Chapter 276 Young Master, Fool.
After Xiao Mo returned from Kongnian Temple, tens of thousands of demonic cultivators flooded into the Buddhist territory.
Since the demonic sect has invaded Buddhist territory, all demonic cultivators are forbidden from harming ordinary people.
All dynasties must sign a treaty recognizing Xiao Mo as their ruler. If they disagree, the emperor must be killed and replaced with a willing one.
In addition, these demonic disciples would set up magic arrays in various cities to extract 20% of the existing life essence of the people.
As for those Buddhist temples...
If they are willing to surrender to Xiao Mo, acknowledge Xiao Mo as their master, and be governed by the Wan Dao Sect, then there will be no problem.
But if they disagree, you can kill them until they agree.
Many people can understand why Xiao Mo wants to become the ruler of the Western Regions and gather all the fortune of the Western Regions into his own body.
However, they could not understand why Xiao Mo would extract 20% of the life essence of ordinary people.
Some Buddhist temples surrendered immediately upon seeing the demonic sect's invasion.
Most Buddhist temples would put up some resistance, but when they saw Xiao Mo slash across the sky with his sword and felt the boundless pressure, they instantly lost the will to resist and submitted without hesitation.
In their eyes, no one in the world could withstand Xiao Mo anymore.
Xiao Mo's strength completely exceeded everyone's expectations.
It leaves one with nothing but despair.
Since that's the case, I might as well surrender to Xiao Mo.
He merely wanted to become the ruler of the Western Regions and concentrate the fortune of the entire Western Regions.
After Xiao Mo left, she continued her vegetarian diet and Buddhist chanting, waiting for an opportunity to rebel.
However, some Buddhist temples would rather die than acknowledge a demon lord as their master.
Xiao Mo actually quite admired these people.
Xiao Mo claimed to have killed them, but in reality, he bound their spiritual veins with Soul-Locking Nails, then tied them up and threw them into the dungeon.
These Buddhist monks, imprisoned in the dungeon, were even more confused.
Xiao Mo could have simply killed them.
Why would you spare your own life?
Regardless, the name of Xiao Mo, the ruthless killer, was known throughout the Western Regions, especially in Buddhist areas.
More and more people hate and fear Xiao Mo.
Even some of the demonic sect disciples wished Xiao Mo dead.
Because their evil magic cannot be practiced, once Xiao Mo discovers it, their only fate is to be annihilated.
But Xiao Mo didn't care at all.
Just one month after Xiao Mo invaded the territories of the ten major Buddhist sects, the Buddhist sects officially formed an alliance to jointly resist the Demonic Sect.
The problem is...
In past battles between Buddhas and demons, although each sect on both sides had a leader, the overall organization was quite loose.
Things are different now.
On the Demonic Sect's side, although there were far fewer cultivators in the Upper Three Realms, Xiao Mo alone was enough.
And precisely because of this, in the Demonic Sect, only Xiao Mo has the final say, and no one dares to disobey Xiao Mo's wishes.
Although the Buddhist community also formed an alliance, they elected the abbot of Kongnian Temple as the leader of the alliance.
However, each temple is relatively loosely organized and has its own interests and concerns.
Therefore, when the real battle broke out, compared to the demonic sect, the Buddhist sect was like a pile of loose sand.
Xiao Mo's army swept through the land like locusts, encroaching on one Buddhist temple after another.
Two years have passed.
All the Buddhist disciples in the Western Regions gathered in the southernmost part of the Western Regions, which is the area where Kongnian Temple is located.
None of the ten abbots of the ten major Buddhist temples have passed away.
They rarely even appear on the battlefield.
It seemed they knew they had no chance against Xiao Mo, and were secretly plotting something.
In response to this.
Xiao Mo didn't care.
In Xiao Mo's view, even if they resurrected the ancient gods, as long as the ancient gods had not reached the lost second realm, he could still kill those so-called gods with a single strike.
Another six months have passed.
Xiao Mo led the Demonic Sect army to garrison north of the Luo River.
South of the Luo River are all the disciples of Buddhism who are still resisting.
Tomorrow morning, Xiao Mo will cross the Luo River.
That will be my last battle.
At that time, I will be the ruler of the Western Regions, and everything I have been doing will be accomplished!
On the night before the great battle, Xiao Mo sat by the Luo River in a daze.
Looking at the surging river and listening to the sound of the water lapping against the bank, Xiao Mo's thoughts drifted, recalling all the experiences he had had in his life.
In any case, everything will be settled by tomorrow.
"Young master, you're still awake?"
Soon, Si Li's voice came over.
Wearing a light gauze dress, Si Li walked step by step towards Xiao Mo.
She gently stroked the hem of her skirt, the gauze skirt clinging to the woman's ripe peach-like curves, and slowly sat down beside Xiao Mo.
Si Li hugged her knees with both hands, her shapely and full thighs pressing against her towering breasts, which formed a beautiful curve.
"I'm not going to sleep. I want to see more of this world," Xiao Mo said.
"Ptooey! Ptooey! Ptooey!"
Si Li quickly spat a few times to the side, her charming eyes looking at the man beside her with a coquettish expression.
"What are you saying, young master? It's as if you're going to die tomorrow. You will definitely win tomorrow's battle!"
Xiao Mo simply smiled and said nothing.
Si Li was taken aback when she saw Xiao Mo's appearance.
I don't know why.
Si Li felt that the young master seemed extremely open-minded and gentle tonight.
It's like a long sword that's been sheathed, its previous chilling sharpness gone.
This young master is quite handsome.
“However, young master,” Si Li said, remembering something, “the abbots of the ten major Buddhist temples have not appeared in the past few years. I am worried that they must be doing something. You must be careful tomorrow.”
"I know, don't worry." Xiao Mo nodded. "I've never lost since I was born."
"That's true."
Si Li nodded.
So what if the abbots of those ten Buddhist temples have some kind of conspiracy?
Young Master is now at the peak of the Immortal Realm, and is even suppressing his cultivation level.
As long as you wish, you can ascend to the Ascension Realm at any time.
Even the ink stains have awakened, making the young master even more powerful.
Si Li couldn't think of anything that could stop the young master's steps.
Time passed by, and the two sat by the river. Surprisingly, Xiao Mo did not chase Si Li away.
The evening breeze gently caressed their clothes and tousled their hair. Si Li sometimes looked at the river and sometimes at the profile of the man beside her.
As she watched, Si Li's heart began to race, as if she wanted to say something but dared not utter it, her cheeks growing increasingly red.
Just then, the dark clouds parted, and the bright moonlight spilled onto the river, casting a soft, clear glow.
"Young master, look, the moon is so bright."
Si Li pointed to the bright moon in the sky, trying to ease the atmosphere before sincerely and earnestly expressing her feelings.
"Hmm." Xiao Mo nodded, as if he knew what Si Li was going to say next, and he spoke first, "It is quite bright, but being bright is useless."
Si Li was slightly taken aback, not understanding what the young master meant.
“It’s bright even if it’s useless!” Si Li said stubbornly, puffing out her cheeks.
Xiao Mo smiled and patted her head: "Silly girl."
Si Li pouted, burying half her face in her knees, and muttered softly, "Young Master, you idiot."
(End of this chapter)
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