Chapter 75 The Seventh Lamp (1)

Bai Li has always been a demon king who doesn't care about other people's faces. He has been trained for many years by killing and fighting. He has always wanted to do what he wants, so the demon king who was thinking carefully about the contract was ignored by him.

The demon king Zhao Rong opened his mouth and thought about it for a moment. He felt that the demon king was very inattentive. People were discussing serious business. , he was honored as the Demon King, but in fact he was just a little tiger, so what could he do to others?

... In addition, he knew from the expression on the Sixth Master Shi that he had probably forgotten his words in a tangled manner.

Shi Wuyuan was held tightly by Bai Li's claws, unable to move at all, he could only twist his neck with difficulty, raised his hand and patted Bai Li's arm, and asked, "What?"

Bai Li was speechless, feeling very sad in his heart, but he couldn't describe it, he just lowered his head and his arms trembled slightly.

Shi Wuji was surprised for a while, and then he fell silent for some reason. His back was tightly against Bai Li's body, and he could feel the slight trembling and warmth coming from that person.

No one has ever asked him what the purpose of such an organization is, and he has never explained it to anyone else.

It's really useless to explain this kind of thing-because some words, even if they are said, are not necessarily understood by others, and they cause those who don't know about them to criticize them.

Later, Shi Wuyuan thought about it, and he understood a truth - different people always have different ways of living.

Some people are like weeds, and they are given one-third of an acre of land. There are tiles on the top to cover the wind, and a thatched mat underneath. There is a broken bowl and a table. Jade food, with that powdery wind and moon, can live like a flower. A little wind and rain can make him wither; some people are like eagles and falcons, no matter how good a place is, no one can keep his heart. He must be at ease, he must always walk on the road to different unknowns, and he must die if he is not free.

Everyone is instinctively pursuing what is most important to him, whether it is food and clothing, melting, freedom, ambition, or just a person's heart.

There are three, six, nine, and so on. In previous lives, they were carnivorous or herbivorous. After all, they were different. Shi Wuyuan sometimes feels that no one can truly understand another person.

Then when Bai Li hugged him from behind, Shi Wuyuan suddenly had an illusion that the other party understood. This made for a brief moment of confusion even though he knew it was most likely an illusion. The steady beating heart seemed to be caught by something, and paused for a beat.

Demon King Zhao Rong was fortunate to appreciate that Shi Liuye opened and closed his mouth several times, but he still didn't know what to say in the end, and at the end I saw him coughing and saying, "This is a big situation, it's getting late today, I see If the demon king is not in a hurry, you can rest in this mountain for a night, and we will discuss it tomorrow."

After speaking, Shi Wuyuan remembered the real owner of Dabodhi Mountain later, so he turned around and asked politely, "I wonder if I can disturb the big suzerain for one more night?"

The big sect master's face was full of smiles, and he thought to himself, if the dove wants to occupy the magpie's nest, does magpie dare to say a word?

The group stayed with Pope Mahayana. The next day, Zhao Rong finally reached an agreement with Shi Wuyuan. The two parted amicably and went to complete their roles. After half a month, Gu Huaiyang and Zhao Rong met privately with Huaizhou. It was hosted by Shi Wuyuan, assisted by Zha Xia Duanfang, and hosted a group of demons at Siyun Pavilion.

Descendants call this night the Night Banquet of the Demons. On the first day of the twelfth lunar month, it was established as the "Night Banquet Festival". On this day, it is said that hundreds of demons are rampant in the world, and the people sing joyously all night to entertain these big and small immortals. At the funeral and lantern festival, there are young men or young men who are famous in the workshop dressed as demons and perform shows every year.

Gu Huaiyang promised to extend the east, west, north, south and south of the Amu Grassland for 200 miles, turning it into a demonic territory, and made an oath that they would never violate each other. From now on, the demon clan must no longer be contaminated with human blood, otherwise they will be punished by thunder.

The demon king Zhao Rong pretended to sign his name on the contract he had already signed once. A light rose from Xia Duanfang's hand and turned into a chain, wrapping around the future human emperor and demon king. Ziwei Xing flew very fast. A stream of light flashed across the ground, and the huge Milky Way seemed to reverse the entire contract. The chain of light immediately turned into fire, fell on the contract, and instantly burned.

That night, Zhao Rong withdrew his army of 100,000 demons.

Bai Li wouldn't go out to watch this lively scene he knew it was a show, and he had to pretend that it never happened. Bai Li thought he couldn't do it. It was already deep in the night, so he turned off the lights in the room and closed his eyes. When the mind was like entering meditation, suddenly, a shadow flashed outside the door.

Bai Li suddenly opened his eyes and said in a low voice, "Who?"

A woman's voice came from outside, saying: "Little monster Bi Luoji, please ask the devil to talk to the king."

Bai Li opened the door, and the banshee outside the door shrank obviously under his gaze, and couldn't help but take a step back.

Bai Li asked coldly, "Demon King? What does Zhao Rong have to do with me?"

The banshee said in a trembling voice, "The little demon doesn't know."

Bai Li glanced at her, but did not embarrass her, but said lightly, "Lead the way."

The banshee hurriedly walked out, as if there was a flood behind her, making her dare not even turn her head back.

The banquet is still going on, and I don't know how Zhao Rong came out. He was waiting for him at a stone table in a small garden. The banshee brought Bai Li and looked at him eagerly. Zhao Rong said, "Bi Luo, It's none of your business, you go." Calling her to be amnesty, she ran away with a gust of wind under her feet.

"The devil sits," Zhao Rong said.

Bai Ligān said crisply: "No, if you have something to say, hurry up and let go."

Zhao Rong glanced at him, and stood up himself, expressing that he did not dare to make trouble in front of the devil, and said, "Since the devil is a happy person, I will not hesitate, think about it... In the current form, the devil is even I see, even if Yan Zhen is still stubbornly resisting, it is only a matter of time, General Gu has already defeated Datong City, and he will soon go to the capital."

Bai Li said nothing.

Zhao Rong put his hands on his back, turned his head to look at him, and said with his face that seemed to be full of eternal sorrow no matter how he looked at him: "I wonder if the devil has heard a word from the Tantric Buddhism - the sect of all demons and If the fortunes of the country are connected, the Demon Lord will not die, and the old country will be immortal."

Bai Li's eyes were like knives, almost gouging out Zhao Rong's face, he squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "What's wrong with you?"

Zhao Rong said: "Of course, this matter is mysterious, and those of us who are cultivators understand it in our hearts, but it only starts from the way of cause and effect. As long as the cause and effect of the year is broken, it doesn't matter - the birth of the devil is nothing more than the appearance of the esoteric sect. Adults and other practices, help the demon lord to tear apart the sect of ten thousand demons and recover thousands of shadow demons. As long as the demon blood and dust on the demon monarch return to dust, endure the pain of peeling skin and bones, downgrade to a demon, and abolish the peerless cultivation technique, It is also a way to make up for this cause and effect.”

Bai Li's face was the same as usual, he was not angry, he just looked at him silently and expressionlessly.

"I think Liu Ye planned to solve it this way." Zhao Rong glanced at him and said.

Bai Li said: "What do you want to say?"

Zhao Rong raised a smile on the corner of his mouth and said slowly: "The devil is like a mother, and his love is like the sea. He is willing to show his body and mind. Zhao admires it, but it's not worth it for the devil."

Bai Li sneered and said, "I now understand what the vulgar words in the market said - the demon king is really worried about eating radishes."

Zhao Rong raised his head, looked directly at him, and said, "Is the devil planning to break the boat, cut his own way, and go his own way?"

He knew that these words would touch on Baili's heartit is easy to change but the hearts of the old, who knows how those strong affections will be spent in the long sun and moon?

There is nothing constant in this world, not to mention the people who can't be seen or seen. They are all people who have struggled in a chaotic world. They know that under these three-footed gods, except for the sword in their hands, there is nothing to rely on. . The meaning of Zhao Rong's words is very clear - when you are so big, he still doesn't want to care about you, is it worth it to suffer so much for a person and abandon the things he depends on for survival?

Zhao Rong said softly: "The world is so important, and love is like a release. I don't mean anything else, I just hope that the devil will think twice before acting."

Bai Li's eyelids twitched slightly, and his icy gaze fell on Zhao Rong, but the demon king didn't dodge halfway, instead he saw the flickering wavering in Bai Li's eyes.

He sighed, no longer trying to provoke Bai Li, but took out a small bottle from his arms, the porcelain bottle glowed faintly in the moonlight, Zhao Rong pushed it gently and sent it to Bai Li, explaining : "This thing is called Lihenshui. It is said that one star is taken from the heaven of infatuation, and one scoop of tears is taken from the sea of ​​Lihen. It has been refined for thousands of years in the Nine Netherworld Fire to get a small bottle."

Bai Li casually took it and looked at it.

Zhao Rong continued: "If you drink this thing to a lover, it will make him change his mind, otherwise he will suffer the pain of being penetrated by a hundred ants."

Bai Li sneered and said, "I think it's something amazing, but it's just like the little tricks of the Miao people in the southern border."

Zhao Rong said sternly: "That's not true, the Miao people can only use Gu to put a worm in a person's body, and Li Hate Water is a seal, which is printed on the soul of a person. As long as a small bottle is needed, it will be detached from life to life. Outside of the Three Lives Stones, as long as the soul is not scattered, it will never be detached."

Even Bai Li couldn't help but get a pimple on his body.

Zhao Rong lowered his voice and said, "I'll be with the Demon Lord. It's inconvenient for me to leave the table for too long, so I won't say anything else."

Bai Li said: "Stop - what do you mean by giving me this?"

Zhao Rong paused for a while, looked back at him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Of course... In the coming year, I hope that Sixth Master can see the devil's sake and leave us more ways to survive."

Bai Li narrowed his eyes.

Zhao Rong said: "The sixth master's next step, with me and other mortals, there is no way to guess how he will do it. After the scattered Pope he accepted back then, he was already incorporated into the cavalry. Once everyone only saw him commanding Ruoding, and he would curse him. The combination of the magic formation and the samurai is an unparalleled tactic, but I don't know that it is not the result he wants. Now I know that the Pope is trained as a weapon, a team of soldiers, and asked them to develop the habit of prohibition. In this way, when Gu Huaiyang takes over the world, it will be easier to control."

"Who knows that if he cleans up the Pope today, he won't clean up my demon world tomorrow?" Zhao Rong said to himself, shaking his head, "In my opinion, he cleaned up all the powers, and naturally cleaned up this country. After the clean, the two sides don’t have to fight openly and secretly from now on, we can see that there will be three hundred years of peace and prosperity in the future. But what about after that?”

Zhao Rong shook his head and said, "It's always been like this. It's divided and merged. Only the number of qi is impermanent, and the beginning and the end turn. What if the spiritual qi of the Amu Grassland is exhausted in three hundred years? The dynasty can't live anymore? In the end, only the secret contract will be destroyed, and they will fight each other again."

Bai Li felt that these people simply couldn't live, and he had to worry about things three hundred years later.

Zhao Rong went on to say: "I can think of this, but if Shi Liuye can't think of it, it will be strange. Between the three, the human, the Tao and the demon, he must seek some kind of balance and restrain each other to be at ease. At present, it seems that this opportunity is only the devil. Zong. You drink this for him, and he will be involved in this new cause and effect. If... 'God' can't stay out of it, I don't believe he can still do it with ease."

"Also," Zhao Rong looked up at Bai Li, his eyes were frighteningly bright, "he will be yours forever."

Bai Li was shocked, Zhao Rong knew that his words worked, he smiled, turned around and left - he saw it, Bai Li was a seed of infatuation, but it was hard to say what Shi Wuyuan did. He was waiting here for Shi Liuye to beg him to remove the seal of hatred.