The Ten Shadow Sorcerers of the Nara Clan

Although the four demon moons are renewable resources, due to the world's environmental problems, it is much more difficult to grow a moon than in the prehistoric times. It takes at least one epoch for a moon to grow! Even the Pangu epoch!

So the question is, since such a long time has passed, how could it be possible for the previous Demon Moon to appear again so soon after being swallowed by the Howling Moon Wolf?

Great Sage White Ape looked at Great Sage White Snow with a complicated expression, "Emperor Yaoyue is not dead yet, it would be a bad idea for us to promote him up."

"What's wrong with that?" Snow White said coldly, "If he wakes up, just let him out. There's nothing to be afraid of. Besides, this way we can choose one less guardian. I've had enough of these arrogant people like Howling Moon Wolf!"

"You really still hold a grudge against him for humiliating you just now." Great Saint White Deer said on the side. "Yes, I do hold a grudge." Great Saint White Snow did not hide his thoughts, "Even if I didn't do anything, do you think the Taoist Saint of the human race would let him go?"

"Hmm..." The white ape and the white deer fell into deep thought. After seeing the two of them lost in thought, the Snow White Saint decided to add fuel to the fire. "Old white ape, you should know that recently the Buddhists suddenly appeared in the demon clan! The Buddhists! And the Taoists! What do you think of?"

The white ape's face changed when he heard this. He had a string of Buddhist beads hanging around his neck. It was obvious which sect he belonged to under the Great Sage. It was the Buddhist sect... "Okay!"

"Okay." The Great White Ape nodded in agreement.

Seeing that Great Sage White Ape agreed readily, Great Sage White Snow looked at Great Sage White Deer, "White Deer, do you know who that Taoist Saint claims to be?"

"Who is he?" Great Sage White Deer turned his head to look at Great Sage White Snow, "I heard information from the human race that he calls himself Master Du'e." Great Sage White Snow chuckled.

"Master Du'e!" The Great Sage Bailu's eyes lit up. Taoism, Buddhism, and Master Du'e, it's not like they don't connect to the network of all heavens and worlds. Among the newcomers in the prehistoric world, there is only one Master Du'e of Taoism, and that is the future disciple of the Lord of Morality, the Lord Siming of Heaven who inherited the Taoist traditions of the Great Siming and the Lesser Siming.

The two great gods, Da Siming and Shao Siming, were the leading figures of his Jiuge pantheon in the past. They were colleagues of their boss, the great god Bai Ze, and they had a very good relationship with each other.

If that Taoist Saint is really the successor of the Great Siming and the Lesser Siming, then this Taoist Saint will also inherit the status of the Great Siming and the Lesser Siming in their Nine Songs God System. He is a first-class great god! If he can hold on to this thigh, it is possible that he will have the position of the god under Siming.

Why was he banished to this human world in the name of collecting merits and making contributions to the demon race? Wasn't it because he had no backer? That huge backer!

Before he could even reply, a slender wooden staff appeared in the hand of White Deer Great Sage. It was more than one meter tall, and the top of the staff was separated like deer antlers.

Under the shocked gazes of the Great Sage White Snow and the Great Sage White Ape, the Great Sage White Deer swung the magic staff in his hand and hit the white wolf with terrifying force.

The white wolf was knocked straight up by the terrifying force, and guided by the mysterious power above the Moon Tree, it floated above the Moon Tree, huddled together, and emitted bright silver-white moonlight.

"Okay, let's get ready. Tomorrow we will go to the human race to meet the Taoist saint." The Great Sage White Deer looked at the "Wolf Moon" that had just risen in the sky, put away his deer antler staff, waved his hand, and walked towards his residence with a smile.

"Uh..." Great Sage Bai Xue and Great Sage Bai Yuan looked at each other. They had not expected that the identity of the Taoist Sage would be so useful.

The sky was just getting brighter and the sun had not yet risen when a team of demon soldiers rushed out of the core ancestral land of the demon clan. In the past, the demon soldiers should be holding weapons in their hands, but this team of demon soldiers was different. They were wearing exquisite and gorgeous soft armor and holding red trays in their hands.

On the tray were precious jades, gems, and various specialties of the demon race, all of which were priceless treasures in this demon world.

Behind the demon soldiers was a huge "pavilion" pulled by eight demon king-level wolf demons. White silk hung down from the top of the pavilion like snow, fluttering in the wind, making it look even more mysterious. Sitting in the pavilion was the White Deer Monkey King who was known to be indifferent to worldly affairs!

Outside the Liangjie Pass, a scout quickly ran down the city gate tower and broke into General Li’s residence, “General Li, General Li, it’s not good, the demon tribe… the demon tribe has sent troops to attack the city!”

"What?" General Li was shocked when he heard this, and sat up from the bed in a panic, "Hurry up and send a message to the Holy Academy! The demon tribe is attacking! It's bad!"

"Yes." Upon hearing this, the scout quickly ran out, leaving General Li in the room putting on his armor. "Why did the demon soldiers come so quickly? Could it be that the Demon Moon Emperor came to take revenge?"

General Li quickly tidied himself up and ran to the city gate tower. Looking at the demon soldiers approaching him, his hands were sweating. The demon king was pulling the cart, and the person on it was definitely not a good person. Could he be a demon saint?

Just as the demon soldiers were approaching the city and General Li was shouting for war, he suddenly heard a dog demon dressed as a scholar standing in front of the demon soldiers and shouting, "I am the Buddhist Quanli! I am here to lead the White Deer Great Sage to visit the Taoist Saint of the human race. Please inform General Li of the two worlds."

"Huh?" General Li was confused. The Taoist Saint injured the Demon Clan Emperor, but the Demon Clan Great Saint came to visit? What? General Li looked at the dazzling light on the tray that was lifted up by the red cloth at the signal of Quan Li, who claimed to be a disciple of the Buddhist school... How come this is not the same as the script given by the Holy Academy? Did he take the wrong script? No way! Wait, shouldn't it be the West Sea Dragon Clan that came? Why did the Demon Clan Great Saint come here suddenly? What on earth is going on?

Chapter 128: Traveling through time!

The man and the woman entered the house. There were no decorations in the house, only costumes, chairs, and benches. The two sat on two benches in front of the window and talked. The man said, "I got this guqin after traveling thousands of miles. I found it behind a waterfall in the forest of Nanshan Mountain."

The woman laughed at him, "Behind the waterfall are huge rocks and dirt. Where is the guqin? Don't tease me. I am different from the women you have seen."

The man said in defense, "How dare I tease you, girl? I found this zither behind the waterfall. Would you like to listen to my long story?"

"Tell me how you know how to get the zither and how to cross the waterfall. Tell me everything clearly. I can tell if you are lying."

The rain outside was dropping on the window paper, painting dots of plum blossoms on the paper. The man sat next to the woman and began to tell a story. The woman looked at him with bright eyes.

The man said that he was playing the zither in the street that day and suddenly the string broke and the sound stopped. The man had no choice but to pick up the zither and leave. He sighed all the way with the zither in his arms, and passers-by couldn't help but look at him. The man suddenly felt hungry and looked up to see a teahouse. He weighed his wallet and wanted to go in for a cup of tea. The man put down the zither and sat in the middle. He asked for a cup of tea and watched the man on the stage telling stories. The man on the stage had a cup of tea and a chair to support a stage. He opened his mouth and said that there was a person who was good at playing the zither in a remote place. The sound of the zither was like entering a fairyland. A man passed by and heard his sound. He searched for him in the mountains but couldn't find him. He went back and told others about it. The story of the person who was good at playing the zither began to spread from mouth to mouth and became more and more mysterious. One day, everyone was chatting and said that although the sound of the zither was wonderful, he didn't have his own zither. Whenever he played music, he borrowed someone else's zither. This was heard by a good carpenter. The storyteller was just talking about the most exciting part when a sturdy man suddenly knocked over a table of dishes and threw the crumbs all over the floor. Everyone was immediately attracted to the sturdy man and the waiter and started to argue. The more they argued, the louder their voices became. The man looked at the storyteller and saw that he did not move. He opened his fan and continued to talk. The scene was chaotic for a while. The man only vaguely heard the storyteller say that a good zither player spends his whole life looking for a good zither. He could not hear anything else.

The storyteller finished his story and left the stage. The man hurriedly chased after him and asked, "Sir, is what you are telling true?"

When he asked this question, the storyteller was amused. "It's true. The guqin is still in the cracks between the huge rocks behind the Jiutian Waterfall."

The man's gloomy face suddenly brightened up and he asked hurriedly, "Then how can we find the Jiutian Waterfall?"

"Go south." The storyteller pointed to the south and asked the shopkeeper for some silver before disappearing. The man listened to the storyteller, drank some tea, picked up his zither and headed south. His figure disappeared in this bustling street, and he had worn out more than ten pairs of shoes after traveling through thousands of mountains and rivers.

The story goes that the woman leaned against the wall with one hand and asked, "What happened next?"

The man laughed and said, "Later, I traveled through mountains and rivers and finally found this guqin at a place called Hangou Waterfall." The woman said, "Isn't it called Jiutian Waterfall?"

"Yes, it's Jiutian Waterfall and Hangou Waterfall." The man turned his fingers and thought about the words engraved on the big stone next to the waterfall. It was engraved with Jiutian Waterfall, yes, but there was a larger stone tablet with Hangou Waterfall engraved on it.

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You really fooled me." The woman stood up from the bench and turned around, only to hear the man's soft voice saying, "The rain has stopped."

"Stop?" The woman turned around like a fairy among flowers, and her glance back was very playful and cute. The man picked up the guqin and opened the curtain to look at the courtyard that was wet after the rain. The woman also leaned out to look outside. The courtyard washed by the rain was a different scene. Looking at the scenery outside, small round swirls suddenly appeared on her cheeks. The man turned his head to look at the woman's dimple smile, but he felt like he had lost his soul and really wanted to stop at this moment.

The woman opened the curtain and walked out, walked around the yard and said to the man, "Play a song for me."

After the rain, the ground was puddled with shallow water, and the pink shoes were half soaked in the water. The man sat in the pavilion and prepared to play a song for his sweetheart. The moment the woman waved her skirt, the man could never forget her beauty. Her long sleeves fluttered in the water, creating strings of raindrops in the air after the rain. Her every frown and brow was charming and coy, and her steps were like flowing clouds and water without any hesitation or ambiguity. The man gradually smiled and sat in the pavilion, playing the hazy string music of mountains and flowing water.

Cut off the seven emotions and abandon the six desires

Fate comes and goes and we meet again

The hasty rainy season helps us meet

Enjoy the Song of the Ages with You

In this world, love, right and wrong, pain and joy cannot be perfect, let alone the love between you and me for a few days.

The patient put his arm on his leg and said, "From then on, they fell in love with each other."

Miss Doll said, "So they are not together?"

"No." The patient said firmly. The beauty of love is nothing more than the bitter compassion between men and women. The complexity of human emotions touches the heart and it is unforgettable.

Miss Doll asked again, "Why aren't you together? Isn't it enough to just be brave enough to love each other?"

The patient looked at Miss Doll with a deep expression and said, "Maybe! But the two people in the story can't."

The woman and the man were together every day. They went through the coolness of spring buds, the blooming of summer flowers, the rising and setting of autumn, but they could not survive the severe cold of winter.

That evening, the woman put on the red gold-rimmed dress the man gave her and danced under the setting sun. Snowflakes fluttered down. She wore a white cape and her soft and charming posture seemed to blend with the white snow. Snowflakes fell on the ground one after another. The snow under her feet was a small footprint. Everyone in the theater that day could no longer tell which was snow and which was a person. That day was the saddest day in the woman's life. When others asked if the man had betrayed her, the woman smiled and said no. When asked if her parents didn't want her to be with him, the woman still smiled and said no. No one knew why the woman cried barefoot in the snow, and no one understood the man's determination to leave the woman in the corner at the moment she cried.

The woman reached out and lifted up the snow that had fallen on her shoulders, and said with a wry smile, "How can someone who has been infatuated with me all his life not hurt my heart?"

The patient stopped talking and just said, "Everyone has his own destiny."

Meier said, "Last time you said that the woman was cut to death on the muddy mountain road while looking for the man. Why does it rain in winter?"

The patient smiled complacently and said, "Everyone has their own destiny. Can it snow in June but not rain in December?"

No-Ear asked again, "Patient, why is that woman crying?"

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People say, "Because I love you, I can't get you."

No-Ear added, "You don't know the reason either."

"Because of money and power and because of innocence and honesty." The patient's words were interesting, and Mei Er asked him again, "What is the connection between the two?"

The patient said slowly, "I will continue to tell you."

The woman on stage and the man behind stage became famous in the theater. People said that the beauty had fair skin and was agile. When she wore the costume, she looked like a lark. One day, a rich man was sitting in the audience to accompany others to watch the opera. He thought the singer on the stage sang beautifully. He asked the people next to him who it was. The people told him that the singer on the stage was the daughter of the owner of the garden. It was said that she liked to sing and would always put on the costume and sing a story.

The rich young man sat in the audience and looked at the woman on the stage. Her expression revealed a bit of elegance and he blurted out, "Beauty."

In the vast sea of ​​people, just one glance at you will be a memory that I will never forget.

From then on, the rich young man stood at the door at this time every day to look at the beauty on the stage. After the beauty finished singing, the rich young man smiled knowingly and left. The most beautiful distance is the longing for you that I have felt in my heart day and night since I met you.

That day, the young man from a wealthy family went to watch an opera again but did not see the beauty on stage. He spent a lot of money to go backstage and saw a woman in a plain robe chatting and laughing with a man. As soon as her voice came out, the young man recognized that this was the beauty on the stage. The young man asked the old man who brought him in, "Is that girl married?"

The old man said, "Although the girl is old enough to get married, she has not found a suitable husband yet."

"What do you think of me?" The rich young man looked at the beautiful woman's dimple-like smile with deep affection. The old man saw something and said, "Young Master, you should talk to the master of this garden about this."

The rich young man said, "Can you please give me a favor?" The two of them walked out of the backstage after discussing it. The woman and the man even smiled and promised to accompany each other for life. If they broke the promise, they would die. The rich young man met the beauty's father that day but did not mention the marriage. He just talked about the ancestors. As luck would have it, the beauty's father saw that the young man was gentle and elegant and thought that his daughter should also have a good husband.

After that chat, the old man often invited rich young men to his home for dinner. That time, they spoke for the first time while walking by the lake after dinner.

The rich young man said, "I often come here to listen to the girl singing that part. I wonder if the girl has noticed me."

The beauty smiled and said, "I have seen you, every day."

"The girl's singing is like a lark." The rich young man looked at the beauty and covered her mouth with her hands while laughing. The snow was falling softly. The rich young man took off his cloak and put it on the beauty. The beauty immediately stopped him and said, "No, it's just a little snow. It's not cold."

The rich young man said sympathetically, "It's my fault that the young lady got frozen."

The beauty smiled gently and agreed to his request. They walked slowly along the frozen lake in the falling snow.

Hearing this, Xiao Xining became more and more sleepy, closed his eyes and staggered to ask, "Who did the girl choose in the end? She broke her promise, right?"

The patient said, "The girl almost married a rich man, and the story that followed was that the rich man exchanged a large sum of money for the beauty, and the man thought that she was heartless and was just teasing his feelings, so he left in pain."

The magician propped his chin up and asked, "Does he think the girl cheated on him?"

The patient leaned back lazily and said, "Yes

, and money makes the world go round. Everyone in the garden received money from the rich young man, those who said nice things said nice things and those who did things did things, all of them were paid to do things, except the man and the woman. As time went by, the man said cruel words to the woman and left a cruel letter, and the woman finally cried barefoot under the snow in the cold winter. The two of them lived in a trap designed by someone, but they didn't calculate the woman's deep love for the man, nor did they calculate that the road they circled with money would make the woman leave the world forever. The last person the woman saw before the thunderstorm was the rich young man. "

The girl heard from her sisters that the young master asked her to meet him at the lake in the evening to discuss something important. The girl went to the lake and saw a man standing upright in the crowd. She could tell it was him at a glance. The girl went over and asked him, "What's the matter?" The young master said, "I'll take you to a place. You can take a look."

The rich young man and his beauty pushed open a huge red door. The moment they opened the door, they realized what grandeur and magnificence meant. The beauty stood behind the rich young man. He turned around and said, "Give it to the one in my heart."

The beauty said, "What do you mean?"

The rich young man finally told her what he had kept in his heart, "Miss, will you marry me?"

"No."

The rich young man opened his mouth slightly, not believing that what he received today was a no. He knew that the girl loved that man, but he didn't believe that he couldn't impress her heart. Why was it useless to accompany her every day? The woman saw that the rich young man stopped after looking at the yard. The rich young man turned his back to the beauty and said, "If I met you first, would you like me?"

"I only love my lover." The beauty turned and left, leaving the rich young man alone in the huge courtyard. The moment he turned around, he didn't even have time to say "Are you really leaving?" before the woman had already stepped out of the door. It is inevitable that people will lose their minds because of love and can't tell the difference between true and false, and between existence and non-existence.

Life is as complicated as the strings in your palm, one connected here and the other broken.

The patient said, "The woman fell down a mud slope and her body was missing. Everyone said that the woman was still alive, only the man knew that she was gone. The nobleman who loved the wrong person got drunk day and night and said that he would meet the beauty in his dreams. Everyone said that the woman was still alive until one day the man disappeared, but the beauty on the stage came back. She is still graceful and elegant, and her every frown and brow is full of love. People say that she is now on the stage with a love that is rare in a century and makes people pity her. No one knows that the beauty on the stage is the man."

Everyone sighed after hearing this. The patient's story was the last one. Everyone was still reluctant to leave, but Mr. No-Ear needed to rest. No-Ear and the patient sent the little guys away. When the patient was about to pick up the sleeping little Xining and take him to the second floor to sleep, No-Ear said, "Beautiful."

The patient said, “Of course, I made that up.”