Chapter 193 192. Master Gong, the God of Food (4k)


Chapter 193 192. Master Gong, the God of Food (4k)

The woman in gray clothes was lost in thought.

At this moment, she felt that the figure in the golden flame was indeed her husband.

no.

She shook her head hard to get rid of the strange thought in her mind.

Absolutely not.

Her husband was just a mortal, and the figure in the center of the golden flames could even resist Shinichi.

Why did she fall in love with this man a long time ago?

Is it because his breath is reassuring and comfortable? Different from the various people she had seen on her way to practice? She couldn't say it herself, but she did give up her identity as a disciple of Miluo Mountain, her personal inheritance, and her past.

The running of the world is meaningless under the Dharma.

One breath sweeps across the realm of death thousands of miles away. For mortals, it will be empty before they can react.

But the rolling earth stopped.

People saw the light appearing on the land to the west.

The burning orange-red clouds are the reappearance of dusk.

The Dharma Master looked at Li Xi'an.

They looked at each other from a distance.

In the sight of that dharma image, Li Xi'an only felt madness and full of desire for destruction.

How did an ancestor become like this? he thought. This is not depravity, it is not the filth that appears on the ancestors of Kyushu in later generations. This is Zu, a crazy Zu.

So the whole world went crazy.

The flames burned, and the woman in gray noticed that the figure in the fire disappeared, and then the fire also went out. There was no one around her at the moment, as if nothing had happened.

Before she could react, noisy wails broke out at this moment.

People in this town are going crazy.

Under Zu's gaze, these mortals did not have the opportunity to bow their heads and worship, and their minds were crushed and turned into madness. Fires started burning out of nowhere and began to engulf one house after another. Maybe someone accidentally knocked over lanterns and candles in the chaos, or maybe someone who fell into madness set the fires.

The flames are as crazy as the people here.

"God! Spare us, spare us!" An old man was kneeling not far from the street, with the raging fire in front of him.

People in the town who had not lost the ability to move were gathering towards the fire. They knelt down, bowed down, and kowtowed. There were muffled sounds one after another, and it was as lively as a firecracker in New Year's Eve.

The woman in gray clothes saw the fire rolling up in the center of the town. Now she could only observe with her eyes and touch the human world cautiously. Those people were all her acquaintances. They had lived in this town all year round, and the joys and sorrows of the neighbors had long been fixed in her heart. But she couldn't do anything. What could an emperor at the extreme palace level do to people now? She had no ability to offend the traces of an ancestor.

The place where people gather is the busiest and busiest teahouse in the town. People come and go on weekdays. The attic is exquisite and quite grand. There was no warm-hearted boss lady in the crowd, no little girl who liked to pester her.

When the fire broke out, they were burned alive in the attic. She could see the charred corpses kneeling down in the attic, but she made no move to escape the flames. They knelt and worshiped like this until the fire spread and engulfed the people kneeling on the ground.

The woman in gray was unable to use her spiritual consciousness to explore this land at the moment. She could only look and see this madness with her naked eyes.

This is a place Zu took one look at and no longer cared about.

"God, God is answering, do you hear it?" The old man shouted excitedly.

"God is talking back!"

He raised his arms high, and the burned horizontal beam fell from the sky and smashed straight into the old man's arms.

"God has sent a gift!"

"Old Xu, I didn't expect that you have been a coward all your life, but you are the one who is blessed by God in the end!" Someone else shouted, and the crowd suddenly became excited. They cheered and raised their arms, and walked towards the old man at the same time.

The old man could not reply.

The horizontal beam that fell straight down killed him, and blood and fire spread on the withered body.

The crowd didn't care, they worked together to push away the crossbar, regardless of the high temperature burning their palms and arms. Facing the old man's body, the crowd was filled with excitement. They were happy, happy that God had not abandoned them after all.

The woman in gray withdrew her gaze.

The crowd shared the food with the old man, like a group of refugees from a famine struggling to eat all the food they could see.

"This is God's gift to us!" A man rushed out from the corner and crawled towards the feast. The next moment, crowds of people wandering around the town swarmed in, like a rushing tide. One of the men bumped into the woman in gray. The man looked at her with a frightened look. His eyes were empty and confused. All thoughts and consciousness were stripped away, leaving only burning desire and longing.

The man smiled.

"Why are you here?"

"God gave us a chance to live over there, why are you standing there in a daze?" He leaned his head forward, looked around, and asked, "Where is your man?"

Get closer step by step.

"That man of yours is useless. Let me tell you, what do you mean by marrying a loser..." The fire in his eyes grew stronger and stronger.

"Look at your humble body!" he shouted.

Spiritual energy is quietly gathering.

It broke out the moment the man pounced on him.

How could an emperor be violated by a mortal? Even if this place is at the boundary between that ancestor's will and this world, the emperor will still be the emperor after all.

But at this moment, a baby's cry sounded in the house.

"Boom——!"

The sight above the clouds casts down.

The gathered spiritual energy collapsed, and the woman in gray felt like she had been hit hard. The Imperial Dao Domain tried its best to gather around her, so that her body would not explode directly. The approaching man was fine, he was unscathed, and the fire burning in his eyes was exactly the same as the sight from high in the sky.

She was like a fragile board in the waves at this moment. She could not become part of the waves like these mortals, she could only be destroyed.

The baby cries louder and louder.

Only then did the woman in gray realize that the gaze was not falling on her, but on her child!

A smile broke out on the man's face.

"Everyone, this is also a gift from God!"

His voice was not loud, but the crowd rushing towards the center of the town stopped. They turned their heads and stared in one direction.

The woman in gray didn't look at the crowds of people who had changed directions. She looked up. This was the first time she looked at the ancestor.

She has no way out, and behind her are her heirs.

At this moment, behind her is the burning dusk, and in front of her is the dark night. Above the clouds, almost close to the stars, the pair of eyes overlooking everything in the world stopped there.

I vaguely remember that at this time yesterday, she was nestling in her husband's arms and humming children's songs.

"Stop crying," someone said.

Very unfamiliar voice.

It was cold, like the sound of spring rocks in the mountains. The strange voice sang songs, and the baby's cry gradually stopped in the house.

The woman in gray clothes was stunned. She didn't notice the two lines of tears hanging on her cheeks. She just looked back blankly and looked into the room.

At the same time, the burning dusk rolled and turned into a sword.

The sight in the sky disappeared, because the red light swept across the sky, and the sea of ​​clouds and the eternal night receded under this light. The dull sound resounded throughout the world as the Dharma Appearance spoke.

It's like the sound of a huge bell in an ancient temple, or like the thunder that wraps around the earth and shakes from all directions. Dharma Prime raised his hand and collided with the red sword. It's like the collision of dusk and eternal night. The white tide rises and sweeps across the sky and the earth, roughly taking away all the colors in the shroud.

The roaring sound of gold and iron echoed in the clouds.

The blazing white tide ceases, returning color to everything in the world.

Then there was a soft creaking sound.

The door of the house was gently pushed open, and a figure came out with the peacefully sleeping baby in his arms.

The ink-splashed hair that is scattered freely, the luxurious red clothes, and the wide sleeves of the robe are dancing in the golden fire, and the painted branches, sacred birds, and lotus flowers seem to come alive in the flames.

The woman in gray looked at him.

Looking at the pair of golden eyes with lotus flowers.

"Okay," he said.

"Who...are you?" she asked.

"I said, to you, I'm just a passerby." The figure in red clothes passed by her.

"Your husband will be fine. When dusk falls, you can come here to look for him again. He will not know anything. You are still his wife, not a disciple of Miluo Mountain."

He stretched out his hand, and in the east, a ray of light pierced the earth.

The madness in the small town was shattered by this ray of light,

Then, he took the light and turned it into sword light.

…………

The dark land stretching for thousands of miles.

The evil spirits gathered into clouds, mountain peaks, and stars above the head of the Dharma.

Scarlet red, covered in flame-like substance. This dharma image is like a giant wearing blood-colored armor. The head has vague facial features. The hair-like thing is picked up by the spirit formed by the gathering of evil spirits, like a tree or wings spread out behind the dharma image.

Li Xi'an was in front of this dharma image.

The Dharma looked at him.

He also stared at the face of the Dharma.

Dusk burned slowly in the sky behind Li Xi'an, and the sky on the other side of the Faxiang was not night, but morning light, rolling with a gorgeous sea of ​​dark purple clouds.

There was no terrifying collision as imagined, and the Dharma Appearance did not even exert any more pressure belonging to the True Realm.

All the chaos ceased under the simultaneous dawn and dusk at this moment.

This true first-level creature has swallowed up the orthodoxy of countless mountains and cities, but no one can understand why he stopped fighting in this corner called "Jingning Town".

Golden fire burns in the sky.

The world is terrified.

Take that dividing line and go back.

Even if these mortals don't know what is happening at this moment. The destruction brought about by this instant was more terrifying than a natural disaster. They had never seen such a doomsday scene in their limited and short lives, so they could only attribute it to "God is angry", and God wanted to destroy the world. Some people knelt down to pray, some collapsed and cried, and some were enjoying the last craziness of their lives.

In the land where the ancestors have not yet come to watch, the darkness in people's hearts breeds shadows and wreaks havoc.

Perhaps it is easier for them to accept the immediate loss of all willpower than to live with their ego in the period before disillusionment comes.

The spiritual world has been unable to organize an effective resistance against such an existence, because all the qualified people died in the ancient battlefield on the edge of the earth, and no one returned alive except this noble ancestor. Li Xi'an knew this. He still remembered the practitioners who died on the edge of the earth. He had felt their will to protect the world, and he had also felt their corpses and hot blood.

The ancestor of Miluo Mountain was the last living being to die.

And some of the ancient traditions are just as explained by the master of the woman in gray.

Preparing to frame the "door".

This world is very big and vast, but their ancestors have seen bigger and wider worlds and walked out of this star.

They are gone now, but they can leave steps for future generations.

It is the last path that can be chosen when the world has nowhere to go.

This is the first time that he has so clearly used the power of the bloody petals, the Sun Sword, the Dusk Sword, the gold of the Five Elements Killing Technique, and a mortal body, just like when he traveled to Kunlun in Kyushu.

Does this belong to him, or to the lotus in this body?

Li Xi'an couldn't help but think that if he could do this in this world, many secrets would be easily revealed.

The two petals in the world can use the blood dripping from the petals as a medium to attract incredible power. Sleeping in the ghost coffin brought him the incomplete law of time; at the bottom of the abyss, he used lotus petals to reshape the years, trace the past, and face the great creatures inscribed in the pyramid.

But there was a voice in his heart telling him.

If this lotus were exposed to the world, it would bring devastating disaster.

What's more, he can't touch this kind of power.

But in the current situation, he was taking advantage of it. No living being can defeat him in this state, at least not Shinichi.

Li Xi'an stared at the Dharma Prime Minister in front of him. The Xi Sword turned into a fish, while the Dusk Sword was held in his hand, with the blade pointed directly at the Dharma Prime Minister's head. Facing the sharp edge of the Dusk Sword, Fa Xiang showed no fear, and the madness in the huge eyes constructed with runes faded away a lot.

"The Immortal." Dharma Prime spoke.

"Kyushu has collapsed, and there can be no immortals."

"Who are you? You are not a creature in this realm, why do you want to stop me from doing anything."

"Will your actions destroy this realm?" Li Xi'an asked.

"Yes, you want to protect them? Although I don't know what kind of creature you are, but you are wearing the Kunlun longevity suit. Even if you are not from Kyushu, you are closely related to Kyushu. You might as well look at this world, it's ridiculous, you actually want to Stop me." Faxiang spread out his five fingers, and ancient mountains were projected in his palms, like giant dragons sleeping on the earth.

"Take a good look at this world, Immortal."

"This is the mountain of Kyushu!"

The Dharma is smiling.

It's hard to imagine that such an emotion can make one smile like this. Desolation, loneliness, and silence. When all expectations disappear, only madness remains.

"I know." Li Xi'an said.

"I've known it since I came into this world."

"So, you still plan to protect them?" Fa Xiang said solemnly, staring at the Xijian flying next to Li Xi'an and the Dusk Sword in his hand. "You are a creature of Kyushu!"

At this moment, the Dharma is firm.

Li Xi'an did not deny it, but just raised his sword.

"Tell me your name, Master."

"I will erect a monument for you."

Leave some suspense, for example, why did Li Xian choose this way?

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