Chapter 210: Please Enter the List of Gods

east.

The ghost transformed into a phantom butterfly, cast its talent in illusion, and fled invisibly.

"Fellow Taoist, please stay!"

Fan Wu Jiu's voice was as gentle as jade. Even when he was fighting and fighting, he was a handsome gentleman, elegant and unrestrained.

As soon as the words fell, the ghost hiding in the phantom butterfly stood still for a moment, and then the warriors and horses, the butchers and cows, were in ecstasy...

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen spells came out, showing the ruthlessness of a first-grade monk, and they were about to annihilate the body and soul of the ghost.

After that, the ghost changed several directions in succession. No matter what kind of strange insect the ghost transformed into, he could easily be found out from the cover of the insect swarm by using various concealment and escape techniques.

Not only could he not escape the siege, but he was seriously injured.

"Come prepared!"

The ghost ghost didn't know that the other party had broken his secret method of shelter, so he stopped trying to escape and returned to the Valley of Ten Thousand Insects to look for opportunities.

On the nine peaks, many experts continued to activate the Nine Yang Formation, helping the real fire to burn the flying insects in the valley.

Don't be slow, don't be slow, and work hard step by step.

A first-class expert is already at the top of the world, and this demon is even more top-notch. He is also proficient in hiding and escaping. You must not be impatient...

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Dozens of miles away.

Zhouyi and Xuanji stood in the sky and watched the battle through the round light technique.

Since the two were not good at fighting, King Yan specifically warned that even if the demon escaped, the two of them would not be harmed.

Zhou Yi remained silent. Xuanji scratched his head and felt uncomfortable all over.

finally.

Xuanji pointed at a figure in the Circle Light Technique and couldn't help but ask: "Immortal Chief, do you know the identity of this person?"

"Why, the real person can't figure it out?"

Since Zhou Yi achieved great success in concealing the sun, all clones are activated at any time, blurring the secrets of heaven at any time.

Xuanji shook his head and said: "It seems that the cultivator has some magical power to cover it up, so he can't see clearly."

Zhou Yitian shamelessly boasted: "Some real immortal should be reincarnated, or be inherited by him, maybe he can break through the immortal world with the method of refining qi!"

Xuanji had a look of horror on his face, but after thinking about it carefully, it made sense. With his level of arithmetic, there was no one in the world that could be related to immortals and Buddhas.

"Mr. Qin has an extraordinary background and is favored by immortals. Isn't it destiny for King Yan to ascend to the throne?"

"I am optimistic about anyone, but King Yan is just one of them!"

Zhou Yi asked: "The real person's divination method is not weak to the master of Tianji Hall. Isn't it because he violated the precepts that he was expelled from the sect?"

"If you are not a real person, just call me Xiao Xuanzi."

Xuanji said flatteringly: "I dare not hide it from the immortal. It was Xiaodao who deliberately broke the law and fell in love with the devil saint. That's why Uncle Tianji expelled me from the sect."

"I visited Tianji Palace a few days ago and asked for some news."

Zhou Yi said with a smile: "I think the master of Tianji Hall is quite easy to talk to, and he doesn't seem to have an unreasonable character."

Xuanji's body couldn't help but tremble. A few days ago, a mysterious strong man pulled up seven mountains and rivers, which were all located at the outer gate of Tianji Palace.

Most people think that it is some first-grade old monster who wants to ask Tianji Palace about the chance of extending his life. The mystery was a certain immortal, and it was right in front of me without even thinking about it. Thinking about it, I couldn't help but secretly scold my grandson for not being a human son!

The person in the world who says that the Master of Tianji Hall is kind-hearted is probably the one in front of him!

"Xiao Dao and Master Uncle have different paths, so they don't collude with each other."

Xuanji smiled bitterly and said: "The Immortal Chief went to the Tianji Palace and should know about that matter. The three uncles believe that the trend of the way of heaven is that small trends can be reversed, but big trends must be followed."

Zhou Yi asked: "What do you think?"

"Xiao Dao retorted to my uncle, "If you go against heaven, you will go against heaven. There is no difference between great and small."

Xuanji's face turned slightly red: "These words are too extreme. Xiaodao said: Rat, are you a member of the Tengu clan..."

"Haha, interesting, interesting!"

Zhou Yi looked at Xuanji's blind and ugly face, which seemed to be more pleasing to his eyes, and he joked: "Which demonic saint has taken a fancy to your face?"

"Things between men and women are not just about beauty and ugliness."

Xuanji didn't expect that immortals could also gossip, so he suddenly got closer and said: "She has a bad relationship with Xiaodao. When the cause and effect are over, I used these eyes to predict her fortune. Never return to Yunzhou again. Otherwise, your life will be in danger!”

"Tsk, tsk, he's still a seed of infatuation."

Zhou Yi suddenly felt something in his heart. He thought of a certain demonic saint who died in his hands. There seemed to be a relationship in the memory fragments.

That woman was devoted to pursuing the path of true demons, treating ordinary emotions as passers-by, as idle and unimportant memories, so she didn't know much about the specific circumstances.

Zhou Yi asked: "Is that woman the naked saint Jia Lan?"

"How does the immortal know?"

Xuanji's expression darkened and he said, "Did the uncle also tell the immortal about this matter?"

Zhou Yi shook his head and said: "Jialan died in the Demon Slayer Prison in my hands."

"..."

Xuanji was silent for a moment, then sighed with emotion: "When I was with her, my identity as a member of the Tianji Sect was not revealed, so I thought I would not take that hexagram seriously. The secrets of heaven are unpredictable, the secrets of heaven are unpredictable!"

Zhou Yi patted Xuanji on the shoulder and comforted him: "My condolences."

"Xiaodao would also like to thank the immortal. In order to have this evil fate, he lost a pair of eyes and broke a leg."

Xuanji smiled bitterly and said: "I don't know what evil I did in my previous life, but this is not enough to pay for it. I thought that woman would come to my door and die in the hands of the immortal, but it was a relief."

When the two of them were talking, the battle in Yuan Guang Shu was coming to an end.

Under the endless fire, the endless strange insects turned into fly ash and gradually retreated to the central temple.

Zhou Yi suddenly said: "The real man secretly cast a spell and let the ghosts escape to the west."

"Um?"

Xuanji was puzzled for a moment, then said with joy: "I will do the work, Immortal Master, rest assured!"

As he said this, he pinched the magic formula with his hands, and the soul-chasing talisman on the west and the scorpion ghost's induction dissipated. As long as he was not stupid, he would be able to get out from the west.

What King Yan, what spiritual master, how could they be more important than doing things for the Immortal Master!

...

Insect Temple.

The scorpion ghost activated a ghost pattern magic weapon and tried to contact the witch god.

Another important reason for going out to help Dashun this time was that the witch god guaranteed it, otherwise the scorpion ghost would not want to provoke Da Gan no matter how brave he was.

The witch god also promised the scorpion ghost that he would personally save his life in a life-and-death crisis.

In the future, if he cannot be promoted until his life is over, he will be allowed to take the position of a god in the underworld.

With so many temptations, the scorpion ghost ended his retreat and attacked Da Gan's camp at night.

This ghost pattern magic weapon can send a message to the witch god. As long as a clone descends, all those guys outside will die!

The scorpion ghost cast a spell and called for a long time, but there was no response, not to mention the witch god coming to rescue.

Seeing the flames outside, it would not take long for the imperial insects to die out. The scorpion ghost continued to increase his magic power and called the witch god again and again.

Do not disturb me during my retreat, life and death are determined by fate!

A message came into the scorpion ghost's mind, and his four pairs of compound eyes widened in disbelief.

"Damn it! The witch god is talking nonsense..."

The scorpion ghost crushed the magic weapon into pieces, looked at the real fire approaching outside, and turned into a golden silkworm in a flash, escaping to the southeast.

"This road is blocked!"

"Behead immediately!"

"Kill without mercy!"

Fan Wushe held the soul-chasing talisman and found the scorpion ghost mixed in the golden silkworm swarm. He issued three consecutive laws to severely injure the scorpion ghost and forced it back.

The scorpion ghost changed into a locust body and fled to the northwest close to the ground, and ended up meeting Sanwu.

In the torrent of sword energy, the insect body turned into ashes.

Turning back, General Qi swung the golden gourd giant hammer and smashed the flying centipede into meat paste.

The scorpion ghost knew that every time he hid and broke through, he would be more seriously injured, but there was no other way.

In the way of taming beasts, the cultivator's own strength is far superior to that of the same level. Now that he is seriously injured and besieged, a head-on fight is a dead end.

As for surrendering, the scorpion ghost never thought about it. He didn't want to go through the demon-killing department.

He failed to break through more than a dozen times in a row.

The scorpion ghost thought he was going to die, and turned into a blood mosquito in a daze and flew out from the west.

A monk and a Taoist priest stationed in the west were using magic tools to kill insects. The soul-chasing talisman did not produce any induction, and they did not notice that the real body of the scorpion ghost was mixed in.

The scorpion ghost was among the flying insects in the west. After being bombarded by magic, his body was charred and he fell to the ground and mixed with the insect corpses. Then the true fire fell and turned into ashes.

A wisp of soul left the Valley of Ten Thousand Insects in a daze. He was not sniped. Looking back, he had escaped several miles.

"Hahaha! This seat is not destined to..."

Before the laughter faded, the vitality of heaven and earth shook and imprisoned the scorpion ghost in the air.

The vitality of heaven and earth turned into a palm, swept through the air, grabbed the scorpion ghost and disappeared.

...

Nameless barren mountain.

Zhou Yi looked through the two-qi bottle and observed the soul of the scorpion ghost trapped in it.

The two-qi bottle separated the yin and yang, the inner and outer worlds, and the scorpion ghost and the insect control no longer had any sense of each other, making it difficult to perform the method of soul transfer and substitution

"Are you a human or a demon?"

Zhou Yi observed the soul of the scorpion ghost. It turned out that the foundation was the authentic Taoist Yang God, surrounded by rich incense and vows, and contaminated with the ghost energy of the underworld.

No wonder Xuanji predicted that the scorpion ghost was half human, half insect, half ghost, and half god.

"The little Taoist priest is really a human!"

The scorpion ghost looked up at the mouth of the bottle, and his eyes as big as the sky bowed repeatedly: "When my life was about to end, I used the secret method of soul fusion to refine the soul of the six-winged golden silkworm. After that, my life was about to end again, and I turned into a mortal to do good deeds and accumulate virtues. When I had enough merits, I proclaimed myself the god of Jiulong Mountain..."

"You have a lot of ways to prolong your life!"

Zhou Yi's eyes flashed with a fierce light: "You use evil methods to kill mortals, you should be killed!"

"Splendid Master, spare my life! I have been cultivating in the mountains, and I cultivate insects with the flesh and blood of the demon race. I have never thought of slaughtering the human race. This time I came out of the mountains to avenge my disciples..."

The scorpion ghost kowtowed repeatedly. The murderous aura of the immortal in front of him was rare in the world. I don’t know how many demons he has slaughtered.

What he said was not false, but using demons to raise insects had nothing to do with kindness and human beings. It was because raising insects required vigorous blood and qi, which demons were more suitable for.

"When two armies were fighting, casting spells was understandable, but..."

Zhou Yi said coldly: "I never keep useless people!"

The scorpion ghost didn't understand what he meant, and saw a roll of yellow silk in Zhou Yi's hand.

"Add the scorpion ghost to the qualifications for the Conferred God."

Zhou Yi thought, and the scorpion ghost entered the Conferred God List and began to identify whether its human merits were sufficient.

The merits were sufficient.

The true spirit could be on the Conferred God List.

"Sure enough..."

Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows, exactly as he guessed.

Human merits are not only about killing demons, but also about writing books, building bridges and roads, helping the poor and the needy, and other good deeds, which will accumulate merits.

However, the Conferred God List came from the Demon Atlas, and it was inevitable that it had the attribute of slaying demons and eliminating demons. Therefore, the human merits required for the Conferred God List, slaying demons and eliminating demons, were the most important.

Simply put, it is to kill monsters!

Kill one monster, and you will get one merit.

Kill ten monsters, and you will get ten merits.

The monsters of Yunzhou are kind, so killing them may not bring you any merit. Killing one monster from the outer regions can save ten or a hundred people.

This does not mean that monsters from the outer regions are evil by nature, and the monsters of Yunzhou are kind, but that humans in the outer regions are wealth, food, and two-legged animals. Who would be kind to wealth?

The scorpion ghost cultivated in the Valley of Insects, constantly hunting monsters to cultivate strange insects. After hundreds of years of accumulation, it unexpectedly met the conditions of the Conferred God List, or it can be said that it suits the taste of the Demonic Atlas.

The Demonic Atlas is a treasure of humanity, and Da Gan cannot represent humanity.

The scorpion ghost helped Xu Ye defeat Da Gan's army, and each served his own master.

"... Kill or not?"

Zhou Yi's temperament, beheaded the scorpion ghost and sent him to reincarnation.

This guy has lived for hundreds of years, it is impossible to say that he has not violated the law, and he will definitely be on the Demonic Atlas after death.

However, there are not many people in the world who meet the requirements of the Conferred God List. I don't know when to gather 365 gods. It's a pity to behead the scorpion ghost.

"Go for now, work for me for a hundred years, and wait until a suitable replacement is found, and then knock it off the Conferred God List."

Zhou Yi is not stubborn and does not know how to adapt. The scorpion ghost can die now, or he can enter reincarnation after the prosperity of the human race in the future.

Death penalty, suspended for 100 years, labor reform during this period.

After thinking clearly, Zhou Yi wrote on the List of Gods.

The plague messenger in the south, the scorpion ghost!

As the strokes fell, the scorpion ghost Yang Shen in the two-qi bottle jumped out and fell into the List of Gods.

The purple air of the List of Gods bloomed, and with a slight shake, the human figure was thrown not far away and rolled on the ground.

The scorpion ghost stood up blankly and looked at his palm, which had turned from the golden silkworm limbs into human hands again. With a happy face, he waved his hand to perform the water mirror technique, which reflected a face with indigo skin, red hair, and a big mouth like a blood basin.

"This is the appearance of Xiaodao before he turned into an insect!"

The scorpion ghost looked up and saw Zhou Yi smiling, so he quickly dispersed the water mirror technique and knelt on the ground with a plop.

"Thank you, Master, for the seal!"

"Get up."

Zhou Yi was not as polite to the scorpion ghost as he was to the Red Luan Star God. He said, "Since you have been ennobled as a true god, you will be able to live forever. Your only goal in the future is to make humanity flourish."

"Disciple will follow your instructions!"

When the scorpion ghost's true spirit was listed on the Conferred God List, he knew the merits of humanity and was secretly delighted that raising insects with demons could bring such benefits.

"Scorpion ghosts are poisonous insects. Since you have become a true god, you can no longer use this name."

Zhou Yi said, "Do you have a real name or Taoist name?"

"My surname is Yang Mingqi. I once worshipped Yiqi Temple to practice. My Taoist name is Yuantong."

The scorpion ghost saw Zhou Yi's strange expression and tried to test him, "But if there is something wrong, I am willing to change my name."

Since embarking on the path of practice, the scorpion ghost often fought with others. He had never been so humble before. However, people gave him too much, and he directly fulfilled his dream of becoming an immortal for hundreds of years.

With such a great favor, I am willing to kowtow and acknowledge him as my godfather, not to mention changing my name!

"Yang Qi is a good name, Yuan Tong... don't use it too much in the future."

Zhou Yi said: "I came to Southern Xinjiang this time to find an enemy. Daoyou has lived here for a long time, so maybe you know him."

"Please tell me, Immortal Master. I borrowed the method of controlling insects to help me. I know all the secrets of Southern Xinjiang."

When Yang Qi heard the word Daoyou, he was immediately excited and felt that he was greatly respected. Whoever dared to slander the Immortal Master in the future would be thrown into the Valley of Insects to be devoured.