Nightwatcher

Chapter 873 Draining from the bottom of the pot (1)

"This is why Confucian saints want to seal Chaopin, and it is also the biggest source of conflict between us and Chaopin."

The prisoner rarely showed a serious expression, very very serious, Xu Qi'an had never seen such a serious prisoner.

It was like he had never seen Yang Qianhuan who was not pretending.

"Do you think it's better to be ruthless in the way of heaven, or to be merciful?"

Xu Qi'an and Nine-Tailed Sky Fox looked at each other, and each was silent for a few seconds. The former said:

"The sky is most private, and it is most public.

"Heaven is ruthless, and it is the greatest fairness for all living beings."

The silver-haired enchantress nodded:

"I think so."

You should say: Me too! Xu Qi'an murmured silently in his heart.

The supervisor said:

"But whether it's gods and demons or super-grade ones, they are all thinking beings."

He didn't continue talking, but Xu Qi'an and Jiuweihu understood.

If Chaopin replaces Tiandao, then Tiandao has consciousness and selfish desires.

It can also be understood that if replacing Tiandao is to integrate into the rules like Dao Zun Tianzong's avatar and lose consciousness, then Chaopin will not work hard and try his best to become Tiandao.

"The creatures in this world will be enslaved by the super-grade, no, heaven!"

The nine-tailed celestial fox had an ugly expression on its face.

Rules without emotion are good rules. If Tiandao has self-awareness, thoughts and selfish desires, it will be very scary.

Although there has never been absolute freedom in the world, but now at least you can shout "The princes and generals have kindness". If the heavens have consciousness, the creatures will become puppets. Xu Qi'an felt heavy and said:

"It's not just slavery.

"The progress of civilizations of various races will also end here, and the evolution of heaven and earth will also end, or enter an extreme direction."

If we look at a more macro perspective, the civilization of the human race can no longer grow barbarously, and future generations will live under the shadow of heaven for generations.

The supervisor smiled and said:

"Confucian saints also feel that this is not good. The future should be decided by future generations. The ruthless nature of heaven is the greatest emotion. It does not need selfish desires and consciousness. Therefore, Confucian saints sealed all super products to fight for the souls of Kyushu. A respite for more than 1,200 years.

"Gain time for the appearance of the gatekeeper."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Xu Qi'an and said:

"You went to sea this time to seek the opportunity to be promoted to a half-step martial god."

Xu Qi'an let out a "hmm".

He failed to kill the Jialuo tree and plundered the essence of the other party's divine power. The only way out was to go to sea to find the descendants of the gods and demons.

You can't swallow Master Kou and Asuro.

Jianzheng nodded, "Actually, in my plan, taking back Shenshu's head and devouring the Jialuo tree is the best result. It's a pity that you are useless if you are given a chance."

In his plan, I should have been promoted to half-step Valkyrie long ago? No, in that case, I will not go to sea at all, and there will be no cut-off today. If I don’t cut off, I will not be qualified to be a gatekeeper

Is the old silver coin fooling me, or did he have other plans? It was my appearance that changed his original plan.

Xu Qi'an couldn't tell for a moment whether the prisoner was making malicious mockery, or if it was really something else.

I hate old silver coins. With a flat face on his face, he said:

"Then what should we do now?"

The best way to deal with old silver coins is to go whoring for nothing.

The supervisor looked to the northeast and said:

"Sail in that direction for three days, and you will arrive at an ancient battlefield, where you can find what you want. Well, that scoundrel Song Qing must have created an array for collecting blood essence."

Even though he asked this question, his tone and expression were full of determination, as if he had great confidence in his villain.

Xu Qi'an followed his gaze, and his heart skipped a beat, remembering the information given by the Merman Queen Pearl.

"The Queen of Shaman Island told me that there is an ancient battlefield in the northeast where a terrifying monster lives."

The Merman Queen was pointing to the southeast at that time, and according to the current location, the ancient battlefield was in the northeast, which happened to be the direction Jian Zheng said.

It is not difficult to speculate that the two places should be the same place.

Jianzheng said:

"That monster is a super-grade god and demon in ancient times. After the battle, the residual spirit and will merged to become a soulless monster. Compared with the Gala tree, it is more suitable for you.

"Because the spiritual accumulation of that god and demon is a symbol of 'power'. In terms of strength alone, Shi Huang is not his opponent."

Xu Qi'an's eyes lit up.

For Wufu, the temptation of strength is even stronger than that of a stunning beauty.

Putting a chance to double strength and a great beauty in front of Wu Fu, Wu Fu will choose the former without hesitation.

At this moment, the Nine-Tailed Fox, who had been silent all this time, suddenly frowned and asked:

"How does Chaopin rely on luck to replace the way of heaven?"

"Combining the luck of Kyushu in one body, then He is Kyushu, the way of heaven." Jianzheng's answer was concise and to the point.

Nine-Tailed Fox deliberated:

"So, whether it is the witch god or the Buddha, they all want to preach the Central Plains and unite their faith. As long as all the people in Kyushu believe in Buddhism or witch god religion, can they replace the way of heaven?"

The supervisor sighed:

"It's possible in theory, but it doesn't work in reality. The reality will only be crueler than you think.

"Dafeng dominates the Central Plains and has gathered a huge amount of luck, but this does not mean that all the luck of the human race in the Central Plains belongs to Dafeng. From the small Jianghu gangs to the huge monsters like the Wulin League, as long as they form a certain scale, they are all the luck of the human race. a part of.

"In addition, there are many outstanding people in the rivers, lakes and temples, and they themselves symbolize a certain amount of luck.

"Da Feng is just a gathering of the luck of the most human races.

"In the same way, even if the living beings in Kyushu believe in Buddha and witch gods, they cannot occupy all the luck of Kyushu. How can they replace the way of heaven?"

Nine-Tailed Fox vaguely grasped something, but didn't dare to confirm it, so he tentatively said:

"What should I do?"

The supervisor looked at Xu Qi'an and said:

"You once got a jade seal in the tomb, which stores luck."

Xu Qi'an nodded.

The supervisor said:

"But that dynasty has long been lost in history."

"What does this mean?" Nine-Tailed Fox didn't understand.

Xu Qi'an thought it over and said:

"Luck is condensed by the common people, or living beings, but it will not disappear with the annihilation of the living beings. As long as it is preserved by special means, it can be regarded as a force."

Having said that, his face suddenly changed.

The nine-tailed fox opened its eyes wide.

Western Regions.

The peak of Alando is condensed with the nine great dharma, like a god descending from the nine heavens, welcoming the worship of believers.

But on the backlit side where no one can see, a pair of huge eyes without eyelashes and no emotion opened.

In those huge eye sockets, the eyeballs 'gulu' rolled, and the two eyeballs slanted to the right side together, as if looking at the believers behind them.

At this time, on the mountainside of Alando, the outer rock cracked, revealing dark red flesh and two rows of big white teeth.

Each tooth is the size of an adult.

Both sides of the mouth are slowly raised up, as if grinning.

Soon, it closed back again, covered by the outer layer of rock, and turned into a mountain again.

The Sanskrit sound continued, and no one noticed that the holy mountain came alive.

On the plain at the foot of the mountain, a young girl dressed in aristocratic attire was "suffocated" by the strong urge to urinate and broke free from the state of devout prayer.

She felt as if she had fallen asleep, confused and didn't know where she was.

"Mom, I want to."

Her voice stopped abruptly, and the parents, clan brothers, and servants who were sitting cross-legged around her disappeared. There was an empty space around her, and the silence was terrifying.

The little girl stood up in horror, looked around, and shouted the names of her parents and brother.

The voice echoed in the dark world, and no one responded to her. The believers in the distance still sat cross-legged with their hands folded, immersed in their own world, with happy smiles on their faces.

For some reason, her hairs stood on end.

She shed tears in fear, squatted on the ground with her knees hugged, stared at the ground under her feet, and dared not move.

She found two groups of things arched under the thin soil, she was stunned, and carefully stretched out her hand, trying to push the soil away.

Before her fingers touched the two arched things, the soil suddenly parted, revealing a pair of bloodshot eyes without eyelashes.

After staring at her silently for a moment, 'Gulu' rolled his eyes.

The little girl's face was distorted visible to the naked eye, and her face twitched. She slowly opened her mouth and was about to burst into a high-decibel scream, but suddenly, the ground under her feet cracked and swallowed her in.

Guangxian Bodhisattva opened his eyes and looked down from a high altitude. The number of believers on the plain is rapidly decreasing.

These believers who believe in Buddhism and represent the luck of Buddhism finally merged with the Buddha they believed in.

"If you melt into the Dao, you will live forever."

Guangxian Bodhisattva had a compassionate face and put his palms together: "May all living beings attain the fruition status, and every part of Kyushu is a Buddhaland."

Beside him, Liuli Bodhisattva lowered his head and stared at the ground under his feet. His eyes penetrated the earth and rocks, he saw the inside of the mountain, and saw a statue of believers sitting cross-legged. They merged into the body of the Buddha, as if ascending to bliss.

Liuli withdrew her eyes and looked at the plain below. The Buddha's will continued to expand. The plain became him, and the river became him.

"If you eat all the luck in Kyushu, it doesn't matter even if there are no living beings in Kyushu. Because the luck will not dissipate, just like the luck stored in the jade seal."

Xu Qi'an stared at Jian Zheng, trying to get different answers from him, expecting him to overthrow his guess.

Disappointed, the supervisor nodded slowly:

"This is a catastrophe!

"It's just fighting for faith and preaching to Kyushu, what kind of catastrophe is it?

"Of course, the more believers there are, the wider the territory they occupy, and the greater the increase in super-grades. At the beginning of the founding of the country, if the Witch God Sect succeeded, there would be no such thing as Buddha and Gu God.

"Three hundred years ago, if Confucianism did not destroy the Buddha, now the Buddha may have transformed into heaven and earth, taking the way of heaven to replace him."

A shadow seemed to hang over Xu Qi'an's heart.

It is already intolerable to replace Tiandao, who would have thought that the situation would be crueler and worse than he imagined.

Nine-Tailed Fox whispered:

"At the end of the year at most, Gu God and Witch God can break free from the seal."

Anxiety and a sense of crisis exploded in an instant.

Xu Qi'an opened his mouth, and was about to say something when he suddenly saw the figure of the supervisor slowly disappearing.

The prisoner looked at him with a smile on his face:

"Know why the Confucian Sage Carving Knife is close to you and chose you?"

He couldn't finish his sentence, and his figure disappeared like a dream bubble.

Thirty miles away from Alando, Pingkang City.

As a city-state close to the holy mountain Alando, this place is full of flowers and densely populated.

The city relies on the operation of restaurants and inns as its source of income, and it is a must-choice destination for believers who go on a pilgrimage to Alando.

While the population flow is huge, it has also brought about the development of trade.

At the head of the city, a soldier on duty looked into the distance, and the barren land stretched to the end of his vision.

Suddenly, he saw the ground in the distance, stirring like a wave, as if it came alive.

He suspected that there was something wrong with his eyes, rubbed his eyes vigorously, and looked into the distance again, this time there was no movement.

Suddenly, the ground moved again. This time, it was very close to the city wall, so it could be seen very clearly.

"Hey, there's something underground."

He subconsciously clenched his spear, turned his head and said to his colleagues.

The colleague heard the words, looked into the distance for a while, but saw nothing, and complained:

"I didn't even see a ghost, so don't be surprised."

The soldier didn't believe in evil, he looked ahead and examined it with all his attention. After a long time, he gave up helplessly, turned his head and said to his colleagues:

"Strange, I obviously."

His voice stopped abruptly, his side was empty, and his colleagues were gone.

Not only that, all the soldiers on duty at the head of Pingkang City disappeared.

The whole world was silent.

The soldier looked around blankly, unable to understand the situation in front of him. When he ran to the other side of the city wall to check the situation in the city, he really felt the fear.

The whole city is empty.

At this time, a female wall a few feet away in front of her opened an eye, an eye without eyelashes and without emotion.

Immediately afterwards, all the parapets had one eye cracked, and they were lined up in rows. Their eyeballs turned at the same time, and they looked at the soldier.

the capital.

Huaiqing, who was wearing a smooth silk underwear, suddenly woke up.

The thin silk garment clings to the curvaceous and plump body, because the sweat has soaked the garment.

She lifted the thin quilt, and the robe hanging on the screen flew up by itself and draped over her shoulders.

With bare snow-white jade feet, Huaiqing stepped on the shiny floor and strode towards the outer room of the bedroom, shouting:

"Come on!"

The maid serving outside, with her head lowered, came in small steps, bowed and said:

"Your Majesty, the servant is here."

"Send someone to invite Zhao Xueshi and Wei Gong immediately. I will see them in a quarter of an hour." Huaiqing finished speaking very quickly, looked around himself, and added:

"Changing clothes for me first."

Taking Alando as the origin, flesh and blood spread rapidly, the earth came alive, the rivers came alive, and the city-states in the distance also came alive

Liuli's beautiful face is like a sculpture, lacking emotional changes, and her voice is soft but without ups and downs:

"If we can gather all the believers from the Western Regions, within three days, the Buddha will be able to refine the Western Regions."

"Since the Buddha is from the Western Regions, how can he come up with the theory of refinement?"

Jia Luoshu's voice came from behind her.

The Buddha is assimilating with the Western Regions. Buddhism has been operating in the Western Regions for thousands of years, and beliefs are everywhere, and luck has long been integrated into Buddhism.

Therefore, the Buddha's pace of becoming the Western Regions is not hindered by anything, and it is natural.

Guangxian Bodhisattva laughed and said:

"When the Buddha is done, he can go east and devour the Qi of the Central Plains. At this time, the Gu God and the Witch God are still in the seal."

The two Bodhisattvas smiled slightly when they heard the words.

Guangxian looked at the Jialuo tree and said:

"Xu Qi'an's going overseas is doomed to be in vain, the descendants of gods and demons above the third rank have long been slaughtered by that ancient gods and demons.

"He is likely to put all his eggs in one basket and grab your attention. I can set up a situation to kill him later."

Jia Luoshu's face was serious, and his tone was flat:

"He may not dare to come to the Western Regions."

After finishing speaking, he heard Liuli Bodhisattva beside him frown and say:

"Where is Duer?"

PS: The typo is corrected first and then corrected.

The leader can apply for the leader group with one click in the introduction of the book, and the lucky draw in the group will send a commemorative gift box for the starting point. The deadline is on the 7th of this month. The operation officer asked me to post it, but I forgot

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