The whole family is full of evil disciples, Master, don't panic, your disciples are here

In the upper realm, in front of the monument of merit.

"God, there are changes on the merit tablet, and there may be changes in the fate of Immortal Lord Shangwu!"

A red-robed immortal servant holding a mysterious brush stood in front of the monument, trying to use the brush to repair the cracks on the monument.

Meng Qishan couldn't help but frown, his eyes fixed on the faintly flickering cracks on the monument of merit, and an ominous premonition suddenly surged in his heart.

"When I left, the monument of merit was still intact. How come it became like this in just a moment!" Meng Qishan raised his hand and gently stroked the cracks on the monument of merit.

Suddenly, golden light flashed from her hands, and the cracks on the merit tablet were seen slowly recovering.

Upon seeing this, the red-robed fairy servant hurriedly put down his pen and knelt down, his eyes full of panic.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. I don't know why this scene appeared. I was away for just a moment, and when I came back, it was like this. Your Majesty, please forgive me!" The red-robed fairy servant knelt upright with his head lowered.

Meng Qishan waved his hand, signaling the immortal servant to stand up: "Forget it, get up, this matter is not your fault for the time being."

After saying that, her gaze fell on the monument of merit again, and her brows furrowed even more tightly.

At this moment, the merit tablet suddenly shone brightly, and a line of blood-stained words appeared: "The Great Dao is about to collapse, the calamity of love is about to come, and the fate is unpredictable."

Meng Qishan was shocked. Shang Wu was the immortal king whom she valued very much. She didn't know what kind of danger this love tribulation would bring to her.

"Go and get Shangwu's life book quickly!" Meng Qishan said anxiously.

The immortal servant took the order and left. Not long after, he returned to report, "Lord God, ten thousand years ago, Lord Shangwu's fate book had already gone with the immortal. Now, this is the only book that remains."

Meng Qishan took over the fate book, and his thoughts went back tens of thousands of years...

"Master, do you really want me to die?" The divine pattern on the woman's forehead was shining brightly, but her brows were filled with worry.

Meng Qishan waved his sleeves and instantly snatched the Zhuxian Sword from the woman's hand. Then he waved his hand again, and a divine pestle engraved with seven stars pierced straight into the woman's heart.

Despite this, the woman endured the pain, still standing against the wind, looking down upon the gods.

"There are many who love, but there are even more who don't. It's a pity for you to call yourselves righteous! But you are just beasts in fancy clothes! Although I, Ji Xiuzhu, am not a good person, what are you!" As she spoke, the woman stretched out her hand, reached straight into her heart, and forcibly pulled out the divine pestle that was pierced into her flesh and blood.

"If I can save the world, I have nothing to fear from death! But I have only one request. Master, can you please let my disciples go?"

Meng Qishan looked at Ji Xiuzhu with mixed feelings in his heart, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I promise you."

Ji Xiuzhu smiled sadly, then slowly closed his eyes. His divine power dissipated, and his figure gradually disappeared.

At the moment of disappearance, a wisp of Ji Xiuzhu's soul still remained.

But Hu Yin and Mo Yunyu led a group of demon soldiers and went straight to the Ninth Heaven to avenge Ji Xiuzhu.

But, we were outnumbered.

How can a mere insignificant demon army defeat an orthodox immortal king?

Ji Xiuzhu wanted to stop it, but she was just a remnant soul and could do nothing to help.

After it dissipated, Ji Xiuzhu's hatred became an eternal pain in Meng Qishan's heart.

The Immortal Lord Shangwu mentioned by the red-robed immortal servant was none other than Ji Xiuzhu.

After Ji Xiuzhu's death, Meng Qishan reshaped her remaining soul and nourished it with divine power, allowing her to become the Immortal Lord Shangwu.

The Immortal Lord Shangwu is the third life of Ji Xiuzhu. He is a righteous god and the successor to the position of the Lord of Heaven and Earth.

In this life, Meng Qishan wanted to teach Ji Xiuzhu well to prevent her from making the same mistake again and again because of the demon clan's affairs.

But she didn't know where the change came from, and she was wrongly accused of causing the death of the Lord of Heaven and Earth in the Starry Sky Region...

Moreover, this time, she almost died in the Xuanming Bell.

Thinking of this, Meng Qishan couldn't help but clench his fists and almost crushed the Book of Life in his hand.

Fortunately, the red-robed fairy servant reminded her, otherwise, she would have had a headache for several days.

Looking at the life book in his hand, Meng Qishan began to flip through it gently.

As soon as he opened it, the words on it became blurred, and then a faint blue flame ignited.

Meng Qishan was shocked and tried to put out the fire, but it was no use. In the blink of an eye, the Book of Fate turned into ashes.

"How could this happen!" Meng Qishan was horrified. This had never happened before.

She was a little annoyed.

Because this is Ji Xiuzhu’s last book of destiny.

Now that he has turned into ashes, it means that the Heaven is still unwilling to let her troublesome disciple go.

Just as Meng Qishan was getting angry, she felt a sharp pain in her sea of ​​consciousness, and a picture emerged in her mind:

Ji Xiuzhu was seen in a dark place, surrounded by demonic energy. Next to her stood a man whose face could not be seen clearly, and affection was flowing between the two.

This is an enviable picture.

But suddenly, the situation changed drastically.

A bolt of lightning flew out, striking the two men and causing serious injuries. Ji Xiuzhu stood up with difficulty, tightly protecting the man, his eyes full of determination and love.

The man also held on and stood shoulder to shoulder with Ji Xiuzhu, fighting against this sudden disaster together.

Meng Qishan's heart tightened as he realized that this was the love tribulation of Shang Wu that was predicted by the monument of merit.

But the monument of merit also predicted that the avenue would collapse, and she couldn't guess how it would collapse.

Meng Qishan had just recovered from the scene in his mind when an immortal messenger came to report: "Lord God, I have noticed unusual movements in the Star Region, and demonic energy is everywhere. Do you need to go investigate?"