After being dressed as the evil god

When the old Taoist saw this face, he just frowned, but his expression didn't change.He had already seen the ghostly aura in the woman. Ghosts often show people with terrifying faces, but the scary appearance is just an appearance. As long as his heart is not disturbed, then what is the difference between these appearances and spring flowers and autumn moons?Even if you can't keep your mind still, if you see more, you have nothing to be afraid of.

The young Taoist priest who was following the old Taoist did not have this concentration for the time being. He regained his breathing after a moment of stagnation, but the little Taoist boy who was carried in the basket behind him kept his head half down, and did not respond at all.

Yueniang laughed, her laughter was as clear and melodious as the silver bells in the empty valley, but the muscles on the skinless face wriggled after laughing seemed even more terrifying.

"What do you see of me?" She tilted her head and asked curiously.

The old man snorted coldly, and said to Marquis Wu: "I don't have time to play tricks like this with you. You wantonly killed your followers, and you have to give an explanation today!"

"Ah, I see. What you saw was my shameless appearance." Yueniang said softly, "You are all the same."

"Don't worry, Daoist. You have practiced for so long, you should be patient." She looked at the yellow paper handed out from the sleeve of the old Taoist, and bit out the three names written on the front, "Ding Wang, Liu Si, Han Sheng... They are all my brother's classmates, students of Shanji Academy, talented people who can read, read, and learn the truth, just like you, Taoist priest, you can learn many things..."

"But I can't. What I learn is different from yours. What I learn is netting and embroidery. My embroidery is very good. The best embroiderer in the Jinxiu workshop in the city can see it at a glance. She was impressed by my skills and accepted me as a student. She said that the things I embroidered had aura, and I was good at embroidering figures, especially beauties, with pink faces, peach cheeks, and affectionate eyes. I am good at embroidering, but the embroidery work My son doesn't teach reason."

While pouring the wine, Yue Niang spoke in a soft voice: "If the embroidery work is good, you will be welcomed. There are many orders for my embroidery work, including the order from Qinghong Pavilion. Qinghong Pavilion, about It’s not very clear, it’s a place where men like to go to have fun, where rouge, gouache, satin jewelry are used the most and most frequently, and naturally a lot of embroidery is used.”

"Few of these things are for personal use, and most of them are small items such as handkerchiefs and sachets, which are given to guests. How do men understand this? When they say they embroidered by themselves, most of the guests will believe it." Yes. Many students of Sanji Academy are also frequent visitors there..."

……

Shanji Academy.

Several students gathered together to talk about Han Liuding and Wu Houmiao.

"Are we going to visit them?" someone hesitated.

"Forget it, people like them... I don't want to go."

"But Master taught us to be benevolent and righteous, to have a good time, but to be seduced by souls and matched with ghost wives is just a joke, and Marquis Wu is too strict."

"That's what they recruited themselves. How can such arrogance not cause trouble?"

"Although the three of them are usually bad, they are not that far. Can you guarantee that you will never say a wrong joke in your life? It's just a wrong sentence."

"That's right...how about we go and see Han Sheng? Let's forget about what Liu Siding thinks of them."

Han Sheng and Liu Siding hoped that they were different. He was from a poor family, and he took the initiative to curry favor with others. He didn't bully others like Liu Sidingwang, but just mixed with those two.Although it was contemptible, following Liu Si Dingwang, the two of them occasionally gave him some benefits. It is understandable that Han Sheng's family is poor.

Several people finalized the matter, but Zhu Kangning suddenly noticed that Zhuang Hai was silent all the time, so he pulled him and said, "Zhuang Hai, haven't you always been on good terms with Han Sheng? Do you want to go together?"

Zhuang Hai's face was indifferent: "If I go, I can't solve the trouble, so I won't go."

"But..." Zhu Kangning was about to say something, but was suddenly interrupted.

A student walked down the corridor and asked, "Have you heard? They asked people from Xingfeng Temple to help. Now the Taoist priests from Xingfeng Temple have gone up the mountain, and all the people on the mountain have been cleared down the mountain!"

But Zhuang Hai, who was still indifferent before, suddenly changed his face, stood up and asked, "When did it happen?"

"Just now, those who came down from the mountain entered the city to bring the news."

Zhuang Hai left him, turned around and ran outside.

"Hey! Where are you going? It's time for class later!" Zhu Kangning called him from behind.

But Zhuang Hai didn't seem to hear him, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Zhu Kangning was about to chase, but was grabbed by Liu Jiangcheng: "Forget it."

"Why don't you forget it? He hasn't looked right these two days, haven't you noticed?" Zhu Kangning was in a hurry.

"Of course I can see it, but he doesn't want us to participate, so you don't participate." Liu Jiangcheng stopped him, looked in Zhuang Hai's direction, and murmured, "I always feel that I seem to have forgotten something. ..."

……

In Wuhou Temple, the story of Yueniang continues.

"Usually these finished small items are delivered by the boy, but that day is unlucky, the master sent me to deliver it first. I don't even have to go in, I will hand the things to the boy inside the door." That’s fine, girl. Then I’ll go back, it’s not in the Qinghong Pavilion, it’s an ordinary place, but it’s closer to the Qinghong Pavilion...” Yueniang’s voice became lower and slower, like Is out of my mind.

She left from there, and after walking not far, she met two men.

They were cursing and swearing, their bodies were covered in a sweet mixture of powder and alcohol, their eyes and noses were ugly red from drunkenness.

She lowered her head and walked away quickly, trying to stay away from them.But they grabbed her, yelled dirty, covered her mouth, threw her head against the wall, and dragged her into the alley...

"It was those two people first, and then another person came looking for them. I recognize that person." Yueniang's voice was sobbing slightly, "He is my brother's friend, he has met mine."

"He was probably looking for those two people to go back. He saw me, but the two people said don't disappoint, so he stopped talking."

"He recognized me, but he didn't say anything! He just looked at me like that!" Yueniang's voice gradually became shrill.

"He didn't say anything!"

……

Zhuang Hai kept running, he ran too fast, his chest hurt like it was about to explode, and the palate oozes a salty smell of blood, but he didn't stop.

He wasn't going to the Wuhou Temple on Huqiu Mountain, and it was useless for him to go there.He was going to find Han Sheng before the matter in Wuhou Temple was over.

He always remembered how Han Sheng found him that day, dragged him to a secluded place, and said those words to him.

"...By the time I got there, it was already late, and the incident had already happened. It's not good to make a fuss about it, or your sister will be ashamed to see people. They didn't mean it, they were just drunk, thinking they were from Qinghong Pavilion People, and then... After the two of them sobered up, I talked to them, and they were willing to make compensation."

"I know they're not authentic, but it's already like this, and no one will get any good if there is a disturbance, so it's better to just let it go, pretend it never happened, and it's good for everyone."

Zhuang Hai didn't listen to a word he said, he grabbed Han Sheng by the collar and shouted: "Where's Yueniang?"

"I sent her back to your house."

He punched Han Sheng in the face, turned around and ran back home.

……

"My brother is right. When this incident happened, their family is very powerful, so they can pay money to cover their crimes. Then they move to a city that no one knows. They can hide for a few years and they will be fine. Even if it spreads, it will only be young Frivolous, drunk for a while and made a mistake, it’s good to correct it now. Isn’t there a saying, ‘The prodigal son will never change his money’?”

"But after the trouble broke out, I was ruined. Everyone will know what happened to me, everyone will point fingers at me, and then I will lose face."

Yueniang's voice hovered low in the hall: "So I agreed. We took money from the two of them and treated it as if this never happened."

……

"Han Sheng!" Zhuang Hai slammed the door open and saw Han Sheng's startled face.

"Zhuang Hai...what's the matter with you here?" Han Sheng talked to him reluctantly.

Zhuang Hai's chest heaved violently, sweat soaked through the outermost layer of his clothes, but he fixed his eyes on Han Sheng: "Where are they, Liu Siding?"

Han Sheng frowned: "Zhuang Hai, isn't that already over? You've already taken all the money, what do you want to do now?"

"I asked you where are they now?!"

"What else do you want to make a fuss about? I'm not in the mood to talk to you about this right now. Don't you think it's too late to make a fuss after you've got the money? Now you're the one who's ugly when you make a fuss!" Han Sheng said bluntly.

He thinks he has nothing to do to Zhuang Hai, and it's not that he bullied Yueniang, he is worrying about Marquis Wu's matter now, how can he care about Zhuang Hai?What's more, if this incident broke out at the beginning, Liu Si Dingwang would indeed be in great trouble. Bullying the sisters of his classmates would ruin most of their future.But now that Zhuang Hai had already taken his money, there would be too much to say about this matter.If the litigator was more ruthless, he could have turned this matter into Zhuang Hai's greed for Liu Ding and his family's power, and he voluntarily sold his sister, and then he was not greedy enough and wanted to continue to blackmail people.

Zhuang Hai raised his hand and flicked his sleeves, revealing something, facing Han Sheng steadily.

"Crossbow? Where did you get this thing?!" Han Sheng lost his voice.

"Where are the two of them now?" Zhuang Hai stared at him, "Because of Wuhou's matter, the two of them must be together now, but it's impossible to be in Liu's and Ding's. They won't take you with them now, but you Must know where they are."

"Why is this?" Han Sheng stared at the sweat on his forehead, "We can discuss any conditions, but if you kill someone, you will be ruined."

"Yueniang is dead." Zhuang Hai said.

Han Sheng was in a daze, and looked at Zhuang Hai, meeting those calm and crazy eyes.

"Yueniang... how did she die? Didn't she want to leave?"

……

"How did you die?" The young Taoist finally couldn't help asking.

Since Yueniang decided to keep this matter private, she wanted to live a good life.Liu Ding's family paid the money, so there was no need to touch Yue Niang again.How did she become what she is now?

Yueniang raised her hand and touched her face, that hand was soft and dexterous, although it was bluish-white because of the ghost's body, it was not scary, on the contrary it was carved out of fine jade.But when it rested on that skinless face, it showed an indescribably eerie coldness.

"Because... suddenly one day, everyone knew about it." She rubbed her face slowly, "I heard that it was one of those two who told me to show off after being drunk."

……

"You just don't remember." Zhuang Hai looked at Han Sheng coldly.

Liu Si got drunk and showed off to the gang of cronies, saying that his sister was delicious, so if you don't believe me, ask Ding Wang.

That day when he was in school, everyone's eyes were secretive and strange.He didn't know what happened yet, it was Liu Jiangcheng who pulled him aside and told him in a low voice.

No one knew what Zhuang Hai was thinking at that time, he was bleeding from his palms, but he didn't have time to do anything.He ran to Wuhou Temple and knelt in the temple all night, begging Wuhou to erase the words that had been passed on.

The yin god in the county was busy all night, dreaming one by one to change people's memories.But in the middle of the night, when the sky was about to dawn, the incense he offered in front of him suddenly broke.

A yin god lay beside his ear and said softly, "Go home."

At that time, his mind was very confused, thinking that Marquis Wu repented, he knelt his head on the ground and was about to continue begging, but the second time he begged, he couldn't go on praying anymore.

The Yin God stopped him, he couldn't see it, but heard the Yin God's voice, the Yin God said to him, since Marquis Wu promised, he will definitely finish it, even if this matter is meaningless, it's the same, but It's time for him to go home now.

He heard something ominous from those words, and when he stumbled back home, he saw a pair of scissors stuck in Yueniang's chest.

……

"'Why does she still have the face to go out?' They probably said that at the time?" Yueniang's fingers slowly slid on the skinless face, "So after I die, I also have no face."

"But I don't understand a lot of things. You can't learn the truth when you learn embroidery, so I want to ask you, the students in the academy are learning the principles of life, and they all think I'm shameless Yes, you are learning the principles of heaven and earth..." Yueniang raised her eyes and stared at the old Taoist in front of her, "Are you also shameless when you look at me now?"

A skinless face was reflected in the eyes of the old Taoist, and he suddenly felt his hand was hot, and the yellow paper written with blood suddenly burned.

His heart trembled, Xingfeng Guan had vowed not to take the initiative to set foot in the place where Marquis Wu was, and this prayer written in blood by the disciples of Marquis Wu was the guarantee for them to stay here safely.

Before he had time to think about it, he raised his voice and said, "You committed suicide, how can it be blamed on those three people? Even if one life is for another, it shouldn't take the lives of three people! This matter is still unfair!"

The flames on the yellow paper gradually extinguished, leaving a small half of the paper. On the top of the yellow paper, only the blackened Han Sheng's name and half a T were left.

Yueniang suddenly withdrew her pouring hand, the sound of pouring stopped, and countless screams of resentment suddenly echoed in the hall.

"I have no face to face people, why do they still have the face to live in this world?!"

The old Taoist could not help but groan in pain. The young Taoist could not stand still and fell to the ground, covering his ears in pain.

This is not because of how powerful Yueniang is, but because of their vows.They were able to stand here because they accepted the prayers from the three of Han Liuding and wanted to seek justice from Marquis Wu for them.That being the case, standing here, they also inherited part of the cause and effect of Han Liuding and the others.The Yueniang's grievances were also aimed at them.

"Judgment of crimes requires a law!" The old Taoist insisted and shouted, "Hatred is boundless and boundless. If the victims are allowed to retaliate freely, the world will already be in chaos! This is not fair!"

Yueniang let out a sharp scream, and suddenly shot countless embroidery needles at the old man from her fingertips, but seeing that the old man pinched a spell, he blocked all the embroidery needles. .

when!

Marquis Wu slashed his sword, and the old man's sword was blocked on the blade. With his other hand, he pinched Yueniang's collar and pulled her back a few steps. He had already stuffed the wine pot in his hand at some point. In the arms of Yueniang.

"Okay, go back and warm a pot of wine for me." He raised his knife to block the light of the sword, but he didn't look at the old man. He turned to Yueniang, and his eyes reflected a gentle and beautiful face.

Moon Mother has retreated into the shadows.Her strength is just like that, she is not a seasoned opponent at all, but because she took advantage of the vow of karma, they suffered a bit.This is enough, and she can't do more.

Marquis Wu had already taken a sip from his flagon, turned his head to look at the old Taoist and smiled: "Are you here to seek justice for this kind of thing? It's normal, you have practiced for many years, and you have only cultivated one. No face."

The old man turned blue with anger.Normally, he would be too lazy to pay attention to Liu Si and his ilk, but now because of the old grievances with Marquis Wu, he has to stand here to seek justice for those three things.

"No matter what you say, injustice is injustice." The old Taoist said solemnly, "Heaven and earth have their own rules, and the world has its own laws, so you can't do anything wrong! Marquis Wu, if you don't know the mistakes and don't want to correct them, then don't blame me for being rude." !"

Marquis Wu sneered: "Back then you were no match for me, but now your practice may not have increased much, but your tone has grown a lot!"

After saying that, his eyes sharpened, and he raised his sword: "Within my jurisdiction, the law is determined by me!"

"I said, all the sins and sufferings here should be paid three times!"

"They should die!"

……

"I want them to pay with their lives." Zhuang Hai said.

"You have a good brain and a careful mind. Although they won't tell you where they are hiding, you must know." His voice was very soft, but every word seemed to hit Han Sheng's heart, "You tell Me, I won't kill you. Otherwise, I will kill you first, and then go to them."

He was serious, Han Sheng could tell that Zhuang Hai didn't care anymore, his eyes were crazy.

Han Sheng fell into an ice cave, so he reported an address.

Zhuang Hai lowered his arm, pulled the mechanism, and the arrow hit Han Sheng's left knee.

Han Sheng howled in pain, Zhuang Hai said: "Your leg is injured, you can't run very far, if I don't find anyone when I go, I will kill you when I come back!"

Han Sheng endured the pain and said, "That's right there, I didn't lie to you!"

Zhuang Hai turned around and left, leaving a sentence: "If they are all dead, this arrow will be considered as the end of the matter. I will not come to trouble you again, and there is no need to worry about Wuhou."

Han Sheng hugged his knees and groaned in pain. The crossbow arrows were so powerful that his legs might fall ill in the future.But amidst his remorse, he felt a little relaxed. If it was true what Zhuang Hai said, Marquis Wu would not come to take his life again, then it would be fine if he had a lame leg.Life is always more important than legs.

……

Wuhou Temple, inside the main hall.

The old Taoist had already fought with Marquis Wu, and the young Taoist priest assisted him. As for the basket containing the little Taoist boy, he had already thrown it out of the hall and landed on the small square.

During the catastrophe, the strength of almost all practitioners was suppressed. This was the case with Marquis Wu, and so was the case with the two Taoist priests, but Marquis Wu still had the power of resentment. Although he fought against two with one, he suppressed the two of them instead. .

The sword is green, the ghost is fierce, the old Taoist is defeated, and he narrowly avoided it. He was chopped off half of his hair, barely saw a gap, pulled the young Taoist back suddenly, went straight out of the hall, and came to the small square.

His hair fell down, and although he was in a mess, he smiled confidently on his face: "You really used the power of resentment."

Marquis Wu walked out of the hall with a calm expression: "It seems that you arranged that evil cultivator."

Although the method of refining other people's grievances for one's own use is remote, it is not so easy to obtain.Although Marquis Wu is in the body of a ghost, he didn't know this method at first.It was an evil cultivator who broke into his jurisdiction before, and he took down this evil cultivator, and only then did he obtain the method of refining evil energy for his own use, but it just solved his urgent need.

Without this method, not to mention now, the plague of locusts before could not be avoided.This method came at a coincidence, and there will be endless troubles. It's not that he didn't have no guesses about it, but under the general situation, even if he guessed it was a trap, he chose to jump into it.

The old man snorted coldly, and said sarcastically, "Using the power of resentment so arrogantly, even Sanshengzui can't make you fall asleep, how long can you hold on?"

During the catastrophe, there is no place nearby that can be as healthy as the area under the jurisdiction of Marquis Wu.Even in the land protected by their Xingfeng Temple, there have already been starvation.Marquis Wu can do this, but he probably used a lot of resentment spirits, and he also supported those resentment ghosts in the temple, and he did not manipulate and control the resentment ghosts like in the original evil method, so he must bear the corresponding bitter consequences .

The old man has a vicious vision. Although he doesn't know what method Wu Hou uses to maintain his current clarity, it must be a very heavy price.Just look at the wine pot that Marquis Wu is inseparable now. The wine is called Sanshengzui, which will make the drinker drunk for three years, and will not wake up from long dreams.But Marquis Wu now has to take a sip from time to time, but he is still awake. A cup of Sanshengzui can make the drinker dream for three years, and it can only numb and relieve the little pain he is bearing at this time.

In such a state, any more power of resentment that he uses may become the last straw that crushes him.

"It's okay to persist until we beat you out." Wu Hou said lightly, and slashed again.

The old man dodged in embarrassment, but the knife, which was as fast as a stream of light and heavy as a mountain, was retracted lightly after he dodged, without any excess strength spilling out.

The old man shrank his pupils. Even in the current situation, Wu Hou's control is still so subtle. He didn't exaggerate. With his situation, he can definitely last for a long time, but...

Marquis Wu slashed again, but the veteran stopped him with his sword formula: "What you owe will eventually be paid back!"

Wu Hou felt a sudden pain in his chest, and most of the force of resentment he had used suddenly turned back. He lowered his head to look at his chest, and saw a short wooden sword passing through his back, with the tip sticking out of his chest.

The little Taoist boy appeared behind him at some point, holding a wooden sword that looked like a child's toy in his hand, and it was passing through his chest.

Marquis Wu spewed out a ghostly breath, his figure scattered, and he gathered at the entrance of the main hall again, but this time his body suddenly became much darker, as if a lot of dust had fallen on him.

He looked at the little Daoist boy. The face of the little Daoist boy finally lifted up. It was the face of a child with round cheeks and baby fat, but those eyes... were not the eyes a child could have. .

"Long time no see." He said to Marquis Wu.

"You..." Marquis Wu said in surprise.

"You don't remember me?" Xiao Daotong smiled, "Yes, I have changed my skin now. After all, the original one has been pierced through the heart by you."

"You are not the only practitioner in this world who can reincarnate."

Marquis Wu stared at the little Taoist boy closely.He can probably guess that when he just died, when he planted the plague to seize the belief in this place, he fought with Xingfeng Temple and killed many people in Xingfeng Temple during the process. This little Taoist boy is probably the reincarnation of one of them .But what surprised him was why Xiaodaotong's sword just now could directly set off the backlash of the power of resentment he had cultivated?

Because of the power of upholding the precepts, no matter whether those ghosts are willing or not, as long as he can triple the suffering of all the evil spirits, the power of those evil spirits can be used by him.For this reason, he endured three times the bitterness and hatred of the resentful ghosts in the apse day and night. Before Lichi, those sufferings had accumulated to the point that he had to drink Sanshengzui frequently to relieve them.

The Taoist priest from Xingfeng Temple came to trouble him, but he was carrying a burdensome little Taoist boy on his back. It wasn't that he was not vigilant, but he still fell into the net.

If it wasn't for the previous song by Li Chi, this Xiaodao boy's sword would be enough to shatter his ghost body.He could feel that Xiao Daotong's sword almost lured the resentful ghosts who were pressed under the apse to bite back together, but because they were soothed by the sound of the piano before, they were not drawn out.Those resentful ghosts all died because of him, and all the grievances came directly at him. If they retaliated, it would not be surprising to tear his cultivation level apart.

Marquis Wu suppressed this thought and focused on Daotong in front of him.

It is true that he owes those resentful ghosts, but if there is no closely connected cause and effect, how can this Taoist boy provoke his backlash with a sword?It has been hundreds of years since he spread the plague, and all the souls who are still unwilling to be reconciled after death are all in his temple. Where does such a close cause and effect come from among the living?

Xiao Daotong looked at him coldly and resentfully: "My father died in the plague you spread, leaving behind my mother who was still pregnant with a posthumous child. Because of the grief of her husband's death, she also died of dystocia. Both my parents died because of you. Before I was ten years old, I wandered and begged until I was awakened in my previous life and returned to Xingfeng Temple. I forcibly stagnated at this age, and did not really leave home to die. Years of karma, today should be the time for me to end this karma!"

His voice became louder and louder, until every word was almost like a beating drum. Inspired by this sound, the grievances accumulated in Wu Hou's body once again turned into a backlash, almost breaking through the restrictions of the precepts.

In the apse, the resentful ghosts underground who were originally calmed down by the sound of the piano came to life one by one, and a terrible resentment arose.

Li Chi was sitting on the table with a qin on his knees, but wine in his hand.Just one song was enough for him to calm down these grieving ghosts again, but he didn't take any action.

Yueniang quietly appeared from the shadows, standing beside Lichi, her eyes pleading.

Li Chi raised his glass and turned to look at Yueniang. What he saw was a gentle and beautiful girl, and in the shadow behind this girl, there were many grieving ghosts. They were all kept in the temple by Marquis Wu. The resentful ghosts offered for offerings are just that their resentment is not directed at Marquis Wu.Marquis Wu avenged them so that they could repay them three times. In their view, Marquis Wu was the god they were grateful for.

Yueniang poured wine for him, her pleading eyes became more serious.

Li Chi still had no intention of plucking the strings: "Blood is a very interesting causal connection. You are all from this city, and maybe you are also the descendants of the ghost of this Highness. Since Daotong used blood karma to attract grievances, you can also do this." Come to settle the grievances. Go and tell them what the city is like now, and how Marquis Wu protected this place."

Yueniang put down the jug, bowed to Lichi, disappeared into the ground, and so did the other grieving ghosts behind her.Under this hall, the grieving ghosts who died of the plague and fire gradually calmed down.

But since there are those who know the current situation and are willing to let go of their hatred temporarily, there are also those who are unwilling to take revenge so necessary.Many resentful ghosts rushed out of the ground and screamed at Marquis Wu in front of the temple.

Li Chi didn't stop these resentful ghosts, but just drank from the wine glass and muttered: "I don't know if Sanshengzui can be a drunkard..."

In front of the Wuhou Temple, countless resentful ghosts rushed towards Wuhou, while the Taoist priests of Xingfeng Temple stared at him.

As long as Marquis Wu shows his flaws, they will definitely send out a thunderous blow.

But Wu Hou smashed the jug in his hand, and the wine mist poured out. Those grieving ghosts who rushed into the wine mist fell drunk one by one, fell to the ground, and submerged in the ground again in a blink of an eye.

Naturally, Sanshengzui cannot drunk ghosts, but only living things, but the Sanshengzui in Wu Hou's hand was specially prepared by him, otherwise he is also a ghost body, how can Sanshengzui relieve his pain? ?

Xiao Daotong was stunned by this turn of events, and laughed angrily: "Marquis Wu has good means, but even if you get rid of these grieving ghosts, you will never escape! I am your karmic doom! With this body, I must do it today. cut you off!"

Marquis Wu coughed, and coughed away a lot of ghost energy due to Xiao Daotong's sword injury.

He held the knife across his chest, and said indifferently: "Your Excellency, please."

Today is his catastrophe, it is possible to pass it too much, even if the body dies and the dao disappears, there is nothing to say.He had already prepared for this in his heart.

His catastrophe was not due to the snare laid by Xingfeng Temple today.As early as when he captured that evil cultivator and chose to practice the method of refining resentment obtained from him for his own use, he had already fallen into the net, and earlier, when he chose to use the plague fire When the belief in this land was forcibly seized, it planted the cause of today's catastrophe.