The Virgin of Wanzi was half lying on the wide and soft bed, pillowing layers of pillows. The room was dimly lit, but her skin seemed pale and fragile, as if paper had been stored in a dry environment for too long, and the fingers would be broken, and the wind would blow into countless pieces.

She forced her upper body and insisted on performing her duties: raise her hand and gently stroke the newborn demon baby's forehead, occasionally laughing, or pinching the baby's face.

The demon servants holding the baby lined up to the door by the bed, and there was a longer queue outside. The blessed demon baby was taken out from another door and officially became a member of the big family.

The room was filled with loud cry of babies. The Virgin of Wanzi was used to it and even found a lot of fun in it. "The crying of these little guys is very intense, they are all good seedlings, wait... This cry sounds a bit familiar, like... Let me see, sure enough, when I was born, I must be his species..."

The big bed is located in the middle of the house, and there are many descendants of the Virgin Mary on the other three sides. They are all in the Ice City group. They look surprisingly consistent and wipe the sweat, send water, and tidy up the bedding at any time. The most important responsibility is to take away a batch of eggs every once in a while and send them to another room as fast as possible.

The eggs were wrapped in transparent liquid, like crystal pearls, held in wooden bowls, and all the demon servants holding them were careful and looked at them without squinting, which made them more important than their own lives.

The room has five doors, each with its own purpose. Pei Zihan came in from a visitor's dedicated portal, standing by the wall without saying a word. At this time, no one can disturb the Virgin of Ten Thousand Sons.

The Virgin of Wanzi continued to bless the demon baby she was carrying, and glimpsed Pei Zihan in the corner of the wall with his own light, saying: "I saw two babies today, which should be the seeds you left behind. They look more like humans, and they are very cute."

The skeleton's face did not show any expression, only his two eyes showed obvious embarrassment. Pei Zihan's head lowered, and after a while, he said: "It turns out that we were really controlled by the demon seed before. I am so stupid. Please punish the Holy Mother."

"Silence is not a sin. Only wise and strong make big mistakes. Are you making big mistakes? "

"I... even though I knew I was invaded by the demon mind, I was willing to act as a slave to the demon seed. I divided the demon race into three levels and provoked civil strife. I led the demon race elite to the imperial capital. I did nothing and became a prisoner. My mistake..." Pei Zihan didn't know what to say. Admitting that the mistake was big enough was like boasting about being a wise man and a strong man, believing that the mistake wasn't big enough, and it seemed too dishonest, and that was not in line with the facts.

"Errors are the way for the weak to survive. Every step we take is paved with countless mistakes. It may be our own, or other demons. Can you use past mistakes to pave the way?"

"Yes." Pei Zihan thought for a while before answering affirmatively, "The Holy Mother is not a weak person. You have never been possessed by a demon."

"Haha, that's because I'm crazy. The demon thoughts can't find a place to stay in my mind, not that I'm stronger than you. Tell me about the situation in Huangjing. I have heard many interesting rumors, maybe it's too interesting, and it doesn't seem to be true."

Pei Zihan found that she could never understand the idea of ​​the Holy Mother of Ten Thousand Sons. If the souls of the strange Shijun are the opposite of the Taoist dynasty, this banshee is the opposite of the entire normal world. Strangely, she not only did not collapse because of this, but was as solid as a god.

With deep respect, Pei Zihan told his experiences in the imperial capital. The demon seed was defeated, Mu Xingqiu was trapped and fled, the Taoist system returned, and the ancestor showed an incredible powerful force. This is everything he learned, and he couldn't explain it clearly.

"Mu Xingqiu, it's a pity that he didn't leave his seeds at the beginning." The Virgin of Wanzi finally completed the blessing of today and could lie down more comfortably. She waved her hand and signaled the demon servants around to retreat to both sides. In the next time, she would not lay eggs again.

"Did you see the new ancestor Kun Dun?"

"I saw it when he first appeared."

"Tell me how you felt at that time."

Pei Zihan's voice showed deep shame, "Actually, I only looked at him. He was glowing all over, with a big beard, a white sword in one hand and a fire bell in the other. For most of the rest of the time, I lay on the ground and didn't dare to look up. The only feeling was fear. When I was surrounded by Taoist priests in Pangshan, I had never been so scared."

"You should be happy about it."

"Happy?"

"Because this means you are a real demon clan."

Pei Zihan was slightly stunned. He had not noticed that his performance in the imperial capital was consistent with that of the demon clan, but was completely different from the humans around him.

"So, Mu Xingqiu and Zuo Liuying escaped, maybe with the demon seed. Yi Shijun went to see Kun Dun once, and then he wanted to summon the demon clan to fight against humans. That's right?"

"yes."

The Virgin of Wanzi didn't say anything for a while, and his pale and fragile skin gradually showed a hint of redness. The demon servants guarding both sides knew what this meant and immediately took turns to send various pills. The Virgin of Wanzi took one by one, and his vitality gradually recovered.

She got up and got out of bed, stretched. This time even Pei Zihan understood the meaning of this move: the Virgin Mary of Ten Thousand Sons will not lay eggs for a long time in the future. The last stop was on the eve of the destruction of the Ice City. Laying eggs was a very labor-intensive spell for her. Preparation in the early stage was very troublesome. Once it started, it would not stop easily. Once it stopped, it would take several years to cast the spell again.

At this time, the Virgin of Wanzi was the weakest, standing there shaking. The room was built according to her figure and was very tall. She tried to move her steps, but finally reached out and pressed her on the head of a descendant, treating him as a crutch. "It's tiring to have a child, but it's more labor-saving to fight."

"Do you think the war should start?"

"I'm afraid we have no other choice, but the target of the war is not humans, nor Taoism, but Kundu."

"New ancestor? The demon clan is not his opponent... I mean Kun Dun cares about the demon clan. It seems that the demon clan doesn't need to participate, just sit in the mountain and watch the tiger fight."

The Virgin Wanzi walked towards a door, and Pei Zihan hurriedly followed her and kept a distance of more than ten steps from her.

"Do you need the demon clan?" asked the Virgin Wanzi without looking back.

"Of course, I am the demon clan myself, for the demon clan..."

"No, no, I don't mean that. I ask you if you need the demon clan in terms of interests. I hope you can answer truthfully."

Pei Zihan followed behind and thought for a while and said, "It's necessary, very necessary. Without the demon clan, I don't have an army and can't concentrate on my practice. For a herb, I have to go find it myself, let alone various magical materials."

"Well, you understand what I mean. Let me ask you again, does Taoism need mortals?"

Pei Zihan thought for a while. "It shows that the Supreme Taoist priest has little relationship with mortals, and he just chooses disciples from it. In fact, Taoist priests, like all emperors, requires a large amount of supplies provided by humans. Just the Golden Soul, hundreds of mortals work hard for a year, can only create one or two. If all these things are borne by the Taoist priests themselves, it will be too time-consuming."

Pei Zihan suddenly realized the intention of the Holy Mother of Ten Thousand Sons and showed some excitement. "On the contrary, mortals also need the protection of Taoist dynasty. Without Taoist dynasty, mortals cannot establish dynasty and occupy the best land in the world. The demon clan also needs me. Just like when we first needed the giant demon king, otherwise, the demons would be a mess of sand and it would be even more difficult to gain a foothold in this world."

The Virgin of Wanzi had already walked out of the room. He walked slowly in a tall and long underground passage. There were rooms on both sides, and the crying sounds of demon babies were heard from time to time. There were several houses without doors, and they were filled with translucent orbs, and the fetus in the eggs were vaguely visible.

"Where is Kun Dun? Does he need Taoism and mortals?"

Pei Zihan thought for a longer time, "The moment Kun Dun appeared, I felt that the whole city's demon race and humans had control over him, whether they were alive or dead, it was just a matter of his thoughts. But in the end he did not kill anyone, and even the demon race prisoners were released, so I think he still needed Taoism and mortals."

"I saw that light. Rumors said that this was an ancient spell called Thirty-Three Movements. It pierced through my Niwan Palace and took away my memory. But I think Kun Dun may not be interested in my memory. What I want to say is that he is really very, very powerful. It is not a certain demon clan and a certain human being, but all. I believe that even if the full power of the Taoist priests is gathered, he is not his opponent."

"Yi Shijun said some strange things in his cell. He said... He said that the nine treasures of Taoist priests have been secretly seizing the achievements of the cultivation of Taoists of all generations, forming... the demonic disaster, and has accumulated so far, Kun Dun absorbed this power, and he also talked about demon souls and so on." Yi Shijun said too much, and Pei Zihan could not repost it one by one.

"This is why Mu Xingqiu and Zuo Liuying escaped. It's not surprising that Mu Xingqiu did this. He was a strange guy and could not get along with anyone. But Zuo Liuying... Even he ran away, which only means one thing: Kun Dun does not need any humans or demons, and even the Taoist throne is useless in him. Maybe he is an opponent, and life or death is really just a thought for him. He has achieved the perfect state of Taoist priests, and he is self-organized and does not need any help."

The Virgin of Wanzi stopped in front of a stone gate, and several demon servants worked together to open the heavy door.

"I don't know the specific reason yet. I guess it must be related to the demon seeds and demon souls. The escape of the two made sentient beings temporarily 'useful', making Kun Dun's thoughts turn to 'life', and when will it turn to 'death' is only a matter of time."

Pei Zihan felt unbelievable. When he thought about it carefully, he had to believe it. "It turns out that it is not only the demon clan who has lost hope."

The stone door slowly opened, revealing a huge cave hall. The Virgin of Wanzi stepped in, "Don't Mu Xingqiu and Zuo Liuying hope? All living beings are different from each other and each have their own way of saving themselves. Isn't this hope? Pei Zihan, when you are in a desperate situation, perhaps other demon races are trying to climb upwards. Don't give up hope. You are one of the many fathers of the demon baby."

There were many young demon warriors scattered in the hall, and they were undergoing training. The oldest was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and the youngest was only six or seven years old.

When the warriors saw the appearance of the Virgin Mary of Ten Thousand Sons, they all stopped training and gathered. They had different figures and appearances. Compared with the descendants of the Virgin Mary, their patriarchal lines were very different.

"This is a hope, my descendants, my soldiers, their simple minds are not contaminated by the world, and Kun Dun's thirty-three movements have not taken away any memory from here."

The Virgin of Wanzi turned to Pei Zihan, "As long as Mu Xingqiu and Zuo Liuying can do something, we will have a chance."

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