"What?"

Xiao Mo was full of excitement.

"Grandpa, did you hear that?"

Motu was surprised: "Lord of Bronze, the origin of the patina plague. ”

The creatures of Qianyuan were all stunned, and then an irrepressible anger erupted, making the sky bloom with red clouds.

"Dog, it turns out that you are the bane!"

"Miscellaneous things, all three of my children were killed by you. ”

"Beast eggs, I curse you to fight five thunders in the sky, and you will not die well!"

Moment.

The crowd was outraged.

Heaven and earth are full of foul language.

All kinds of swearing words are greeted by a set.

Extraterritorial.

Out of nothingness.

Pluto stars float in the sky.

Each one buries billions of undead souls and slowly awakens.

And they surround a bronze coffin, larger than ordinary stars, covered in patina, carved with evil images, showing the terrible scene of father and son cannibalism, ravaging women and children, and killing cannibalism.

In the coffin.

A thin slit is exposed.

Pour out boundless evil power and turn into a demonic wind.

swept through the 32 states of Qianyuan, causing three trillion living beings to hear evil sounds.

"Those who insult me, suffer and kill the heart!"

Suddenly!

The insults stopped.

All living beings froze in their chests.

It's like being held in the heart and feeling the cold death.

"No, I'm so miserable......" A fierce monk broke out in pain and turned into a bronze statue, extremely hideous.

"I was wrong, please spare us!" many villagers were terrified.

"I didn't scold you!"

"I'm sorry!"

Suddenly.

Shut up.

Fear is the supreme authority.

The Lord of Bronze was gloomy and said:

"The plague of patina is the punishment of heaven for thy iniquity. ”

"If you want to save yourself, cook the bronze corpse, drink hot pulp, repent of your sins, and abuse your flesh as forgiveness, you can get rid of the shackles of sickness!"

Hear the words.

The world was stunned.

Everyone was a little hesitant.

Motu frowned, the more he thought about it, the more wrong it became.

"I'll try, I'm dying anyway!"

A monk was terminally ill, saw hope, and immediately tried.

I picked a bronze corpse at random and boiled it into soup, which was black and fishy, with a strong smell of patina.

Drink it all.

Fell to his knees and kept kowtowing.

Knock knock, so hard that the scalp cracked, and blood stained the floor.

"Bronze on top, I sincerely repent, in order to cultivate immortals, I abandoned my family and children, and attacked others in order to seize the elixir......"

With the sound of knocking and kowtowing, one after another crimes were complained.

"Look!"

"The patina spots faded. ”

"The method works, and I have to repent!"

Motu saw the old spicy: "Everyone, I think this method is strange. ”

It's a pity that the villagers have been driven crazy by the plague, and now they see a little hope: "If you don't want to drink, leave us alone!"

Their scarlet eyes were full of madness and hysteria.

Next.

Xiaomo saw a terrifying scene.

Nibbling on their own kind, masochistic flesh, and repenting one after another.

Wailing and blood, pain and redemption dancing together, a hellish scene.

"The Lord of Bronze is the true god, and the God of Hua is the evil god!" said a monk covered in blood, but his face showed a divine expression of redemption.

"Truth and goodness hope are useless, only pain can be redeemed!"

"From now on, I believe in bronze!"

The villagers are in a frenzy.

Rushed into the Huashen Temple and smashed the clay statue.

Qin Li hadn't been worshiped for long, and he completely fell off the altar.

Motu's eyes were full of despair and sorrow: "Little devil, let's go!"

The grandfather and grandson helped them out.

Now.

The chaos of Qianyuan intensified.

Qin Li controlled the Bronze Island and saw countless tragic situations.

In order to repent of sins and suppress the plague, some cut off their hands and feet, cut off their tongues, and blinded their eyes......

There was a woman who was born beautiful, and many men were jealous, and she poured hot oil on her face in order to repent.

There is also a pair of ignorant parents, in order to bless the full moon child from getting sick, watered it with patina hot liquid and scalded it alive......

There are too many tragedies like this.

"People are ghosts, and Qianyuan is purgatory!"

Qin Li closed his eyes, and he could still hear the crazy cries of all beings.

Qin Lianyi looked at the countless living beings, and after the bloody self-mutilation, he showed a happy expression and goosebumps weirdly.

Dugu Old Demon frowned: "The Lord of Bronze is a good means, pain is the best nutrient for evil power, so offering, but drinking to quench thirst, it won't be long before the living people turn into zombies, and the sky and the earth will be dark forever." ”

Keep going.

Came across another village.

Villagers enshrine a bronze sculpture.

Bloodletting every day, watering bronze, more and more demonic and weird.

"Stop!"

"Stop self-harm!"

Qin Li stepped out of the air and stopped everyone.

The villagers exclaimed: "It's a great monk, so powerful!"

"What about the Great Monk, he can't save us, only the Lord of Bronze is the savior, we have to work hard to repent!"

秦立 says:

"Pain cannot be forgiven!"

"Self-harm only exacerbates the power of the plague!"

"Only by having good thoughts, being self-reliant and self-reliant, can we turn merit into merit, pull out the patina plague, and save ourselves!"

Say it!

The Pagoda of Merit emerges.

It is no longer as glorious and sacred as it once was.

It looks yellow and dusty, revealing oldness, and cracks.

This is a sign of the collapse of the merit system.

But Qin Liren did not give up.

Strive to bring out the light.

Rumble!

Brilliant gold.

Shine on a group of afflicted people.

"It's so hot, do you want to kill us?"

"There is no redemption from this torture!"

"He must be a demon!"

The villagers screamed.

The whole body squeaked and squeaked black.

It's like Ling Chi scraping bones, and they die and come back to life in pain.

"You no longer have good thoughts in your hearts, not even the light of dawn can save you!"

Qin Li sighed helplessly.

He understood that Qianyuan was rotten to the bone.

People don't want to chase the candle of hope, they just want to sink in the darkness in agony.

Because hard work is painful and difficult, but depravity is easy and comfortable, which is the disadvantage of human nature and the source of evil power.

"Get out!"

"We don't need you!"

"Demons, kind of kill me!"

The villagers were furious and blurted out scolding, as if they were going to eat Qin Li.

On top of the Forty-Eight Merit Pagoda, there was an extra crack, and they had encountered dozens of villages before, all like this.

Qin Lianyi couldn't bear it anymore, and reprimanded angrily: "Ignorant fool, my father is the god of Hua, save Qianyuan, not only do you not believe it, but you also believe in the Lord of Bronze, you deserve to suffer this!"

The villagers were shocked:

"It turns out that you are Huashen!"

"Bullshit, but a monk!"

"Full of truth, goodness and beauty, but in fact false and empty, you will be damned!"

Qin Lianyi stomped his feet angrily.

"Let's go!"

Qin Li shook his head helplessly.

I went to several more affected villages and towns.

The result is like this, and I received a lot of scolding.

Qin Lianyi snorted angrily: "Father, all living beings are not worthy of your salvation. ”

"Don't say that, they are innocent too!" Qin Li said.

Suddenly!

He realized something.

Take out the lamp of goodness and extinguish the candle.

"People are no longer kind, and there is no need for this lamp to exist. ”

Qin Li was speechless, closed his eyes and sighed.

Faintly.

He heard crying.

"Grandpa, don't die!"

Xiaomo hugged Motu and cried bitterly.

Qin Li remembered the pair of grandchildren and hurriedly stepped forward to help.

Unfortunately, it was too late, and Motu had already turned into a corpse, covered in patina, stiff as a bronze statue.

The old face was still painful, his cloudy eyes looked at the sky, revealing endless loneliness and reluctance, and the corners of his mouth fell, as if he was lamenting the passing of his ideals, and he was more worried about the future of his grandson.

"I'm late!"

Qin Li landed, and he was overwhelmed with grief.

Xiao Mo looked at him in a daze, tears gushing out.

"Huashen, my grandfather died so painfully, he was tortured by the plague for thirty days!"

Qin Li bowed his head:

"It's all because I'm too incompetent!"

Xiaomo tried hard to wipe away his tears, gritted his teeth and said:

"No, it's the Lord of Bronze who is too hateful, and it's the beings who are too ignorant!"

Qin Li touched his head and smiled gently: "Otherwise, you will live with me and stay away from the world." ”

"Thank you Huashen!"

Xiaomo's tears wet the placket:

"But I don't want to escape this chaotic world. ”

"I want to send my grandfather back to my hometown, and then survey and map the whole picture of Huazhou, burn the map to my grandfather, and comfort his soul in the sky!"

Qin Li nodded.

"I have backbone, I support it!"

He gave out some gifts, including pills and exercises.

After Xiaomo thanked him repeatedly, he carried his grandfather's corpse on his back and resolutely embarked on a difficult road.

"Dad, will he be in trouble?" Qin Lianyi said worriedly.

"A good man has a safe life!"

Qin Li snapped his fingers.

The Purple Gold Dragon of Luck emerges.

A piece of scales flew out and injected into the top of Mo's head.

With a hint of imperial protection, he will be in trouble and live well.

At this time!

Far away.

A few rays of light struck quickly.

Soon fell in front of him, showing several saints.

Compared with before, they are full of spirits and their strength has improved a lot.

"King Qin, you are calling so anxiously, but what's the matter?"

Qin Li looked at them and said coldly:

"You drank the blood of the immortals!"