I have a book of salvation

"No, not likely."

When he said this, Yu Youyu himself didn't quite believe it.

Although Jing Changsheng, the Holy Son of Yama, was jealous, narrow-minded and ambitious, he would do anything to achieve his goals.

But no matter what, as long as his mind is right, he should aim to be the next Holy Lord.

Furthermore, if he is really a member of the True Cult and has not been discovered under the nose of Lord Yama for more than 20 years...

If he were that kind of old monster who has lived for thousands of years, it would be understandable to have such acting skills, but he is only about the same age as Yu Youyu, in his twenties, how could he have been performing flawlessly for twenty years without causing any confusion? Any doubts?

This is simply an insult to the entire Yama Holy Land.

"And I can be sure that he will not be so stupid as to return to his origins, adopt the doctrine of returning false to true, and give up the position of the Holy Lord of Yama for some reason."

Yu Youyu shook his head and said: "Judging from the teachings of the True Sect, although those believers are crazy and unreasonable, they should be devout believers. Jing Changsheng is not such a person. A selfish person like him will not He has such fervent and devout faith, no matter who he is.”

After hearing this, Yu Chen nodded slightly and did not deny it, "Yes, Jing Changsheng cannot be a member of the True Sect, otherwise the Holy Lord should have discovered the clues long ago. I never said that he would be A true believer."

"Then what do you mean?" Yu Xiaoyu frowned slightly.

"But just because you are not a member of the True Religion, it does not mean that you cannot do things for the True Religion." Yu Chen took a deep breath and shook his head, "I believe in Yan Mo Holy Land's ability to recognize people, and I also believe that Jing Changsheng cannot be in the Holy Lord. Hidden under the nose for more than twenty years.

But what if... Jing Changsheng himself does not know the existence of the True Sect?

When you went after the formation diagram, you were imprisoned, trapped in the Great Summer Land, unable to come out.

At that time, the entire Donghuang thought that you were dead, and Jing Changsheng should be even more elated, because at that time, the Holy Lord was seriously injured and was about to die soon. For him, I am afraid that he would be able to survive in a few years. It is a great joy to ascend to the position of Holy Master that he has dreamed of.

But more than half a year ago, you suddenly appeared, the king returned, suppressed him with overwhelming force, and the direction of the wind reversed - in this way, it is almost impossible for him to become the Holy Lord again, which is a great tragedy.

Great joy followed by great sorrow is the most grueling thing. If you can survive it, the sky is bright. But if you can't survive it, you will sink.

And if at this most desperate and painful time, there is such a mysterious person or thing, luring him or her with lies, I am afraid that most people will not be able to bear the bait.

I don’t know what conditions the Benzhen Sect promised Jing Changsheng, but right now, since the ten protector gods are all busy working on the Dongxu Formation on the top of the Wojiao Mountain, it can only mean one thing - this Dongxu The formation is used to move countless mortals from the extreme south, and is the key to forging their so-called supreme soul soldiers.

However, it is impossible for the True Religion to avoid the Dongxu Formation in the entire southern mortal city and country.

Therefore, Jing Changsheng's role came into play. "

Yu Chen took a deep breath and said, "Yes, if the True Sect wants to set up the Dongxu Formation in the mortal cities and countries in the extreme south, it will be impossible to hide it from the eyes of the Yama Holy Land.

But what if they didn't want to hide it at all?

As long as the identity of the Holy Son of Yama is used as a disguise, it is completely justified that countless mortal cities will be built under the rule of Yama.

As long as...he changes his position and steals the secret! "

At that moment, Yu Xiaoyu finally realized what he was doing.

——Ascension Plan.

Huge amounts of spiritual materials and endless manpower and material resources were expended to set up spirit gathering formations in all the cities and kingdoms under the rule of Yan Mo in the extreme south, gathering the energy of heaven and earth in the cities and kingdoms, turning mortal soil into blessed lands and caves, and greatly improving the abilities of the mortals born. Qualifications and roots.

It's for...the spiritual ascension plan.

It is also one of the few human affairs that Jing Changsheng has done in more than 20 years.

But what if... what he built with great fanfare was not some kind of spirit gathering array?

In those mortal kingdoms and cities, there are basically no Qi practitioners, powerful practitioners, and no knowledgeable people.

Jing Changsheng took his people to set up a formation. Who could tell what kind of formation he was setting up?

In addition, from the confession of Zheng Shi, one of the ten guardians of Nawojiao Mountain, the Dongxu Formation in Nawojiao Mountain and the plan of the second godson.

It's almost certain.

The so-called spiritual ascension plan is probably just a cover.

What Jing Changsheng forged was not the Spirit Gathering Formation, but... the Cave Void Formation of the same Wojiao Mountain!

Used to move the endless mortals to Wojiao Mountain, and use their souls to forge supreme soul weapons!

At first, when Yu Youyu first heard about it, he thought he was trying to use this reputation to show off in front of the Holy Lord.

But I didn't expect that there might be such a terrible conspiracy hidden!

Although it is just a guess, it is already... close to ten.

"But since he was so shady, the diviners of the Holy Land should have arrived long ago..." Yu Youyu rubbed his temples and frowned.

——Every big force has its own diviner, who divines bad luck and predicts misfortune.

Although it may not be as complete as Tianji Pavilion, if Jing Changsheng really built the Spirit Gathering Array into the Dongxu Grand Array.

That must be based on the destiny, and there is a clue.

Those fortune tellers followed the calculations and the truth came to light naturally.

After all, Jing Changsheng was, to put it bluntly, a Qi practitioner in the Yuan Shen realm, and it was impossible to deceive the secrets of heaven.

"Jing Changsheng can't do it, but people from the Benzhen Sect can do it."

Yu Chen shook his head and said: "The young master of Tianji Pavilion once said that there are a huge number of diviners in Benzhen Sect, and the most powerful one among them is even second only to Taoist Tianji - because of this, such a huge number of diviners Only in this way can the true teaching be completely hidden under the water and no trace of it can be seen.

If the True Sect really intended to use Jing Changsheng's hand to build the Dongxu Formation, it must have been deceived by the tampering of the heavenly secrets long ago. "

After saying this, both of their expressions were gloomy.

——The conspiracy of the True Cult is too outrageous.

Subvert the entire extreme south?

That is almost equivalent to destroying one-twentieth of the world in the Eastern Wasteland, and countless creatures will be burned to the ground inexplicably.

"Gravekeeper, I'm afraid you will have to walk the rest of the way alone. I need to go back immediately and report to the teacher."

Yu Youyu's expression was solemn. Although he was still not sure that "Jing Changsheng was helping the Benzhen Sect", this was related to the safety of countless mortal cities and countries in the entire extreme south.

Nothing careless.

"Okay, be careful along the way." Yu Chen nodded. Such news must be reported as soon as possible. Anyway, he can handle this South China Sea restricted area alone.

After making the decision, the two of them looked at each other, and the young fish turned into a streak of light and flew away.

Only Yu Chen was left, looking at the majestic dark red Wojiao Mountain and stepping into it.

at the same time.

In Wojiao Mountain, there is a majestic and huge ancient imperial palace.

A young figure in black and white robes slowly stood up from the throne.

In his hand, he held a parchment scroll. On the scroll was the content that Zheng Shi had sent before he set out to intercept Yu Chen and the other two.

Said two things.

First, Heavenly Lord Zheng Yuan escaped and was hiding in a nook and cranny of Wojiao Mountain. He had already sent a letter to the other nine Heavenly Lords protecting the Dharma to pursue and intercept him.

Second, someone invaded the restricted area. Zheng Shi himself had already killed him first and then went to intercept him.

The young figure stood up and frowned slightly.

Logically speaking, neither should be a big deal.

First, although Zheng Yuan is a heavenly master, he is at the end of his game and cannot make any trouble.

Secondly, the intruders are people from the Yama Holy Land, but there is some trouble, but Zheng Shi, who has the Ten Thousand Souls Divine Weapon, should be able to solve it.

But inexplicably, the young man felt an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart.

He took out a tortoise shell and three copper coins and played with them.

On the tortoise shell, there was a dense black light, and copper coins were flying, drawing countless dense silk threads.

Vaguely, black and white clouds surged, collided with each other, and collided with each other.

Finally, the black cloud completely swallowed up the white cloud, and the billowing black air surrounded the tortoise shell, filled with an extremely ominous meaning!

Immediately afterwards, the black cloud sank, sinking into the tortoise shell and copper coins.

Bang bang bang bang!

Suddenly, the tortoise shell cracked and the copper coins exploded into pieces!

The young man took a few steps back, his face gloomy!

The sky is full of bad luck, and the armor is cracked and the gold is broken.

——Big evil!

Taking a deep breath, the young man went through the entire plan from beginning to end.

Then he took out a purple-red jade slip and spoke his voice, "Zhu Zun, I've done some calculations and it turns out that your luck is very bad and something may change. Please be prepared for your birth."

Then he let out a long breath.

But suddenly, as if being called by someone, he frowned and closed his eyes.

So, on Wojiao Mountain, his eyes closed.

But thousands of miles away, in the extreme south, in the capital of a certain mortal city.

On the waist of Jing Changsheng, the Holy Son of Yama, there was a grimace, and he opened his eyes.

Let us say that at this time, the Holy Son of Yama was in a tall building, looking out at the world.

Looking at the vast ancient capital, the streets and alleys are straight and horizontal. Looking from a distance, outside the capital, the complex and mysterious patterns cover the entire city, and the dense light is shining, which is extremely magical.

At the same time, behind Jing Changsheng, stood an old man wearing imperial robes. This man was about seventy or eighty years old, but he was tall, stalwart, and not angry.

Behind him were the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, who bowed their heads and said nothing.

Naturally, it is not difficult to see that he is the king of a country.

But at this moment, the king of a country was extremely respectful at this moment. Facing Jing Changsheng, he was grateful in every possible way, "Thank you Immortal Master! Thank you Immortal Master! Now the entire country's spirit gathering array has been completed. From now on Our hilly country will surely be filled with fairy sprouts, and it will be a holy place for more talented people!”

Jing Changsheng just hummed and said nothing.

This caused the monarch and all the civil and military officials to express their praises again.

But suddenly, he interrupted them, "Okay, you go down first."

The sound of praise stopped abruptly.

The monarch and many ministers bowed and resigned.

"Your Majesty the Holy Son, what's wrong?" The ghostly mask opened its eyes and asked.

Jing Changsheng, the Holy Son of Yama, took a deep breath and said, "——It has a tail."