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In addition, there are countless hostile forces in the world of magic, such as hidden sects, remnants of Yinshan Dharma, remnants of wild immortals, etc.These people will not tolerate the entry of demons into the world, and we will not allow them to continue to cause disasters in the world.

As for the great enemy of Yin Division, Mo Dao Donghai Liangjian is specially targeting them.Before the vitality of the human race dies, the Yin soldiers and ghosts will come and bury as many as they want, and will accompany them to the end.

What the Yin Division plots is the entire human world, even if Zhou Qi has some brains, he can't be the first to initiate a decisive battle with the Demon Dao.

In the end, it was decided that the demonic army would continue to stay at sea and in Guixu, follow Jiang Xueyang and Feng Shiba to build a sea base, Yuanfeng Patriarch Shi Xi and Guixu Demonic Ancestral Court.

First, arrange for a group of Celestial Warlords to bring a total of [-] Guixu prehistoric human race disciples into the world to observe human conditions, search for the ancient places of the Demonic Dao, and experience each other by the way.After finding out the situation in the world, continue to arrange for disciples of the magic way to enter the world and spread the teachings.

The [-] prehistoric human race disciples who entered the WTO this time include leaders from all over the prehistoric human race. The human world is too strange to them, and it was once a dream they longed for but out of reach.Now that the team has the opportunity to enter the world with the Tianzun generals, their mood is the most exciting.

During the journey in the world, the hinterland of the Central Plains is headed by Peacock Mingwang and his wife. At the same time, I will stay in the Central Plains and contact with the forces of various parties.

Southern Xinjiang is handed over to Jian Jia and Liu Zhirong. The [-] mountains in southern Xinjiang are the hometown of Jian Jia, and she really wants to take this opportunity to go back to the Enchanted Demon Entrance and pay homage to the Wanmo Temple.

The western region is led by the two gods of death, and the south is handed over to Ali and Aofeng.

The northern land outside the pass is handed over to Bei Mingxiu and Liu Fengshuang. At present, there are nearly [-] members of the Qingqiu Fox Clan staying in the cold desolation. Bei Mingxiu took the dragon soul and leaned on the flag to accompany Liu Fengshuang back to his hometown, and took them into the market.

Bei Mingxiu seems to be alone, but in fact, the dragon soul relies on the flag to hide an army of 40 dead souls from the magic way, including the Beiming sea beast souls of the four great heavenly gods.

The outside of the pass used to be the territory of the Demonic Dao, and today I still want the Demonic Dao to regain the outside of the Pass, so I sent Bei Mingxiu with the entire army of the Demonic Dao's dead souls.

Not for anything else, just because the bones of my demonic heroes are buried in Xiaobai Mountain.

Under the stele of heroes and heroes, my mentor and relatives are also buried.

Liu Hechou and Feng Lingyue, every time I think of them, endless sadness wells up in my heart.

In addition to the Qingqiu Fox Clan in the cold and desolate, there are also Ali's clansmen in the secret realm of the Kunlun Snow Region. Their living conditions are even worse. It has been more than ten years since I entered the secret realm last time, and I don't know how many of them there are. survive.

Immortal Dao and Demon Dao are strangers now, and if I want to take them out of the Snowy Secret Realm, unless I personally go to Kunlun in the name of the Patriarch of Demon Dao.

Before going to Kunlun, I have to go back to my hometown first.

It has been 15 years since I went home last time. The tree wants to be quiet but the wind keeps blowing, and the child wants to support but the relatives are not there.

The heavy weight of the soul-calling banner oppresses my heart day and night, but my heart has never forgotten the family affection in my blood and the kindness of my parents in nurturing.

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Chapter 327 Heavenly Master Temple

Thinking of my parents, I can't stop feeling homesick for a moment.

After the gods of the Demonic Dao led people to set off one after another, Yuhua and I immediately flew in the air, avoiding the crowd and heading to our hometown.

I was born in Baiwu Village by the Yellow River, and the purest memories of my life remain in that village.

In my memory, when I was in school, my father often picked me up on a bicycle. As long as I got good grades in the exam, he would buy me stickers.

In front of our house, there is also a big locust tree. When the locust flower is fragrant, my mother will use the locust flower to steam rice. The locust flower rice is fragrant and soft, and I will never forget it in my life.

Since practicing, the five senses and six senses are all controlled by the heart, eating the wind and drinking the dew, and have not touched the appetite for many years.Thinking about it now, my mouth is full of fluid.

However, after the turmoil in the Nine Dragon Caves, the family moved to live in the city, and there was no more Baiwu Village.Later, when I went back, Baiwu Village had almost the same houses as a barren village, although the houses were still there.

It is late autumn at this time, and the calculation of the phase of the next moon is not too much, and tonight is the Mid-Autumn Festival.

I rushed back to my hometown county at the beginning of the night. I was wearing a black Taoist robe, and Yanhua did not wear her legendary armor of the undead. The bamboo hat is paired with a concealer gauze, which perfectly conceals the face of death.

The legendary battle armor of the undead is a first-class artifact. After getting it, Yanhua often sacrifices it with the soul, and it can be stored in the entrance when it is not in use.

So does her Soulmourne, but not my sword.The hero's sword is the sword of heaven. No matter how I sacrifice my soul, this sword will not resonate with me, and it will not be able to enter the entrance.

The end of the Dharma-ending Era has brought profound changes to the world, the most obvious being that the air is filled with the scent of sandalwood.Almost every household is worshiping gods and enshrining statues of gods.

The dilapidated ancestral hall in my memory, the Town God's Temple, is now majestic and tidy as new.

The incense is lingering, but there is no peace, and some are just weird.

"Looking at it like this, the human spirit can't last too long." Yan Hua said.

"That's right. It's easy to ask the gods to send the gods away. The only ones who can save the human race are the human race itself. The gods can only bring disasters and disasters. The so-called manifesting is nothing but absorbing the power of faith and using it to refine the godhead." I said.

"I hope that the human race can persevere for a few more days, and give us more time to spread the word in the Devil's way. Now all beliefs in the world are divided by the gods of humanity, immortality, and the underworld, and no one believes in the teachings of the Devil's way."

Speaking of this, I feel very ashamed.The patriarch of the demonic way passed on the six ways and moved all living beings.

But I, the Taoist patriarch, have never taught the Dharma to my disciples.

One is that I am not good at teaching the Fa, and the other is that I have never had time.From the moment Mo Dao announced its comeback, it has been at constant war.

A new shrine was built at the gate of the community where the parents lived, and it enshrines Zhang Daoling, the human celestial master.Today is the [-]th day of the eighth lunar month, and there are many people offering incense. From a distance, we can see crowds of people queuing up in long queues.

It seems that the area of ​​our hometown has been occupied by humanity, and even Zhang Tianshi's statue has been invited into the community.

I later learned that during the ten years when the magic way could not escape from the world, the two ways of humans and immortals were fighting for each other, and tried every means to eliminate the influence of the magic way in the human world in Guannei. ruined.

At the same time, all kinds of merits and virtues about the magic way's entering the world and responding to the catastrophe have also been interpreted in a new version, obliterating all merits.The Department of Psychics did not come forward to refute the rumors, and the existence of the magic way has become a thing of the past with the passage of time.

After the end of the Dharma-ending Era, the two gods of humans and immortals took turns to manifest their holiness, and no one mentioned or cared about the magic way.

Since both Hanhua and I were wearing Taoist robes, someone immediately showed a very respectful look when they saw us, and treated us as human beings, and bowed to Hanhua and me.

First, I was cleansed by the source of the dragon veins in the Kunlun Immortal Dao, and then I got the ambergris grass to condense the Taoist body. In addition to these years of killing and fighting, my appearance and temperament are obviously different from ordinary people.

The black Taoist robe was made by Jiang Xueyang. It is slim and fit, calm and generous, and looks like an immortal master.As for Yuhua, although her appearance is not obvious, her plain white Taoist robe and her airy demeanor make her more like a fairy girl.Although the spiritual thoughts are exhausted, it is still breathtaking.

Seeing the people turning their heads, the two disciples in charge of the incense walked straight towards me and Yuhua.

Looking at their spiritual breath, it should be in the realm of primordial spirit.If it was in the past, the Yuanshen realm was already a fairy-like figure, but in today's world, the Yuanshen is useless, and even the Taoist priests below the Hedao realm are not even qualified to be Dao soldiers. No.

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, may I ask which mountain gate the two fellow Taoists came from?" One of the middle-aged Taoist priests bowed his hands and asked.

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, there is no mountain gate." I said.

"The one enshrined here is Zhang Tianshi. If you are not a humane disciple, please go around to avoid disaster." Realizing that neither I nor Yuhua showed a strong divine sense, the middle-aged Taoist's tone immediately became serious.

"May I ask which mountain gate did the two fellow Taoists come from?" I asked.

"Gushan Cangyunguan belongs to Longhushan Zhengyimeng Weidao." The young Taoist who accompanied the middle-aged Taoist said loudly with pride.

"Do you know Xie Liuyun?" Yanhua said coldly.

"Presumptuous, is the name of Xie Xianshi a taboo that you swindling country casual cultivators casually told?" The young Taoist immediately showed an angry look, and his hand was already on the Zhaizhan Master's sword hanging from his waist.

As we argued, more and more people watched.