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Chapter 444: Another kind of moral struggle

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    "Everyone, dust returns to ashes, dust returns to earth, each is content with his destiny. Let's all disperse" Meow Nine Treasures has a solemn appearance and a gentle voice, which is actually full of stability and gentleness and can soothe the injustice in the world.

    Dang ~ Jin Zhong was shocked, and the last bell fell. At this moment, Meow Jiu seemed to be a Tao. He had light on his body, light but not shining, and the same dust as light.

    The small town is still a mountain of corpses and a sea of ??corpses. The corpses maintain the same posture as when they were alive. Now they are less desperate and ferocious, and more relieved. The world is a little more peaceful, and the city has become empty.

    On the other side, the battlefield also came to an end. The cultivators of Taixuan Sect were reduced to flying ashes, and several elders of the Self Realm also suffered from the combined attacks of several saint-level geniuses.

    To the younger generation present, the lives of these mortals are just a passing stream, as short as a ephemera, not to mention those monks with more advanced cultivation.

    But the tragedy of tens of thousands of people made the blood of these young people boil with rage and anger. Now they feel relaxed and can vent their frustrations.

    They saw the changes in the small town in front of their eyes, and the dead air disappeared in the sound of the bells.

    "Huh~" Miao Jiu let out a breath of turbid air and stood up. The brilliance on his body disappeared, and the golden bell submerged into his body, looking quite sacred.

    Miaojiu's heart was moved. In the bell, the plaque was always emitting a halo. The four ancient characters of Mahavatha Tathagata were like the seal of Buddhism, and the faint voice of Buddha came from it.

    That is the real sutra that saves people. Unfortunately, it is just the residual voice of the ancient Buddha and cannot be understood at all. Because the time is too long, even if there is a complete sutra, it is difficult to find out from the time.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Miaojiu gathered a small bell and suspended it on the wooden box. If it can alleviate a little of the suffering of the sentient beings inside, then it will be relieved.

    "Fellow Taoist Daoju great kindness." The Holy Son of Taiqing's sword was not stained by blood, his body was not stained by dust, and his expression was calm. He flew towards Miao Jiu. He stared at the corpses in the city and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

    "That's all I can do." Meow Jiu sighed, not loudly, but rather moved. In the blur and illusion, he heard thanks and laughter of relief.

    What are you thanking for?  Am I ringing the bell for them to let them go home, or is it because my enemy was killed?

    "What they want most is to live!" Finally, Miao Jiu sighed, if there was no catastrophe, this world would be full of life, and ordinary people would live as before.

    Seeing that Miao Jiu was in a low mood, Holy Son Taiqing couldn't help but persuade him: "Fellow Daoju, that's all we can do. Who can figure out life and death?"

    "I know." Miao Jiu said, but he was still a little depressed. It is no exaggeration to say that he had seen too many deaths during his practice in Jiufeng. That was the practice in the human world.

    ???????????????? Under the Supreme Road, countless corpses are lying in the ground, among the immortal clan, there are wronged souls howling for eternity

    But these ordinary people still moved him deeply.

    Life and death have been difficult to decipher since ancient times.

    This is an unsolvable situation. Neither ancient emperors nor emperors can reverse life and death. Otherwise, why would there be such a vague theory of reincarnation?

    "If they have hatred, vent their hatred for them!" Holy Son Dayu stepped forward. He was different from Holy Son Taiqing. His armor was stained with blood, making him look extremely majestic.  "There is a type of person in the ordinary world who is a chivalrous person, who acts bravely when seeing justice, eliminates violence and brings peace to the good, and draws his sword to help when there is injustice on the road."

    It is not that there are no such passionate young monks in the world of cultivation, but several of the Holy Sons, the strongest heirs of great forces, are all rational people, but they all choose to take action.

    It¡¯s really hard to control the anger in my heart.

    Miaojiu nodded. Holy Son Dayu was right. He had encountered knights in the world in ordinary towns, and the internal power they cultivated was just superficial magic power.

    "All living beings will one day leave, return to their origin, and return to the Tao. Flowers bloom and fall again. The same branch blooms. Are the two flowers before and after the same flower?"

    The Holy Son of Heaven and Earth stands on the periphery, and there seems to be a piece of nature that is in harmony with him, but nature is somewhat unnatural, and his whole person is shining with a spiritual light, explaining the truth.

    "Every living thing is born towards death, so what about immortality? The emperors from ancient times have all turned into a handful of loess. Who can escape time?"

    He exudes a hazy Dao light and his eyes are clear and distant. Who is not entangled, but who can break through?

    Meow Jiu looked at the Holy Son of Heaven and Earth. He was also moved before and almost shed tears.

    Thunderbird and Wild Tiger looked at each other, feeling that Miao Jiu had turned a corner.

    "Fellow Taoist Daju, you don't have to be so entangled. The life and death of ordinary people in the city cannot be changed even if the ancient sages reappear. We have tried our best." The strongest descendant of the big force is also developing??.

    In the small town, these younger generations are discussing Taoism in a different way. This is a Taoist dispute, not a battle, but a controversy.

    Then, they used their own methods to bury the small town and let it return to dust.

    "Crack~!"

    Ming Qiu was flogged by Holy Son Dayu. He was reduced to ashes and was filled with grief and anger, but he had no choice but to cut Miaojiu into pieces with thousands of knives.

    He felt that it was because of the restrictions set by Miao Jiu that he was controlled by others and was whipped mercilessly.

    The Holy Son of Dayu was really ruthless and did not give him the face of a Holy Son. He placed him in the original position of Xiaocheng, but Xiaocheng was buried.

    "Be honest, if you don't have some effect, I will definitely kill you" Holy Son Dayu cursed, and kept slapping his face with his big hands like millstones.

    It was pumping, reversing, serial pumping, and his face was endless. Soon, Mingqiu turned into a big black head.

    "Ah, I'm going to kill you!" Ming Qiu hissed. When had he ever been treated like this? He was filled with grief and anger, and was horrifying, but his face was so swollen that his words were leaking.

    "Hmph." Holy Son Dayu ignored it and threw it into the furnace again. The three-color flames gave Ming Qiu an extraordinary experience.

    After a short period of absence, Miao Jiu had already returned to normal. She looked at the saints and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I didn't want to come back alive when I came to this world!"

    "Hahaha, what fellow Taoist Daoju said is really interesting!" Holy Son Dayu laughed, and all the saints also smiled in return. This Taoist dispute may be helpful to everyone's enlightenment in the future.

    They continued to move forward, heading towards the source, but at this time, there were several more people in the team, all of whom were the strongest descendants of the big force.

    "Before the crisis of Taixuanmen came, they came to this city. If the gods stood in the clouds and watched tens of thousands of people die there is hatred in this ancient city. It is very likely that the disaster was caused by Taixuanmen." Several people  The most powerful heir to the big force revealed some secrets, which was close to the truth, making everyone angry.

    "Damn it!" Holy Son Dayu snorted coldly, as if a sun had merged into his body, extremely brilliant, and his aura soared into the sky.

    For monks, the creatures in the mortal world are very weak, and their lives are like grass. There are guardians in the mortal world. This is a constraint, a bond and a rule.

    If monks massacre mortals, those mortals will never have peace and their lives will be ruined.

    They were furious again, and then they sent a letter to their elders.

    On the plain, the Shinto elders from all the major forces had dark eyes, but they quickly disappeared and continued to talk happily and enthusiastically with several elders of Taixuan Sect.

    The Great Elder of Taixuan Sect has always felt uneasy, and he increasingly felt that the people in front of him were like old foxes, equally cunning and annoying.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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