Daily life of slaying demons in the government

Chapter 262: Acting recklessly is evil

Broken Mirror Lake.

A large group of people were lying in all directions in the brightly lit banquet square. They were all the major officials from various places who had come here before to attend the banquet of King Yue.

At this time, these people were not drunk, but their bodies were so haggard that they looked like mummies in the literal sense.

Just a short while ago, these people were still drinking and chatting happily, some competing in drinking, some writing poems, and some even playing finger-guessing games while drunk. But now they are all dead.

There were not many people still standing, except for a few of Prince Yue's personal guards and his close confidant and adviser "Lao Wen".

Yue Wang himself was not at the lakeside at this time, but was walking on the water and climbed onto the triangular stone platform that emerged from the lake.

Blood-red array patterns glowed bloody on the stone platforms and stone pillars, converging into strange symbols that were mysterious and made people subconsciously feel terrified and disgusted.

It flickers and disappears like breathing.

Zhou Zhong walked step by step to the center of the stone platform and sat down cross-legged. Under him was a solid red circle as big as a futon.

Zhou Zhong kept making hand seals with his hands, and his expression was serious, but his eyes revealed excitement, joy, and eager anticipation.

For Zhou Zhong, this moment was something he had waited for for too long.

After thirty-five years of secret preparations, although now is not the best time, we are well prepared and cannot be considered hasty.

Including the altar below him, Zhou Zhong has set up a total of twelve similar altars in Jizhou Prefecture. He has set up altars in all densely populated places.

On the one hand, it was the identity of the prince, and on the other hand, there were "own people" in various places who were won over by Zhou Zhong. In the end, those people did not know what Zhou Zhong had arranged secretly, and just thought it was some eccentric hobby of the Prince of Yue. Even many people who knew about it "died of illness" shortly afterwards, and the matter of the altar naturally fell into oblivion and was no longer known to people.

The last altar built is the one where Zhou Zhong is sitting now.

Because this last altar is the concluding altar before it, eventually the effects of all these altars will be gathered on this last altar.

The altars were raised synchronously. When Zhou Zhong raised the altar, the other altars scattered across Jizhou Prefecture would be raised soon after.

Forming a special ritual that spans long distances!

There was one thing Chen Jing was not wrong about, that is, Zhou Zhong was too suitable for practicing the evil way. The evil way did not value talent, but valued centrality.

It doesn't mean that the more evil, shameless, and cruel people are, the easier it is for them to get started in the evil way, or even to succeed in cultivation. On the contrary, although such people will have an easier time getting started, they will eventually die in a bloody disaster.

The reason why evil has always been associated with evil is actually more because of the four words "wanton".

People who go astray do not care to varying degrees about ethics, morals, concepts of right and wrong, emotional desires, and other things that constitute a person's most basic concept of good and evil.

The less you care and the more reckless you act, the more you are in line with the core of evil, and the further you will go on this path.

Correct your path and be at peace with your conscience.

If you practice evil ways, you will find that your true nature has nothing to worry about.

Zhou Zhong simply didn't care about anything, not even his own life.

How could a normal person who cherishes his life risk the world's condemnation and go along with the evil ways? As a prince of a country, he treated the strict orders of the Immortal Alliance as shit. In the eyes of most people, this is no different from seeking death.

Moreover, evil cultivators have never heard of the way to immortality, and most of them die violently, which is no secret. Zhou Zhongxiu's evilness is completely boring, and he simply wants to go against the life veins in his body. He doesn't care about reason, good and evil, life and death.

As long as it's interesting, that's enough.

To Zhou Zhong, it was extremely interesting to secretly take in the desperate remnants of the Huashen Sect right under the nose of the Immortal Alliance and start practicing evil.

Later, I found that I seemed to be walking steadily, smoothly, and quickly on the road of cultivation. So, how about adding some fun to myself? For example, trying an unorthodox method of longevity?

So Zhou Zhong began to study the vast amount of classics handed down by Huashen Sect. As for him as a "landlord", Huashen Sect was grateful and easily accepted him, and regarded him as a member of Huashen Sect. Because generally speaking, cultivators who follow the same method are fellow disciples, and there is no rebellion in the situation of evil cultivators, because the Immortal Alliance does not care who you betray, and will only kill you if caught.

Including Chen Jing, few of them set up defenses against Zhou Zhong. They even hoped that Zhou Zhong's cultivation level would be as high as possible.

In addition, Chen Jing had been sleeping for many years to avoid the blood disaster, and Zhou Zhong was eloquent. Over the past few decades, he and the people of Huashen Sect had become very familiar with each other. He even deliberately stimulated them little by little by the pain of these evil cultivators in Huashen Sect, planting the seed in their hearts that "only by fighting desperately can you survive."

Now is the time for Zhou Zhong to reap the fruits of his own fun.

It was a play to fool those fools of Huashen Sect, making them actually think that a war was going to start, so that the people of Huashen Sect could hide in the army and reap as much blood as they wanted.

This hit Chen Jing's pain point. He was the one who wanted a lot of blood food to boost his cultivation. But he was worried that the Immortal Alliance would notice, so he could only rely on sleeping to endure.

Zhou Zhong played this role with ease. He didn't care about anything, and even if he failed or died, he wouldn't frown.

As a result, Zhou Zhong's plan went smoothly for decades without anyone seeing through it. Even now that it has been officially implemented, it is still all calculated.

Zhou Zhong even had to thank the little captain named Yang Qian. If it weren't for him, this drama of "the prince was forced to rebel" wouldn't have been performed so realistically and smoothly.

Now, Zhou Zhong, who was sitting cross-legged on the altar, felt the surging power flowing into his body from the altar.

This is not spiritual energy, not evil spirit, nor soul power, but evil thoughts.

It is a power that is extracted from the resentment in the souls of the living, which is then stirred and crushed and can be transmitted in a special way through the altar.

Why is it called evil thoughts? Because this is the power created by the evil god that Huashen Sect has always worshipped. Thousands of years ago, the evil god relied on this method to raise the banner and compete with the immortal sects in the world. It's just that no one dares to do this now.

Because evil thoughts enter the body, 99% of people cannot bear it. They die so quickly, which is much more risky than the blood disaster.

Only someone like Zhou Zhong who "doesn't care" is willing to try it.

When the red light on the altar became brighter, streams of water began to flow down from several stone pillars, converging into the base of the altar and then gathering where Zhou Zhong was sitting cross-legged.

This is the most critical moment. If Zhou Zhongcheng cannot withstand these evil thoughts, the consequences will be immediate.

When the first evil thought rushed into Zhou Zhong's body, his whole body arched back, the whites of his eyes instantly disappeared, and he fell into darkness, and his breath seemed to be strangled.

And those evil thoughts continued to rush into Zhou Zhong's body.

After more than ten breaths, Zhou Zhong took a deep breath and fell onto the altar from his bent position. Then he began to scream miserably, as if he was experiencing some extremely painful torture.

As more evil thoughts gathered, Zhou Zhong's body, which was lying on the altar, was lifted up and hung in the air. A vague shadow with wings and horns on his head appeared on his body.

Even though the scene was tragic, Zhou Zhong's aura was in chaos but did not really disappear.

(End of this chapter)