Chapter 11 God's Dream

Li Qingshan lingered on the island with beautiful scenery and blooming flowers, savoring the sweet liquid and fragrance to his heart's content, forgetting the hardships and fatigue of the journey for the time being, adding a charming scenery to this journey of searching for a hometown and visiting the old. Δ┡eΔ wwㄟom

The girl of the past has become a married couple in her arms. Her boldness was even beyond the expectations of his god, and she had to feel that the human heart was the most unpredictable.

I once decided not to look back, but to move forward blindly, not wanting to be fettered by anything. But suddenly, there are some things, although he wants to give up, but there are always people who will not forget. By some chance, he was inadvertently stained with fragrance.

So he understood that, from Wo Niu Village to Demon Realm, everything he experienced could not help but be deeply engraved in his memory and affected the world more deeply. And in the end, it must be repaid to him in some form, whether it is kindness or hatred, good or evil, which is probably the so-called "karma" in Buddhism.

Now, as he becomes a true god and a devil king, even if he indulges in this gentle village, every moment affects thousands of people.

The sun is shining, and the earth is vast. The dark marching team undulating with the terrain, has spread to the end of the horizon.

With his order, the entire Demon Territory began to retreat. It took tens of millions of years, sacrificed countless demons and humans, and experienced thousands of bloody battles to win the land, which was abandoned without hesitation. Coupled with the hard work and exhaustion of the journey, the inner pain and struggle tortured every demon.

But no one complained, because this is the will of the devil. They have long been accustomed to obeying their superiors, and even demon generals can drive them to their deaths at will, not to mention the king of demon gods, who even submits to the twelve demon gods, is an unimaginably lofty existence.

However, unlike the past atmosphere, there were no violent scolding, wild howling, the superiors forgot to bully the inferiors, and the inferiors forgot to flatter the superiors, they marched silently in the diffuse smoke, as if overnight, understand sadness.

Not long ago, all the demons who couldn't bear the pain and torture turned into beasts, and all the beasts ran together, dying day by day.

Today, the entire Demon Realm is immersed in this sad atmosphere.

Pairs of black eyes stared at the black sun rimmed with gold from time to time through the diffuse smoke and dust, with a name in mind - Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan opened his eyes, woke up from the dream, and returned to the fragrant island and the embrace of the beautiful woman, but his expression was a little sad.

When he affects the demons, the demons are also affecting him. Everything is cause and effect, and there is retribution.

His power is growing every moment, and even far exceeds the speed of his practice.

A demon is very weak, compared to his true god, he is like a drop of water and the sea. However, when billions of water droplets are collected, they can make the rivers flood and the seas flow.

In the past, under the Black Cloud City, the military aura that was temporarily gathered by the hundreds of thousands of troops could double his strength and crush all opponents of the same realm. The number of demons is more than ten thousand times, and what a terrifying power is it to continuously provide willing power.

And all this is just the beginning, the demons have just heard of the name "Li Qingshan", and Qian Rongzhi has not made a move to spread her Mingjiao, the demons are not even belief in him, It can already affect his mood.

As the faith deepens, the influence will become deeper and deeper.

It even distorted some of his thoughts until it shook his original heart.

That's why he didn't want to be worshipped and influenced by others. However, when he swallowed the Demonic Heart of the Black Sun and was determined to change the Demon Realm and influence the billion trillion demon people, he couldn't refuse the influence of the demon people. As the king of the devil god and the co-lord of the world, whether he wants to or not, he is naturally the object of worship for the devil people.

And without the blessing of this power of faith, it would be impossible to win the war. His opponents are all famous immortals and Buddhas. He has been worshiped by the whole six reincarnations and three thousand worlds. The power of the will not only controls the Dao Law of the Master, but also the people of the world.

If you are unwilling to pay even this price, why fight with them. Perhaps what the Seven Great Sages lacked compared to them was this power of faith, so they were suppressed.

War is not a game, even against God

The same is true in the Ming Dynasty. It is not just ordinary demons who need to sacrifice. He, the king of demons, is the most important sacrifice.

Hua Chenglu stroked his frown with her slender fingertips, and asked curiously, "Do gods also dream?"

Li Qingshan replied softly: "God is the dream of all living beings."

"Dream?" Hua Chenglu blinked, seemingly understanding but not understanding.

Li Qingshan patted her head: "It's time for me to hit the road."

Hua Chenglu didn't hold back, she just smiled and said, "It's a smooth journey."

The flowers have already bloomed, so there will be no regrets. As for when the person who enjoys the flowers will come back, that is the matter of the person who appreciates the flowers.

The traveler took away the fragrance and continued to dream that distant dream—a dark and rainy night, a boy with a little girl, wearing a scorpion, stood at the entrance of the alley, and bowed his hands to the passing carriage, saying goodbye. The girl's Yu Zijian and Hua Chenglu disappeared into the pitch-black rain curtain.

and then? Oh, by the way, I fought for Zhuo Zhibo Zhuo again, and was instructed to complete a mission to investigate a righteous village. In fact, Zhuo Zhibo wanted to get rid of him by the hands of a zombie Taoist There, he met several Mohist disciples, including Hao Pingyang. Then they went deep into the underground cave together, fought the zombie Taoist, and killed Zhuo Zhibo.

Among the Mojia disciples, only Hao Pingyang has survived to this day. He is quite talented and has survived three calamities.

However, Li Qingshan did not intend to summon him to the Demon Realm just like Li Long.

Although the agriculture of the Demon Domain is not good, if it is concerned with mechanical skills, it is not comparable to any world, not even the nine heavens, let alone the small world of five continents.

Who let Moyu have a "Jiazuo Demon God"!

Legend has it that he was a king in ancient times. He was obsessed with various organs and equipment since he was a child. Before the age of ten, he could cut bamboo and wood to make birds and magpies, and they flew for three days. A great sage advised him that although the wooden bird is ingenious, it is not beneficial to the people, and its actual effect is not as good as an axle polished by an ordinary carpenter. And as the king of a country, he should not be full of mechanical hearts and indulge in this kind of trail.

He went his own way, didn't listen at all, still indulged in all kinds of tricks, and was later exiled to the Demon Realm. On the contrary, this fulfilled him. He found a unique way, fit the Dao, and became a demon god.

If the gods love something, it is far beyond what mortals can imagine.

The construction technology of Jiazuo Demon God has even exceeded Li Qingshan's imagination, far beyond what the Mo family can match. Moreover, over the past ten million years, a large group of evil gods and demon emperors who are good at this method have been gathered under their hands, which is equivalent to bringing their own engineering team. It is the best candidate for "Da Si Zuo".

The Demon Territory has been unified, and the next step is to carry out infrastructure construction, whether it is water conservancy facilities or bridges and roads, all must be built. In this sky-cutting revolution, construction must go first.

Water conservancy facilities can increase food production and greatly increase the population of Moyu. On the other hand, road traffic can connect the vast demonic realm and mobilize the army to support the front line at any time.

Many people are powerful. Humans are the root of everything, only if there are people can there be practitioners, and only then can there be gods and immortals. Even the most ordinary demon people can provide massive power of belief, and ultimately decide the outcome of this war.