Chapter 0757 Worship

Tuo Yong clearly remembered the scene when he was called to meet King Sheshen. Before he went, he was surprised that he could be favored by the old king. After meeting him, he was surprised that the old king would personally arrange such a simple task.

From then on, he had a hunch that Xihai Zhibubang might hide a very important secret.

King Sheshen was in poor health in the past few years, and even caused a scandal that several princes competed for the throne in advance. However, when Tuo Yong entered the palace, he saw King Sheshen, who was very healthy, with light steps like a teenager, black hair on his head, and wrinkles on his face seemed to be smoothed. In short, King Sheshen regained his youth - it is said that this is the reward for joining the magic Taoist priest Wangshan, but Tuo Yong thinks there is another reason.

About a year and three months ago, King Sheshen selected fifty from the numerous children of the Tuo family, and a palace magician taught them a new set of cultivation methods.

Tuo Yong was lucky enough to be selected. He practiced very hard, almost day and night. On the one hand, he hoped to be appreciated. On the other hand, he really liked this method and felt that it was much more effective than the common demon refining techniques. He was puzzled as to why such a good thing had been kept secret for a long time.

Ten months later, Tuo Yong refined a demon pill in the Crimson Palace.

Demon pills are usually a certain organ that has been strengthened. The position of the Crimson Palace roughly coincides with the heart, but it is not the heart. It is an invisible container for the pill like the Niwan Palace and the Lower Dantian. It is extremely rare to generate a demon pill here.

Tuo Yong was summoned by the King of Sheshen for this reason.

The King of Sheshen praised Tuo Yong's efforts, and then ordered him to lead 5,000 demon soldiers to "clean up the West Sea" and find the location of Zhibubang. It was that simple.

But a mysterious voice told Tuo Yong a few hours ago that everything was not simple.

The mysterious voice claimed to be the distant ancestor of the Tuo family and sternly ordered Tuo Yong to kill the young captive who had just been captured. Tuo Yong's first reaction was to execute the order, but halfway through, he regretted it.

As a descendant of the royal family, Tuo Yong knew how serious the consequences of acting on his own would be. Even if the voice in his head really came from a certain "distant ancestor", he should report the matter to the King of Sacrifice first.

The ambitious Tuo Yong also had another idea: the Jiang Palace Demon Pill, Zhibubang, and the mysterious voice in his mind might be related to each other. If he could figure out what was going on, he might make a greater contribution.

So he disobeyed the order of the "distant ancestor" and did not kill Mu Dong'er immediately. His thoughts were going further and further, and he felt that he could ask all the secrets from the mouths of Yang Qingyin and her son who were defending the isolated island.

The arrival of the Taoist priest Shen Jiyi in white disrupted his plan.

Tuo Yong told everything he knew, and his eyes never left Shen Jiyi when he told the story. He had an intuition that this Taoist priest who looked very kind was a tough guy.

Shen Jiyi nodded from time to time, encouraging the half-demon to continue. After listening, he said, "General Yong, do you mind if I check your demon pill?"

"I always feel that the Jiang Palace demon pill is unusual. It is my honor to be checked by Taoist Shen." The more afraid Tuo Yong was in his heart, the more respectful and polite he was on the surface.

Mu Dong'er didn't understand what was going on. She admired Shen Jiyi very much. This Taoist in white did nothing. He just walked in and showed a little ice and fire dragon, which made the half-demon general obedient and answer all questions.

Shen Jiyi was an orthodox Taoist. He would not directly reach out to check a demon. Instead, he summoned an oil lamp to protect his chest, then held a copper bell in his left hand and a copper mirror in his right hand. With the ding-ding bell, the copper mirror emitted a beam of light to Tuo Yong's chest.

Tuo Yong threw away the bone stick in his hand, pressed his hands on the table, and his whole body trembled slightly. The ringing of the bell made him upset. He really wanted to roar and run away.

Only deeper fear could keep him.

Mu Dong'er glanced at the copper bell in his hand. It had a bell tongue inside, but it never rang no matter how he shook it. Its only function was to make him control the Dao fire on his head more smoothly. He still liked the copper bell in Shen Jiyi's hand more. His mother had many similar small things, which were said to be Daoist instruments, but she never let him play with them.

Before Tuo Yong was about to lose control of his irritability, Shen Jiyi finished the inspection, put away the three instruments, and smiled: "Congratulations, your Crimson Palace Demon Pill actually looks a bit like the Daoist inner pill. Of course, it is more like the inner pill of a casual cultivator, which is mixed and impure. It can generate demonic power and can also be gradually enhanced through practice. It is not bad."

Tuo Yong broke out in a cold sweat and forced a smile on his stiff face, "Casual cultivators are not as good as Taoists, and half-demons are not as good as casual cultivators. My little Crimson Palace Demon Pill is half similar to the pure Daoist inner pill, which is a great luck."

"I want a copy of your cultivation method." Shen Jiyi was not as polite as he was at the beginning.

"Yes, yes, do you want me to write it down now?"

"No hurry." Shen Jiyi thought for a moment. He could directly seize the half-demon's memory, but there was no need to do so. Casting a spell to enter someone else's mind would take certain risks. Only the disciples of the Mind Reading Department would enjoy it. "Sheshen Country selected fifty royal children to practice new methods. How many half-demons have refined the Crimson Palace Demon Pill like you?"

"We don't practice together. I don't know much about the other children. As far as I know, almost all of them succeeded, but some were early and some were late. I was relatively late. Most of the other children were sent to fight with the army, and there are still a few children who continue to practice."

Shen Jiyi was slightly surprised. Even if it was a casual cultivator, only a few mortals could refine the inner elixir. Although the Jiang Palace demon elixir was not strong, it was a very strange thing that the demon could cultivate it. Could it be that the Sheshen Kingdom had a way to select demons suitable for cultivation in advance?

"Can we leave now? My mother must be worried about me. Once she is worried, she will teach me a lesson and confiscate my copper bell. Taoist Shen - I should call you Taoist Shen - can you plead for me?"

"I can try, but your mother is not easily convinced." Shen Jiyi smiled, not paying special attention to the copper bell in Mu Dong'er's hand.

Mu Dong'er sighed, "That's right, Baldy always pleads for me, but never convinces my mother."

Shen Jiyi pinched the magic formula with his right hand and gently stroked the scabbard. Two humans and a demon instantly moved out of the cabin without any contact with each other. Mu Dong'er found that she could fly without casting a spell, and couldn't help screaming.

Tuo Yong looked back at the warship that was already dozens of steps away, and his heart was chilled. Dozens of demon soldiers and sorcerers on duty on the deck had fallen to the ground and died, and the more than 200 demons on the lower deck were probably not spared.

The Taoist priest was still so powerful, and Tuo Yong was terrified. If it weren't for Shen Jiyi's magic, he would have fallen into the sea long ago.

Shen Jiyi only teleported once, and the rest of the journey was completed by flying. His white clothes fluttered, and he stepped on an ancient and unadorned long sword, which frightened Tuo Yong and made Mu Dong'er envious.

"My mother refused to give me any magic weapon, and even this copper bell was only allowed to be played with occasionally, so I didn't fly fast enough, otherwise I could beat the half-demon..." Mu Dong'er was a little nagging in front of the object of her admiration, wishing to shake out everything in her heart and ask for advice.

Shen Jiyi always had a smile on his face, and when he had to answer, he just perfunctorily said a few words, which sounded mysterious and profound, but in fact there was no substantial content.

Tuo Yong saw it clearly from the side. Shen Jiyi didn't like this kid at all, and he even hated him. But Taoist priests are good at concealing things. Only the children of the royal family who have been looked down upon for many years can see the truth from all kinds of details.

At dusk, they arrived at the Demon-Suppressing Island. Everything on the island remained unchanged, but the people were gone. Yang Qingyin, Xiaohao, Tuzi and Feifei were all gone.

Mu Dong'er was shouting everywhere looking for someone. Shen Jiyi stood on the shore and looked at the calm ocean in the north. Tuo Yong stood behind him and suddenly felt a headache again, which was more severe than any previous time. He couldn't help but cry out.

"Huh?" Shen Jiyi asked without turning his head.

"The ancestor... The ancestor gave me another order. This time, he asked me not to kill Mu Dong'er. This... Fortunately, I didn't follow his instructions before." Tuo Yong was a little disapproving of this mysterious ancestor.

Shen Jiyi didn't say anything, as if he thought this matter was not important at all.

Mu Dong'er ran back, "It's really strange, where did everyone go?"

"I guess they went to the half-demon port to rescue you." Shen Jiyi turned around, without a smile on his face, and said to Tuo Yong: "Write down your cultivation method."

Tuo Yong brought a pen and paper with him, and took it out immediately. He didn't dare to go far, kneeling on the ground, writing down the cultivation method stroke by stroke. He was already scared to death, and didn't think this set of methods was valuable at all, so he didn't hide anything.

"Master Shen, can you take me to find my mother? I don't want her to be too anxious." Mu Dong'er was anxious herself.

Shen Jiyi, who was always easy to talk to, shook his head at this time, "Your mother will be back soon."

"Oh." Mu Dong'er didn't bother anymore, ran to the nearby pavilion, and looked at the ocean in the south.

About half an hour later, Tuo Yong finished writing the cultivation method. There were not many words, written in small characters on five sheets of paper.

Shen Jiyi took the paper, rolled it up and put it in his sleeves without even looking at it, and then stared at Tuo Yong.

It was already dark, and Tuo Yong was stared at and felt uneasy. He suddenly regretted writing the cultivation method too quickly. If he was useless, he might lose his life.

"Can you talk to the 'Ancestor'?" Shen Jiyi asked.

"What? The Ancestor can talk to me. I have never told him, but he seems to be able to see some of my thoughts, because... he knows Mu Dong'er's name, and he knows that I refuse to kill people, and he scolded me for this..."

"Okay." Shen Jiyi thought for a while, and said lightly: "Remember these words in your mind, don't forget a word: Mu Xingqiu, Yashan Shen Jiyi just saved your son Mu Dong'er, he wants to talk to you."

Tuo Yong was shocked. He had heard of Mu Xingqiu's name, but he didn't know what it had to do with the "Ancestor", and Shen Jiyi's words sounded like a threat.

Mu Dong'er stood on the top of the pavilion and didn't hear a word.