After traveling through time with the original god, I became a popular person

Now, at the age of eleven, Nanxing can go up the mountain to chop firewood by himself.

It was a sunny day, and it looked like good weather.

Nanxing took his grandfather's sickle and chopped wood on the way up the mountain like his grandfather did. Looking at the scenery below the mountain, Nanxing felt that life could still be good.

I just miss my grandparents a little bit.

The young boy Nanxing waved the hatchet and chopped the dead branches diligently, completely unaware that danger was behind him.

He had just picked up a dead branch on the ground when suddenly everything went dark and he knew nothing.

When he woke up again, Nanxing vaguely saw a figure, who seemed to be a Taoist priest. Then he turned his eyes around and found himself in a cave.

The Taoist priest seemed to have noticed something. "Oh, the little thing woke up pretty quickly."

This Taoist priest was originally a disciple of the Three Stars Temple in the secular world. However, because his master's new disciple was more talented than him, he surpassed him not long after entering the sect.

It was obvious that before he came, I was the most talented disciple, and the master originally wanted to pass on his position as the abbot to me. Why, why, my junior brother is so talented.

His efforts seem insignificant. Everyone praises him and says he will become a great man in the future. Then what am I? No matter how hard I try, I can't catch up.

Anger, jealousy, and fear grew like weeds in my heart, growing wildly. My desire to become stronger became more and more impatient.

As if something was guiding him, he unexpectedly discovered a basement with a restriction. The restriction was very complicated and he could not solve it.

But there always seemed to be a voice ringing in his ears, saying that there was a secret that could make him stronger, and that he would be invincible as long as he got it. This voice was bewitching.

One day, two days, and many days passed, and he finally couldn't help it and went to that forbidden place again.

During this period of time, he had been looking for a way to break the ban, and finally he found it.

Under the guidance of the voice beside his ear, he was like a madman. The restriction was finally opened. Inside was a box that exuded an ominous aura.

Without bothering to explore, he picked up the box and left.

The temple master also felt it when the ban was broken, and quickly came to check, and rang the warning bell.

The master of the temple thought that the intruder was a demon, but he never expected that it was his most beloved disciple, the one he had picked up and raised since childhood, the one he had the highest hopes for.

The master was stunned for a moment. He immediately shouted, "Xuanyuan, put down the magic book immediately. It is not a good thing. You will destroy yourself."

But his mind was no longer normal at this time.

"Let it go, huh~ Impossible. Ever since that new disciple came, you have never paid any attention to me. Obviously, I am the one who is most capable of inheriting the Taoist temple, right? Now everything is gone, I have nothing."

After saying that, his power suddenly increased and he injured his master and fellow disciples and left.

After Xuanyuan left with the box, he found a cave and stayed there temporarily. He opened the box and found the things inside: a flag and a seed.

There is also a book which says that this flag is called the Soul-Calling Flag and that it can be activated and refined as long as it absorbs nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine wronged souls.

It grants the user great power. However, if he slaughters mortals in the secular world, it will inevitably attract the attention of the heavens, and then the heavenly punishment will come down. Nothing can be accomplished.

So there is another insidious trick, the demon seed, which is to parasitize the demon seed in the body of a mortal, and then manipulate this mortal to get rid of the wronged souls for oneself.

Xuanyuan took a liking to this lone boy and decided to do an experiment on him to see if it was feasible.

Xuanyuan injected the demon seed into Nanxing's body and began to refine the puppet.

Before the little Nanxing could react, he fell into great pain. This pain of soul-splitting continued to torment him.

He wailed in great pain, "Ah~ It hurts, Grandpa, Nanxing is in so much pain," but no one could respond to him. In this extreme pain, Nanxing's consciousness gradually blurred and he fell into a deep sleep.

A few months later, Xuan Yuan looked at the man in front of him and said, "I finally succeeded. Hehehe, I wonder who can stop me in the future."

Nan Xing, whose body was completely controlled, felt that she could no longer control her body when she woke up again. I don't know how to describe this feeling.

A great fear overwhelmed him and he didn't know what would happen next.

In fact, Nanxing had not been completely turned into a puppet. A real puppet has no self-awareness at all and its soul has been erased, but Nanxing survived with his strong mental strength and willpower.

Xuan Yuan controlled Nan Xing and selected a village not far away to carry out his first step, to sacrifice and refine the soul. He gave Nan Xing an order.

He was given a low-grade spiritual sword and asked to kill all the people in the village.

[No, no, that's where I grew up. I can't go there.] Nanxing tried her best to control her body. But she could only watch helplessly and couldn't stop it.

At the foot of the mountain, next to the big tree at the entrance of the village.

"Hey, Nanxing, where have you been for so long? We saw the hatchet and scattered firewood you left on the mountain, and we all thought you were eaten by wild animals.

The village chief organized people to look for you for a long time but couldn't find you."

The person who was speaking was the uncle next door, who often brought food to Nanxing and, when his grandparents were still alive, helped them clean the roof on snowy days.

An order sounded in my mind like a death warrant.

Nanxing uttered two words with difficulty: [Quick...Run...! ]

But the uncle didn't hear it clearly, he just felt that Nanxing's condition was not right.

Nanxing was extremely anxious and shouted, "Run away, run away quickly..."

But no one heard his screams, he only felt a red flash before his eyes, and warm liquid splashed on his face. In extreme pain, only two lines of blood and tears were left.