"How to choose?"

"Yes... On one hand, there is the formation foundation that can unlock the formation and rituals, and on the other hand, it is a child who has only known me for a month. As a great Master Wuhuo, you also know the truth that [kindness cannot command an army] and that you should make ruthless choices, right? Of course, no matter how you choose, it's all fine."

Huang Yao smiled.

Her eyes glowed with a faint golden color. As the descendant of Bai Ze, Qi Wuhuo was a cultivator whose realm was much lower than hers. He could roughly see everything in the past, even what happened in the dream and his code of conduct.

The young Taoist replied coldly:

"I have said it many times, she is herself, I have no right, no one has the right."

"What to buy or sell."

Huang Yao narrowed his eyes and said in a gentle and soothing tone, "So, you are unwilling to accept the foundation of my formation?"

The young Taoist did not answer. Huang Yao knew there was nothing to talk about, but she felt a little regretful. She glanced at the place not far away where the little Pengcao was hidden by her using her magical powers. She originally wanted the little Pengcao to hear Qi Wuhuo's choice and other things with her own ears. She wanted to use this benefit to force Qi Wuhuo to show his ugly behavior, so that the little Pengcao could change his mind.

Really follow her lead.

Unfortunately, even though I know the chances of success are slim, I still feel a little regretful when I fail.

But when he was about to leave, he was stopped by the young Taoist priest: "Wait a moment."

Huang Yao stopped and looked back, with a little bit of anger from not having succeeded, and asked with a smile:

"Oh? Master Wuhuo, do you have any other advice?"

Qi Wuhuo took a step forward, bowed slightly, took a deep breath, and said, "I want you to take care of the little Pengcao."

Huang Yao's eyes were slightly surprised, and he subconsciously glanced at the hidden little fellow, and then said:

"Hmm? Take care of her, what do you mean?"

Qi Wuhuo replied in a warm voice, "I am only a real person, I am not strong enough, if Yao Sheng wants to kill me, it will only take one move."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to protect her in the ritual battle that follows."

"And during this period of time, I saw your attitude towards her. I believe you have great kindness towards Little Pengcao."

Huang Yao said slowly: "So you want me to protect her?"

She thought about it and asked deliberately:

"Then why don't you agree to the deal I just mentioned? You can get enough benefits."

The young Taoist was silent for a while, thinking of the teacher who pulled him back from purgatory, and replied in a gentle voice:

"It's different in nature. Very different."

"Because I want her to know that she is unique in this world and not a commodity to be sold."

"Someone, at least, I never treat her as a commodity."

"So I hope that she will respect herself and love herself. No matter what the situation is, she should not abandon her identity as a human being and should not regard herself as a commodity. If I enjoy the benefits she gets by selling her future and teach her to love herself under the pretext of high-sounding words, then what am I?"

"I was just enjoying the so-called moral superiority, but in fact, I still regarded her as a commodity. That's what a hypocrite is. Actions speak louder than words."

“A gentleman’s words are not correct, and his words are not in harmony. This is the case.”

The little puff grass hiding behind the wall opened its eyes wide and heard the calm voice of the young man behind it. For some reason, it felt its nose a little sour and its heart a little blocked. It felt so uncomfortable.

Huang Yao stared deeply at the young Taoist in front of him: "So, you want to trade with me?"

"What can you offer in return?"

Qi Wuhuo looked at her calmly and said, "I know your purpose."

“Also know what you cannot do because of your position.”

"Then, this time, I will be the Taoist without any doubt."

"I am willing to be your pawn."

Little Pengcao covered his mouth with his hands. For some reason, everything he saw became blurry.

Tears fell in big drops.

Wanting to burst into tears, but not daring to do so, Huang Yao stared at the young Taoist in front of him, and finally just sighed and said lightly: "You, are very good..." Sensing the intense emotions of the little pampas grass over there, the arrogant and willful demon saint finally softened his heart, sighed in his heart, and said lightly:

"Then why don't you come with her and follow me? At least you can survive."

"If I can protect her, I can protect you."

"Unless someone at the Four Imperial Level takes action personally, you will be fine."

This sentence was said lightly, but it was calm and domineering. The young Taoist shook his head and said:

“No need.”

Huang Yao frowned, his kindness was rejected so easily, he said calmly: "You also know that you can't protect her, I might as well explain things clearly. You walked into the disaster of this era, not to mention your realm of true person, even if you are an immortal with three flowers gathered at the top of your head, if you are involved in these things, you will only be reduced to ashes."

"Isn't it the demeanor of a wise man to know how to judge the situation?"

"Aren't you stupid if you insist on putting yourself in danger?"

"Every living being wants to live. Don't you have the same desire?"

The young Taoist smiled and replied, "Judging the situation is the style of a wise man. Therefore, there is no so-called 'wise man' like you who can do the incredible things in the world. And over the years, there have been so many incredible things, countless miracles and feats. Could it be that you knew from the beginning that you would win and there would be no risks?"

"Aren't they all accomplished by people like me, who are trying to stop a chariot with a mantis arm and overestimating their own abilities?"

"If the ancestors of our human race all thought that this matter was too dangerous and could not be done, then the world today would still be divided among the various kings like it was ten thousand years ago, right?"

The young Taoist said, "As for the desire to survive that you mentioned, of course I have it. All living things do not want to die and will do anything to survive. To be honest, this is the instinct of all living things, just like the instinct to kill, just like the instinct to pursue desires. Some living things will pursue these instincts and believe that this is their own will."

“This is my true self.”

"But this is nothing more than a [beast] that has sunk into its own desires."

The young Taoist looked at the demon saint in front of him and said, "Even a newborn baby has the instinct to eat and the instinct to survive. Even if my consciousness, Qi Wuhuo, dissipates, my body still remains active, and my body will desire to kill, to eat, and to survive. So, is this the instinct of my body, or is it me, Qi Wuhuo's will?"

"If these things are my will, then why did the self-awareness called Qi Wuhuo disappear?"

"My body will still try to live?"

"And if these are not my will, then what is the real [me]?"

"Let me show you my path, demon saint."

"Killing by instinct is just the instinct of wild animals, while knowing how to restrain the will to kill is [me]; becoming stronger by any means necessary to survive is just like the wildness of wolves chasing for better food rights and competing for the title of wolf king; being able to control one's own instincts and not attack innocent people is one's own will."

The young Taoist pointed at himself and said calmly, "If I were a beast, I would attack the opposite sex of the right age in order to reproduce. But I am a human, so I know how to restrain myself. I know that I should start from emotion and end with etiquette. Order does not come from external constraints, but from the control of oneself. This is cultivation."

"Knowing that there will be danger and that one may die, yet still going forward without hesitation, this is human nature."

"Even wild animals can follow their instincts and live freely."

"But only humans have the will to transcend the nature of beasts."

“To make [me] superior to me, this is to cultivate me, this is my way.”

The young Taoist still remembers what the gentleman he met said during the disaster when he was swept away by the madness of human nature.

"It's a human, not an animal."

Huang Yao looked at the young Taoist in front of him, sensing that pure aura, and suddenly sighed slightly, saying with a complex emotion: "Even if you and "Him" have no past grudges, you will inevitably be hostile to each other in the future. I just saw thousands of possible futures, but no matter which future it is, there will be fighting between you."

“Our paths are similar, yet completely different.”

"It's sad, but also gratifying, but also very regrettable..."

Huang Yao turned around and said calmly: "I agree to your request."

"in addition……"

She shook her hand and threw something towards Qi Wuhuo, a streak of light. Qi Wuhuo raised his hand to catch it, but the light suddenly shattered when it touched his palm and turned into countless brilliant lights that flew into his brows. It was an extremely huge demon clan formation structure, and it was definitely not the foundation that Huang Yao mentioned. In other words, she changed her mind.

The formations of these demon clans finally came together with the last link. In Qi Wuhuo's mind, the demon clan formations, sword formations, and Buddhist formations were all broken apart and pieced together to form the ritual formation of the Blue Lion. But now, this formation that was originally difficult to break suddenly seemed to have nodes appearing one by one.

Although it still requires a huge amount of deduction work.

Although there are still extremely huge difficulties, it is no longer impossible.

The young Taoist bowed slightly and said, "Thank you very much."

"Besides, I'm not going to die here, I'm going to survive."

The young Taoist's gaze was calm and powerful:

"When the time comes, I will go pick up Little Pengcao...if she is willing to go with me."

Huang Yao waved his hand and said, "It's up to you."

The fourth-ranked demon saint among the demon saints returned to his residence and remained silent for a long time. Then he picked up a pen and wrote a letter, briefly recording what had happened. The words disappeared immediately after they were written. In an instant, they were passed to the powerful Demon King who could be called Yu, who was now balancing the Thunder Department of Heaven and the other great saints.

The letter was later made public, revealing some of the former secrets of the demon clan and also mentioned the wise and brave people.

It is said that a man who is brave in blood will turn red when angry; a man who is brave in pulse will turn blue when angry; a man who is brave in bone will turn white when angry;

Only a brave man can remain calm even when he is angry.

There are four types of heroes in the world.

The first type of heroes wield their swords against the weak, using their strength to bully the weak, and never take risks. Therefore, they are undefeated. The so-called heroes are just bullies who are afraid of the strong and are just in name only.

The second type of hero is full of desire to fight and can defeat opponents of equal strength.

Such people can be called brave and courageous.

The third type of hero is the one who always challenges opponents stronger than himself and wins.

Such people can be called the bravest in the world.

The Demon King asked casually, "What about the fourth category?"

Huang Yao suddenly thought of the young man, and after a long while, he picked up his pen and wrote: "The fourth category."

"I am an insignificant person, an ordinary person, but I will not retreat when I encounter a strong enemy. I will use my sword to help others, and I will be able to turn the tide and save the city from collapse."

"I don't know yet."

The Demon King's words were calm and dignified: "Is it that person, Qi Wuhuo? Can he do it?"

Huang Yao said: "Perhaps, no, it can definitely delay the Blue Lion's breakthrough ritual."

The words of the Demon King were calm, but the content was already a little bit admiring: "With the body of a real person, you postponed the ritual of the Great Saint."

"If that's the case, it's considered the fourth category."

"He is a brave man, unrivaled in the world."

"You can introduce me to him."

That's just a brief talk about that name.

It was the name Qi Wuhuo, not Tai Shang Xuanwei, not Bei Ji ** Mo, that appeared for the first time in the eyes of the high and mighty chess player; he entered the game himself and indirectly stirred up the situation in the six realms, making people marvel at the ability and magnanimity he displayed, which seemed to be no inferior to the Demon Saint Huang Yao, the Blue Lion Great Sage, and even the Dongyue Emperor, these heroes who had experienced a long time.

Later people looked at the meaning of the name with longing, and only then did they realize after watching the turbulent battle.

This man, who entered the game with his own will and clarity of mind, was just a sixteen-year-old boy who had practiced Taoism for several years.

That's not a **demon.

It is not the name of Tai Shang Xuan Wei.

This name is known to the Demon King, and he has no doubts about Qi.

This means that when you act in this life, you should never have any doubts.

The demon clan's formation had completed its integration in the eyes of the young Taoist priest. Qi Wuhuo, who mastered the demon clan's formation, the Buddhist Taizang formation, and the Daojun sword formation at the same time, suddenly increased the speed of breaking and modifying the formation. The original progress had no chance of success at all, but now it was as if with divine help, and after another ten days, it had been pushed forward to 50%.

Therefore, Qi Wuhuo's original plan to forcibly stimulate the birth of the holy fetus's spiritual power after interrupting the ritual was shelved.

Although it was stranded, a large number of extremely complicated formations were attached around this ritual, which were set up by the Emperor Dongyue who was an expert in the earth veins. Before Qi Wuhuo took the last step on his own initiative, it was just like a decorative pattern. However, as long as Qi Wuhuo completed the last step of the formation himself, it would immediately turn into a formation set up by the emperor himself.

Used to accelerate the transformation of the holy fetus.

Emperor Dongyue asked in confusion: "But how are you going to urge the formation?"

The young Taoist said: "...Use the sound of the zither. At that time, I will be a zither player and play the zither. That will be the best opportunity."

"only……"

He thought of the destruction of Buddha and beheading of the emperor in the Qinyin Pavilion.

The sound of the Fierce Harp was enough to forcibly activate the power of the sword formation, but for the sake of safety when entering, it was placed in the Harp Pavilion. The current Tianhe River Su was naturally a very remarkable famous harp, but compared with the one that could destroy Buddha and kill the emperor, it was still far inferior.

Just when Qi Wuhuo returned to the yard, he suddenly heard a familiar voice: "Aqi Aqi!"

"Woo woo woo, I finally found you!"

The young Taoist and Little Pengcao both looked towards the window, and saw the little peacock Qi Yuntun flapping its wings and flying over quickly. It took nearly ten days to learn the Western Magic Power. Then the old man laughed heartily, as if he had let go of some regrets. After that, the little peacock flew for a long time in one breath, circled the place all over, and finally found the young Taoist.

In other words, the small pampas grass was found.

The little pampas grass has been very well-behaved recently and is no longer as hostile to Huang Yao. It just sometimes looks at the ripples on the water with a lonely look. The little peacock Qi Yuntun first flew around the little pampas grass for a few circles, and then pounced on Qi Wuhuo. The sound of his voice mixed with the peacock's calls, and it was obvious that he was extremely excited.

"Wonton, how did you get here?"

The little peacock said: "Ah? I, I'm worried about you, Aqi!"

The Taoist young man comforted the little peacock for a long time, and the little peacock, who had never left Qi Wuhuo so far since birth, finally calmed down. The Taoist young man asked, "What happened after I left?"

The little peacock told the story again.

Qi Wuhuo seemed to be thinking: "Map, and... Hei Wuchang, listen carefully..."

"Blue Lion..."

The little peacock stood on Qi Wuhuo's shoulder, rubbed the young Taoist's cheek, and said, "What's wrong, Aqi?"

"Nothing, just Wonton, are you a little fat?"

The young Taoist smiled as usual and pointed to his shoulder: "It's a little sore."

The little peacock opened his eyes wide: "Huh? Have I grown up again?"

It became happy: "Eating more is good for you!"

"Oh, by the way, Aqi, I also brought you something!"

The young Taoist was puzzled as the little peacock soared into the air, and compared to the past, it was more skillful in calling upon its own Qi. It opened its mouth and spit out a stream of light, which spread out. A zither and a sword appeared in the sky together, and then suddenly fell down. The sound of the zither was murderous and domineering, while the sword was heavy and restrained, emitting a sinister murderous intent.

!!!

The young Taoist's eyes were filled with surprise and he couldn't help but smile:

“Well done, wonton!”

"Hehe, that's it!"

The little peacock stood proudly on Qi Wuhuo's shoulder and raised his head.

It felt very happy to be able to help Qi Wuhuo.

The praise from the young Taoist priest instantly made Little Peacock feel that all the efforts and searches over the past ten days were worth it!

The young Taoist looked at the sword and the zither with a calm look in his eyes. The sword and the zither completed the last link of the ritual. Next, all that was left was to complete the formation. Little Pengcao, who seemed much more cheerful recently, looked at the zither, but for some reason, he suddenly felt a little strange.

She had also seen this zither in Qinyin Pavilion, but she had no feeling at that time.

But it was different now. After she had secretly hidden herself away and cried for a while that day, and then returned to the young Taoist priest, her heart seemed to have been relieved of a heavy burden and she became much more relaxed. At this moment, she was lively and subconsciously reached out and touched the zither.

Buzz——

A long beep.

Qi Wuhuo was slightly startled and subconsciously lowered his head, and saw that a string of the "Destroy Buddha and Kill the Emperor" zither suddenly lit up, and then, complex patterns and flowing light directly swept across the entire zither.

The ancient divine weapons suddenly sounded by themselves, emitting a brilliant and magnificent aura.

It was as if a sleeping beast had finally awakened.

Or maybe the long-forgotten magic weapon once again meets the person it once swore to protect.

Therefore, he bared his fangs and claws, revealing an unrivaled murderous intent.

Divine weapons: destroy the Buddha and kill the emperor.

wake!