The Demonic Sect Ancestor Can Time Travel

Chapter 171
In the dim temple of light, the tall old bishop with white beard and hair, dragging a ghastly shadow, was carrying a heavy and ancient oil pot, adding cottonseed oil to the few remaining magic lamps.

With a turbid voice and whispered words of repentance, the old bishop gently shook his calloused hands, and carefully poured the last drop of oil into the last magic lamp.

The old bishop, who finished the last routine work, slowly put the oil pot on the ground, looked around the empty mission hall, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Tears for unknown reasons filled his eyes and blurred his vision. In a haze, he seemed to see the benches full of the Lamb of the Lord again.

The hymns echoed in the hall, and the holy light germinated on the believers. It seemed that it was just a moment, and the time here went back hundreds of years.

And he has regained his youth, and what he wears is no longer the washed-white bishop's uniform with patches inside, but the paladin armor that he has sold long ago and inherited from his family.

"Lord, please forgive me, I failed to buy olive oil, I failed to convert new believers, I failed..." Gently wiped away his tears, the old bishop returned to reality and started to confess again. Came to the pulpit under the emblem.

The trembling steps went up to the pulpit that he wiped hard day after day, and it was still as bright as new. The old bishop said slowly and firmly as usual, as he did a hundred years ago: "The Holy Light lives forever, and the Lord will always protect you. This concludes today's sermon!"

Before the old voice could echo in the empty preaching hall, it was covered by a series of rapid coughing.

The dusty memory in the depths of his heart made the old bishop overly excited. At this time, he was no longer the famous and powerful paladin. Time had already eroded his strong body to be riddled with holes. up.

A little bit of discomfort may cause one of the few remaining pillars of the Bright Church to collapse.

I don't know if I should be lucky, but after a long time coughing, it slowly subsided, and the old bishop, who let out a sigh of relief, slowly stood up straight, and took out a patched handkerchief with the emblem of light from his pocket. , Gently wipe the blood coughed up from the corner of his mouth clean.

"Lord, are you still unwilling to let your lamb return to your kingdom?" Turning his head and looking at the high hanging divine emblem shaped like an abstract sun with complicated eyes, the old bishop slowly lowered himself The head closed its eyes and started a new round of confession.

At the same time, it seemed to have heard the old bishop's prayer and confession. For hundreds of years, no matter how the believers prayed, the divine emblem that had not moved at all suddenly burst into a faint divine light.

Without waiting for any reaction from this universe, a pure white divine light mixed with a trace of black awn rose from the divine emblem, and directly shone on the old bishop with his eyes closed.

In the next moment, an equally old but inexplicably different voice appeared in the silent preaching hall.

"It's a good thing that I know how to transform into another demon that day, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to come in!" The old bishop raised his head, and in his opened eyes, a different kind of inspiration flashed away.

Raising his arms, taking a step, and twisting his waist, the old bishop's actions at this time are like a person trying on new clothes in front of a full-length mirror, which is a bit weird no matter how you look at it.

"The body of a mortal is more turbid and heavy than imagined! Well, being too old is also one of the reasons." Raising the palm, looking at the loose skin and obvious age spots on it, the old voice couldn't help complaining, " Alas, who told the Church of Light to be ruined, there is no room to pick and choose the body!"

Although the appearance of the old bishop, and even the aura of his soul have not changed, it is not difficult to tell from the familiar complaints that it is not the old bishop himself who is in charge of this body at this time, but the true king of all demons, Yuan Wang.

It was the first time that Wang Yuan used the method of Heavenly Demon to replace someone else, and he was still fresh at this moment. While browsing the memory of the old bishop, he began to "tour and visit" the temple where he was the only one on duty.

"Tsk tsk, I didn't know the beauty of this celestial demon before. If I knew that it could be so easy and environmentally friendly, and safely steal other people's memories, why would I feel sorry for the soul search technique! Practice brings true knowledge, and you don't lie to me." !" Wang Yuan, who was slowly realizing the state of the demon, couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

In fact, this is also his own fault, although Wang Yuan boldly and recklessly demonized all his spirit and soul shells, and created a real body of thousands of demons that others see as amazing and strange.

But when it comes to the four demons that make up his real body, his degree of understanding and use of it are extremely unbalanced.

Wang Yuan, who has completely absorbed the legacy of his original body, is best at using bone demons, and has a deep understanding of the power of bone demons. It is precisely because of this that in terms of strength alone, Wang Yuan's Myriad Demon Avatar even surpasses Martial arts and immortals are chasing those innate creatures who are good at using power.

He is not against plundering all living beings and strengthening himself, even Wang Yuan, who is somewhat fond of him, although he has not received the true instruction of Asura's demon way, but he has intensively studied "The Sutra of Scolding Demons" and many blood demon exercises, and he is a leader in the blood demon. It can also be said to have advanced by leaps and bounds.

Compared with bone demons, blood demons, the two types of demons with phases, the representatives of demons without phases, yin demons, and sky demons are more difficult for Wang Yuan.

Not to mention that they were inherently more unpredictable and difficult to control than the monsters with appearances, and Wang Yuan, who was used to it, was slightly displeased with the way of stabbing and stabbing the enemy secretly.

If Wang Yuan can still sort out the context of the yin demon based on the seven emotions and six desires, and all kinds of emotions, Wang Yuan is completely free to let go of the demons who are self-conscious and self-conscious.

Don't underestimate the Heavenly Demon Duoshe, as far as Wang Yuan's current low level is concerned, as long as he wants to, occupy the bodies of tens of thousands of mortals at the same time, and make them maintain their original behavior so that others can't see the slightest clue. Just wait.

Even better, as long as Wang Yuan doesn't intend to sabotage, when his demonic thoughts leave, mortals will not suffer any damage, and during the period of being manipulated, no matter how ridiculous Wang Yuan does, after the fact It will also be considered by those mortals as their own doing.

Silently, twisting other people's will, changing temperament and habits, is it super scary!
Moreover, this distortion and change will last forever, and there is no possibility of dissolving it, unless Wang Yuan or other monks of the Heavenly Demon Dao change it back to the original.

But this is the same as smashing the deflated aluminum basin back, no matter what it is, it is different from the original one.

Of course, the magical effects of Heavenly Demon One are far more than these, but it is conceivable that after discovering the role of Heavenly Demon in prying memory, Wang Yuan will really pay attention to Heavenly Demon One.

I don't know if the Son of Heaven, who is the origin of the demon, will be so angry that he will come to his door after knowing that there is an "unworthy successor" like Wang Yuan.

(End of this chapter)