"How to choose?"
"Yes... On the one hand, there is the foundation of the formation that can unlock the formations and rituals. On the other hand, there is a child that I have only known for a month, Dangdang Master WuHuo. He also knows that [kindness does not control soldiers], and the principle of making ruthless choices, right? Of course, no matter how you choose, it is okay."
Huang Yao smiled.
Her eyes glowed with a faint golden color. As a bloodline of Bai Ze, a practitioner whose realm is much worse than hers, Qi WuHuo can roughly see everything in the past, including what happened in Yellow Millet Dream and his code of conduct.
Young Daoist replied coldly:
"I have said many times that she is herself, I am not qualified, and no one is qualified."
"What are you buying or selling?"
Huang Yao narrowed his eyes and said softly and gently, "So, you are not willing to accept the basics of my formation?"
Young Daoist didn't answer. Huang Yao knew that there was nothing to talk about, but she felt a little regretful in her heart. She glanced not far away, Xiao Pengcao was cast by her, Divine Ability was hidden there, she originally wanted to let Xiao Pengcao heard Qi WuHuo's choice and other things with his own ears. Under this benefit, he must force Qi WuHuo's ugly behavior in front of him, so that Xiao Pengcao can feel at ease.
Really follow her.
Unfortunately, even though I know that success is unlikely, I still feel a little regretful if I fail.
But when he was about to leave, he was suddenly called by young Daoist: "Wait a moment."
Huang Yao stopped and looked back, with fire Qi, who had failed to make three points, and asked with a smile:
"Oh? Master WuHuo Do you have any other advice?"
Qi WuHuo took a step forward, cupped his hands slightly, took a deep breath, and said, "I want you to take care of Xiao Pengcao."
There was a hint of surprise in Huang Yao's eyes, and he subconsciously glanced at the little guy who was hiding, and then said:
"Huh? What do you mean by taking care of her?"
Qi WuHuo responded with a warm voice, "Pindao is just a True Person. He is not strong enough. Yao Sheng wants to kill me with just one move."
"I'm afraid I won't be able to protect her in the subsequent ritual battle."
"And during this period of time, based on your attitude towards her, I believe you have great goodwill towards Xiao Pengcao."
Huang Yao said slowly, "So you want me to protect her?"
She thought for a moment and asked deliberately:
"Then why don't you agree to the deal I just mentioned? You can get enough benefits."
Young Daoist was quiet for a while, thinking of the Master who brought him back from purgatory, and replied with a gentle voice:
"The nature is different, very different."
"Because I hope she knows that she is unique in this world and is not a commodity to be sold."
"Someone, at least, I will never regard her as cargo."
"So I hope that she will also respect herself and love herself. No matter what the situation is, she will not abandon her identity as a human being or regard herself as a commodity. If I enjoy the benefits she gained from selling her future and teach her to love herself in a high-sounding way, then who am I?"
"In that case, I just enjoy the so-called moral superiority, but in fact, don't I still regard her as a commodity? The so-called hypocrite is like this. Actions speak louder than words."
"When a gentleman speaks, his reputation is not right and his words are not right. That's how it is."
Xiao Pengcao, who was hiding behind the wall, opened his eyes wide. Hearing the calm voice of the young man behind him, he didn't know why. He felt his nose was a little sore and his heart was a little blocked. It felt so uncomfortable.
Huang Yao stared deeply at young Daoist in front of him. "So, you want to trade with me?"
"What do you have in exchange for this?"
Qi WuHuo looked at her calmly and said, "I know your purpose."
"Also know what your position limits what you can't do."
"Then, this time, Qi WuHuo."
"I'm willing to be your pawn."
Xiao Pengcao covered his mouth with both hands. For some reason, everything he saw became blurry.
Tears fell down in big drops.
Wanting to cry loudly, but not daring to do so, Huang Yao stared at young Daoist in front of him, and finally just sighed and said lightly, "You, very good..." Sensing the strong emotions of Xiao Pengcao over there, the arrogant and willful Demon Saint finally softened his heart, sighed in his heart, and said lightly:
"Then, why don't you stay with her and let me go? At least you can survive."
"If I can protect her, I can protect you."
"Unless the Fourth Imperial Level takes action personally, otherwise, nothing will happen to you."
This sentence was said calmly, but there was a sense of calmness and dominance. Young Daoist shook his head and said:
"No need."
Huang Yao frowned, his good intentions were rejected so easily, and said calmly, "You also know that you can't protect her, I might as well explain the matter more clearly. When you walk into the disaster of this era, let alone your True Person realm, even if you are a Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown immortal, you will only be left with ashes if you are involved in these things."
"Isn't it the behavior of a wise man to know how to assess the situation?"
"If you insist on getting yourself killed, aren't you a fool?"
"Every living thing has the desire to survive, don't you?"
Young Daoist smiled and replied, "It is the style of a wise man to assess the situation. Therefore, there is never a single unimaginable thing in the world that a so-called 'wise man' like you can do. And over the years, there have been so many incredible things, countless miracles and feats. Is it possible that we knew from the beginning that we would definitely win and there would be no risk?"
"Aren't they all made by people like me, who use their arms as a cart and don't overestimate their abilities?"
"If my ancestors of the human race all thought that this matter was too dangerous and could not be done, wouldn't the current world still be the same as the divisions of kings that existed thousands of years ago?"
Young Daoist said, "As for the desire to live that you mentioned, of course I have it. No living thing wants to die and will do anything to survive. To be honest, this is the instinct of all life itself, just like the instinct of killing, just like the instinct of chasing desires. Some creatures will chase these instincts and think that this is their own will."
"This is the true self."
"But this is nothing more than a [beast] sunk in its own desires."
Young Daoist looked at the demon saint in front of him and said, "Even a newborn child will have the instinct to eat and the instinct to survive. Even if my consciousness, Qi WuHuo, disappears, my physical body will still remain active. Then my body will be eager to kill, eat, and survive. So, is this the instinct of my body, or is it my will, Qi WuHuo?"
"If these things are my will, then why did the self-awareness named Qi WuHuo disappear."
"My body will still try to survive?"
"And if these are not my will, then what is the real [me]?"
"Let me tell you my path, Demon Saint."
"Killing following instinct is just the instinct of the beast, and the will to kill is [me] who knows how to restrain it; becoming stronger at all costs in order to survive better is just like the wildness of a pack of wolves chasing better eating rights and competing for the wolf king; and being able to control one's instinct and not attack innocent people is one's own will."
Young Daoist pointed at himself and said calmly, "If I were a beast, then in order to reproduce at this moment, I would attack the opposite sex of the right age. But I am a human, so I know restraint, so I know how to act based on emotion and stop at etiquette. Order does not come from the constraints of external things, but from the control of oneself. This is practice."
"It is a human being who knows that there will be a crisis and may die, but never looks back."
"Even beasts can chase their instincts and live as they please."
"But only [humans] have the will to override the nature of beasts."
"Let [me] be above me. In this way, I am cultivating myself and my way."
Young Daoist still remembers what the gentleman said when he was trapped by crazy humanity during the disaster.
'It's a human being, not an animal.'
Huang Yao looked at young Daoist in front of him and sensed the pure aura. He suddenly sighed slightly, with a complicated emotion, and said, "Even if you and him have no grievances in the past, they will definitely be hostile to each other in the future. I have just seen thousands of future possibilities, but no matter which future it is, there will be a fight between you."
"Their paths are similar, but completely different."
"It's sad, it's gratifying, but it's also such a pity..."
Huang Yao turned around and said calmly, "I agree to your request."
"Besides..."
She shook her hand and threw an object towards Qi WuHuo, and there was a stream of light. Qi WuHuo raised her hand to catch it, but the stream of light suddenly shattered when it touched his palm, turning into countless brilliant lights and flying into his eyebrows. It was the huge Demon Race formation structure, which was by no means the foundation mentioned by Huang Yao. In other words, she changed her mind.
These Demon Race formations finally came together to the last link. In Qi WuHuo's mind, the Demon Race formations, kendo formations, and Buddhist formations were all broken apart and pieced together, turning into Green Lion's ritual formation. But now, this originally difficult formation suddenly seemed to have nodes one by one.
Although it still requires a huge workload of deduction.
Although there are still huge difficulties, it is no longer impossible.
Young Daoist slightly arched his hands and said, "Thank you very much."
"Besides, I won't die here, I will survive."
Young Daoist's eyes are calm and powerful:
"When the time comes, I will pick up Xiao Pengcao... if she is willing to go with me."
Huang Yao waved his hand and said, "It's up to you."
The demon saint ranked fourth among Demon Race Great Sage returned to his residence, kept silent for a long time, and then took up a pen and wrote a letter, briefly recording what happened, writing the words, disappearing immediately, and instantly passed it to the demon emperor who was currently checking and balancing the Heavenly Court Leibu and the other great saints. He was powerful and could be called the emperor.
The letter was later made public, removing some of the Demon Race secrets and mentioning the wise and brave people.
It is said: A person who is brave with blood will be angry and his face will be red; a person with a brave pulse will be angry and his face will be blue; a person who is brave with bone will be angry and his face will be pale.
Only brave people remain angry but their expression remains unchanged.
There are four types of heroes in the world.
The first type of hero is one who wields his sword at the weak, uses his strength to bully the weak, and will never take risks. Therefore, he is invincible. The so-called hero only bullies the weak and fears the strong, and is only in name only.
The second type of hero is full of desire to fight and can defeat his evenly matched opponents.
This can be called martial and courageous.
The third type of hero is one who always challenges opponents stronger than himself and wins.
Such a person can be called the most heroic person in the world.
The Demon King asked casually, "What about the fourth category?"
Huang Yao suddenly thought of the young man. After a long time, he picked up his pen and wrote, "The fourth category."
"With a humble body, he is an ordinary person. When he encounters a strong enemy, he never retreats. His righteousness lies in his strongest sword. He can turn the tide before it falls, and help the building before it collapses."
"I don't know yet."
The Demon King's words were calm and calm. "Is it that person, Qi WuHuo? Can he do it?"
Huang Yao said, "Perhaps, no, we can definitely delay the blue lion's breakthrough ritual."
The Demon Emperor's words were calm, but the content was already highly appreciated. "As True Person, I postpone Great Sage ritual."
"If that's the case, it's the fourth category."
"He is a brave man, unparalleled in the world."
"You can introduce him to me."
This is the brief talk about the name
This is the first time the name Qi WuHuo, not Supreme Xuanwei, not Northern Pole Demon Queller, appeared in the eyes of the superior chess player; he entered the game with his own body, indirectly Stirring up the turmoil in the six realms, people were amazed by the ability and magnanimity he showed, which seemed to be no less than that of Demon Saint Huang Yao, Great Sage Green Lion, and even Great Emperor Dongyue, heroes who have gone through a long time.
Later, people looked at the meaning of this name with longing eyes, and only then discovered it after watching the turbulent battle.
This person who is determined to go his own way and enters the situation soberly is just a sixteen-year-old boy who has been practicing Daoism for several years.
That's not a demon.
It is not the name of Supreme Xuanwei.
This is the name, known to the Demon Emperor as Qi WuHuo.
This means that when doing things in this life, there is absolutely no doubt.
Demon Race's grand formation has completed the fit in the eyes of young Daoist, and at the same time he has mastered the Demon Race grand formation, the Buddhist womb realm formation, and Great Dao Lord Sword Formation's Qi WuHuo, the speed of breaking and changing formations suddenly increased. The original progress had no chance of success, but now it was like a divine help. Ten days later, it had been pushed to 50%.
So Qi WuHuo's original plan to forcibly stimulate the spirituality of the birth of the Holy Fetus after cutting off the ritual was shelved.
Although it was stranded, a large number of extremely complicated formations were attached around this ritual, which were personally laid out by Great Emperor Dongyue, who was good at earth veins. When Qi WuHuo did not take the initiative to take the last step, it was just like a pattern decoration. However, as long as Qi WuHuo personally completed the last step of this formation, it would immediately turn into a formation laid out by the emperor himself.
Used to stimulate the transformation of the Holy Fetus.
Great Emperor Dongyue asked doubtfully, "But, how do you plan to urge the formation?"
Young Daoist said, "... When I use the sound of the piano, I want to play the piano as a luthier. That is the best opportunity."
"It's just..."
He thought of Destroy Buddha, Execute Emperor among the Zither Music Pavilion.
The sound of the fierce piano is enough to forcibly activate the power of the sword array, but for the sake of safety when entering, it was placed in the Zither Music Pavilion. The current Heavenly River Flowing Silk is naturally a very famous piano, but compared with the Destroy Buddha, Execute Emperor, it is still far behind.
Just when Qi WuHuo returned to the yard, he suddenly heard a familiar voice. "A Qi A Qi!"
"Woooooooo, I finally found you!"
Young Daoist and Xiao Pengcao both looked towards the window, and then saw Little Peacock Qi Yuntun fluttering its wings and flying over quickly, learning from Divine Ability It took almost ten days, and then the uncle laughed heartily, as if he had let go of any regrets. After that, Little Peacock flew for a long time in one breath, and he went all over the place, and then he found young Daoist.
In other words, Xiao Pengcao was found.
Xiao Pengcao has been very well-behaved during this period, and is no longer so hostile to Huang Yao, but sometimes he looks lonely at the ripples on the water, Little Peacock Qi Yuntun first flew around Xiao Pengcao a few times, and then pounced on Qi WuHuo. The sound of his words mixed with the call of the peacock, and it was obvious that he was extremely excited.
"How did you get here, wonton?"
Little Peacock said, "Ah? I, I'm very worried about you A Qi!"
Young Daoist comforted her for a while. Little Peacock, who had never left Qi WuHuo since she was born, calmed down. Young Daoist asked, "What happened after I left?"
Little Peacock told the story again.
Qi WuHuo thoughtfully said, "The map, and...Black Impermanence, listen carefully..."
"Green Lion..."
Little Peacock stood on Qi WuHuo's shoulder, rubbed young Daoist's cheek, and said, "What's wrong? A Qi?"
"It's nothing, it's just wontons. Are you a little fat?"
Young Daoist smiled as usual and pointed to his shoulder, "It's a little sore."
Little Peacock's eyes widened. "Eh, eh? Have I grown up again!"
It became happy. "Eating more food is indeed beneficial!"
"Ah, by the way, A Qi, I brought you something!"
Young Daoist was confused, Little Peacock soared in the air, and used his Qi more skillfully than before. He opened his mouth and spit out a stream of light. The streamer spread out, and a piano and a sword appeared in the sky together, and then suddenly fell down. The clank sound of the piano was killing and overbearing, while the sword was heavy and restrained, exuding a sinister light murderous intent.
!!!
Young Daoist's eyes were filled with surprise and she couldn't help but smile:
"Well done, wontons!"
"Hmph, that's right!"
Little Peacock stood proudly on Qi WuHuo's shoulders and raised his head.
Being able to help Qi WuHuo makes him feel very happy.
Young Daoist's compliment instantly made Little Peacock feel that these more than ten days of hard work and search were all worth it!
Young Daoist looked at the sword and the harp with a calm expression in his eyes. The harp and the sword completed the last part of the ritual. Next, all that was left was to complete the formation. Xiao Pengcao, who had seemed much more cheerful recently, looked at the harp, but for some unknown reason, he suddenly felt a little strange.
She had also seen this piano at the Zither Music Pavilion, but at that time she had no idea about it.
But it was different now. On that day, after she secretly hid and cried loudly, and then returned to young Daoist, her heart seemed to have been relieved of the burden and became much more relaxed. At this moment, her spirit was lively, and she subconsciously reached out and touched the piano.
Buzz--
A long cry.
Qi WuHuo was slightly startled, and subconsciously lowered his head, seeing one of Destroy Buddha, Execute Emperor's strings suddenly light up. Immediately, complex lines and streams of light directly swept across the entire guqin.
The ancient divine weapon suddenly sounded to itself, exuding a brilliant and majestic aura.
It's like a sleeping beast finally awakening.
Or maybe the magic weapon, which had been dormant for a long time, once again met the person he once swore to protect.
So he bared his teeth and showed his incomparable murderous intent.
Divine Weapon·Destroy Buddha, Execute Emperor.
Wake up!