ly shattered into nothingness, revealing Sun Xiaoman who had been wrapped around it.She slumped to the ground.Though her consciousness had long since fallen into a deep slumber, her hand remained firm...Since Jiang Wang had already mastered the demon language, he could now communicate with various minor demons without much difficulty. This was also a great help to him in learning the canine language.

The so-called "correct path home" is certainly not something like the Wan Yao Gate, or some hidden portal between worlds... After countless years of bloodshed between the two races, there's simply no way a hidden interdimensional passage could exist undetected.

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What he seeks in the history of Buddhism in the demon world should be ways to deceive the will of heaven in the demon world, and even to resist it.

But if the Buddha's disciple were to preach to the demon realm, there would be nothing for him to emulate.

Don't be fooled by his claims of being a practitioner of the Taiping Dao, Wumen Jiao, and ancient divine spirits. It may seem like spreading his teachings is effortless, but at its core, everything he promotes is nothing more than piecing together scraps and regurgitating other people's ideas.

I am far from qualified to preach, nor can I claim to be a founder of a school of thought. Let alone achieve the influence of Buddhism.

Even if this path were feasible, it would take years, not just three or five. Could he stay in the demon world for that long

He is racking his brains for a way out.

Tap tap tap.

A sudden knocking sound came from the room downstairs.

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"Who"

Jiang Wang's questions in her heart were almost in sync with the doubts raised by the tenants downstairs.

He has been hiding in the Red Makeup Mirror for several days at this inn. Though he hasn't left his room, he has already gleaned information about the surrounding environment through hearsay and rumors of his ethereal beauty.

And this "observation" was continuous every day.

The first is for one's own safety, to always control the environment. The second is also an understanding and insight into the lives of the demon clan.

The interactions, lives, joys, sorrows, and everything in between of the shopkeepers, innkeepers, clerks, and travelers who come and go from the inn are all vividly depicted.

The demonic clan's world unfolded before Jiang Wang like a long scroll, slowly unfurling.

The guest room downstairs had a snake demon woman staying in it. She didn't leave the room during the day, but went out at night to roam. She would lure young male demons back to the room and consume their blood and marrow, a very cruel process.

Hongzhuang, disguised as an ordinary mirror, of course, did not react to this. Jiang Wang, who was hiding with the mirror, would certainly not do anything to cause a stir.

So I've just been watching from the sidelines.

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Especially the guest room where the rouge mirror is located, was rented by Chai A-si, Yuan Lao-xi, and Zhu Dali after they had their subordinates take turns challenging each other for many times. They finally settled on a long-term lease with the innkeeper.

Even the three of them, the old apes in the west, didn't know about the existence of this guest room.

And this wicked serpent-woman, as if by ill luck, chose this very inn and happened to stay in the room downstairs. This couldn't help but put Jiang Wang on guard.

Originally, today was supposed to be the day where Lao Xi would have someone deliver a complaint letter to the Mo Yun City Security Office for a joint effort between military and civilians. Or perhaps let "The Peace Ghost Officer" come directly to cut down weeds and eliminate evil, making a name for himself... Now he has many ways to quietly erase this accident.

Of course, before that, he still had to "move house".

But now it seems, that won't be necessary...

Jiang Wang confirmed that the knocking sound he had just heard consisted of three knocks.

The speed is constant, and the interval between each beat is exactly equal. Not one millisecond more or less.

This subtle control is the key to life and death.

Strength, will, both are indispensable.

Therefore, he sat quietly in the mirror world, listening attentively. Then he heard a youthful and dashing voice reply to the female demon: "My surname is Lu, given name Cao, and my courtesy name is Qi-lang."

The words had not yet subsided, nor the actions ceased.

The sound of the door being pushed open.

The sound of the window being shattered directly.

A whisper, so faint it would be missed unless one possessed the keen hearing of a celestial being... A sword cry!

Without having to look, Jiang Wang could completely envision the scene in his mind.

The vicious snake demon in the room downstairs, upon hearing the unwelcome visitor's name, immediately chose to escape through the window. She was strong, quick, and decisive. As she fled, she hurled a dagger behind her, preparing for defense.

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The demon of Lang, simply pushed the door open at an unhurried pace. The moment he opened the door, he drew his sword. In the instant he drew his sword, the kill was complete!

This sword... This sword cry...

Even Jiang Wang, who was hiding in the mirror world on the upper floor, could feel the threat.

Absolutely the strength of a demon king level, and among the demon kings, it is a powerful one!

Where did this Rokurota come from

For his own safety, Jiang Wang had long chewed over every piece of information about Moyun City.

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Although the demon clan's city is almost a country, Mo Yun City is not particularly powerful.

Although the Tian Yao Zhu Yi has blood descendants here, she rarely pays attention to the affairs of Mo Yun City.

Such demonic generals as Inuyasha, with levels of prowess like that, were already among the most outstanding young talents in Maoyun City.

While it's not uncommon for Demon Kings to visit Mo Yun City, it's rare to see one so young.

Frostwind Valley was a battlefield where the elites of two races clashed, a place where celestial prodigies fought. It gathered young demon prodigies such as the Heavenly Sea King and the Stone Ox Demon King.

And the sudden appearance of Rook Seven in Mowun City was like that of Xuan Zun appearing in Zheng Guo, an inherently incongruous event.

As Jiang Wang made a preliminary assessment of the demon's strength, he immediately halted his sound-hearing immortal form. Although he was confident in his mastery of the sound-hearing path, he had no intention of testing his abilities against anyone in this demon realm.

This Lu Qi-lang is at least an opponent of his level, who knows what powerful abilities he has to perceive sounds. After suffering a loss from Xun Xi-zai in the Ten Wan Mountains, Jiang Wang wouldn't let himself fall into the same trap, cutting off the possibility before it even arose.

He was certainly curious about Rook Seven's purpose, and even more worried that this might involve the celestial heavens of the demon realm targeting him. But he wouldn't risk his physical body.

As for the intelligence work, let Old West Ape handle it. He doesn't even need to use the faceless sect's power; he can just subtly probe with the help of the Flower Fruit Association.

Having laid so much groundwork and put in so much effort, it was all to avoid danger. If he were to act rashly at this moment, he might just stumble right into something.

When the clamor subsided, he silently guarded his true intentions. He restrained his thoughts, allowing himself to exist in a state of "non-thinking," falling into utter silence.

There seemed to be a breeze.

But the wind seemed to be nonexistent.

All the strangeness had subsided, and the rouge mirror lay plain on the dressing table.

Suddenly, a tall and handsome monster appeared in the room, which had been tightly closed with its windows and doors.

This monster wore a brocade robe, hung a slender sword at his waist, and though his face resembled jade carvings, he exuded an air of majesty without being angry.

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His cold eyes shone like the moon, and with just a turn of his gaze, it was as if a clear stream washed over the stones, cleansing the entire room. All dust seemed to vanish. His movements were so casual, yet the aura of a powerful being felt tangible!

At first, the judgment based on that sword cry was rather rough. Now, feeling this aura up close, Jiang Wang felt a sense of foreboding.

This demon, called Rokurota, might be stronger than we thought. He doesn't doubt it now; if the Red Makeup Mirror were to be exposed and he attacked with his current condition, he probably couldn't win.

Only then did he set up three rabbit burrows, only then did he move the rouge mirror, hiding it in the midst of bustling city life. He planned to be a shadowy mastermind, completely detached from the world.

That's how abruptly he encountered danger!

>Fortunately, he left no trace in the room. He didn't come out to "get some air" for safety reasons; he remained stubbornly seated in the mirror world from start to finish. Guarding against the loneliness that most people couldn't bear, he practiced self-discipline.

Fortunately, this demonic cultivator in fine clothes wasn't targeting him.

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That tall figure turned once in the room and was gone.

Jiang Wang sat cross-legged, her heart as still as water.

Remaining only with instinctive feelings toward the outside world, that powerful aura abruptly shifted left and right. In the blink of an eye, it turned every room in this inn completely around.

Then it vanished again out of nowhere.

As for the body of the snake demon, which was flung out the window and landed on the street, it was quickly gathered up by officers from the City Guard.

This young Demon King named Rook Shiro seems to be looking for something. His target isn't just that serpent demon Or perhaps... it's more than just that serpent demon

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Jiang Wang held back his curiosity, resisting the urge to chase after and seek answers.

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Officials from the Yun Cheng Security Bureau entered the inn to make some records. In the snake demon's room, they found many white bones.

The commotion eventually died down.

The room with the red-painted mirror, its windows and door tightly shut, remained untouched.

As the sky darkened, a red moon rose.

Jiang Wang let out a sigh of relief in her heart.

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Then anger began.

A room rented with five-zhu copper coins, a long-term lease for a whole year, that's what was agreed upon. How could this innkeeper allow other monsters to barge in at will

Where is the dignity of demon clan law How can it fail to protect private residences

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If this were in Da Qi...

Jiang Wang snorted.

He sighed again.

Lu Qi's slaying of the snake demon at someone else's door served as a warning: no matter how many intermediaries are involved, or how secretive the process is, it is impossible to escape karma and live in seclusion within the demon territory.

Just some random accident could disrupt his tranquility.

Especially in some cases, "accident" is a "destiny".

We still don't know the origins of this person, Lu Qiulang. We have no idea why he came or if anything major happened in Moyun City. Chai A Si and his associates are not at a high enough level to access those higher levels...

In this suddenly worse situation, at least there's one good thing: the places that Rokurota checked should be safe from yokai for a while.

Now, the entire Flower Street is completely under the control of Lao Yuanxi. Several shops near Old Monkey's Tavern have also quietly changed their ownerships.

But the underground quiet room of Lao Yuan's Wine House, on the other hand, simply became a quiet room.

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The unrestrained gatherings of the Divine Teachings, presided over by Master Yuan Lao Xi, are held irregularly and typically take place in a makeshift temple known as Wu Mian Hall. This hall doesn't have a fixed location and can be any room, be it a guest room or a dwelling. Wherever the Wu Mian statue is placed, that becomes Wu Mian Hall.

The organizational structure of the Faceless Cult is a hierarchical tree-like system.There is always a single line of connection between superiors and subordinates, and members at the same level are unaware of each other's existence. If any level is exposed, it will be cut off at that level, preventing the danger from spreading. In addition, there is a single line of感應 between the faceless idols representing great spirits and each believer.

The highest belief of the entire faceless cult, of course, is the Lord of Hell, the King Yama, the God of Assassins, the great ancient Yama Bian Cheng Wang.

Below him was the faceless Pope, who carried out the will of the divine.

Next comes the twelve divine generals, namely the Rat of Zi, the Ox of Chou, the Tiger of Yin, the Rabbit of Mao... They almost included the Saints, Divine Heroes, and Illustrious Kings.

It seems that regardless of whether it's the Equal Nation, the School of Non-Birth, or the Gate of Hell, one could find a sense of familiarity in this demon world's Faceless Divine Teachings. If any "comrades" accidentally exiled to the demon realm happen to stumble upon it, they should feel right at home.

This organizational structure, which incorporates the strengths of various approaches, appears to be relatively safe at present.

For various cults without a backstage, the Ministry of Public Security still strikes hard, but after all this beating, they haven't yet touched the root of the faceless cult.

Under the leadership of Arlo Xi, the faceless cult, which requires no blood sacrifices, does not harm its followers, and gives real responses to its believers, has developed rapidly. In a very short period of time, it has gathered a large number of loyal followers.

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Even the Ox among the Twelve Divinities proactively volunteered, running off to Jilei City to cultivate followers...though he hasn't been heard from since.

The divine convocation was a one-way affair, with no more than three acolytes attending each session. Only the most devout and highest-contributing disciples were privy to the pontiff's personal guidance.

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The Pope will lead them in worship, study of doctrine, answer their doubts and difficulties in cultivation, and bestow corresponding magical techniques. Of course, behind it all is the ancient Yama God personally giving teachings.

To my knowledge, throughout history, it's been difficult to find another deity as hardworking and approachable as this one.

After truly becoming the leader of a religious group and starting to preach, I could better understand how extraordinary Zhang Linchuan's actions were when he wrote the " Sutra of Non-existence" and created the "Mysterious Techniques of Non-existence."

At that time, the teachings of Wu Sheng primarily relied on the support of the multifaceted supernatural realm of Wu Sheng. However, had Zhang Linchuan been given ample time to develop his ideas, the "Wu Sheng Sutra" and the "Wu Sheng Xuanfa" would have become the foundation of the sect, paving the way for a more expansive future for Wu Sheng teachings.

Jiang Wang is currently only creating some scattered

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It's already quite a challenge to bestow different cultivation techniques to various believers. To assemble a complete system, it would take a considerable amount of time. I have no choice but to raise the threshold for the Dharma assembly led by Old Ape, thus reducing the workload somewhat.

"Great King Yama, your loyal servant offers you his prayers."

After sending off the attendees from different exits, Lao Xi returned to his room and knelt before a statue, praying: “May you return to your peak as soon as possible, reign supreme, and hold dominion over heaven and earth for eternity!”

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This outlandish prayer, he recited it with increasing piety.

The faceless god stood in the shrine, emitting a flickering dim light. It was a little awkward, after all. In a moment, the divine decree came down: "The river of fate will surge again, and great things are about to happen in Moyun City. Yuan Lao Xi, I command you to investigate the root cause, gather all the abnormalities and prepare early."

"As instructed by the divine."

Elder Yuan Lao bowed three times sincerely before walking forward, taking the deity statue and quietly leaving that place.

He put away the faceless deity statue. This was just an ordinary room. After leaving the Hall of Faceless Deities, he returned to his identity as the first incense master of the Hua Guo Hui Water Curtain Hall.

Jiang Wang had reason to believe that no matter what major event happened in Mo Yun City, it would definitely involve Lu Qiulang. And Lu Qiulang's arrival itself was an abnormality of Mo Yun City.

He didn't have Yuan Lao Xi specifically investigate Lu Qi Lang, so there wouldn't be any targeted connections. Even if Lu Qi Lang traced back, he wouldn't know he was being watched by the Great Ancient Yama God.

After starting to play the part, Jiang Wang understood why all the prophecies he had heard before were so vague, even ambiguous, and often needed priests to interpret them.

First, it's to establish the authority of the deity, making them less susceptible to being proven wrong. Gods never err; any mistakes are simply misinterpretations by the priests. Second, it's a form of self-preservation for the deities, minimizing the disclosure of too much information.

It was precisely these firsthand experiences and feelings that gave him a deeper understanding of Shinto.

Investigating a powerful figure like Rokurouta is incredibly dangerous, no matter how discreetly it's done.

But it can't be avoided.

The danger had narrowly missed them, and they absolutely could not remain ignorant of it. Jiang Wang had to know Lu Qilang's objective and understand his capabilities. Only then would he know how to respond and avoid another experience like this… He could only stand there dumbly, with no initiative whatsoever.

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The old monkey, Lao Xi, is cunning and incredibly capable. Even if he can't get information, he can still handle things cleanly.

Chai Si is very ambitious and eager to succeed. Perhaps some more support could help him quickly enter the upper echelons of Mo Yun City, allowing him to better understand the bigger picture and avoid being caught off guard like this time.

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As for Zhu Dali...

Just as I thought of Zhu Dali, the frost flower in the Five Oceans, it seemed to have sensed something and suddenly brightened, radiating a brilliant frosty glow.

The Frostwind God Seal transmitted an urgent message. The Peaceful Ghost Messenger was calling upon the power of the Peaceful God Wind Seal, Zhu Dali met with danger and called for help to the leader!

What's going on

The Peacetime Specter always had his shadow, the Grim Imprint, with him whenever he went out at night to slay demons. While Zhu Dali valiantly hacked and slashed through goons, the Grim Imprint consumed evil spirits and devoured them. They were quite a well-oiled pair.

And when he's not slaying demons, Zhu Dali is usually found at the tavern, putting on a deep and melancholic act, lamenting the plight of the demon race.

What trouble could there possibly be for Zhu Dali, just watching a show at a tavern What kind of trouble could even require his Taiping Bao Dao (Peaceful Blade Records) to be used

One wave hasn't settled before another rises.

Lu Qilang and Zhu Dali were two unrelated monsters, but the consecutive events made Jiang Wang feel extremely uneasy.

It wasn't that he was overly suspicious, it was just that fate is unpredictable.

Without a moment's thought, Jiang Wang immediately responded as the master of the Taiping Dao.

Thus, he enshrined his divine power within the Tai Ping Divine Wind Seal and entered Zhu Dali's perspective. He just saw a fierce, cold blade slashing towards him!

A fleeting glimpse...

Late at night, a back alley.

Shun the blade, bald head, black lotus tattoo.

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...and the nearly frozen body of Zhu Dali!

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