Lord of Deception

Facing Yu Ziqing's threat, Anshizhi has been pretending to be dead, but he is unwilling to admit that it is actually somewhat conscious.

Yu Ziqing tried for a long time, but couldn't find anything anymore, so he could only give up temporarily.

Judging from the content of this book and the changes in the content from front to back, Yu Ziqing did not believe it. The Book of Anshi did not want anyone to resolve the disaster.

Every record there has not yet been settled.

The few things that have been resolved now were all done by Yu Ziqing.

No matter what they wanted to do, whether it was Da Dui or An Shi Zhi today, it was best not to mess with Yu Ziqing now.

It is difficult to succeed, but it is too easy to fail.

Yu Ziqing flipped through the pages of the book and turned to the page of Lao Yang. Lao Yang was still inside and had not come out.

He wants to bring out the old sheep first.

But before going in, he looked at the Book of Anshi and said.

"You have to think about it. No one can do anything except me now. If I enter it and accidentally die in it, you will have no chance anymore. Don't count on the other people who enter it.

If you are conscious, you must know that the people who entered before were definitely not trying to resolve the disaster, they just wanted to unlock the seal. "

Yu Ziqing stretched out a hand and pressed it on the page of strange fire.

In an instant, he disappeared from where he was.

In the book of Anshi, the blood-colored writings were flowing and flashing, and they didn't know what they meant.

As soon as the scene in front of Yu Ziqing changed, he found that he was hundreds of feet in the air.

The ground was scorched black, and some places could vaguely see dark fires that had not been completely extinguished. Looking around, there was no place that had not been touched by flames.

Oh, yes, there is no fire in the air.

Yu Ziqing chuckled, "The Book of Anshi is still pretending to me."

He just said a few words, and this time he was sent directly into the air. It was an absolutely safe place, with not even a single spark within hundreds of feet around him.

It seems that it also knows that if it comes into this seal and encounters the strange fire, it will most likely be finished.

It is afraid that it will die.

Yu Ziqing floated in the air and began to contact Lao Yang.

When Lao Yang appeared on the seventh floor, saw Yu Ziqing's figure, and saw Yu Ziqing waving without any lag, Lao Yang said.

"Are you here to seal the strange fire?"

"Well, let me see how you are doing. If it doesn't work, I will take you out. Have you seen the strange fire?"

"I didn't see it. Silver Lake fell to the ground and suppressed the fire. The strange fire disappeared. I don't know where it was hidden. But according to records, as long as it accumulates enough power, that thing will definitely erupt again."

"Where are you now?"

"See you in Dinghai City."

After logging off, Yu Ziqing figured out the direction and headed straight for Dinghai City.

He walked without touching the ground with his feet, looking at the devastated land. There were scorched marks everywhere, and there were remains of skeletons everywhere that had not been burned to ashes.

This wave of fire, even if it was finally sealed, no one knew how many people died in the end.

People here in Dadui probably never thought that there would be any big fires during the rainy season.

Especially in the south of Dadui, in the large area of ​​Silver Lake, where the water veins are like a network, Qianli Zeguo, the kind of ghost place where water can be squeezed out of the air, it may not be so easy to even find dry firewood.

I don’t know what the strange fire is, it can ignite thousands of miles away.

Along the way, Yu Ziqing didn't see a single living person, and he didn't see any living people in the city. It was either empty or full of bones.

The closer you get to the place where the flames broke out, the more people died. When you get to the outer city, you can't see a single skeleton, only the blackened city.

I think at that time, the strange fire had been sealed.

After arriving all the way to Dinghai City, it was still devastated, the city was dead, and you could still vaguely see some traces of the past.

Yu Ziqing walked to the county government office. There was nothing inside, and there were no corpses. All the useful and useless ones were burned.

He stretched out his hand and touched some ashes on the ground, where there was still a trace of warmth.

A trace of the remaining fire energy was instantly absorbed and submerged into his body. The red ape in his heart opened his mouth and swallowed up the trace of fire energy. In an instant, the red ape's eyes turned red and he hammered his chest with a furious expression.

But the more violent the expression on its face became, the calmer it became. It sat down for the first time and began to practice quietly.

Yu Ziqing closed his eyes and felt quietly. After a while, the irritable red ape stood up, his red eyes faded, and the irritable expression on his face slowly faded, but his whole body recovered again. The way it used to be.

He looked like he couldn't sit still.

The toad, which had been tepid and silent, sent a message to Yu Ziqing.

When the red monkey calms down, it will become more and more irritable and its brain will become bad. However, the more irritable the expression on its face, the calmer it will be. If it still has that kind of anger, give it some energy and let it go. Be calm.

The guy from the province works like a madman all day long, and his promotion depends entirely on the guidance of the other four people.

Yu Ziqing thought for a while, walked out of the county government office, put his hands on the ground, and when he felt a trace of warmth, he immediately felt that the remaining fire energy around him was continuously gathering towards him.

Wisps of undetectable fire that could not be condensed continued to pour into his heart.

The irritable Akagi slowly calmed down and sat there, continuously absorbing the fire energy.

As the fire energy was absorbed, the irritability and madness on Red Ape's face became more and more intense, but his whole person became calmer and calmer.

The moment a weak flame ignited in Red Ape's chest, the irritability and madness on its face completely dissipated, and the flesh and blood on its face solidified into a glaring look, ferocious and majestic.

It sat cross-legged, looking calm, quietly absorbing the energy of fire.

Yu Ziqing suddenly had a flash of enlightenment in his heart.

His Red Sky Demon Qi was truly cultivated at this moment.

This guy absorbs the Qi of Binghuo and Dinghuo, and more importantly, he needs to absorb his heart Qi to grow. Even if there are five Qi cycles, he can successfully get started.

But to truly succeed, you still need to absorb his violent temper and his anger.

However, Yu Ziqing has always been calm. He rarely gets irritable or bursts into anger. Akamon cannot cross that threshold at all.

Looking at the toad again, Yu Ziqing suddenly understood why the toad grew the fastest and always looked calm and silent.

Because the Dharma represented by this soil toad is naturally compatible with him. He has a good appetite and gluttony, just like him. As long as he is free, he can't stop talking.

Of course, this is the sequelae of everything Yu Ziqing has suffered. Even if it gets better, it will be difficult to completely change the problem.

Invisibly, it perfectly fits the soil toad, allowing the soil toad to eat well and naturally grow the fastest.

But now the five little ones are already connected with the same Qi. Under the cycle of five Qi, if one becomes stronger, the others will also become stronger. There is no big difference. The red ape is weak, so it has no impact. , just non-stop and noisy all day long.

Now that he has made up for the shortcomings and ignited the wisp of flame, Akagi's mind has returned to normal, and he is as quiet as a toad.

Yu Ziqing silently sensed that these methods, which were originally supposed to be ways of cultivating human beings and demons, began to change after he came to them.

In Lou Huai's inheritance, these methods are actually just ordinary methods.

Yu Ziqing used it as a secret method to assist in practice. Now it seems that these methods have also begun to evolve themselves following the cycle of five qi, and they have become more and more different for him.

When Yu Ziqing absorbed the fire energy of the entire Dinghai City and swallowed it clean, the entire charred city began to collapse on a large scale as a gust of wind blew by.

All dust returns to dust, earth returns to earth, and the city crumbles and collapses, turning into dust.

Maybe in a few decades, this place will be covered by vegetation, and no trace of its past will be seen again.

When Lao Yang arrived here, Yu Ziqing was floating in the air, watching the dust rising in front of him.

"What happened? Did you meet a living person?"

"No, I absorbed the fire in Dinghai City, and Dinghai City collapsed and turned into ashes."

"Can you absorb the remaining fire?"

Lao Yang frowned.

"Those fires are like dark fires, left over after the strange fires were ignited. It won't have any impact if you rashly absorb them, right?"

“I don’t feel anything is wrong for the moment, and it’s getting better.”

"..."

Lao Yang looked at Yu Ziqing and completed his goal of gaining one insight every day.

He stretched out a hoof, put it on Yu Ziqing's body, felt it carefully, and after confirming that Yu Ziqing was okay, he shook his head.

"You are so bold. I have been searching here for a long time, but I have never found any trace of the strange fire.

According to my speculation, the strange fire may have spread over thousands of miles.

Those hidden fires are part of the strange fire diluted to the extreme.

At this level, the strange fire is actually no longer harmful.

I estimate that the strange fire was hit from the front when Silver Lake fell to the ground, so it was forcibly broken and scattered across the thousands of miles of land.

So much so that in many places here, dark fires remain burning all year round, but they are unable to cause more damage.

Therefore, some places have actually begun to regain life, and vegetation or other things have begun to recover. "

"So, there is actually no big problem here?" Yu Ziqing was a little surprised.

"Roughly speaking, there is no big problem, but according to my speculation, the strange fire was just defeated and disintegrated. One day, if conditions permit, it will gather again. By then, these thousands of miles away, there will definitely be Burnt to the ground again.

They did not do anything wrong by sealing it.

If they had other ways to control the strange fire and extinguish it completely, they wouldn't be in this situation and still have to seal it. "

Hearing this, Yu Ziqing touched his chest, feeling the red ape and the small flame burning in the chest, thinking deeply.

"The disaster that occurred here occurred in the eighty-eighth year of Dingmao. According to the records in the Book of Anshi, it was actually in the late period of the Dadui Dynasty.

I seem to have some guesses as to what that thing is and why it cannot be extinguished.

I also know how to resolve it. Let’s try it in Chengdu. Anyway, absorbing some fire energy is also good for me. "

"We're all here, what else do you dare not say?" Lao Yang sighed softly. Yu Ziqing couldn't even imitate him, even half of what he said.

"The problem is that I'm not sure either, what should I say?"

"..."

Yu Ziqing left Dinghai City and walked for a while, then put his hands on the ground, absorbing the fire energy nearby, and started another carpet search.

As more and more fire energy was absorbed, the small flame in Red Ape's chest began to grow slowly, and Red Ape became calmer and calmer, as if he was in trance in the presence of the old god.

More than a month passed in a flash, and Yu Ziqing moved very quickly, slowly absorbing all the anger along the way.

Looking down from a high altitude, the charred land was covered with gray ash, with Dinghai City as the center, radiating to the surrounding areas.

A month has passed, and some tenacious vegetation has begun to appear around Dinghai City. After the heavy rain, new shoots have sprouted, and life has begun to sprout.

Three months later, Yu Ziqing stood up again and felt that the fire in Chi Yuan's chest had turned into a blazing red flame. The hair on Chi Yuan's head began to sparkle as it danced.

Then with a whir, the flame ignited. On top of its head, the red flame burned slowly. The anger on Akamon's face also dissipated and turned into a calm look, sitting there quietly. , like an old monk entering concentration.

Yu Ziqing closed his eyes and sensed it for a moment. When he came into contact with the flames, he felt as if there was a flame burning in his chest. A ray of emotion was ignited by it and turned into anger, burning.

In an instant, the world in front of Yu Ziqing seemed to turn into a stream of light, fading rapidly.

His eyes seemed to see the beginning of the seal.

He saw the Zeguo in the south, with brilliant water veins and rampant monsters, and he also saw in the north, the land was dry and bare for thousands of miles.

He saw that that year, there were countless refugees and countless people died of starvation. He also saw that some people took advantage of the chaos and made a fortune.

I saw that in the chaos, more people were taking advantage of the chaos to cause trouble.

Amidst the smog, his eyes followed the stream of light and saw a middle-aged man.

He saw his daughter being snatched away, and his parents starved to death on the way to escape.

Until I saw him and finally walked to a city, he was treated as a key criminal and thrown into prison.

He was forced to confess, but he was illiterate and didn't even know what crime he was confessing to.

Finally, on the day he died, a jailer told him.

There was a powerful man who committed a crime, and it was difficult to cover up the matter. Unlucky for him, he looked very similar to that man, so he had no choice but to die in his stead.

He was full of anger, but his heart was filled with despair, knowing that he had no chance of survival.

Just before the execution, when he was about to eat the last bowl of guillotine, he shouted that he was wronged and was kicked over by someone.

At that moment, the anger in his chest could no longer be controlled. He was filled with grief and anger, and turned into anger. The blood in his body and everything in his body seemed to be burning.

He left a curse and hit his head on a stone pillar to death.

"May the wrath of heaven come down, burn you ghosts on earth to death, and create a peaceful world."

His body, his soul, his bones and blood all disappeared in the flames. Finally, a ray of anger in his chest turned into a small flame the size of a small fingernail, like a small flame that would be extinguished by the wind.

The small flame fell from the sky and became weaker and weaker. When it hit the ground, it was only a little bit the size of a grain of rice.

Then, silently, it shattered.

It turned into some tiny sparks and scattered in all directions.

Just that little spark that was about to go out ignited the anger in the heart of a prisoner in the next cell.

The flames began to burn.

Fire, fire, fire that cannot be put out by water, spreads slowly but unstoppably.

He saw the flames spreading in one direction as if they were conscious.

Then, he saw a family not far behind the county government office. The flames were like a rushing river, heading straight for the family. The flames ignited the place, and any method or protection seemed to be gone. effect.

He saw a young man who looked about 70% similar to the middle-aged man, being swallowed up by the flames and burning fiercely in the flames.

I even saw a middle-aged man who looked somewhat similar to the young man rushing out. He was terrified and wanted to put out the fire, but the magic method in his hand had no effect. The flame was burning from the young body.

Yu Ziqing knew their names.

The first wronged was Wang Erniu.

Zhao Lin, the county magistrate, and Zhao Bin, the son of the county magistrate.

Their father and son were purified alive in the flames.

However, how could the anger that had been ignited be stopped.

Because there are countless people inside and outside the city who are already holding back anger.

This place was already full of powder keg, and now the little sparks and the little bits of anger were the trigger to completely ignite it all.

The flames spread faster and faster, and finally turned into a flame shock wave, spreading in all directions.

Seeing this, all the pictures seemed to be burned by flames, and only flames remained as far as the eye could see.

Yu Ziqing closed his eyes, took a breath, and suppressed the anger in his heart.

After a long time, Yu Ziqing opened his eyes, his tone containing anger.

"I am now certain that the records in the Book of Anshi are unreliable.

After all, history books are also written by people, and if they are written by people, they must be biased.

What kind of shit is the fire coming from the sky, and I don’t know who is writing it, trying to whitewash peace here.

This is just fucking anger!

It was a man-made disaster. A Guapi County magistrate forced an ordinary person to ignite the anger in his heart, and then ignited the anger in the hearts of everyone within thousands of miles.

Not to mention the Silver Lake leaking to the ground, even if all the water from the world is poured out, it is impossible to extinguish the anger of all living beings.

No wonder there is no open flame in this seal, but no one dares to break it.

Because they are all afraid of setting themselves on fire and burning them alive! "

The eighty-eighth year of Dingmao, according to the chronology of Datui, was only the first few decades of the Dingmao period.

It's not that they are helpless, it's just that no one dares to come.

Yu Ziqing's anger was about to be ignited. He looked at the world around him and began to collapse. He regretted resolving the disaster here.

It's not worth it. The disaster here is not worth resolving.

The disaster must remain here.

If there had not been that injustice and Wang Erniu's previous suffering, the anger in his chest would not have been ignited.

Taking another 10,000 steps back, if it were this year, the overall environment would be the same as that of Mu Shouchang's time. The county governor would rather die than retreat, he would be loyal to his duties, and the people would live and work in peace and contentment.

The anger of Wang Erniu that was about to be extinguished by falling to the ground could not be ignited by even a dry straw.

Seeing the world around him rolling up like a scroll, Yu Ziqing glanced at Lao Yang.

"Are you coming with me, or should I take you out first?"

"Send me out. I don't want to see that book, and I'm not fit to see it."

Yu Ziqing sent Lao Yang out, and he waited quietly, waiting for everything around him to collapse back into the pages of the book.

Looking at the writing on the page, Yu Ziqing stared at the Book of Anshi and sneered.

"In the eighty-eighth year of Ding Mao, strange fire fell from the sky, thousands of miles of scorched earth, and countless people were burned to death.

The strange fire is treacherous, the rain does not extinguish it, the wind does not extinguish it. Some gods and men came from the South China Sea and dropped strange treasures in the valley.

The Milky Way fell to the ground, blocked its path, extinguished its fire, and turned into a silver lake to remain in the world.

The fire was gone, but the strange fire was not extinguished. The faceless man Yi San Er drew the power of the gods and sealed it until it could be resolved.

What bullshit. "

"Are you considered a history book?"

The Book of Anshi showed no response.

"Is what you record here historical facts that have not yet been settled, or is it a story that has been whitewashed?"

"Give me some reaction. If you can let others change it and whitewash the story of peace at will, then I don't have the shame to seal it. You can go to whoever you like."

In an instant, I saw that the page that had started to change color suddenly stopped, and the blood in the writing was so vivid that it made people feel heart-stopping.

Yu Ziqing sneered and walked forward and asked.

"Who wrote this record? When you write a history book, you don't dare to leave your name, and you write a shitty history book. You, the Book of Anshi, should be changed into the Romance of Dadui. It's okay to just treat it as a story."

As a book with the word "history" in its name, Yu Ziqing ridiculed him one after another. It didn't care whether to pretend or not. It couldn't bear it anymore.

Several words immediately emerged.

In the eighty-eighth year of Dingmao, Fang Shouyi wrote the censor.

"Haha, there is still such a position? Dare you let the censor write a history book? Where is the historian? You deserve to be tampered with beyond recognition."

The Book of Anshi couldn't bear the criticism, but it couldn't refute it.

The sealed part cannot be tampered with at all, because that was the disaster at that time. If they had the supernatural power to tamper with the disaster itself, they would not have to seal the disaster.

This is why this strange fire disaster, when you enter, is already the scene after the flames are burning, because this way, people will not experience it at all and let people see the previous part.

But Yu Ziqing directly swallowed up all the anger, and it was no longer possible to hide those parts from Yu Ziqing.

Otherwise, this disaster will not be resolved.

The Book of Anshi continued to tremble. After a long time, wisps of blood condensed above it and slowly turned into a red pen.

The ink pen automatically flew into Yu Ziqing's hand, as if someone had forced it on him.

Of course Yu Ziqing understood what this meant.

I give you the pen and you write.

"I'll write it, I'll write it!"

Yu Ziqing held a red pen in his hand and wrote directly on the back.

"Fang Shouyi, the imperial censor who wrote in the 88th year of Ding Mao, gave your mother a piece of shit, whitewashed peace and wrote a shitty history book.

If there is a strange fire coming from the sky, it is a man-made disaster.

The south has turned into a land of thousands of miles, and the north has turned into a red land. Countless people have fled and died, and the wilderness is full of corpses.

The disaster victim Wang Erniu was a disaster victim. His whole family died tragically. It was a tragic event in the world, but he was beaten into a trap and replaced as a key criminal.

Zhao Lin, the Prime Minister of Renzicheng County, bent the law for personal gain and acted arbitrarily. In order to protect his son Zhao Bin, he unjustly killed Wang Erniu.

As a result, Wang Erniu's grievance turned into sparks of anger, igniting other wronged persons in the cell.

Suddenly, the anger rose like a prairie fire.

A group of idiots who don't think about how to solve the problem, they only think about sealing it and how to keep the relationship a secret.

It's really crazy to do something to prevent people from knowing the source of the strange fire after sealing it, and to prevent future generations from resolving the disaster.

Fang Shouyi, who wrote the censor, Zhao Lin, the county magistrate of Renzicheng, and Zhao Bin, the son of the county magistrate, deserve to be recorded in the history books and be infamed for thousands of years. "

After writing this, Yu Ziqing was still upset and continued to ask.

"Who else at that time, who bribed the censor who wrote the book, came and told me, and I entered it all for him, so that they would be infamy for thousands of years.

If some of your seals can be unlocked in the future, there must be someone who can survive, right?

If we let future generations know what the use is, we must let people of their generation know it.

If any of these people, as well as the tamperers behind, are lucky enough to survive the seal, I will kill them first, otherwise I will be very angry.

If you know who else is there, tell me first so that it can be saved later if I accidentally break a seal and save someone.

Then my mentality will definitely explode and I will do many irrational things.

For example, throw you into a manure pit and take a dip, or throw you deep into a hole. "

There was no movement in the Book of Anshi. After a moment, a stream of light flew out and disappeared into Yu Ziqing's head.

Yu Ziqing looked at it and saw that there were only scenes of executions.

Including the censor who wrote the document, there were a bunch of people with higher or lower status behind him, all of whom were sentenced to death.

This kind of thing must be recorded, and no one dares to tamper with it.

Yu Ziqing opened his eyes, looked at the Book of Anshi, and probably understood the meaning.

That's almost it. The Book of Anshi, which is a good book, was written by Yu Ziqing in a bunch of slanderous words, and the Book of Anshi held its nose and endured it.

If he continues writing, Yu Ziqing will have to spray Dui Huang all over again.

"Okay, since they are all dead and recorded, I am too lazy to waste pen and ink writing anymore."

After saying that, Yu Ziqing put the ink pen into his pocket.

The Book of Anshi didn't say anything and didn't respond.

Yu Ziqing took a look at the words, and he had to say that when he was upset, the words he wrote were different. Although they were still quite distinctive, they were already a bit more beautiful.

Just from the handwriting, you can probably tell that when the person who wrote this wrote, his heart was burning with anger, so much so that his hands were shaking with anger. It can also be seen in this record how terrible the great disaster of anger and resentment is. People point their fingers.

I believe that people who see this record in the future will definitely think so.

His mind slowly calmed down, but Yu Ziqing still felt the anger burning in his chest. He sighed, took out the Dinghaicheng County Guard Seal, and covered it heavily.

In an instant, the page turned into black and white words, and the dust settled.

"This page can also be turned into a magical weapon, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Ziqing shook his head.

"Forget it, I'm just asking casually."

There was already a ball of anger burning in his chest, and there was no need for this page of magical powers.

Even if it could be used, Yu Ziqing didn't want to use it.

That magical power can almost be regarded as the last resort for the common people at the bottom to perish together with everything in the outside world.

It takes the right time, right place and right people to be effective.

And the effect is just to die together.

forget it.

The Book of Anshi slowly closed.

Yu Ziqing had a thought and turned around to leave.

Returning to the cave, Yu Ziqing climbed up along the stone wall.

Lao Yang and King Xiang were already waiting outside.

When King Xiang saw Yu Ziqing, he didn't ask any questions. After seeing that Yu Ziqing was fine, King Xiang said.

"As long as you're fine, I'll go outside to investigate. I feel like someone is coming."

King Xiang left the cave to investigate.

Lao Yang looked at King Xiang's retreating back and grinned.

"You Zhen's son is not a reckless man like outsiders say."

"If he was really just a reckless man, he wouldn't have been able to be King Xiang for so many years, and he wouldn't have been able to practice to the ninth level." Yu Ziqing shook his head and sneered at such rumors.

Seeing King Xiang's attitude, Yu Ziqing knew that he must have guessed something.

Now he takes the initiative to go out to investigate, actively avoids it, and does not interfere in the subsequent conversation.

Whoever treats him as a pure fool is the real fool.

"Has it been dealt with?"

"After processing it, I will record it truthfully. If I don't write it down, I will be upset."

"You'd better be careful. There isn't much information about that divine dynasty, but I can be sure that that thing is one of the back-up tools they left behind.

You are not from one of those divine dynasties, and you are not stained with the slightest imprint, so it is better to say something.

People like King Xiang and myself, who were born in a certain divine dynasty, would be born with a trace of imperceptible marks.

Especially King Xiang, he didn't dare to touch or even look at it.

The same goes for me. Maybe after I come into contact, it will cause some unnecessary trouble.

If you can do it, it's best not to let me have access to it, and it's best not to let me see it. "

"Is there such a thing?" Yu Ziqing was a little surprised.

“In the final analysis, the foundation and fortune between divine dynasties are the people at the lowest level. As the foundation, anyone born in this dynasty.

Or anyone who serves in this dynasty, in fact, there is a trace of mark and a trace of divine luck.

But you don’t have any at all, and we, the people in Jinlan Mountain, almost don’t have either. They are all people who have lived in the wilderness for generations.

No identity, no mark.

But their ancestors might be from the divine dynasty.

No one can be as clean as you, not even a trace of blood.

So, there are some things you can do that we can’t do.

You can touch, look, and do whatever you want, but we can't.

People in that divine dynasty, including those who are still awake and have official positions in the seal, should be able to sense this.

So they are very friendly to you and are willing to believe you because you are not from other divine dynasties.

There is no trace of any other divine dynasty in your bloodline, so they will only assume that your ancestor is from that divine dynasty.

This is the only explanation that can explain the absence of any marks on your body. "

After Lao Yang explained, Yu Ziqing remembered that two people had given him the seal before.

The latter one is easier to say, after all, I have already obtained a big seal.

The county warden of Dinghai City, Mu Shouchang, must have thought that he was a descendant of Dadui.

"So, I am actually a member of that divine dynasty now?"

"It may or may not be true, because that divine dynasty is gone."

"Is there a loophole in your statement? Our ancestors are not people of the divine dynasty, so they don't exist?" Yu Zi said clearly.

"Haha, have you ever heard of a saying that you cannot be poor for more than three generations?"

"heard about it."

"It means that if a poor family has not turned over after three generations, they will not have any blood left.

This world is very dangerous. Without the protection of the divine dynasty, it is impossible for ordinary people to live safely for three generations.

And going back to ancient times, in that era, there was one person who could leave a bloodline, and the bloodline can continue to this day.

Then, that person must be someone from a certain divine dynasty.

And there is a high probability that that person is not a civilian. "

"Then..." Yu Ziqing wanted to continue the argument.

"Then, what, do you want to seal the two surnames? How do you know that they were not from the divine dynasty in ancient times?

Even to this day, in name only, they are actually citizens of a certain divine dynasty. "

Yu Ziqing no longer wants to argue with Lao Yang, although he thinks that theoretically, there must still be one.

But think about it, starting from our ancestors, the probability that every member of the family is not a member of a certain divine dynasty during weddings and funerals is really a bit unbelievably low.

I'm afraid he's the only one who jumped out of thin air and doesn't have the imprint of any of the divine dynasties here in his bloodline.

"Forget it, let's forget about it for now. I've seen it before. There are two more seals. Someone got in. I'm not sure now, which one was sealed by Feng Bujue and which one was sealed by the Yin family."

Yu Ziqing told Lao Yang the news about the two seals, and Lao Yang was silent for a moment.

“I’m not sure, but I guess those who took away the Yin family didn’t want the Locust God.

No matter who those people are, releasing the Locust God will harm others and not benefit oneself.

If the Three Gods encountered such a thing, they would definitely suppress it as soon as possible.

Moreover, those people are definitely not trying to resolve the disaster.

If it was just to resolve the disaster, the masters of the Yin family would have come out after so long.

Otherwise, we wouldn't have gone to such great lengths to kidnap people from the Yin family.

It's a pity that the seal of the divine dynasty is not so easy to break. It is difficult for the Yin family to break alone.

They should be for the other one. "

"Then let's bring Feng Bujue out first. When the two seal families are in trouble, the success rate is relatively high if they stand together. The problem is the Locust God. Do you have a way to solve it?"

"What I'm talking about is the Locust God. He's actually a big monster. It's difficult to deal with. There are too many locust swarms, and any one of them will be poisonous. The Locust God is even more poisonous. This has happened since ancient times. , since it can be sealed, it means that it is different from ordinary ones. "

"Can it be eaten? Will it be poisoned to death?"

"have no idea."

"I met a county guard before and discovered something. He didn't seem to know that there were body-refining cultivators."

"Huh?" Lao Yang's eyes suddenly widened: "He is a county guard, but he doesn't know about body-refining cultivators?"

"Obviously, he didn't know. After knowing that I was a body-refining cultivator, he was very shocked, but he was very happy. Do you know when the body-refining cultivator appeared?"

"This..." Lao Yang was at a loss for words. After thinking about it for a long time, there was a hint of shock on his face: "I don't know, it seems to have always been there in my impression."

"No, it's definitely not right."

Yu Ziqing thought about the time before ancient times and the origins of writing the White Sun Sacred Code.

In Baiyang Sacred Code, it is actually a Qi refining method that also takes into account part of God refining.

Now that I think about it again, the part of refining the spirit is obviously not as systematic as the part of refining the qi, nor is it as sophisticated as the part of refining the qi.

At that time, Yu Ziqing really didn't think there was anything abnormal about this.

But now, after receiving new information, Yu Ziqing felt that the White Sun Sacred Scripture was a typical Qi refining method, and it was not without reason.

Because from that era, the word "body training" may not have existed at all.

Thinking back again, in today's era, the overall status of physical cultivation is very low. It was better in the Great Earthquake, because there was a previous Emperor Zhen who was a physical cultivation.

When it comes to Daqian, Kuhaha is synonymous with low-level physical training.

None of the emperors of the past dynasties specialized in physical cultivation.

In the entire world, the number of strong physical practitioners is less than a fraction of the number of Qi-refining monks.

“So, I think that if there was no physical cultivation in the era in the seal, naturally no one would have thought of eating the Locust God.

So, do you think your body can withstand the poison of the Locust God?

He can't poison you to death, can he? "

Lao Yang pondered for a moment, and he knew what Yu Ziqing meant, whether the locust god could poison him in the form of a dragon.

"I'm really not sure about this."

"Forget it if you're not sure. Then just wait here while I bring Feng Bujue out."

"No, I'll go with you, break the seal, and then bring him out."

Lao Yang was very persistent.

Yu Ziqing knew that Lao Yang felt that even if he took some risks, he could not let outsiders know that he could enter and exit the seal at will.

Then we can only take the path of resolving disasters.

After waiting for more than an hour, King Xiang came back from outside.

"I've checked, and there's no trace of anyone, and no one's coming again. Maybe I felt wrong, but I can rest assured after checking."

King Xiang said this without blushing and without any intention of going out to avoid it.

"Let's go, let's fish Feng Bujue out first. After all, there is a place where the seal is suppressed. Only he knows about it. We can't let him be trapped and die in it."

The three of them climbed down the stone wall again and came to the runes on the stone wall.

Yu Ziqing was the first to reach out and stick it on the rune, silently reading the record on the page of the Locust God.

The next moment, his figure disappeared from the spot.

Lao Yang and King Xiang touched the runes one after another and disappeared.

In the void where the Book of Anshi was located, the book automatically opened to the page of the Locust God.

Yu Ziqing's figure appeared here. He looked at the page of the book, thought for a while, and said.

"Give me the page about the strange fire."

The Book of Anshi automatically turned to the page of Strange Fire, and the pages fell off and floated into Yu Ziqing's hands.

As soon as Yu Ziqing had a thought, the page turned into a flame mark and was imprinted on his palm.

After being sprayed by Yu Ziqing for a long time, and having the Zhubi's book of Anshi taken away, he still followed Yu Ziqing's wishes honestly, and both Lao Yang and King Xiang were sent in directly.

Yu Ziqing stretched out a hand and placed it on the page of the Locust God, and his figure disappeared instantly.

The darkness in front of him brightened slightly, and then became dim again.

Yu Ziqing squinted his eyes slightly and looked up at the sky.

The sky was dark, and the brilliance of the sun was obscured.

It's not because of the clouds, but because of the locusts. The locusts are overwhelming, like black clouds that can't be seen, blocking the skylight, and the earth looks dark.

In addition to the swarms of locusts that gathered into clouds in the sky, there were densely packed locusts everywhere in the air and on the ground.

But on the earth, as far as the eye could see, there was no green at all, only bare trees, dead in large numbers.

Those locusts are not afraid of meat and vegetables, and do not let go of any weeds on the ground. All edible and inedible things are eaten by those locusts.

Yu Ziqing even saw a dark red poisonous weed being eaten by locusts one after another.

There was already a thick layer of locust corpses piled up around the poisonous weeds, but there were more locusts, one after another, one after another, trying to eat away the poisonous weeds.

Yu Ziqing appeared for only a dozen breaths before he saw that the poisonous weed had completely disappeared.

Tens of thousands of locust corpses were left around the poisonous weeds.

"Let's make sure where we are first."

The three of them flew through the sky together, and there was no life on the earth at all.

Not long after flying, Yu Ziqing saw corpses, a large number of corpses, scattered all over the road.

In addition to corpses, starving ghosts were also found, a large number of starving ghosts.

Those starving ghosts were like crazy, killing the locusts everywhere.

Not long after Yu Ziqing and the others flew, they saw where Ding Weicheng was.

Dingweicheng is like a dead city at this moment, just like the outside world, there is no green at all.

"Can we contact Feng Bujue? Or is he not here?"

"Already contacted, I sent out three flying swords of communication, and they can be sent out. He must be here. I told him that we are in Dingweicheng." King Xiang immediately replied.

"Then let's go to the city first."

According to records, the person who took action was Nie Shuang, the governor of Dingweicheng.

It is naturally the most convenient to come here directly.

There was no one guarding the city gate anymore. After entering the city, there were a few people scattered along the road. The guards guarding the city gate were all lying there against the city wall.

The old sheep checked around the area, and when he came back, he shook his head.

"All the city's defenses have exhausted their strength and are all useless."

The old sheep paused for a moment and continued.

"Moreover, there are not many people left alive, and there is not a single thing edible in the city."

As they were talking, they saw a man lying on the side of the road, taking his last breath. On top of him, a starving ghost came out, glanced at Yu Ziqing and others, and then rushed out of the city. Go slay those locusts.

Deep hatred and deep hatred are hard to wash away in the Three Rivers.

Yu Ziqing went to the county government office, but there was no one alive inside.

This is the disaster of the locust god.

Those locusts will eat everything in sight, but they will not directly hurt a person. Even if every locust comes to a child, it can crush it to death with one hand and trample it with one foot. die.

But that’s too much, hundreds of millions, no exaggeration at all.

However, these locusts are all highly poisonous and cannot be eaten.

Without food, the poultry and birds all starved to death, then all the livestock died, and then all the people died.

The disaster here is much more terrifying than the disaster in the wilderness that Yu Ziqing has experienced.

Because there are too many people here, so much so that even if a divine dynasty comes to provide him with food assistance, Yu Ziqing will not be able to save the people here.

Yu Ziqing sighed secretly. The thing he couldn't see the most and could relate to most was people starving to death.

This was just a city, and there were already too many starving ghosts to count. He didn't know how many people were starving to death in this seal.

Yu Ziqing left the others and went out of the city. He found a group of starving ghosts. He fell to the ground and shouted loudly.

"Is there anyone still sane?"

After waiting for a long time, a starving ghost came over.

"Are you from the imperial court?"

"Half, you are?"

"A small official from Ding Weicheng, whose name is not worth mentioning."

"If you were given a chance to become another kind of ghost and eat something, would you be willing?"

"Can you kill all these locusts if you change?"

"cannot."

"Forget it."

The clerk left these words, turned around and left, continuing to kill the locusts.

Yu Ziqing remained silent. He saw that there were still some starving ghosts who had obviously lost their minds but were still acting like crazy. They stayed up and worked tirelessly to kill locusts one by one.

What a big obsession.

The obsession is so great that even as a starving man, he suppresses even the hope of eating a bite, just to kill the locusts.

Yu Ziqing looked at the little official who was walking away, raised his hand, and asked again.

"Then if there is a way for you to kill those locusts, but you may not survive, would you be willing?"

The starving clerk stopped for a moment and immediately turned around to look at Yu Ziqing.

At this moment, the starving ghosts who had completely lost their minds stopped what they were doing and turned to look at Yu Ziqing.

"Are you sure you can kill all these locusts?"

"Not sure, but you can give it a try, but you will probably die."

"Hahaha..." The clerk raised his head and laughed. He pointed at himself and the other starving ghosts: "We are already dead. I only regret that we failed to kill all these locusts and that locust before we died. god."

Yu Ziqing didn't know what to say for a moment.

Yes, they are already dead, and their obsession has become so great that all that is left is to kill the Locust God.

What else is there to say?

Moreover, letting them burn the locusts themselves may be the best choice.