The heroine who wears a book, her character is broken

As they guessed, with the return of the demon god, the demon clan's offensive will only become more violent, and there will be a lot more monks in the Mahayana period.

Fortunately, the two races had some defenses, so they were not caught off guard. Tianzhao City of the human race was located in a dangerous place, and Xingsi City of the monster race was also the most important line of defense. Wenfeng decided to sit in the town himself, and Long Zhao was with her.

Tianzhao City is guarded by Jingmeng, Qin Yaozheng and the current suzerain of Tianqizong.

Sure enough, the Demon God attacked the Yaozu first, probably because Wenfeng prevented him from leaving early.

As for Yinyue still attacking Tianzhao City, this time the opponent was not Mo Ciwan, she didn't even have the intention to play games, but fortunately, Jingmeng, Qin Yaozheng and the lord of Tianqi Sect jointly dealt with her, and it was still a tie.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief for the time being, at least, it wasn't a one-hit defeat.

On Buzhou Mountain, Mo Cizhu, who had finally climbed Buzhou Mountain, was a little confused in the face of the nothingness.

What about the gods?Not even a brick in sight.

At this moment, Mo Cizhu doesn't have the slightest demeanor, the casket on her body is torn, and the dog-beating stick is used as a crutch by her, her hair is messy, and there is mud on her body.

She really climbed up, the majestic creator god, a miserable batch, but after climbing up, she still had to face a void, and Mo Cizhu's mentality almost exploded.

But just when she was about to fall, Chongxi turned into a human form and supported her: "Sister, calm down, let's take a rest first."

"Adjust the state first and then go to investigate." Chongxi comforted Mo Cizhu.

Mo Cizhu took a deep breath, and then gave himself a cleansing formula, changed his clothes, his head could be bleeding or he couldn't lose his image.

Afterwards, he threw a few top-quality Huiyuan Pills into his mouth, and rubbed Chongxi's head.

Although Chongxi turned into a human form, the antlers and ears still couldn't be put away.

"Okay, okay, sister, calm down, you go back to the soul lamp first, you can't take human form here for too long."

"Okay." Chongxi obediently returned to the soul lamp.

Mo Cizhu took a deep breath and began to meditate with his legs crossed to recover his strength.

Now there is only pure evil spirit in her body. She entered the White Deer Clan 200 years ago, and that little deer took her to meet the patriarch of the White Deer Clan.

She can be called her grandfather, half of her blood of the White Deer Clan is not fake, and her father and mother love each other, is there any family that hinders them? The wedding between the two was held in the White Deer Clan back then, but later the son of the Demon God was born. The underworld was in turmoil, Bai An was chased to death by Xi Luo's group of people and the traitors of the two tribes, and the Bailu tribe was afraid that the demons would infiltrate the tribe, so they completely hid themselves from the world.

In the past, some disciples would go out. Before the hermit, the White Deer Clan even recalled all the disciples who went out to the clan, just because they were afraid that someone would leak the entrance of the White Deer Clan.

After listening to the patriarch's words, Mo Cizhu respectfully bowed to all the Bailu people present, they had paid too much.

"Grandpa, the Bailu tribe deserves this worship." Mo Cizhu said seriously.

The old patriarch instantly burst into tears and waved to her: "Come on, let Grandpa take a good look."

Bai An was also an amazingly talented young patriarch in the clan back then, all the elders present watched Bai An grow up, and now seeing Bai An's daughter, they are all very excited.

Mo Cizhu went over obediently and let the old man hug him.

"Your grandma is still in the forbidden area and cannot see you." The old patriarch said lovingly.

Mo Cizhu nodded obediently: "It's okay, I know, the loose seal of Xuanming Hell is more important than seeing me."

After all, she has not forgotten the purpose of her coming. It is important to recognize relatives, but the business is more important.

"How does little Zhu'er know?" the old patriarch asked in surprise.

"Grandpa, to be honest, Zhu'er is here for this purpose." Mo Cizhu never concealed it.

"What happened?" asked the impatient.

Mo Cizhu turned around, opened his mouth slowly, and put the gods to sleep, the demon god was about to be born, and the demon son Yinyue.

Then he said sincerely: "The junior came here this time to go to Buzhou Mountain. God Nuwa left an oracle for the junior. Only by going to Buzhou Mountain can the gods be awakened. This demon banner is proof."

She released the demon banner, and everyone felt a burst of divine power, and immediately knelt down.

"We will see the Demon King."

Mo Cizhu quickly put it away: "Get up, get up."

She's putting on a show outside, and that's not what she's here for.

"So, grandpa, do you know where the entrance to Mount Buzhou is?" Mo Cizhu asked.

"Buzhou Mountain is the most central position in the clan, the highest mountain, but no one has ever seen the top of the mountain. There is an enchantment outside Buzhou Mountain. The Bailu people have been at the foot of Buzhou Mountain for generations, but no one has ever known how to do it. Go up." The old patriarch sighed.

"What's more, it's still a question of whether you can enter the enchantment."

Mo Cizhu was silent, this...

I should have known that she would ask Nuwa how God went up!

"I want to see it." Mo Cizhu said helplessly.

"Alright, Xiao Zhu'er wants to rest first?" the old patriarch asked her.

Mo Cizhu shook: "Grandpa, I have something else to tell you."

She took out the soul lamp: "My father and mother are not only my daughter, but also Xiao Chongxi, but Xiao Chongxi's soul was too weak before and could only be hidden in my sea of ​​consciousness. Only with the soul lamp can the soul be raised well. Grandpa Bai Can the Lu Clan help Xiao Chongxi get better?"

The old patriarch saw the deer in the soul lamp, and took it tremblingly. The deer's soul that has been raised for so long has been raised, but it has no body and insufficient cultivation, so it can only stay in the soul most of the time. In the lamp, after all, it is too dangerous to leave the soul lamp.

"Why is there no physical body?" The old patriarch asked in amazement.

Mo Cizhu really didn't know how to answer this question.

She couldn't say that she robbed Chongxi's body.

In fact, it’s not considered a robbery. The original Chongxi’s soul was half a deer and half a dragon. Even if she didn’t grab it, she would die young.

The reason for this is that there is a problem with the Dao of Heaven. It stands to reason that any race in this world can be combined, and the heir is the blood of the stronger blood, and so is the soul. But when Mo Cizhu wrote this novel, he didn't finish it , the world is not constructed yet.

Then something went wrong suddenly during the evolution of the world. It was originally just a prehistoric setting of the background. During the process of self-evolution, a demon god appeared. Things happen.

Tiandao pulled Mo Cizhu, the creator god, and simply fused her already fragile soul with half of the dragon soul, and the other half of the deer soul was Chongxi.

It can be regarded as returning everything to the right track. Mo Cizhu, an outsider, the creator of the world, and the help of heaven can control anyone's soul, but it happened to be in Chongxi's situation. Tiandao kindly saved Chongxi, but it also led to heavy Xi has no body, and half of his soul is weak after all, so he can only hide in Mo Cizhu's sea of ​​consciousness.

Oh, speaking of what the old man of the White Deer Tribe said to her at the time, was far away from the sky and close in front of her eyes, which was not what she understood at all. What the old man of the White Deer Tribe said meant that Chongxi was herself.

Finding Chongxi was purely a mistake by Mo Cizhu.

Thinking of this, Mo Cizhu felt dumbfounded.

However, other people have no solution to the problem of the flesh body.

"My family practices soul art, and it has been practiced to the extreme. The soul is comparable to the physical body, and the physical body is no more than a container for the soul."

It's not unreasonable, Mo Cizhu suddenly thought of Long Zhao, maybe Xiao Chongxi could be like Long Zhao when he cultivated to that time.

Thinking of this, Mo Cizhu solemnly handed over the Soul Lamp to the old patriarch: "Grandpa, please help me take care of Xixi."

"You want to go alone?" the old patriarch asked her.

Mo Cizhu nodded: "Don't worry, Grandpa, Zhu'er will come back."

"Too dangerous."

Just after the old patriarch finished speaking, Xiao Zhongxi also came out of the soul lamp: "Sister~ Xixi wants to go together."

The voice is childish, extremely wronged, and a little shy.

Mo Cizhu looked at the little deer holding the hem of his skirt, and his heart softened, but he still didn't dare to agree.

"Xixi wants to accompany my sister." Poor little stared at Mo Cizhu with teary eyes.

Mo Cizhu: ...

Just very soft-hearted.

"My sister said last time that she would bring her mother back to see Xixi. My sister lied to me." Xiao Lu was very wronged. The last time Mo Cizhu handed her over to Mo Ciwan, she didn't come back for a long time. She heard someone say that her sister was dead. Sister Wan didn't know where her sister was, and the little guy refused to say anything this time to be left behind.

"First, let's take a look." Mo Cizhu who was accused was a little guilty.

Then it looked like a hundred years, and the enchantment under Buzhou Mountain was not easy to crack.

In a hundred years, Chongxi can barely transform into a human form, although the time is very short.

The little guy must go, and Mo Cizhu could only agree.

Fortunately, the gods came out of Buzhou Mountain and fell asleep. If there were immortal beasts and immortal trees, they would also fall asleep, so there was no danger.

But in the land of the gods, even the remaining divine power is enough for Mo Cizhu to drink a pot.

It is even more difficult to climb up step by step.

There is even an illusion that after this tempering, she can fight ten silver moons when she goes out.

After the breathing adjustment was completed, Mo Cizhu recovered most of his monster power before he got up and walked towards the void.

Finally, I saw an altar in the middle, and beside the altar were sleeping gods.

She found God Nuwa, after all, she is the most familiar.

The forehead was faintly hot, and Mo Cizhu saw the colorful stones in the middle of the altar gradually light up.

Mo Cizhu walked over slowly, and went up the steps of the tower. From the moment she stepped up, the fog on Buzhou Mountain gradually dissipated, revealing the whole picture.

As the cloud patterns on her forehead became brighter and the colorful stones became brighter, Mo Cizhu stepped up to the altar step by step and sat down in the middle of the altar.

The consciousness entered the space of stars, and Mo Cizhu let his consciousness merge with the way of heaven, and gathered the power of countless stars to introduce it to the altar of Buzhou Mountain.

At the same time, the whole world was covered with auspicious clouds, and everyone saw this scene.

Mortals kowtowed to pray for the blessing of the gods, and there was a commotion in the world of comprehension.

Wenfeng said to Long Zhao, "Maybe Zhu'er and the others succeeded."

At the same time, Thunder Tribulation descended on Kunlun Wonderland, and the center of Thunder Tribulation was Mo Ciwan who had just received the inheritance of the gods.

If anyone is there, they will definitely recognize that this is a divine calamity.

The author has something to say: Xiaolu is really smarter than Zhuer