Tears soaked Zhang Feixuan's silk clothes. Zhang Feixuan, who loved cleanliness and paid attention to his image, fell silent at this moment and had no intention of pushing the woman away.
The shrill howling made him a little dazed. His eyes passed through the woman in his arms and fell on the mortals who were also crying loudly.
Suddenly, he seemed to see a young man crying loudly in a city full of ruins and floods.
The same, the same desperate situation, the same looking around in confusion.
Similarly, a "god" came down, under the banner of saving mortals, and saved the desperate me at that time, and then extinguished the hope that had risen with great difficulty, turning it into even deeper despair.
It was like after he became a "god", he also saved those miserable mortals in the world, and personally sent them to Pingdingshan, becoming the "human pills" that his master and Zhao Yuanhua ate.
How is his behavior different from those of the 'immortals'
The wailing of the woman in his arms stopped, and her body softened and was about to fall from his arms. Zhang Feixuan subconsciously wanted to support her, but as soon as his arm moved, it trembled again, as if she had encountered something extremely terrifying, and her whole body froze in place.
Snap.
A hand in silver armor supported the woman. Sun Jiubei supported the woman to his side, not letting her fall. He looked at Zhang Feixuan in confusion: "Second Senior Brother?"
“Ah, ah.”
Zhang Feixuan responded twice as if he had just woken up from a dream, stared blankly at his trembling hands, subconsciously took two steps back, and suddenly began to breathe heavily, as if he had lost his strength.
"Second Brother, what's wrong with you?" Sun Jiubei asked worriedly, "Did something happen?"
"It's okay. I just used too much power in the fight with the evil ghost master. I just need to rest for a while."
Zhang Feixuan forced a smile and said, "Junior brother, you come and comfort them."
"Yes, Second Brother."
Sun Jiubei nodded, and supported the woman as they walked to the mortals who were still howling.
He learned to smile like Zhang Feixuan, to give elixirs like Wang Qizhen, to treat people's injuries like Gao Sishuo, and to try to comfort people like Lingling.
Very clumsy, but also very serious.
Zhang Feixuan stared at him blankly, his eyes gradually relaxed, and he lowered his head and smiled at himself.
"What are you doing?"
Wang Qizheng walked over and whispered, "Saving a mortal has made you depressed?"
"Save the mortals?"
Zhang Feixuan shook his head and said sarcastically: "We?"
“Yes, that’s us.”
Wang Qi was about to nod, but was suddenly startled. Looking at those mortals who were comforted by Sun Jiubei, he suddenly fell silent. He just stared at them, stunned and speechless.
Gao Sishu's eyes flickered as if he was thinking about something. He was already quite silent, and now he lowered his head, so his expression could not be seen clearly.
Only Lingling was laughing, with a bit of confusion on her face.
"Old Three, Old Four, remember this"
Zhang Feixuan's deep voice reached their ears, "We are not the kind of righteous path that the eldest brother wants."
The eldest senior brother is on the right path, that is the genuine article, he sets an example and practices what he preaches, he is extremely powerful and has a firm faith in the path.
The junior brother can be on the right path. He is the real successor of the eldest brother. He was elevated from a mortal who knew nothing. He did not have the same experience as them, so he would become what the eldest brother wanted him to be.
Before, Zhang Feixuan always thought that after their master died, they would be able to get ashore safely. From then on, they just had to follow their eldest brother. After all, the eldest brother was so strong, they would definitely be able to live safely and comfortably.
As for the right path, changing the name makes no essential difference.
Even before, he thought so. With a sixth-level body, several people worked together to kill an eighth-level body. What a commendable achievement.
That evil ghost master turned his body into a mountain, but Zhang Feixuan was not afraid at all.
But when he met these mortals, he became afraid.
This was different from when he was in Jiangjun City. At that time, he just wanted to avoid being looked down upon by his senior brother and just wanted to learn from him.
But now that he met a mortal, he lacked the courage.
Because they are evil.
From the beginning!
Many things cannot be ended by just choosing to forget them.
…
“Well done.”
At the foot of Pingding Mountain, Song Yin smiled with relief. With a flick of his finger, the round mirror disappeared from the air, and the book hanging in the air also disappeared. At this time, the small thing on the ground jumped forward, as if to grab the book and disappear into the air together.
"But what's wrong with Second Junior Brother and the others? How can they not be on the right path? Are they inner demons? I have to refine them when I come back." Song Yin murmured.
"The immortals are truly powerful!" Su Yougen said admiringly.
Song Yin smiled: "In my hands, the Golden Immortal Sect has finally shown some brilliance, and the foundation talent that Master gave me has not been wasted!"
"The evil ways of the Xumi Vein are what our Golden Immortal Sect must eradicate. First, we need to clear the land and complete the trials left by our master. Then we will be qualified to step into the human world!"
"We will follow the master!" Su Yougen bowed and knelt.
"Of course, you have signed a contract with my Jinxian Sect, offering sacrifices in exchange for Jinxian Sect's protection. I will not let you leave, and I will take you with me wherever I go."
Song Yin looked at the mortals who gathered around him, "Whether you don't understand or are unwilling, this is how it will be when you are protected by our Golden Immortal Sect. Until the world is clear, you will have the right to choose."
This is the promise of the Golden Immortal Sect. The contract will only end if the mortal himself wants to leave and stops offerings.
Song Yin did not force anyone to stay, but that presupposes that the world is right, and not as shown in the encyclopedia, with sects all over the world and he could not see any hope at all!
In the countries recorded in the encyclopedia, there are people who use people to cook, people who suck people's souls, people who take people's spirit, and people who drain people's aura. None of them are right!
This is a world that is so dark that it is almost hopeless!
But that's why!
That's why!
"It is worth changing. This is the meaning of destiny bestowed upon me. This is also the will of my master!"
He has the potential to be a great immortal, with unrivaled qualities in the world!
If he doesn't come to change, who will
Since someone has to bear all of this, then Song Yin should be the one to bear it!
"Wait, wait"
Song Yin looked up at the sky, not knowing what he was looking at.
…
The battlefield was filled with scenes of blood and flesh being torn apart. Countless villages, towns and cities were breached. The soldiers fought their way into the cities, only to be killed in return.
Countless people were separated from their wives and children, and their families were destroyed.
The heroic one was besieged and killed, and the enemy rushed into his home over his dead body.
The one who was at peace watched his wife and children being abducted and raped.
The smart one submitted to the enemy alone, watched his relatives and fellow villagers being abused, and could only smile and flatter them, losing his spirit.
However, someone in the crowd made a very happy and joyful sound, as if he was happy to receive so much enthusiasm.
…
Great Chu.
In the court, people dressed in animal robes and clothing were talking loudly and writing on memorials with ink.
In the luxurious house, people dressed in scholar's robes were drinking, having fun, and writing.
In houses, fields, and villages
Countless people lived in a daze, working on the fields, and around them, in front of their beds, in their fields, stone sculptures came to life, stone tablets were numerous, and the inkstones they dropped were collected and handed over to the officials who came to collect taxes.
…
Great Zhao.
Inside the palace, princes and nobles reached out their hands and picked up a piece of cooked leg meat from the table full of delicacies from land and sea, and tore it into pieces with great force. Their mouths were drooling with oil, their mouths were filled with delicious wine, their eyes were filled with beautiful dance moves, and their ears were filled with cheerful string music.
In the city, the common people lined up in the various restaurants to get food, expressing their gratitude. In a house not far from them, a group of people holding eucalyptus boards and knives watched coldly as a man lay on the ground, gradually turning into an animal.
In the outside world, there was drought and no grass for thousands of miles. The people were so pale and thin that they looked like unrecognizable people. They stretched out their dry hands towards the scorching sun on the dry land and made silent cries.
…
"Wait till I get there, I'll peel off all your skins!"
Song Yin's eyes were determined, he pointed his five fingers to the sky and grasped them, clenched them tightly, gritted his teeth and said coldly: "Wait, evil people!!"