Fate of the Immortals and Demons

However, at this moment, Caidie was sitting cross-legged on the bed in her room in Piaomiao Palace, far away in the Shushan Sword Sect.

Suddenly, her body and mind trembled, as if she sensed something. She looked up in the direction of Mo Hei, and after a long moment of concentration, she finally calmed down and murmured to herself:

"Mo Hei, please don't do bad things and kill innocent people!"

Caidie could only pray like this, thinking that killing was a common occurrence among monks.

But if one kills innocent people out of personal vengeance, it goes against the will of heaven and is an unforgivable crime.

Just as, God is kind and loving.

If a cultivator wantonly slaughters living beings because of momentary unhappiness or personal selfishness, what is the difference between him and a heretic?

Just as Mo Hei shot an arrow through the heart and killed Shou Zezi, Cai Die could have stopped it, but she didn't.

That was just as Caidie asked, but because Shouzezi held a grudge against Mo Hei, Mo Hei killed people in order to protect himself and avoid raising a tiger to cause trouble.

If this is true, then Mo Hei's killing of Shouzezi is justified and excusable.

After all, the cruel rule among monks can be summed up in one sentence: being kind to the enemy is being cruel to yourself.

However, in fact, this was not the case. Mo Hei's answer was that he killed Shou Zezi because he had improper thoughts about him.

This made Caidie feel deeply uneasy.

If this is true, then wouldn't Mo Hei be willing to degenerate because of himself, killing innocent people indiscriminately and causing endless sins of killing?

This is what makes Caidie feel deeply afraid and terrified.

It is hard to imagine what will happen when Mo Hei really loses himself or cannot get himself back one day?

Will they really become so angry that they kill innocent people and never turn back?

It was difficult for Caidie to imagine further, and she didn't dare to imagine further.

As night fell, Caidie began to move. Relying on her own Nascent Soul stage cultivation and attainments in the art of formation, she naturally did it with ease.

Until now, because the Shushan Sword Sect's mountain protection formation had spiritual crystals embedded in its core, even though nearly a thousand people took turns to attack the formation's weak points continuously, they still hadn't been able to break through it.

Now that Caidie has recovered, it is even more hopeless to break through the mountain protection formation.

Whenever a crack appeared, Caidie would just wave her sleeve lightly to restore the mountain protection formation to its original state.

At this moment, Ning Chenzi was like an old monk in meditation, sitting cross-legged in front of the mountain gate, allowing more than a thousand people to take turns attacking the formation's barrier.

Wei Yangzi and other senior members of the Shushan Sword Sect did the same. They did not leave, but sat cross-legged in front of the mountain gate. They were all calm and relaxed, with their eyes closed, resting.

Seeing this, Ning Ranzi and others were undoubtedly furious. Their eyes were about to spit fire. They continued to fight desperately and attacked the weak point of the formation like crazy.

At the center of the Qingnuan Peak formation, it was Ran Gu Zi who personally took charge just in case.

Taking advantage of the night, Caidie, relying on her Nascent Soul cultivation, quietly set up a four-sided trap, intending to trap the Zhu Chan League members at the core, making it impossible for them to escape.

This four-sided trapping formation can be said to be the most common formation in the fairy world. Its main function is to imprison the opponent and make it impossible for him to escape, just like drawing a line on the ground to make a prison.

While the colorful butterfly set up a four-sided trap, Mo Hei, relying on his cultivation level that was about to break through the Qi Building Stage, flew all the way on his sword and arrived at the Lion Camel Ridge as if he was familiar with the route.

"Golden Lion King, this young master is here, why don't you hurry and greet him?"

Mo Hei was really carefree. He walked into the room and flew straight over the palace where the Dragon Lion Demon King lived.

"Who are you? How dare you be so presumptuous and speak so arrogantly in my Lion Camel Ridge Palace?"

Just as Mo Hei flew over the palace on his sword as fast as lightning, a large group of monster guards finally realized what was happening. They flew forward, drew their swords and surrounded the palace with a look of vigilance.

"Everyone, stand down."

At this moment, the Dragon-Lion Demon Emperor Yang Zhi transformed into a human form and appeared.

"Yes."

A large group of demon beast guards obeyed the order very well and withdrew immediately.

"What about the little white mouse? Could you please take me to see it?"

Without waiting for the Dragon-Lion Demon King Yang Zhi to ask, Mo Hei went straight to the point and stated his intention.

Yang Zhi's eyes flickered, but he still pondered and asked, "What do you want to see the ancestor for?"

Mo Hei curled his lips and said indifferently: "Ask it to help act as a thug."

Yang Zhi was stunned, obviously knowing that Wei Heizi was currently being attacked by the Zhuchan League, which was jointly established by 18 major forces.

It makes sense that he comes to me for help now.

If it weren't for the fact that the ancestor did not approve of his actions and ordered him to stay out of it, how could the Dragon-Lion Demon King stay out of it?

After all, the reward of a leaf of spiritual herb is still very tempting.

This shows how much the Yao Chi Sect spent to avenge Mie Jue.

Of course, this was also due to the involvement of Fairy Su Yao, who fanned the flames and insisted on attacking Wei Heizi.

It's not just for personal grudges, but also to avenge his beloved Lang Ning Ranzi.

"It just so happens that the ancestor also guessed that you would come to ask for help, so follow me!"

What Yang Zhi meant by this was nothing more than conveying a message that the Golden-Haired Rat still had some affection for Mo Hei, which was why he gave such instructions to the Dragon-Lion Demon King.

Mo Hei made the right bet, even though their last meeting ended in a bad mood.

But this golden-haired rat is his father's pet after all. Now that he is in trouble, it is impossible for this golden-haired rat to stay out of the matter and stand idly by.

Otherwise, if something happens to me and I go to the underworld to complain to my father, this golden-haired rat will definitely be to blame.

Soon, under Yang Zhi's personal leadership, Mo Hei once again came to this dark and empty palace.

As usual, the Golden-Haired Rat transformed into its original form, and lazily lay down and slept on the throne in the hall.

Perhaps it is because it is a wisp of divine consciousness that it has such a form.

"Hey, little white mouse, is there anyone who treats the young master so well?"

Mo Hei is really good at taking advantage of the power of others. He relies on his status as the young master and acts arrogantly.

After all, this was his master's biological son, so the Golden Rat had no choice but to transform into a human form. He leaned lazily on the throne, supported his chin with his hand, and asked casually, "What are you doing?"

"Tell me! Young Master, what brings you here uninvited this time?"

Mo Hei said as if it was a matter of course:

"What else can I do for you? I'm surrounded and attacked, so I'm here to ask for your help."

Upon hearing this, Jinmaoshu was really at a loss whether to laugh or cry. He felt both ridiculous and sad. He really thought he was a great young master.

Asking others to do things for you is so justified.

If it weren't for the fact that this ugly guy is his master's biological son.

I really want to give this shameless and ugly guy a good beating first.

The Golden Rat was immediately annoyed, and it was obvious that he was trying to pass the buck, so he dismissed it with:

"Then you stay here in Lion Camel Ridge first. If those guys come to Lion Camel Ridge, I will help you hide back."

When Mo Hei heard this, he became unhappy and angrily crossed his arms and said:

"Hiding your head and showing your tail, this is not my usual style. This makes me look like a coward."

The Golden-haired Rat was so angry that he almost blew his beard and glared. His pretty face darkened and he scolded in a cold voice:

"Then go wherever you want. Don't be an eyesore here."

"Well, alright then! Since you've said that, when I finally meet my dad in the afterlife, I'll tell him that he didn't save that guinea pig he adopted. He can only blame my dad for adopting such a guinea pig."

As Mo Hei spoke indignantly, he turned around and walked straight out of the hall, looking like he was throwing a tantrum and was angry.

"Stop!"

These words were truly heartbreaking, and they were like a soft knife that hurt without shedding blood. The Golden-Haired Rat was so angry that he suddenly stood up, his delicate body shaking.

This momentum frightened Yang Zhi, who was sitting respectfully in the hall with his head lowered, so much that his whole body trembled and his legs almost gave way, forcing him to kneel down.

However, the reason why the golden-haired rat was so angry was simply because Mo Hei said this, which was simply so infuriating that it could kill him.

If this golden-haired rat truly didn't care about its master's cultivation, why would it waste its efforts and send a wisp of divine consciousness here? Isn't this just a waste of time?

What's more, if it is true as this ugly guy said, he will go and complain to his father after his death.

Then, in the future, this golden-haired rat would naturally be too ashamed to see its master in the underworld, and would naturally feel guilty about it.

Mo Hei was still not convinced by this, and without turning back, he angrily said:

"Since you're standing by and watching them die, can't you allow me to fight them alone? It's a knife wound if I stick my head out, and it's a knife wound if I hide my head. Besides, you don't really think highly of me as your young master, so let me die in glory."

After all, the golden-haired rat had lived for tens of thousands of years, but he could also hear that the little guy was using provocation and deliberately using words to provoke him.

But if I really leave it alone and let this little guy fight to the death recklessly, if he really loses his life, I will really be unworthy of my master's kindness.

Of course, if he is imprisoned, it will only be a temporary solution and not a fundamental solution. We can't imprison this little guy for his entire life!

He still has to solve the problem himself.

"Tell me! What do you want?"

After Mo Hei's words of provocation, Jinmaoshu had no choice but to compromise.

This is simply because, in the eyes of this golden-haired rat, this little guy is like his own little ancestor, who cannot be beaten or scolded.

Although I hated him so much that I wanted to whip him, I couldn't just ignore him and do nothing about it.

After all, this is the flesh and blood of his master, so he has to give face to the Buddha.

Furthermore, regarding the Zhu Chan League's joint attack on Mo Hei, Jinmaoshu naturally understood the basic ins and outs of the matter from the Dragon-Lion Demon King.

This was not at all the fault of his young master's evil deeds. Instead, it was the Toad-Slaying Alliance that took advantage of the situation and went too far.

This is exactly the reason why the Golden-Haired Rat wants to help Mo Hei. Does he really think that his young master is easy to bully?