This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

When Wu Baiquan pushed An Ling in, Shi Tongming was meditating in front of a stone. He didn't move at all and looked more like a dead object than the other stone statues in the store.

Hearing the noise, Shi Tongming sighed slightly, turned around, and saw An Ling sitting in a wheelchair. He was startled, took two quick steps to An Ling, and said anxiously: "Master An, what happened to you!"

"My business is a little complicated for the time being," An Ling smiled and did not give a direct answer. She continued, "Mr. Shi, do you have any plans to carve again?"

Shi Tongming smiled bitterly as he looked at the sacred stone in the center of the store. After the collapse of the Crescent Moon Sect, he respectfully took this stone home and took good care of it. However, the black dirt in the cracks of the stone might be hard to clean. He shook his head and said, "These few days, I asked my apprentice who lives in the town outside the city to fix the stone channel in Yuantai Town. Yesterday, I asked someone to transport it to the mountain. However... the sacred stone is covered in dust. I'm afraid it will be hard to work on it."

"Whenever I touched the stone chisel, I felt a palpitation, especially for the human figure, which I could not carve at all."

"Mr. Shi," An Ling looked at Shi Tongming sincerely and said seriously, "I really need your help, not just for the canal in Yuantai Town, but for a more important order."

"Then you look." Shi Tongming walked to the workbench in silence, and picked up the tools while the two people were following him closely.

As soon as he got the tool, he slowly began to breathe rapidly and his hands trembled. He held the tool tightly, which he treasured, but still could not escape the resistance of his body. After half an incense stick of time, the tool fell to the ground with a jingling sound.

Shi Tongming sat down on the ground in pain, his back leaning against the magic stone, looking as if he had lost all desire to live.

An Ling and Wu Baiquan looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes.

In the eyes of the monk, Shi Tongming's hand was clearly shrouded and corroded by a black air, forcing him to let go of the carving tools.

An Ling, who was more careful, saw more clearly that this ball of black air was actually flowing out from the divine stone next to it!

It was the magical stone passed down from Shi Tongming's family that was preventing him from carving!

However, Shi Tongming hugged the sacred stone and cried out loudly: "Ancestor! I am sorry for you! I have disgraced the Shi family's craftsmanship!"

Wu Baiquan bit his lower lip and put his hand on the hilt of the sword, but was stopped by An Ling. An Ling said to Shi Tongming: "Mr. Shi, could you please step out for a while?"

"What are you going to do!" Unexpectedly, Shi Tongming became alert. He held the sacred stone tightly and refused to let go. He glared at the two of them, "I knew it! Why did you come to me for no reason? It turned out to be for my ancestor!"

"That's a monster! It's harming you!" The upright Wu Baiquan said angrily, wishing he could chop the harmful stone into several pieces immediately!

Shi Tongming was furious and was ready to fight Wu Baiquan. When the two were about to draw their swords, An Ling said calmly: "Shi Tou, I know you can hear me, don't you have anything to say to Mr. Shi?"

When Shi Tongming heard this, he was stunned.

No one has ever heard the ancestor speak. Is she framing me?

Seeing that the magic stone still did not respond, An Ling sighed and said, "'A stone without heart and feeling is useless, but an immortal with emotions and wisdom can communicate with gods.' Since you have gained spiritual light, you naturally have emotions and wisdom. Why do you still regard yourself as a dead object?"

After a while, a strange sound was heard in the Shi family shop. The sound was like the sound of stone rubbing against gravel ground, heavy, rough, and with a desolate sense of epic.

"I am a stubborn stone. This is my nature."

Shi Tongming was stunned. His ancestor could actually speak!

An Ling didn't care about Shi Tongming's mood and asked directly, "Why do you want to stop Shi Tongming from carving?"

"It's a disaster."

"Do you know why I came to see him?"

"no."

"Then have you foreseen what the outcome will be? Is it for Shi Tongming's own good, or are you simply harming him for some purpose?"

An Ling's question was too long. The divine stone remained silent and did not answer. After a long while, it slowly uttered a word: "No."

"Oh my god, I'm so anxious, why is it so difficult to talk to it?" Wu Baiquan was so anxious that he circled around the magic stone several times, and tried to pick out the black dirt stuck in the cracks of the stone with his little hands. As a result, the stone suddenly said: "No, pick it."

Wu Baiquan was frightened and jumped away like a monkey. He apologized with lingering fear: "No, sorry, I thought you didn't like the things on it."

"These things are the key factors that can make the magic stone speak," An Ling said, "If you take these things off, maybe the stone will not be able to speak anymore."

"I saw the breath of life flowing on it. It is the power of God."

"If it weren't for the Crescent Moon Cult's black substance, it would probably take you tens of thousands of years to gain sanity."

Wu Baiquan looked around and asked curiously, "When I heard you say that before, I thought it was a bad thing. I didn't expect it could give life to stones. What on earth is this thing?"

"Things given by God should not be desecrated." said the sacred stone quietly.

"Brother, please stop touching it," An Ling suddenly said to Wu Baiquan, who was ready to move. "This could be the dirt excreted by the New Moon Immortal."

"what!"

"You should know that the New Moon Immortal enlightened the magic stone in order to gain benefits from it," An Ling said to the two people and the stone. "Think carefully, what did the New Moon Immortal do with the magic stone after he got it?"

"You mean...his own idol?"

"Correct."

An Ling raised her eyes and scanned the cracks of the sacred stone bit by bit. After looking at it, her eyes that were shining with spiritual light closed again. She said lightly: "Faith. The sacred stone can help him collect faith, and the way is to build statues of gods everywhere."

"He wants to use the luck and faith of the human race to become a god in one fell swoop."

"And the way his statues are arranged is based on the dragon vein. I have seen it in the sky. Liyang City, far away from Zhongzhou, is the tail of this dragon."

"As for the formation, it is important to complete it in one go and without interruption. After we destroyed the statue in Liyang City, his layout was completely interrupted. If he wants to become a god by combining dragon veins and faith, then he cannot avoid Liyang City."

Wu Baiquan pondered and suddenly asked, "Isn't the current situation in Liyang City very dangerous?"

"Yes, and we have to face the siege of the Futian Army and the Daxuan Army. Oh, and there are also the monks who have defected to the Futian Army."

"So, for the sake of Liyang City and for your own sake, I hope you can join my team and become a part of this new organization."

"Brother, of course, I don't need to say more. Mr. Shi, I believe you still remember the massacre a few days ago? Since the New Moon Immortal was able to do it the first time, he will do it the second time. If we leave, how can Liyang City survive?"

"Senior Shenshi, you also know what Xinyue Immortal and I need to do, but ask yourself, have I restricted your freedom like he did? Have I used all kinds of despicable means to harm you and your mortal family?"

“I hope everyone can think carefully about what to do next.”