I have a role in the heavens

This demonic species that is about to be broken exudes bursts of invisible fluctuations, spreading like words. The fluctuations in circles make an inexplicable aura appear in the world, stimulating the energy of all things in the world. The strong wind stops and the dark clouds disperse. Go, the bright sunshine once again envelopes the entire Poyang City.

The demonic seed deep in Hou Xibai's heart was planted by him with the most holy Buddhist relics. The darkest and evil seeds often sprout and take root in the light and holiness.

But now the demon species has transformed, and is about to transform again, achieving the final twelfth chapter of "The Dao Heart Demon Planting Technique", the realm of demon immortals, transforming from the demonic path into the righteous path again.

Affected by this invisible fluctuation, the corpses all over the manor suddenly began to swell, and their flesh and blood began to bulge, like a rubber ball. Under the horrified gaze of Feiying Qu Ao, they exploded, and the entire manor There is a rain of flesh and blood in it, falling freely, poignant and bloody, evil and weird.

Only the filthiest mud can give birth to the most holy and pure lotus. With the explosion of corpse flesh and blood, the demon seed deep in Hou Xibai's heart finally completely cracked, and the brilliant brilliance bloomed, sweeping away all the darkness and evil in his heart. Bright, a golden lotus is in full bloom, and sitting on it is a dharma body, six feet long, with a golden body, pure glass, shining with the light of wisdom. Above its head is suspended a bright light, which seems round but not round, square but not square, exuding the aura of immortality. Tao Fruit, this is the most holy and bright Tao Fruit that is nourished by the flesh and blood of those Tiele warriors.

The white in Hou Xibai's eyes gradually faded, and a little ink appeared from them. The black and white eyes reappeared in Hou Xibai's eyes. They were clean, bright, pure and agile, purer than the eyes of a newborn baby, and full of love. With curiosity and love for all things in the world, the evil and weird smile on Hou Xibai's face became bright and sunny, and the originally suppressed and cold aura around him became warmer and lighter. His whole person transformed from the inside out, which was completely the opposite.

In one thought, a demon transforms into a Buddha.

Qu Ao's eagle eyes were sharp, and he couldn't help but stare, showing an extremely cautious look. He was extremely surprised. This scene seemed so weird in his eyes. An evil person who was like a demon suddenly realized enlightenment and enlightenment. After becoming a Buddha, Hou Xibai is holy, noble and majestic, which makes people feel admiration in their hearts!

Hou Xibai exuded a bright aura from the inside out. He raised his head and looked at the flying eagle Qu Ao swooping down here. The eagle's claws were sharp and brought up bursts of strong wind. Even Hou Xibai was affected by this. The evil wind narrowed his sword eyes, and a bright ray of light came out from the slit of his eyes. With a warm smile on his face, as gentle as the spring breeze, the golden mouth opened and he spoke softly.

"That's it!"

The voice was extremely soft, and it reached Qu Ao's ears clearly in the violent wind, without any ambiguity. Qu Ao's heart was awe-inspiring, his eyes became even more sinister, all the acupoints in his body lit up one after another, and countless The true energy surged out, and the eagle's claws became even sharper and more ferocious. The force of the claws tore through the air and made a whistling sound, like an eagle's cry, clear and high, and endless, like eagles swooping down in groups, toward the ground. The prey on the ground launched a ferocious attack, the sound was extremely frightening, and the power was unparalleled.

Today, the people of Poyang City have opened their eyes. First, the day suddenly turned into night, and they couldn't see their fingers. Finally, the dark clouds dispersed, and the strong wind suddenly stopped. Now they can hear the cry of eagles, as if they are on the grassland, looking up. But there was no trace of it, as if it was haunted.

The sound of these eagle calls made the livestock and poultry raised in people's homes tremble, huddle up, and hide in the corner, with fear in their eyes.

Hou Xibai shook his head gently, raised his right arm, and with a slight flick, countless waves were shaken, the air turned into substance, the space was frozen, shrinking inward, and invisible force emerged from Qu Ao's body, squeezing him desperately inward. , the soaring wings could not wave, the arms were restrained, the whole body's true energy exploded, desperately resisting these invisible collapse forces, the face turned red, the eagle eyes popped, and the mouth made a hoarse eagle cry, as if complaining Heaven is unfair and fate is miserable.

"boom!"

The eagle is the overlord soaring in the sky, unrestrained, domineering and wanton, and is the existence that all living beings on earth look up to.

The eagle has only one chance to land in its life, and that is at the end of its life. Qu Ao fell heavily to the ground, and there was blood all over the ground under him. It was extremely bloody. The black blood of these Tiele warriors had already Somewhat dry.

Qu Ao's vigorous and powerful face was pale, without any blood. His sharp hawk-like eyes were full of weakness and dull. There was a steady stream of red blood flowing out of his mouth. White air was exhaled from his nostrils, but he was not inhaled. The time has clearly come when life is extinguished.

"Ho!"

"Ho!"

"Ho!"

Qu Ao could no longer speak clear words. He lay on the ground, looking up at the clear blue sky and the sunny sky. A flash of regret and sadness flashed through him. He exhaled his last breath and died suddenly.

Hou Xibai looked at the flying eagle Qu Ao with dead eyes. This proud and fierce prairie martial arts master finally fell into the water town of Jiangnan. He could no longer soar in the nine heavens, stir up wind and rain, and stir up the world.

Hou Xibai lowered his eyes and paused. His treasures were solemn, compassionate and holy. His heart was filled with light, joy and peace. He took steps and walked out of the gate of the manor. He paused and looked back, took one last look, and walked again, leaving traces on the bluestone road. The extremely bloody footprints were terrifying and eerie.

The Iron Cavalry Association was destroyed and disappeared into thin air. Grandmaster Fei Ying Qu Ao of Tie Le was defeated and died in battle. This shocking news instantly spread throughout the world. Everyone was stunned. The mysterious Xie Ji Sect disciple showed such cultivation It was really terrifying. He broke into the headquarters of the Iron Cavalry alone and killed them all. Then without teasing and recuperating, he killed the martial arts master Fei Ying Qu Ao in one go. This level of strength was not weaker than the strongest in the world. A top player.

As for the top masters in the world, who are not very old and powerful in the world? Even the youngest Evil King Shi Zhixuan and Heavenly Sword Song Que are over fifty years old and have gray spots on their heads, far older than this. The age of a Xieji Sect disciple.

Someone once entered the headquarters manor of the Iron Cavalry to check the results. There was blood and flesh everywhere, and the smell of blood was so strong and nauseating. The scene was so tragic and terrifying that it made people sleepless at night and terrified.

The cruel methods and bloody nature shown by this disciple of the Evil Sect are far beyond those of ordinary Demon Sect disciples. Those Tiele warriors died with no intact corpses, and not even a piece of intact flesh and blood could be found. It was horrific and bloody.

However, compared to the reaction of the people in the martial arts world, the people of Poyang City were very happy. The Iron Cavalry Association that was pressing on them disappeared. They finally saw the clear sky above their heads and the bright sunshine. The disciples of the sect respected him very much, and some even set up a longevity tablet for him at home and worshiped it every day. It can be seen that the people do not care about good and evil. What does those illusory things have to do with them, the common people!

Hou Xibai, who made a big fuss in the south of the Yangtze River, pretended to have changed his identity and returned to Luoyang City again. He was dressed in pure white robes and had a Baimei fan on his waist. He was leisurely, elegant, gentle, and a gentleman, walking in Luoyang. On the city's main road, there are some shouting vendors on both sides, trying hard to attract the attention of customers. If they sell a few more coins, the whole family can fill their stomachs today.

Having enough food and clothing is always the most important thing for the people of Li. As for the ownership of the world and the ups and downs of the world, what does it have to do with them? As long as they can survive, it doesn't matter who is the master of the world. Their performance is far better than those The big guys are even more indifferent.

The common people don't care whether they choose a master on behalf of God or ask for orders for the people. As long as they can have a full meal, the other things are done by these big shots. They just watch the show and don't care at all.

Hou Xibai stopped, took out two copper coins, and bought a bunch of candied haws. The hawthorns were wrapped in crystal red sugar, which made his mouth water.

Hou Xibai took a bite. The sugar wrapped on the outside was extremely crisp and crunchy. The sweet and sour taste whet his appetite. He walked leisurely on the road, listening to the shouts in his ears, feeling relaxed and lazy. Feeling the breath of this worldly life, I lowered my head from time to time and took a bite of the candied haws in my hand, until I arrived in front of the door of Shangshu Mansion, with a few candied haws left in my hand.

Hou Xibai handed over the invitation, and the guard quickly moved out of the way. Hou Xibai walked into the main door and headed towards the living room. Today Wang Shichong held a banquet, and many people were invited. Hou Xibai, the successor of the Huajian Sect, still has some weight. , and naturally received the invitation.

There were two banquet tables in the hall, and at this time it was almost full of people, all lined up at the south end of the hall. On the east side of this gorgeous hall, more than a dozen men and women who looked like musicians were sitting and waiting. These people were all musicians. For this banquet, Wang Shichong invited Shang Xiufang, the number one courtesan in the world, to perform, which really attracted a lot of people.

Shang Xiufang has the reputation of being the most talented woman in the world. Her talent, appearance, and cultivation are all extremely outstanding. Its singing can make people completely forget about the happy or unhappy things around them, lead people into a strange realm, and make people feel the state of mind of Xiufang people unconsciously. Her talent goes beyond singing. Xiu Fang can improvise according to the surrounding environment, compose poems one by one at her fingertips, and compose her own music to perform. He composed, composed, sang and sang by himself. He was really talented and admired by people all over the world. His talent was only matched by Shi Qingxuan.

Shang Xiufang is not an ordinary famous prostitute. She is a prostitute rather than a prostitute. Her parents are inextricably linked to Li Yuan, Yue Shan, Zhu Yuyan, and Dongming's wife Shan Meixian. She has a profound background and is protected by the Li clan. There is no one in the world. If anyone dares to mess with them, the strength of the four gates is not just blown away, they have enough deterrence and influence.

Although there were close to fifty people in the hall, most of them were strictly quiet. Even if there were people talking and laughing at the table, they were cautious, and it felt like an official entertainment.

Hou Xibai's arrival did not attract the attention of others. Hou Xibai found an inconspicuous corner, sat down, and continued to eat the candied haws bought with two copper coins in his hand, turning a blind eye to the delicacies on the table in front of him. , seemed not as delicious and sweet as the candied haws in his hand.

Several guests beside Hou Xibai were all children of aristocratic families. Although they were not as good as the four great nobles, they were of noble birth. They were dressed in loose scribes' robes. They held this folding fan in their hands and fanned it gently, glancing at the dissolute Hou Xibai. , a look of contempt flashed in his eyes, he moved his body unconsciously, and put a little distance away from Hou Xibai, so as not to be misunderstood as a companion, and to avoid being embarrassed and losing face.

Hou Xibai naturally had a panoramic view of the reactions of several people. He couldn't help but roll his eyes and took out the Baimei fan from his waist. He also followed their example and fanned it, looking arty and pretentious, with a candied haws in his mouth. , really funny.

Hou Xibai flapped the folding fan twice and felt that the weather was still not suitable. He quickly put it away again, inserted it casually into his waist, and started eating in his own way again. The sound of the steel plate making a clanging sound was so clear that the people around him were stunned. Can't help but look sideways.

Hou Xibai didn't care at all about the eyes of people around him. At this time, he had understood the essence of magic. He could do whatever he wanted, indulge himself, ignore rumors, and no longer be bound by the world. His mind was unrestrained, free, happy and stable.

The orchestra suddenly played the strings and pipes together, and the melodious music echoed around the beams. Shang Xiufang finally arrived.

When Shang Xiufang appeared in front of everyone like a fairy who came from the deep valley in a dream to the mortal world, no one in the entire hall, male or female, could look away from this courtesan who turned all living beings upside down.

The appearance of Shang Xiufang made Hou Xibai think of Shi Feixuan and Huan Huan at the same time. Shang Xiufang can not only remind people of Shifei Xuan's elegant and fairy-like natural beauty; at the same time, she also possesses Wanwan's charming and agile mysterious beauty, forming another unique style that is not inferior to the two of them.

Shang Xiufang has a slender and well-proportioned figure, and a myriad of manners and expressions. Her pair of enchanting eyes are extremely moving, full of affection, and full of charm. Her delicate pink lips have a slight hint of charm. With a shy Yingying smile, there are indeed few men in the world who can resist Shang Xiufang's charm.

At this time, the music suddenly changed, and Shang Xiufang, who was dressed in a plain yellow robe and a light green shawl, started singing and dancing beyond everyone's expectation.

There was no makeup on her beautiful face, but her brows were as bright as day, which made her look a thousand times better than any heavy makeup. The water hibiscus is extremely gorgeous, without any hairpins. The hair is just casually pulled on the head, and the watery light is faintly visible. It is so pure and beautiful that it is intoxicating.

Shang Xiufang's lips parted slightly, and her beautiful singing voice echoed in the living room, extremely melodious.

"Tears have wet Qiluo, and the young master has owed a lot of kindness. The sisters knew clearly at the beginning that they should not express their sincerity to him. After thinking about it carefully, I would like to know how to understand it. "

Shang Xiufang's singing voice has a laissez-faire, lazy, dark and sad tone, which is unique and mysterious, with an unparalleled Qingqi sentiment. There is no fault in her vocal skills, and her moving expressions , who can not be moved by it.

"The bridal chamber is deep, the space is quiet, and the body and mind are filled with loneliness. When you come, you must pray to stop falling in love when you are young. Light makeup, little fuss, just because the five tombs are insignificant. Snow on the chest, Congjun bites, fear It's worth a lot of money to buy a smile."

Her melodious and melodious singing brought everyone present into a strange realm where there was only music. Her melodious and alluring voice, through different singing tones, presented something rich and elusive. The smell, the low-level sad feelings, are like a surging ocean tide, completely submerging everyone's hearts.

Hou Xibai nodded frequently, patted his thigh gently with his palm, keeping time, very relaxed. He is proficient in music and has a very high level. He has reached the level of the sounds of nature. Naturally, he can hear details that others say they cannot notice. Shang Xiufang's singing and dancing are indeed amazing. They are not weaker than Shi Qingxuan's flute, which can be regarded as the sound of earth. realm.

The song ends. The music stopped suddenly. There was complete silence. After a long while, the audience burst into thunderous applause and spontaneously began to praise and praise him.

Wang Shichong looked in amazement, smiled while stroking his hands, and asked Shang Xiufang.

"Everyone, this song can only be heard in heaven, and how many times can it be heard in the human world. I wonder who wrote this song?"

Shang Xiufang lowered her head lightly, revealing her slender pink neck as graceful as a swan. She answered softly without any hint of pride.

"Master Shangshu, please don't laugh. This song was composed by me."

Wang Shichong nodded when he heard this, and responded in agreement without showing any surprise.

"I have guessed it a long time ago. It just needs to be confirmed by everyone Shang! If it is well-deserved, everyone Shang please come to the table."

After Shang Xiufang thanked her, she walked to the seat reserved for her by Wang Shichong and sat down. Sitting next to her was the heroic and unruly Kou Zhong. At this time, he was no longer as bold as before. He was at a loss and lowered his head. He glanced at Shang Xiufang, obviously attracted by the beauty.

Hou Xibai bit off the last candied haws, and the crunching sound was so harsh that people couldn't help but stare at it again. Hou Xibai didn't care. He threw away the empty bamboo stick in his hand and took out the paintbrush and various paints from his arms. He planted painting tools, then took out the Baimei fan from his waist, and pushed the delicacies on the desk. With a clanking sound, he opened the Baimei fan and placed it on the desk.

Wang Shichong and others all looked at Hou Xibai who had made such a fuss, and a bit of surprise flashed in their eyes. What kind of trouble was this!

General Hou Xibai dipped his brush full of colored ink, splashed the ink, and painted vigorously. Dressed in plain yellow Luo Yi and light green shawl, he danced gracefully, with elegant posture, graceful figure, elegant temperament, beautiful appearance, lazy charm, and soul. Free, lifelike, and lifelike.

The eyes of everyone around moved back and forth between Shang Xiufang and the portrait, making comparisons. They always felt that Shang Xiufang in the portrait was more exciting than the real person sitting in the hall at this time. She seemed to have a soul, attracting everyone's attention. I couldn't bear to look away.

Shang Xiufang stood up, moved lightly, and walked to Hou Xibai. She lowered her eyes and looked at the portrait on the fan. A hint of surprise flashed in her starry eyes. She couldn't help but be fascinated. She actually had such a charming charm that she couldn't bear it. Look away.