As if in contempt for Song Yin's words, heavy rain poured down, bringing with it a strong wind that almost topples the trees, and pouring raindrops into the wooden roof.
Bean-sized raindrops hit Song Yin and those mortals, like a bonfire that was almost extinguished. Under the attack of wind and rain, it seemed that the changing wooden roof would be blown down.
The wind and rain also soaked their bodies.
“Can you really manage it?”
In the midst of the wind and rain, the young man with smart eyes who seemed to have not been absorbed by the spiritual charm mustered up his courage and said hesitantly:
"Can you really take care of it? Can you really save us? In the end, we won't be like those people who said they would save us, but in the end, we all turned into stone."
As he spoke, his tone became excited again, his eyes widened, and he roared, "Why didn't you come earlier! Why didn't you come earlier! My mother was torn to pieces by them! She was just hungry and would have been fine if she had eaten something, but they tore her to pieces!"
The howling was so mournful that it seemed to move even those numb people. Although their faces were expressionless, their eyes became moist and tears fell.
The boy could no longer speak. He just banged his head on the ground and cried loudly.
He looked to be no more than fourteen or fifteen years old. In his previous life, he was a carefree age and would never have encountered such a thing.
“Yes!”
A hand was placed on his head, causing the young man to look up subconsciously. He saw the divine light in Song Yin's eyes, and the firm will contained in the divine light.
Hands... are warm.
The young man calmed down all of a sudden, stopped crying, and just stared at him blankly.
Song Yin said firmly: "Don't compare the Golden Immortal Sect with those evil ways in the outside world. We will definitely be able to save them. Even if I can't, I still have my junior brothers, and my junior brothers have junior brothers. We will also have disciples. As long as the sect is not destroyed, we will always have this ambition!"
boom!
Just as he finished speaking, another thunderclap sounded from the sky, illuminating the gloomy place with bright white light.
It seemed to be mocking his arrogance.
Song Yin turned his head and looked up at the sky. Tong Kong shrank and shouted in a voice as loud as a bell: "You don't accept it?!"
A large amount of white gas released from his body, and expanded against the wind and rain, forming a white cover that surrounded the wooden roof.
The wind and rain hit the white mist cover, preventing them from entering it. The bonfire that was almost extinguished rose again. The burning flames were like Song Yin's tall figure, rising hotly and giving people warmth.
This shout made the two people outside shudder, with extreme fear and shock in their eyes.
In the midst of a violent storm, a man roared at the sky, using his own strength to prevent the wind and rain from invading.
In all their years, they had never seen anything like this.
Brother... have you reached the point where you can stop the might of nature?!
Is this something a human can do
Zhang Feixuan came back to his senses, and said in a low voice amidst the wind and rain: "Remember, don't talk about right or wrong in front of my brother in the future."
But after he finished speaking, no one responded.
Zhang Feixuan turned his head and saw Wang Qi's lips trembling and his body shaking. It was not because of fear, but a strange anger.
He was not angry at Song Yin, but seemed to be thinking of something that happened long ago and made him angry.
But besides the anger, there seemed to be a strange expectation.
"Old Butcher Wang?" Zhang Feixuan called out.
“Ahhh!”
Wang Qizheng came back to his senses, responded, opened his mouth again, and looked at Zhang Feixuan with a little expectation, "Do you think they can really be saved?"
Zhang Feixuan's eyes also showed a hint of complexity, "How can we save the dregs? Big Brother has a problem with his brain circuit. We are all normal people. You know this is impossible, impossible..."
They looked at each other and saw complicated expressions in their eyes.
Wang Qizheng looked at Song Yin who was comforting the mortal again, and was stunned for a long time before he slowly said: "You know the food building, right?"
Zhang Feixuan was about to speak, but Wang Qizheng did not give him a chance and continued:
"I was born in Da Zhao. I don't know if you know that place, but there are locust monsters there. There is no food in the whole world. But there is a food building there. It is the most famous sect in Da Zhao. It is known for filling the stomachs of mortals. No matter if you are poor or rich, as long as you go to the food building, you will have food."
"Before I worked in the canteen, I was a butcher. Later, when there were no more pigs to kill, I joined the canteen and became a butcher, killing pigs every day. Damn it, I don't know why the canteen had so many pigs every day. There was not even a blade of grass to be found outside at that time. Of course, I never ate pork. Every time I got some meat, I took it back to honor my mother. I only ate some wild vegetable dumplings."
"Later, the restaurant taught me how to cook. When it comes to how to cook meat, I am an expert and soon surpassed all the other chefs. The head chef even said that he would teach me how to practice Taoism in the future. I didn't know anything about practicing Taoism at the time, but I thought it was a good thing, so I went back excitedly to tell my mother the good news."
As he spoke, Wang Qizheng began to grit his teeth, his eyes filled with anger: "When I got home, my mother was lying on the ground, surrounded by a group of chefs from the restaurant waiting with knives in their hands. I turned into a pig in front of me..."
He couldn't continue the rest of the sentence. He just stammered for a long time before continuing, "Anyway, I killed the man and escaped. I don't know how long I escaped. Then I encountered Jin Guang and entered the Golden Immortal Sect. I used various methods to trick people into making pills for him. In the words of my master, those leftovers would die if left there, so it's better to use them for cultivation."
As he spoke, he took a deep breath and said, "There is no such thing as good or evil in this world. They are all the same! Senior Brother is too fanciful. He said he could save her, but how could he? How could he save her?"
The wind and rain brushed against his face, the rain soaked his face, and water drops slid down his face. I don't know if it was water or tears...
Zhang Feixuan looked up at the sky, not knowing what he was thinking about, and sighed deeply.
He turned to the gritting-teeth Wang Qizheng, reached out and patted his shoulder, saying, "Brother, your way of thinking is different from ours. Face the reality. In the eyes of the eldest brother, we will also be beaten to death."
"Just remember, don't talk nonsense, and when the time comes, we'll go down the mountain..."
Fei Shi Zhai, like Qing Lian Zong, is a genuine and righteous sect.
But the senior brother didn’t recognize it.
If he really knew that what he thought was evil was actually righteous, then once he became suspicious, no one in the Golden Immortal Sect would be able to escape.
Judging from Senior Brother’s current attitude towards mortals, their sect cannot withstand investigation.
These people have never eaten anyone, but they have done a lot of bad things.
But in this world, who hasn't done those bad things
Wang Qizheng glanced at Song Yin again after hearing this, and finally closed his eyes, his voice became calm: "Damn it, you are right, we should just find a place to have fun!"