Carrying the deeply fainted cemetery laymen on the gravel road outside the temple, the Great Magic Mountain Patrol noticed me from a distance, stopped to give salutes, and I waved my hand. They consciously changed their direction and patrolled.
As I walked and meditated, my mood became heavier and heavier.
Unifying the outside world is mighty and domineering, but it is really too difficult to do. Especially in this extraordinary period, the leaders need to be decisive and wise. Once hesitate, it will cause serious consequences.
Although Lingzhu-sama has changed his temperament, he is a lot more gentleman than before, but in my opinion, it is not enough.
As far as the discussion in the temple is concerned, he is still short of fire. If I sit in the seat of Lingzhu, how can I care so much? When it is time to make an arbitrary decision, you will not be polite, letting all the old monsters continue to clamor, and it will be difficult to produce results all day and night.
The reason for this is plainly simple, that is, no one wants to be held responsible.
What responsibility? The responsibility that led to the bewilderment of the Great Magic Mountain in the future.
Why doesn't Lingzhu make a decision? The fundamental reason is that he does not want to be a historical sinner.
Just as the old monsters worried, after letting the tiger go back to the mountain, all the big factions will not be able to guarantee that they will not hold a grudge. Over time, anything can happen.
If it is because of this, the Great Magic Mountain will eventually collapse, this is the prodigal son of the ancestors and ancestors.
Lingzhu didn't want to be this prodigal son, and the first elder and the second elder didn't want to bear the charge. If so, it caused the current situation of hesitation.
Unless I secretly order, the three of them will really execute it, but I don't want to use forceful methods.
"It's all too difficult. Seeing that the army of the outside world will kill the general when it will come, and what else do you care about? Let's get over the immediate difficulties and talk about it. As for the hidden dangers in the future, the soldiers will come to block the water and cover it, thinking too far. , Don’t you have a headache?"
Shaking my head, I dispelled some of the disappointment, and summoned a few masters on duty to come over for questioning.
After some inquiries, let go of your heart. This raid was considered a complete success. More than half of the recorded disciples of Qianxiang Daoting were captured alive, and the whereabouts of the other disciples were also found out. They were not in the general altar. Instead, it guards the soul stone ore vein area controlled by the Qianxiang Taoist Court.
Calculated like this
In other words, there should be no fish that slipped through the net in this operation.
After confirming this, the heart that I had been hanging on was put back in my stomach.
Making a fortune in a muffled voice is the kingly way. If the news leaks out ahead of time, the big groups will definitely have a stress response, and it will be difficult to think about breaking them at that time.
As long as the confidentiality work is done well, relying on the memory of prehistoric civilization in my mind and the operation of the Great Magic Ridge, then it will be swept over one by one, and the unification will be just around the corner.
Stopping my figure under an old tree five feet high, I sat on a stone bench placed under the tree, and after random arrangement of restrictions, I threw the cemetery layman on the ground very unceremoniously.
He didn't respond like a corpse.
"Don't pretend, I know you woke up a long time ago, this superb power of tortoise breath is really awesome, but I can't hide it from my perception."
Talk to the cemetery on the ground.
As soon as the words fell, the cemetery suddenly opened his eyes, with hatred staring at me.
"How do you perceive it?"
He asked in a dark voice, if possible, he would definitely cut me off, but unfortunately, he is currently a prisoner and has no power.
Of course I won't answer his words, what can I say, it was the tomb bell No. 63 that suddenly reminded him
This is totally unexplainable.
Yes, the cemetery layman woke up at the moment I proposed to let the tiger go back to the mountain. The tomb bell reminded me at that time. If it hadn't reminded me, everyone in the temple would not perceive the abnormality.
The cemetery has already practiced the Gui Xi Gong to an incredible realm, even the lord of the mountain can't break it. However, tomb bell No. 63 can't be described by normal tools at all. God knows how many kinds of its ability to guard against the sky? I am numb.
"Stop talking nonsense, Cemetery, do you want to completely dissipate your soul or keep a ray of life? Now I give you the right to choose."
I have no time to talk nonsense with him, so I just point to the subject.
The pupils of the cemetery shrunk, pondered for a moment, and lay there and said: "Will you let me go?"
"No, you think too much, so many innocent people died in your hands, and the sins are not forgiven! My so-called retention of a ray of life is to wipe out your body's vitality, and the ghosts are on the verge of destruction, and they will never be restored to the past. In the end, it was sent to the underworld, and it was up to the Yan Junmen to judge.
They may judge you
Going to the eighteenth level of hell to be punished, the specifics depend on how the Yan Jun sent his sentence
But this still leaves a ray of life, isn't it? As for the former, it means literally. If you don't want to live, I will let you go away and disappear forever from the world. "
Responded in a cold voice, breaking his illusion.
"You want to destroy my innocent golden body, and you have to weaken my ghost to the level of ordinary people, and then throw it to the underworld for punishment? What is the difference between that and the disappearance of the soul? Jiang Du, you are so poisonous!"
The cemetery scolded sadly.
"It's nothing more than doing the other body in the way of the other. Speaking of viciousness, you are the best in the world. You betrayed a measure of the sword back then, and now you are harming innocent sentient beings. If you feel that it is wrong to give you a ray of life, you should not expect it. More! Today, you are dead, but will the ghost still survive after death? It's up to you to choose."
I gritted my teeth without mercy.
"Jiang Du, I regret not getting rid of you as soon as possible. I regret that you did not allow you to grow up to the present state, and even colluded with the evil ways such as the Great Magic Mountain to attack the Qianxiang Daoyuan? Your sins are truly endless. You are Sinner outside the party!" The cemetery raked down.
He smiled: "Fang Wai's sinner? You look at the master of the museum too high, right? I'm Fang Nei Mage, so I have nothing to do with Fang Wai."
"shameless!"
The cemetery scolded.
"Death." I roared, my figure flashed in front of him, my hands raised up, and I slammed his face fiercely.
"Flap, pop!"
A dozen big mouths slammed past, and the cemetery hit was full of blood, big teeth flying all over the sky, what happened to the innocent golden body? How can I hold my slap when I can't perform exercises
"Stop it, dare you!"
Snapped.
"stop."
Snapped.
"Master Jiang, I choose the first line of life."
The stunned cemetery's mouth was finally no longer so tough.
Peng!
Kicked him a dozen steps away, and hit the barrier before he bounced back to the ground. His heart collapsed, and a dozen ribs were kicked off.
I searched for the wet wipes and wiped my hands. After putting them away, I glanced at the blood-stained cemetery impatiently, and said in a dark voice, "It would be better if you knew each other like this? Is his hand cheap?"
Hearing that, the cemetery's eyes bulged out, if it weren't for the resistance, he would have rushed to fight with me desperately.
(End of this chapter)