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Text Chapter 201: I Hold the Sky with My Hands (3)

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    Since Liang Buhuo had also read Liang Xiao's "The Theory of Heavenly Evolution", Chen Guanshui did not continue.  By this time, the commotion outside the city had been put out.  After Sai Yuting disappeared and Savar was killed, the two cultivation families of Pan and Tang immediately mobilized the warriors stationed around the valley and the monks in the city, and easily suppressed the unrest in the valley.  It only took three hundred elite warriors, each team of ten to block all intersections around the valley.  There were only twelve Qi Refining monks, forming a very tight net.  There were only two foundation-building monks who commanded to kill everyone in the valley, except Yang Weishan who was hiding in the academy and the girls who were forced to stay in the academy by Yang Weishan.  Three hundred and fourteen people faced 33,165 civilians in the valley.  One to a hundred, but no one was lost, and no one escaped alive.  Three hundred warriors formed a scattered circle, wearing rune armor, running around on the land at a speed that was more than three times faster than that of a fierce horse.  A direct collision with the body can knock open a thin iron house, break up a battle formation of hundreds of people, smash the antler wooden forts erected, and kill those who block the road.  With little use of a knife, the warrior wearing rune armor, who was as tall as two adult men, could kill many people by just wielding a long iron chain.  However, the power of the twelve serial crossbows could not penetrate the protection of the rune armor, let alone those swords.  Therefore, the warriors ran rampant in the wilderness like tigers, leaving a trail of bitten hares behind them.  Twelve Qi-refining monks rushed towards the white house on the top of the valley mountain from twelve points, regardless of it.  Like a peerless master of hidden weapons, the rain of iron beads was thrown out casually, rushing straight into all suspected places within a few hundred steps, tearing apart everything there.  If there is resistance, switch to a throwing knife.  If there is still resistance, smash it with a boulder.  They rushed to the white house in the center of the circle, then suddenly turned around and rushed out. Countless sparks flew out from their hands, igniting everything that could be ignited. Those who avoided were burned out, and then they were chased and killed like fox hunting.  .  Pan sent a very young female foundation-building cultivator to float in the air, facing the foundation-building cultivator from the Tang family opposite.  The two people did not take action, but each controlled the round mirror magic weapon in their hands. As the center to communicate with the warriors and monks of the two families, they stood on the overall situation to find the gaps and mobilized manpower to extinguish all resistance.  In less than an hour, the valley turned into a deserted city.  Chen Guanshui turned around again and asked Liang Buhuo: "Brother Buhuo, the gap in combat power between monks and mortals is like this. An elite warrior can massacre a village, a Qi-refining monk can run rampant without death, and a foundation-builder can  The monks can suppress hundreds of thousands of mortals and become kings and ancestors. Going up further, the golden elixir monks can no longer be regarded as the same kind as the mortals. When they reach the top, the five Taoist ancestors use this world as a chess game.  Become ashes. Even if you have those grievances in your heart, what's the use?" Chen Guanshui's tone was very gentle, but it was like ice water, soaking through Liang Buhuo's heart.  How could Liang Buhuo not know?  You must know that he himself once occupied a small town when he was young, claiming to be the guardian of that place, enforcing the laws he made, and executing many mortals who opposed him.  He even enjoyed the offerings of those mortals, lived in the most quiet and elegant Taoist temple, ate the most exquisite and delicate food, tasted the best wine, surrounded by the most beautiful young girls, and the strongest warriors kneeling in front of the door.  .  And what he wants to do is not to protect them, but to get angry and massacre the town without hesitation.  When I experienced thirty years of dust and finally found out the deepest fear in the hearts of the townspeople in the arms of that woman, I felt desolate.  It was desolation that allowed me to break through the confusion in my heart, step out of the worldly web of desire, build a foundation in one step, and then reach my current level of cultivation.  But the world in front of us is always too dirty.  Liang Buhuo stood on the edge of the city wall, watching the Bodhisattva City, which had lost its peace since the Great Rebellion, being disturbed one after another, until all the monks gathered outside the illusion barrier drawn by Yuan Xuzi, and knelt down respectfully.  The ground is what strengthens the determination.  Therefore, Liang Buhuo paid a great gift to Yuan Xuzi with great care, and sincerely requested: "Grandmaster, since Baiyun Temple has designated this area to the north as its jurisdiction, it will definitely eradicate the original sects and families and re-divide the vassals."  Belonging. Buhuo is not talented. I would like to ask for orders to serve as a vanguard and lead the way to handle this matter for the ancestor. " Then he paused and hesitated for a long time before continuing.  But this time when he spoke, he knelt down with great care and asked seriously: "Buhuo once argued with senior brother Guanshui. Senior brother Guanshui once said?Although Baiyun Temple is a demon sect, it has internal demons and external Confucianism. It uses Confucian rituals to delineate the world.  The essence of Confucianism is that all living beings are equal.  Don't be confused and bold, and want to use the power of the ancestor to find a way out and an ending for the mortals in this world.  Burn down the barriers, eradicate lawlessness, establish a feudal country, divide the lines, and lay a foundation for Baiyun Temple.  ¡± ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Chunyu Fashi knelt on the green bricks of the city wall, respectfully pressed his forehead against the cold bricks, not daring to move at all.  Those foundation-building monks, those Qi-refining monks, those mortal warriors, and those army soldiers behind him were even more unbearable. After "Sava" transformed into a demon and fought straight towards the Bodhisattva City, he was swallowed by a void and emerged from the void.  A huge coercion fell overwhelmingly, covering the whole city and suppressing everyone. At that moment, all the cultivators clearly saw a cyan finger stretching out from the void and gently touching their foreheads.  A click, but it left a scar that went straight into the deepest part of the sea of ??consciousness. When I walked out of the house, I saw all the mortals stopped all their movements, turned into puppets, and knelt on the ground respectfully. The whole city instantly lost everything.  The voice. Then following the guidance in my heart, I walked up to the city step by step. Although I saw only the void, there was endless fear forcing, suppressing, and twisting myself, so that I had to fearfully follow the steps of those in front of me.  Having already done this, he knelt on the ground respectfully, waiting for the judgment of the superior in the void. The monks in Bodhisattva City only thought it was a passing Nascent Soul monk.  Under the jurisdiction of Baiyun Temple, there is another person who has just been killed by Luofu. It is a place of right and wrong. There are many high-level monks who want to get something out of the chaos. Maybe it's a rest, maybe a certain Nascent Soul monk.  What intentions, whether they are waiting for friends or enemies here, are hidden in the illusion of void in front of them. The power that overwhelms the whole city goes straight into the scars in their own hearts, making all the monks have to hang down.  A very proud head, with a white neck exposed, waiting for fate. At this moment, Chunyu Fashi felt a turbulence of spiritual energy around her, and then heard a young man speaking very softly, words that chilled her to the bone.  Brother, why not let the Patriarch use the golden elixir monk's Dharma form as the skeleton, fuse it with the monks outside, and then use the flesh and blood of this city to make a 'Langxie Mysterious Vajra War Warrior'.  What do you think of it?  " The words were soft and could judge life and death. There was even a hand sliding slowly back along his neck until it landed on his buttocks, patting him gently. But Chunyu Fashi had lost all his strength.  Because she discovered that the person sitting in the illusion was not the strange Nascent Soul Lord she had just thought, but a person as powerful as the Patriarch. Her life and death was no longer in her hands.
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