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    Chen Guanshui stared closely at Ajing Zhenjun on the purple water mirror, but in the end he still did not ask the words in his heart.  If you ask, what can you do?  ¡°Could it be that just because I have refined the thirty-two pages of the book once and am barely considered the new owner of this magic weapon, I can truly control it?  It is still not as good as Ah Jing, which comes from the same source.  After 30,000 years, each other has known each other to the core, and they must have already had various means to deal with such a situation today.  So Thirty-two just died yesterday, and today Ah Jing can activate the book left by Thirty-two across the void world.  Besides, for the sacrificial refining method just now, did A Jing really have no backup plan?  Even if she had no backup plan, could she, a little foundation-building monk, really be able to use this magic weapon with ease and mastery?  It is destined to be impossible.  Chen Guanshui knows how valuable he is, and he also knows that he has only written his name in ink on the appearance of the magic weapon, indicating his ownership.  But the magic weapon is still a magic weapon. The small world left behind by Thirty-Two still remains in it, and the rules inside still operate according to the rules that have been decided. There will be no change at all just because of the mood of this "little" master.  .  Therefore, when Ruan Hongyu was sent to the "Moon Palace", she must have been bound by the rules there, and then after a bloody struggle, her back was broken. She had to lower her head and was branded with those messy marks, becoming a dog in her own hands that she could only obey.  Instinct to please your dog.  A dog!  But Chen Guanshui doesn¡¯t want it!  Chen Guanshui knew that his mind was very dark, and he also knew that the magical power of the dream gave him the freedom to watch the depravity, darkness, sadness, pain, anger, and despair in the dark places of the world, but he was always unwilling to remain silent like this.  Of course, the world of monks contains countless unspeakable horrors and countless unimaginable cruelties. For example, yesterday's Yuan Shen War instantly killed almost two-thirds of the mortals on Yuzhou Island.  The demon king Zhou Jia who coined the term "Moon Palace" once subdued hundreds of female Nascent Soul cultivators who came to the door. Those demon sects would kill countless virgins every day just to obtain the purest blood. Those Taoist sects who were pure cultivators would  You can also massacre a city passing by on the road just because of a misunderstanding.  Those monks still have the means to get believers to donate all their property, even their wives and daughters, as well as their own bodies and lives.  Without the power to change everything, you can only watch everything continue to happen.  The strength of Confucianism for 30,000 years still cannot reverse the cold-bloodedness of the cultivation world.  Countless disciples of the Haoran Zhengqi Sect abandoned their heads and killed demons and demons, leaving a bright blue sky, but there was still darkness in the corners.  Even the darkest ones are the descendants of those martyrs.  Those Confucian sects who have gained honors and established an independent sect by virtue of their ancestors' bravery may in turn become the targets of the bloodbath of the new generation of Confucian sects thousands of years later.  Chen Guanshui knew that he could only have the knowledge he had today thanks to the gift of the woman in palace clothes in front of him.  If Ah Jing hadn¡¯t let go of the restriction of the mirage in the whole year before last, allowing himself to explore the history that had been buried in the mirror, especially the cruelty, blood, and mildew that happened at the same time in those glorious histories.  , stagnation, I don¡¯t know so much, and I don¡¯t think so far.  Otherwise, they might be like those young monks who died yesterday who came to watch the sword ceremony - they happily thought that all the heaven and earth were as blue as the sky above their sect, and that all the monks under the sky were the same as themselves.  My parents, my teachers and brothers are all good people, all places in the world are as safe as my study, and those girls are as easy to overthrow as my maids.  But Chen Guanshui always doesn¡¯t want to become the characters in the book.  Even if you build an inner palace, wouldn't it be better to find a few girls that you can take care of and girls who will really fall in love with you?  Do you have to be like the descendants of the cultivators written in the books and sleep in a pile of female slaves to live a cool life?     How can it be? ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Under Chen Guanshui¡¯s angry eyes, Ah Jing was silent for a while.  After she had organized her words, or maybe she had received instructions from someone in the illusion behind her, she slowly said: "Guan Shui, there are only you and me now. Now we are both in your presence."  In this void world, it can be said that except for those five people, there is no sixth person who can cross the boundary between reality and reality. You know what I am going to say to you below. "When Chen Guanshui calmed down a little, Ah Jing pointed to the twenty-first person at his feet.  The "Moon Palace" on Ye Shuye said: "The way I looked at you just now, it seemed that you were very dissatisfied with me for throwing Ruan Hongyu into this place. Then?Before I speak, I have to ask you, do you know what this page of the book is?  The eleventh page you were about to select just now, what¡¯s in it?  "A Jing's eyes were as gentle as water, but Chen Guanshui felt a surge in his heart, and he couldn't stop complaining. "It has the same name as the "Moon Palace" of the Monkey King Zhou Jia, and it is an underground devil's cave with countless dark caves, and there are hundreds of caves.  The hall, densely packed with strange black torture instruments, countless iron cages hanging on the ceiling of the cave, countless iron chains hanging from the cave walls, plus the dog-like women who were being manipulated by wood spirit puppets when I glanced at them.  Does everything need to be explained? Who doesn¡¯t know what kind of reputation the three most terrifying demon kings in the world have left in history? The woman who was the leader of all evil once made everyone  Everyone was shocked. The number of men who died under her, especially those who were extremely talented and had achieved first-class golden elixirs, was already unclear.  His favorite thing is to forcefully conquer those well-protected sects, like cracking open a hard walnut, or like an anteater digging up a hard anthill nest, slowly.  Slowly tasting the sweet meat hidden under the hard bottom. And Zhou Jia, who is ranked second, doesn¡¯t know where she comes from or what kind of practice she has. She first appeared during the Blood Sea Rebellion 70,000 years ago.  The realm of Yuanshen that shocks the world, and what makes him even more infamous is his evil taste. He directly seizes those Yuanying female cultivators with great surnames without fearing the glory of the real Yuanshen.  Small. Then a vast inner palace was built on the Lunar Star, filled with countless horrific instruments of torture, and placed with countless perverted magic spirits, turning the bright moon star into a bloody field.  It was the same thing as the nursery rhyme at that time: "There is a big octopus in the sea, and the master's son is lying under the bed; there is a monkey above the moon, leading a dog all over the world; there is a bird above the sun, please don't see me today!"  " That is to say, the divine power of Taoist Riding the Bear calmed down the blood sea chaos and stopped the flow when the blood sea demon ancestor was surrendered. Only then did the various surnames have a chance to breathe and began to gather manpower to encircle and suppress these three scourges. What follows is a thousand-year bloody battle, but  Even after all their lives, they still couldn't do anything about these three demon kings. Or these three demon kings went up to Shangqing Mountain to see what the Taoist priest who calmed down the blood sea looked like. This time, the leader of all evils.  She became the first female disciple to sit in front of the Taoist priest, and she also became a Shangqingguan and has been walking around the world since then; Zhou Jia was thrown into the soup pot by the Taoist priest and boiled alive for five hundred years.  After Zhou Jia got out of trouble, he went to Taiyin Star and never came back to the mortal world. The third one, Zhou Bofu, was the most stubborn at that time. He still refused to admit defeat even after being plucked by the two bears.  There is also the mark of Nirvana, which can be resurrected like a phoenix. Unfortunately, he met the Taoist priest. The Taoist priest did not turn him away, but he found a wife for him, Lin Daoyin.  The most noble woman in the world with the bloodline of the phoenix, the sacred beast of heaven and earth, and one of the three thousand boys and girls who came to this world with the Great Immortal Guibianquan, suppressed Zhou Bofu and brought him to the world.  I carried it to the Sun Star, but it still didn't come down for tens of thousands of years.
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