Question, Understand, Become a Holy Lord

"By the way, I have a bold idea."

Hearing the word "bold", the old man had a bad feeling, but out of trust in Bai Hen's ability, he still asked, "There is no other way anyway, so I'll listen to your bold idea first."

"The balance between positive energy and evil energy is the underlying rule of this world, but rules are meant to be broken!" Bai Hen said confidently with his index finger raised, but then he realized that he had said something wrong. "Oh no, I just said it casually. I don't have the ability to break this rule right now."

"What I mean is that we must use magic to defeat magic! Since the Holy Lord can use the rules, why can't we?" Bai Hen showed a sunny and cheerful smile, "Since the Holy Lord has become a righteous wizard representing righteousness, let me, the Dark Knight representing evil, make a just judgment on it!"

“Well, Dad understands what you mean. But now the black energy and the positive energy have reached a balance. The Holy Lord corresponds to you who possesses the eight evil spirits and even the Dark Shadow Kingdom. In this case, the black energy will no longer grow. Tell me what else you think. Dad is old but wants to live a few more years. I don’t want to listen to your speech piece by piece anymore.” Dad was obviously not a qualified supporting actor and just wanted to know the answer quickly.

"I guess you don't like crosstalk." Bai Hen said that it was hard to talk to his father, an old antique who loved opera the most. "Since the black energy is full, why not find a way to make it disappear?"

“As long as the black energy begins to disappear, the world will spontaneously make up for it in order to balance the power between positive energy and black energy. And as the biggest black energy leader, the black energy in my body will naturally be strengthened. At that time, no matter what tricks the Holy Lord has, we can just crush them.” Bai Hen clapped his hands up and down, and then rubbed them.

"Dad wanted to ask you before, do you have Italian blood? Why can't you stop moving your hands when you talk?" Hearing that Bai Hen seemed to have a practical idea, Dad was relieved. This was much better than the bold idea he was prepared to hear, and it also made him want to make a joke.

"Probably not. I can accept pineapple pizza, although I prefer durian pizza." Bai Hen touched his chin and thought about it, feeling that he should be a purebred.

"Now that the solution has been found, Dad doesn't want to know how you plan to do it. So shouldn't we modify history back to its original track?" When Dad thought about the fact that in the real world, the Holy Lord was using righteous magic to do evil, he felt as if countless ants were crawling on his body. He felt uncomfortable all over and just wanted to get rid of the Holy Lord as soon as possible.

"There's no rush. I still have a lot of things to do. And I have to give the Holy Lord some more time." Bai Hen decisively rejected his father's suggestion. What if he started to deal with the black energy before the Holy Lord's strength reached its peak and the Holy Lord noticed it? He was even thinking about how to reasonably weaken the Dragon Team members and his father.

However, Baihen's sense of justice as the Dark Knight made him regretfully give up this idea. After all, he didn't really lack that.

"What, how much longer?!"

"Well... a month?" Dad decided to take back his previous thought. As expected, Bai Hen had no intention of being considerate of the elderly. At this moment, Dad would rather Bai Hen really had a bold idea and directly kill the Holy Lord.

Chapter 95: Rest Time? (th update! Please subscribe first!!)

Jackie Chan managed to keep an eye on Xiaoyu while helping her plant the branches of the Tree of Ages into the soil. Jackie Chan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the branches planted by Xiaoyu seemed to really come alive.

The branches planted by him, the little snake, the bull warrior and Tru all withered completely in a very short time, which made Jackie Chan frightened, fearing that Baihen's treasure would be wasted. Fortunately, Xiaoyu's branches showed signs of taking root and growing, which made him feel relieved.

At this moment, he saw the dark-faced old man and the happy-looking Bai Hen appear in front of everyone: "Dad, what are you doing?"

Judging from Mr. Baihen's attitude, the matter of the Holy Lord should be fine, but the old man's expression is not very good, which makes Jackie Chan a little unsure of what is going on.

"Let's go back to the New District 13." Dad had no intention of explaining to Jackie Chan. This stupid nephew didn't need to know these things anyway. He could talk to Tru and Xiaoyu about the pros and cons of this after returning.

"What about the Book of Time?" Jackie Chan asked in confusion. Shouldn't they have two purposes for coming here this time? The first task, defeating the eight demons, has been completed. Although there is still the additional task of the Holy Lord, the Holy Lord cannot affect their second task of changing it back to the Book of Time. Why do they just go back like this?

The familiar brain crash appeared in Jackie Chan's head again, "Didn't you understand what Dad said? Dad said it's time to go back now!"

After saying this, Dad opened the portal and walked in without looking back.

Jackie Chan touched his head and felt relieved. Although his father didn't seem to be in a very good mood, it was not that bad. It seemed that the problem of the Holy Lord had been solved.

Although he didn't know the specific situation, Jackie Chan didn't really care. In the end, his job was to follow his father's arrangements. His subjective initiative had once caused everyone a lot of unnecessary trouble, which made him understand that professional matters should be left to professionals. He was just an ordinary archaeologist who knew some kung fu.

"In the end, we are still here for tourism, right?" Niu Warrior shrugged helplessly.

"Come on, it would be great if the problem could be solved smoothly. The rest will be left to Dad, uh, and that Bai Hen." The little snake said hesitantly as he looked at Bai Hen who was constantly groping around the branches of the Tree of Time planted by Xiaoyu.

"Since the master believes in Mr. Baihen, then we should also believe in him." Tru, who had no sense of existence for many chapters, finally found an opportunity to speak. After speaking, he drilled towards the portal that was a little narrow for him.

"Honestly, do we really have to go back through Dad's portal? Going through too many portals at once makes me feel carsick." Xiaoyu couldn't help complaining. Although it was good that things were resolved smoothly, the gap between this and the final battle she had imagined was too big. It was completely Bai Hen's personal stage, and in the end, the job that took her the longest time was planting trees.

"Okay, Xiaoyu, if you don't go through the portal now, it will close." Jackie Chan pushed Xiaoyu's shoulder towards the portal, and at the same time turned around and shouted to Baihen who was studying the Age Tree: "Mr. Baihen, we will go first, and see you in New District 13."

"See you later." Bai Hen waved to Jackie Chan. Although the Dragon Team was no longer of any use in combat, they would still have to go to District 13 to ask them to do the revision of the history book.

The Bull Warrior and the little snake also politely said goodbye to Baihen, and then disappeared into the effervescent green portal.

Bai Hen also roughly figured out why only the branch from the era when Xiaoyu took cuttings survived. It should be related to Xiaoyu's luck and the relatively long period of contact with the future Xiaoyu.

Although the agate pills as fertilizer can last for a long time, it would be a good thing for Bai Hen to find a way to make the Tree of Time go further as soon as possible, although he still doesn't know how to use it.

Do you want to learn how the Otsutsuki clan in Naruto plant trees and eat fruits? Or do you want to learn how the alien god in Type Moon planted trees and calculated reality? Or do you want to learn how to use the acacia tree in Fox Spirit Matchmaker?

Even though the correct method of cultivating the Tree of Time has not yet been found, and even though the Tree of Time may not achieve the effect Bai Hen expected in the end, this still does not prevent Bai Hen, who is in a good mood, from falling into fantasy time.

As the saying goes:

Time is supreme, space is king;

Fate does not change, and karma is king;

Creation is unparalleled, reincarnation is infinite;

The five elements are dominant, with yin and yang on top;

The destruction is not visible, but the power is supreme.

As the Tree of Time that can interfere with time, the power contained in it is also what Bai Hen wants to obtain.

"The little demon dragon also came back from the future. Would it be effective to use it as waste material?" This thought suddenly flashed through Bai Hen's mind, and he immediately decided to go to the New Thirteenth District to fish out the little demon dragon.

The demons' last glory came to an end, and the assimilation of the Shadow Kingdom continued. Master Bai, who had been busy for a long time, finally had some free time and began to prepare...

"What should I do next?" Bai Hen was suddenly stunned. He had been busy since he started working in Inuyasha's world until now, and he had even become accustomed to the feeling of such events coming one after another without giving people a chance to breathe. Now that he had to wait for the Holy Lord to become stronger, he had stopped and for a moment he didn't know what to do.

"Wait, wasn't my earliest dream to rely on divine power to live a carefree life? Now I feel overwhelmed because I have nothing to do! No, I've worked so hard for so long, can't I enjoy myself?!" Bai Hen was angry at his shameful thoughts just now, and decided to enjoy life before the day of revising the history book comes.

Freshly baked magic energy? This thing will automatically adapt to Baihen's body even if he falls asleep; Fertilizer Demon Dragon? It won't expire anyway; Shadow Kingdom? Fully automatic assimilation, no need for him to worry about it; Learn magic from dad? Learn, learn shit! Even the king of heaven can't stop Baihen from taking a vacation!

As for Kikyo who is still waiting for her...

Bai Hen forced himself to suppress the restlessness in his heart and the strong urge to tear the Holy Lord to pieces immediately, and left this land with the history of time, preparing to find his father to study the magic involving space to see if he could learn something useful from it.

There is also the Tree of Time. I wonder if the Tree of Time in this world will give him some surprises after it grows successfully. With this in mind, it would be better for the little demon dragon to come and serve as fertilizer as soon as possible!

Chapter 96: Baihen's Black Box Magic (4000 words long chapter, please read and subscribe!)

In the new 13th district, inside Dad’s magic workshop.

"Dad said you can't do this!" At this time, Dad yelled at Bai Hen with a frustrated look on his face.

"Huh? You, a righteous wizard, shouldn't interfere in the affairs of us black wizards. If I say it's okay, it's okay. We black wizards have our own market!" The new black wizard Bai Hen refuted his father's accusations righteously, then forcibly pried open his father's hand and poured the honey in his hand into the crucible.

"This has nothing to do with positive energy or negative energy, this is not magic!" Dad looked away with heartache as he saw a pot of top-quality ingredients about to be ruined by Bai Hen.

"Magic is such an inconvenient thing!" Seeing that his father had given up resistance, Bai Hen added the magical spices from India into the crucible and began to stir.

"You you you!!!" Dad was so angry that he couldn't speak when he saw that Bai Hen not only didn't stop, but became even more aggressive.

"Master, it's okay, we still have a lot of materials." Tru couldn't bear to see his father angry, so he quickly comforted him.

"You traitor, do you want to piss me off to death?!" When the father saw Bai Hen looking at Tru, obviously planning to steal the rare materials that he had collected with great difficulty, he became even angrier and stood on the chair and slammed Tru's head with a series of dunks.

"Next, it's time to witness a miracle!" Bai Hen thought that the ingredients in the pot should have reacted fully, so he took out the last and most important main ingredient.

"Hmm? What is this thing of yours? Although I have never seen it before, it looks familiar to me." Looking at the ball of still wriggling flesh that Bai Hen took out from somewhere, the father stopped what he was doing and asked hesitantly.

"Of course it looks familiar. You two were talking not long ago. This is the piece of Bo Gang's meat that I specially preserved." Bai Hen said, and threw the piece of meat in his hand into the crucible without a splash.

"No!!!" Dad shouted in despair, causing Tru beside him to cover his ears. If the sound insulation here was not so good, Sheriff Blake would have brought people to break in.

The father was filled with despair. If it was just the materials, then it would be fine. Who said that a mage had never wasted some rare materials? But even the meat of Bogang was put into the pot. How could this pot be used in the future? !

This was Dad's favorite pot. Countless pots were produced from it. But now it had been contaminated by Bai Hen's devil's flesh and blood. Dad once again regretted agreeing to study magic with Bai Hen.

Ding--

Along with an inexplicable sound effect, the chaotic liquid in the pot gradually emitted a golden light, which made the heartbroken old father feel a little dazed. "What happened again?"

"Wow, the golden legend!" Bai Hen naturally would not say that he had secretly added some luminous materials into it, and then used magical magic to cook this pot of luminous dish - the golden tonic soup!

"Come here, Tru, don't be polite. I made this especially for you. Once you drink it, you won't have to worry about your dad hitting you on the head anymore." Bai Hen scooped out the liquid from the pot and brought it to Tru himself, and said to Tru kindly.

Tru looked at the unknown liquid in front of him that turned into a pale green color after the golden light gradually dissipated. He swallowed hard and looked at his father with helpless and desperate eyes.

The old man couldn't bear to see his beloved disciple in such a pitiful state: "Tru, you have already become a master a long time ago. This is the best time for you to show your responsibility as a qualified righteous wizard!" After the old man said this, he closed his eyes and tilted his head to the side.

"Well, um, Mr. Baihen, can I go talk to my mom first? I mean my mom. I'm a little worried about her." Seeing that even his father had abandoned him, Tru said hesitantly.

Baihen said to Tru in a friendly manner: "Do you have any problem with me? Or do you have a problem with my potion?"

Tru's head was covered with cold sweat, and he finally couldn't bear the pressure anymore. He snatched the potion from Bai Hen's hand, pinched his nose, closed his eyes, opened his big mouth and gulped down the potion.

"That's right. Would I harm you? No matter what, I won't eat dead people." Bai Hen nodded with satisfaction.

At this moment, Tru had no intention of listening to what Bai Hen said. Although the potion looked very dark in appearance, there was surprisingly no peculiar smell after taking it. However, its slippery taste made Tru feel nauseous, especially when the potion passed through his throat. The feeling of his throat being filled with a foreign object almost made Tru vomit.

As the potion went down his throat, Tru felt a sense of fullness from the inside out, accompanied by a slight burning pain. Then he felt power pouring out of his body, and even gave him the illusion that he had enough power to overthrow the White Scar's tyranny.

"Master, this magic potion is really effective!" Tru opened his eyes excitedly and looked at his father, but unexpectedly did not see his father.

"Uh, Master, why did you become smaller?" Tru looked around and finally lowered his head, then he saw his father hiding in the corner of the room.

"Oh no!" The old man looked at Tru's huge body in despair, which made a mess of his magic workshop. Now he wanted to take a broom and hit Tru hard a few times, but he couldn't do it.

"Bai Hen, Dad warned you from the beginning that you can't do this or that! Now look at what Tru has become! And you must compensate Dad for all his losses!" Dad ignored Tru's questions, or rather, he didn't want to look at Tru anymore, but shouted at Bai Hen again.

"Don't worry, everything is as expected. Besides, it's just some materials. After the history book is changed back, won't everything come back?" Bai Hen looked at Tru with satisfaction. Although some characteristics of Bo Gang appeared on his body, his overall appearance remained the same. The effect of the potion made this time was better than he expected. He thought Tru would become like the person in the normal plot after absorbing the black energy of Bo Gang.

"Uh, what have I become?" Tru had already understood that it wasn't that Dad and Baihen had become smaller, but that he had become bigger. However, according to what Dad had said, it was not just as simple as getting bigger, so he urgently wanted to know what he had become.

"Yes." Bai Hen controlled the water flow to form a huge mirror in front of Tru. At the same time, he separated a part of the water flow into chains to bind Tru's body joints to prevent him from overreacting.

As Bai Hen expected, Tru, who didn't have the Hulk brand tough underwear, immediately noticed the outdoor fire hydrant exposed because his clothes were torn. Shy and embarrassed, he immediately wanted to cover it with his hands, but was unable to do so because of Bai Hen's advance preparations.

"Mr. Bai Hen! Can you please let go of my hand!" Tru shouted to Bai Hen anxiously.

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in seeing that thing of yours. Isn't this just so you can see it for yourself and feel at ease?" Bai Hen released the restraints on Tru's hands. Tru hurriedly pulled down the curtain from the side to cover his private parts. Only then did he have time to look at his body in the mirror that had changed due to the potion. He didn't notice the scary look in his father's eyes because of his action of destroying the curtain.

Tru saw in the mirror that his eyes were red, the skin above his neck had turned dark green, and his originally small mouth had turned into a bloody mouth, but other than that Tru did not notice any other obvious changes.

"Mr. Baihen, when can I change back?" Although the sense of power bursting from his body made Tru feel good, this appearance still made Tru feel uneasy.

"Don't worry, this is just a trial version. The effect won't last too long. Maybe it will disappear in a day?" Because the effect of the potion was better than Bai Hen expected, Bai Hen could only give a relatively conservative number.

"One day?!" Before Tru could react, his father couldn't help it. He felt suffocated just thinking about letting this big guy who couldn't even turn around stay in his magic workshop for a whole day.

"That's it. I'm very satisfied with the result this time. I'll go back and summarize today's experience. See you next time." Bai Hen saw that his father could no longer hold it in, so he quickly ran away, leaving Tru alone to accept the punishment from his father.

Today is Bai Hen's first day of learning magic, it can also be said to be Bai Hen's enlightenment of magic in the world of Jackie Chan Adventures. Although magic is divided into righteous magic and evil magic, their essence is the same. Therefore, although Dad is a righteous wizard, he can also teach Bai Hen many things.

Bai Hen also learned very quickly, but after quickly learning the principles of magic, he thought that learning one by one was too slow, and his father didn't know any black air magic. Even if he learned the black air magic learned in this world, it might not be useful in another world. So Bai Hen simply planned to overtake others and use his own ideas and abilities to realize magic.

The pot of tonic soup just now was Bai Hen's first attempt. On the surface, Bai Hen was not following the principles of magic by adding random things into the pot, but in fact he was.

Casting spells in this world requires almost no magic power to flow through the body according to a specific circuit in order to cast spells, so Bai Hen understood it as the casting process of magic in this world, whether it is righteous magic or dark magic, can be seen as a ritual, and the magic released is the result of the ritual.

The potion compresses the ritual process into that small pot, and the potion is the carrier that preserves the results of the ritual. Otherwise, Bai Hen could not understand why some strange objects that obviously do not contain any special powers - such as gecko feces, bat snot, millipede feet and other strange things can also become part of the potion. The more reasonable explanation that Bai Hen can think of is that they can only play a role as part of the ritual.

However, even if they really contain some kind of magical and imperceptible power, and that power is the important raw material for the potion, this is actually irrelevant to Baihen.

Because Bai Hen did not plan to follow the normal process to cast the spell and make the potion, but relied on a more powerful and convenient ability - the power of thinking!

The theory of ritual can only be used to explain the creation of most magic and potions in this world, but it cannot summarize all magic and potions.

But for Bai Hen, all he needed was the ritual, a tool that could be used as a black box. He didn't care how the tool actually worked or whether there would be bugs during its operation.

Bai Hen strictly followed this rule in the preparation of the Golden Ten-Herb Tonic Soup. The purpose was to allow Tru to temporarily possess some of Bogang's power; the principle was to extract the power from Bogang's remaining flesh and blood and preserve it to make a potion; the ingredients were a bunch of makeshift things plus a piece of Bogang's flesh and blood; the process was to complete the ritual in one way or another; and the result was success.

The effect of the potion was even better than Bai Hen had originally expected. This meant that from now on, Bai Hen only needed to have a clear purpose, a principle that was not too outrageous, and suitable raw materials, and he could use the ritual, a universal black box that could explain everything, to skip the process and directly get the potion he wanted.

Moreover, this method would not be restricted by the world. Even if Bai Hen arrived at a world with no trace of magic or even a world where magic was forbidden in the future, as long as his own power did not disappear, he could use the same method to make the same potion without having to consider the world's mood.

If this is the case with potions, then magic is also the same, or even simpler.

As long as Bai Hen is clear about what purpose he wants to achieve through magic, has a basic understanding of the operating principles of a magic, and does something in accordance with the ritual, he can skip the tedious preparations and complete the release of the magic.

Just like today.

"Destination - next to the Tree of Ages at Ayers Rock in Australia. Principle - through the black energy I left there, I will establish a connection with myself, thereby opening a transmission channel that can directly reach the destination. Ritual - um... just snap my fingers, it can be changed at any time. Then, the next step is to witness the miracle!"

Snapped--

As Bai Hen gently rubbed the thumb and index finger of his right hand, a red and black portal appeared in front of him.

"Huh? Why this color? Change it!" Bai Hen looked at the color of the portal with dissatisfaction, feeling that it did not match his temperament as a messenger of justice. As his mind moved, the color of the portal changed to blue with golden light.

"It looks much better this way." Bai Hen nodded with satisfaction. This color combination was obviously what a positive character should look like when they appear on the stage - of course, a certain God King who liked to play with entanglements and hammers was not included.

Chapter 97 Waste Utilization

"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot about the Demon Dragon." Bai Hen had already stepped into the portal, and suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to bring the Demon Dragon, the high-quality waste material he had prepared for the Tree of Time. He quickly turned back to find the place where the Demon Dragon was imprisoned.

It has to be said that the little devil dragon sleeps soundly. Before he fell asleep, the Holy Lord and the devils were still rampant, but before he woke up, the evil spirit had already taken possession of Bai Hen. Bai Hen thought about it and decided not to wake up the little devil dragon, and let it die in its sleep.

After all, Bai Hen and the Demon Dragon don't have much hatred. It was just because the Demon Dragon was trapped in hell, which is just a small matter. Bai Hen has forgiven the Demon Dragon because it will contribute to his tree planting cause.