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Volume 1, Chapter 261: Taboo appears, the ancestor of the empire dies

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    "Are you in trouble?" Chao Xiaoyu led the donkey up.

    Chen Jiu walked up with a gloomy expression: "It's not an ordinary trouble, it's a big trouble. I don't know how that old dog, the Grand Master, persuaded His Majesty to actually want to attack me."

    "It's not your style to just sit and wait for death." Chao Xiaoyu stroked his hair to one side.

    Chen Jiu shook his head. After acquiring the magic of great cause and effect, Chen Jiu became more and more clear about cause and effect: "I don't need to take action. Someone has already started plotting against the court. We just need to wait and take back our interests at the critical moment."

    After finishing speaking, Chen Jiu walked towards the distant city without hesitation.

    It¡¯s autumn, it¡¯s really autumn.

    Autumn is originally a happy season, because in autumn you can harvest food, and in autumn you can see the fruitful fruits.

    But there is no joy at all in this autumn, and people¡¯s faces are full of sorrow.

    Last year, with the help of that kind man, everyone got through it. I thought this year would be better, but who knew that a sudden and inexplicable rainstorm swept the entire dynasty a few days ago, and all the crops rotted in the ground.

    There were four howls in a moment.

    The court¡¯s tax revenue has not been reduced at all. I heard that the good man who donated money to everyone last year was wanted by the court, and his family was ruined. Seeing the fate of such a good man, who would help these victims?

    The rebellion in Chaozhou became more and more intense. Countless refugees came from all directions to join in the robbery and rebellion business.

    This is a battlefield filled with flesh and blood. Fang Xiandao drove a group of refugees without any force to die.  It is said that the imperial army's killing hands were soft.

    The city walls were soaked with blood, and countless crows tried to grab food, but were shot to death by the refugees with one arrow and then ate the meat.

    Although crow meat is not delicious, for refugees who have not had meat for months or even years, this is the ultimate delicacy.

    From the beginning of autumn to the cold winter, Fang Xiandao once again captured a city. During this period, half a million civilians were killed or injured. This winter was extremely cold.  Countless refugees froze to death.  Then they were collected by Fang Xiandao monks and piled together. According to legend, the corpses were piled as high as several mountains.

    The grievances of the refugees are increasing, and even the golden dragon of the imperial court has become sluggish.  can be seen clearly.  Countless skeletons bite the golden dragon tightly.  Constantly sucking in dragon energy.

    Looking at the mountains of corpses, the middle-aged man from Fang Xiandao, General Chaozhou Town, had no expression on his face.

    "Were you responsible for the heavy rain in autumn?" the general of the town said.  Hoarseness.

    "If you don't stand firm, how can you achieve great things without killing people? If the people don't die, the court will not die, and that old goblin won't die. Once the court takes its hand, we will be the ones who die." The monk of Fang Xiandao looked at  There was a mountain of corpses in front of him, with a look of fanaticism on his face.

    "The cold snap in winter is also a spell cast by you, aren't you afraid of the backlash?"

    "Haha, backlash, I used all my life to activate the spell. My life span of 17,000 years is gone. Once my 17,000 years life is gone, I still have three months to live. In these three months, I  I must curse that old guy to death, I want to pave the way for the descendants of Fang Xiandao." As he said this, the monk trembled.

    The general of the town was silent for a while, and after a while he said: "If you do this, your karma will definitely come back after you die, and you won't even have a chance to be reincarnated."

    "If you die, just die. You can't live forever now. You will die one day. It may be heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather. For the great cause of our immortal way, I am not afraid of death."

    Hearing this, the general of the town retreated and did not stand still until he was three miles away.

    I don¡¯t know when the sky changed color, and the gray clouds and mist drifted down with snowflakes.

    An old man in gray clothes appeared not far from the monk. This was the ancestor of the empire.

    "You asked me to come here for a decisive battle?" Although the ancestor's voice was not loud, it could be heard for more than ten miles.

    "You and I are fighting here today. If you win, our Fang Xiandao will disappear completely and return to your state capital. If I win, your dynasty will change its owner." The face of the monk of Fang Xiandao was flushed, which was obviously abnormal.

    The ancestor of the empire looked at the corpses piled up into several mountains in the distance, and sighed slowly: "You interfered with the movement of heaven and earth twice, just to disrupt the order of heaven and earth and force the refugees to rebel. Now that you have killed so many people, you have not  What do you want to say?"

    ¡°Hahaha, it¡¯s already done anyway, I¡¯m not going to die soon, I just ask you whether you agree or not.¡±

    "Do you think you have any hope of victory?" the imperial ancestor asked.

    Fang Xiandao monk was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Since I asked you to come here, I am sure of it."

    ? ?"The vitality in your body is exhausted, and your life is not long. I can't see how sure you are." The imperial ancestor looked at the monk with a mocking look on his face.

    "Oh, I miss this world so much. I'm afraid of dying when I'm about to die. I haven't lived enough yet." Monk Fang Xiandao looked at the sky with a look of nostalgia in his eyes.

    "Give you a chance to take action." The imperial ancestor put his hands on his back and was full of arrogance. He had this confidence when facing the monks who had entered the Taoist realm, especially the monks who were already broken.

    "Then I won't be polite." Monk Fang Xiandao put away his fascination, his eyes were firm, and he knelt on the ground, offering sacrifices to the endless beings in the sky.

    The wind and clouds in the sky changed color, and a vicissitudes of ancient atmosphere filled the area for more than ten miles.

    A mocking look flashed in the eyes of the ancestor of the empire: "I knew your plan when I saw the body behind you. It's just a magic. Do you really think that magic can kill me? In the face of absolute strength, all  Conspiracies and schemes are all paper tigers. I want you to die convinced and desperate. I want you to know that all your efforts have been in vain."

    The ancestor of the empire has been practicing for so many years and is an old fox. How could he be deceived by such things? As for the sacrificial technique, although he has heard of it, he will never believe that such evil methods exist in the world. If there is,  He should have heard of it long ago in his lifetime.

    "Hahaha, you are so confident." The monk of Fang Xiandao laughed wildly. He could already feel the essence of his body slowly passing away. He saw the projection of the altar in distant time and space. Sacrifice not only required sacrifices, but also  Sacrifice your own life force. The greater your request, the more life force you need.

    "Be loyal to Fang Xiandao. It is not a pity to die, and it is not a pity to lose one's soul." After saying this, the life force of the Fang Xiandao monk was completely drained, and his body was reduced to ashes, leaving only a ball of soul.

    The soul turned around at the last moment, looked at the general of the town, looked at the ancestor of the empire, and laughed. The words echoed repeatedly in the sky: "Be loyal, die without regrets, and have no regrets even if your soul is gone."

    Endless karma descended and swarmed towards the monk's soul. At the same time as the karma arrived, the altar took the lead in draining the essence of his soul.

    For the great cause, the monks of Fang Xiandao slaughtered all living beings and committed boundless karma. Countless living beings died unknown, and millions of human beings were buried in corpses. Was he wrong?  .

    Maybe, in the eyes of some people, he is right, and in his own eyes, all the efforts are worth it.

    But in the eyes of innocent sentient beings, he is a devil, an out-and-out big devil.

    For some reason, the last look of the Fang Xiandao monk was firmly imprinted in the heart of General Zhenfu, and he could not get rid of it.

    In the past, he despised the monk Fang Xiandao, and even had a bit of disgust, but at this time, he could no longer dislike him. This was a warrior who dedicated his life for his own ideals and his own wishes.

    Millions of corpses were devoured, and a bloody figure crossed endless time and space and descended into the world.

    Feeling the earth-shaking momentum that overwhelmed all living beings, the ancestor of the empire finally felt that something was wrong.

    At the same time, all the monks above the level of supernatural powers in the Forbidden Sea felt the aura that had been suppressing for eternity, and their souls were trembling.

    The bloody figure looked slightly unreal, looking at the ancestor across from him with no expression, as if he had no intelligence, only instinct.

    With a wave of his hand and a finger pointing out, the space was blocked, time and space solidified, and thunder roared in the sky.

    Without a trace of fireworks, the ancestors of the empire were completely wiped out by this bloody shadow. Feeling the thunder and punishment roaring in the sky, the bloody figure seemed to have remembered something: "Eternal hurried, in the blink of an eye, I will be back."  .

    After finishing speaking, a palm split the thunder punishment in the sky and disappeared into the long river of history.  (To be continued)
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