How come there is human blood on Chongyang'er's body?
Gently wiping the blood from his fingertips, Xia Ming did not choose to continue his retreat.
Step by step, with Ye Hen's blessing, Xia Ming walked out of the retreat silently.
The moment he walked out of the retreat, thousands of incense and candlelight traces flew towards Xia Ming at a rapid speed.
Without rushing to absorb those incense and Dao traces, Xia Ming's mind slowly probed into the Dao traces.
Most of the traces of incense and Taoism are accompanied by obsessions and demands, and if you want something, you will get it.
It doesn't matter if you don't listen, but Xia Ming can tell the problem when he hears it.
[May the immortal bless me! May my fortune flourish. I will share my gains with you 70% of the proceeds.]
[May the immortal bless me! May I get promoted and become rich! May I not be caught for corruption and bribery! ]
[God bless me! May I be able to hunt a magical animal this time I go up the mountain! ]
[May the Immortal bless me! May I kill someone without being discovered! ]
[May the immortals bless you! May the coming year be blessed with good weather and good harvests! ]
……
At this moment, Xia Ming just realized the fatal flaw of the incense method.
There is actually no good or bad in the way of incense. Incense is just the desire of all living beings.
Interestingly, the traces of incense and Taoism of those who do evil are the most intense.
The more they ask for, the more incense they offer.
They are greedier than anyone else, and they are more fearful than anyone else.
They are more eager for protection from the unknown.
Such a complex avenue of incense and worship helped Xia Ming to become a god.
But those Dao marks also bound Xia Ming here firmly.
The way of incense is a double-edged sword.
In the long run, the harm caused by incense is greater than the short-term benefits.
It was those constantly accumulated traces of incense and Taoism that prevented Xia Ming from achieving Mahayana.
Looking at the endless traces of incense and Taoism, a very special desire suddenly flashed before Xia Ming's eyes.
[The head of Dongsang begs the Immortal for mercy. Can the tribute from Dongsang Town be reduced? ]
[Dongsang Town has already offered sacrifices three times this year, begging for mercy from the Immortal. ]
Tribute?
What tribute does Dongsang Town have to pay?
As soon as this appeal emerged, it was drowned out by thousands of other appeals.
The vast traces of incense and fire even obscured Xia Ming's perception.
He could not hear the pulse of the mountains and rivers, he could only hear the endless appeals.
This way of becoming a god has deviated from the original intention.
If someone took advantage of the incense and fire to do evil, Xia Ming would probably not be able to detect it.
His eyes suddenly turned cold, and Xia Ming rushed straight to Dongsang Town in Xilingchuan.
He wanted to see what this so-called tribute was!
The grass-headed god of Dongsang Town is a mixed-blood black dragon.
This guy made great contributions to dredging the river back then.
Xia Ming promised him a grass-headed god.
When Xia Ming walked into the Black Dragon Cave, he saw an extremely cruel scene.
In that cave, the black dragon grass-headed god was eating people with relish.
He ate so carefully.
He carefully swallowed every inch of bone and blood.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The crisp sound of flesh and bones bursting echoed in the dead silent hall.
What is even more terrifying is that there are several trembling women curled up in the corner of the hall.
Their hands and feet were bound, their mouths were gagged, and they had no cloth to cover themselves.
Looking at the horrifying scene not far away, they could only tremble.
While the black dragon was eating people, it was also looking towards the corner.
Licking the blood at the corner of his mouth, the black dragon looked very proud.
"How beautiful! How beautiful!"
"Ten people eat one, so what?"
"I want one more, do they dare not give it to me?"
"Do they dare to offend the True Immortal?"
"Hehe! It's really nice to sit under a big tree and enjoy the shade!"
"If there were no real immortal to bear the consequences, how could I dare to eat like this?"
"Another three years! No! Just one year! I can also achieve Nascent Soul cultivation!"
Just as the black dragon stretched out its big hands and was about to grab the women.
Xia Ming's figure emerged and stood directly in front of the black dragon's big hand.
The moment he saw Xia Ming, the black dragon was also startled.
When the flood was quelled that year, this guy had seen Xia Ming from afar.
He quickly knelt on the ground, with the black dragon's head pressed against the ground.
"Greetings, Your Majesty!"
"Your Excellency... why are you here?"
"Your Majesty! I didn't cheat at all!"
"I...I have always followed the rules!"
Xia Ming raised his hand to suppress the man-eating black dragon, murderous intent in his eyes.
"Rules? What rules?"
"Is this the tribute you collected?"
"Who asked you to collect tribute? Whose orders did you follow?"
The cold voice echoed in his ears, and the black dragon's body shuddered again.
"Your Excellency! Your Excellency! Isn't this what you meant?"
"You were the one who passed the order down through the ranks! Have you forgotten?"
"You said that humans are the essence of heaven and earth, and the Dao marks of humans are the Dao marks of the universe!"
His eyes turned cold and Xia Ming pressed hard with his big hand.
The next moment, the endless sharp edge directly chopped the black dragon into a ball of dirty blood.
Then, following the branch of the man-eating black dragon, Xia Ming traced all the way back to its source.
From the lord of ten miles, he killed the lord of a hundred miles, from the lord of a hundred miles, he killed the lords of the mountains and rivers!
What makes Xia Ming feel sick is that this so-called tribute system has penetrated into every inch of mountains, rivers and streams.
Not only the demons are involved, but the humans are also enjoying it!
He, Xia Ming, actually became the leader of the three evils!
All the mountain lords in the Central Region are Xia Ming’s grass-headed gods!
All the fierce tigers in the mountains were raised by Xia Ming.
All the river lords in the Central Region are Xia Ming’s loyal followers!
All the dragons in Sichuan must serve him as their master!
And those evil people in the mountains and rivers are all lackeys who work for Xia Ming.
Who is the person of the three evil ways? He, Xia Ming, is the real person of the three evil ways!
Coming to Wei San'e's tombstone again, Xia Ming clenched his fists tightly.
As time passed, the huge stone tablet collapsed.
The stone tablet broke into two pieces.
[Tao] was cracked, [man] was shattered, only the [three evils] remained standing.
Following the winding tribute veins, Xia Ming finally arrived at the largest Zhenxian Temple.
Regardless of day or night, the incense burning at Zhenxian Temple is at its peak.
The incense burning high into the sky covered the entire sky.
In the shadow of the True Immortal, the three evils are rampant.
Xia Ming saw such a scene in the underground secret realm of the Zhenxian Temple.
A woman in a white robe was kneeling respectfully in front of Chongyang'er.
Next to the woman in white robe was a well-dressed man in black robe.
"Venerable Chongyang, this is the tribute for this year's True Immortal Day."
"Please accept it, Your Excellency."
"Zuo Chang! This is not a tribute at all! This is clearly a person!"
Listening to Chongyang'er's roar, Zuo Chang still had a smile on his face.
"Venerable Chongyang is dazzled. This is not a human."
"This is Kong Ming Dao Mark. The Dao Mark is condensed and solidified into a human form. This is a great medicine."
"Zuo Chang! Don't try to fool me! This is clearly a human! Father said that we cannot eat humans!"
"My lord, my lord, this is the body of the Great Dao, and the body of the Great Dao is not a human being!"
"The Tao body is not a human being?"
"Hmm."
"How dare I deceive your Excellency?"
A man and a tiger looked at each other in silence.
At this moment, the woman in white robe also bowed respectfully towards Chongyang'er.
"Reporting to Lord Chongyang."
"The empty and bright body is not a human..."
"The empty and bright body is a tribute to the Venerable."
After taking a deep look at the woman, Chongyang'er with a gloomy gaze slowly stretched out his big hand.
Just when Chongyang was about to touch the woman, the hair all over his body suddenly stood up.
At that moment, Chongyang felt like his heart and liver were about to burst and his soul was about to collapse!
Immediately afterwards, under Yu Zuochang's shocked gaze, Chongyang'er actually knelt down in front of the woman.
With his forehead pressed tightly against the ground, Chongyang'er's huge body was shaking like a sieve.
Looking at this scene, Zuo Chang was also shocked.
"Why did the Venerable react like that? Did he see a ghost?" "No! Even a ghost can't scare him!"
"Could it be that……"
"Is His Majesty coming out of seclusion?!"
When he was frightened, Zuo Chang saw the traces of Dao flowing on the woman's back.
Dao Hen continued to tangle, and a figure wrapped in terrifying pressure quietly emerged.
Just as Zuo Chang was about to kneel down, Xia Ming had already raised his hand and struck out.
At this moment, the Yin-Yang Avenue in Zuo Chang's body suddenly collapsed.
The yin and yang were out of balance, the foundation of Taoism collapsed, and Zuo Chang became a useless person.
Regardless of his internal injuries, Zuo Chang also knelt down.
Looking at Chongyang in front of him, Xia Ming spoke.
"How many times have you eaten this kind of tribute behind my back?"
"Nine...nine times..."
"Good! Good! Good!"
Under the Zhenxian Temple, Xia Ming pulled out Chongyang'er's nine Taoist bones.
There is a resentful aura clinging to every Taoist bone.
The way of incense is very poisonous!
During the bone-extracting process, Chongyanger did not dodge at all.
He just endured the pain of bone pulling.
It hurts so much that my five fingers are embedded in the ground and my teeth are broken into pieces.
Even so, Chongyanger still endured it.
Looking at the nine bloody Taoist bones in front of him, Chongyang'er's eyes were dark.
After Xia Ming forcibly extracted nine of his Taoist bones, Chongyang'er's Taoist power suddenly declined.
The Venerable Chongyang, who used to have great magical powers and a tall and strong body, now finds it difficult to maintain his human form.
After dealing with Chongyang'er, Xia Ming then looked at Zuo Chang who instigated cannibalism.
The Zuo clan in the Central Region is truly a great evil!
By using the tribute system, the Zuo family eliminated dissidents and won over the lords of the mountains and rivers. It can be said that their intentions were malicious.
Seeing this scene, Zuo Chang knew that Xia Ming was determined to kill him and there was no way to stop him.
Therefore, Zuo Chang was not afraid at all, but laughed out loud.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Are you really determined to kill me?"
"How many people can you kill? Can you kill everyone in this vast Central Region?"
"Your Majesty! Without our mediation, who do you think would call you an immortal?"
"Your Majesty! Please don't tie yourself up in knots!"
"Without incense, may I ask, Your Majesty, can you still become an immortal?"
Xia Ming clenched his big hands and grabbed Zuo Chang directly.
"The incense offering is not worth mentioning."
"The way of the true immortal does not even require destiny!"
"What are these traces of incense and Taoism worth?"
"Without your offerings, would I not be an immortal?"
“Don’t take yourself too seriously.”
Xia Ming clenched his hands, and Zuo Chang collapsed into a ball of bloody mist.
From here on, all the immortal temples in Zhongji Tianye began to collapse one after another.
Just as Xia Ming said, he gave up all the incense and offerings.
The way of incense has caused harm far beyond the borders.
All kinds of complex desires have permeated the mountains, rivers and streams.
While abandoning the traces of incense and Taoism, Xia Ming also lost most of the mountains, rivers and streams.
And those grass-roots gods who were the masters of mountains and rivers also began to set up their own mountains, continue to worship incense, and collude with each other.
It is said that when a true immortal falls, all gods rise.
Xia Ming cut off the incense road, and the grass-headed gods under him immediately took over the incense road.
They announced to the outside world that the true immortals had ascended to heaven and the right to worship them was equally divided among all the mountains and rivers.
All people who have a wish can offer sacrifices to the masters of the mountains and rivers.
The more generous the tribute, the easier it is to achieve your wish.
The offering of incense and the enjoyment of meat.
Once you get addicted, it's hard to quit.
Who can resist the feeling of rapid power?
Therefore, the collapse of Zhenxian Temple did not curb the popularity of the temple.
Instead, it allowed the avenue of incense to spread completely.
……
Collecting the rare gold from mountains and rivers and mixing it with the mighty energy of heaven and earth, Xia Ming made an iron plate for Chongyang'er to suppress his desires. He hung the iron plate around Chongyang'er's neck, and Xia Ming set out on the road to pacify the mountains again.
As Xia Ming continued to pacify the mountains and rivers, not only did the three evils panic, but even the people in the Central Region felt uneasy. They had become accustomed to the way of worshiping gods with incense, but now that the gods had fallen one by one, where should they go?
Gradually, messages spread, saying that Xia Ming was a demon.
A demon who tries to turn everything upside down, a demon who destroys order.
Is it always like this?
Who can tell what is right and what is wrong?
Thus, such a scene appeared in the Central Region.
The more cruelly Xia Ming killed, the more fiercely the people worshipped him.
The so-called gods became more and more deified, and Xia Ming completely became a demon in the eyes of all living beings.
Fortunately, without the constraints of incense and Taoist traces, Xia Ming reorganized yin and yang and finally achieved the Mahayana realm.
With the support of the Mahayana Dao Mark, Xia Ming can perform his magic as he wishes.
With the help of the magic, Xia Ming was able to destroy the masters of the mountains and rivers with greater ease.
Soon, following the main vein of incense, Xia Ming attacked the Zuo family's old nest - Zuoqiu.
If one wants to completely cut off the main source of incense, the towering Zuoqiu is the last barrier standing in the way.
As his thoughts floated, the Dao mark on Xia Ming's right hand floated, and a Dao sword quietly emerged.
At the same time, a phantom of a soul flag appeared in Xia Ming's left hand.
Xia Ming will kill anyone who dares to block his way.
When they reached the depths of Zuoqiu, Xia Ming saw the lonely ancestor of the Zuo family.
Looking at Xia Ming and Chongyang'er, the Zuo family's ancestor smiled.
"It's late. It's too late."
"It's too late for you. What a pity! You created the most remarkable avenue in the world, but you chose to abandon it. You could have become a true immortal in the nine fields of the world, but now you can only be a demon hated by everyone. Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you have betrayed the trend of the world and you have betrayed the destiny..."
"Now, the incense road in the Central Region has all been returned to Emperor Yan. You no longer have a chance."
"Besides, the Northern Black Emperor is here too. You don't have much time left."
Hearing the words of the Zuo family's ancestor, Xia Ming couldn't help but frown.
"Flame Emperor? Black Emperor? What are you talking about?"
Seeing Xia Ming's reaction, the Zuo family's ancestor smiled even more.
"So you didn't know..."
"Yes, no wonder you didn't know."
"The incense is burning all over the sky, and you are transformed into a god in the wilderness. At that time, why would you care about anything else?"
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, do you think the way of incense is only in the Central Region?"
"Your teachings... have long been spread throughout the Nine Realms."
boom--
The sound shook his soul, and Xia Ming's eyes suddenly focused.
"Who are the Flame Emperor and the Black Emperor?"
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you will know."
"Don't worry..."
Just as Xia Ming was about to ask further questions, the ancestor of the Zuo family committed suicide.
Until his death, the ancestor of the Zuo family always had a playful smile on his face.
Zuoqiu was destroyed, and following the traces of incense, Xia Ming immediately found the so-called Yan Emperor.
Emperor Yan sat on the highest peak of the Central Region, and all the incense that Xia Ming had discarded was swallowed up by him.
The moment he saw Emperor Yan, Xia Ming's expression suddenly changed.
This guy was wearing a yellow robe, and on top of the robe, there was a swimming golden dragon.
Through the wisps of incense that floated like silk ribbons, Xia Ming saw an extremely familiar face.
That was actually Xia Ming's own face!
"Escape the Yellow Dragon? Why is it you?"
With just one glance, Xia Ming recognized the identity of Emperor Yan.
That’s right, this so-called Yan Emperor is the Escape Yanhuang in Xia Ming’s body.
After taking another closer look at Emperor Yan in front of him, a hint of murderous intent suddenly flashed in Xia Ming's eyes.
"No! You are not Dunyi Huanglong!"
"You are one of the five demons in Mahakala [Pi Cang]!"
As he walked down the platform step by step, a whirlpool quietly formed in Yan Emperor's eyes.
After glancing at Chongyang'er behind Xia Ming, Emperor Yan then looked at Xia Ming.
"I am not Huang Long, nor am I Pi Cang. I am you."
"The five qi converge to the origin, and then they can return to the original infinite body."
"Don't struggle with your inner demons and karma."
"You are just a dictator."
"Accept your fate..." (End of this chapter)
