The Capital of the Glazed Buddha King was once a pure land of glazed glaze. It was solemn, peaceful, peaceful and clean. Everyone was carefree, everyone lived and worked in peace and contentment, and everyone had a clean body and a clean heart.
Today’s glazed pure land.
The palaces and pavilions are still the same as before, but the towering pagodas no longer have the luster of the past. The relics that were once embedded in the pagodas and emitted a faint light to illuminate the whole city day and night were all damaged and destroyed by the demons.
The little demon is greedy.
The gold tile roof of the pagoda, silver wind chimes, bronze Buddha statues, and jade bricks paving the floor were all looted by the little monsters.
On the city's once clean and pleasant green brick avenue, human bones are now littered everywhere, and there are still dense teeth marks on those skulls and bones.
On the big tree by the roadside, pieces of broken human skin were hanging.
Under the eaves of various places, pieces of fuzzy flesh and blood were hung by human tendons, with a thick layer of salt and spice mixture smeared on them, which was obviously intended to be used as food storage for the winter.
In the Liuli Pure Land City, there were originally springs and streams everywhere, and crystal clear rivers ran through the entire city. Every year, flowers bloom. Petals, flower leaves, bamboo leaves, etc. fell on the water, and various fishes in the water were playing and fighting for each other.
Nowadays, the water systems in various parts of the city are still there, but the clear water inside has turned black and red, exuding a foul and rotten smell.
All kinds of wild boars, hares, wild rats, and wild monkeys are running around the city. All kinds of grass snakes, scorpions, toads, and centipedes are in and out of the palaces and pavilions. All kinds of huge mosquitoes, flies, wasps, gadflies, etc. are everywhere in the city. Building nests and flying around.
Wu Tie sat on top of the tallest pagoda in the Pure Land of Glaze, leaning against the dim gourd-headed crown, looking at the majestic city that had been transformed beyond recognition with a gloomy expression.
The Demon Supreme and a group of other demons and ghosts with the strongest cultivation standing beside Wu Tie, their eyes rolling around, looking down at the city below with a trace of enthusiasm and excitement.
Jiaye knelt aside and continued to recite the scriptures silently, with tears falling like spring water drop by drop.
A strong aura of resentment mixed with a monstrous evil spirit rushed high into the sky, turning into thick black clouds and covering the entire city.
A faint shimmer of light emitted from Jiaye's body, and the resentment and evil spirits within a hundred feet around Wu Tie and others were gradually melted and transformed by this layer of shimmer whenever they came near. At any time, you can hear a slight sigh of relief in the void, and a trace of spiritual light flashes, and then escapes to nowhere.
"Did your uncle Wang have a broken head?" Wu Tie asked Jiaye in confusion: "You said it was your uncle Wang who broke the Buddha's Light Formation of the Liuli Pure Land, causing the Liuli Pure Land to be breached? "
Jiaye stopped chanting and nodded slowly: "Yes. If Uncle Wang hadn't taken away the ancient Buddha's relics in this pagoda, with the power of the Buddha's relics, he could have protected the Glazed Pure Land for at least three to five years."
Jiaye, whose eyes were red, said softly: "With these three to five years of delay, Jiaye must have gone to Wu Kingdom and begged His Majesty for rescue. Our Glazed Buddha Kingdom will not suffer such a disaster."
Wu Tie remained silent.
Jiaye said softly: "Uncle Wang, he was afraid of death. In order to save the lives of his family, he sold the entire Liuli Buddha Kingdom."
With a wry smile, Jiaye shook his head and said: "The young monk is also afraid of death, otherwise the young monk would not delve into the art of divination and pursue the glimmer of hope in the world."
"Uncle Wang is afraid of death, and the young monk is also afraid of death, but if Uncle Wang can be like the young monk... why is this, why is this?" Jiaye pointed to the messy city below with his trembling right hand, and murmured: "This city, This city... has the hard work of countless ancestors, and there are so many kind people in the city... "
With a 'wow' sound, Jiaye spit out a mouthful of blood.
Then it was like a floodgate opened in his throat, and mouthfuls of blood spurted out one after another.
"This kid is too sad. The Yu Huo has damaged his heart. Tsk tsk... Why bother to make yourself so angry? Why bother?" The Demon Supreme said sarcastically at the side: "Aren't you living a good life..."
Wu Tie turned around and glanced at Demon Supreme.
The Demon Supreme immediately shut his mouth and turned to look at a group of wolf-headed little demons chasing and playing in a street a few miles away.
Wu Tie took out a healing elixir and threw it to Jia Ye.
Jiaye spit out a mouthful of blood, took the treasure pill, stuffed it into his mouth, and swallowed it haphazardly. He took a few breaths and knelt down before Wu Tie: "Your Majesty, the young monk has lost his temper... It's just, it's just... The people in the Glazed Pure Land are all good people. What sin did they have to suffer this calamity? ?”
Wu Tie was silent.
After a long time, Wu Tie murmured: "Yes, I heard you talk about the Glazed Buddha Kingdom along the way. Most of the people in your country are good people. Why are good people being robbed?"
"This is unfair, this is unreasonable. Good people should not suffer this kind of disaster. Good people should not be eaten as food by these monsters, and should not be treated like this."
"But since something like this happened...then, there must be something wrong." Wu Tie murmured: "Maybe we can correct such a wrong thing? Can we?"
Wu Tie looked up at the sky and was stunned for a while.
Then he flicked his sleeves, threw Mist out of his sleeves, and said to Jiaye: "This is Mist, the leader of the wise gods among the demons outside the sky... I think some mistakes were made by them, as long as they don't fight Kill him, you can hit him as you like."
"Remember, don't beat him to death, because he still has value." Wu Tie said to Jiaye seriously.
Miwu's body suddenly stiffened. He looked at Wu Tie in disbelief, and then screamed in a hoarse voice: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I am loyal to you. For you, I will even betray my own people." No... you can't..."
Jiaye's body suddenly stiffened, and he murmured: "Outer demons? Wisdom gods? Ha, I know you... I know, I know... There are many traitors in the Liuli Buddha Kingdom. It was because of your bewitchment that they took refuge. Monsters."
Jiaye gritted his teeth, and a trace of golden flame spurted out from every pore in his body. He sneered, his face twitching, and he slowly pulled out a Vajra as thick as an arm from his sleeve.
Miwu looked at Jiaye with a difficult look on his face: "This distinguished sir, I think... we are our own people, we can have a good talk."
Jiaye made a 'bang' sound, and a vajra hit Miwu's head.
Then the neck, shoulders, ribs, back, arms, legs, lower body, calves... The Vajra pestle flashed with thunderous light, and made a dull roar that kept falling on Misty's body.
Miwu didn't dare to resist, he gritted his teeth and allowed Jia Ye to beat him.
From time to time, he squeezed out a few intermittent explanations through the gaps between his teeth: "This Glazed Buddha Kingdom... I, I didn't interfere... Even if there are my people... it's not me... It's not me... It has nothing to do with me."
The vajra is extremely heavy, with extremely overbearing Buddhist restrictions on it. Every blow has the illusion of a heavenly dragon appearing over and over again, and the force of every blow has the power of ten thousand dragons. The wise gods born in the mist have very good brains, but their bodies and bones are extremely fragile.
The vajra struck down, and Mist was beaten to pieces with broken bones and tendons, and all internal organs were seriously injured.
He vomited blood and looked at Wu Tie with a look of despair - 'I am loyal to you... How can you burn bridges across the river and forget about the old one when you have a new one'
This was such a fierce and brutal beating.
After Miwu was beaten to the point where he was almost inhuman form, Wu Tie stuffed a few life-saving elixirs into his mouth, put him back into his sleeves, and then threw Miwu out as well.
Jiaye gritted his teeth, rushed forward and beat him severely again.
In this way, Miwu, Huanwu, and dozens of other members of the Wisdom God Clan were all thrown out of Wu Tie's sleeves and let Jia Ye beat them one by one.
At the end, Jiaye dropped the vajra himself and knelt on the top of the tower.
"Your Majesty, thank you Your Majesty... But even if I kill them, what will happen?" Jiaye murmured: "Your Majesty is right, some things are obviously wrong. We should correct this mistake."
Wu Tie put away the last unlucky guy who was beaten, and said solemnly: "However, if you can beat them up, I think you will feel better. It's time for us to do serious things."
Jia Ye's expression suddenly tightened, then she nodded solemnly and stood up.
Demon Supreme and others nodded with excitement, and at the same time looked in the direction of the original imperial city of Liuli Pure Land.
Wu Tie made a move with his right hand, and a large amount of water vapor condensed in the void. The water vapor quickly froze and turned into a thin ice mirror several feet in diameter suspended in front of him. Wu Tie locked the ice mirror in the direction of the imperial city, then recited a spell and exhaled nine breaths in a row.
There was a glimmer of light in the ice mirror, and large areas of light and shadow began to flicker.
Wu Tie quickly examined the changing light and shadow in the ice mirror, and finally the changing image stabilized.
This is a hall with a simple shape, jade brick paving, golden nanmu mixed with sandalwood as the main materials, and a blue glazed tile roof.
The main hall is about a thousand feet wide and more than six hundred feet deep, so it is quite large.
The actual space inside the main hall is about a thousand times that of the outer hall. It can be seen that there are extremely sophisticated space restrictions in this main hall.
Now, in the main hall, more than a dozen long tables were lined up, covered with all kinds of wine and meat, and countless bone residues were randomly discarded on the ground. The originally solemn and clean main hall was turned into a mess.
A tall, middle-aged man with a rather handsome appearance, with a smooth bald head, wearing a long gown with fluttering colorful ribbons, and several strings of golden bells hanging around his waist, was singing and dancing in the center of the hall with a smile on his face. .
The middle-aged man's movements were quite awkward, and it was obvious that he was not proficient in singing and dancing.
But he worked very hard, imitating the dozens of beautiful girls with pale faces around him, twisting their waists, and the golden bells hanging around his waist jingled and made a sweet sound.
In the corner of the hall, a dozen disheveled girls had expressionless faces, holding various musical instruments, playing tunes with varying notes and keys.
Looking at the scene in the ice mirror, Jiaye couldn't help but open his mouth. Then his tears rolled down and he laughed silently: "Why is he suffering? What is he suffering from? He is already a single person in the Glazed Buddha Kingdom. With a position above ten thousand people, he... he... he... he sold the entire Glazed Buddha Kingdom just to serve as... as... for this group of demons."
Wu Tie also widened his eyes in shock.
This handsome middle-aged man who is singing and dancing, sweating profusely, is the uncle Wang who betrayed Liuli Buddha Kingdom... Jiaye
Wu Tie murmured: "I originally thought how well he should be treated?"
"Scare, it's just a slave." The Demon Supreme spit on the ground with disdain.
The middle-aged man who was singing and dancing had his head shaved as smooth as a mirror. In the middle of his head, someone had a deep bloody word "slave" branded on him!
This is insulting.
A huge insult.
But this one was actually still dancing very hard, reciting songs, with a bright smile on his face.
His smile was so sincere, and there was no trace of reluctance or embarrassment at all.
Jiaye closed her eyes and recited the scriptures quietly.
He could no longer look directly at this scene. If he could, he would like to scream and ask his Uncle Wang - What are you doing this for? Just to survive
With the middle-aged man's cultivation, if he just wanted to survive, he could have fled overseas. There were countless islands in the outer sea, and he could have chosen an island to survive. Who could find him in the boundless sea? Who among those demons is willing to spend hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands of years searching for an escaped person
You betrayed the entire Glazed Buddha Kingdom, what do you want
A yellow wind rolled in from the south, and an extremely large nine-headed yellow lion broke into the Glazed Pure Land in panic and flew rapidly towards the imperial city. The closer he got to the imperial city, the body of the nine-headed yellow lion gradually shrank. By the time he broke into the door of the hall, his body had shrunk to more than ten feet in length, and then he rolled on the spot and turned into a human form.
Patriarch Pingtian finally escaped all the way back to the Pure Land of Liuli.
It's just that Wu Tie escaped much faster than Ancestor Pingtian. Wu Tie and his people arrived here in advance before Ancestor Pingtian.
With a loud bang, Patriarch Pingtian kicked open the door of the main hall and rushed into the main hall in a hurry.
"It's a disaster, it's a disaster... Where is the Black Dragon Lord? Where is the Tiantian Lord? Where are the other brothers?" Patriarch Pingtian was trembling all over and roared at the top of his lungs at the Demon Lords sitting behind more than a dozen long tables.
A dozen demon lords who were eating, drinking, and enjoying singing and dancing hurriedly stood up.
These demon lords who stayed behind in the Glazed Pure Land were at the bottom of the Mitian Demon Alliance in terms of cultivation, and their cultivation was far inferior to that of Pingtian Ancestor.
The Monster Clan is a group that values strength. The one with the strongest strength wins, and the one with the biggest fist is the boss. Patriarch Pingtian's fist is many times bigger than theirs, so Patriarch Pingtian is the eldest among the eldest.
"Brother Pingtian, what's wrong? Where are the others? Didn't you take your brothers and follow Brother Fantian?" A demon king with a human body and a tiger's head, twenty feet tall, dropped a Thigh, asked Patriarch Pingtian in surprise.
"The boat capsized in the sewer... Quickly send a message to all the brothers and ask them to bring all the elites to come here to meet up." Ancestor Pingtian said in a cold voice with a gloomy face: "This time, maybe our Mighty Demon Alliance, hehe... "
Wu Tie flicked his sleeves, and the gods who had been conquered by violence before, totaling more than 200,000 gods, rolled out of his sleeves.
"Wutou, you lead your brothers as a team to supervise the battle... and let them attack the Glazed Pure Land." Wu Tie said coldly: "Misty Mist and Huanwu will lead the people from the Wisdom God Clan to make plans, and the other major God Clan will act as the main attack force."
"Whoever dares to neglect you, Wu Tou, just chop off their heads."