But nothing happened. Sava stood on a deserted stone platform, holding an ugly yellow cloth on his head, with two equally ugly words written on it. Everything seemed absurd, funny, and ridiculous. But what Sava did next made everyone who saw him unable to laugh. The boy is thin, but he still has some friends. A world as lonely as snow, boundless despair, standing together on the edge of the cliff waiting for their fate, can always make a group of boys who are about to turn twelve years old form a friendship that transcends life and death. Even if a boy is poor, he will still have a vague feeling of love. In such a bleak world, in such a messy playground, there is always a girl who reserves her beauty for that one person. So soon, a dozen boys and a few girls saw Sava's ridiculousness, and rushed into the field at the risk of being shot to death by random crossbow arrows, preparing to pull him away and attack a hole they deliberately dug out. Escape to the safety of the earth cave. Then, they and they all died. The two pale red letters on the yellow cloth wrote the purest and deepest desire in Sava's heart. Just like the desert nomads worship the rain god, the grassland herdsmen fear the snow god, and the seaside fishermen fear the wind god, the simple word "peace" is the biggest devil in Sava's heart. He wants to leave this world, taking his mother, his sister, his friends, the one he likes, and the children in the valley who will suffer the same fate with him. Go to a paradise, a world of equality, a world with only fertile farmland and golden wheat fields. There, he can sleep quietly, he can stand on the roof and sing casually, he can dig a well for his mother, he can choose a handsome brother-in-law for his sister, and he can wander in the fields with his friends. , he can do everything he can for her. So Sava listened to the words of the elves in Huangbri and made a decision with his determination and purity, that is, to hand over all his bonds to the elves for preservation, so that they can be reborn in the world of elves, while he stayed in This dirty world helps the elves to create the world represented by those two words. Taiping Heavenly Kingdom. So, they and they are all dead. ???¡ª¡ª Chen Guanshui let out a long sigh. He could have saved them and them. But looking at the expression on Sava's face when he killed someone in the Dharma Mirror, the sincerity and determination, and the killing after the hug, Chen Guanshui understood. Savar was the person Lin Yuxi was looking for in Bodhisattva City. It is not the Sasu family who is willing to fall into the world and prepares to turn into the mud under the wheel that still carries the fragrance, nor is it the Sa Yuting who is ready to transform into a demon and carry the world with her body, but this land and the rules of this land The demon species that was born naturally, Sava. The door of demons arises from the dust, and in the dust there is great grief, great suffering, great liberation, as well as great life and death. Therefore, the Demon Sect loves the world the most, and also likes to create chaos in the world, tearing apart a world of chaos at will, using the natural desires of superiors to evolve into cruelty, and forcing out that kind of refined despair and determination. Only when you are the most dusty and childish can you become pure and pure and gain that kind of devilish heart. Just like Sava now, killing is already a kind of justice. Therefore, Yuan Xuzi in front of him was waving his hands and singing happily, Liang Buhuo clenched his fists and was extremely angry, but Chen Guanshui was meaningless. Since Sava has taken the first step, he is already dead now. His soul had already become the soul of the yellow scarf when he wrote the word "Taiping", and now what controls his body is just that purified obsession. Only when all the injustices in the world are truly leveled and a harmonious world is created can he transform into heaven and earth and achieve the path of the Yellow Turban. That piece of yellow scarf and the two characters called "Taiping" are most likely the Huang Tianqi, the relic of the ancient Demon Sect's Taiping Road. Knowing what Taipingdao has done, it destroyed eighteen great surnames in ancient times and was hunted by the great surnames for ninety thousand years. It is the only one in the world who has survived to this day and the first person outside the great surnames to come to the door. Chen Guanshui only Can watch. But just because you¡¯re watching doesn¡¯t mean you don¡¯t have an opinion. So Chen Guanshui waited for Savoy to turn the entire valley into a blank space, swallowing everything he loved, hated, liked, hated, wanted, and rejected into that piece of land. The Yellow Turban cut off all the bonds, and then took action when he pursued the only remaining and most important bond - his mother Sasu. Chen Guanshui waved his sleeves and threw a golden lotus towards the sky. The lotus flower is in full bloom, with thirty-two golden lotus petals cascading and undulating, and the purple lotus pod is full of charm. In an instant, it turned into a golden light, cut through the sky, and landed one step ahead of the checkpoint where the Sasu clan was. The lotus flower turned around, and among themThe petals flashed suddenly, swallowed everyone there, and then flew back. At the same moment, more than three hundred miles away, "Sava" noticed it and became furious. Sa Yuting was accidentally swallowed earlier, which was beyond the acceptable range of "Sava". Now the disappearance of Sasu's family may leave a larger gap in Sava's soul, which cannot be perfected or remain pure. So at that moment, "Sava" lowered his body violently, raised his head suddenly and roared to the sky. In the same instant, the yellow scarf on "Sava's" head spread out like a cloak, like bat wings spread out, taking "him" to fly quickly towards the Bodhisattva City. Like a sharp knife, it cuts through butter and draws a straight line. Everything on the ground on the line, whether it is people, animals, trees, houses, or even the dome above the cultivation manor, is all easily drawn. open. Along the way, there were always people who wanted to die flying into the sky, ready to stop "him", but soon no one dared to do so anymore. A total of three hundred and eighty miles away, it only took one and a half sticks of incense, and nine cultivators who were above the sixth level of Qi refining and could control the flight of magic weapons were torn into pieces in the air and turned into red by the wind. Xia. "It's a pity that "he" died just as quickly despite being so rampant. When "he" finally rushed to the top of Bodhisattva City, he saw clearly that there was an extra tree on the city wall from the blank space just a moment ago, and there were three people sitting under the tree. So, "he" is dead. Yuan Xuzi easily picked it off Sava's head. As soon as it was picked off, Sava's body turned into dust. Then the yellow scarf transformed into dozens of forms and dozens of weapons in Yuan Xuzi's hands, but it still had to be surrendered, taken out and just condensed into a core. A core that was as crystal clear as a pearl shone with a light that did not belong to this world. It was so pure that people were intoxicated, but Yuan Xuzi gently pinched it at his fingertips. The next moment, the pearl was thrown to Liang Buhuo. Yuan Xuzi asked: "I saw you just now, did you have something to say?"