"Why is there the aura of one of my subordinate grass-root gods within you?!"
Zhao Xiao got excited and, disregarding everything else, grabbed Sun Meimei's shoulders with both hands.
The Three Thousand Grass Gods were his subordinates for thousands of years, and also his brothers!
Many myths say that Erlang Shen is a heartless and fickle person who only cares about his celestial hound and his Meishan brothers, but he doesn't know that Yang Jian treats every one of his three thousand grass-root gods as his brothers!
He waged war for thousands of years, and not a single one of his three thousand grass-root gods died.
It's because all the gods in the heavens and earth know very well that if one of the grass-root gods dies, Erlang Shen will have to fight to the death!
Fang Zong observed Zhao Xiao's excited expression. The emotion was genuine, extremely agitated, to the point that he had even forgotten about Fang Zong and didn't care about his own life.
He shook his head, grabbed Zhao Xiao's hand, and snapped, "Speak slowly!"
Zhao Xiao nodded deeply and slowly began to tell the story.
It turned out that he sensed the aura of a grass god on Sun Meimei. Although he had three thousand grass god subordinates, which was a large number, he cared about and was searching for each and every one of them. Even if he forgot himself, he could not forget the aura of these grass gods.
He whispered, "It's just an aura; it seems to have been swallowed up, rather than awakened."
As he spoke, he stared at Sun Meimei with a murderous look on his face.
You've misunderstood her.
Fang Zong knew Zhao Xiao's thoughts. He felt that Sun Meimei had devoured his brothers. He knew that Sun Meimei did not have the ability to devour living people. The only reason she had the aura of the Grass God was that there was only one possibility.
“Sun Meimei has consumed the essence of women; those girls were killed by infanticide.”
Once Fang Zong explained the matter of infanticide, Zhao Xiao understood.
He knew about infanticide, and he also knew that infanticide would devour the essence of women to strengthen himself. After the infanticide died, the remaining traces of female essence were eaten by Sun Meimei to heal her wounds, naturally carrying the aura of those women.
That is to say, among the dead women, one was one of the three thousand grass-headed gods under his command.
"Fine, I'll pretend you're her. I hope you live on in her place, and live a beautiful life..."
Zhao Xiao's face was full of bitterness. He felt that Sun Meimei was just a continuation of one of his brothers. He was disheartened, but there was also new hope.
Before he could finish speaking, a light suddenly shone from Sun Meimei's body, and a woman eight feet tall, wearing armor, holding two swords, knelt down on one knee with a stern expression!
Sun Meimei was panicked and didn't know what had happened.
She glanced at the illusory figure appearing on her body, then at Zhao Xiao, and finally at Fang Zong. She felt relieved and stood beside him.
At this moment, the eight-foot-tall female phantom raised her head, her face still expressionless, as if devoid of consciousness.
But he looked intently at Zhao Xiao and said, "I will never leave you for a thousand years, nor abandon you for ten thousand."
Zhao Xiao's eyes instantly turned red, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "I will never leave you for a thousand years, and I will never abandon you for ten thousand years!"
The female phantom laughed heartily, yet stiffly lowered her head again. She spoke mechanically, as if she had only one thought left, her voice distant and ancient, seemingly originating from the heavens of antiquity, stretching to the present day, never to perish.
She declared resolutely, "We, the Eight Trigrams, obey the mandate of Heaven and welcome the Lord! From this day forward, we will never disobey the Lord's commands, never leave the Lord's side, and swear our loyalty!"
"Thump!"
Zhao Xiao knelt down on both knees.
The mighty Erlang Shen Yang Jian, who would be mortal enemies if made to kneel and swear a solemn oath before being allowed to leave, actually knelt down on both knees and fell at the feet of the female phantom, weeping uncontrollably like a child who had lost his home!
"Eight-pointed star anise!" he cried out to the sky, tears streaming down his face.
At this moment, the female phantom slowly blurred, turning into wisps of smoke that returned to Sun Meimei's body.
Zhao Xiao suddenly turned his head and stared intently at Sun Meimei...
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"So, Erlang Shen Yang Jian is now tied to your chariot?"
For the next few days, Zhao Xiao and Sun Meimei were inseparable. Sun Meimei no longer needed to cultivate with Xue Nuo; Zhao Xiao personally taught him, treating him like a master and a father.
Xue Nuo's fair hands gripped the power cord, her body crackling and flashing, an ice cream cone dangling from her mouth, as she asked Fang Zong somewhat indistinctly.
Fang Zong just came out of Li Xiaoran's room, looking like he had been through a lot: "Hmm."
"Then what about the Heavenly Court?" Xue Nuo rarely used her little brain.
Fang Zong looked at Xue Nuo in surprise: "Don't worry about the Heavenly Court. I asked Zhao Xiao. There hasn't been a Heavenly Court group or anything like that among those gods. The strongest right now should be the Ghost Killing Team, then the Dao Alliance, the Nine Heavens Rebirth Group of monsters, and then those dark, broken things of ghosts. By the way, why are you starting to think about things?"
Xue Nuo said with a wronged expression, "You slept with Sister Xiaoran, so you two will be on the same page from now on. I don't need to use my brain because I'm afraid you'll bully me."
Fang Zong: "..."
He simply ignored Xiao Xuenuo and walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window to look at the entire Dragon Valley School.
Hu Batian had already absorbed all the power of the little demons and reached the peak of the sixth level of the magic level. He was playing with the green turtle. Zhao Changle and Lin Qiaoyu, along with a bunch of spirit ghosts, patrolled the campus with Chen Wudi and several other great generals. Then there was Miao Ying, who had rapidly advanced to the magic level. Wearing a large black cloak, she flew high in the sky above the campus like a bat.
Miao Ying is the senior demon in the entire school. She is in charge of the student council, which means she is in charge of supervising which student is not cultivating seriously.
Then there are the demons like Daji in Chenjia Village, plus the terrifying Erlang Shen...
Fang Zong suddenly realized that, without realizing it, his Dragon Valley had become so powerful.
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