Chapter 1805 Chapter 383: Accident (Thanks to Feng Ye Hao Piao Xu for the reward)

Tang Xing's angle of view moved involuntarily, all the way to the south. After the scenery flew for an unknown distance, he saw a team of over a hundred, all composed of two pairs of cultivators with wings above, gathered on an ice sheet without any special. .

They looked down on the earth, the earth-yellow spiritual wings waved, and yellow auras sank to the bottom.

The ice layer seemed to be pushed to both sides by some force, exposing bottomless pits. After a wave of shaking and shaking, a group of buildings covered by wind and snow came out of the earth, floating on Above the ice sheet.

The group of practitioners with four wings on their backs looked excited when they saw the market town, their spirit wings danced again, and the thick ice and snow covering the building were pushed aside, revealing the appearance of the market town.

The buildings facing the natural disasters were either pierced by huge wooden holes and torn apart, or shattered into pieces with huge stones. The fragmented walls and ruins all cried out the ferocity of natural disasters.

I could still vaguely see the luxuriant market town before, and only withered after a natural disaster, but the group of winged practitioners looked calm, just constantly pushing away the ice and snow rocks covering the market town, as if looking for something.

From the east to the west, which was most severely affected by the disaster, there were broken buildings everywhere, until the violent wind lifted up a blizzard, and the bright light of the hall appeared.

Who could have imagined that under such a natural disaster, there should be a temple with a unique style, protected by a certain spiritual light, and still preserved intact.

A man with four pairs of wings and dressed as a priest fell from the sky to the temple shrouded in aura. After a while, the psychic shield disappeared.

The next scene made Tang Xing stare.

The residents who were supposed to die in the natural disasters without a burial place, shivered, one after another, one after another, one after another, from the temple filed out, toward the priest outside, and bowed to the head. .

"How can this be."

Tang Xing was incomparably lost.

Then, without distance spiritual vision, Tang Xing sat on the top of the mountain and watched it all day and night, dumbfounded, it was the shock of changing day and night.

He naturally knew that the gods and Buddhas in Zhongzhou were pretending to be gods and ghosts.

Regardless of the Anshi Divine Court, the Central Continent Buddha Kingdom, or the Divine Beast Realm, they are all deceptive, and they are all used by practitioners to fool the people.

Fool.

There is nothing wrong with it. In the eyes of almost all foreigners, the Holy Land of the Three Realms, as the sacred land on the top of Xihe, is just fooling the people.

But looking at it all day and night, Tang Xing was a little confused.

He saw hundreds of thousands of spiritual practitioners, do not try to rescue the market town, rebuild the mountain road, and use "sacred" spiritual power to do some work that even ordinary people are not willing to do.

Especially at the foot of the mountain where the disaster was extremely severe, the devotion and devotion were more rewarding, almost in proportion. He often saw practitioners with six wings on their backs and fifty or sixty practitioners with four wings on their backs wandering in the disaster. The most serious area.

Snow melting, ice breaking, stone breaking, and landings often took a long time. The last unearthed temple was in dilapidated and dilapidated areas, with only 30 or 40 survivors.

As for those survivors, one of them counted. The eyes that looked at these practitioners were enthusiastic. Tang Xing had no doubt that as long as these guys expressed a little bit, the refugees underneath would dedicate everything.

Tang Xing suddenly understood why Waizhou didn't believe in gods, because the gods of Waizhou were all false. No matter how many sacrifices you offered, no matter how pious you were, miracles were just conjectures in the minds of individuals.

It's some kind of stalwart rumor without seeing the truth.

But Zhongzhou Shenting is different, these dog things are really coming!

For the victims who were buried under the snow how many feet deep, when they broke out of the darkness, these birdmen waving their wings and waving their wings could rise up and down the mountains when they broke out of the darkness. What are they not sacred?

Even the people in the central region, as long as they climb enough high mountains, they can see the faint outline of the gods, and the shrines and temples are located in the clouds like stars.

Is it really appropriate to just engage in such a big battle and put so much effort into it to circumvent a lie?

You must know that the descendants of the Holy Land are also ordinary people. Even when the spirit and will are united, they can understand the origin of the two divine wings, and there will be four wings behind them.

If you put it another way, you will die. Most of this team is composed of practitioners who are more than one spiritually and mentally.

To mobilize such a powerful team and let them walk in the poor mountains and bad waters, Tang Xing felt that even when the Longxi Alliance was in its heyday, he couldn't do such a thing.

It's not that you can't pull out such a configuration team, but even if you pull out such a team, people can't do the same thing as God's Court.

And looking at the other party's clear division of labor, it's obviously not the first time this kind of thing has been done.

"Brother, I don't understand!"

The more confused Tang Xing looked, he finally decided to ask his elder brother for advice: "With so much manpower, just to save dozens of mountain people who may not be out of the mountain for a lifetime, even if it is to buy people's hearts, this method is too stupid. , Why does An Shenting do this?"

"Maybe because the divine view of things is different from that of mortals."

Tang Luo replied with a smile: "If these villagers died in a natural disaster today, they would only have killed dozens of mountain people. Knowing the world, knowing the people, let alone the impact on the vast Middle Continent, because people die, everything Eh, the variables no longer exist.

But now, because of the intervention of the gods, these mountain people who should have died have survived. Then, not only dozens of people will survive, but the infinite possibilities of the future, the descendants, and the endless. "

"I still don't understand."

After listening to Tang Luo's words, Tang Xing was not relieved, but became more entangled: "If you want to rule these people, with the power of the Holy Land of the Three Realms, why use this method of pretending to be a ghost?"

"The truth and the story, which one is easier for you to remember?"

Tang Luo did not answer immediately, but instead asked Tang Xing a question.

Although he didn’t know why his elder brother asked, Tang Xing still pondered. After careful searching, the stories he heard as a teenager are still vivid, but the truth from books and elders is not so clear. Even if he searched carefully, he could only obtain a few words, but he couldn't remember the cause and effect.

For a moment, Tang Xing was shocked and said: "I remember the story more than the truth!?"

"You are not alone. Most people love lies more than truth." Tang Luo said lightly: "So rumors and rumors spread faster than facts. The An's Divine Court is the ruler of Central Continent and controls hundreds of millions of people. Naturally, we have to choose. The fastest and most labor-saving way to preach."

Not to mention that in a civilization where communication tools are backward, even in a world where communication tools are extremely developed, lies are more circulated than truth, because people are born with more memory for exaggerated and distorted plots, and have little interest in difficult truths. .

People from other continents looked at the God's Court, and only felt that the Holy Land of the Three Realms was pretending to be a ghost, but only a few sober people could understand why they did it.

Because rules and laws have always been as effective and direct as myths, people are more willing to believe in the justice of God's arbitration than fairness and justice.

The Holy Land of the Three Realms just chose the preaching method that is most suitable for the world at the moment. When the people from outside the continent ridiculed them for pretending to be a ghost, perhaps Zhongzhou Shenting still feels that the holy land of the outside continent is a stupid donkey.

After all, pretending to be gods and ghosts is not difficult for practitioners to overflow into a wasteful holy place.

From here, we can also see how far-reaching and transcendent the vision of the holy master of Anjia, who claimed to be sacred after the Han family was destroyed.

Compared with Yuanzhou’s set of people like dragons, Xu’s children are not fighting swords every day, or on the way to fight swords. The An’s Divine Court obviously puts more power into their sacredness. Sex is deeply buried in the hearts of the people of Zhongzhou.

"Sorry!"

Suddenly, Tang Xing wailed: "They don't know yet!"

"Then you are not hurrying?"

Seeing Tang Xing finally reacted, Tang Luo laughed and said, "It's your team leader's failure to go late."

"It's not because of you that you have given them a good order to save the villagers. They don't know the details of the Central Continent God's Court. They will definitely go in!"

Having said this, Tang Xing suddenly realized something and asked angrily, "Did you mean it?"

"so rude."

"Snapped!"

Without seeing any movement, Tang Xing felt a sharp pain in his forehead, and he squatted down while holding his head, "hissing" with a cold breath.

"Many of the South Walls don't know it hurts if you don't hit them yourself."

Tang Luo said in a vague voice: "The greatest ability of a warrior is to tame the mind and want to correct the world with violence. This barrier is over, Fu Zuo is endless!"

People under the eaves, your fists are big!

Holding his forehead and taking a cold breath, Tang Xing recalled how invincible his brother was, rolled his eyes, stirred the spiritual power of his body, and swept towards Qianxi Village like a peng bird.

...

Qianxi Village

The clanging of gongs rang for the night, and the sleepy villagers walked to the well with their lights. They saw the village chief, Baili Luliang, with disheveled clothes and blood on his chest.

Standing behind the crying woman, and the child holding his mother Burgun who refused to let go, the villagers who had arrived here earlier had clearly understood what happened, which was filled with righteous indignation.

"The outsider really has no conscience, and he kindly took in and took in the misfortune. The man who mingled with the white sheep wolf attacked and killed the village head tonight. Fortunately, the village head tyrannically beat him away, otherwise Cui Niang's orphan and widow remain Yes, what can I do!"

The villagers are all xenophobics, especially in a small place like Qianxi Village. Regardless of the current situation, the villages are all familiar with their own families. When they heard that outsiders wanted to kill their village chief, they all started talking.

Some people say that people from outside the country have a dark heart, some say that Pei Mu was originally a thief, and it is also said that the two families who come back to attack and kill are all because of impermanence. In short, there is everything.

Seeing that the villagers were almost there, Baili Luliang threw the gong and pulled out a black scarf from his arms, and shouted in a loud voice: "Someone dressed in night clothes assaulted and killed Lao Tzu earlier, and Lao Tzu can see clearly. That’s Pei Mu. We are all kind people in Qianxi Village, and we will never allow a strongman who kills people to stay overnight. It’s just that the thief’s tricks are not small, and he also colludes with the impermanence of Baili. If it arouses the murderousness, I am afraid who I can’t ask for it. So those who are older and those who haven’t practiced don’t follow. The rest of the young and strong, with bows and long forks, will accompany Lao Tzu to drive the wicked out of Qianxi!"

"Follow the village chief, drive away the villain, follow the village chief, drive away the villain!"

A stranger who would kill with a mask in the middle of the night sounds terrifying.

So after a simple balance, the villagers raised their voices and joined the village chief.

On the other side, after the missed Pei Mu escaped from the village chief's house, he ran to the Shitan Village Temple without looking back.

The warrior fights life and death, and the victory is often only on the front line. Originally, the victory was on his side, but because of the yelling of Baili Luliang's young son, he was confused to kill.

The killing intent was chaotic, and his fist was weak. In addition, Baili Luliang concentrated on his survival. Not only did he escape the killing, but also started the battle. He actually fought Pei Mu in an intractable battle, knowing that killing another person is not a hundred tricks, so Pei Mu directly chose to escape and reported the news to several seniors.

Although he failed here, he still had great confidence in Tang Tianyu and the others. After all, both of them were well-known strong men in the inner courtyard, and it was not easy to win a weak temple.

Although there are two major causes of disaster in Qianxi Village, it is still in the deceptive temple to take care of this person. The village chief has some methods to concoct it, not necessarily to kill.

Pei Mu, who was walking in the snow, kept making excuses for herself, and soon rushed to the outside of the village temple, and heard the intertwined sounds of fine iron inside.

"You haven't finished the fight yet? Just to go in to help!"

Thinking like this in his heart, Pei Mu walked faster, and when he got closer, he was shocked.

It was neither Tang Tianyu nor Tang Nianfan who was fighting against the old temple, but Yang Fan, the big brother who said he would not participate.

I saw him holding an iron sword, turning his arms like a green front like a starry sky, and his sharp sword spirit went straight to Old Miaozhu to greet him, but he was blocked by two ugly arms, which actually caused it. The damage is limited.

On the other hand, Lao Miaozhu, although he was afraid of Yang Fan's sword power and defended more than offensively, as long as Yang Fan's sword power slowed down, he would keep on top. Although it was a defense, he firmly grasped the opportunity to turn offense to defense.

Fortunately, this person's pace is not strong, and Yang Fan is able to cope with it. At least from the current situation, there should be no danger in a short time.

But where did Tang Nianfan and Tang Tianyu go. With the light of the moonlight clashing with the two in the village temple, Pei Mu began to look for the other two brothers. After some searching, he finally reached the outermost edge of the fight between the two. Two brothers who were seriously injured.

Tang Nianfan broke his arms and threw it under a certain beam like a rag bag. Liang Zhu had a dent like a huge wooden impact. At this time, he was unconscious, life and death unknown.

Tang Tianyu was not much better either. He fainted in the corner, the stainless steel long sword in his hand was bent by some kind of huge force and hit the ground comically, his chest and back were covered with dust.

"How could this be?"

The terrified Pei Mu couldn't take much care of it. He sneaked in and wanted to remove the two juniors from the battlefield first, but when he was about to approach, he heard the senior yelling: "Junior, be careful!"

　Thanks to the boss of Fengye Haopiaoxu for his love, and I wish the boss a wealthy, good health, family harmony, and good parents~

　　

　

(End of this chapter)