Lord of Deception

There is one most important point in the slow demise of the gods. They have even forgotten their own names.

Liuyang Demon himself didn't notice this, or in other words, something made him ignore this.

When Lao Qianhuang personally recited his former god's name, many things attached to the god's name itself would also appear.

The power of the Liuyang Demon has improved a lot, but what has improved even more is the mystery.

What Lao Qianhuang needs is not strength, but these mysteries.

Stones from other mountains can attack jade, but what he wants has never been to directly seize the Tao.

He even knew that the seizure of the Dao in the eyes of these former gods was not a simple and crude seizure at all.

The word "seize the Dao" itself is a trap on the surface.

It’s these gods who are being tricked.

When the Liuyang Demon said the words "seize the Dao", Lao Qianhuang knew that this guy didn't understand the deep things at all.

Lao Qianhuang took care of his own practice and borrowed Liuyang Mo's stone to polish his jade.

The Liuyang Demon remained silent, feeling the large amount of new memories that appeared. Even though overall, it was still incomplete, it was much more than before.

He thought of the so-called fairy grass, which is one of the few things that can allow gods to take a detour.

Fortunately, jelly grass has always been just jelly grass, unlike intelligent beings who have too many ideas.

He vaguely remembered that the fairy grass seemed to have appeared very early, and its origin seemed to be very important.

As for more, I don’t know.

He thought about the ancient god and how he died at that time.

This is just a picture.

A bald man held his neck and squeezed his true form into a fireball with one hand. He looked down at him calmly as if he were looking at a dead person.

The bald man said something.

“The God of Killing is so stupid, He wants to compete with me.

Yes, I am no match for Him.

Because extreme killing will only lead to death.

If you can't even kill yourself, that's nothing short of extreme.

I'm too weak to kill myself.

I lost, He won.

I live and He dies.

Very good, everyone is very satisfied.

I don’t know now whether you are lucky or unlucky.

Live well. "

With just such a scene, Liuyang Mo felt that terrible sense of oppression.

Being pinched by someone's neck, pressed to the ground and rubbed, and then the other person stared and bared his teeth, telling you that I lost, this feeling is something that Liuyang Demon can't even understand now.

He didn't care that the God of Killing might have been killed by him. He wanted to find out when he had mastered the magic of caution.

What is the precious art of caution and how to crack this so-called precious art of caution and restraint.

What's more serious is that he remembered his former name as a god, and the Tao emerged.

But he was unable to complete further changes at all.

Logically speaking, even if he did not take back those scattered personalities, he could now condense a new true form based on the name of God.

Because the Cliff God King guards all gods, it is possible to become a god again.

But it was useless, Liuyang Demon couldn't convert it at all.

He couldn't take a single step forward, and if it was just because he was in the place where an ancient god fell, it wouldn't be so restrictive that it was completely impossible.

He understood what Lao Qianhuang wanted to do, which was to make him struggle. The harder he struggled, the more mysteries he obtained, and the better the polishing effect.

But now he can't even lift his feet.

"Is this the place where the ancient god fell?" Liuyang Demon calmed down and was no longer so hysterical.

"I don't know its name. I just traveled through the void and discovered this place by accident."

"I remembered those terrible catastrophes, the purest power leading to destruction.

Logically speaking, it is impossible for your body not to be destroyed.

You have also found the power of the ancient gods, come and polish your own way, right? "

Lao Qianhuang did not deny it, nor did he admit it, he just said.

"It seems that you are recovering well and have recovered a little.

I said, I just want to use your way to polish my way.

It’s not about taking away the Word from you.

You'd better work harder and try harder.

If you recover well, you have a chance to escape. "

After saying this, Lao Qianhuang closed his eyes and ignored the Liuyang Demon.

…

To the southeast of Dadui, Jiachen City.

In front of a small temple in the east of the city, the temple has no plaque, only the word "Autumn" is engraved on the door.

In front of the small temple, a execution platform was built which looked very ominous.

In the small temple, there was no statue of God or anything concrete. There was only a tablet, covered by a piece of red cloth that looked like it was stained by blood.

Ordinary people don't know what the arrangement is, and the local county guard doesn't know the details. It must be reasonable to ask if it was arranged by the above.

Nowadays, the prestige of the Dadai court is still quite high. Of course, ordinary people don't care too much about why the arrangement is so weird.

Everyone has their own interpretations, and the most widely circulated one now is Qiu Houwenzhan.

The court's explanation is that in order to prevent unjust, false and wrongful convictions, all cases that require execution must be submitted to the court, undergo detailed examination, and must be signed by at least four cabinet members before they can be executed.

This procedure will definitely take a lot of time, which is the time dedicated to copying errors.

After the autumnal equinox, they were pulled over and chopped together.

This is a manifestation of the strict and fair laws of the imperial court.

Of course, everyone believes in this reason, but they all feel that it is definitely not the main reason.

Jiachen City is the largest city in the east-southeast direction among the twelve major cities in Dadui, and is the closest city to Daqian.

On the one hand, it was put here to be chopped down, in order to frighten the young people who came from Daqian.

On the other hand, it must be because that small temple can ensure that the person who is beheaded will die completely.

There are countless kinds of Dharma in this world, and no one can understand them all.

Maybe there is some weird magic method. He was obviously killed by Wen, and his body and soul were destroyed, but he still survived in the end.

Such a big scourge, if there is revenge in the future, the impact will definitely be huge.

That weird little temple was built here to ensure that the prisoners on death row were completely alive and dead.

Otherwise, look at why so many people have been killed so far, and the evil ways are driving them one by one. Why is there no future trouble?

Everyone who was beheaded died completely, without exception.

It must be because of the small temple specially built here!

Don’t try to fool us, the court!

We all understand!

Therefore, although the small temple is very weird, the incense is not weak at all.

Every autumn, people who come here to see beheaded people, no matter whether they are sincere or just for psychological comfort, will offer incense to them.

The small temple has been deserted in recent months, but it has become lively again in the past few days, because the annual beheading season is coming soon.

Recently, no matter whether you want to watch the excitement, rob prisoners, or want to find out why the small temple can guarantee a smooth interrogation, no matter what the reason, there is a flow of people.

With the flow of people, there will be no shortage of people coming to make a fortune during this season of the year.

With more vendors, there will naturally be people who come just to purchase things, and eventually there will be more foot traffic.

The Sun Destroyer has been quite boring recently, but Yu Ziqing has created the conditions like this, and he has nothing to say. Now he is just waiting for this year's beheading season.

I just don’t know if I can cut more this year...

Suddenly, the Sun-Destroying Demon sensed something and chuckled.

"six……"

"Six Yang Divine King? Hehe, I don't believe you, a fool, dug this out yourself.

This is someone chanting your god. I don’t believe that guy would be so kind.

I'm being tricked, I've told you, but you still don't believe me.

You change, you change? "

The Sun-Destroying Demon was overjoyed. He didn't know how to express it, but he still had that sense of intellectual superiority.

The Sun-Destroying Demon and the Sun-Living Demon were once one, but later their consciousnesses were split.

The thinking and consciousness are all different, but because they come from the same source, they are still connected.

For example, they are both Yang Demons.

Back then in the Forbidden City of Extreme Cold, they maintained their ghostlike appearance of being immortal and unable to return to becoming gods, but they did not turn into demons either.

The moment the Sun-Destroying Demon took on the name of the Yang Demon, it was equivalent to making a choice.

And because they are both Yang Demons, it is absolutely impossible for Liu Yang Demon to become a god again from now on.

The Liuyang Demon was left with only two options.

Or, leave it as is,

Or, like the Sun-Destroying Demon, bear the name of the Yang Demon.

There is no third kind.

They are both Yang Demons, so it is impossible for them to bear the name of a god and the other to bear the name of a demon.

The Sun-Destroying Demon made his choice first, and was overjoyed at the moment. He was really afraid that the Sun-Liuing Demon would choose first and get him cheated.

It's great now, at least it won't affect him.

He has not stayed here for so long in vain.

He has heard that hungry ghosts like to devour demons the most.

Now that he has the name of Demon, at least there is a way out. He can try it in the future and let the hungry ghosts eat him.

Whether it will work or not, I still have some thoughts.

The city has become more and more lively recently. On the autumnal equinox, the Sun-Destroying Demon has lost its wilted appearance. It looks like it has gotten up full of energy after a good sleep, waiting to be beheaded.

Death row prisoners from all over the country were brought to Jiachen City.

In fact, except for Duidong, there are really not many people in other places.

A lot of waste is waiting to be done, and the preliminary preparations for the three super-large spirit-transforming formations have been started.

Even if you haven’t decided on a specific location, you don’t need to prepare the materials?

Smelting materials, refining special materials, inscribing runes, decomposing formations, and constructing formation base parts relative to the place. Such a huge project does not start at the beginning.

The number of Qi Refining cultivators in Dadui was originally small, and there was a gap due to the earthly disaster.

Nowadays, even if you are a casual cultivator, you don’t have to worry about finding a job.

Who has time to take huge risks, kill people, seize treasures, and rob homes and homes?

A very small number of them are just temporary personal grudges.

The prisoners on death row are basically from outside Duidong.

There are actually quite a few evil spirits who came this time, and they were all caught by the Riddler near the border.

Strictly speaking, he was actually arrested in Qianxi.

Well, those Jin Yiwei who were born in Qianxi are here to save Qianxi and prevent these evil ways from harming their hometown.

Because before in Jinyiwei, they had to obey orders and follow instructions, but they couldn't do anything rashly, so they joined the Riddler.

Yes, that's it. Whether others believe it or not is other people's business.

The lively streets are crowded with people, and the shops on the streets are also bustling scenes.

Many Daqian monks who normally do business are frantically purchasing Dadui specialties here.

In front of the small temple, the first prisoner has been taken to the execution ground.

This place seems to be out of tune with the hustle and bustle in the distance, but it is also strangely harmonious.

The blade of the law enforcement knife fell, and the head fell into the frame. His body and soul were destroyed, and he died simply.

The Sun-Destroying Demon seemed to have cut into another perspective, and at that moment, he saw the beauty of death.

Seeing a hazy corner of the truth made him confirm that the truth was there, but he couldn't find it.

"Good death." The cheers came from the distance.

The people who applauded were not the residents here, nor the local monks in Dadui. They were all used to it.

The one who is praised is a monk from Daqian who is a serious businessman.

To say who hates these evil ways the most, it must be either the local monks or these Daqian monks.

I could have taken advantage of Da Dui's return to take a quick look and seize the opportunity to make a fortune, but all these evil ways have messed up the situation.

Now in Dadui's stores, the prices of many resources unique to Dadui have soared.

Even if you bring it to Daqian, you can still make money, but the money you make is incomparable to what you made before.

In the past, you could earn hundreds or thousands of times with blood, but now you can earn up to ten times.

It’s strange that you don’t want to hate these evil people who are doing things.

It can't be that the price has already been increased before the person returns from the big exchange, right?

They have all inquired about it, and it turns out that there were indeed some lucky guys who made a fortune in the first wave. Later, because of evil ways, they were caught in too many evil ways, and they were tortured and found out too many things, so the price was increased.

The Daqian monks gritted their teeth and looked ferocious, wishing they could personally kill those evil cultivators.

In a street restaurant, a Riddler was drinking tea happily and echoed.

"A good death."

The Riddler sitting opposite, dressed as an ordinary monk, laughed.

"Our big shopkeeper is... so interesting."

It’s mentioned at the beginning of their textbook outline.

He only knows how to fight and kill, so why not be a thug or the Riddler?

Those who are good at fighting have no outstanding achievements, so they have to keep a low profile. Don't always think about causing some big events on the surface. That is really stupid.

This wave of diversion of hatred is the work of the Riddler.

Because someone's blood really was earned, and it was a big guy who had nothing to do with the Riddler.

It is true that after the evil ways caused trouble, many foreign trade items in Dadui began to increase in price, although the two are not the most direct causal relationship.

But I can’t stop others from seeing the “facts” and figure out the cause and effect myself.

Anyway, no one thinks that this is the work of the Riddler. Within the Riddler, there are only a handful of people who know this.

Maybe in a few hundred years, it will be decrypted and used as an internal teaching material case.

While they were watching the excitement, a Riddler suddenly put down his tea cup and looked at the small temple next to the execution place.

Suddenly there was some mysterious fluctuation there.

"Quick, report to the shopkeeper quickly."

On the execution ground, the execution continued. However, when the execution came to one of the people, the law enforcement knife cut across the neck, but there was a mystery that was difficult for ordinary people to feel.

The head fell into the frame, dead with eyes wide open.

But the Sun-Destroying Demon, who had been watching comfortably, saw a trace of dirt suddenly appear on the wonderful picture of the truth of death.

Let the already hazy truth, as if separated by a thick veil, quickly go away.

The Sun-Destroying Demon became furious on the spot, so angry that he almost lost his mind.

"You dare to block my way!"

There was a muffled buzzing sound, and a huge pressure fell, instantly suppressing everything around it.

Everyone's movements were frozen in place.

Some were frightened, some were shocked, but they couldn't do anything.

The power didn't seem to be particularly strong, but there was a kind of extreme rage, pressure from the most fundamental place, suppressing everything.

The scent of incense hovering in the small temple seemed to be burning. Along with the thoughts of the Sun-Destroying Demon, it suddenly turned into wisps of black flames that seemed like black energy and black flames.

The flames gathered together and turned into a vague floating figure, floating towards the execution platform.

The death energy floated behind him, like flames and black energy. Ah Piao landed on the execution platform, touched the human head that fell in the frame, and gently closed the other person's eyes that were staring at death.

Following Ah Piao's movements, a strand of mystery was forcibly extracted from the neck of the head, as if it were substance, and was held in Ah Piao's hand.

The next moment, what looked like black energy and black flames soared into the sky and disappeared.

When the pressure dissipated and the noise that had stopped suddenly began to recover, three people in Jiachen City screamed.

The black flame was like a collar, locked around their necks, burning them into nothingness.

After the deathly silence, everyone was a little trembling.

Someone quietly glanced in the direction of the small temple, and then said "I knew I was right" on his face.

And there are still thousands of miles away from the western border of Daqian.

There was an altar, surrounded by many men in black robes with strange auras.

At this moment, a black flame that looked like air and fire fell from the sky and landed on the altar.

There was a monk who had quick eyesight and quick hands. He knocked down part of the altar first and destroyed part of it.

The next moment, black flame collars appeared on all of their necks. The flames burned out, and everyone was reduced to nothing, dead.

In the small temple in Jiachen City, the Sun-Destroying Demon was gnashing his teeth and furious.

"Wait for me, no matter who dares to block my way, you will die without a burial place!

Let me see who is so bold as to lend these people their power! "

The Sun-Destroying Demon was furious for a while, then slowly calmed down.

He thought about what he had heard these days, considered his words for a long time, and then started to contact Yu Ziqing.

"Someone wants to violate the laws of the gods, use rituals and laws to rob prisoners, and let the prisoners on death row cheat their death..."

As soon as he said something, the Sun-Destroying Demon came up again.

“This is something that absolutely cannot be tolerated!

I can't bear it, I really can't bear it.

The bitch ruined my orthodoxy and smeared my wonderful death picture. I'm a fool to him.

I want him to die, I want him to die!

Die to me all!

I'm almost there!

Just a little bit you can see it clearly..."

The Sun-Destroying Demon was so angry and aggrieved that he almost cried through gritted teeth.

Yu Ziqing was confused. How did the Sun Destroyer take the initiative to contact him?

When could he do this?

Also, what happened to the prisoner?

Moreover, it was just a prisoner robbery. Which dynasty has never had a prisoner robbery?

Why does the Sun Destroyer look like he's about to be pissed off?

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