Become a legend in Hong Kong

"Such incredible magical powers are truly among the gods. Even if there are tens of millions of ordinary monks, they are beyond the reach of them..."

Yan Chixia's eyes were hidden with golden light, and she saw the sea of ​​blood rolling away, and saw the doorway clearly.

The incarnation of good thoughts controls the sword of defeating evil, and the breath connects and turns into a vast sea of ​​blood. It swallows up the filthy spiritual energy in the mountains, rivers and the earth with an unstoppable trend, removing its dross and leaving its pure essence, collecting all the malice in the world into oneself.

One person carries the evil of a whole life, and if he is not careful, he will go crazy and become a world-destroying demon. The danger of this is terrifying to think about.

In comparison, although the rain clouds that follow the sea of ​​blood have the miraculous effect of regenerating grass and trees, reviving patients, and washing away the scorch as before, the level of difficulty is definitely one day at a time.

"Sure enough, this kid is still so evil!"

Yan Chixia was shocked and annoyed when she saw it. She was shocked by how dangerous Liao Wenjie's move was and how powerful his supernatural powers were. She was also annoyed that she didn't seek to make progress and lived like a dog at her old age.

If I don’t work hard, I’m afraid even the little monk Baiyun won’t be able to compare with him in a few years.

In mid-air, Liao Wenjie sat cross-legged, faintly aware that the lightning flashes were tending to follow the sea of ​​blood, and immediately moved his body out of the way to move the three-foot-long dharma image.

He held up the sky with six arms, opened his eyes with vertical lines between his eyebrows, and a beam of white light shattered the thunderous black clouds in the sky.

Bai Yun's eyes bulged when he saw it, and his still developing Adam's apple moved up and down. He pointed at the white Dharma image tremblingly and said excitedly.

The Dharma appeared in the world, thunderous punishments from heaven came madly, and the whole world's rejection of Liao Wenjie reached its peak in an instant.

He used the Yin and Yang Qi Diagram to block the thunder. He opened the white chain with six white hands and used four vertical and five horizontal methods to cross the sky. The end of it shot into the void without a trace.

Immediately afterwards, the soul left the body and escaped into the void along the chain, leaving only the empty shell of the Dharma in place to attract the continuous bombardment of thunder.

…

Beizhili, capital.

In the deep palace courtyard, the emperor was writing furiously in front of the case, when suddenly sand and rocks flew, and the bright sky slowly turned gloomy.

"The weather is unpredictable. I hope this rain will fall farther away."

The emperor looked at the official document and muttered to himself, but after a while he realized that something was wrong. There were screams inside and outside the palace, and the sky turned red instead of dark.

He looked up to the sky and was so shocked that he couldn't speak. He saw a sea of ​​red blood rolling in from the distance with an unknown amount of feet. The roar was like the entire sky collapsing one after another.

Before the word escort could be uttered, the sea of ​​blood roared in, swallowing half of the capital in one fell swoop.

For a time, the scarlet color flourished, evil spirits swept back, ghosts cried and wolves howled, and the sound of the howling wind was endless.

The strange thing is that the sea of ​​​​blood seems to be surging in momentum, but it has no impact at all. It bombards the earth and houses without damaging even a single dead leaf on the treetops.

The sea of ​​blood left as quickly as it came. The emperor stared in shock at the vast red sea that would never return, and stood speechless for a long time.

If there are practitioners here, they can easily see that this strange sea of ​​blood contains the power of devouring. Once the filthy evil objects collide, they will melt away like mud cows entering the sea. With bursts of red light, they will be completely annihilated in a moment.

And as the filthy air dissipated, the momentum of the sea of ​​​​blood increased instead of decreasing. The boundless blood-colored wave surged wildly. To the human eye, looking at it, there was a real sense of fear that could swallow the world.

Just when the emperor was about to summon people for questioning, the gloomy rain clouds came down, and the dryness and dullness in the air were swept away. The spiritual energy filled the void in an instant, nourishing all living things, making life flow continuously, and even the old trees glowed for the first time. Second spring.

The emperor saw with his own eyes that a green seedling emerged from the gap between the floor tiles outside the window and grew at an unimaginable speed. After just a few breaths, it grew to a weed half as tall as a man.

"This this……"

The emperor quickly ran out of the door. At this time, the rain clouds were far away and the ground was wet and slippery. He rolled and crawled to the edge of the weeds, touching the green leaves with his hands, and his eyes sparkled like a wolf and a tiger.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of what Liao Wenjie had said: it was a good thing to have a vision from the sky, and there was no need to panic when the decree was issued to appease the people.

"Someone is coming! Someone is coming quickly!!"

"Where are the people?!"

In the capital, people were first surprised and then delighted, cheers and cheers could be heard endlessly, and the whole city fell into a carnival.

This is still the case in the city, not to mention the farming land. The fields that have been cultivated for thousands of years are green. The refugees with sallow faces and skinny muscles howled, grabbed the vegetation and fruits around them and stuffed them into their mouths.

Thousands of miles north, blood washed the earth, rain clouds washed the blue sky, and the dirt was swept away, leaving a patch of green.

If there are demons and monsters blocking the way, they will either be swallowed up by the sea of ​​blood and become part of the blood, or they will be hit by a demon mirror and turn into powder under the divine light.

Although there are tens of millions of them in number, and although they used to be powerful and powerful in the past, now they are all like chickens and dogs, vulnerable to a single blow.

Great changes in the world began in the Qinling Mountains. Natural disasters continued in the north, and auspiciousness and great luck came to the world. The people had a place to live, they had food to eat, good news came one after another, and hundreds of horses rode straight to the capital overnight.

A few days later, the sea of ​​​​blood evaporated. They rose from the Qinling Mountains and marched southward to begin the second round of cleaning...

…

For half a month, lightning struck the Qinling Mountains like pillars, making it indistinguishable from day to night.

The two qi diagrams of Yin and Yang are as solid as ever, and are well protected layer by layer. The six-armed white Dharma has never been shaken once. Finally today, the white chains are retracted, and the six arms of the Dharma are clasped together, hiding in mid-air.

Liao Wenjie sat down next to Yan Chixia and Bai Yun. He had no image in the first place, but now he was not even handsome anymore. He fell to the ground and cried out that he had been squeezed dry by God, and there was not a drop left.

Yan Chixia didn't ask where Liao Wenjie's soul had been for the past half month or what happened. His strength was limited, so it would be useless to ask. He would not give Liao Wenjie a chance to show off.

Yan Chixia didn't ask. Bai Yun, who considered himself the younger brother of the two, couldn't even speak. He looked at Liao Wenjie with admiration on his face, his hot eyes were even worse than those of a stupid fan, and he regarded him as the reincarnation of some great Buddhist master.

Liao Wenjie groaned for a long time. Seeing that no one gave him a chance, he couldn't help but curled his lips and sat up, took out a jar of wine and drank it down tons and tons.

"it's over?"

"Roughly the same!"

Liao Wenjie nodded. Without the background of monsters and ghosts, the reason for the continuous natural disasters in this era is that we are in the Little Ice Age.

To put it more closely, the Little Ice Age is inseparable from ocean circulation and the relationship between the ocean and the atmosphere. To put it further, it is the time when the sun has reached the time of the sage, and it can get hot again after a short rest.

The world here is completely different. It is caused by the imbalance of spiritual energy. No matter how filthy the human heart is or whether demons are rampant, it is God's choice.

Human world protagonist?

It doesn't exist. If God deems it necessary, he can write the protagonist to death at any time to improve the plot of two men and two women.

To put it bluntly, it is still related to the end of the Dharma era. The world does not want to be downgraded, so it removes humans from the protagonist's position and replaces it with monsters and monsters.

"It's over when it's over, what does that mean?"

"The water inside is too deep. You can't control it, Master Yan. Don't ask."

"If you don't say you're going to pull me down, I'm too lazy to listen... You said that saving the common people will bring about merit, and the old Taoist priests can get a share of the pie. Now that the common people have been saved, where is the merit?"

Yan Chixia raised her eyebrows: "Or are you really planning to use me to prevent disaster when you called me over?"

It is impossible to prevent disasters. As a joke, Yan Chixia knows that Liao Wenjie attaches great importance to friendship. The two of them are used to chatting like this, and they can't continue the conversation without damaging the last two sentences.

If she really wanted to have merit, Yan Chixia would not snatch it away. She was not qualified and would not bother to do it.

When Liao Wenjie called him over, the reason he gave was to protect the law to prevent sneak attacks by demons and young people, but the result...

It is true that some demons followed the bloody storm and found the Qinling Mountains, but when they saw the Yin and Yang two qi diagrams hanging in the air, as well as the roaring thunder pillars, especially the three-foot-long white six-armed Dharma statue, they didn't even have the courage to stand up and say harsh words, and they immediately became dejected. Ran away.

At that speed, Yan Chixia's sword could not match her, and she could only admire her opponent's strong will to survive.

He asked this because he was not worthy of Liao Wenjie. He snorted coldly: "You changed your life for another day to save the people in dire straits. You took such a big risk and God didn't say anything about it. It's too unreasonable."

"It's fine if you go against nature and don't get punished. Do you really think there will be a reward?"

Liao Wenjie shook his head: "As for saving people from dire straits, it's not that easy. I just changed it for a while, but the general trend will always be there. Without continuous self-improvement, the world will become what it is now sooner or later."

"Then why did you call Little Monk Baiyun and me over to watch you meditate?"

Yan Chixia was very dissatisfied. He squatted in the deep mountains and old forests for more than half a month. He was vigilant day and night and did not dare to be distracted. He never drank alcohol and became lonely. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He would risk his life if he did not get shocked by Baishitan Jinliu. Liao Wenjie's face was splashed with blood.

"No, I'm not that boring."

Liao Wenjie smiled mysteriously: "Although I don't have merit rewards, my Taoist heart is satisfied. As for the two of you, I said before that you have merits to receive."

"Why is it happening again?"

"Not in this world."

Liao Wenjie raised his hands and put them on their shoulders, leading them to disappear.

The dark wind howled, the biting cold wind howled, the dark clouds rolled, the sky and the earth were pitch black, and the blazing sun was nowhere to be found.

Yan Chixia hurriedly took out a yellow talisman and patted it on her chest. She was about to hit Baiyun with a backhand. When she saw that the opponent's thin body was slightly glowing with golden light, easily resisting the Yin Qi entering her body, she raised her head and sighed.

What a powerful bald donkey, the key is that he is still so young, Buddha should give him some advice!

"Why did you bring us to the underworld? What merit can we get here?"

"The order in the world is chaotic, and demons act recklessly. Half of the reasons are due to the chaos of the underworld warlords, such as the old demon from Montenegro who occupied the city of Fusui."

Liao Wenjie closed his eyes and said: "There is no good end for good, no bad consequences for evil, and the laws of nature are always absent. No one would be willing to be an honest person for the rest of their lives."

"Could you be planning to..."

Yan Chixia raised her hand to wipe the cold sweat from her forehead, roughly guessing what Liao Wenjie was going to do, and blurted out: "It concerns the six paths of reincarnation, which is thousands of times more dangerous than changing one's fate in the world. You are just a land god, not a real god." , have no right to interfere with this matter. Listen to my advice, you have done enough, don't do stupid things on impulse."

"No, there is something..."

"It's pretty simple."