Chapter 663: Guarding the Fire
There were elders, the inner sect of the true teachings, and the outer sect of the pseudo-spirit roots stood up first, and opened their mouths to the farthest, most difficult and most dangerous place to spread the fire.
Their surname is Jia, Lei, and their surname is Shang. They are both large families in the village and have many relatives.
Suddenly, the human race on the boat board was in full swing.
Everyone is a human race. You can do it in the matter of fire transmission, but we are not bad either.
Many disciples stopped kneeling and jumped up, fighting each other with red faces, and they all wanted to go to the most remote and difficult places.
I have a high level of cultivation and say I can fly fast.
If you have low cultivation, you are just because you fly too fast and too eye-catching, so you are not as hidden as me. If you have true spiritual roots, you are not as good as practicing hard. This is the right way.
A high level of cultivation says that a false spiritual root like you will spend your whole life on the road, and what serious things can you do.
The pseudo-spirit root is unwilling to accept that I can’t do it, but I also have descendants. You care how many years my system will take, and you will be able to complete the task in the end.
The spiritual roots were given by my parents, God, I am not as good as you, and I am willing to give up the disadvantage, but when it comes to sacrificing the spirit of people and being persistent, you are far inferior to us.
The human disciples who were kneeling on the ground were quarreling, but they all fought for the first place and no one stepped back.
The Thousand-Faced Judge couldn't see the eight eyes of the left and right, and his eyes were blurred for some reason, and it must be that the wind and sand were a little heavy.
Lu Ye was excited when he watched from the side.
This is the heroic spirit of unity of our human race, and we are worthy of being the leader of this world in the future.
He looked up at the sky—Brother Shang.
Do you see it in the Spirit of Heaven?
The saplings you and I planted that day did not grow crookedly, they were not cowards, they were very straight! The backbone of the tribesmen is very hard.
Even if you have gone for thousands of years, you still haven’t been bent down!
The main merits of this lie in your persistence. Even if I leave, you have not changed your path. Only by persevering will you have a group of bloody seeds of hope today.
Mo Baiyi's eyes were complicated and he had seen the boiling human race on the boat board.
Suddenly a trace of regret flashed in his heart - isn't this plan really a wedding dress for others?
This so-called lowly clan is even more enthusiastic than the spirit of sacrificing.
They are scrambling for the first place to fall behind, and they are scrambling for sacrifice and dare to sacrifice.
Do you underestimate these nasty people?
If there were such a group of demon disciples under his command back then, wouldn’t it have long been fulfilled to revive the demon clan?
Then Mo Baiyi shook his head and sneered in his heart.
I'm really overthinking.
A group of lowly clans, whose highest cultivation level is nothing but a god, and they are still thinking about overthrowing the demon clan with the Mahayana Supreme Saint?
Not to mention that there have been immortals in the history of the demon clan, suppressing the entire clan fortune.
Even the Mahayana saint is an existence that the human race can only look up to.
Not to mention, the monsters in this world are in great luck.
Just say that the four great demon ancestors whom I have fought with are all amazing and have the potential to achieve the Taoist ancestors through tribulation, and are even expected to ascend to the immortals.
Therefore, when I was besieged, I did not hesitate to use the tricks of dying together to destroy the ancestor Kun, who had the greatest potential and the best talent among the four demons.
Do the human race want to make a big difference?
snort!
How is it possible.
The so-called "Tour of Fire Tree" is true in the previous plan, but at the end, can the demon clan be broken?
Not necessarily!
In nine out of ten, the sky was displeased. A huge thunder struck down and the plans of many generations of the human race were just a waste of time.
It is like a noble demon clan. He has the benefits of the landlords back then and has accumulated profound achievements by the Three Demon Ancestors. He has failed and failed to give birth to an immortal who suppressed the clan fortune?
The torch in front of you seems to be hopeful, but it is actually a dead end.
The protagonist in this world can only be my demon clan.
As long as the new demon world successfully produces a mixed-blood demon clan, improves its reproductive ability, and gives birth to generations of demon cultivators, you will send the immortal crystal back to the demon world.
At that time, an immortal will be released to suppress the clan fortune and will be able to counterattack and return to the ancestral land.
This wonderful country is still in charge of my demons.
The demon clan has been in trouble for so many years, and it is because of the serious illness and too many shackles. Fortunately, it has been ruthless to remove most of the direct descendants of the immortal noble families and has almost eliminated the tumors of the demon clan.
Now that he is mixed with the Double Wing Clan, the new demons born in the future will only be better.
The only thing that is missing is an immortal, a chance.
As for the human race, huh, they are just a group of cannon fodders who are the king's front and fight with the demon race.
Unless, the human race can also produce an immortal.
Is it possible?
Just by the weak human race, how can they succeed in ascending to the immortal world?
Mo Baiyi thought about the breathing time clearly, calmed down again, closed his eyes and rested.
He just set fire.
The fire had been set off, and he didn't care what it was like.
Today, the Three Demon Saints planted a gap in their hearts. Even if they chased after them, they would not work hard. As long as they responded properly, they would not be in danger of life.
The next big thing is how to send the immortal crystal back to the demon world, and we have to think carefully.
Mo Baiyi closed his eyes and thought carefully... Now he only has one chance. As long as he can escape his life from the hands of the Three Demon Saints this time, he will go straight to the space magic circle.
Today's fight consumed the original powers, and coupled with the burden of this sick body, the attacks before the three demon saints were all borne by him.
Now the body of this container is covered with scars and hard to return. Now he is relying on his secret technique to suppress the injury. It is estimated that even if he escaped the pursuit, he will probably not have lived for decades, so he has to plan early.
Fortunately, the Three Demon Saints took their ultimate move and went back to suspicion of each other, so they should not be able to be united.
They were afraid of each other, and the two demon saints of pigs and cows might leave, while the demon saint of red tigers was worried that their family would be stolen, so they should not chase them.
In this way, we will escape the greatest life and death disaster in front of us.
After chasing me again, with this body condition, I might really die in shame at the hands of three demon soldiers.
It's fine if you die.
But carrying the immortal crystals in his own body is the hope of the entire demon clan, and he must die.
Even if you die, you have to pass the immortal crystal back to the demon clan. Demon Baiyi thought for a while and couldn't understand the law, so he entered into meditation and returned to his breath.
The night passed quickly.
It was dawn the next day.
Mo Baiyi opened his eyes again and found that a night passed and there was a large area on the board.
The human race had fled once before, and more than 2,500 people were dispersed.
Among them are a hundred seeds of immortal cultivation and false spiritual roots, and the remaining are old and weak mortals who do not understand immortal cultivation.
So last night there were more than 2,500 people left on the boat board, which were composed of nearly 500 seeds of immortal cultivation and 2,000 pseudo-spiritual disciples.
Now he opened his eyes and saw it.
The Thousand-faced Judge and Lu Ye stood aside, and disciples kept coming to kowtow to the two of them and said goodbye.
They kowtowed in a team and left reluctantly.
The judge with the eyes of the Thousand Faces was red, and they all refused to give up, and they all gave a few advices.
Lu Ye shut up and said nothing, but turned into Duobao God of Wealth, wearing storage rings on his ten fingers, constantly calling out various elixirs to give to his parting disciples.
There are no spiritual weapons, and they are not suitable for them to take them on the road, but Luye asked a group of wooden demons to shed their essence branches last night and refined batches of magical and spiritual weapons, which happened to be used to protect themselves on the road.
The number of people on the board was rapidly decreasing.
Behind the two, less than two hundred people stood, each with red eyes and heads raised, excited, silently hugging and saying goodbye to the leaver.
Of course, those who left had poor cultivation and were obviously not worth mentioning, but when they left, they all had a slight chest and a bulge of belly, with a heroic expression, as if they were going to complete a sacred mission. With Mo Baiyi's cultivation level, of course, at a glance, the more than 200 people behind Lu Ye and the Thousand-Faced Judge had carefully selected them.
Most of them are cultivation levels above the Yuanying Golden Pill.
There are those who have low cultivation levels such as foundation building and qi training, but their roots and bones are considered to be among the human race. The leader seems to be a little guy named Long Shiba.
After a moment, the leaving human race finally dispersed.
The Thousand-Faced Judge also closed his red eyes and his mouth, as if he could not speak. Lu Ye, who had not spoken, turned around and said to Long Shiba.
"Clanmen, disciples!"
"Those tribes who sacrificed themselves to be fire transmitters have already set out."
"We left behind are fire pits. We must work hard to practice and accumulate fire."
"If you pass on it for generations in the future, you must continuously replenish fire transmission people."
"Sending fire is a difficult road that lasts thousands or even thousands of years."
"Each of you, as long as you do not die in the fight, will go from a fire guard to a fire transmitter when the deadline is about to end, and embark on the road to fire transmission."
There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!
"In the future, when the wind is strong, the fire will blow all over Shenzhou, connecting the fire that has been drained before into a prairie fire."
"We cannot slack off, we must do our best to practice. If the fire pit is extinguished, then we are the sinners of the human race!"
Everyone knows that passing on fire is a difficult road.
Not to mention anything else, these two thousand people were on the road and had not yet arrived at their destination, they were afraid that half of them would be lost.
Who made this era, the human race be regarded as prey, cattle and sheep, maybe it was simply a demon race who passed by and didn’t like you, and was hungry, so he started to do it.
The probability of a single weak human race disappearing and suffering from victimization is not low when it is traveling.
When you arrive at your destination, it is also a problem to settle down.
Moreover, since you want to spread the fire, you must gain the trust of the local human race and silently look for seeds of cultivation of immortals. Without great prestige, the local seeds will definitely be presented to the demon clan as their relatives according to the old rules.
Among them, half of the fire transmissionists are afraid that they will not find a suitable inheritance object in their entire lives.
Only when it falls to the end is the possible success rate, with less than one-quarter remaining.
Of course, passing on fire is not just about inheriting the martial arts. They are also responsible for passing on human characters and classics to the tribe members, so they do not fight for the time being but for the rest of the world.
This requires Long Shiba and their descendants to protect the "fire pond", and to send fire transmissions to the outside world from generation to generation, so that the torch can be spread throughout the five continents.
This plan seems very simple, but it is completely filled by generations of Lingyun Sect disciples.
It is not a clever plan, but it is a stupid way. What I fear most is the word perseverance. It requires a group of fellow tribes who are willing to sacrifice for their tribe members, otherwise this plan will be a castle in the air.
Lu Ye finished talking to Long Shiba and his left-behind disciples.
Long Shiba said with red eyes.
"Don't worry, elder, we know."
"Every moment of our practice in the future, the tribesmen exchanged their blood for each of their tribes."
"If I have the honor of living until I die in the future, and have not fallen in the battle with the demon clan before, I must have dragged my body on the road of fire transmission before the deadline is approaching!"
"I swear to heaven! If I violate this vow, I curse me for not being able to enlighten my wisdom for generations!"
The disciples behind Long Shiba also swear to clarify their feelings.
Lu Ye nodded with relief.
"Okay, okay, it's all my good tribe members!"
The Thousand-faced Judge next to him was also excited, and he said in a hoarse voice.
"How can only disciples who are brave enough to sacrifice?"
"Can I, the head of the sect, hide behind with peace of mind?"
"I've posted this swearing too!"
"Before my deadline is approaching, I will go to the Demon Immortal City at Baisui Mountain to spread the fire!"
Lu Ye hurriedly patted the Thousand-Faced Judge on the shoulder, thinking that there is no need to be a big deal. We are the two of us in the future, so don’t take the initiative to get in front of the powerful demon clan.
Although this memory that is full of inappropriate minds is protected by the rules of the law of heaven, it is an anomaly after all. If it arouses the demon clan's alertness, it will be detrimental to the human cause.
Lu Ye comforted the remaining tribesmen's emotions, sent them away, and turned his head to find the Demon Baiyi Tree standing on the boat, with two eyes emerging on it, silently staring at them.
He hurriedly pulled the judge Qianmian to salute.
The Mo Baiyi Tree shook his body and turned back to his human body. His face was much paler than yesterday. It seemed that it was not costless to use the secret technique.
"You guys are doing something fast," he asked with a sigh, "have you set out today?"
Lu Ye smiled back.
"I'm not afraid of jokes from seniors."
"Our human race has been bullied for too long, and the demon race has ruled the earth for tens of thousands of years."
"We are not afraid of sacrifice, we are just afraid it is not worth it, we are walking on a dead end."
"The fire transmission plan you guided is a ray of light. For people in the dark, they will follow and catch them tightly, and even if they die, they will fall on the road to chase the light."
"Maybe I have seen the darkness and despair of the black, and I know that the treasure and difficulty of light are not easy."
"Now there is a chance to ignite myself and illuminate the tribe's people, so of course I am willing to work hard."
After hearing this, Mo Baiyi nodded slightly and suddenly said something without any end.
"If they had such an enlightenment back then, maybe the world had not yet turned over?"
The Thousand-Faced Judge couldn't understand.
Lu Ye knew that Mo Baiyi was feeling the embarrassment of how quickly the demons collapsed back then.
It seems that the demons may not have no strength to fight at that time, but they just lacked some warriors who dared to sacrifice.
Mo Baiyi stared at Lu Ye's sundial mark on his head.
"Nephew, what is the origin of the thing on your head?"
"Why do I look like a curse of time and space?"
Lu Ye's heart became tight and he became nervous immediately. When he saw Mo Baiyi again, he thought of the damn mark on his head.
You must know.
The Sundial Seal came from the battle between the two realms of human and demons, and was planted by a commander of the Great Perfection of the Yuanying Demons holding a spirit weapon.
So the question is.
The spirit weapon is a god-transforming spirit treasure, which should have been in the hands of the demons for a long time.
Now, Mo Baiyi looks like the ancestor of the new demon world, or the key figure.
Then he has never seen this sundial spiritual treasure?
If you have seen it, it would be strange if you don’t doubt your identity.
Of course, it may not have been seen before. Perhaps this spiritual treasure has not fallen into the hands of the demon clan at this time, or perhaps even in the hands of the demon clan, it is also in the hands of a noble family or a casual cultivator of the demon clan.
It is true that the devil is the most holy Mahayana.
But even if he is an immortal, he cannot really know the origin and veins of all things in the world, and be omniscient and omnipotent.
Immortals are just more powerful practitioners who have to leave this world.
Such a large sundial mark is covered by the head, Mo Baiyi is not blind, she has seen it, and now she asks, how should she deal with it?
(End of this chapter)