Lu Mingfei, the Martial Saint of the Dragon Clan

With this mountain as the center,

Yama unfolds the hopeless sky.

At this time, there are not many dead souls in Wuwangtian, but a dark and gloomy world.

There was a hero with the name of Wu who went into the government office and took the heads of people. He said that he was doing justice for heaven and killed the dog officials to eliminate harm for the people. Then he took away the looted property, kept half and threw away the other half. In the dark, he saw the people robbing two dozens of copper coins and silver. They formed a ball, saw blood, began to cry and howl, and whoever called the government to come, the birds and beasts dispersed in a commotion.

The hero sighed that all living beings were suffering, shook his head, turned around and walked away, when he saw a man wearing armor standing in front of him.

The hero's expression changed and he asked who was coming.

The world changed in an instant, and the hero was stunned. It turned out to be a majestic palace, with a person sitting in it, a bronze mask, and a wooden hall.

A ghost floated from outside the door, knelt down in the hall, banged and kowtowed, and spoke softly. The hero couldn't distinguish it. He thought to himself that the folklore said that the words of ghosts and ghosts should not be heard by strangers. This is probably the truth. .

But ghosts? The sky is clear and the sun is bright, where does the ghost come from?

The hero was curious. He took a closer look and his breath was stagnant. The ghost in the hall was not a dog official, so who was he?

"witchcraft!"

The hero was frightened and angry. He drew his sword and struck the ghost with all his strength.

What a sharp sword, it once beheaded corrupt officials and killed evil gangsters, but now it is like the ghost of a dog official, passing through it, leaving nothing behind.

The hero struck again with his sword several times, but without any effort, none of them worked. He was already sweating profusely, and he didn't know whether it was because he was tired or because he was afraid.

At some point, the ghost stopped talking and just looked at him quietly.

The palace was eerily quiet.

The hero staggered, and saw green fire lighting up in the hiding place, and hundreds of eyes looked at him. The hero's mouth was dry, and suddenly lightning flashed in his heart. He slowly raised his head and looked at Shang Zuo.

Before his eyes reached the person sitting in the seat, there was a scolding.

"Be bold!"

A clerk came out from the back of the hall.

"A little sinner who dares to look directly at His Majesty will be thrown into the eighteenth level of hell and will never be reincarnated!"

The hero was so frightened that he couldn't even speak. He just kept mumbling over and over again.

"I'm not guilty, I'm not guilty, I'm not guilty."

The scribe sneered.

"Not guilty? Everyone in the world says they are not guilty, but no one is sanctimonious. There are few true gentlemen and many false ones. Come on, bring witnesses!"

A few ghosts floated over.

The hero didn't dare to look, but he was curious, so he turned his head and glanced out of the corner of his eye.

I saw these few people who looked very familiar. They were clearly common people who had been trampled to death, beaten to death, or stabbed to death while robbing copper coins during the day.

They also said some ghost words.

The scribe looked at Yu Daxia again.

"What else do you have to say!"

The hero argued.

"Your Excellency, it is clear that I did not do it. I am not guilty!"

The scribe sneered.

"You have also studied, don't you hear the truth that if I don't kill Boren, Boren will die."

The hero was speechless, but with a flash of inspiration, he pointed at the ghost of the dog official who came here first, and gritted his teeth.

"Your Excellency, it is clear that everything is caused by this person. I kill corrupt officials to eliminate harm for the people and it is a good deed!"

The dog official ghost heard the words, but did not argue. He only raised his head slightly, seemed to glance at the hero, sighed, and lowered his head again.

The clerk did not sneer, but sighed, looking at the hero with pity, which made him feel uncomfortable all over, as if there were insects crawling around.

The hero secretly turned his thoughts around, thinking about whether there were any flaws. He checked again and again and confirmed that this dog officer was a dog officer. His confidence was boosted and he returned to his proud appearance.

the scribe asked him.

"Where did you hear it? The dog official said it."

The hero replied.

"Of course it's a common people's place, and complaints can be heard everywhere."

The scribe asked.

"Where are the people? Tianli? In the fields? Or are you climbing over the wall and entering ordinary people's homes?"

The hero was angry.

"How can I be such a robber and a thief! You are so clueless! Don't you know that the best place for information is the teahouse and wine shop?"

The scribe sneered.

"In my opinion, you are the one who really knows nothing. I only heard that the people are trapped in the fields every day, working hard all year round for taxes and rations, how can they have the leisure and elegance to come to your tea house and wine shop? .”

The hero frowned slightly, then relaxed his eyebrows with a look of disdain, as if he didn't take the clerk's words to heart.

The scribe continued.

"Don't your elders tell you, who are the people hanging around in the teahouses and wine shops?"

He observed the hero's expression, suddenly enlightened.

"Oh, it's another young man who read a story in a picture book and ran away to do some heroic deeds."

The hero looked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, his face red and ready to argue.

"Wait a minute."

The scribe took out a mirror, fiddled with it, and put it in front of him.

"Look, are they these people?"

The hero looked as he was told and saw that the picture in the mirror was extremely realistic and strange. He calmed down and identified the three or two men in the mirror. They were the same men he had seen in the teahouse a few days ago. The man at the next table scolded the dog official.

"Look, what is this?"

The scribe pointed with his pen.

The picture in the mirror changed accordingly. Previously, three or two men were in the alley, approaching a man who looked like a housekeeper. They said a few words, but they couldn't hear clearly. The hero was confused, but he didn't know what the clerk showed him. No idea, I saw the housekeeper took out the copper coins and divided them among three or two people. Those people nodded and bowed happily.

The hero vaguely realized something was wrong.

The picture changes again.

This time it was a private place, with several people dressed as rich men sitting around drinking tea.

There is a sound.

Just listen to what they say.

"Oh, what a fool who has lost his mind in reading. He doesn't understand the principle of harmony. He checks the fields and dismisses the slaves. It's a joke. My great achievements have been earned by generations of hard work. It's not the same as a mud-legged person. You are a parent official and you think about Mudlegs, but who thinks about us!"

The tea cup was placed heavily on the table.

"Exactly this!"

Several people echoed.

"I see, our county magistrate is coming to an end soon. In this age, no scholar is studying for the sake of honoring his family name and making some money. If he is lucky enough, my family will not accept any money sent to their door. What else are you saying about being incorruptible? Tsk, you’re stunned and you won’t live long.”

"My family is the same."

"Oh, the boy who gave me the gift kept it."

The more the hero listened, the more he broke into a cold sweat.

He felt as if he was under the sun with nowhere to hide.

He gradually came up with a guess.

But, it's impossible!

If this guess is true, then...it's terrible.

He might as well die.

I heard several people in the mirror hand over to the one who came up.

"Brother Li, who is very rich, did a little trick, threw some coins out, and let the scoundrel talk about it everywhere. Sure enough, there was a so-called warrior hero who helped us handle the matter."

Upon hearing this, the hero screamed and vomited blood three times. He was about to faint, but he struggled to see what happened.

His expression was almost that of a wind demon.

He muttered that he couldn't do it, so it must be a lie.

"correct!"

What the hero thought of was like grabbing a life-saving straw.

He was ecstatic.

"If this dog officer is really good, how can I find those gold and silver!"

"Yes!"

The hero's eyes were bright and he was looking into the mirror.

When the scribe looked at him, he could no longer feel anger, only pity.

Picture in the mirror.

"Where there."

Those who take advantage of Li Xing will give it up.

Some people sighed.

"It's a pity, we have a lot of money."

"That bitch official doesn't know how to praise me. He just refused to accept the gift, but he actually withheld it and said it was evidence of bribery. It's a joke. How can he, a small county magistrate, shake my affection for the Zhao family and the city?"

"Say it."

One person wondered.

"Do you know where the hero is?"

When the word "hero" was mentioned, all the wealthy family members had mocking smiles on their faces.

"I asked someone to search for it, but no results have been found."

"Strange."

"It's just an inhuman warrior."

"Oh, it's no wonder that the dog official doesn't know what's good and what's good. He can't even afford a warrior to guard the house."

"If you can't find it, just change it. Anyway, we will tour the remaining half of the gold and silver."

"That hero was so, oh, so naive. He actually gave the silver to the mud-legged guy, which made many boys in my family have to go out of their way to find them. You know, the mud-legged guy is the most interesting. He actually didn't take any money. But His old scalper obviously bought it with my silver, otherwise, how could a guy with mud-legged legs come forward to buy a cow?"

All the wealthy households responded.

"That's right, that's right!"

The hero screamed in surprise, dropped the bronze mirror as if it was hot to his hands, rolled into a ball on the ground, and cried loudly.

The scribe looked at him coldly.

"Do you know how much money these people will get back if you give them property?"

The hero has thought of it.

He was in more and more pain.

"I won't listen, I won't listen!"

The scribe just sneered.

Even though the hero covered his ears, the scribe's words still slipped into his ears like a snake.

"Three times."

"So they don't care where you go or the little money you have."

"Because they've already made enough money from Mudlegs."

"Isn't it strange why the mud-legged man was able to find so much gold and silver?"

The scribe smiled.

In the eyes of the hero, this smile really looks like a ghost.

By the way, the person in front of me is actually a ghost.

"It's simple."

The scribe is like a teacher who explains his doubts.

"It doesn't matter if the family has no money, there will always be someone with mud-legged legs, and the children will be sold as soon as possible. You are a hero. You have always been to the brothel. Where do you think the women in the brothel come from?"

"Of course, there are also people who have no money and no children, so they always have neighbors and relatives. Since they can't find anything from their home, they go to other homes."

The hero was like a dead man, lying motionless on the ground.

The scribe squatted down next to him and whispered.

"Will you still be a hero in your next life?"

He shook his head desperately.

"Don't do it! Don't do it!"

The scribe sighed.

He suddenly thought, my heart is still not hard enough.

"Press it down."

The scribe waved his hand.

Some servants came up and dragged the hero away.

"Wait a moment!"

The hero struggled, he tried hard to search among a group of ghosts, and finally found the dog official, no, the ghost of the county magistrate.

He knelt down and kowtowed to the county magistrate.

He seemed to be unable to hear what the magistrate said, except for the last three words, which he understood.

The county magistrate said.

"Go ahead."

What else did you say!

he wanted to ask.

Before asking, he suddenly realized that since I now understand ghost language, it means that I am also a ghost and I am dead.

He had complicated emotions in his heart. When he thought about his parents, he felt guilty. When he thought about the magistrate's death in vain, he felt that he was really a beast and it was not a pity to die.

etc.

He remembered something, and before leaving the palace, he shouted and asked the county magistrate.

"Where are your children? Where are your children?"

When he didn't get an answer, he turned around and saw the county magistrate's dead eyes, so he understood everything.

After dealing with the heroes, the clerk talked to the county magistrate.

"Sir, now is the time for Wuwangtian to employ people, so why not stay?"

The magistrate shook his head.

"No."

He said.

"I've already figured it out before, and I'm guilty, too, right?"

The scribe explained.

"Sir, what you said is wrong. Your Majesty is an enlightened king. A few mistakes can be offset by merits and demerits."

"Besides, no one in this world is innocent."

The county magistrate actually laughed.

He looked up and saw that there was no more Yama. The scribe explained that the Emperor Yin went out to complain about the injustice of the world.

"Do you know why I left:"

the county magistrate said.

"Please enlighten me."

The scribe bowed.

"That's exactly what you said."

The county magistrate refers to the scribe.

"Who in this world is innocent?"

The magistrate shook his head.

"My crime was eating steamed buns from deserted graves in my childhood."

"Hahaha."

The magistrate smiled and walked away.

The scribe looked at his back quietly.

"Yes."

the county magistrate said.

"There is something that I am very confused about. I hope it can be clarified."

the magistrate asked.

"Speaking."

The scribe said it, but he felt that the magistrate's words were not meant for him.

The county magistrate asked, not the scribe, but Yama, the son of Yin Tianzi.

the county magistrate said.

"Since everyone in the world is guilty."

"Then what is the purpose of Hopeless Sky?"

After saying that, he strode away.

The clerk woke up alone for a long time, until he found the soul of the next sinner. He tried one after another. Some were really guilty, some were innocent and confused like the hero, and some were just like the county magistrate. Some small mistakes were also sins.

Hopeless Tianyin Si Huangquan, running all day long, without rest, it seems that the criminals will never be finished.

The clerk has two more colleagues, who act as judges and clerks. Each of the three leads a team, rotating day and night.

The scribe's heart became harder and harder.

If he meets someone like the hero again, he will have no mercy.

He won't get angry when he encounters people who have committed heinous crimes.

Having seen so many evil people, he felt that there was no difference between the underworld in the human world.

The world is also evil.

Suddenly one day he was inspired.

The words of the county magistrate sounded again.

What is the purpose of Hopeless Sky?

The scribe knew that Wuwangtian was the Wuwangtian of Yama.

The purpose of the hopeless heaven is also the purpose of Yama.

If it is true that everyone in the world is guilty, then the hopeless world that rewards good and punishes evil actually only punishes evil and does not reward good.

Yama will judge the entire human world.

But, what happens after this?

If that day really comes, Wuwangtian will judge the entire world, and all guilty people will turn into Wuwangtian's ghosts and suffer torture to wash away their sins.

So, between the human world without people and the underworld with humans, which one is the human world and which one is the underworld?

But most importantly.

The scribe thought.

If in the end, Yama, the Son of Yin Tian, ​​judges all human beings, then what should he judge next?

What else is there for him to judge?

Kyushu?

The idea of ​​judging Jiuzhou appeared in the scribe's mind, and he was shocked by himself.

No, no, no.

The scribe kept telling himself.

How is it possible to judge Kyushu? How to judge a world?

The scribe had no idea how such a thing could be done.

He tried not to think about it.

Numb yourself with heavy work.

It's just that once something appears, it can no longer be ignored, and the more you try to ignore it, the more obvious it becomes.

The scribe always remembered the scene when the magistrate left.

He began to secretly pay attention to Yama.

Guess what Yin Tianzi is thinking.

Think about the face beneath that bronze mask.

Later, even such thinking became a luxury.

Too many keys, too many sins, numb the scribe.

Only when Yin Tianzi fights with Wu Sheng can it cause some emotional fluctuations in him.

On that day, Wuwangtian, as the outer gang domain of Yama, shined brilliantly in his battle with the Martial Saint.

This is the first time that Yama uses Wuwangtian in Kyushu.

The warriors only know that this great demon named Yama is powerful and has a mysterious origin.

A Wai Gang suddenly appeared out of nowhere. He didn't talk to anyone, didn't compete in martial arts, and wasn't even interested in becoming famous.

From the time Yama was born and left the hopeless sky, he began to kill people.

In the beginning, those who were killed were all the scum of the martial arts world. Although Yama's methods were a bit harsher, they could only kill but not injure, and they were either dead or alive.

But seeing that the people he killed were all scum, the martial arts comrades turned a blind eye and only said that this Waigang boss had a weird mind. If there were disciples in any family who didn't learn well, they had better hide them as soon as possible to avoid If you are found by Yama, you won't be able to simply lock him up for a few years and be done with it.

But later, the warriors gradually discovered that unlike what they thought, Yama did not only attack the scum.

Many good people also died in the hands of Yama.

The turning point occurred with the death of the owner of the Moon Palace.

The owner of the Moon Palace is Waigang, who is recognized as a good man, a good man, and a model of righteousness in the martial world.

You can't find anything bad about Moon Palace Master at all.

But he died anyway.

The martial arts community is excited.

Famous and righteous families unite together to find Yama, no matter what, they must seek justice for the owner of the Moon Palace who died in vain.

Although Yama has no sect inheritance, his location is easy to find. I don't know what Wai Gang thought, but he actually expanded his outdoor area and put it in one place.

To find the location is to find Waigang.

The famous and decent warriors were surprised when they actually saw the Yama's outdoor scene. They had only heard that this outdoor scene was huge in the past, and they thought it was just the nonsense of people who had never seen the world. It was just an outdoor scene. How could it be so great no matter how great it was?

Now that I have seen it with my own eyes, I know why there is a world outside the sky and there are people outside the world. The outdoor realm of Yama is indeed the only one they have ever seen in their lives.

I'm afraid there will be no comparable person in history.

They became more and more curious about Yama's inheritance.

Before meeting Yama, the warriors discussed the details of the action, but many warriors did not take it seriously. After all, Yama was just a Wai Gang, alone, and there were three of them.

Everyone is Waigang, and our side still has a numerical advantage. Three against one, they can't imagine any possibility of losing.

Then they lost.

The three major foreign gangs adhere to the fine style of the famous and upright sects. They first think of a one-on-one challenge. They cannot tolerate the truth and say that the famous and upright sect only knows how to bully the small with the more, and bully the small with the big. This is not nice to hear.

For this opportunity to fight Yama first, the three Wai Gang fought in private. After all, Kyushu has not seen such a powerful and notorious bad guy for a long time. If we don't hurry up, where will the future come from? Such a great opportunity to gain prestige.

The person who won was very proud. Now, he came out on top.

On that day, he led the crowd and made an impassioned speech, enumerating Yama's crimes.

This is an old rule. It's about slaying demons and defending the Tao. If you don't say a few words, who knows how bad the demons you can slay are.

Yama listened to him.

The war started.

The warriors were very excited.

Many body-refining and even non-human warriors follow their elders to see the world.

Kill Yama.

The big devil who brought disaster to Kyushu.

Having personally experienced this kind of thing will be an important source of conversation for them when chatting with others in the future.

They watched in anticipation as Wai Gang rushed forward from their side.

He fought against Yama.

The fight is about to begin! The fight is about to begin!

He was beaten to death.

Beat him to death!

Wait, is this dead?

The warriors really didn't react.

The remaining two Wai Gang looked at each other and took action without saying a word.

Facing a big demon like Yama, they don't need to talk about moral principles at all. Two against one is two against one, go ahead.

They died too.

The warriors raised their heads.

They saw Yama standing in the sky.

Infinite despair arises in my heart.

Even Yama did not use his outdoor areas.

His exterior scenes are always arranged neatly on the ground.

When the last Wai Gang died, he shouted to the warriors.

"Run!"

But, it didn't work.

Warriors died in droves.

It wasn't until today that they realized that the lives of warriors were just as cheap as those of Mudlegs.

Many warriors went crazy.

It's not that no one tried to resist, but those who resisted all died. The three Wai Gang died in the hands of Yama. They, these body-refining inhumans who are not even Wai Gang, are nothing.

They can't escape.

This place is near Wuwangtian.

In Yama's thoughts, Wuwangtian expanded and included them.

Some warriors threw away their weapons and waited for death.

There are warriors who laugh and rush towards Yama even though they know they will die.

Still dead.

Without exception.

Death is the greatest justice for mankind.

No one is exempt.

Someone angrily questioned Yama.

"You executioner!"

"Killing so many people, aren't you afraid of retribution?"

Even he was surprised by what he said.

He is a warrior. When has he ever believed in retribution? If he wants something, shouldn't he rely on martial arts to get it?

Unexpectedly, this question made Yama stop.

The warriors were overjoyed.

They just felt like they were surviving a disaster.

Yama said.

"I didn't kill anyone."

This was the first time the warriors heard Yama speak.

But Yama's words made them look at each other.

You didn't kill anyone?

Where did so many corpses on the ground come from?

Could it be that it grows in the ground?

absurd.

They thought, indeed the rumors were true, this Yama was really crazy.

"You are not human."

Yama said.

These words stirred up a thousand waves with one stone.

All the warriors felt extremely insulted.

Yes, we can't beat you.

But you say we are not human?

This is too much.

Now even the most timid and useless people took up weapons and rushed towards Yama.

The ending is the same, without exception.

All dead.

Their last desperate efforts were just to speed up the process, nothing more.

Yama stood on the battlefield filled with corpses for a long time.

"It's all an illusion."

"all fake."

"It's all memories."

He seemed to be talking to himself or to another person.

It was clear that he was the only one on the battlefield.

But there was a faint sound of crying.

Low, like a child.

"Um."

Yama said.

"I know, it's all fake."

From then on, the name of Yama spread throughout the nine states.

None of the famous and upright coalition forces survived, which made Yama Luo famous, and the warriors of Kyushu changed their minds when talking about Yama Luo.

The evil heretics were extremely happy.

I originally thought that this Yama Luo was an upright successor who appeared out of nowhere, but now I see that I am one of my own.

So a lot of demons turned to Yama.

Yama did not reject anyone who came and killed them one by one.

Later, no one went to seek refuge.

The demons thought that this was wrong. Aren't you, Yama, a big demon? Why did you also kill your own people and kill them even more ruthlessly?

Zhengdao was unwilling to give in, so they organized three encirclement and suppression campaigns. During this period, many talented people emerged. Maybe the so-called luck in Kyushu has some truth to it.

The first two sieges were a huge defeat, and the famous and decent family was at the end of its rope. At this time, the geniuses emerged.

From under the cliff, in the waterfall, and in the cave, they revealed the secrets of martial arts of their predecessors.

The top genius even got the small world of Wai Gang who died. Taking this as an opportunity, he had a world with him when he was refining his body. He could turn misfortunes into good fortune, turn disasters into good fortune, and make great progress all the way.

In just two years, Wudang, Shaolin, Emei, Zhongnanshan, Shushan, etc. were originally cut off by Yama Luo.

It was actually revitalized again.

And it is more brilliant than the previous generation.

This is a golden age. Just as auspicious snow heralds a good harvest, the cold winter caused by the devil Yama is providing nourishment for the rise of the younger generation.

Thus, the third coalition was formed.

This time, all ten Wai Gang were in their prime.

Both quantity and quality are the best.

Even, in order to complete his achievements in one battle, Yue Zhenren, the leader of the righteous path, made a firm contract with the demon girl Ling Dang'er of the demon sect. For the first time in thousands of years, the two paths of good and evil merged.

This is an unprecedented prosperous era.

Some people rumored privately that there was something fishy about this matter. Before Zhenren Yue attained Waigang, he traveled around the world and traveled with Ling Dang'er. The two even got married and had a daughter while concealing their identities.

The rumors are just rumors. Zhenren Yue is the leader of the righteous path. Needless to say, it is Ling Dang'er. Are you kidding me about the name of a witch? If these words were to reach Ling Ding'er, the consequences would be unpredictable.

Even so, when the warrior looks at the baby girl in Ling Dang'er's arms, he can't help but think too much.

The night before the decisive battle.

Master Yue came out of the small courtyard and saw his former family members outside the door. His silent expression softened.

Ling Ding'er turned around, saw him, smiled brightly and said something.

"Husband."

They sat next to each other and chatted for a while, all about trivial matters, as if they had gone back in time and returned to the misty town in the south of the Yangtze River.

They didn't say a word about the decisive battle tomorrow.

Just before dawn, Master Yue finally asked her.

"Why did you bring Ping'er here?"

Ling Ding'er teased the baby girl and smiled innocently.

"Same, Brother Shan."

"all the same."

Yue Zhenren stood for a while and nodded.

"Too."

He turned back to the small courtyard on the right path.

His wife and daughter were outside the courtyard.

all the same.

Yes, it's all the same.

It would be best if we can win this battle.

If you can't win, it doesn't matter whether you take your daughter or not.

If you take your daughter with you, you will die. If you don't take your daughter with you, you will die at the hands of Yama one day.

Therefore, if they had even a glimmer of hope, Ling Dang'er would not take her daughter with her.

Now bring it.

all the same.

It's time for the showdown.

There are ten Waigang statues of the righteous path and six Waigang statues of the demonic sect.

In addition, there are countless inhuman body-refining warriors.

They step into the realm of Yama's exterior.

As of today, Yama's outdoor scenes have covered less than half of Kyushu.

This is also the reason why warriors must kill Yama.

They didn't know what would happen if Yama Luo was allowed to continue until the day when his appearance completely engulfed Kyushu.

Warriors dare not imagine such a future.

Therefore, Yama must die.

They soon met Yama.

No warrior spoke.

They looked at the lonely man under the bright moon.

Bronze mask, yes, it is him, Yama.

As rumored.

It's strange that so many elders of the master's sect died in the hands of this demon, but when they faced Yama Luo, the first thing that arose in their hearts was not anger.

But...sadness.

That figure under the bright moon is so sad.

As soon as this emotion emerged, they were immediately cut off by themselves.

sad? What a joke!

We are the victims.

We are the ones who really should be sad.

Master Yue and Ling Dang'er looked at each other.

Thousands of words are contained in this glance.

They flew up, each with their own magical powers and an exterior scene, and attacked the man.

"Yam Luo, suffer death!"