Honghuang: Guanjiangkou storytelling, Chang'e tears

Upon hearing this, many immortals and gods frowned and thought.

Why?

Because in the prehistoric world, gods were born to achieve their goals and promised to protect all living beings in the world.

The gods of the Lei Department control the four-season climate cycle, the Dragon King of the Four Seas moves clouds and rains according to his orders, and the city emperor maintains the order of the world and prevents ghosts and ghosts from invading the world of the sun.

That's all.

Of course, the immortals and gods do this to gain merit and even luck, but in any case, they have never forced mortal beings to believe in them.

Not to mention, take the initiative to seek and believe.

For them, being an immortal or a god in Tianting Mountain is just a simple duty.

When you do what you should do, what you get is enough.

As for what belief?

Believe it or not, they don't really care at all.

It is precisely because of this that after losing the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, the human Yin-Shang Dynasty was able to last for more than six hundred years.

There are extremely few natural and man-made disasters, and the people have enough food and clothing.

As a result, they all looked at Li Tong with some confusion, wondering what his answer to this question would be.

Li Tong shook his folding fan slightly, his face remained calm, but with a bit of suppressed anger, he said:

"They use war, plague, and natural disasters!"

"They believe that only by letting humans know pain and feel despair can they know the power of the gods and... worship the gods with sincerity!"

"Only in this way can we harvest faith unscrupulously!"

Li Tong's words immediately shocked many ordinary people. They couldn't imagine that there was such a god in the world?

No, they can no longer be called gods, nor do they deserve it.

And all the immortals and gods couldn't help but be shocked.

Even the demon king who is usually the most domineering and cruel, the Sanxian who acts without scruples, at this moment, feels a hint of chill from the scene described in those words.

"Let the common people feel the pain and despair, so that they can sincerely devote their faith to the gods in the future?"

"What a vicious mind this is to come up with such an evil plan."

Some people were so angry that they couldn't help but bang on the table loudly.

They both have the name of immortal god, but now they only feel that the so-called gods in that dark world are not worthy of this title.

They don't have this qualification.

Everyone was extremely angry, and Li Tong said in a deep voice:

"The world operates normally, and natural disasters do not always occur, but the gods are always there. If you want to keep your faith forever, the only way is to gather the power of the gods to create natural disasters!"

hiss......

Before he finished speaking, everyone took a deep breath!

I thought that what they were thinking was sinister enough, but it turned out that the reality was hundreds of generations crueler than what they thought.

"This... is simply too scary. Whoever brought this up in the first place is a completely inhumane and treasonous person!"

"hehe!"

Someone chuckled: "They are all gods, so naturally they have no humanity."

"But we monks can easily take the lives of enemies, but we cannot take action on innocent people, nor can we do such an act to confuse all living beings and deceive them into believing. Such an act is simply an act of anger from heaven and people."

"Killing so many creatures wantonly is just to make them feel fear and fear in their hearts, so that they have no other choice but to believe in gods. How is this approach different from the devil?"

"That's wrong. Back then, there was a dispute between demons. No matter how bad the demons were, they would not do such a despicable act that is despised by the world."

The immortals and gods were immediately filled with righteous indignation.

Even they are still gods in the ancient world, let alone good men and women.

But the things Li Tong described about the deities doing in the world have already touched the bottom line of their being gods and affected issues of principle.

Therefore, they just expressed their opinions one after another.

Otherwise, if in the future they, the gods, imitate this example in order to seek merit and luck, what should they do?

Naturally, I want to take advantage of this opportunity to completely give up this idea.

If he really did such a thing, it would be a small matter for him to become unstable and attract the demons from outside the territory, but it would be a big matter for him to become the public enemy of the ancient world.

Yun Xiao listened to their words, with a bit of treasure on his face, and slowly said:

"That's right. This is no longer a demonic path, but an evil spirit disguised as a fairy or a god, or even an extraterrestrial demon!"

"In this world, the most terrifying thing is not the devil, but the chaotic evil spirits and the deceived and corrupted immortals."

All the immortals from the Jie Sect nodded their heads, feeling that Yun Xiao's words were extremely reasonable.

In this world, although there is a clear distinction between black and white.

But at the intersection of black and white, there is a kind of gray, where all the most filthy and vile things in the world are hidden.

At this time, there was a person hiding in the corner, who seemed to be inspired and said quietly:

"I have traveled all over the world and saw the people of a small country who were ruled by a big country. How similar they are!"

"Big countries rule over the people of small countries, dampen their morale, stifle their wisdom, eliminate their strength, disperse their groups, restrain their movements, and ultimately achieve the effect that they can never recover."

"How is this way of governing the people different from what Mr. Li said about immortals ruling the common people?"

He shook his head slowly, and then said with some emotion:

"It just makes those ordinary people live in numbness forever. The only hope in their lives is to worship God, and only to worship God, and nothing else."

"The gods are high above, but they seek help from the human race, so they will not destroy the human race, but they can completely reduce all mortal beings to become lambs in the hands of the gods, ready to be slaughtered."

After the words fell, there was no words.

In the Star-Zhaing Tower, all the immortals and gods seemed to have something to say after listening to it. Their eyes were filled with thoughts, but they were all silent.

What a terrible poisonous plan this is. It is really just like what Fairy Yunxiao said. It looks like a god in the ancient world and can no longer be called a god.

They are just evil spirits wearing the clothing of gods!

"So, the patching of the sky just now is also very problematic!"

Someone realized the problem later, suddenly thought of the problem, and exclaimed in a hurry:

"She clearly deliberately caused the sky to crack, causing disasters to fall on the earth, killing countless living beings, and then repaired the sky with hypocrisy, thereby creating a savior appearance in front of the surviving human race and strengthening their faith!"

"However, those mortals never know that the colorful stones used to mend the sky are actually the flesh and blood souls of countless of their compatriots!"

By doing so, he murmured a question that asked his soul:

"Is the sky made up of the flesh and blood of such creatures really safe?"

The gods couldn't help but hesitate, they had not considered such a thing.

But the process before and after patching the sky was probably just like what that person said, it was all done with calculations.

Some ordinary people patted their chests in fear and said with a clear heart:

"Fortunately, when our ancestors faced such a crack in the sky, it was our Nuwa Empress who mended the sky. There were no such evil beings among the immortals in the ancient world."

Although everyone around him agreed with his words, they still cast admonishing glances, telling him not to talk nonsense.

You know, in this star-catching tower, the immortals who came today have gone to sea.

No matter which one, ordinary people like them who just want to join in the fun can't afford to offend them.

After a heated discussion, in which condemnation of those evil gods was inevitable, everyone once again focused their attention on Li Tong.

Someone asked:

"Mr. Li, next, what you just said seems to have nothing to do with the Monkey King, the Monkey King!"

As soon as he said this, everyone around him looked at him with speechless expressions.

"Can't you tell from this? What you told me before is clearly the origin of the colorful stone that gave birth to the Monkey King, and it was also his past life!"

At this point, the man finally came to his senses.

I rubbed the back of my head in embarrassment and sat down in my seat, embarrassed to ask any more questions.

When Li Tong saw this, he just smiled and said:

"Just as you thought, the five-colored sacred stone that fell from the crack in the sky finally landed in a place called Huaguo Mountain,"

"High in the sky, the sky is filled with colorful stones made from countless human flesh and blood and wronged souls. It seems to be watching the disaster gradually subside on the earth, showing a trace of relief and relief."

"But, things didn't end like that!"

Li Tong spoke slowly, drawing everyone into that world again.

I saw that in the sky above the sky, the sky that had been broken into countless gaps, filled with chaotic wind and water from the Milky Way, had now been repaired by the colorful stones.

And beneath it is the God of Butian riding on red clouds that are as dense as blood.

She looked coldly at the stone that had been left on the ground, her eyes filled with cold mockery.

There is no sense of nobility as a god at all, but he is filled with arrogance and pride, almost as if he is arrogant.

The gods sneered at the colorful stones integrated into the sky:

"Look, this is your last hope, I'm satisfied."

"But, you said you want to rebel against the gods, just based on this?"

"Hahaha!"

The gods laughed loudly, echoing in the endless sky, like the cry of a night owl, harsh and disgusting.

"Haha, you only deserve to be stepped on by the gods. In the constant baptism of disasters, you become more and more convinced of us."

"Being unable to resist, being unable to resist, sinking for life, never being able to stand up again is your fate. This is how you are a mortal."

"You can't do anything!"

And that was already a multicolored stone that landed on the earth. Inside it was a fighting spirit spawned by several unwilling souls of the human race who vowed to rebel against heaven. At this time, they made an extremely sad voice, echoing in the sky:

"God is not greedy? Why can't he tolerate any disrespect to him? God is not evil? Why should he hold the fate of millions of creatures on earth in his hands?"

"I don't ask for much. I just want to knock you out of the sky one day."

"Even if there are thousands of disasters and hundreds of millions of dangers, I firmly believe that man will definitely and definitely be able to defeat God."

At this time, the colorful stone was just a stubborn stone with no hands, no legs, no mouth and no ears. It could make such a sound just because he burned his soul just to express his beliefs to this god.

Perhaps after this day, he will fall into eternal sleep.

But one day, he will return and be born from the stone.

At that time, all the gods and Buddhas in the sky will be knocked down from the mortal world.

Countless immortals and gods seemed to be here in person, constantly recalling the words of this stone in their ears.

I feel so many things in my heart, but I have no words to express.

Because, no matter what, they are just spectators!

Even though I sympathize with the tragic experience of the human race in this world, I can't help them in the slightest.

A feeling of powerlessness gradually arises in the hearts of countless immortals and gods. This is a feeling they have never experienced in the countless years since they became gods.

At this moment, the light and shadow in front of me changed, and a stone standing proudly on the top of the cliff near the sea appeared.

The stone has long since lost its dazzling look. It is as ordinary as the most ordinary stubborn stone in the world, with no trace of peculiarity at all.

Everyone couldn't help but sigh, how cruel is the Heaven-Building Spirit?

It seems to have given hope to countless wronged souls of the human race, allowing them to voluntarily turn it into materials to mend the sky, but in the backhand, all the power of this colorful stone was taken away.

It turned him into a stubborn stone and lost his charm.

In this way, the last hope of the human race was shattered!

Even if such an ordinary stone is bathed in immortal energy for thousands of years, what kind of extraordinary person can be conceived inside it?

According to Yuanshi Tianzun's heel theory, this is really inferior.

Rotten wood cannot wither, and stubborn rocks cannot be transformed.

The immortals and gods sighed, with a bit of disbelief in their eyes.

What a cruel act this is. I didn’t expect that the Heaven-Building God could be so cruel to a stone!

What kind of darkness is there in this world to give birth to such a cold god?

The gods above are happy and free in the nine heavens, enjoying all the prosperity of the world, and all the karma is burdened by the mortals in the lower realms.

So many disasters, cholera...

Let me ask, what exactly have the gods brought to mortal beings?

I'm afraid, there is nothing but endless pain and unspeakable sorrow.

Li Tong was not moved by their words and moods, and just kept talking to himself.

Ever since, the scenes in front of many listeners continued to rotate.

The God of Butian did not bother to descend to the earth, but cast a cold gaze from afar, falling on the colorful stone that had lost all its extraordinary qualities.

His tone was extremely cold, with a hint of sneer:

"There is no chance. Even if countless years go by, you are destined to be exiled by me and never come back!"

When the spirit speaks, the law follows.

As time went by, the situation changed, thunder and lightning roared on the colorful stone, and nine distinct holes were added to his already mottled body.

Such pain may be absolutely unbearable for ordinary people, but for Wucaishi, who has experienced the most painful and darkest things in the world and turned into stone, he has long been unable to make any waves.

"You are wrong. I want to thank you for getting rid of all the falsehoods for me and seeing myself!"

“If the stone does not see the sun and moon, if the stone does not survive the wind and waves;

How can the world have my name? How can God know that I am untamed?

Hundreds of years of glory, time flies by;

Looking for my nature in a single boat, I dare to ask the gods and Buddhas who gave me enlightenment;

Understand my small sadness and joy, and feel pity for my family's fate;

Ordinary people think about longevity, but I have unrestrained imagination and go to the earth to change my life;

We are unarmed, but a warrior will surely drive away all of us."

The words of the colorful stone echoed across the heavens, causing the storm to calm down and the thunder to dissipate.

"hehe."

A soft voice said: "I'm waiting for you!"

"Waiting for you to come and beat me into the dust and endure the suffering you have suffered."

"only......"

Someone chuckled: "But, don't keep me waiting too long!"