Chapter 301 Wu Gongyu Extra: Girl and God (Character)

My mother once said.

The human race is hateful because they once betrayed the gods they believed in.

Demons are born to be enemies with the human race.

I don't think that's entirely true.

On the long road of cultivation, I have also seen many people who are chivalrous and care about the common people. Some of them are scholars who are determined to die, some are sword cultivators who are heroic, and some are guards sitting on the Great Wall.

I only hope that when they are killed, they will not suffer too much pain.

Give them enough respect.

But the human race in the Middle-earth world does not seem to think so.

They call themselves - demon women.

After a long time, this name is quite intimidating.

In the cold and damp dungeon.

Wu Gongyu, whose hands and feet were shackled, looked at Sui Yuqing who was leaving. There was an indescribable emotion and aftertaste in the eyes that belonged to Qi Muxue.

She was not simply attracted by the potential of the inner demon in Sui Yuqing, but recalled her past self.

It seems to be the same, knowing nothing about the outside world, and everything she says and does comes from instinct.

Sui Yuqing's inner demon was born too long ago, so she has already had her own ideas.

She is the product of desire and emotion.

It is all the seven emotions and six desires of Fairy Cihang who practiced the Supreme Forgetfulness.

Perhaps in the eyes of cultivators, this is all dirt and impurities.

But Wu Gongyu believes that this is the most real part of a person.

Fairy Cihang was influenced by the shadow of her childhood. For the sake of the Great Dao and cultivation, she wanted to abandon all distractions, stabilize her Dao heart, enter the upper third grade, and become a figure comparable to gods. Without lust, there is no such thing as damage to the Dao heart. This is the usual practice of many Qigong practitioners. Abandoning the seven emotions and six desires is to stabilize their own Dao heart.

However, the inner demon does not want this.

Wu Gongyu smiled faintly.

Maybe the person who wants to sleep with Lu Mingyuan the most is the inner demon?

When the two met for the first time, the first reaction of the inner demon was to avoid.

Because Wu Gongyu was born as a demon, he is the most noble demon clan. From the bloodline and soul, he can give them the greatest sense of oppression to any demon.

Any demon has no place to hide.

The hiding and tricks they are proud of are just a show of skill in front of an expert.

This is a talent unique to the demon clan.

The demon clan has a clear hierarchy in their bloodline.

The demons are demons of heaven, earth, and human.

The demons of human beings are also called demons of the heart. They are a large number of demons. They are often born from the acquired mutation of cultivators and are the least prestigious demon clan.

Their ancestors were originally born as human beings, but they joined the Holy Underworld and turned to cultivating demons. Even after thousands of years, the human smell on their descendants has been washed away, and they look very similar to the demons of heaven, but their blood is still not pure enough.

However, there are not so many real demons of heaven.

This also caused the situation of the demon clan to be not as good as imagined.

The contradictions within the Holy Underworld have always been great.

It is not easy for any race to stand out.

If it were not for that person, perhaps there would be no me today.

One hundred years ago.

The moonlight was like a curtain, under the border wall.

The ground was full of corpses, blood stained the earth, and on the ground of a broken wall, a slender girl with flying black hair and wearing animal skin and bone armor pulled out her sword from the chest of a bloody man. The blood splashed on her face. Fortunately, there was a wooden carved cow mask on her face to block the blood from entering her eyes.

The disciple in front of him, who was wearing the clothes of the sect, had already turned into a cold corpse.

The wall in front of him was a hundred meters high and majestic.

"——Buzz!"

The heavy horn sounded, and the dense army slowly retreated.

The girl exhaled heavily, dragged her tired body, and went to the direction of the Wu clan camp.

All her tribesmen had died in the battle, and she was the only one who escaped.

This border wall, which has stood for tens of thousands of years, has never fallen. It looks to the north all year round, making the Holy Underworld afraid to approach.

Her name is Wu Gongyu, she is sixteen years old and is from the Heavenly Demon Clan.

Her mother is the princess of the Heavenly Demon Clan, and her father is the chief of the Wu Clan. Their status is indeed noble, but they still have to accept the trial of the coming-of-age ceremony, accept the gift of the gods, and become a God-giver before they can master the power of the clan.

Before leaving, Wu Gongyu turned over the corpses on the ground to see if she could find any spoils.

She turned out a storage ring, a broken flying sword, and a wrinkled letter sealed with wax.

Wu Gongyu opened the letter and glanced at it.

Fortunately, she had read the human language and could understand most of the content.

But why is the content of this letter so disgusting?

It seems to be written about a woman.

After reading it, she looked at the body of the Taoist disciple, silent, and then took the letter away.

She picked up the sword and returned to the Wu Clan's headquarters.

A loud and angry voice came from the front:

"Wu Gongyu, all the Wu Clan warriors who accompanied you in this battle have died in the battle. Only you came back alone. As the chief officer, you have a great responsibility!"

The girl looked at the fire in the center. An old man wearing a fur coat, with complex symbols on his face and holding a scepter, looked very dissatisfied.

This old man was the war representative sent by the Wu Clan. He was the chief priest of the clan and had a high position and power.

The chief priest was no different from the prime minister in the clan. Only the clan leader could command the chief priest.

Wu Gongyu pursed his lips and said: "I am only responsible for killing the enemy. Commanding and other things are too troublesome."

"As long as you kill the enemy, wouldn't the result be good?"

After saying that, she threw away the trophy in her hand.

Seeing her being so unreasonable, the High Priest of the Witch Clan was extremely frightened and furious, and cursed:

"In the words of the human race, you are really a piece of rotten wood that cannot be carved!"

"You should stop participating in the war and reflect on it!"

Soon, she was kicked out of the handsome camp.

In the final analysis, the status of the Buffalo Tribe in the Wu Clan is not enough.

If the bison tribe were stronger, maybe she wouldn't have to face this accusation.

As a member of the Demon Clan, it was a rare thing for her mother to fall in love with her father.

For this reason, he gave up his position in the Demon Kingdom.

Wu Gongyu lowered her head and thought as she walked. When she left the camp, there happened to be a man slightly older than him waiting for her at the door.

The man was wearing a horn helmet, but he couldn't hide the heroic look on his face. He had a wheat complexion and strong muscles. He was leaning on her with his arms folded across his chest, waiting for her.

"Have you been scolded again?"

The man is smiling.

Wu Gongyu said sheepishly: "Well, the high priest is too annoying."

"The high priest is indeed a bit strict, but he does do it for your own good."

The heroic man said softly: "As the young master of the Buffalo Tribe, I should take the lead, but you'd better be careful and don't always rush to the front in everything."

"I know, brother, I listen to you."

Wu Gongyu still heard a lot about this brother's words.

This is her only biological brother.

He is also the best brother.

Growing up, no matter how much she was beaten or scolded, or her peers bullied her, she would always be dealt with by her brother.

"Brother, do you know what this is?"

Wu Gongyu took out the letter he captured on the battlefield and handed it to the person in front of him.

The Young Master Bison took the letter and after a cursory glance, a smile appeared on his lips.

"This is a love letter."

"It was written by a man to a woman, and she seems to have a crush on her."

Wu Gongyu asked curiously: "What is secret love?"

"It's just that one of them knows and the other doesn't."

"It sounds miserable."

Wu Gongyu let out a sigh.

The Young Master Bison smiled softly: "You are wrong. The love between a man and a woman should be one of the most beautiful things in the world, but sometimes things go against your wishes and there is really nothing you can do about it."

"But this does not affect the status of feelings in people's hearts."

Wu Gongyu thought deeply for a while and then said with a confused look on his face: "Then if I kill him, will he not be able to see this beloved girl?"

Young Master Bison touched the black hair on her head and comforted her: "Don't blame yourself, it's not your fault. Everything is because they are in different camps, have different missions, and carry different things."

"You have to remember that if one day, no matter what kind of person you meet, as long as he threatens your life, you cannot feel compassion and must kill him decisively. Otherwise, the person who dies will be you."

Wu Gongyu nodded and agreed: "I understand."

"I seem to understand what my brother meant."

this moment.

She seemed to have done something, why was the high priest so angry.

Every Wu Clan warrior, like this Taoist disciple, has his own relatives and friends.

Her nonsense has indeed hurt a lot of people invisibly.

This may also be the difference between the Wu clan and other races.

Unlike the Bone Clan and the Ghost Clan, the Witch Clan belongs to the ranks of the undead.

The Witch Clan, like the Demons, are all creatures of the Holy Underworld, and the conditions for their birth are very different from those of the Undead.

Young Master Buffalo turned his back and said as if he was feeling something: "We, the Witch Clan, are blessed by the gods and can often survive in catastrophes. We have talents and abilities that ordinary people can't imagine. But brother, I still envy the life of the human race. "

"Why is this? I heard from other people that everything in the human race seems to be controlled by the same rules as principles. It is not a good place and it is very unfree."

Wu Gongyu was puzzled.

In the world of Shengming, the human domain of Middle-earth has been promoted as a cage-like place, but it has considerable treasure resources and luck, waiting for the people of Shengming to discover.

Young Master Bison looked at his sixteen-year-old sister and said with a faint smile:

"Since the Middle Ages, humans have relied on themselves for everything, and everything is free."

"The so-called principles and rules are boundaries established to protect the existence of the weak."

"In contrast, everything in the world of Shengming seems to be free. The strong are respected and the weak can only be reduced to slaves. However, the most basic matters of spiritual practice must be approved by the gods. For example, if you reach adulthood during this adult ceremony, Without the requirements of the gods, you cannot become a true warrior of the Wu clan.”

"The disorder of day and night and the danger of unknown darkness have led to people's growing fear of gods. This fear can never be eliminated even if ten thousand or one hundred thousand years have passed."

Wu Gongyu said with longing in his eyes: "How strong is Lord God?"

Young Master Buffalo laughed: "How strong? I'm afraid the word strong is a bit inappropriate. If you practice to become a god of the witch clan, you can imitate the ancient ancestral witches, reshape the six paths of reincarnation, and even bring back the dead, and do many impossible things. , can no longer be summed up in strong words, it is basically equivalent to being blessed by heaven and earth, and can be honored for all eternity. "

"Brother, where did these thoughts you just had come from?"

Wu Gongyu was suspicious, feeling that his brother's words were actually quite dangerous.

If these ideas are released, it is undoubtedly treason and will be liquidated by the temple.

"Don't worry, it's not to the point where you can't even complain." Young Master Buffalo said with a faint smile.

He glanced at the huge team and warned: "Okay, it's almost time. Leave the rest to me. You go back to recuperate for a few days and don't go to the battlefield."

"Um."

Wu Gongyu finally returned to the clan.

With her mother's help, her coming-of-age ceremony passed.

So you have to participate in the sacrifices to the gods and accept the ceremony of inviting the gods.

Only by accepting the ceremony and leaving traces of the gods on one's body can one be truly qualified to become a candidate for a divine envoy.

I don’t know how many people covet the position of God’s envoy.

As a clan girl, she has the talent to be a devil, which is why she gained this qualification.

"Here we are, the altar for the ceremony is inside."

In front of an old mottled wooden pavilion, Wu Gongyu stopped.

She looked at the two statues at the door and felt eerie and strange.

She entered the wooden pavilion with the other disciples of the Wu clan. It was dark inside and lit a few candles given by the Lord of the Underworld. The weak candles were not enough for lighting, and they were more like a ritual procedure.

There were about ten people in the room. At first glance, they were all boys and girls about the same age as themselves. They were kneeling on the ground with their heads lowered. In front of them, there was a priest wearing a black mask sitting on the ground, holding a stone in his left hand and a stone in his right hand. He was holding a jet-black scepter with various strange symbols carved on it with mottled blood.

"The ceremony begins now."

The masked priest said coldly and stood up.

The first boy timidly stretched out his hand. The priest handed the stone to his palm, asked him to hold it tightly, and asked: "What is your name? Have you ever been married or had sex?"

The young man first said his name, then immediately shook his head, indicating that he was still a boy.

The priest nodded, but suddenly frowned.

"Huh?"

He picked up the scepter and wiped it on the young man's arm. A burst of light shone, revealing the skin underneath. There was a black and purple magic line on the skin.

Wu Gongyu knew he was dead when he saw the fine black and purple lines.

She is very familiar with this situation. This is a gift from other gods. Once a gift from other gods is accepted, it cannot be modified at will.

God does not allow his followers to have two masters.

But some people really want to muddle through and gain the power of the two gods.

To know.

The power of the two gods means supreme talent, the power obtained is stronger, and the speed of cultivation is more than ten times that of ordinary people.

"You have been tainted by other gods and abandoned the gods of the Witch Clan." The priest said in a cold voice.

The boy's pupils were as tight as beans, and his skin was darker. He originally wanted to use some secret techniques to get through, but he never thought that this priest's eyes were like lightning. Even in such a dim environment, he could still see through his disguise at a glance.

"No! No...this is a birthmark, a birthmark...I brought it from my mother's womb! I don't believe in other gods, none...Master Priest, please believe me!"

The young man raised his head, his dark face turned pale with fear. He spoke incoherently, and his body was shaking like an electric shock.

The priest looked at him indifferently.

A blood spot appeared on the boy's chest, quickly expanding into a puddle of scarlet color. The boy's pupils blurred, and after uttering a few meaningless syllables in his throat, he fell to the ground like a log and died.

The priest glanced at the two disciples kneeling in the front row. The two disciples could not ignore the gaze. They stood up tremblingly, moved the young man's body away, and threw it somewhere.

Another young man was called up by the priest.

This young man is slightly chubby, dressed in a rather noble manner, and wears a giant beast bone pendant around his neck. He looks like he comes from a well-off family.

"I am Zhu Rong from the Yingzhao tribe." He trembled all over.

The priest glanced at his wrist, handed him the stone, and asked as usual: "Are you getting married? Do you want to have sex?"

The young man's thighs swayed, and he knelt in front of the Taoist priest involuntarily, trembling: "No... never."

Buzz——

The stone made a harsh sound, and everyone present was shocked, and their backs could not help but straighten.

The fat young man slumped on the ground, his liver and gallbladder bursting. Although a young master like him was born into a prominent family, he was not yet married, but he had many slaves in the family. How could he be a boy?

This was originally a big source of bragging between him and the young masters of other tribes, but now it became the knife that cost him his life.

He knelt on the ground with a plop and shouted: "I am the second son of the Yingzhao tribe. I don't know how I came here. I heard from the tribe that you can get blessings from the temple when you come to the temple. How did you know that there is such a thing?" There are many conditions. My family has an old one with a priest from the Wu Clan Temple. Can you see if it can be done?"

However, a scream soon sounded, and his back shirt was dyed red with blood. He fell to the ground, twitched twice, and could no longer move.

No one at the scene sympathized with him.

Blasphemy is a capital offense.

This person must have treated the ceremony as a child's play, bragging to others about how he could enter the temple, but he came without asking for details.

The next one will soon be Wu Gongyu's turn.

Like the previous disciples, she has to answer those three questions.

The girl held the stone, glanced at the priest's wrist, and then replied softly: "My name is Wu Gongyu, I have never been married, and I have sex..."

The priest hummed and observed her for a while.

Then the ceremony was held silently.

During this process.

A green glow began to appear in Wu Gongyu's demonic pupils.

A dark shadow was seen on the priest's face.

The black shadow dragged its long tail, and its wrinkled face squeezed the facial features.

suddenly--

Countless blood-colored eyes like flesh slits opened, glowing blood-red, and the black shadow's face opened its lips, revealing sharp white teeth, as if smiling.

Her eyes can see the body and soul of the demon.

In a sense, what she saw was the essence.

"What are you looking at?"

The indifferent voice reached his ears, Wu Gongyu came back to his senses, and said calmly:

"nothing."

She didn't know how to describe what she just felt, but it just felt very weird.

Something that cannot be described in words.

indescribable.

"I hope that when you receive the blessing later, you will not look up to God with such eyes, otherwise you will be in danger."

The priest began to remind him for the first time.

Under some premonition, Wu Gongyu felt as if he had touched some taboo.

The ceremony went very quickly.

Wu Gongyu kept kneeling down and kept his posture motionless. A cold feeling rose from his spine, as if he was being stared at by some terrifying existence.

After a stick of incense.

"The ceremony is over, please check the marks."

"If there is no mark, it means that it was not chosen by the gods."

As the priest's voice sounded, everyone finally stood up and looked at various parts of their bodies.

"It's a pity that I wasn't selected. It seems that I still don't have enough potential."

"This is a blessing. If you can get it, a breakthrough will happen sooner or later."

After it was over, some were happy and some were sad.

Wu Gongyu found that the back of his hand was itchy, and a black line appeared.

From this moment on, she became a candidate for divine envoy.

Since becoming a candidate for divine envoy, Wu Gongyu has received a set of large black robes, which are full of magic power and can exert 120% of his strength. It is a rare treasure.

Only candidates are eligible to wear it.

She found that after she became a candidate for divine envoy, the eyes of people around her changed, and they gained a lot more respect.

Even the former high priest no longer dared to scold her casually.

She just wanted to tell her brother the news.

Show off well.

This wait.

That’s three years.

Three years have passed.

The war between Middle-earth and Shengming lasted for three years and has not ended yet.

My brother hasn't come back yet.

But she has become a real divine messenger, and the word "candidate" has been removed.

until one day.

News of the young bison master spread back to the tribe.

"What?! The young master betrayed the Witch Clan!"

"He actually openly made enemies of the ten tribes of the underworld for the sake of a human woman!"

"Which human girl is so beautiful that she can bewitch the young master like this?"

When Wu Gongyu heard the news, it was like a bolt from the blue. She quickly asked:

"Where did you get the news?"

When people around her saw her, they showed respect on their faces: "Master Divine Envoy, it came from Zhongdu. It is said that the young master let an important human woman run away, and was then held accountable by the Ming court."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Gongyu disappeared in front of him and flew away.

"Lord God Envoy! Where are you going?"

No matter what, Wu Gongyu traveled thousands of miles to reach the capital of Zhongdu.

One month later.

Because of her noble status, she saw the extremely haggard Young Master Bison in the prison in Zhongdu.

Immediately, Wu Gongyu lay down in front of the prison and shouted:

"Brother, admit your mistake to the court, tell the whereabouts of the human woman, and make amends. Your mother is the priest of the tribe, and she will intercede for you!"

The numb Young Master Bison showed his long-lost smile when he saw Wu Gongyu's first reaction.

"After becoming a divine envoy, I have really grown up a lot."

Obviously, he has been inquiring about Wu Gongyu a lot over the years.

But when he heard his sister's words, he shook his head: "This matter is not as simple as you think. There are too many forces involved behind it. It's better for you not to know about it now."

"Even my mother may lose her position as a priest because of me. Don't embarrass her."

"You go back. I'm very happy to see you for the last time."

"From now on, the Buffalo Tribe will be left to you."

"As a young master, I am indeed not competent enough for my job."

No matter how she tried to persuade him, the other party couldn't change his mind.

I really don’t understand Wu Gongyu.

It was obviously my brother who said it himself, no matter what happens, you must put your own life first.

Don't feel compassion.

But why did I suffer such treatment just to save a human woman?

The day of execution.

Wu Gongyu was among the crowd, looking at the young bison master who was tied to the cross.

In the holy and underworld.

Anyone who rebels against the gods will be punished by the gods.

Leave this world by the hand of God.

this day.

A bright shooting star appeared in the sky.

The trajectory of the meteor is like the body of a giant beast, as shown in the figure pressed down by Mount Tai, with a lot of dark matter attached to it.

Everyone stayed away from this area, intending to witness the divine punishment.

Seeing that his brother is about to die, even his soul will be wiped out.

She still ignored her brother's instructions and ran towards the cross:

"No one is allowed to hurt my brother!!"

The elder of the blood clan beside her said lightly:

"No one can interrupt the divine punishment, leave quickly!"

The one who finally stopped her from moving forward.

It was still a god from Dongdu, who just waved his hand lightly and knocked her out.

The fire of the meteor flooded the cross, and in an instant, the area of ​​100 miles became a no-man's land.

Looking at the ruins in front of her, as well as the smoke and fire.

Wu Gongyu was suddenly desperate.

In an instant, she recalled her brother's teachings. Since she was born, her life experience has been controversial. It was her brother who protected her and brought her to where she is now.

But now, she can only go on alone.

"Do you also feel despair and regret?"

At this moment, a mysterious whisper sounded from Wu Gongyu's mind.

A scarlet prompt appeared in front of Wu Gongyu.

[Every past is a new beginning]

[Why not devote yourself to the road of reincarnation and let everything return to dust]

"Who?"

"Who is speaking?"

Wu Gongyu was surprised to find that the divine symbol on the back of her hand emitted a faint light.

Could it be that the gods were talking to her?

Although she became a divine messenger, she had not met the gods face to face, not even by voice transmission.

"Lord God?!"

Wu Gongyu called out in her heart with half-belief and half-doubt.

The voice sounded again:

"We need you to become the spokesperson of the gods, to dominate this world on our behalf, and to enter places we cannot reach."

Wu Gongyu asked back: "Am I not already a divine messenger?"

"This is just the first step."

"We will give you instructions and give you more powerful power, and you can do everything you want."

Hearing this, Wu Gongyu thought for a long time.

Her brother's smile flashed through her mind, and she clenched her fist and said:

"Okay, I promise you!"

The whisper sounded again:

"From today on, you are the future master of this country."

"Please keep this sacred object."

Wu Gongyu found that a suspended black tortoise shell appeared in her mind at some point, and it was full of intricate symbols.