Lord of Deception

Yu Ziqing took out the rusty dagger from his arms.

Holding it in his hand, the rust on the dagger turned into powder and slowly fell.

Yu Ziqing's aura slowly increased, and his soul, which was about to manifest, also began to manifest at this moment, turning into the appearance of a hungry ghost.

Black energy surged out from his soul, turning into Yin energy so rich that it condensed into black water and overflowed.

After the rust on the dagger completely fell off, it slowly turned into a long black sword.

The head of the sword is the head of a hungry ghost with its mouth wide open and roaring. The hilt is made of twisted limbs. The guard turns into two crosses. The angry eyes are grinning at the hungry ghost. On the sword body, there are dense There are piles of strange runes, exuding a strong breath of curse.

This time, the realm has not improved much. It is now at most five levels, but the power it elicits is the power of the Hungry Ghost.

Yu Ziqing raised the sword in his hand, looked at Holy Mother Baiyang and smiled.

"It seems that there is no use in torturing you, so just go and die."

The Holy Mother of Baiyang stared at Yu Ziqing, and instantly sensed that the power in Yu Ziqing was definitely the power of the Hungry Ghost.

He also showed a smile, and he smiled extremely wildly.

"Hahaha……"

After he finished laughing, he grinned and asked.

"May I have your name?"

"Ignore him." Uncle Fu immediately replied to Yu Ziqing.

Yu Ziqing smiled.

"It's okay, Uncle Fu."

"Listen up, I won't change my name or surname. My name is Qing Ziyu. I'm waiting for you to kill me in the next life. You must come quickly. Don't wait until I become a strong man before you come again. Then Then I can crush you to death again with one hand, how boring it would be."

"Okay, Qing Ziyu, I remember you. I will come back to find you soon. You must not die first."

Holy Mother Baiyang also smiled extremely happily. The moment the other party recognized him without knowing how, he knew that he was dead.

But before he died, he saw someone who could walk the path of a hungry ghost in human form.

With this kind of gain, it would be better to die now.

"Then I beg you, hurry up, I'm waiting for you to kill me, don't be afraid."

Yu Ziqing felt that the hatred was almost gone, so he no longer hesitated.

With a wave of the long sword, he saw the long sword in his hand turn into a stream of light, inserted from the fontanel of the Holy Mother of the White Sun, and a large amount of black water gushes out, drowning him.

After the black water washed away, the Holy Mother of the White Sun had completely disappeared. There was only a long sword stuck on the ground. The hungry ghost's head on the sword's head had its mouth closed, and the two hungry ghosts hugging the chest were guarding the hand. , eyes closed and heads lowered, they nodded slightly together and saluted Yu Ziqing.

The Holy Mother of the White Sun of this generation was completely destroyed, leaving no ashes.

Yu Ziqing waved his hand, and the sword automatically flew into his hand and was put away by him.

Uncle Fu on the side was filled with astonishment. He had too many puzzles.

Why could Yu Ziqing recognize this person as Our Lady of Baiyang?

Why is Yu Ziqing able to cultivate the power of the hungry ghost with his own body?

The most puzzling thing is why Yu Ziqing is willing to use these powers in front of him.

After all, he is from Dali, and it is not suitable for him to know such secrets.

If he did not tell Dong Gong this explosive information, he would be disloyal to Dong Gong. If he told Dong Gong, he would be unjust to Yu Ziqing.

For a moment, Fu Bo was full of tangles in his heart, and the demonic thoughts in his heart were about to start.

Suddenly, the demonic thoughts that were about to stir in his heart were instantly silenced.

When Uncle Fu came back to his senses, one of Yu Ziqing's hands was already on his shoulder, and he smiled at him.

"Uncle Fu, what's wrong with you?"

Looking at Yu Ziqing, who was filled with the power of the Hungry Ghost Way, Fu Bo sighed.

"It's okay, it's just that the old injury from before has recurred a bit."

"Uncle Fu, thank you for your support all the way. Without you here, I really wouldn't dare to dig out Our Lady of the White Sun.

Who knows what kind of strength this monster has, and what tricks he can use to keep him under control.

I just didn't expect that this demon would be so weak. "

"Young Master Qing is so polite. I didn't do anything. It was all thanks to Young Master Qing's intelligence that I was able to find the hidden Baiyang Demon."

Uncle Fu smiled bitterly and immediately understood the subtext of Yu Ziqing's words.

If Yu Ziqing is willing to let him follow, then he has no intention of hiding everything that happens along the way, and naturally he has no intention of hiding it from the Prince of the East Palace behind him.

But he got into trouble and didn't check for a while, and almost found another opportunity due to the evil thoughts in his heart.

Yu Ziqing smiled and sat aside, minding his own business, sensing carefully while the power was still there.

In the past, when he also practiced the Way of the Hungry Ghost, he relied on his instinct to know which way to go is right and which way is wrong. However, this is just a straight trunk that can never go wrong, and it is just a state of cultivation.

Now that he has elicited the power of the Way of the Hungry Ghost in his waking state, he naturally has to understand it.

These are all pointing out to him how to take the future path, how to sprout new buds and grow new thick branches on the main trunk, and these are the techniques and secret techniques of the Hungry Ghost Way. Something that extends from the main trunk.

After a while, the power dissipated, Yu Ziqing returned to his original state, the compassion dissipated from the abyss of despair, and everyone returned to the country road.

More than three months of carpet-based investigations have finally come to an end.

Uncle Fu sighed and looked towards the south.

"The things are done, it's time for me to go back. Miss Xianqian, is there any letter that I need to bring to you?"

"Excuse me, Uncle Fu." Xianxin handed the prepared letter to Uncle Fu, then took out a jade bottle and handed it to Uncle Fu with both hands: "Uncle Fu, don't refuse."

"This... many thanks to Miss Xianxin, and many thanks to Master Qing."

After everyone parted with Uncle Fu, they stood in the middle of the avenue and looked back in all directions.

"Master, where are we going now? Do we want to go home?"

"I'm definitely going back, but don't be in a hurry. Let's find a place to rest. It's been a few months. I see you are all tired. I am tired too. I just want to take a bath and have a good sleep. , I will definitely take a lot of things with me when I go home.”

Yu Ziqing smiled and added.

"Then, I'll just wait for Our Lady of the White Sun to come again and wait for him to kill me."

Uncle Fu praised him for being smart, but he didn't dare to admit it. He knew that he was not very smart, but he just had a different way of thinking from the people here. He was also diligent enough, well prepared, and willing to spend time and bend down. Do it yourself.

The monks here, their way of thinking, destined them not to go to the bottom, visit one by one, and collect the joys and sorrows of tens of thousands of mortals one by one, to know why they were injured and when they stole the neighbor's house. Chicken, when will there be weddings and funerals, when will we no longer be able to live anymore...

Not to mention, prepare food and farm tools, contact them one by one, and prepare your words. When exploring, you can also light up a little joy and light in the suffering life of the other party.

Dali registered and registered them, gave them household registration, and let the people in the village keep an eye on them, just to prevent die-hards with evil ways among them.

No one cares if a man or a child dies or there is no food left.

Because of this, Our Lady of Baiyang never felt that she would be exposed, and she dared to come back when she heard that someone from the county was coming.

Even if Yu Ziqing was able to track down the Holy Mother of the White Sun, Da Li could actually do it more easily.

As long as they go deep into the bottom, go through tedious and large-scale investigations, they can actually easily dig out that the guy named A Xiao is actually a fake.

For monks with many means, the information on mortals is completely undefended. Even mortals who are willing to spend time to check can slowly find it here.

At that time, even if they didn't know that the pseudonym A Xiao was the Holy Mother of the White Sun, they could confirm that this was a remnant of evil after discovering the doubts.

Our Lady of White Sun must die in the end.

The old farmers working in the fields had a timid expression when they saw Yu Ziqing who was clean and neatly dressed. Yu Ziqing had seen too many things along the way.

He deeply understood why he could win this time.

I was just willing to spend time and use stupid methods.

Therefore, it cannot float.

Still don't feel safe.

This body refining still has to be practiced, armor still has to be stacked, this is the most important thing, and the way of the hungry ghost still has to be practiced.

When can you relax a little when no one can kill him?

That’s not right, it’s best when you can’t kill yourself.

…

High Priest Liu Xin looked into the distance with a somewhat stunned expression.

There seemed to be a sudden emptiness in his heart, a sense of loss that made him cry bitterly, and flooded his heart like a landslide and a tsunami.

"The Holy Mother, has fallen?"

"How is that possible? It's been months..."

He was already prepared to choose another one from the alternative plans, and when the storm passed, he would bring back Our Lady of the White Sun.

Unexpectedly, why did this suddenly fall?

Everything has to start again.

The speed of his cultivation will plummet again.

He and Bai Yang Xie Si were both prosperous. As the high priest, after Bai Yang Xie Si's followers grew stronger, even without the incense crystals given by Holy Mother Bai Yang, his cultivation speed was faster than in the previous decades.

He was stuck at the sixth level for decades because it was unbearable. The progress was so slow that he couldn't get over the big bottleneck between the sixth and seventh levels. Only in this way did he seize the opportunity immediately after the disaster in the wasteland happened. Start making things happen.

Now, having to do it all over again, his face looked as ugly as if he had eaten a fly.

After pondering for a long time, he opened his mouth and spat out, and a purple-gold ring appeared in his hand.

The shape of the ring is very simple, with a purple-gold metal ring, a triangular ring face, and a dark black gemstone inlaid in the center.

He put on the ring and closed his eyes.

The ring surface kept squirming and turned into the shape of a seven-story tower, while the gem turned into a dark vortex at the bottom entrance of the pagoda.

A ray of Liu Xin's soul consciousness flew out and got into the vortex.

This ray of his soul consciousness appeared inside the pagoda, turning into a figure with no visible facial features, walking up the pagoda layer by layer.

All the way to the top floor, there were only seven short tables and seven futons in the empty space.

He sat down on the third futon and waited quietly.

After a while of burning incense, I saw a dark figure walking up from the top of the stairs.