Journey to the West Digong: People are chatting in the group, all worlds are my believers

"Xiaoqian, what are you talking about? Hero Yan, what kind of person is he? With such a small injury, how can he get Hero Yan?"

"Come on, Xiaoqian, I seem to have been hurt just now, help me take a look!"

Ning Caichen said to Nie Xiaoqian with a disgusting smile on his face.

Obviously, Nie Xiaoqian didn't want to pay attention to this fellow.

The scene just now made Nie Xiaoqian see clearly the real side of Ning Caichen.

Nie Xiaoqian didn't want to pay any attention to Ning Caichen anymore.

Yan Chixia lowered her head and looked at her bloody body, blood was continuously flowing out, and even her bones were exposed in some places.

If this is the minor injury that Ning Caichen said, then may I ask, is there any major injury in this world?

Yan Chixia couldn't help but feel speechless.

This Ning Caichen, how did he survive till now?

but……

Yan Chixia sneered slightly.

It doesn't matter anymore.

Yan Chixia just now, at the time of life and death, also saw how despicable Ning Caichen he was desperately protecting, so Yan Chixia had already made up her mind.

Now, if he wants to survive, there is only one way...

"No problem!"

Yan Chixia pushed Nie Xiaoqian away, ignoring Nie Xiaoqian's concerned eyes.

The so-called, there is no woman in the heart, and the sword is natural.

Yan Chixia has not indulged her desires for many years.

Yan Chixia walked up to the ancient Buddha in Lanruo Temple, raised her hand and shattered the ancient Buddha with a sword.

Then light the incense candles in front of the ancient Buddha, and place them in a very strange position.

Yan Chixia got up slowly, and then walked in front of Ning Caichen.

Both Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian were dumbfounded by Yan Chixia's series of coquettish manipulations.

From their point of view, what did Yan Chixia mean by burning incense and lighting candles?

Could it be that he couldn't beat Grandma the Dryad and planned to pray?

What is this called?

"Yan Chixia...you..."

Ning Caichen was about to speak.

Yan Chixia shot out her right hand like a bolt of lightning.

"Clap clap clap!"

Directly at several acupuncture points of Ning Caichen, there was a crisp sound.

Soon, Ning Caichen froze in place, motionless.

Obviously, Yan Chixia had acupointed her.

Ning Caichen stayed in place like a sculpture, motionless.

"Master Dao, you..."

Nie Xiaoqian was obviously also taken aback by Yan Chixia's operation, and she didn't quite understand what Yan Chixia meant.

Yan Chixia ignored Nie Xiaoqian, carried Ning Caichen on her shoulders, and then walked to the front of the altar of the Great Buddha.

Afterwards, Yan Chixia clapped her hands and said to Nie Xiaoqian:

"Xiaoqian, do you still want to be with this kind of scum?"

Scum...

Nie Xiaoqian pursed her lips, and then glanced at Ning Caichen who had been acupunctured.

Ning Caichen: Talk about scum, what do you think I am doing?

"In the troubled times, the world is cold and cold, and the ashes of the little girl are still under the body of the dryad's grandmother. I have tasted the vicissitudes of life, the cold and the warm, and now, I am entrusted with inhumane, Daoist, let me beheaded with a sword, It also saves the Taoist priest from being dragged down."

Nie Xiaoqian obviously knew what Yan Chixia meant, then sighed, and spoke to Yan Chixia.

"Hey, let's go! The farther the better."

Yan Chixia sighed.

In today's chaotic world, whether it is ordinary people or ghosts, even a Taoist like Yan Chixia is also precarious and hard to hold on to himself?

"Xiaoqian's ashes are still under the control of grandma, where can they go? Thanks to the benevolence of the Taoist priest, it is better to kill me with a sword, and it can be regarded as a relief for Xiaoqian, and the Taoist priest can be regarded as a blessing."

When Nie Xiaoqian heard Yan Chixia's words, her shoulders began to tremble uncontrollably, and then she began to cry, and said with a sad face.

Yan Chixia saw that Nie Xiaoqian's tone was sincere, without any falsehood.

The sword box was filled with true energy, and it seemed that the sword would be unsheathed in the next second.

Nie Xiaoqian, a great beauty, is afraid that she will also die.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Yan Chixia's mind, and then she said to Nie Xiaoqian:

"You are pure yin, Taoism, born suitable for Taiyin, Taoism, but unfortunately, you died unexpectedly..."

"Did you ever get dirty by a man before you were alive?"

Yan Chixia asked Nie Xiaoqian.

Nie Xiaoqian blushed, then shook her head and said:

"Xiaoqian, before she died, she was only twenty-eight years old (16 years old). She hadn't left the court yet. She was in the age of cardamom, and she had never been close to a man. Even if she plundered the yang energy of a mortal for the tree demon grandma, it was just using illusion to charm the mind. Then take the yang energy. I have never been close..."

Although Nie Xiaoqian didn't know why Yan Chixia would ask such a question, she still answered it all.

"Then... maybe there is someone who can help you out of the sea of ​​suffering!"

There was a flash of light in Yan Chixia's eyes.

At that moment, Yan Chixia told the whole story about the Primordial Priest.

Moreover, Yan Chixia didn't hide the slightest bit that she was planning to sacrifice to Supreme Priest Hongmeng.

And in the altar casting method, there are records.

There are generally two situations when sacrificing a living being:

One is directly decomposed into the purest power by the Primordial Supreme Being.

The other is that the living beings have special physiques, which may be valued by the Primordial Priest, and eventually become the envoys of gods.

"It's just... Grandmist Supreme, will you make me an envoy?"

Nie Xiaoqian hesitated.

After Yan Chixia's explanation, she also understood the power of Hongmeng Supreme.

To become the envoy of the Primordial Supreme Being would naturally be able to get rid of this troubled world.

"I don't know about that. It's also the first time I'm preparing to believe in the Primordial Priest... After all, if it wasn't for what happened today, I'm afraid I wouldn't want to give up my belief in the Sanqing Xuanmen Orthodox..."

Yan Chixia glanced at Ning Caichen.

Today, Yan Chixia's life and death were at stake, and she almost fell.

It is to protect Ning Caichen, the common people.

What Yan Chixia did for her was the words "famous and upright".

As a result, this common people broke their trust and killed their donkeys without paying any attention to benevolence, justice and morality.

Such people, why help him?

Why protect him?

Yan Chixia made a decision in her heart, she put aside both sides when it comes to benevolence and righteousness.

Today's Great Xia Yan only pursues strength.

It just so happened that the Supreme Being of Hongmeng could give him supreme power and help him out of danger.

In this way, what else would Yan Chixia care about?

Only Master Hongmeng could save his life.

Otherwise, when the tree demon grandma comes to kill him again, I'm afraid the god Da Luo will not be able to save him when he comes!

"Try it!"

Yan Chixia spoke.

Nie Xiaoqian nodded.

The sacrifice begins.

Among the three, only Ning Caichen's eyes widened, his pupils dilated, full of fear.

After Yan Chixia's explanation, he already fully understood what Yan Chixia was going to do.

However, he couldn't move at all after being acupunctured by Yan Chixia, so how could he resist?

But Nie Xiaoqian, who was beside Ning Caichen, looked devout.

After all, Nie Xiaoqian did it voluntarily, and Ning Caichen was tied up as a sacrifice by Yan Chixia...

Chapter 126 Obtaining Haoran's Righteousness, the First God's Envoy

Ning Caichen wants to cry but has no tears.

He already knew from the conversation between Nie Xiaoqian and Yan Chixia just now that he had become a sacrifice.

However, he is just a mortal scholar with no force value at all. Even if he knows his fate, he is just like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and he has no ability to resist at all.

"I hope everything goes well, Supreme Master Hongmeng, help me escape from this world!"

Nie Xiaoqian took a deep breath, her beautiful eyes were full of anticipation.

Nie Xiaoqian is completely disappointed in this world.

From Yan Chixia's mouth, I learned that there is actually a supreme god in this world named Supreme Priest Hongmeng.

Moreover, Yan Chixia highly respects the Supreme Being of Hongmeng.

Naturally, Nie Xiaoqian also had a sense of blind admiration for Hongmeng Supreme.

She voluntarily sacrificed herself in order to make Supreme Master Hongmeng fancy her and become an envoy of God.

If in the end she becomes a sacrifice and is not valued by the Supreme Being, Nie Xiaoqian also intends to accept her fate.

After all, for so many years, she has had enough of being a slave to the tree demon's grandmother and living under the fence.

Now that Ning Caichen has shown his true colors, Nie Xiaoqian is even more desperate for this world.

"Great Primordial Priest, I believe in you, your glory will shine on every corner of the heavens and worlds..."

"The great Primordial Master, please accept the sacrifice prepared for you by your most loyal believer..."

Yan Chixia lowered her head, then muttered to herself.

Because Yan Chixia believed in Lin Xuan for the first time, Yan Chixia first silently recited the concept of prayer, and then silently recited the altar casting method.

After Yan Chixia went through this incident, her mentality also changed a lot.

At the same time, he also knew one thing, that is, no matter how loyal he is to the orthodox sect of the Sanqing Xuanmen, so what?

Can the so-called Sanqing Xuanmen orthodox sect clear away this chaotic world?

If one wants to obtain a peaceful place in this chaotic world, the only way is to believe in the Primordial Being.

After all, no matter how strong Yan Chixia is, he is still human.

He also wants to live.

However, the strength of the dryad's grandmother made Yan Chixia despair.