The heroine who wears a book, her character is broken

"It's not the fault of seniors, the demon god is cunning and the world has been deceived." Mo Ciwan said warmly.

She didn't know how to comfort people in the past, but now she can say such things, Mo Ciwan himself finds it inconceivable.

The goddess calmed down and looked at Mo Ciwan: "You have Tiangang Shenhuo, the natural nemesis of the demons, this soul lamp is given to you, let's go, since this 梼杌 is close to you, it is destined to bring you Let's go." The goddess waved her hand.

"Senior, aren't you leaving?" Mo Ciwan asked softly.

"I'm trapped here, and if I go out, I will be out of my wits. The demon god has already calculated it." The goddess smiled wryly.

When Mo Ciwan heard the words, he bowed respectfully to her: "Senior, take care."

This goddess has more strength and knowledge than her, she can't get out by herself, and Mo Ciwan can't help it, and the group of them can't stay here.

But before leaving, Mo Ciwan's eyes still fell on the banner: "Senior, do you know what is the use of this thing?"

The goddess looked at the flag: "I don't know, there is only this flag, and there is no clue."

"Trouble senior, senior take care." After getting the answer, Mo Ciwan didn't stay any longer.

"Let's go?" Mo Ciwan just got up when he heard a mocking voice.

Turning around, I saw more than a dozen demons standing behind him, the leader was a man with strong demonic energy, and his cultivation in the transcending tribulation period. Can probably guess who he is.

It was a demon clan who had just broken through to cross the catastrophe in the past hundred years, and he was the subordinate of the demon king.

"Young Master Mo, it's better to leave this soul lamp to my demon clan for safekeeping." The man looked at Mo Ciwan mockingly.

Mo Ciwan chuckled softly: "Let's talk about it if we can grab it. Sure enough, the demons only know these dirty methods as before."

"The weak eat the strong, what's there?"

"While I'm waiting here to fight, and set up a net outside, this is the law of the jungle? You've seen it." Mo Ciwan sarcastically went back.

"Fighting can't be done in vain. You should be good at using external forces."

"It's quite shameless." Lu Ying sneered.

The man ignored them, but looked at the Goddess: "Master Goddess, the Holy Maiden told me to pick you up to the Demon Race."

For a moment, everyone looked at them, and the man knelt down in front of the goddess.

"Oh? Saint?" The goddess smiled, but her eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"If you take Gu out, aren't you afraid that Gu will kill her?"

"This..." The man didn't seem to understand why.

"Gu is the goddess of the witch clan. I only wish I could slaughter all the demons in the world, but you sent it to my door by yourself." The goddess snorted coldly.

Then with a wave of hands, Mo Ciwan and the others were sent away, leaving only one sentence for Mo Ciwan: "This soul lamp, if you give it to that White Deer Clan member, it will be more useful than keeping it in your hands." many."

The Wu Clan is good at divination and knows the will of the gods, and the Bailu Clan is connected to the heavens, so they are indeed of the same origin. Mo Cizhu and Mo Ciwan have each other's soul imprints on their bodies after double cultivation, and the Wu Clan goddess can naturally see it.

"Thank you senior."

Mo Ciwan put away the soul lamp and went straight to the central cold pool without looking back.

At this time, Mo Cizhu and others were still trapped in a sea of ​​clouds.

Only Mo Cizhu is strong and sober.

An old man sat in front of her. The old man was full of immortality, and his white beard was about to touch the ground.

"Little baby, your chess skills are not bad." The old man praised her.

"Hey, I'm overwhelmed and overwhelmed, maybe it's my talent, who made me smart." Mo Cizhu replied with a smile.

"Hey, you little boy, you are not humble at all, your father is so modest." The old man blew his beard and stared at her.

"My father is my father, and I am me. I am born independent, so why be like others." Mo Cizhu curled his lips: "Besides, excessive modesty is pride."

"False reasoning, nonsensical reasoning!" The old man pointed at her and said.

"If you don't play anymore, I will win." Mo Cizhu pushed his hand away and said with a smile.

The old man looked down at the chessboard, and sure enough the white piece he held was almost lost.

"Why is chess so unreasonable at such a young age?"

"When you are young, you have a rigid chess style. Isn't that premature aging? What you said is just like someone always scolding young people for being young and vigorous. If you are not vigorous when you are young, don't you think you will be vigorous when you are old?" Mo Ci Bamboo yelled at him not at all politely.

"Hey, fart is older, do you understand how to respect the old and love the young, how do you talk to the old man?"

Sitting cross-legged, Mo Cizhu began to wring his fingers: "I'm going to have a fight with you now. If you respect the old and love the young, you have to be loved by the elderly. You look at me in tatters. If you don't know, you might think I’m a beggar, who’s to blame, it’s not that you always trap me in the killing array, they all enter the illusion array when they enter the array, drowsy and dreaming, and I’m just playing PlayerUnknown’s Battlegrounds inside , if I wasn't smart and had a big life, this life would be gone!"

"Secondly, respect the old and love the young. In addition to respecting the old, there is also love for the young. I have never seen you love the young. I am only a child in my 200s, and you are torturing me like this."

"In the end, he told me that if I can't beat you, I'll die, so it's not reasonable."

Seeing Mo Cizhu's mournful eyes, the old man coughed awkwardly: "This is training."

"I know that when heaven will send a great mission to a human being, one must first torment one's will, toil one's muscles and bones, starve one's body, deprive one's body of one's body, and mess up one's actions. Therefore, one's heart and tolerance have benefited what one cannot do." [1]

"Then you have to have a little life first! You are here to kill every step of the way, and you have a great mission from heaven. You are gone, but you don't talk about martial arts. It's too high-sounding!" Mo Cizhu continued to yell unconvinced he.

The old man was accused by her wronged and angry, and finally lost the battle: "Okay, okay, I was wrong, I was wrong."

"Didn't I promise you that if you win, I will teach you how to use the Wordless Book, and I will never break my promise, don't worry." I have never seen such a difficult little doll.

"How do I know if you really know how?" Mo Cizhu propped his chin and looked at the old man, his eyes narrowed slightly.

The old man regained his immortal appearance: "Little baby, or the God of Creation?"

"You are not a person in this world, the world is changing, people who should not die will not die after all, and the way of heaven will eventually be restored."

Hearing this, Mo Cizhu's expression became more serious, he sat upright, and saluted the old man respectfully.

This sentence tells her origin and also Mo Ciwan's origin.

"Please enlighten me, senior." Mo Cizhu said respectfully.

"Is this a good attitude?"

"Those who are more capable than me are naturally worthy of admiration. Seniors don't need to test juniors." Mo Cizhu said calmly.

Appreciation flashed in the old man's eyes, such a state of mind is worthy of being the God of Creation.

"Why did I come here?" This is what Mo Cizhu couldn't understand.

"The demon god was born, the heavens were in chaos, blood flowed into rivers, resentment was soaring, the sky collapsed and the earth fell, you are the creator, and the heavens wanted to save the world, so they naturally brought you here. The son of destiny has suffered a lot, and he is unwilling. I want to ask That's why."

Mo Cizhu fell silent after hearing this, and then smiled again. This is not wrong, and it is not wrong for Mo Ciwan to ask why.

"If it comes, it will be safe, and I will do my best." Mo Cizhu said firmly.

The old man seemed relieved, what he wanted was her words.

"Ah Wan's half of the book, you gave it to me, right?" Mo Ciwan asked again.

"Yes, she has been to this world before."

"Isn't this in a secret realm?" Mo Cizhu didn't remember Mo Ciwan saying that she got her book from this secret realm.

"This is the Mustard Seed Sumeru Realm. It exists anywhere in the world. You just opened the passage."

"Oh."

Mo Cizhu stood up and bowed to him: "Look at the elders for your enlightenment."

"Very good, very good."

After speaking, a white light entered Mo Cizhu's sea of ​​consciousness.

Then Mo Cizhu entered a state of meditation.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, she was placed among the stars in the universe, watching all things running, clouds rising and falling, tides rising and falling, all things reincarnated, and even vaguely felt the way of heaven that the old man said, it is very friendly to herself.

Mo Cizhu was in this mysterious state, and the wordless book was unfolded in front of her, and portraits flashed in the book.

After an unknown amount of time, the wordless book turned to the last page, and then closed it.

What she saw from the wordless book belonged to the scene of Mo Ciwan's previous life, some were in the plot, and some were out of the plot.

The Mo family was destroyed, Mo Ciwan worshiped Tianqizong, and met Qi Xingyan, then the scumbag stepped on two boats, Mo Ciwan went to practice alone, suffered a lot, and saw a lot of human suffering, and later met Arriving at the Demon Race, he was framed by fellow travelers, his meridians were all destroyed and his cultivation was lost, he fell under a cliff and obtained the Book of Heavenly Questions to reshape his meridians.

After that, he returned and continued to investigate the affairs of the Mo family. He found the head of the Jing'an Chamber of Commerce and learned that someone from the human race was in collusion with the demon race.

Mo Ciwan, who wanted to go back to Tianqizong, met Qi Xingyan again. This time, Qi Xingyan said that she was a demon cultivator. The former brothers and sisters were disgusted with her, and the entire human race in the cultivation world acquiesced to those heinous demons. She did it.

Since then, Mo Ciwan's heart has been cold, and he went to Tianqizong with a Tianxuan sword, and used the sword to prove the Tao and cleanse himself.

She went to the ghost market to make a deal with the ghost king. Mo Cizhu didn't know the content of the deal, only that she lost her eyes when she came out, and then Mo Ciwan went to the Bailu tribe again. There were only pictures in the wordless book. There is no content, Mo Cizhu doesn't know what she asked.

You Xing is the only person standing by her side at this time, and Mo Ciwan didn't like him originally.

It's just that no matter how cold people's hearts are, they are not ice after all. If there is someone who is with you when you are most in danger, and only helps you when you are most difficult, they will still trust you in the end.

Mo Ciwan rebuilt the Mo family and led the disciples of the Mo family to resist the demons. Tianwen Mingshu practiced very fast, but she had to endure the pain that ordinary people could not bear. However, she had reached the peak of the Mahayana in a thousand years, and Fairy Jingmeng was only with her. tie.

Stepping on the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood to become the recognized leader of the human race, and then the secret realm of the void is opened.

You Xing tricked her into transferring Wuwu, took away the soul lamp, and released the goddess' soul outside the valley, and the goddess disappeared.

But inadvertently learned that You Xing wanted to break through to a demigod, using her as a cauldron, it was all a scheme.

But after that, the hypocrites of the human race whose interests were harmed because of Mo Ciwan plotted against her in every possible way, coupled with the temptation of the demons, pushed Mo Ciwan into the cold pool step by step.

Under the cold pool is the ancient flood dragon, whose cultivation level is comparable to that of a demigod, and which has a devilish energy to protect its body.

Even though Mo Ciwan killed it, she fell into the South China Sea from the cold pond. There were killings everywhere in the South China Sea, and she was the only one who still had sanity.

But in the end they were outnumbered and died in the South China Sea.

After Mo Ciwan's death, the demon god was born and the world was in chaos, and all of this was premeditated. You Xing not only used her as a cauldron, but also the son of the demon god. Originally, he just wanted Mo Ciwan to injure the dragon so that he could seize the power of the dragon. body, but he didn't want Mo Ciwan to destroy it.

Then You Xing obtained the jade card of Xuanming Hell, led the human race, and accused the demon race and the demon race. .

The two gods of water and fire and the demon god were both born.

The two gods of water and fire fought with the demon god to kill the demon god, and the two gods lived with the demon god for thousands of years, and they were all affected by it, sometimes out of control.

You Xing became the sage of the demon clan, against the murderous clan, the world was full of resentment, the way of heaven was awakened, in order to save the world, he reversed the time and pulled Mo Cizhu into this world.

After reading all that in the wordless book, Mo Cizhu came out of that mysterious realm with a heavy heart.

"We should do our best so that nothing will happen again."

Not only for Mo Ciwan, but also for the common people in this world, but the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood seen in the wordless book, the resentment soaring to the sky, has already suffocated Mo Cizhu.

Ordinary monks and mortals are not wrong.

The old man looked at Mo Cizhu: "If you are so old, you have completed the task."

Mo Cizhu looked at him, and solemnly promised: "I will definitely live up to the painstaking efforts of my ancestors."

This person is not someone else, but the ancestor of the White Deer Clan.

"It's just that there is one thing that I don't know about this junior. I occupied this body, so where did the original her go?" Mo Cizhu asked.

"Far in the sky, close in front of you."

After the old man finished speaking, his figure gradually dissipated and became one with the cloud: "Go."

When Mo Cizhu opened his eyes again, he was already outside, beside the cold pool.

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Note [1] Selected from Mencius in the Warring States Period "Mencius·Gao Zi Xia - Born in Worry, Died in Peace"