Dust and Ember Song

Chapter 156

The master created a god-dead appearance with an extremely high-level deception method, which is indeed a unique skill, which is amazing.

The Tai Chi god gave a sinister smile, it was true, but I used forbidden techniques to hide a ray of soul, escaped into the demon world, and deceived the people of heaven like this.He let go of Kongchen's neck, with an arrogant tone, thinking of you, he still wishes to call me master, I won't embarrass you, but... Now, I need Shangjia's immortal soul to cultivate my appearance, and I hope you can help me.

Heart-eating Gu worms ate many of my immortal souls and made me fall into the devilish energy. Isn't that enough for you to cultivate?Kong Chen sneered at this master who was upright in the past, but now his vicious methods can be called immoral.

The Gu worms bred by that old slippery Buzhou feed on immortal souls, once they are eaten, it is difficult to use non-exclusive spells... He paused, this spell was not careful, and it is only taught to demons right now. Respect Yongheng, I haven't learned it yet.After finishing speaking, he gritted his teeth and his face became even more terrifying.

Master, why don't you reveal your true identity to Shenjun Buzhou, maybe he can help you return to your soul.He ridiculed that the Taiji God Lord had no eyes at the beginning, except for the Yuantian God and the Great Desolate Ancestor, even the Emperor of Heaven didn't pay much attention to him. If he was made to surrender to that little trick, he would rather die.

Sure enough, the Tai Chi God was full of anger, and the magic energy in his palm entered the water and burst open, creating a strange scene.A mere old demon who practiced indiscriminate magic tricks had his tongue pulled out and hid in a dirty ink pool. He didn't dare to see anyone. Is he worthy of asking me, a god, to ask questions!
Kong Chen is speechless and arrogant, no matter how many catastrophes he has experienced, he still cannot reflect on himself.However, after digging into the past and practicing under his seat, although he was scolded and punished, he also learned a lot of immortal methods and divine ways.As a master, the Tai Chi God taught him the Dharma selflessly. As a God Lord, he stuck to the Tai Chi Hall and took charge of all the routine affairs of the heavenly court, without slacking off to protect him.

Gold has no bare feet, and no one is perfect.As a human being, the Taiji God Lord is ungrateful and merciless, with little virtue and little morality.

I know that the heart voodoo cultivated by this disorder can divide the heart into two, and the good and the evil will fight each other like a knife, until there are illusions, the mind is lost, the mind is lost, and it is completely reduced to a heartless body.

The Tai Chi God said indifferently, what do you mean by that?Although I entered your celestial body when you were insane, there is not much left of your celestial soul, and even the spiritual soul in your heart is sealed by you, it is difficult to swallow... So I don't owe you.

Master... As the saying goes in the world, a teacher for a day is a father for life.When I was a child, I practiced under your seat and cultivated the basic immortal arts in this life. You have been very kind to me.As for the fire and dereliction of duty in the Taiji Hall, I owe you. Since you took the risk to show up today, I can repay one or two, and atone for one or two.

Nonsense, you are insane.The Tai Chi Lord is breathless, as if he is cursing, I, the Tai Chi Lord, are really blind, I have taught you so many celestial arts and gods, I want you not to embarrass me in the future, look at how you are being tortured by the poisonous insects!Disgraceful and unseemly!

He raised his voice loudly, as if only in this way can he maintain a trace of dignity as a teacher, but what face does he have?He used to be the god of the heavens, and he was in charge of the heavens, but he escaped with forbidden techniques and became an ugly ghost in the demon world.And this body was molded by him many years ago, ordering Gu on a Qingluan who strayed into the demon world, and eating her immortal soul.

Qingluan is a member of the Dongluan clan, and he hates that a Cabernet Sauvignon from Dongluan made him fall into the trap and lose his position in the heavenly court.When the blue luan returned to the heaven again, it danced endlessly by the water, saw the reflection in its heart, screamed and died, the green feather turned into black smoke, and its death was horrific.Hearing this, he was elated, and even more hated the person who set up a trick to trap him, and it was hard for him to retaliate.

For so many years, he concealed his identity and practiced dormantly in order to return to the heaven.During this period, knowing that Buzhou and Yongheng assassinated the gods and wanted to seize the heavenly court, he laughed out loud... laughing at the fact that the two of them were overthinking their own strengths, how could such a plot full of mistakes and omissions bring down that scheming and utterly unobtrusive man? The most vicious person in heaven.

That person sits in the heavens and the world, arrogant to the common people, but extremely ruthless, with a cold heart under the mask of fraternity and hypocrisy, calculating all those who block and obscure his light.If we were to say who he would admire in the world, it would never be the Yuantian God who spread his kindness, nor would it be the quiet and inaction ancestor of the wild, but the man named Ye Ming, who was more powerful than him. False people also need false emperors of heaven.

Kong Chen was at a loss for words for a moment, he didn't understand why the Tai Chi God suddenly roared fiercely.

It's nothing more than a bastard who indulges in the love of men and women, but he is still so exploited by others!What a villain!He pretended to slap Kongchen hard, but it missed his face and landed in his hair.

Kong Chen, who was blown to the shore by the palm fan, looked at the disappeared Tai Chi God in bewilderment, and buried his head in a daze, reminiscing about the valley in the dream in the illusion.

On the way to the land of Shengzhou, passing through Lancheng of Guozhou, she coughed and asked Chang Di to put her on the ground.

"Why do you hurt yourself? If you die this time, I will definitely not let Kong Chen go." His always gentle face was sullen, sad, and distressed.

"Have you forgotten who I am? How can I die so easily... This is my choice and my farewell." She glanced at the dried blood, and felt that the wound in her belly seemed to be healing and did not take her away. life.

"No matter who you are, to me, you are you." He kissed her lips, tears fell on the tip of her tongue, bitter and sour.

"Changdi, I'm really not a fire demon. It turns out that I have always had a heart and tears."

"He lied to you and everyone, you should hate him and forget him." He couldn't deny that person's love for her, even though it was hard to tell whether it was true or not, it was deeply rooted in his bones, "Even if you can't do it, you can't do it again." love him."

She nodded slightly, as if talking to herself, "At this moment, I feel that I really hold that heart, that Cabernet Sauvignon. I used to be afraid of it, its power, and its persecution, but Now...it seems to be desperately consuming spiritual power to save my sickness and wounds..."

"I've also noticed that your wound is healing." Chang Di smiled deeply, "In the future, I can worry less."

"But, it is said to be an extremely vicious thing that destroys the world, why can you save me?" She remembered the sincerity that had been left in the Begonia forest in Luoshui, and saved herself.

"Your heart will never lie to you, never betray you, let alone hurt you, it will always protect you."

He had heard about the so-called secret of Cabernet Sauvignon, but he just laughed it off.He always marveled at the great fabricating ability of the people in the heavens. A woman from the Ayin tribe in the east fell in love with the Yang God who lived in Yanggu, and the child she gave birth to would be able to carry something that would destroy the world?

Who wrote those bloody ink stains, who cruelly manipulated innocent creatures, sentenced them to life and death, and accused them of their black and white spiritual power... Born guilty, hunted down all his life, notorious all over the world, this is not destiny The original intention, but it is always fabricated by people with ulterior motives as chess eyes, weaving a net of heaven and earth, just waiting to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

(End of this chapter)