Chapter 234: Demon King: I think it is feasible for the human race to merge into the demon race!
Cutting off the thoughts in his mind, Liang Hui turned his gaze to the Seventh Ancestor.

"The Buddhist scriptures and secret techniques involving cause and effect, soul, and memory should be prepared for me by the old monk."

Before he finished speaking, the Seventh Patriarch had already let go of the Buddhist beads and let them float in front of the young man.

“Your Majesty, these are the most advanced Buddhist scriptures and secret techniques in Dingchan Temple.

"Also, the location of the Demon Spirit Gate."

Liang Hui looked at the old monk deeply, stretched out his hand to hold the Buddhist beads, but did not check it immediately.

His eyes remained fixed on the old monk.

"Sir, when will the silence come?"

Since the Seventh Ancestor chose to say what he just said, his fate is already determined.

Only death can make Liang Hui feel at ease.

The Seventh Patriarch was obviously prepared for this, and his old face did not show much surprise.

With a compassionate smile on his face, he clasped his hands together and slowly bowed to Liang Hui.

"Your Majesty, please have mercy."

The cracks began to appear from his feet and slowly disappeared like quicksand.

The legs, waist, and chest continued to disintegrate until half of the head turned to ashes.

"Ding Zen Temple, don't worry!"

Liang Huicai made the promise.

The remaining half of the Seventh Ancestor's head also dissipated, and his soul was annihilated along with it.

In the ancient temple, he was the only one left sitting cross-legged.

At this moment, the slowly flowing time began to return to normal, and the Chiyun Sword hovering in the room returned to its sheath.

Liang Hui also probed his consciousness into the Buddhist beads. In the larger storage space, there were rows of bookshelves.

On these bookshelves, there are jade slips emitting Buddha's light.

With a thought, a jade slip appeared in his palm.
This jade slip contains a special aura that can be used as a means of entering a dream.

Liang Hui put away the Buddhist beads, placed the jade slip on his knees, and murmured in his heart:

'Dream!'

In an instant, Liang Hui's eyes began to become dull and empty.

After just a few breaths, those silent eyes became deep and bright again.

He lowered his head, looked at the jade slips on his knees, and spoke again: "Enter the dream!"

He took out one jade slip after another that could allow him to enter a dream, and entered the dream again and again.

Continue to absorb knowledge about cause and effect, soul, and memory.

Seven days passed in a flash.

With the help of the magical power of 'entering dreams', Liang Hui enhanced his attainments in the aspects of soul and cause and effect at an extremely fast speed.

The young man sat cross-legged on the ground and began to explore his own memories bit by bit.

A hint of bitterness gradually emerged on his face. Whether it was the memory of the past life or the memory of the suspected future, there was no problem at all.

But he almost instinctively wanted to explore it again.

Ah!
Liang Hui slowly stood up and cut off all unnecessary emotions in his heart.

Walk out of the ancient temple.

Now that the matter in the Western Desert is over, it’s time to deal with the last enemy.

Click!

The door of the ancient temple was pushed open.

Liang Hui stepped out and looked at Hu Bai lying in front of him, and the chariot.

In an instant, he arrived in front of Hu Bai and patted his head lightly with his palm.

At the same time, he said to the old monk standing beside him, "Lead all the powerful souls and spirits in the Western Desert to go to Tuzhou."

"Yes, Your Majesty the Divine Emperor."

At this moment, the old monk completely relaxed.

The biggest crisis since the establishment of Dingchan Temple has been overcome.

Liang Hui didn't care about the old monk's thoughts, and quickly boarded the chariot and left Mount Sutuo. This trip to the Western Desert was a good one.

Not only did he make some guesses about hidden dangers, but he also obtained a lot of Buddhist scriptures on cause and effect, and the soul, which allowed him to take a step further in his spiritual practice.

At the same time, he also knows the hidden location of the Demon Spirit Gate.

"I'm really looking forward to seeing you, you old pigs and dogs."

Liang Hui looked towards the east, his lips curled up and his eyes looked cold.

That's perfect, the last few enemies are mixed together and we can deal with them all together then.

However, you still need to be prepared for the back-up plan to avoid any unexpected setbacks.

Grassland, holy places of many tribes, Yangshan.

In a very secret palace.

Five figures sat opposite each other around a long bronze table.

“The group of monks from the Western Desert have also announced their incorporation into the Divine Court. Now it’s our turn.” The speaker was a majestic man with a rough and resolute expression.

He was covered in animal fur, revealing his wheat-colored chest with a ferocious golden wolf head carved on it.

If there were any herdsmen here, they would surely kneel down devoutly when they saw the great man for the first time, as he is their Khan!

"Chao Lu, don't worry. We have made all the necessary preparations. Once that person comes, he won't be able to leave." The old lady in cloth clothes spoke kindly and soothingly.

"Mother, you bitches from the Demon Spirit Sect, you deserve to die!"

The sturdy man's face was filled with hatred, and his hands were tightly gripping the armrests.

If it weren't for the sudden arrival of the two, he would have already led the strong men from all the grassland tribes to submit to the Divine Court.

To strive for eternal life and immortality.

There is no need to plan, calculate, and risk one's life here.

Sitting next to the sturdy man was an old man wearing a loose black robe.

The old man's hair was braided into small braids and draped behind his back with various decorations.

His eyes were filled with darkness and murderous intent as he looked at the old woman. He was the high priest of the tribes on the grassland, and now he had been pulled onto the boat by the Red Lotus Mother.

The Red Lotus Mother's face still smiled:

"You two don't need to be so resentful. The Divine Emperor is about to end, and our choice is the only way out."

"Eternal life, His Majesty the Demon King can also bring it to us."

"What do you say, Envoy Yin Teng?"

The old woman turned her head to look above her, at the tall figure shrouded in a black robe.

The figure was extremely tall, and sitting on the chair, he was nearly three meters tall.

Hearing this, a large hand stretched out from the black robe and struck the table, making a sound of metal.

Attract everyone's attention.

"Your Majesties rose from obscurity, and in just a few hundred years, they overthrew the million-year-old overlord of the Heavenly Demon Realm. Their talents are rare in the world of the heavens."

"Longevity and immortality are not difficult."

"Hey! Messenger, the demon race is extremely hostile to us humans. They will kill us before they can use us up."

Chao Lu looked sarcastic, but his eyes were extremely serious.

"Great Khan Chaolu, my race is extremely hostile to the human race in the Heavenly Demon Realm."

"But their race has been annihilated, their descendants have been wiped out, and even their souls are wailing day and night in the Demon King Banner. As for the human race in your world, we have no hatred for them."

"Before I arrived, the Demon King promised that the human race in this world could be completely merged into the demon race, become one of us, and fight together in other worlds."

"It's just a few words. It's hard for us to believe you." The high priest's voice was hoarse. Although he had no choice, he still needed to strive for the security of the future.

"I can swear an oath to the two demon kings. I will never break this oath until I die."

Yin Teng raised his hands to the sky and was about to make a vow.

At this moment, the Red Lotus Mother and the Demon Spirit Sect's Taoist Master did not stop them, and waited quietly for Yin Teng to make the oath.

After a long while, Yin Teng completed his oath and put his hand back.

The Demon Spirit Sect's Taoist master, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke:
"Why doesn't the Demon King come across the border himself? Wouldn't the chances be better that way?"

(End of this chapter)