Xianzun becomes a showman as soon as he loses his memory

"Sacrifice?"

The black-haired and black-eyed boy frowned slightly, and tilted his head to look at the cage where the child was locked not far away. His pair of deep black eyes gradually deepened, almost revealing a look of disbelief.

This person was horrified to be Qiu Ming who was supposed to stay in the Upper Immortal Realm honestly.

"The sacrifices are a group of living humans?" Qiu Ming turned his head, frowned deeply, and approached the high priest Mengsang in front of him step by step, his originally calm tone gradually became aggressive.

"I haven't interacted with the mortal world for many years. When did the mortal world degenerate to this point? They want to sacrifice the flesh and blood of the same family..."

Seeing the high priest Mengsang retreating under his momentum, Qiu Ming reached out and grabbed his skirt, pulling him back again: "Which evil god are you enshrining?"

he shouted sharply.

If he hadn't seen with his own eyes the fragments inlaid on the top of the staff in the man's hand, he certainly would not have believed that the mortal country that his father had helped back then would have fallen to this point.

He was not even born a thousand years ago, and he doesn't know much about the past.

But no matter what, he knew that his father had placed great hopes on these mortals back then, and he had left for them the supreme mind method used for cultivation and a remnant fragment used to save his life.

But these 1000 years have passed, not only did the mortals in this country show no signs of cultivation, but they went on the wrong path and started to plunder other human beings of the same race as sacrifices.

Is there anything crazier and more unbelievable in the Six Realms than killing one’s own race on a large scale?

Anyway, even as a member of the Ming clan, Qiu Ming felt that the actions of these mortals were a little unbelievable.

Probably because he sensed the danger that was getting closer and closer, at this time the high priest Mengsang couldn't care less about how the mysterious boy appeared in front of him. In his panic and anger, he suddenly pulled out his staff and hit Qiu directly. deep.

"How dare you slander my god as an evil god!" The white-haired old priest roared angrily with red hair, "Another hopeless heretic—"

Following his hysterical roar, the fragments inlaid on the top of the staff exuded a warm light, but it did not match the whole sinister and ugly staff.

Qiu Ming loosened the lapel of the high priest Mengsang, and stood there looking at him coldly.

The fragment left by his father for mortals has never been used as an attack. It can only help mortals stabilize their minds, recharge their energy, and not be disturbed by external evils.

So if the person in front of him wants to attack him, he can only use other methods.

He wants to see, how powerful is the sorcery that can make these mortals abandon the supreme mentality that the world can't ask for, and start practicing instead?

Accompanied by the curse sound of the high priest Mengsang gnashing his teeth, the relief engraved on the staff slowly floated, and the scars that had been repaired revealed a few scars like blood, which suddenly spread out from the staff , came straight to Qiuming.

Seeing a few lines of bright red blood streaks surging with an ominous aura, Qiu Ming couldn't help but blinked his eyes, and when those blood streaks rolled ferociously to his eyes, he gently raised his hand, and instantly held those blood streaks firmly. Pinch it in the palm of your hand.

The high priest Mengsang was horrified in an instant. He watched his newly added fame burst out, and was easily manipulated by others in this way. He was speechless: "You, you...you must be with me. The previous evil gods belonged to a group..."

This is simply a replica of the little evil god!

No wonder they look so similar and are so powerful.

On one side, the high priest opened his eyes wide and was too scared to speak, while on the other side, Qiu Ming couldn't help but fell into silence for a while looking at the bloodshot eyes that were easily captured in his palm.

Is this... the sorcery that this mortal in front of him is willing to practice without hesitating to abandon his father's supreme mentality?

It's simply—an insult to my father!

Qiu Ming was suddenly furious in his heart, and inadvertently squeezed his hand hard, and immediately wiped out those blood threads that were still struggling endlessly in his palm.

Ignoring the increasingly frightened eyes of the high priest, he took a step forward with a cold face, stretched out two fingers, and immediately cut the staff that had been repaired not long ago into two.

The half staff inlaid with fragments rolled down at Qiu Ming's feet.

He bent down, slowly picked up the half of the staff, gently removed the fragment, and put it back into his pocket.

Anyway, he came down to earth this time, in order to follow his father's previous instructions, take away the fragments he had left in the world, and return them all to his father at the agreed time.

Now that the adoptive father has found out his father's whereabouts, he is naturally in a hurry to go to the reunion.

As for the person in front of me...

He glanced at the high priest.

Mengsang was taken aback by his cold eyes, the huge difference in strength made him tremble uncontrollably, he didn't even have the strength to shout, so he could only hold the remaining half of the staff tightly, muttering Muttering prayers to their gods.

"Supreme Chaos God, your devout believers and servants are facing the threat of demons, please grant me the same supreme power as you to overcome the difficulties..."

Seeing that the "demon" Qiu Ming was not affected by prayers at all, the high priest was filled with despair for a moment.

An old Laoren, tears were about to fall, and the prayer in his mouth was changed in desperation: "My devout god, please accept my pure soul after the death of your loyal servant, Distinguishes me from those filthy heathen souls..."

Qiu Ming took one last look at the old man who was full of crazy words, his eyes were cold and indifferent, but finally he shook his head, turned around and walked towards the children who were imprisoned in the cage.

He doesn't have much time, so there's no need to waste it on a crazy old man. After saving these innocent children, it's better to leave as soon as possible.

I don't know how many cages were randomly thrown in the corners of this tent, stacked on top of each other, and they haven't had time to be placed in other places.

The skinny and dry children were dressed in old clothes, and there were bruises and frostbite bruises on their hands and feet. Like a group of frightened animals, they were all huddled in the mouth of the cage, with a pair of round eyes. The face was full of horror.

Qiu Ming stretched out his hand to these children, wanting to open those locked cages.

Suddenly, in the cage in front of him, a ragged little boy's eyes widened instantly, as if he had seen something terrifying, his mouth grew silently, and instinctively began to shrink into the corner of the cage desperately.

Qiu Ming was startled for a moment, and immediately realized that there was an extra person behind him.

He immediately clenched the scabbard on his side, turned around and wanted to slash behind him, but a hand suddenly appeared obliquely above him, and patted his shoulder heavily.

In an instant, the boy's thin shoulders seemed to be crushed by a huge mountain, the bones on half of his shoulder were about to break, and he couldn't breathe under the pressure.

There was a cold sweat on Qiu Ming's forehead in an instant.

A joking voice came from behind him: "Boy Qiuming, this time you sneaked down to play in disregard of your father's previous ban, aren't you afraid that your father will spank your ass if he finds out?"

"Oh~~ I almost forgot, your father, as the immortal master of the upper fairy world, you have repeatedly declared to the outside world that he is still retreating in the fairy world at this time! It is impossible to catch you sneaking down to the world... right?"

The person behind him, with a joking voice, turned to him with a pair of wooden clogs, and his hands also moved to his neck, with a gesture that could break his neck at any time.

Beads of sweat dripped down from Qiu Ming's temples silently, and he raised his eyes to look at the person in front of him.

Sure enough, it was Yang Xu again!

I was already careful when I went down to earth, but I didn't expect to be targeted by this guy, and I didn't expect that the other party would follow so quickly...

Just when his heart turned sharply and he secretly thought about how to get out, Yang Xu's face suddenly changed. His face suddenly changed from a hippie smiling face to a full of haze, and a strong and powerful palm was already strangling him. Qiu Ming's fragile neck.

"Boy, you really know how to pretend, why don't you continue to pretend? After pretending for so long, the little guy finally couldn't hold back and ran down to find daddy?"

He dangerously pulled Qiu Ming closer to him, with an uncontrollable gloomy look in his eyes, he said gloomily: "This time, why aren't you afraid that I will follow behind you and find your father's whereabouts?"

With her own throat pinched in someone else's palm, Qiu Ming calmed down at this moment, looked up at him, slightly twitched the corner of her mouth, and said, "Even if you found my father now, so what?"

"Now the way of heaven is getting closer and closer, and it is monitoring the six worlds more and more. You don't even have the courage to use your real body to appear in the mortal world at this time. Even if you find my father, you can still kill him two times." How is it?"

He looked Yang Xu up and down in front of him, with a slight mockery in his eyes.

The deity that appeared in front of him at this time was still just a dharma body that was randomly split, and it would not stay in the mortal world for too long, and it was destined to dissipate slowly after a while.

Noticing his sarcasm, Yang Xu's eyes became darker, he almost squeezed out a smile from his teeth, and said: "So that's it...it turns out that Ming Jiuyuan has already found Qiu Chenzhi's whereabouts first, No wonder you don't worry about seeing me now."

Even Qiu Chenzhi, who had amnesia and was injured, was not easy to win. Now that Ming Jiuyuan is here, he is just such a dharma body that split and appeared in the mortal world. He really can't do anything to the two of them.

Ming Jiuyuan, Ming Jiuyuan, Ming Jiuyuan...

It's Ming Jiuyuan again!

It was that guy who was one step ahead of me again!From childhood to adulthood, as long as he is in front of Qiu Chenzhi, that guy will always, always be one step ahead of himself, no matter how hard he works and how good he is, he can't shake Ming Jiuyuan's position in Qiu Chenzhi's heart.

Why?

All of a sudden, anger was born in his heart, Yang Xu couldn't help trembling his wrists holding Qiu Ming's neck, he couldn't suppress his anger, he opened his eyes wide and looked at Qiu Ming's black hair and black eyes that resembled his adoptive father, Immediately no matter how you look at it, it is not pleasing to the eye.

"Ming Jiuyuan's brat..."

He gritted his teeth and squeezed out such a sentence, and immediately slammed his palm down. Qiu Ming was caught off guard, and his whole body was thrown to the ground violently.

face to the ground.

Under this fall, although Qiu Ming was smashed until his bones ached, and a bruise was immediately knocked out on his pale and delicate face, after all, the Yang Xu in front of him at this moment was not the true deity, and the power of the dharma body was not so strong. Big, but it wouldn't hurt him seriously.

but……

Qiu Ming took a breath, got up from the ground, touched the bruise on his left cheekbone, his eyes were extremely cold for a moment.

Yang Xu can't expect him to forget this revenge.

Yang Xu, who was standing beside him, saw him brushing the bruises on his face in silence, and couldn't help raising his brows. He was just about to pull him up to continue questioning, but unexpectedly, his calf was suddenly hugged .

"My incomparably holy Chaos God—I praise you, no demon can hide in front of you!"

The high priest Mengsang hugged his leg with fanaticism, and praised endlessly in his excited mouth.

Before, Mengsang was pressed by Qiu Ming every step of the way, thinking that he would face death in the future, and he couldn't help praying to God for his soul after death, but he didn't expect that before his prayer was completed, the god would has come in front of oneself.

Although Yang Xu actually came to the mortal world just following Qiu Ming's whereabouts, Mengsang didn't know anything about it, and he thought that his pious heart moved the gods, so the gods came to solve his problems in person.

Therefore, after seeing his god easily subdue that "little evil god", Mengsang, as the high priest, finally couldn't suppress his fanatical belief, so he couldn't help but threw himself at Yang Xu's feet on the spot, tightly Tightly embrace the calf of own god.

"Supreme God of Chaos, your power is so vast, your character is so loving, you are covered with all the brilliance of the world, all territories should submit to you, and all pagans should be purified under your light , I praise you, praise you..."

The high priest muttered obsessively, and blurted out a series of rainbow farts.

But Yang Xu, who was hugged by his thigh, felt very annoyed.

Yang Xu shook his leg lightly, and immediately shook off the burden on his leg, then looked at the high priest coldly, and asked: "You are so useless, how dare you pray to me?"

"God..." The high priest Mengsang was dizzy from being scolded, and he didn't dare to do anything else, so he just lay there dumbfounded and didn't dare to move.

Seeing his submissive appearance, Yang Xu felt even more annoyed for a moment: "I asked you to search for the whereabouts of a person, but that person was in this country, but you didn't know anything about it. In the end, I found that person myself. whereabouts!"

"I asked you to search for sacrifices for me, but after such a long time, you have only caught so many people, which is far from the number required for those sacrifices. Are you being lazy all this time?"

Pointing to the cages with children in the corner, he suppressed his anger and asked.

The high priest Mengsang trembled all over and knelt on the ground, not daring to let out a single sound.

"Also..." Yang Xu flicked his sleeves, and actually threw out a few real people: "Not only can you not do anything well, but now you want me to solve your troubles?"

Those people who were thrown out of their sleeves by him were all unconscious, dressed in white priestly robes, with swords on their waists, dressed like monks, and all of them rolled down in front of the high priest.

The high priest bravely looked up and found his disciple named Bai Shu among these people. He was shocked again and couldn't help asking in a trembling voice: "My God, what is this?" ..."

Yang Xu glanced at him coldly: "When I came, I happened to bump into these monks flying over here with their swords. I was worried that they would ruin the important matter of searching for sacrifices, so I brought these ants here as well. .”

After hearing this, the high priest Mengsang was shocked. He couldn't imagine why the heartbeat of Xuanxu Kingdom would attract the attention of the monks. He couldn't help being flustered, so he had to bow his head heavily to Yang Xu: "My god is wise!"

Impatient to listen to his serial flattery, Yang Xu waved his hands in disgust and told him to shut up. He just wanted to turn around and continue to question Qiu Ming, but he didn't expect that after he turned around, Qiu Ming was knocked down. The place was actually empty.

Yang Xu couldn't help being stunned.

A gentle breeze blew by, bringing up a little dust in the tent, and finally called back his reaction.

"Xiao, cub, son—"

Yang Xu's eyes suddenly darkened, and he kicked hard at the empty place.

After all, his dharma body was just a dharma body, and his five senses were not as sharp as his deity's, so he actually let that black-haired brat slip away from his nose.

Just when he got angry at that trash!

The reason why the black-haired boy was so quiet before must be looking for a moment of distraction...

Thinking of this, Yang Xu became furious immediately, and turned his head to stare coldly at the high priest who was still kneeling on the ground.

Being stared at by his own god, the high priest Mengsang trembled suddenly, couldn't help lowering his head even deeper, and a bad premonition arose in his heart...

……

The capital city of Qingyun Kingdom, Zhaixing Pavilion.

Looking at the towering building in front of him, Qiu Ming, who had fled non-stop all the way, finally stopped, took a breath, and patted the dust on his clothes when he was hit to the ground just now.

According to the positions of the dolls that the adoptive father put on his body, the father and adoptive father should be right in the attic in front of him.

He touched the ground with his toes, jumped, and lightly landed on the high eaves of the Zhaixing Pavilion, and looked through the window lattice on the top floor of the attic.

But before he could get close to the window lattice, a vigilant voice came from the attic room.

"Who?"

Ming Jiuyuan's voice.

Qiu Ming was not surprised by this, he was so close to the room of the two of them, and the adoptive father was always alert, so it seemed abnormal that he hadn't noticed his arrival at this time.

only……

As if thinking of something suddenly, he touched the bruise on his cheek expressionlessly.

This scar was just dropped by Yang Xu, but because the injury was not serious, and his healing ability was good, so the bruise was already faint and almost invisible during the time he escaped.

Qiu Ming touched his cheek with his fingertips, and after hesitating for a moment, he suddenly used some strength with his fingertips, rubbed the bruise fiercely, and rubbed the wound more conspicuously and seriously again.

At least it must be so serious that his two parents can see it at a glance.

For the loss he suffered this time, of course, he must definitely sue!

Sure enough, after his adoptive father found someone outside the window, a black figure jumped out of the window and came to him in an instant.

"It's you?"

Originally, Ming Jiuyuan looked aggressive and wanted to pull out the peeping person, but when he suddenly saw Qiu Ming, he couldn't help being stunned, and asked in surprise and joy: "Why are you here, kid?"

Afterwards, he saw the conspicuous bruise on Qiu Ming's cheek at a glance.

The Ming people all had pale faces, so the bruise on Qiu Ming's face was particularly eye-catching at this time.

The effect was also remarkable, and Ming Jiuyuan's slightly surprised voice was suddenly overwhelmed with anger: "Who can beat you?"

It's Yang Xu from the Chaos Realm, that bastard who is always jealous of his father!

Qiu Ming moved his lips, but before he could complain, another clear voice came from the window: "Xiao Jiu, who is here?"

Father!

Hearing his father's voice suddenly, Qiu Ming couldn't help frowning, his heart was overjoyed, and just as he was about to rush over, he saw his adoptive father had turned around, one hand was climbing on the eaves, half of his body was hanging by the window, looking at the window He smiled and said, "It's the little guy at home who came here too."

The people in the room were obviously taken aback for a moment: "Who?"

Obviously at this time Qiu Chenzhi hadn't recalled the memory of Qiu Ming.

Ming Jiuyuan had no choice but to explain to him: "It's the kid we two picked up when we were young. He looks like me with a bad temper and like you. You named him Qiufu at that time..."

"Qiu Ming!"

Qiu Ming decisively interrupted what the foster father said next.

But Ming Jiuyuan frowned, turned over to the eaves again, and continued: "I mean, I wanted to name him Qiu Fu..."

"Qiu Ming!" He interrupted again.

"But at that time, I wanted to call Qiu Fu..."

"Qiu Ming!"

"..."

"It's Qiu Ming, thank you!"

Qiu Ming insisted with a blank face.

Ming Jiuyuan: "..."

In the end, under the stubborn gaze of his son, he could only wave his hands and sighed: "Okay! Qiu Ming will be Qiu Ming..."

"Anyway, I think being rich and strong is not as good as being rich..." He muttered again in a low voice.

Qiu Ming: "..."

Just when the father and son on the eaves were silently angry for a bad name, a startled figure suddenly jumped out of the window and landed between the two of them.

Obviously, Qiu Chenzhi couldn't bear the curiosity in his heart, and wanted to come out and have a look.

As soon as Qiu Ming saw his figure suddenly, his heart was secretly excited, his dark eyes were slightly bright, and he almost rushed towards his father whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

His father also turned his head at this time, looking at him with clear eyes.

Then Qiu Chenzhi was also obviously taken aback.

"Who beat this kid?"