper talisman. Zhou Xuan released his perception into an invisible air plate to hold up the paper talisman.
Then Zhou Xuan extended his perception forward, and the invisible air plate also moved forward, naturally supporting the paper talisman and moving in the direction Zhou Xuan wanted.
The paper talisman moved forward very steadily, causing Yun Ziliang to clap his legs and exclaim: “People with strong perception are most suitable for us to find dragons and sense the lineage. If it were an ordinary disciple, I’m afraid that even six or seven sticks of incense would not be able to send this talisman so smoothly.”
Although Zhou Xuan was new to the art of searching for dragon incense, his perception was so strong that it was on par with that of gods, so he naturally had his own unique qualities.
Lady Red Coffin was also jealous. How come such a powerful practitioner could not comprehend the incense of bitter ghosts when he burned the fourth stick of incense, but some damn Dunjia incense?
The paper talisman moved slowly at first and then quickly. After Zhou Xuan had fully mastered the essentials, his perception extended at an extremely fast speed. After a few moments, he sent the paper talisman into the breach in the forbidden tattoo area.
“My dragon-riding talisman is all about throwing a brick to attract jade. The small dragon draws the talisman, which makes the big dragon restless. You will all watch my ability to use a little force to achieve a great result.”
Yun Ziliang was so confident in his dragon-riding talisman that he had already made a huge promise before the talisman even activated the dragon’s power.
……
Pengjia Town is more like an enormous village than a town. It is filled with stone houses and bamboo buildings on stilts. It does not look like a big town at all and is as primitive as a tribe.
In front of the largest stilt house in the town, many tattooed people surrounded the Holy Son and Holy Daughter.
“Put Peng Kang down, or we will be rude to you.”
“Where did this outsider come from to interfere in the affairs of our ancient clan?”
“Let go!”
In the hands of the Holy Son and Holy Daughter, a man was held. The man opened his mouth and exhaled hot mist-like air. His internal organs had been ignited by the fire of Dao.
She followed Daluotian’s order to kill the ancient people who dared to resist in the town, while Peng Kang went around telling people about the peach blossom dream.
“The Peach Blossom Tree is the ancestral tree of our Tattoo. The three-headed stone Buddha killed the Tattoo High Priest Peng Sheng and enslaved our people.”
Peng Kang’s heart was burning with anger and his words were eloquent. Even if he only had one breath left, he was determined to tell his people everything he saw in his dream.
“Look, he wants to fight back against the tattoo ancestor.”
The Holy Son and Holy Daughter increased their firepower, and at this moment, a loud shout came from the crowd.
“Put Peng Kang down.”
The people who came were the Copper Coin Priest and the White Deer Priest.
As soon as the two priests arrived, the tribesmen begged them to stop the vicious deeds of the Holy Son and Holy Daughter.
“Let go.”
The deerskin on the White Deer Priest’s body was moving, and bulging all around the skin, obviously indicating that he was about to take action.
“Peng Kang wants to rebel against the ancestors.”
“That is our clan’s private matter, no outsider is allowed to interfere!”
The copper coin priest said in a deep voice.
All previous riots among the tribe were initiated by Marquis Peng.
Peng Hou’s attainments are not as high as those of the Saint Son and Saint Daughter who are now in the eighth position, but his status is special. He is the great ancestor recognized by the ancient tattoo tribe and is “one of them”.
If one of their own people wants to attack one of their own, the tribe members will naturally have nothing to say.
But if outsiders want to touch one of their own people, no matter how powerful they are, it will be against their will in Pengjia Town.
“The ancestor asked me to do it.” The Holy Son and the Holy Daughter brought up the ancestor’s name.
“Is your last name Peng?”
“No surname.”
“Is your last name Shi?” the copper coin priest asked again.
“No surname.” said the Holy Son and Holy Daughter.
“Since he doesn’t have a surname, he is an outsider. Old Ancestor, what does it have to do with you? Release him to me. I will punish Peng Kang after I have consulted with the old ancestor. It is not your turn to make the decision in Pengjia Town.”
The copper coin tattoos on the copper coin priest’s body began to leave his body, and the tattoos on the bodies of the numerous tattooed people around him also began to stir.
The ancient tribe practiced tattooing, and no longer practiced the twenty-four pictures of gods. They only practiced tattooing on their own bodies.
These tattoos are equivalent to raising an evil ghost in one’s body, keeping the ghost company day and night. If one encounters an enemy, the evil ghost will be released.
Seeing this scene, the Holy Son and the Holy Daughter began to plan their plans. Although they were still in a standoff, they had secretly withdrew the firepower of Dao Yanhuo.
Faced with the will of a tribe to resist, the Holy Son and Holy Daughter were naturally unsure. She did not know much about the Ancient Tattoo Tribe, but she knew at least one thing – this tribe was the best at practicing.
“Let go!”
The copper coin priest shouted again,
At this moment, a loud crash was heard in the town.
The copper coin priest turned around and looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a break at the edge of the town in the distance.
“The forbidden area has been destroyed?”
The copper coin priest pointed at a tribesman with his walking stick and said, “Peng Tiansheng, go and take a look at what’s going on.”
“Yes.”
Peng Tiansheng received the order from the clan leader and ran towards the damaged area of the forbidden area.
When Peng Tiansheng ran to the damaged area, he saw a talisman flying into the forbidden area.
“Where did the talisman come from?”
Peng Tiansheng was just about to activate the tattoo and chase after the talisman.
Unexpectedly, the Dragon Riding Talisman penetrated into the land of the Tattoo Forbidden Area at an extremely fast speed.
The talisman paper disappeared quietly.
In the forbidden area, the sound of a dragon’s roar was heard.
The dragon roared loudly and the ground shook. Most of the houses in the town collapsed after shaking to the extreme.
An invisible dragon rose from the ground, and its huge body rushed towards the edge of the forbidden area.
Yun Ziliang had calculated everything. He figured out that there might not even be any laws within the forbidden area, but as long as there were people, a giant dragon would be bred underground.
Dragons roared continuously.
The dragon’s tail was whipping, the dragon’s body was crashing, and the mist covering the forbidden area was quickly destroyed.
“what happened?”
The copper coin priest asked Peng Tiansheng who was running towards him.
“The priest, a talisman, a talisman melted into the land, and this vision appeared.”
After hearing this, the copper coin priest quickly awakened the copper coins on his body and flew towards the damaged place in the forbidden area.
But the dragon was invisible, and the coin had no place to exert force. After a brilliant dance, it did not hurt any part of the dragon.
“Someone is stirring up the dragon energy here.”
The Holy Son and Holy Daughter came from the Bone Elders Society, so they were naturally much more knowledgeable about mystical doctrines than the Copper Coin Priests.
Unfortunately, she had no way to restrain the dragon’s power, and could only watch helplessly as the dragon, which had been nurtured by human popularity for three hundred years, rampaged here…
……
As the mist collapsed due to the impact, the appearance of Pengjia Town was gradually revealed in front of Yun Ziliang, Peng Sheng and Lady Red Coffin.
Yun Ziliang’s face was hot, and he said excitedly: “Did you see that? Once the power of the dragon is activated, it will be enough to destroy the forbidden fog of Pengjia Town.”
If we were on the plain and directly mobilize the dragon’s power to form a big dragon, the big dragon would not be able to see the forbidden Pengjia Town and naturally would not be able to hit it.
But Yun Ziliang’s ruthless move directly attracted the giant dragon in the forbidden area, causing it to violently crash and destroy the fog. This was a method of internal response, and it was an extremely sophisticated method.
“The fog of Pengjia Town has been broken, the forbidden land has been broken, the laws have poured in, and the town is no longer lost.”
Peng Sheng walked towards the town with his hands behind his back. The ancestor of the tattoo clan returned today.
“The Saint Son and Saint Daughter of the Bone Elders’ Society are here too.”
As soon as Pengjia Town appeared, the people inside could no longer hide, and Lady Red Coffin saw the Saint Son and Saint Daughter in black robes at a glance. She was an old acquaintance of the painters of the Bone Old Society. When she came to Mingjiang Mansion, she naturally met the most powerful and most respected person in the world of the Bone Old Society.
In addition, the Holy Son and Holy Daughter had strange looks, and their robes and sleeves covered their bodies that were like mountains of flesh. How could she forget them?
“Which one is the Holy Son or Holy Daughter?” Zhou Xuan asked.
“She.” The lady in the red coffin pointed at the woman in black robe.
“Oh, you told the painter to get rid of me after I’ve done my job, borrowed me to calm the crisis in Mingjiang Mansion, and then killed me. So this is what the Saint Son and Saint Daughter look like?”
“Hahaha, what saint son and saint daughter? Bah, they are all mutants.”
Miss Wall in the secret realm sneered.
“Ms. Wall, why is it called mutation?”
“I created all the Bone Elders. When I was creating them, there were some problems with the blood and flesh flow, so I created several conjoined twins… two people grown together.
These people are all freaks. The one in the front has a mouth, but no one to pass on the family line. The one in the back has no mouth, but has someone to pass on the family line.
Therefore, the front person is responsible for eating, drinking, and talking, while the back person is responsible for having children.”
Miss Qiang said: “The earliest bone elders believed that conjoined twins were born with an anomaly. They said that this was a sign of suffering and disaster, and that they were the offspring of the God of Suffering in Mingjiang Prefecture. That’s why they called these conjoined twins the Sons and Daughters of Gods…”
“Oh, I understand a little bit. I always heard the painter and Li Chengfeng talking about the Holy Son and Holy Daughter. I always thought they were two people, but I didn’t expect… they were just one person.
However, today we have the opportunity to see the Holy Son and Holy Daughter appear in the forbidden area of tattoos. They must have been treated like dogs by the three-headed stone Buddha. It is a good opportunity to call painters and musicians to clean up the mess.”
Zhou Xuan sneered and said, “Painter, you’re going to be promoted again.”
According to the Bone Elders’ Hall, the ones with the highest power are the Son of God and the Holy Daughter. If he kills them, the painter will be the real No. 1 Bone Elder.
Given the friendship between the painter and Zhou Xuan, Zhou Xuan was happy to do this favor.
He immediately issued a notice to Li Chengfeng in the secret realm: “Old Li, the forbidden area has been broken, let the wandering gods of Mingjiang Mansion gather.”
“Order.”
As soon as Li Chengfeng finished speaking,
Half a minute later, several wandering lanterns appeared in the sky above Zhou Xuan.
Painters, musicians, Gu Ling, Li Chengfeng, and other old masters appeared.
The witches Shang Wenjun and Hua Qingying, along with two other witches with seven incense sticks, appeared.
Of the three heads of the City God, two died at the hands of Zhou Xuan, and the only one who could come was Qingfeng.
In order to help Zhou Xuan, all the most worshipful gods in Mingjiang Prefecture came.
“Young sir, we want to help you make a quick decision so that you can free up your hands to repair the monitoring bronze tripod of the Youshen Division.”
“Lao Hua, look who that person is.”
Zhou Xuan pointed at the woman in black robe in the distance.
“Holy Son and Holy Daughter? Today is really the time to clean up the mess.”
The painter and the musician looked at each other and said.
Zhou Xuan asked, “Old Hua, how far have you walked in eight incense sticks?”
“Not far away, the incense has just started to burn.”
“I heard that the most popular people in the Bone Elders’ Association are the Saint Son and Saint Daughter, and the Blood Boy in the Realm of Time. Is that true?”
“It’s not true. In the world of time and the human world, they are the highest. But there is a deeper folding space in the Well Country, and there is the bone elder of Jiuxiang. “
“Is there still such a high incense?”
“But the space they are in is extremely strange. If they want to descend to the human world, it will be more difficult than for gods to descend.”
“Then can they inherit the godhood?”
“It cannot be inherited.” The painter did not know why Zhou Xuan asked this question, but said truthfully: “The only people who can inherit the godhood are the human world and the world of time. For the masters of incense in the deeper space, if they want the personality, they can only ascend to the sky and kill the old gods.”
“That’s easy. You consume the incense of the Holy Son and the Holy Daughter. If you can reach the level of sitting in the eighth and looking forward to the ninth, your incense will not be lower than that of the Blood Boy. At that time, I will return the godhood of the Heavenly Official to you and help you become a god in the sky.”
Zhou Xuan said.
The painter was so surprised that his face trembled on the spot, and asked: “Young sir, you are not joking, we have to keep the body of the Holy Son and Holy Daughter for you.”
“How can I take all the benefits?”
Zhou Xuan said with a smile.
It would be unreasonable to ask people for help every day without giving them some benefits. Moreover, now that he knew about the “Book of Will”, he had to make plans for the book.
The wishes in the Book of Will require the consent of the gods. The bigger the wish, the more gods’ consent is needed.
The gods above the sky, as Peng Hou said…how could there be white crows born in the same nest?
In other words, Zhou Xuan did not trust the gods above the sky, so he now wanted to use the divine power to cultivate his own gods – to lay out the gods.
There are two statues in total, one for Peng Sheng and one for the painter.
With two god-level beings standing in his camp, it would be much easier for him to fulfill the wishes in his Book of Will.
When the painter heard that Zhou Xuan was not only willing to give up the bodies of the Holy Son and Holy Daughter, but was even willing to return the divine nature, he was so excited that his hands were shaking.
“Today’s Saint Son and Saint Daughter must not leave alive no matter what.”
The painter made a vow, and the musician was even more eager to try. The two of them drove the lanterns into Pengjia Town.
Zhou Xuan then said to Shang Wenjun, “Master of the Witch Hall, there are two Dharma bodies of three-headed stone Buddhas in Pengjia Town. He is a Taoist who is above eight incense sticks. If you can kill him, one of the Dharma bodies can be shared by you Witches and the Coffin Lady.”
“That’s daring.”
Lady Red Coffin was hot-tempered and was the first to respond.
Shang Wenjun had an indifferent expression… the witches all had indifferent expressions… but there was still an imperceptible smile at the corner of her mouth.
Ever since Mo Tingsheng helped Zhao Wuya burn incense at Huifeng Medical College, word has spread in the God-Traveling Department – Buddhists are the real material for spiritual practice, and three incense sticks can help five incense sticks burn.
The witches don’t care about money or fame, only the increase in incense can make them care.
Now that the Dharma body of the three-headed stone Buddha can be shared, how can Shang Wenjun not be happy from the bottom of his heart.
“In today’s battle, the Miko Hall will definitely do its best.”
Shang Wenjun, together with four witches, rode on the parading lanterns and rushed to the battlefield, while the coffin lady had already controlled the waves of the mountain spring and carried herself into Pengjia Town.
Incense, all incense,
I originally thought it was just an ordinary helping hand, but I didn’t expect it to be so popular.
The witches and the elders of the bone association are all like dragons, and they attack excitedly.
Zhou Xuan said to Qing Feng again: “Old Qing, there are not many people who can move in the forbidden area of tattooing. The three-headed stone Buddha has two Dharma bodies, and the bodies of the saint son and the saint daughter. I only have the last Dharma body left. I will keep this Dharma body to cure my senior brother’s strange disease. I can’t share it with you.
However, the last Dharmakāya of the Stone Buddha, the Wansejie, will be captured sooner or later, and when the time comes, I will give you half of it.”
“No need.” Qing Feng said with a smile: “I am the one who wants to remove the incense and install Mo Tingsheng’s Taiping Scale. The incense is useless to me.
Besides, you are the master of Chenghuang Temple, and when I work for you, I am working for Chenghuang.”
“I’m not the master.”
“Whoever the City God Taoist Temple is on is the master of the temple.”
Qingfeng drove the lantern and entered Pengjia Town.
The army was already mobilized, Zhou Xuan unfolded the scroll and said, “Lao Yun, jump in, I’m going to enter Pengjia Town.”
“If I don’t go in and watch such a lively battle, I will regret it for the rest of my life.”
“Then come in first, and I’ll let you out later.”
Zhou Xuan urged.
“Whoever doesn’t let me out is a big ass turtle.”
After Yun Ziliang finished speaking, he jumped into the painting.
Zhou Xuan carried the painting on his back, activated the Star-Falling Technique, and slid quickly towards Pengjia Town.
During the gliding process, Zhou Xuan said through the link: “Sister, I have entered Pengjia Town.”
“Easy to say.”
……
The Zhou family, under the ancestral tree.
Zhou Lingyi controlled his mind and pulled Li Shuangyi back first. At the same time, he drew a talisman in the air and approached the ancestral tree.
The ancestral tree swung out its branches, pulled Zhou Lingyi, and sent her to Mingjiang Prefecture and Pengjia Town.
Lord Arrow opened his eyes, took out his magic bow and arrows, and shot anyone who approached the ancestral tree.
……
Zhou Xuan entered Pengjia Town and released Yun Ziliang who was watching the fun.
In addition to the internal war between Gu Lao, the painter, the musician, Li Chengfeng, and Gu Ling all attacked the Holy Son and Holy Daughter at the same time.
The rest of the wandering gods were resisting the violent suppression of the ancient tribe.
But if they were to kill them, Peng Sheng’s spirit would stop them.
“People of the Ancient Clan, listen up, you are not originally from the Ancient Clan, but from the Tree Clan that was born within a hundred miles of the Peach Blossom Ancestral Tree.
I am Peng Sheng from the Tree Clan, your high priest.
The White Deer Priest and the Copper Coin Priest felt that Peng Sheng was familiar, and their movements slowed down when they heard his words.
“My fellow tribesmen, give up resistance. The Mingjiang Wandering God is not coming for you.”
Peng Sheng called out again.
“There’s no point in shouting these things. We have to let them see the tree.”
Zhou Xuan took out the Wake Up Wrongs Scroll, turned to the page of the Totem Hall, and called out to the Peach Blossom Tree: “Ershu, come out, the people of Pengjia Town are all here to welcome you.”
The words fell.
A peach branch grew out at Zhou Xuan’s feet, and then quickly grew into a big tree, with peach blossoms all over the sky.
“What beautiful peach blossoms.”
Behind Zhou Xuan, a silver bell-like voice sounded, and Zhou Lingyi appeared.
“Sister, which one is older, this ancestral tree or our ancestral tree?”
“Ours is the Nuo God’s ancestral tree, the first ancestral tree in the world.”
Zhou Lingyi said.
It seemed that they were unwilling to fall behind the style of the Zhou family’s ancestral tree, and it seemed that it was also because of the ancient people’s worship of the peach tree. Although the White Deer Priest and the Copper Coin Priest were re-marked and brainwashed by Daluotian, the rest of the tribesmen had truly seen the Peach Blossom Tree in their dreams.
At this time, the peach tree, which had been strong all its life, was growing hard. Its canopy had already covered the entire Pengjia Town, and peach blossoms were floating all over the sky.
One by one, the tribesmen were attracted by the figure of the ancestral tree. They retracted their tattoos one after another and walked towards the ancestral tree obsessively.
Someone shouted, “It’s the peach tree in the dream!”, and the tribesmen knelt down in a large group and paid homage to the ancestral tree.
Only the copper coin priest and the white deer priest shouted to the crowd: “Everyone stand up, don’t kneel, our faith is the Lord of Dark Stone, stand up and fight.”
“Fight, are you worthy?”
The Red Coffin Lady spat at the Copper Coin Priest on the spot: “If it weren’t for the words of Mr. Xiao and Mr. Peng, I would have twisted your head off long ago.”
Peng Sheng walked up to the copper coin priest, stretched out his hand to take Zhou Xuan’s bone tooth, and tattooed a peach tree in front of the priest.
He slowly pushed the tattoo into the heart of the Copper Coin Priest.
The tattoo washed away all traces of Buddhism in the priest’s body, and the copper coin priest suddenly remembered everything.
That peach blossom dream,
The Peach Blossom Wizard Peng Sheng who died fighting for the Tattoo Tree Clan,
The three-headed stone Buddha enslaved the tree tribe.
“I remember now. I remember it all.”
The copper coin priest fell to his knees with a thud, hugged Peng Sheng’s legs, and cried, “Copper coin is incompetent. Since birth, he has been a puppet of the three-headed stone Buddha. He has killed the young geniuses among the tribe… Copper coin is guilty…”
Peng Sheng squatted down and gently hugged the copper coin priest.
Zhou Lingyi pulled Zhou Xuan’s clothes and said, “Brother, the tree tribe is reminiscing about the past, so we should not get involved. We should kill a few bastards to help the tree tribe have fun.”
“Kill who?”
“Kill her first.”
Zhou Lingyi pointed to the Holy Son and Holy Daughter who were fighting fiercely with the painter and musician not far away.
The Holy Son and the Holy Daughter are both high-ranking officials who belong to the Painful Faction of the Bone Elders Society, just like the painters and musicians. They have high levels of religious faith and worship the same master, so the painters and musicians cannot take advantage of them.
“Killing her, are we going to make it so difficult right from the start?”
Zhou Xuan asked.
“It’s easy, it’s her.”
Zhou Lingyi’s tone was as relaxed as if she was pointing at the chickens in the chicken coop and casually saying “It’s fat, so stew it first”…
(End of this chapter)