No, Beiming felt that facing Xu Shian, even if she worked hard for another three years, it would not help.
And if she stayed in Kunlun obediently, I was afraid that the gods would not be destroyed, but she would be angry to death first. It would be impossible for the two mountains to survive after the death of Yunqing. On a dark and windy night, Beiming used a new creation
With the invisibility charm, he quietly left Kunlun Mountain.
Bei Ming, who was galloping in the clouds, was about to let out a sigh of joy when he felt a familiar breath coming from not far ahead.
god?
How come there are so many divine kings in the human world?
The astonished Bei Ming, with a slight sway, fell from the clouds and plummeted downwards. On her back, she was not busy trying to save herself, her eyes were fixed on the several gods flying over her head.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Bei Ming fell into the reeds outside a large lake in embarrassment.
"Oh... why are you so anxious?" Bei Ming climbed out of the reed swamp and patted the soil all over his body. "With the invisibility spell, even if Yun Qing is here, I may not be able to see you."
Bei Ming was annoyed at his failure to live up to expectations.
She just sighed three times, then summoned a cloud again, planning to fly into the sky again. At this time, she heard a song with a special melody.
Requiem?
Solemnity instantly filled Bei Ming's face. She jumped up hastily. In less than half an hour, she fell to the place where the sound of requiem was heard.
The reason why she is so cautious is because the Requiem is a divine song. Even the immortals on Kunlun may not be able to sing it, but in a remote place in the world, there are people who actually know how to sing the Requiem?
Along the fast-flowing river, there were about thirty rafts stretched across the river, with a dead body lying on each raft. On the bank, dozens of mortals in white mourning clothes were performing rituals.
It is a custom in Zengcheng to send relatives off on long journeys with water. Bei Ming often visits the human world and has seen it many times, but this is the first time she has heard mortals send off their dead souls with a requiem.
Beiming, filled with doubts, stood for a while in the black night.
Who created the Requiem? After searching through the ancient books of the Gods, there is almost the slightest clue. It seems that if the heaven and the earth were established, the gods would know how to sing the Requiem.
But the function of requiem for souls is not as quiet and peaceful as its name suggests.
How big the Qiye Continent is, how big the heaven and earth are. On this single land, six completely different ethnic groups have been born. Under the law of heaven, gods, immortals, and humans are superior beings, because the souls of these three ethnic groups are immortal after death.
, can return to the earthly world again through reincarnation, but this is not the case for devils, ghosts, and monsters. If these three tribes die, they are dead.
Under this heaven, gods, immortals, and humans seem to be immortal forever, while demons, ghosts, and demons cannot escape the risk of extinction.
However, this is not the case.
Gods, immortals, and humans have immortal bodies and souls, but gods after rebirth may not still be gods. In fact, for thousands of years, not one of the more than two hundred god kings who have been destroyed by the gods has returned to Mount Buzhou.
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The so-called reincarnation, strictly speaking, should be called the six paths of reincarnation. Most of the gods, immortals, and humans who enter the reincarnation often become ordinary people after reincarnation.
Of course, if an ordinary person has outstanding qualifications, he can practice immortality and then enter the immortal way.
He is an immortal, not a god.
Where did the gods come from? Just like the Requiem Song, there is no way to verify it. However, on the two mountains, the reason why gods are higher than immortals is because gods can do things that immortals cannot.
For example, requiem is used to disperse human souls.
Have those gods just been here before?
What are they here for?
Come to disperse human souls?
Bei Ming set her sights on the dead body on the river bank. She mobilized her mind a little to check the condition of the human body. After a while, she was convinced that the soul of the dead body had dispersed.
Bei Ming's eyebrows frowned tightly.
The god can repose the soul and disperse the human soul, but Buzhou Mountain has a prohibition. Unless you encounter a human soul that is soaked in hatred and is about to fall into the devil's two realms, you must not sing the requiem.
Because human souls enter the devil realm, most of them are demons and ghosts who are full of killing. If these existences are left unchecked, the peace of the six races will easily collapse.
Could it be that the thirty-two newly deceased people were people soaked in hatred?
At the end of the ritual, thirty-two soulless corpses were swept away by the turbulent river water. The living people who came to see them off left one after another.
When there was only an old man left on the shore, Bei Ming walked over through the dew.
"Old man?"
The old man cowered suddenly. She seemed to be frightened by the sudden appearance of Beiming. She wanted to run away, but because of her old age and weak body, her anxious movements caused her to fall into the mud.
The old man kowtowed hastily and begged sadly: "Don't...don't kill...me..."
The fear of death made the old man's voice tremble, and he lay prone on the ground, not daring to raise his head.
Bei Ming squatted down, with a friendly smile, and said softly: "Old man, it's late at night and I can't find the direction. Seeing the old man here, I wanted to ask for directions."
The old man carefully raised his eyes and observed Beiming with uncontrollable horror. When he saw clearly that Beiming was just a girl, he breathed out a breath of turbidity.
He calmed down and asked, "Girl, it's not peaceful here. Why are you alone on the road?"
"Isn't it peaceful?" Bei Ming expressed confusion, "Old man, I have had opportunities to take this road, but I have never heard that it is unsafe."
"Alas..." The old man sighed, his eyes falling on the thirty-two dead bodies that were swept far away by the river, "Look there, girl, they were just killed today."
Bei Ming took the opportunity to look at the river: "Who killed him?"
"Demon."
"Eh?"
The deep ravine on the old man's face was twisted together by strong hatred and powerless anger. Seeing a living person like this, Beiming knew why the god came here to disperse his soul.
The thirty-two newly deceased people probably died tragically.
Only died at the hands of a demon?
It's not because Beiming has a good relationship with the demon clan that she intentionally favors them. It's just because she has a good relationship with the demon clan that she knows how the demon clan behaves.
Demons are not gods, and they do not engage in killing. If people, demons, ghosts, or even gods offend them, they will also kill demons, demons, and gods.
But killing innocent mortals, and killing them brutally, is extremely unlikely, because demons are arrogant and they don't bother to take the lives of mortals.
"Old man, how do you know it's a demon?"
"Of course I know." The old man's eyes filled with hatred were filled with certainty.
It seems that the murderer may have been a monster. If it were a big monster that transformed into a human, it would be impossible for an ordinary mortal to tell which one was the monster.
Beiming let out a long sigh, thinking that the thirty-two people who died tragically were really unlucky.
If the beast's bestial nature has not subsided, it may become more ferocious.
Only……
Bei Ming looked around and felt that his inference was untenable because this was Zengcheng, which was thousands of miles away from the underworld where monsters gathered.
Could it be a lone monster?
The old man finally got up with the help of Bei Ming's hand: "Girl, if you don't mind, you can go and sit at my house, and then you can go on your way again at dawn."
Bei Ming smiled and shook his head: "Thank you, old man, but I'm a little anxious."
"Girl, there has been a big monster causing trouble in Zengcheng recently, and it specializes in killing ordinary people who are alone. They not only kill people, but also break their stomachs and eat their hearts. As a girl, it is best to be careful."
Eat the heart by caesarean section?
It is really a monster that is eager to transform into a human being.
Bei Ming frowned: "Old man, I am an immortal cultivator. If that monster dares to come looking for me, I will kill it!"
"Eh?"
Fortunately, she is a divine monarch. She would not just sit idly by and ignore the evil beasts that are causing harm to the world.
Bei Ming raised his hand and patted the old man's shoulder: "Old man, don't look at me for being young, but I'm actually quite capable. As long as they're not as strong as the Demon King, I can kill them all."
As she said that, she laughed: "Old man, since it's not safe outside, you should go home earlier."
Seeing that Bei Ming persisted, the old man didn't try to persuade him. He nodded and walked into the night with faltering steps.
Beiming raised his hand, pinched out a series of protective charms, and threw them on the old man's back, waiting for him to disappear.
, she turned around and walked around the river bank.
Not long after, she found the place where the monster killed people.
There was flesh and blood on the mud and rocks, with mottled blood and dripping red meat. Beiming smelled the strong smell of blood and knew that the old man was not exaggerating. Thirty-two mortals died miserably.
However, compared with the strong smell of blood, the smell of demon is very light.
If it's a monster, it probably hasn't learned how to control its breath.
The murderer... was it a big monster?
This was not the first time that Xu Shian went to Kunlun to ask for help. However, under the laws of heaven, the six tribes were independent and interfered with each other, so Kunlun did not immediately agree to Xu Shian's request for help.
This time he agreed because it was not only Xu Shian who came to Kunlun, but also many other human families. They all claimed that the demon clan was harming the human world, so Kunlun reluctantly agreed to teach them some methods of self-improvement.
Bei Ming had talked with Xu Shi'an before. Although Xu Shi'an's words were conclusive, she didn't quite believe it.
Now, with the facts in front of her, she couldn't believe it anymore.
Are you going straight to Youdu?
Bei Ming struggled a little on the clouds, then flew towards Jinling.
Jinling was not a city at all, but it only grew into a city when more people came there. The person who turned Jinling into a city that never sleeps like daylight was none other than Yan Hua, one of the Four Demons of Youdu.
Yan Hua disdains lying. If there is really a big demon in the demon clan who is killing mortals, he will not know about it. Even if he doesn't know, she can rest for a while in Jinling, drink a sip of flower wine, and then go to Youdu.
Beiming, who flew into Jinling Street, suddenly froze.
Over the years, she has been coming to Jinling frequently. After all, she has borrowed the reputation of being a demon to walk in the human world, and she has a good relationship with the demon king Jiang Li. Therefore, the territory of the four demons is like no one's territory for her.
Jinling is not a city, but it is a prosperous city. This is because there are hundreds of flower houses in Jinling City, and most of the delicate flowers in the buildings are big monsters with various styles.
Humans, devils, ghosts, demons, regardless of ethnic group, as long as they are male, they all love to come to Jinling.
With the booming flower house business, other industries in Jinling are also booming, such as inns, clothing and jewelry shops, teahouses and restaurants.
In the past, before she entered the city, she could already hear the roar of people in Jinling City from a distance. But today, when she entered Jinling, there were only red lanterns of different shades in front of her, but she could hardly hear any sounds.
The shops on both sides all had wooden signs saying "out of business", and on the bluestone floor tiles, paper money for ordinary things was floating everywhere.
Where is this city that never sleeps?
This is a dead city! This chapter has been completed!