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Volume 1: Yan Cunzheng Chapter 500: A bluestone turns into a demon god (Part 2)

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    That kind of fear was like a subordinate facing a superior, or a prey facing a natural enemy. The tremor from the depths of his soul made his whole body stiff and almost unable to move.  At this time, let alone rushing out to confront Zi Baifeng, he would not even have the strength to stand up.  "Plop." Mo Xi's head flew out for a long time before his body finally fell forward and fell in front of Zi Baifeng.  A book peeked out from his arms. Zi Baifeng reached out and picked up the book. When he took a look, his heart skipped a beat. This book was an unexpected gain.  He quietly stuffed the book into his arms, and it became Zi Baifeng¡¯s trophy.  "It's a good point, but it's meaningless. Does anyone else have any opinions?" Zi Baifeng swept through the crowd and asked.  The old fans seemed stunned.  "Youyou actually killed Mo Xi!" After a long time, he finally realized what he was doing. He pointed one finger at Zi Baifeng and stammered, almost unable to speak complete words.  He didn¡¯t expect Zi Baifeng to disagree with him and draw his sword to kill.  Zi Baifeng sneered in his heart, you know that the magic doctor is ruthless, but you don¡¯t know that I also have thunderous methods!  Zi Baifeng announced loudly: "The Demon Seat offended me, one of the crimes should be punished; colluding with the demon doctor's subordinates, the second crime is inevitable, and sincerely seeking death, fulfilling it is the third crime. I will kill him with my own hands.  "Kill, is there anyone who refuses to accept it?" The sword light in Zi Baifeng's hand flashed, and his heart beat like a drum, as if he was very much expecting someone to jump out and express his dissatisfaction, and his long sword was already burning.  "I don't" Mo Qiu next to him didn't want to see him so arrogant. He waved the weapon in his hand and shouted loudly. He wanted to jump out, but Mo Luo next to him grabbed him and covered his mouth.  He pulled back.  "You" Moqiu Niu's eyes widened, and he wanted to fall out with Mo Luo, but when Mo Luo pointed at Mo Kun, he saw Mo Kun's dark face, but at this time he was pale.  I can see the facial features.  "Boss, your face is so pale, what's wrong with you?" Moqiu's expression suddenly changed, "Did someone stab you in the back? Let me, Moqiu, kill him" "NoI don't know" Mokun shook his head.  How does he know what's going on?  As Zi Baifeng's Taoist heart was spinning, his Taoist heart seemed to be tightly pressed by something, making him almost breathless.  "Did my magic book training go wrong?" Mo Kun couldn't help but think this way.  "Let's go, take the boss away first!" Mo Luo said, the two of them set up Mo Kun, turned around and ran away.  Mo Kun was unwilling to leave just now, but now he had no strength left in his body. He only struggled symbolically and obeyed his two subordinates. He just warned: "When we go back, we will say that we have never met Zi Baifeng. Recently,  No one is allowed to talk about what happened!" Mo Kun could only hope in this and try his best to avoid his own responsibility.  The three people were running across the wasteland and disappeared after a while.  Zi Baifeng's eyes swept across the crowd, and he could feel that everyone seemed to be waiting for something.  From the appearance of the magic seat, these people could tell that he was under the instructions of others.  At this time, Mo Xi had been killed, and the person who ordered them should have appeared.  But after waiting and waiting, no one came out. They all secretly shouted in their hearts: "You bastards are really good at instigating people to cause destruction. Why don't you come out to clean up the mess? Come out quickly, come out quickly!"  Kun and others have already run away, where will anyone come out?  "I don't like killing people, but for the sake of more people, I don't mind killing one or two people." Zi Baifeng became impatient. He changed different postures with these people and stared at them for a hundred times.  It¡¯s Type 08.  "We" The old fan was silent.  "My previous promise is still valid." Zi Baifeng said.  The old fan took a deep breath and sighed: "Please forgive us and consider our difficulties." Zi Baifeng found that one of the three futures divided into three before his eyes had disappeared.  Zi Baifeng doesn¡¯t know whether his choice is right or wrong, but there is no doubt that the future has been determined and will continue to follow its trajectory.  Now that the old fan has chosen to cooperate with Zi Baifeng, the future of failure has disappeared, and what is left is "success" and "destruction".  If you don¡¯t succeed, you will be destroyed.  The world is swinging between these two timelines, and I don¡¯t know where to choose in the end.  ¡­ Zi Baifeng came back with a group of people, each carrying a lot of jade, meandering from the wilderness.  Zi Baifeng didn¡¯t know if the demon doctor could see this kind of scene, and he didn¡¯t know what the demon doctor was doing.He would not choose to burn down the lost city, and he didn't care much. If he couldn't build the fortress of Horsehead City now, he would regret it for the rest of his life.  When Zi Baifeng came back, the area covered by the Zhiyang spiritual energy had shrunk to less than fifty miles. Zi Baifeng immediately arranged the formation with Xiaopan. When they finally completed the formation, the spiritual energy had shrunk to two  Ten miles in radius.  "Twenty miles, in the end it's only twenty miles."  Zi Baifeng couldn¡¯t help but think of his first territory, Xiayan Village.  It was only a twenty-mile radius, with the population of a small village. It started from scratch and gradually developed, eventually becoming the prosperous Mengcheng and Zibaifeng that it is now.  "It's a pity that the porcelain tiles have lost their effect now Without the porcelain tiles, will I be able to develop a territory and manage this territory so impregnably that the magic doctor will have nowhere to start?"  Zi Baifeng reached into his arms and touched the porcelain pieces.  "Brother, what's wrong?" Feeling that Zi Baifeng was a little lonely, Xiao Shitou asked. Xiao Shitou was always very sensitive to Zi Baifeng's emotions, perhaps because when he was a child, Zi Baifeng often scolded him when he was in a bad mood.  .  Although Zi Baifeng has never scolded him since his consciousness traveled to this world, his sensitivity has still been retained.  "It's nothing." Zi Baifeng touched Xiao Shitou's head and suppressed all the entanglements in his heart.  Now that you are in the whirlpool of death, don¡¯t think about other things. The most important thing now is to protect this land and find a way to slowly control it.  Zi Baifeng believed that since he had brought the jade back, he would be able to defend the city and withstand the expansion of the magic doctor.     hope so.  "Brother!" Xiaopan, who was checking the formation, yelled and rushed over, his voice full of panic.  ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡± Zi Baifeng was startled.  "The spiritual energy is still shrinking" Xiaopan's voice was trembling.  Zi Baifeng frowned and said, "It's impossible. Our calculation just now clearly" "That's right, but the pressure of the death energy has increased" Xiaopan said.  Zi Baifeng walked near the spiritual energy curtain, and then discovered that the death energy was indeed still moving forward. This feeling was like the death desert moving forward at the beginning. Although the speed was not fast, it was slow and firm. It was a kind of  Unstoppable determination.  Zi Baifeng looked up and saw that the sun was setting in the west, a full moon was rising, and the power and effectiveness of the Zhiyang spiritual energy from the sun was also decreasing.  Perhaps Zhiyang Spiritual Energy can only exert its greatest effect during the day, and at night, its effect will be reduced. This difference was not obvious in the past, but in the face of the approaching death energy, the difference is fully revealed.  out.  It is also possible that the demon doctor has discovered the abnormality here, so he increased Mo Ruyi's output, making the death and demonic energy around him more intense.  "Brother, what should I do?" After all, Xiaopan is a little demon who has just been born a few years ago. Although he is calm and calm, he still can't help but panic when faced with this situation where he cannot afford to lose.  "Don't worry, I'll figure it out while you consolidate the formation." Zi Baifeng reached into his arms and touched the porcelain piece.  ¡°Perhaps¡­it¡¯s not enough to just rely on your own strength, you still have to rely on the power of the porcelain pieces¡­¡± Zi Baifeng felt a little bitter in his heart.  Zi Baifeng took out the porcelain piece, held it in his hand, and wanted to press it back between his eyebrows, but after several attempts, he stopped again.  When the porcelain piece was about to leave him, he instinctively developed a kind of repulsion and distrust in the porcelain piece. Moreover, the porcelain piece had been peeled off by him. Although he retained the porcelain piece and the connection with the porcelain piece.  , but completely disconnected.  ¡°Moreover, once you encounter a crisis or setback, you plan to leave. How can such a piece of porcelain be reliable?  It would be nice to have complete control over the tiles.  When Zi Baifeng thought this, he suddenly felt his heart beat again.  As the heart beats, the porcelain piece also jumped suddenly. The rhythm and movement seemed to be exactly the same frequency as Zi Baifeng's Taoist heart.  "This is" Zi Baifeng was confused, what does this mean?  There is no doubt that the porcelain shard has its own intelligence and consciousness, and it seems to be planning to tell Zi Baifeng something, but now Zi Baifeng subconsciously rejects the porcelain shard, and the porcelain shard cannot communicate spiritually with Zi Baifeng at all.  Zi Baifeng didn't know that the porcelain piece itself was the embodiment of some of the rules and power in the universe. After he cracked the rules and secrets of the porcelain piece, he had completely controlled it, and the porcelain piece itself contained  Rules are more like puzzles one after another, all these mysteries were solved by him and stored in his Taoist heart.  Now the existence of porcelain pieces has become irrelevant to Zi Baifeng.  It seems that he found it impossible to communicate with Zi Baifeng, and the porcelain piece fell silent again. The cyan light that just lit up gradually dimmed. Zi Baifeng could only regard this as a sign of porcelain piece's helplessness.  What to do next?  At this moment, Zi Baifeng felt the ground shake.  A roaring sound came up from deep underground, as if something was awakening under the earth.  A familiar yet unfamiliar feeling rises from the ground, like the angry mist from the ground at night, gradually submerging Zibaifeng's ankles, knees, and waist Aura, that's aura!  Familiar, full of earthy and fragrant aura!  And that kind of trembling and roaring is also so familiar, Uncle Qingshi!  Zi Baifeng suddenly felt that the celadon piece in his hand was out of control and turned into a ray of cyan light and flew towards Uncle Qingshi.  At this time, Uncle Qingshi was already a hill hundreds of meters high and covering an area of ??thousands of meters. On the top of the mountain, the incarnation of Uncle Qingshi opened his hands and was suspended there. His whole body exuded a green color full of vitality.  light.  Everything in front of him was familiar yet unfamiliar. After a long time, a word came into Zi Baifeng's head: Advancement!  Uncle Qingshi, you¡¯ve advanced!  From Demon King to Demon God!  Land is considered a god!  ¡°Uncle Qingshi has always been the most powerful of all the little demons around Zi Baifeng. Even the sacred red tree with tens of thousands of hidden treasures cannot compare with him.  Not to mention other things, most of the countless Golden Sword Demons under Uncle Qingshi have reached the fifth or sixth level of cultivation at this time.  "But Uncle Qingshi himself has always stayed in the category of demon king, and did not finally take that step and become a demon god.  Even that little koi carp has turned into a demon god.  Zi Baifeng once thought, is it because Uncle Qingshi himself is a stubborn stone with congenital flaws, that's why his progress is so slow?  Now Zi Baifeng knows, why is the entry slow?  What birth defect?  There is only one reason why Uncle Qingshi did not become a demon god, that is, he does not want to become a demon god!  Although demon gods and human immortals probably belong to the same level, they both master the same rules.  But the demon god is more like a land god, who occupies an area as a god. Once he becomes a demon god, Uncle Qingshi will have no way to leave the place he currently occupies, unless he transcends the limits of the demon god and becomes a higher-level existence.  How easy is it to become a higher-level existence?  What is above the demon gods?  Zi Baifeng had never heard of a being that was more powerful than the demon gods. Even human beings had to huddle in the demon gods' territory.  At this moment, faced with an unprecedented dilemma, Uncle Qingshi decided to break through on the spot!  Uncle Qingshi has never wanted to become a demon god, because it does not want to stay fixed in one place and cannot follow Zi Baifeng everywhere. From beginning to end, he has always been by Zi Baifeng's side and has never been separated, even temporarily.  The separation will also catch up.  He is Zi Baifeng¡¯s patron saint, always loyal and always a solid backing.  And now, he had to make a decision.  But the celadon piece Zi Baifeng looked up and saw a piece of celadon spinning in the middle of the eyebrows of Uncle Qingshi's incarnation, just like it was in the middle of Zi Baifeng's eyebrows.  Zi Baifeng was stunned. Now Uncle Qingshi is the same as himself before?  I don¡¯t know if the Demon Raising Technique is still useful?  Zi Baifeng couldn't tell whether it was a blessing or a curse, but he probably thought of some of the reasons why this happened.  The celadon piece had stripped away all the spiritual energy at first, but there were several groups of spiritual energy that could not be stripped away, because Zi Baifeng had already sent them into the bodies of several monsters and turned them into nutrients to increase their strength.  "There is such a mass of spiritual energy in Uncle Qingshi's body, so it resonates with Uncle Qingshi to a certain extent.  The celadon piece may have to rely on a main body in order to be effective. Without the main body, it would be just an ordinary celadon piece.  At this moment, it felt the presence that could give it power, so it was attracted to it like a moth to a flame.  And Zi Baifeng became that poor abandoned baby.  Uncle Qingshi¡¯s advancement lasted for half the night.  Endless spiritual energy spurted from Uncle Qingshi¡¯s bodyWhen it came out, the spiritual energy that was already somewhat thin gradually became thicker, and the scope that had been gradually shrinking was also expanding again at this time.  Uncle Qingshi¡¯s incarnation has not changed much. What has changed is the body under the incarnation.  The bluestone, which was originally like a small mountain, is now gradually growing in size, and the mountain stone has gradually become crystal clear, like sapphire or celadon.  And endless spiritual energy spreads out from the inside of the mountain.  Zi Baifeng looked over and burst out laughing. Isn't this aura the power of the Demon Raising Art?  Countless Golden Sword Demons inherited the power of the Demon Raising Art and grew up silently.  Uncle Qingshi is advancing. They are connected with Uncle Qingshi and are advancing together.  After all, Uncle Qingshi¡¯s method of raising monsters still has great limitations, and it is different from Zi Baifeng¡¯s. Other monsters benefit less from it.  Zi Baifeng and Xiaopan looked at each other and quickly got busy again. The formation they designed before had to be modified and adjusted to adapt to the changes in the current range of spiritual energy and Uncle Qingshi's body shape.  The two of them were busy working for half the night, and then something happened again.  On the huge bluestone, a pattern like a fish's tail lit up. The pattern first manifested into a huge fish tail and flapped a few times in the air.
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