Chapter 389: The Four Sects Plan a Great Disaster, and the Ming Cult Obstacles the Way

The fight was still going on, the number of people was decreasing, but the blood in the eyes of the remaining people was getting redder, and the lotus flowers in their eyes were blooming more and more.

The few people who stayed out of the matter stood quietly in place. They were the most qualified and talented among these people, but if Fengdu were asked to evaluate them, they would be a bunch of eccentrics. After all, how many of those immortal seedlings with excellent qualifications could enter the path of evil.

In the blink of an eye, there were only twelve people left standing, and the rest had all served as fertilizer for the blooming of the blood lotus. At the same time, the aura of the survivors began to surge, and blood-red threads wrapped around their bodies, increasing their cultivation and magic power.

"Envy?"

Fengdu snapped his fingers and looked at the magic seeds beside him. After a crisp sound, they woke up as if from a dream, but what woke up was not the will of the original body, but the evil consciousness that was distorted and reshaped by the blood lotus planted by Fengdu.

Hearing Fengdu's question, the demon seeds lowered their heads. Having been reborn, they longed for power and all means to increase their strength, but in front of the Demon Lord, they were as quiet as quails.

"Don't be envious," Fengdu shook his head, "They are exchanging their lives for cultivation. Although my blood lotus is wonderful, it is ultimately a thing that will only help the growth of seedlings. Their plundering of each other is just fertilizer for the flowers. You are the lotus seeds of my disciples. All right, come here!"

With a greeting, the people who were still fighting stopped, regained consciousness, and gathered around Fengdu. Fengdu nodded with satisfaction, took a deep breath, and some kind of energy was taken into his mouth.

"Don't say that the ancestor treated you badly. Now the ancestor has eaten the consequences of your karma. When you leave this door, you will have a clean record and will be that person. You will no longer be the demonic pigs and dogs that are hunted down and killed by others."

The reactions of the people below were mixed, but they were all relatively calm. Fengdu nodded at them and said, "The ancestor gave you the cultivation base so that you can do things. Do you know the plan of this Xing Zhi Jie?"

A man stood up from below. He was an acquaintance, none other than Du Jiang. However, he was now just a newborn consciousness in Du Jiang's guise. He took a few steps forward and said, "I have heard the elders of the Demon Sect talk about this. This catastrophe is actually Heaven's will for the Dao to flourish and increase the Dao Sect's destiny. Under Heaven's will, the Dao flourishes and the Demons decline."

"Yes, in the final analysis it is still a battle of destiny, a battle of luck. When the luck is accumulated enough, even if you don't want it to be prosperous, it will be prosperous. Do you know where this luck comes from?" Fengdu asked.

Everyone looked left and right, their eyes fell on each other, and no one spoke.

"You are right. Part of this destiny is given by heaven, and the rest is taken from the devil, from you," Fengdu continued without waiting for everyone to be surprised, "This destiny is related to the fortune and luck of a person, a place, a sect, and a school. But the destiny in this world is limited, just like a big cake. If you eat more, others will have to eat less."

"So this catastrophe is actually a rotation of destiny, and also a major reshuffle of the mortal world. If you want to take away someone else's destiny, you have to kill people. If you want to keep your own destiny, you still have to kill people. After killing each other, the world will be completely changed. The best among them will become immortals with their destiny."

"The way of heaven is to make people fight and kill each other, to make this world fight endlessly, to fight for luck, for destiny, and for life!"

"But there is profit in this. When the Dao rises and the catastrophe gathers momentum, the big and small demon sects must move around outside. First, we need the Demon Dao to prosper. If the Demon Dao does not prosper, who can the righteous Dao kill? How can we seize the destiny and become immortal?"

"Demon cubs, you must understand that the days of peace and stability like now are numbered. When the calamity comes and the Son of Heaven is born, the righteous path will accept the destiny and take advantage of the general trend to kill all the demon cultivators who occupy the resources and lay the foundation for the prosperity of the Taoism."

"If God wants to promote something, he must suppress it first. He has suppressed that door and let the evil ways run rampant for a few years. The harder they suppress it, the more ferocious its luck will be afterward. What we have to do is to fight for it!"

Fengdu looked at the crowd and said, "While the Son of Destiny has not yet risen to power and the opportunity of destiny has not yet arrived, I will gather the fate of the Demon Sect into my own hands and replenish my own fate. It is better for others to become immortal than for me to become an immortal."

The only woman below thought for a moment and said, "What should I do? The luck is rising. When Tianmingzi comes out, the luck will be connected. Won't we all face the disaster?"

Fengdu glanced at her and said, "Of course you have to fight for your luck. Now your karma has been borne by the ancestor. In the eyes of other cultivators, you are a clean family, but in the eyes of the heavenly way, your roots are still in the devil's way. So, if others eat less of this pie, you will have more."

"The Demon Lord is saying that we should accumulate virtue and do good deeds, slay demons and monsters, accumulate external skills, and gather the magic luck bestowed by heaven?" The woman was a little excited.

"A small demon from the human world, not bad," Fengdu nodded, "You killed the demon, which is a good deed, and your luck has increased. One effort, two gains, isn't it wonderful? The righteous path can't avoid the luck of the demons, so just fight for it within the demon sect. When the calamity of the Taoism comes, you will have already become powerful with your luck. The righteous path will recruit disciples to take your place to face the calamity and die, and complete the cause and effect. I'm sure you know it, right?"

Fengdu's big round and fragrant pancake made everyone very greedy. Everyone couldn't suppress their excitement. Fengdu coughed dryly and then he calmed down.

He thought for a while, "That's the truth. Remember, you are fighting for your own lives, not for me. I will lend you three years of luck. Within three years, at least everything will go smoothly and your lives will be safe. You can go and work hard to build a family business and earn some wealth. After three years, your luck will be taken back. Life and death will be left to fate. In the eyes of the Heaven, you will become one of the difficulties in the rise of the Dao, which is also considered to be your good fortune. Don't worry, the ancestor doesn't want your lives. We in the Demon Sect value profit the most. Some people do business that will get them killed, but no one does business that loses money, right?"

"We will follow the Demon Lord's orders." Everyone knelt down together. Although there were not many people, their momentum was strong.

"Well then," Fengdu clapped his hands, "Those with good foundations should first train under the old ancestor for a few years. I want to form a main sect called Mingjiao, and I will be Yue Zun. As for you..."

He pointed casually: "I have four messengers under my command, let's call them wine, sex, money and anger. Du Jiang, if you like them, you can be the messenger of anger." Fengdu looked up and saw the full moon hanging high in the sky. He opened his mouth and inhaled, taking in the red copper of the moon, the cold crystal of the water, and the energy of the moon, and refined several treasures, which were a sword, a gourd, a bead and a copper coin.

He threw it casually into the hands of four of them. "The past is gone, don't think about the old name. Du Jiang, you will be called Baiyue in the future. Go to the southern border and build a sect called Baiyue Sect. Take this water spirit bead. I will teach you a method of expelling insects and practicing Gu. Practice diligently."

Then he looked at the remaining woman and said, "There is no doubt that you should be a beauty messenger. You can think of a name yourself. Choose a place with beautiful mountain scenery and build a temple. Call it Cihang Jingzhai. This sword will be given to you, and I will teach you a sword manual."

Fengdu looked at the woman with a complexion and said, "I taught you the sword manual so that you can protect yourself. If you want to gain a foothold in the tide, it depends on your means!"

"You come from the Huajian Sect, so I won't say much about chastity and integrity. I'm not saying that you can't use the method of seducing people with sex, but there are other ways to seduce people. Tell me, is it more tempting to conquer a witch who can sleep with anyone, or is it more tempting to pursue a saint who is pure and innocent?"

"There are many blind men in the world who are obsessed with sex, and even more are cheap skins. If you stick to him, he will call you a bitch after he is done with his pleasure. But when you are high and mighty and never look at him, he will shamelessly drive you around and let you drive him around. If you pretend to be ignorant and inexperienced, he will give up his wealth and life, but he will never touch you, and he will secretly sigh that you are not destined to be together!"

Fengdu smiled and said, "As the saying goes, one is always worried about something, and when one cannot get it, one treasures it. But once one has it, it will stink nearby and smell good far away, and one can throw it away at will. Do you understand this principle?"

The gorgeous woman seemed to have gained enlightenment and obtained a rare secret book. She prostrated herself and bowed down, her body outlining a breathtaking curve: "Thank you, Demon Lord, for your guidance."

When Fengdu asked her to stand up, she was indeed an old hand. She did not care about the people present and took off her simple clothes in public, changed into white clothes, wrapped herself tightly without revealing a single thing. Her face was already frosty, and there was no charm in her eyes. She glanced coldly at Du Jiang beside her. Her eyes were not seductive, but filled with contempt for evil spirits. What a pure and arrogant Frost Fairy.

"Okay, you are indeed smart. When you build a temple, you will have the reputation of a monk who is not interested in men, and you will have more power. If you accept a few outstanding disciples, you will change from entertaining people with your beauty to controlling them with your beauty. Don't just show off your appearance. A heart of ice will lock heroes. This trick of ours will not fool fools, nor can it deceive smart people. It will only fool those stupid people who think they are smart. There are many such people!"

He looked at another man, a middle-aged man. He must be handsome to be able to hang out in this Huajian Sect. Time has made beauty more beautiful, but it has made men more charming. He has a pair of eyes full of emotions, two strands of white hair on his temples, and a messy appearance. He has the temperament of a knight-errant who roams around in the world, just like Li Xunhuan. I wonder how many fairies will fall in love with him.

"As for you, you will be called the Wine Envoy. I will give you a nickname, the Drunken Swordsman. I will give you this gourd. In the future, you will be known as a master of both wine and swordsmanship. Go to the Sichuan area, choose a sword peak, name it Shushan, and establish a sword sect. You will only recruit disciples who hate evil and would rather die than bend. I have thirteen sword-controlling techniques, both large and small. I will also teach you a wine god spell and a sword-controlling technique. Your burden will be the lightest. You only need to focus on managing the sect and spreading your reputation as a hero. Don't get involved in any evil. Among the four envoys, you are the most righteous one. In the future, you will become a hidden stake of mine in the righteous way. Do you understand?"

The Drunken Swordsman nodded to show that he understood. Fengdu then looked at the last person. This person looked big and strong, but his eyes were bright and he was a man of rough but delicate character.

"You are the money man. Take this mother coin. Your burden is the heaviest and most complicated. I want you to form a gang. Don't attack the upper class, but recruit the lower class people in the market, such as rickshaw drivers, beggars, prostitutes and actors. Infiltrate the lower class and coerce the people. You will be useful in the future."

"Let's call that gang the Money Gang. It's simple and easy to remember. People run around all their lives just for a few pieces of silver. They are busy with profit and cannot leave at all. I am waiting for the time when your Money Gang gathers all the wealth in the world and brings together the wealth from all corners of the world."

The treasurer took the mother money and nodded solemnly. After explaining it carefully, Fengdu looked at everyone and said, "The four sects respect the Ming Cult together. The four envoys of wine, sex, wealth and anger have also been decided. But they are not necessary. When you go out and make achievements, I may add a few more people to make the Eight Vajra, Twelve Yuanchen and so on."

"I can choose them because I like them and want to lend a helping hand. If the rest of you have ambitions and aspirations, I will definitely give you magic and treasures if you don't die!"

He stared at the four emissaries again and said, "Keep the treasure I gave you. It is not only a certificate, but also a good magical weapon embryo. When the opportunity comes in the future, I will help you get a valuable treasure."

"Remember this, you will not be treated unfairly when working under the ancestor. I don't care what methods you use or how much you pay. As long as you do your job well, you will gain something. All right, go down, familiarize yourself with the skills, think about future plans, and set off in three days."

Everyone agreed and were about to leave when Fengdu stopped Du Jiang, took a look at his evil bald head, and with a flick of his hand, black hair started to grow on Du Jiang's bald head, and soon he had long, smooth hair that fell over his shoulders.

Fengdu then felt much more comfortable and looked at Du Jiang with a smile: "Let me ask you, do you know what love is?" Then he sent the confused Du Jiang away.

There was no one else on Kaitian Rock, and Fengdu took back the Moon Disk with ease. Although he was created by Gu Qingyuan's demonic nature, he was clearly separated from him and there was no dryness. They each had their own cause and effect. In this world, they were two completely independent people. However, if the emperor, immortal or Buddha dug deep into the foundation, they would be able to see a clue.

"But if they dig too deep, the cause and effect will be implicated and I'm afraid it will alarm me, and then it will be difficult to end."

Fengdu chuckled, after all, he also had Gu Qingyuan's memories, and naturally inherited his bad taste. For example, the establishment of the four religions was mostly done casually, but it was also a thought.

In his thoughts, let alone other things, there are a few points that are important, for example, the Sword Sect still needs to survive in Qingcheng and Emei, among which the Shushan in Sichuan is the best, and the sect that uses poisonous insects to drive corpses has to gain a foothold in the Miao area, and so on.

Fengdu thought for a moment, then he emitted a divine light and floated away, intending to go on a long journey.

As for where to go and what to do, Master Fengdu had just arrived and did not have much property. Even the demon cubs under his command were all ugly. Naturally, he had to borrow some food from his wealthy neighbors to survive the winter. And the richest among the demons was the Destiny Demon Lord, Youquan, in the Daoxing Jie!
(End of this chapter)