Master respects him by serving the devil

Bai Ruo didn't make a sound, just glanced at the sword and then looked away, a ball of spiritual power brewed in his palm.

Su Ye looked at it, and suddenly understood: Yes, it is not so easy to kill a monk with an ordinary sword. Master personally crushed his soul with spiritual power, saving even reincarnation.

Su Ye never asked: Why did Master kill me?

He doesn't care about the reason or the result, he just wants to know what he is in Bai Ruo's eyes?

He is not stupid, he naturally knows that when the master and him are feeding each other these years, the killing intent can't be concealed.Su Ye didn't care about eternity, this life was picked up originally, and it will live by day by day, as long as he is by Bai Ruoyi's side for a day, he will be very satisfied.

Even thinking of dying in Bai Ruoyi's hands, he became inexplicably excited. From birth to death, he seemed to belong to Bai Ruoyi by nature.

The white mist of spiritual power was in Bai Ruoyi's palm, and his slender fingers were lifted up little by little. Su Ye took a deep look at Bai Ruoyi, and closed his eyes willingly.

The soul was not shattered as expected, and the warm current poured from the top of the skull into the limbs and bones, which was as warm as a spring and moistened delicately.

Almost instantly, Su Ye suddenly understood what Bai Ruoyi was doing!

He was washing away his memory just now!

But in an instant, a sense of familiarity surged in, and along with the warm current came a flood of memories, memories that had disappeared, those memories that were washed away by Bai Ruoyi again and again!

But Su Ye didn't have time to think about it, didn't have time to stop it, and didn't have time to struggle in the future, so he opened his eyes in a daze.

Eyes as clear as amber looked at Bai Ruoyi blankly: "Master? Why am I here?"

"Think about it." Bai Ruoyi said as if nothing happened.

After Su Ye thought about it carefully, he slapped his forehead, "By the way, we went to the secret realm, but there is a non-returning inkstone in that secret realm. I remember Master said before that the non-returning inkstone can change the space at will. The space opened up a connecting channel, I got separated from them, and was sent back by Buguiyan."

Bai Ruoyi nodded lightly, "And then?"

"What then?"

"...It's nothing, I'll come back when I come back, go practice swords, don't relax for a day."

Bai Ruo turned around and was about to go back to the house, but the door hadn't closed yet, but the little apprentice stood at the door scratching his head, stuck in place, hesitating to speak.

"What else?"

Su Ye said: "... I was lucky and was sent back, but the disciples who were with me are still in the secret realm, so I don't know what happened."

"Are you worried about them?" Bai Ruoyi raised her eyebrows in surprise.

"Ok!"

Su Ye nodded, his eyes lit up, he frowned and lowered his head a little embarrassingly, and muttered: "Although those people are quite annoying, their words are harsh, they talk about benevolence and morality, and they put on airs, but...there are no elders in this trip, they rely on themselves It is estimated that it will be difficult to come out, and if something happens, it is not very good..."

Bai Ruoyi held onto the wooden door frame and froze in place. He would never have thought that the little apprentice would be worried about others.

After confirming that Su Ye was the heart of ten thousand demons, he preconceived that he was evil in his bones.

How could a born devil think of others?

But the young man in front of him had clear eyes and worried eyes, but he lowered his eyelashes embarrassingly to hide his emotions.

Bai Ruoyi suddenly felt that he might really be able to change his established destiny, and persuade all demons to be kind, and if it doesn't work, he can be tied up and locked up, so that he can't get rid of the harm to others.

"Master?"

Bai Ruo regained consciousness once.

"If the master is unwilling to go, I will go and inform the fairy masters of each fairy sect."

Bai Ruo frowned, and said in displeasure, "When did I say I didn't want to go?"

"You didn't speak just now, I thought..."

"Let's go."

As soon as Bai Ruo interrupted Su Ye, he drew a space door in front of him, and that door was the secret realm that Su Ye had been to.

It turns out that more than 200 years ago, gods like Bai Ruoyi had very powerful authority in this world, or in other words, their abilities. Bai Ruoyi knew everything about the abilities possessed by the artifacts wandering in Kyushu.

He is the only innate god in this world.

As for why he became so weak later on, and why the only remaining ability to open the door of space can only be achieved by relying on Bai Yu, that's another story.

This was originally just an ordinary secret realm, at most there were some low-level monsters, and it was not too difficult for the disciples of cultivating immortals to deal with. This is where the confusion arises.

As soon as Bai Ruo made a move, those little disciples who entered the secret realm were all safe and sound. After hearing the news, the fairy masters of various fairy sects rushed over and led their disciples away after thanking them repeatedly.

Before leaving, Immortal Master Mo looked at Su Ye, and left a post with a smile. Su Ye opened it and saw that the tree was still there, with embarrassment creeping up to the ears and red to the neck.

Bai Ruo went over to take a look, and it turned out that Immortal Master Mo invited Su Ye to a tea party for the younger generation of Xianmen. They said it was to make friends, but in fact it was the same as the Shangsi Festival in the mortal world. respectively.

Immortal Lord Mo is also a good old man, looking at Su Ye's handsome appearance, he has this meaning, maybe he has arranged the order in which several well-matched female cultivators will meet by chance in his mind.

As soon as Bai Ruo saw Su Ye's red neck, he felt that this child was no different from a mortal boy. If he followed mortal customs, Su Ye could indeed be a Taoist companion.

Once a person has fetters, it is not easy to make mistakes.

During the few days when Su Ye was pushed to Immortal Lord Mo, Bai Ruoyi went to the extreme north.

He sealed his divinity, together with most of the cultivation bases that depended on divine power, in that glacier, and the cold land was stamped with the label of prohibiting demons, and rows of icicles formed a huge maze. No one can get in, no one can get out.

What Bai Ruoyi didn't expect was that when he left the extreme north, part of the memories in his mind were also left behind along with his divinity.

That is the memory of the innate gods...

The extremely cold place in the north.

Thousands of miles away, glaciers stretch.

The eyelashes were lifted, and the ice-blue world was reflected in Bai Ruo's eyes, a pair of pupils changed color instantly, one eye was as deep and black as midnight, filled with crumbled stars, the other was cut to the brim, blinded. A haze of hoarfrost.

His divinity brought back lost memories, and it also took hold in his body.

He saw in the ages long ago, when the sky was pure and without prophecy, when all things grew without sorrow, when there were no human beings, and at that time he stood lonely in the clouds, alone and alone.

He holds a feather pen, the clouds are cloth, the earth is ink, and everything is colored. Live life jumps out from the tip of his pen, cheers, and slides to the world by climbing Jianmu trees.

It turns out that the Jianmu tree has never been a ladder to climb up to the sky, but a passage to the world...

He didn't know how many pens and inks he wrote, the earth was already densely packed, they looked at the god who stood up in the clouds, the god who created them, was above the sky, lived in Kyushu, and was located in Tatsumi.

Those people respectfully called him - Tatsumi God.

Tens of thousands of years, finally lonely, Tatsumi circled the Jianmu tree, held a handful of soil at the root of the tree, threw it into the deep sea, and created a circle of vortexes. The Jianmu tree took root in the sea, and that It is the earliest ladder.

Maybe it was accidentally cut by Jian Mushu, or some other accident, when Tatsumi found out, he stood on the cloud, staring at his fingertips oozing blood.

He used to bleed too, no different from the mortals he drew.

The blood drops on the fingertips dripped on the cloud cloth, and they fainted deeply and shallowly, creating a sunset glow overnight, which was extremely beautiful. It was the first sunset glow in the world. He looked at it with joy in his heart, and started to draw it .

He didn't have anything to draw, and he didn't know whether he should draw the scenery or the people. He fiddled with his fingertips, and glanced at the clouds, where tens of millions of human beings knelt down towards the clouds, clasped their hands together, and muttered, incomparable Sincerely and devoutly praying and worshiping, they firmly believe that the flying clouds all over the sky will bring them good luck and a good harvest.

The only god feels very lonely, he is needed by thousands of human beings, maybe...he needs someone of the same kind who can stand side by side in the sky...

Thinking of this, he smiled and made the first stroke.

That person, like himself, would be a man.

That person should have a pair of clear and clean eyes with slender eyelashes. When looking at him, he was gentle and sincere, rubbing the Milky Way in his eyes.

That person will also have two pear dimples, as if filled with honey or spirits, one can get drunk at a glance.

That person still loves to laugh, and will smile at him...

He will stand by his side, enjoy the prosperity of the world side by side, and accept the worship of mankind side by side with him.

When the pen was exhausted, Tatsumi was still dissatisfied. The life span of the human being he described was only a few decades, and he couldn't climb the Jianmu tree, and couldn't stand side by side with him on the clouds. How should he accompany him through this endless life? What about the years?

Thinking, he reached into his chest, cut off half of his heart, and stuffed it into the painting.

He will not feel pain, the body of a god is naturally different from that of a human being.

Seeing the person he created with his own hands fluttering his eyelashes, his eyes rolling, and the heart in his chest beating vigorously, again and again, no different from his own frequency, he suddenly burst into a smile, which he had never experienced before. pleasure.

New gods are born.

Life that is not allowed by the way of heaven breaks the rules of this world.

Tiandao named the new deity—Wanmoxin.

……

Bai Ruoyi seemed to be having an extremely terrifying nightmare, he was panting violently, and he was tightly covering his beating heart with his hands.

It turned out to be like this...

The divinity is not Bai Ruoyi's at all!Divinity is the tool used by Heaven to shackle him and control him!

And the new god is pure, newborn, unexpected, uncontrollable by the Dao of Heaven, an existence that shouldn't exist, Dao of Heaven wants to destroy him, and crowns him with "the heart of all demons, born to be evil" reputation.

The common people no longer worship new gods. They believe that floods and beasts, droughts, ground cracks, corpses drifting thousands of miles, plagues and malaria are all brought by the new god named "Magic Heart".

Bai Ruoyi tore at the phantom of half of his body, his phoenix eyes glared angrily, and his eyes were full of scarlet blood.

"Get out!"

"Heh... We have coexisted together for tens of millions of years, why? We have only been separated for a few hundred years, and you don't recognize me?"

"I do not need you!"

"Without me, you will die. I saw that your spiritual veins can't hold on anymore... Without me, you are not a god, but just a human monk whose spiritual veins are about to dry up."

"I don't need to die..."

Bai Ruoyi could feel that his spiritual veins were being repaired by the divinity, and every time he pulled the divinity out of his body, he could feel the pain of tearing the spiritual veins.

Maybe... I really can't hold on.

Perhaps, after rejecting divinity, he couldn't even go out to the extreme north.

Divinity raised a half-transparent arm, and drew a water mirror in the air.

As soon as Bai Ruo looked up and saw the picture in the water mirror, her heart suddenly stopped for half a beat. The scarlet bloodshot eyes filled her eyes, she was about to collapse, her tears fell wantonly, her whole body was cold, her heart seemed to be hit by an awl , to tear it into pieces and chop it into mud.

"Even if you don't think about yourself, don't you think about him? If you die here, who will save him?" Divinity sighed and said in embarrassment.

"He is dying. If you reject me, it will take at least ten days and a half months to rush back with your current ability. By then, it will be too late to collect the corpse. Just accept me and use the power of the gods to draw the gate of time and space. You We can save him right away!"

The quill was flying in the air, hanging in front of him, Bai Ruoyi staggered and reached out to fish for it, but he couldn't get anything.

The human body is not qualified to touch the pen of the writer.

Bai Ruo closed his eyes, but his ears were filled with the muffled groans coming from the water mirror, as well as the abuse and slander around him, his little apprentice had always been able to bear it, the pain was so painful that it was heartbreaking The lungs hurt so badly that they would not beg for mercy or cry out for pain.

From the time he whipped Su Ye for the first time in his life, he knew...