Chapter 1105 I have great merits for all living beings in the Flame Stone Star Region
A bloody light flew from the sky and fell in the sky of Zhenshan Sect.
A blood-robed Taoist revealed his figure, silently gazing at the earth below and the people in it.
Hundreds of years have passed, and the original pillar has been dead for an unknown period of time. His lifespan has expired and he has not been able to advance to the foundation-building realm. Even if he advances to the foundation-building realm, it will be difficult to survive in the chaotic world that lasts for hundreds of years.
In these hundreds of years of chaos, the Horned Demon Emperor clan has been incapacitated, and the order in all places has been chaotic. Various tribes have been attacking and killing each other, killing their own clan, killing other clans, and killing the Horned Demon Emperor clan. Various riots and uprisings have continued, and countless creatures from all races have died. in.
Zhenshan Sect has experienced such troubled times. Although the people in it have changed completely and the territory has shrunk a lot, the sect is still there and the ancestor worship is still there. It cannot but be said to be a great blessing.
However, even after experiencing such troubled times, will all living beings miss peace?
No.
Not at all.
There is a clear fact that during hundreds of years of chaos, all races of living beings have killed many people due to various riots and attacks from the same race and other races, right?
These people who died due to war and disorder were less than one-tenth of the number during the reign of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan!
In the peace under the rule of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan, creatures of all races have their own uses. The strong souls are refined into ghost souls, and the demons with nourishing flesh and blood are used as meat for the Horned Demon Emperor Clan. They are also used in various elixirs and weapon refining. , raw materials for body refining, no slave clan can eat in vain without producing what the Horned Demon Emperor clan needs.
No exceptions.
The human race uses blood essence and life essence to refining ore, the skeleton blood vine demon clan uses life essence essence to refine blood wine, and the fragrant meat tiger tribe itself is the food...
Creatures of all races often live less than half of their lifespan.
It can be said that the Horned Demon Emperor clan is systematically massacring and scrapping the creatures of all races in an extremely efficient order to ensure maximum output. For this reason, the thoughts of the creatures of all races are not important.
How could more people die as a result of chaos and chaos among all races than in this extremely efficient and orderly massacre?
The efficiency is at least ten times different!
Regardless of the fact that these hundreds of years have been a chaotic time with constant attacks from all races, in fact, this has been the best time for all races in the Demonic Stone World in countless thousands of years.
The people of all races do not have to sacrifice their essence, blood, longevity, and flesh and blood all the time. They truly have some of their own property. For the first time, the strong among all races can live beyond the limit of their lifespan. They die in bed in old age, and the children and grandchildren in the house are full of them. Say goodbye by yourself.
These things were unthinkable in the past years!
The people who were born and died in these hundreds of years were happy. They had a better time than their parents and ancestors. Even if they had to face racial killings all the time, it was nothing.
"Without a doubt."
"I,"
"All living beings who have great merit in the more than ten small worlds in the Flame Stone Star Region..."
Jiang Ding traveled along the way and observed the survival and development of various ethnic groups. He had the answer in his mind and said to himself.
right.
He killed billions.
He killed many living beings and drank their blood to practice.
But he's a good guy.
How can some people call him hypocritical?
In any case, he won hundreds of years of relatively happy and relaxed life for countless sentient beings in more than a dozen small worlds, although this was not his original intention, and although it could not continue.
But facts are facts and merit is merit.
With all things in the world, it is not important how you think about it, but what is the result is the most important thing.
Jiang Ding's spiritual consciousness swept across the Zhenshan Sect.
The place has returned to its original state. The human race continues to refine the ore with its own blood essence and longevity sacrifices to improve its essence. Qi-training monks can live up to fifty years, and foundation-building monks can live up to a hundred years. Their entire lives must be given to the horned demon. The imperial clan gave everything.
The previous generations of Master Jianshi and the previous generation of Master Black Earth have died. Now the strongest person in the Zhenshan Sect is an early Jindan monk named Zhenshan Zhenren, who can barely maintain the foundation of the Zhenshan Sect.
Let the brand name Zhenshan Sect continue to exist happily.
No matter how many wars, disasters, how many times the people in the sect died, or how many times they changed, this name has been retained, and thousands of people still exist.
This is not lucky.
Jiang Ding walked silently in the Zhenshan Sect, walking past every flower, every grass, every tree, every rock, passing by each disciple, and passing by each sect's Foundation Establishment Realm elders.
Just like Blood River King thousands of years ago, nothing changed when he grew up here. Finally, the Blood River King came to the Patriarch's Hall and silently offered nine sticks of incense to the Patriarch.
Green smoke curled up and spread in all directions.
"The Patriarch..."
"The sect may be completely destroyed."
"No more luck."
Jiang Ding sighed in a low voice: "However, you will definitely not blame me. A glimmer of certainty in the imperial realm is right in front of you. If it were you who were resurrected, you would go forward without hesitation, regardless of everything."
"This is our common path and our common destiny."
The voice of sadness echoed in the sect hall where the fireworks were curling up.
"Who?"
There was another person in the Patriarch's Hall, an old man with a mustache, who was none other than Zhenshan Sect's Supreme Elder Zishi Zhenren. His eyes were horrified as he looked at the blood-robed Taoist who suddenly appeared in the sect and lit the incense stick.
This blood-robed Taoist has a handsome and enchanting appearance, and is extremely young.
A wave of trembling, panic, and familiar emotions emerged involuntarily in Zishi's heart.
"Alas,"
“Who else could it be?”
Jiang Ding sighed: "Didn't you get the sect's blood god inheritance? That's true. It has been passed down incompletely for so many years. It's good to be alive. It's impossible to complete it."
Blood God inheritance.
This is the main reason why the Zhenshan Sect has not been extinguished after nearly ten thousand years. It was arranged by the Blood River King and the more ancient ancestors of the Zhenshan Sect.
The founder of Zhenshan Sect had an unexpected encounter and received a incomplete inheritance called "Blood Nerve", so he established a sect in one place and survived.
Yes, I just survived, that's all.
It's just a scripture. It's not easy to understand it just by getting it. It's also impossible to have many supporting resources, guidance, a little practice, and the cruel oppression of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan. It's pretty good to gain a foothold in a small place.
The Zhenshan Sect continued to accumulate and explore, and in the generation of the Blood River King, a genius was born. Not only was he extremely talented, but he was also soft, good at fawning, and good at managing money. Only in this way could he be valued by the Yanshi family. Various conditions, various Opportunity, finally a god-like heavenly king appeared.
"You..."
"Senior...senior is..."
Master Zishi's voice was stammering, and his body was shaking.
The fear and familiarity in his heart became stronger, but he could not be sure. He could only confirm that the opponent's strength far exceeded his, so he did not dare to show any hostility.
At this time, the ground was hazy, and a piece of earth and stone protruded, revealing a simple-looking old man with a gray beard. His body was trembling, and he couldn't help but let out wisps of heavy aura of the Nascent Soul level.
"Master? You are not dead?!"
Master Zishi was shocked.
This is his master's master, Master Jianshi, who has been dead for who knows how many years!
The gray-bearded old man completely ignored Master Zishi's intention. As soon as he appeared, his body was trembling and excited. He staggered past Master Zishi, fell to his knees, and cried in a prolonged tone. Said: "Old ancestor!"
"You are finally back!"
"It's been almost a thousand years, and our sect has been bullied every day without any reason, and many generations of supreme elders have died!"
"Old ancestor...wuwuwu..."
Although this gray-bearded old man is a Yuanying monk, he is quite old. When he saw the Blood River King, he burst into tears and burst into tears on the spot. He could not control his emotions at all, just like a seven or eight-year-old child. .
(End of chapter)