The personal sycophant of the villainous empress.

Chapter 116: When I woke up, I became the leader of the Demon Cult (4000)

Thinking of this, she suddenly panicked.

Then she took another deep breath.

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

Di Mengyao shook his head.

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

dong dong!

the door opened,
"Meng Yao." A tall, graceful-looking woman in palace attire walked into the room.

"Auntie." Di Mengyao stood up quickly.

"Mengyao, there's no need to be polite. Let me take a look at your cultivation progress. Have you encountered any obstacles?" The woman in palace clothes pulled Di Mengyao to the seat like a big sister.

"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 somewhat similar to herself, with respect in her words.

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

In addition to the word "green" in her name, she also controls the sixth-ranked sky fire on the sky fire list - Yimu Spirit Fire, which can accelerate the growth of all vegetation and grass. Even many plants and trees that become demons are the demon emperor's own hands. Enlightenment.

It can be said that such a strong soul is willing to guide the practice, which is a beautiful thing that many people can only dream of.

But Di Mengyao really didn't need it. In her previous life, she had reached the Pure Yang realm.

I didn’t hesitate to ask any questions I encountered during my practice. I followed the same path this time, and at least I don’t have any doubts at the moment.

However, she still asked a few common questions about spiritual practice, but it was hard to dampen her aunt's enthusiasm.

After answering these questions in detail one by one, Emperor Qingxian got down to business: "Mengyao, the secret realm of Yanggu is about to open. You must be prepared. If you can activate the spirit of Fusang and awaken the golden sun, you She is my daughter, the Demon Court Emperor."

Da Ri Jin Yan is the fourth heavenly fire, which is different from other heavenly fires.

This fire is the divine fire that the Golden Crow Yang Fire of the Golden Crow clan has sublimated to the extreme with the help of the power of the Fusang tree. Those who possess this fire are born to be the emperor of the Golden Crow.

But currently, no one in the Golden Crow clan has this fire.

The last person to awaken the Golden Flame of the Great Sun was Di Mengyao's father and Di Qingxian's brother.

"Auntie, I understand." Di Mengyao nodded. The Yanggu Secret Realm is a secret realm inherited by the Jinwu clan. It opens a hundred years ago. In her previous life, she arrived too late, so she missed the opening of the secret realm. Although she was still established as the emperor's daughter, she did not Obtain the Golden Sun.

This time, she is bound to win!
……

"Wake up! Wake up!"

In the Li family of the imperial capital, in the animal courtyard.

Under waves of calls, the young man dressed as a servant gradually opened his eyes from a pile of spirit animal feces.

"Where is this?"

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

"Li Si, are you sleeping silly?"

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

"Clean up these feces quickly, otherwise it will be up to you to see what you will do when the master comes."

"Who are you? How dare you speak to me like this?" A hint of anger rose on the young man's face.

He was the majestic leader of the Blood River Sect, the leader of the demonic path behind Dashang, and the Pure Yang Power. This man actually dared to let himself clean up the excrement.

Could it be that he is impatient with life?

Snapped!
"Li Si, I think you are really sleepy, and here is the leader." The maid slapped him in the face, and then wiped her hands with a handkerchief in disgust.

"You are a cripple with weak muscles and veins, what are you daydreaming about!"

The leader of Blood River covered his cheek and was stunned.

Did this person just slap him in the face?

"Bold!"

He raised his hand and wanted to teach the maid a bloody lesson. However, he stretched out his hand, but there was no movement. There was only thin zhenqi in the body that was difficult to gather and form. Just as the maid said, the muscles and veins were deficient.

Now he finally realized his problem.

Where is his magic power!
Where is his Blood Sea Divine Body!

Even his perfect Yangshen, which he had worked hard to achieve, had disappeared.

This was not my body, and great fear arose in my heart.

How could he be quietly changed into another body?

He occupies other people's bodies, but what about his own body.

"What, Li Si, you still want to take action against me?" The maid laughed angrily when she saw the actions of the Blood River Cult Leader.

"Hug, I'm sorry, I just fell asleep." The leader of Blood River quickly suppressed the fear in his heart and tried his best to pretend that nothing happened.

"Then go quickly!" the maid shouted.

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

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

"Senior He Fang is joking with this junior?"

No one responded.

"Senior, this junior is Zhu Wuji, the leader of the Blood River Sect, and my best friend is the Northland Phaseless Demon Lord, who is also the Lord of Yuanshen. I hope seniors will not make such a joke with this junior."

He even mentioned the name of a demonic senior he was not familiar with, but no matter what he said, no one responded.

A trace of despair surged in Zhu Wuji's heart. This body's aptitudes were so poor that it was impossible to break through to the spiritual realm due to the lack of muscles and veins.

Although he has the magical skills of the Blood River Sect in his mind, including many quick magic skills, most of them require a certain amount of cultivation as a prerequisite. Even demon cultivators don’t accept waste. How can anyone reshape their muscles and veins after entering the Taoist realm? Method.

……

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

He rarely communicates with the outside world and emphasizes practicing in seclusion.

The leader also only has the cultivation level of Ming Dan.

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

It is also where the leader of the Blood River Cult, Zhu Wuji, lives.

The main peak of Qingyun Gate, the temple and the pavilion, surrounded by auspicious clouds and flying cranes, are like a fairy palace. No one would have thought that an old demon lives here.

In a closed training room, "Zhu Wuji" suddenly opened his eyes.

"Oh no, no, today's feces haven't been cleaned up yet. Sister Bihe will definitely scold me again!"

He stood up in a hurry and was about to get the tools.

But then the person froze in place.

"here it is……"

The fresh air seems to be lit with some kind of incense, which makes people feel peaceful. There is no smell of manure at all.

Surrounded by walls made of unknown materials, it looks extremely extraordinary.

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

"I, I am..."

Suddenly a message came to my mind. A mysterious black wheel with six holes like black holes was suspended in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, as if it had been there since ancient times, exuding the breath of the passage of time.

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

He looked at his palms. Different from the previous palms that were rough due to work, they were perfectly slender and full of power.

He touched his body again. He was wearing a blood-colored gown. The clothes seemed to be completely made from nature, and he could not feel any flaws to the touch.

The face is even more angular, and the bridge of the nose is high.There is no sense of poverty at all, the muscles and veins are as smooth as a surging river, and the magic power in the body is as vast as the sea, as if he can destroy mountains and cities with a single blow. This feeling has never been seen before. Compared with this, the body he used to have is like a grain of rice compared to a bright moon.

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

"I am Li Si, no, I am Zhu Wuji, the leader of the Blood River Sect now!"

"I'm Zhu Wuji!"

"I'm Zhu Wuji!"

He said this several times, his back straight.

After that, he was no longer the hard-working manure collector who was often looked down upon by others, nor was he the good-for-nothing who couldn't break through the spiritual realm. He was now the leader of the Blood River Sect, a high-ranking and powerful man who controlled the life and death of countless monks. !
After the joy, worry came to mind again.

Although he has taken over the body of the Blood River Cult Leader and inherited his magical soul, he has no memory at all. Not to mention magical powers, he doesn't even know basic spells and martial arts.

I'm afraid that I can't even use half of my strength.

Moreover, this Blood River Sect is a demonic sect, and all the demonic cultivators are murderous. If they discover anything unusual about me, I will kill everyone.

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

Moreover, being a magic cultivator is wanted by Dashang.

Although he was just a low-level manure digger in the past and didn't know much about the affairs between the various forces, he also knew that he was determined to be unable to compete with Dachang.

He must not only hide his identity as a demon cultivator in front of outsiders, but also pretend to be an old demon in front of his subordinates.

This physical body doesn’t look so easy to get!
"Reincarnation Pan, why don't you give me a cleaner identity, or give me his memory!" He couldn't help complaining to the roulette wheel in his mind.

The reincarnation disk didn't react at all.

Silent in his sea of ​​consciousness, motionless.

Li Si just complained, no matter what, it was better than before, but he had to make a careful calculation next time.

How to act like a cruel old devil without showing any flaws in front of your subordinates.

……

"Hey, why am I lying on the ground?"

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

The empress, who was just about to give her a good morning rub, withdrew her hand calmly: "Xiao Anzi, are you awake?"

"Your Majesty!" Su An looked around: "Why am I in His Majesty's palace?"

"I remember that I seemed to have fainted before." He suddenly raised his head: "By the way, Queen Mother! Queen Mother, is she okay?"

"The queen is very good." Su Ruoxi looked at Su An's appearance carefully, her eyes narrowed slightly, with a hint of probing: "Don't you remember what happened in the past few days?"

"Ah, what happened these days?" Su An looked confused.

"It's nothing."

The empress glanced at Su An with disgust, "You have been in a coma these past few days. After taking the healing elixir, you lay motionless in my Taiyuan Palace. If I had not seen you pitiful, I would have punished you for the crime of disrespect." .”

Su An looked shocked, "This is happening!"

He stared blankly at the empress, his eyes gradually turning red.

"Your Majesty is as kind as a mountain to me, but I have nothing to repay! I can only..." He removed the empress's jade feet from the bed and put them into his arms skillfully.

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

As he spoke, he began to massage and pinch the empress's feet. His skill became more and more proficient as his experience increased.

The empress felt relieved at the mention, thinking that this little Anzi was going to say something treacherous.

From the corner of her eye, she glanced at the black patch of light on the head of the bed, secretly feeling grateful.

Fortunately, I took off the "black silk" in advance, otherwise Xiao Anzi would have discovered the clues.

"By the way, I imprisoned the Buddha girl in the Xuandiao Division Prison. You can watch and deal with it." After the black-robed Yuanshen escaped, she was so angry that she arrested the Buddha girl who had been talking to Su An.

"Ah! Yes."

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

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

……

In a single cell with a relatively good environment, the Buddha girl sat cross-legged on a futon, closing her eyes and meditating.

She has been imprisoned for several months because she was suspected of colluding with Tiandao Sect.

After Guan came in, he didn't ask any more questions, as if he didn't know this person existed.

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

Apart from practicing, in this prison, she witnessed many evil sins and regrets, but she had a different kind of realization.

Most of the people who can be imprisoned in the Xuantiao Prison are those who have committed serious crimes.

The living beings here have more evil than good, evil deeds have bad consequences, bad deeds have bad retribution, and they cannot be enlightened.

Just like the evil ghosts struggling in hell, they want to be freed but cannot get it.

Since you perform evil deeds, getting evil rewards is cause and effect, but if you make everyone do good and the prison is empty, then...

Click, the cell door opens.

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

"Looks like I'm the one who disturbed the Buddhist girl's spiritual practice."

"The donor came to free the poor monk?" the Buddha girl raised her head and asked.

"It depends on my mood." Su An sat down opposite the Buddha girl with interest, not caring about the cold and hard floor.

"The poor monk is not guilty, the benefactor must know it." The Buddhist girl's eyes were pure, as if she could see through the skin and see into people's souls.

But this move is useless against Su An.

"Guilty or not, it's up to you to decide. It's up to me." He shook his head and emphasized.

This evil face is the most perfect match for this prison.

The Buddha girl was speechless. Could it be that the few good people in this prison were brought in by such people.

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

Su An thought carefully: "Why don't the Buddha give her body to me? When I feel better, I might release the Buddha."

"Donor, please don't make such a joke." The Buddha girl's calm tone was inevitably a little fluctuating.

"Tsk, forget it." Su An moved his eyes away from the Buddha girl, looked at the cassock magic weapon on the bed next to him, and walked over.

"Donor, what are you doing with this poor monk's cassock?"

"Oh, let's see if it's worth it."

"That poor monk's magical weapon."

"You don't understand this? It's called bail." He explained casually.

Finally, Su An picked up a bright pearl, which looked like a magic weapon but not a legal one. It had some extraordinary connotations. It was faintly illuminated by Buddha's light. Holding it in his hand, he felt that all the worries in his mind were gone and his soul was clear.

"These beads are good. Okay, you can go."

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

"That can still be fake."

Su An himself had no intention of keeping them locked up. The Buddhist sect in the Western Regions was quite law-abiding and there was no need to suppress them for the time being.

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

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(End of this chapter)