Chapter 219: Hasty yet reasonable

I looked up and saw that some evil spirits had spread far away. I would clean them up after I broke into the Demon God's Palace.

"Master, you smell even better." Xiwei said when she saw that she had adjusted herself.

"As a spiritual plant, you should like the scent of life, so you find it fragrant."

Xiwei put her hands on her hips and said proudly, "I'm so smart, hahaha. Following the Master must be the best decision I've ever made. Luckily, I'm shameless, hahaha!"

"Now you admit that you are shameless?" Bai Yao was in a joking mood at this time and teased.

"Little White Tiger, can't you just stop stabbing me? Your words sting more than the thorns on my body."

"Oh." Bai Yao stretched lazily. "Your thorns are just average. They can't hurt me anyway."

Song Ningshu was helpless. She knew it would be like this. There would be no peace around her from now on.

"Let's go." Song Ningshu pulled Qi Yangui and walked towards the inheritance hall first.

The temple is full of spirits and the silver light radiates divine charm. The stone pillars are engraved with lifelike reliefs of thousands of beasts, and the temple door is tightly closed.

The temple gate is engraved with images of various mythical beasts, so lifelike that they seem to come alive the next moment.

Bai Yao looked at a white tiger statue and touched it curiously.

Qi Yangui knocked on it to identify the sound, and the sounds he heard were very heavy.

"How do I open this door?" Jiang Sui input his spiritual power, but the door didn't move at all.

"Is it because I don't have enough spiritual power?" Song Anyu also input spiritual power.

Even when everyone input their spiritual power, it still couldn't be opened.

"There are no restrictions or formations here."

A flash of green flashed across Song Ningshu's eyes, and what he saw before him changed.

Finally, she bent her finger and pressed on the eyes of the Bai Ze statue, leaving a hole the size of two fingers with a key-shaped groove inside.

Jiang Sui took a look and praised: "Little Junior Sister is really amazing!"

"Key? Where can we find the key?" Lu Yilin leaned over.

Song Ningshu looked at Bai Yao.

"Here it is." Bai Yao took out the key he had obtained earlier and handed it to Song Ningshu.

"Master, we are a little lucky."

"A Yao is really awesome." If Bai Yao hadn't turned around, she would have missed the key and would have had to spend some effort to find it.

Song Ningshu inserted the key into the groove and the key turned automatically.

After a while, the door of the hall slowly opened.

Song Ningshu looked up and saw that the beams, pillars, roof, floor tiles, etc. in the hall were carved with hundreds of auspicious figures looking up, and the direction they were looking up was the throne in the hall.

Song Ningshu was stunned. This Demon God Temple felt very familiar to her, as if she had been here many times before. Even every floor tile looked familiar.

"What is the true form of the demon god?" Song Anran asked.

"The Demon God commands all beasts and is believed by all beasts." Gu Che's eyes were filled with awe. "He was born a god. He has no real body, but he can transform into anything. He can be a god, a spirit, a human, a demon, or a monster."

"Then why is he called the Demon God? He could be called the Spirit God, the Demon God, or something like that."

Gu Che was silent for a moment. "Because the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, the three symbols of wind, thunder and snow, and the demonic energy all have gods who control them, so he became a demon god."

"Ah? It's hasty yet reasonable." Lu Yilin couldn't help but say.

"Have you ever been to the Demon God Temple before?"

"No, not even our parents have been there. They weren't the Demon God's confidants, and the Demon God's confidants perished along with him. Even the Supreme Heavenly Dao fell asleep after resisting the foreign enemies."

"This is also our first time entering the Demon God Temple. Before, we only had a glimpse of it from afar."

"There doesn't seem to be any danger here. It's very quiet as soon as you come in." Jiang Qianliu withdrew his gaze from the relief on the ceiling of the hall and said.

"Although the gods protect the Nine Provinces, in my inherited memories, the Demon God Temple has a killing formation." Gu Che was also puzzled, "But now it feels too quiet."

"Could it be that the killing array has failed?"

"Unless the Demon God Temple collapses, the killing formation will remain ineffective."

"Is it also because of the aura of the gods?"

Everyone turned their eyes to Song Ningshu and Qi Yangui.

"I don't feel the power in my body." Qi Yangui shook his head.

"I don't have one either, but this place gives me a very familiar feeling." Song Ningshu said, glancing sideways.

"That's because..." Wen Xu took two steps, but was bounced away by a force before he could finish his words.

In an instant, the tranquil appearance in the Demon God Temple was broken, and the ground under everyone's feet began to shift, and traces of the formation appeared.

Everyone's eyes fell on Wen Xu.

Wen Xu: ...

He didn't know what was going on either! Why was it okay for other people to move around?!

Before the others could even speak, they were quickly separated and teleported to different spaces.

Qi Yangui, who was beside Song Ningshu, also disappeared.

Song Ningshu looked around and saw that there was no change. Everyone else around her had disappeared, and she was the only one still there.

Song Ningshu was silent for a moment.

On the four-square diagram, everyone's spiritual power points gathered around her, but she could not see any human figures.

Sensing that the other people's aura was still strong, Song Ning breathed a sigh of relief.

When she unfolded her pupil technique, there was no trace of a formation. Could it be that her attainments in pupil technique were not good enough?

Song Ningshu took a tentative step forward.

It's very normal, there is no change in the formation, and the surrounding scene is still the main hall.

I took a few more steps forward, but still nothing happened.

Song Ningshu just walked away casually. It seemed that this formation had no effect on her.

Song Ningshu slowly looked at the reliefs around him: the Ancestral Dragon, the Original Phoenix, the First Qilin, the Teng Snake, the Bai Ze, the Hou...

It feels so familiar.

Song Ningshu walked to the throne and raised his hand to touch the back of the throne.

No one knew what material the seat was made of, but it was a lustrous white with many intricate and ancient divine patterns on it.

Well, it looks nice. I kind of want to sit on it.

Song Ningshu thought about it and sat on it.

After sitting down, Song Ningshu was also stunned for a moment. Why did the action of sitting down feel so familiar?

Like I do this often.

A gentle force from the divine chair continuously flowed into Song Ningshu's body. Song Ningshu held his chin and knocked on the chair.

If she sits on it like this, wouldn't it be a bit disrespectful to the demon god?

Just as he was thinking, a shadow appeared in front of Song Ningshu, accompanied by overwhelming pressure.

It was a man, wearing a silver robe, silver hair, and silver eyes. He was very elegant and had a stunning appearance. On his forehead was a divine pattern that emitted a faint divine light.

Song Ningshu was startled and leaned back.

Seeing the little girl sitting on the throne, a smile spread across His lips. "I was wondering who was so bold as to sit on my throne. It turns out to be you, little girl."

No wonder the palace protection formation automatically avoided her.

When He smiles, the whole room becomes full of life.

When Song Ningshu saw Him, many memories suddenly flooded into his mind, and he blurted out the name, "Brother Xingwu."

Xing Wu leaned over and touched her face. "One hundred thousand years have passed, and the little dumpling has a soul now."