Honghuang: Guanjiangkou storytelling, Chang'e tears

On the boundless and desolate vast scorched earth, the leader of Tongtian Cult, Yu Yu, walked alone.

What he saw and heard along the way gave him a deeper understanding of this foreign world.

Long before, although he knew that this so-called black mythical world was very cruel, he never expected that the hundreds of millions of creatures inside could be so miserable.

Thousands of words may describe it more vividly, but ultimately they are no match for what I see with my own eyes.

In this world, no matter what race they are, there is no hope at all under the pressure of the gods. The Human Emperor of the human race has become the lackey of the gods, and the Demon King of the demon race cowers in the cave and dare not show his face.

After thousands of years of suffering, Sun Wukong was finally born with the ambition to change the world. However, no one dared to go beyond the Nine Heavens with him.

And it was just this kind of constant endurance without daring to resist that made those gods become more and more wanton.

Control clouds, rain and precipitation at will, releasing evil curses into fertile land, making it impossible for any grass to grow.

In order to show their majesty and power, these gods only gave gifts to these poor creatures when they were in the most despair and even when they were on the verge of death, so that they could breathe a sigh of relief.

In this way, we can harvest the most abundant faith.

There is no doubt that they do not take the lives of the living beings in the world at all. All they care about is the faith generated by these living beings.

As for whether they can live well and happily, these are not among their considerations.

Such an approach is simply inhumane and cannot be tolerated by heaven and earth!

For a moment, the leader of Tongtian Cult felt an unspeakable feeling of disgust towards the gods of this world.

And as his mood changed, the Four Immortals Sword that never left his body immediately reacted. Although it did not show its physical form, it was already showing its edge invisibly.

Four sword intents that were countless times more terrifying than the unwilling will of the wronged souls contained in the bloody red clouds in the sky soared into the sky, stirring the sky and breaking through the wind and thunder.

If anyone passes by this place, they will be able to see where the leader passed.

High in the sky, the blood-colored clouds and mist disappeared, the lightning dispersed, and the blue sky that had not appeared in front of the world for countless years was revealed again.

Such unabashed behavior will alarm the gods who are watching the mortal world coldly from beyond the sky, and try to eliminate the abnormality and restore everything.

However, such a result is what the leader wants to see.

Although he has some sympathy for the tragic suffering of the creatures in this world and is disgusted with the culprits who caused everything, don't forget that he is still a high-ranking saint who does not live in the world.

Even if the mortal heart is suddenly aroused, he will not go out to find those gods and gods because of this matter, and eliminate them one by one, in order to avenge the countless tragic deaths of living beings in this world.

After all, it's not like on the ancient land, where the merits of heaven will be showered on you when you help those in need.

Even the leader who is a saint is not very willing to do such things as working for free.

In this case, since he himself is too lazy to kill Jiutian to seek bad luck on those gods, it would be a good idea to make some noise to attract them one by one.

Let him crawl behind him, even though he has witnessed the suffering in this world together, and then bestow upon them the gift of being driven away from their souls.

Perhaps this is also one of the great pleasures of his trip?

But before that, the leader needs to do one more thing, something very important to him.

This is the reason why he insisted on asking Li Tong for such a quota to go here after the dispute with Chanjiao ended.

This is probably because when he faced Daozu Hongjun this time, the feeling of powerlessness as if he was in control of everything and unable to resist, deeply stimulated the leader.

He understood very well that even though Hongjun was their teacher, he might have taken a step ahead of him in pursuing the great road and be much better.

But it doesn't mean that when he faces it repeatedly, he can't even have the slightest thought or thought to resist it. How can a saint do this?

At first, he didn't understand and thought that the teacher had a high level of cultivation and was not something they could imagine.

But after coming into contact with Li Tong and his overt and covert suggestions, I suddenly realized!

That's because Hongjun's body is in harmony with the way of heaven!

As Heavenly Dao Saints, their Dao Fruits are placed on Heavenly Dao. Doesn't this mean that Hongjun, who is part of Heavenly Dao, can easily control their Dao Fruits and clearly understand their Tao and principles?

Aren't their lifelong practices complementing the way of heaven, becoming part of the way of heaven, and making wedding clothes for others?

Under such circumstances, when facing Taoist Hongjun who has everything under his control, how can one not feel irresistible to the person in front of him?

Heaven's brainwashing has already penetrated into their high-hanging Dao fruit invisibly.

Over time, these saints of Heaven's Way will suddenly become the most loyal supporters of Heaven's Way, and even become his puppets!

When thinking about the fate of losing one's own thoughts and gradually being assimilated by the way of heaven, even a bold person like the leader can't help but shudder, and his heart becomes cold.

He might have been a little angry when he spoke against heaven before, but saying that heaven is unfair in front of Hongjun was the most real thought in his heart.

As early as that moment, what Li Tong told him had a conclusion in his mind.

That is, he wants to cut himself into the sky, give up the fruits of this heavenly saint, and resume his path!

And this kind of approach, in the ancient times, was a naked provocation to the way of heaven. Demonstrating Hongjun, the leader who had done a series of things against the way of heaven before, after careful consideration, felt that it was better not to be too arrogant.

To avoid having to ask Li Tong to wipe his butt when Hongjun arrives in person.

It's different now that he's in this foreign land. He's separated by countless worlds of vast chaos. What is he doing here? Can the ancient law of heaven still control him?

He couldn't believe it.

By the time we returned to the wilderness, we had already cooked rice.

Why, you can still give me something that I have given up and don’t want?

With such an idea in mind, the leader felt a sense of relief in his heart. The realm of swordsmanship that had been stuck in the same place for a long time was actually loosened at this moment, and there was a vague appearance of reaching a higher level.

"Hahaha!"

Seeing this, the leader laughed loudly:

"On this day, double happiness is coming to my door. Hurray, hurry!"

Immediately, he didn't know whether he knew that in the ancient times, there were countless people watching everything in front of them through the pictures in the Star Reaching Tower, and he said specifically for them:

"After today, I, Tongtian, will cut myself off and abandon this saint status. From now on, I will never be a saint of heaven!"

Even though he was in a foreign land, when these words came out of the leader's mouth, the situation immediately changed, thunder and lightning struck, and it was like the sky was crying and the earth was mourning.

It seems that the world here also feels it and is weeping for the disappearance of a saint.

This kind of movement made the leader, who wielded his sword to cut off the last link with the secret soul of the Dao Guo, get a look on his face.

Is there still consciousness of heaven in this dark world?

...

Prehistoric, Zhaixing Tower.

As soon as the leader's words came out, the three realms were immediately shaken. Countless people with great supernatural powers had faces full of horror and disbelief, and eyes filled with disbelief as they stared at the figure in the picture.

At this moment, the countless great gods who were still in the Star-Zhaing Tower took a deep breath of air-conditioning. Their ears were not broken, right? What did they hear?

The leader of Tongtian Cult actually wants to kill himself and abandon his position as a saint of heaven!

That’s right, how is this possible!

You must know that Master Tongtian is almost the most terrifying existence among the six saints. His strength is enough to look down upon the five saints except the Supreme Being.

Not to mention, he is also the leader of Jie Cult.

Now that Jiejiao has won a great victory in the calamity dispute over the religious lineage and is about to usher in rapid development, it cannot do without the protection of this saint.

If there were no saint like him, wouldn't all the disciples of this kind of Jie Jiao be in trouble?

My teacher offended Yuanshi Tianzun and had an enmity with the Second Sage of the West, so the future life would be difficult for him.

When I think of this, countless immortals and gods can't figure out what kind of stimulus the leader in front of me has received, so that he can say such outrageous and ridiculous words in anger!

Or was he being bewitched by something?

For a moment, they all turned their eyes to Li Tong, who was sitting on the high platform, seemingly fine.

You know, this is the position of a saint!

They, the quasi-saints, dreamed of it, but they pursued something they could never get in their entire lives. Now that the leader said he would give up, just give up?

Moreover, what makes it difficult for them to imagine and understand is that the price of killing oneself is extremely heavy and unacceptable!

Why is it inappropriate for the leader to leave a good saint alone, so why is he so determined to abandon his status as a saint of heaven? For this reason, he went to that foreign land to cut off the connection with the ancient heaven.

And what does it mean to kill oneself?

Daluo Jinxian cuts himself with a knife, and what he cuts off is his Daluo Dao Fruit, as well as all the magical powers he cultivated during the Daluo period, which will be separated from his soul.

It's just like ordinary Lingchi torture. The small knife cuts your soul one by one. This kind of pain is simply a crime that ordinary people can't bear.

This is the case for Daluo Jinxian. It is enough to imagine that if the saint kills himself, the huge price involved will be even more unimaginable!

Coupled with the strength of the Tongtian Cult Leader, he is the best among the six saints.

And the stronger the strength, the heavier the price you have to bear when you slash with the sword.

Looking at Master Tongtian, whose face clearly showed some pain after saying this, but for some reason seemed extraordinarily relaxed, all the gods and gods couldn't help but think:

Can Master Tongtian really afford such a price?

On the seventh floor, Empress Houtu and the Taoist priest who had not yet left wanted to see the mysteries of a foreign land. They did not expect to see much of the exotic beauty before they arrived, but they were shocked first.

Cut yourself off and abandon your holy position!

Even after hearing these words, the two of them couldn't help but feel startled and completely surprised.

You must know that the position of saints is limited. There are only six people in the vast wilderness.

And the six of them had no idea how much hard work they put in and how much luck they had, before they stood out from the vast number of people with great supernatural powers, attained enlightenment and became saints.

The hardships and hardships involved are simply difficult to describe in words.

And now, Tongtian just doesn’t do it when he says he won’t do it, and leaves it behind when he says he won’t?

Such a decisive decision made it impossible for the Taoist priest who considered becoming a saint to be the glory of his life.

Obviously a moment ago, everyone was still in the same position, thinking about the future. Although there was no way forward, we got used to it as we mixed around.

But suddenly, someone put down their burden and said that I no longer want to hang out with you, and I want to find another way out. How can this not make the other people who are hanging around feel extremely surprised and surprised.

How can we prevent them from looking at this person with strange eyes, wondering if his brain is broken?

Let’s just say, when did this saint’s position become so valuable that it was abandoned like a shoe?

Jieying looked around at Hou Tu, who had some saint power but no saint status. He opened his mouth to ask something, but in the end he still couldn't say anything.

However, he had a feeling in the dark that Tongtian's seemingly sudden decision was probably not a spur of the moment but premeditated.

I can't tell, it just has something to do with the storyteller in front of me.

But why this was for, he couldn't think clearly for a while, so he had to suppress the surprise in his heart and wait and see what happened.

At the same time, Jie Yin also wanted to see how Heaven would respond if a Heavenly Saint escaped from Heaven's control, and what would the spokesperson of Heaven, their beloved teacher, do?

All of this was like a mist, surrounding his heart.

Make him wish that the sun would shine in the next moment, disperse the clouds and fog, and let the truth be revealed.

Hou Tu beside him pursed his lips and said nothing, but he could not hide the look of horror and the trace of secretly hidden expectation in his eyes.

"Nuwa, are you also like the leader of Tongtian..."

As time passed, the leader in the public eye not only did not become weak because of the removal of the Saint's Dao Fruit, but instead seemed to have put down a heavy burden on his body and became inexplicably relaxed.

The vast and majestic momentum gradually disappeared, and what followed was an increasingly firm and intense surge of sword intent.

It suddenly takes shape and stirs up the wind and clouds.

The immortals who were watching silently were dumbfounded and stunned on the spot.

But at this moment, the ancient world seemed to be feeling something. The purple air above the sky suddenly came from the east 30,000 miles away, and the rays of rays of light filled the sky.

The halo formed by the purple gas extended far to the end of the line of sight, and slowly disappeared along with bursts of mournful wind.

It was as if the world was bidding farewell to a saint.

Chaos, Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun, the Taoist ancestor who returned from Fang Fang, pondered all the way about what realm of gods and demons could possess that powerful and vast will.

Before my butt was warm from sitting on the futon, my brows furrowed and my face looked astonished.

"Tongtian, has fallen?"

An extremely outrageous idea appeared in my mind, but it was quickly overturned:

"No, it's his Saint Fruit that has dissipated!"

Hongjun lost his composure and his face was filled with dark clouds.