Zeng Yingqi died.

What killed him was not Pan Long's martial arts, nor was it the vast mana attracted by his immeasurable merits.

The method of merit that Pan Long learned from the two masters of Huishan and Ciming can only be used to help the world and save people, but not to kill people.

His palm actually had only one effect, which was to eliminate all the evil on Zeng Yingqi's body.

According to Pan Long's thoughts, as long as the evil spirit on this old man's body is eliminated, and he is turned back into a person who is not good, at least he is a conscience, then all the evil deeds he has done in the past two hundred years will naturally overwhelm Zeng Yingqi.

At that time, he doesn't even need to make a move, Zeng Yingqi should be able to make a decision on his own.

In life, you still need a little decency.

Lao Zeng is also a well-known master in the world, and he is a well-known big man in this Youzhou, and he can shake a party by stomping his feet.

How could a person like him not give himself a decent oneself?

Someone knocked on the door, the bad things done were revealed, and the evil conspiracy was exposed - in this case, what a decent person should do, isn't it clear at a glance?

Pan Long watched a famous TV series in his previous life, and the villain in it chose to break off on his own when he couldn't escape.

He was still very satisfied with that ending.

As a big man, he should save the last bit of face for himself and use his life to maintain the last dignity.

He felt that Zeng Yingqi would do the same—at least, Zeng Yingqi would do the same after being purified by merit.

But after all, he still underestimated Zeng Yingqi too much.

In other words, he underestimated the Zeng family's mental method too much.

Although that mental method can help those who cultivate it to make continuous progress through battle, it gradually distorts and changes people's minds and souls.

Eventually, the person who practices this practice will become evil in their bones, and it can even be said that they are the embodiment of evil.

What happens when an evil incarnate is removed from all evil?

Naturally, it is dead.

This is the result of Zeng Yingqi.

Although he was not injured in the slightest, and even his expression was very peaceful, looking like a kind and gentle old man, he was really dead.

Pan Long could clearly feel that the vitality in his body had dissipated.

The one standing in front of him on crutches was no longer a martial arts master, but just a corpse.

He was slightly stunned, walked closer, looked at it carefully for a while, and then reached out and pressed it on Zeng Yingqi's body, and injected the true qi into the old man's body to probe it.

Dead indeed.

Dead, without the slightest life, even the soul has dissipated.

Unless he puts out the altar like Wen Chao's afterimage and asks the demon god to take action, even if he is a demon god and immortal Buddha, there is no way to bring him back to life.

The current Zeng Yingqi is just a good corpse in good condition.

If there is a medical school in the world, you can consider asking him to be a general teacher, which can be regarded as contributing to the world.

That's what he's used for......

Pan Long smiled, but did not stop immediately, but flew into the air, continuing to urge merit, further expanding the scope of the falling flowers and rain, and enveloping the entire town inside.

The rain of golden flowers fell, and from time to time resentment surfaced in the town, and then it was purified.

The golden rain of flowers sits on everyone's body, purifying them of their evil and healing their wounds.

They stood still, motionless.

Some people with strong martial arts wanted to resist in their hearts, but their strength and true qi could not be raised.

At some point, the golden rain of flowers dissipated, and the surroundings returned to quiet. Except for the never-ending waves of the sea, there is no other sound between heaven and earth.

Then, at last, someone came to their senses and looked around.

I saw that the huge town was full of people standing in a daze.

"What's wrong with everybody......? Are they all dead!"

Someone shouted in a trembling voice.

Then, one after another, people woke up, as if they had a deep dream, and it was time to wake up. It's like having eaten and drunk enough to rest, and I feel relaxed.

More than one person shouted in surprise and joy: "My injury/illness is healed!"

There was also more than one who grabbed someone and yelled, but couldn't wake up the other person with a smile.

After all, the man was dead.

Pan Long's move when he left was large-scale, but it was not a harmless method for humans and animals.

As long as the other party is evil enough, and there is no Qimen stunt that can protect the soul and resist the degree, it is basically a death in front of this move.

This round of flower rain fell, and in the entire Zengjiazhuang town, I am afraid that hundreds of people died.

As evidenced by the Sutra of Mountains and Seas, which has been completely filled with aura.

Pan Long himself was taken aback by this amount.

He wasn't shocked that he had killed too many people, he was shocked - there were so many people in the area of Zengjiazhuang who could be directly killed?

The people of this place are too wicked!

The power of the flower rain is known in his own heart. Even those green forest guests who have done murder and overselling goods, as long as they can talk about some rules when they "do business", and they will not kill or injure people when they get money, they will basically only be stunned, and they will not be directly killed.

Only those brutal people who take pleasure in killing, or villains who have no care about killing and have exterminated their humanity, will be turned to death by a round of flowers.

In the area of Zengjiazhuang, there are so many such beasts and villains?

He couldn't help but feel that he might have received a drudgery on the abyss' side.

The folk customs here in Youzhou seem to be much worse than those in the north!

He estimated that if he sprinkled a wave of merit flowers and rain in Dingfeng Town, most of them would not be able to die.

How did you get to Youzhou, the effect is so dangerous?

No wonder there aren't many monks in this place......

Muttering in his heart, Pan Long hid his figure, drove the cloud out of Zengjiazhuang, and went to Xiangping Mansion to meet his subordinates.

Watching him walk away, high in the sky, three figures appeared.

"Little bird, you have to take care of your apprentice, don't let the monk abduct him. Lie Yukou smiled, "He already has great merit, and most of his previous life was a high monk." Now he is practicing the Dharma of Buddhism...... In a few days, I won't be surprised that he has shaved his hair and put on his robe. ”

Bi Lingkong's face suddenly turned red: "Bah, bah, don't say bad things! He is a very cerebral person, so he won't let the sect master of a good sect not do it, what kind of monk will he be!"

Lan Lingquan shook his head: "Actually, even if he joins the Buddhist sect, it will not affect him to establish his own sect among the hundreds of schools of thought with the study of mathematics and physics in the future, and become the sect master of the 'mathematician' faction." ”

He looked at Bi Lingkong, who was a little uneasy, and sighed: "Even if he learns the kung fu of Confucianism and Legalism, if he finally becomes the sect master of mathematicians in the future, then although our two factions have face, they will eventually break the inheritance." ”

Bi Lingkong's face suddenly turned pale.

"I'm still fine, anyway, the Legalists are self-prospering, and if I die, I can be calm. If Confucianism really dies in your hands...... Little bird, are you okay with it?"

Bi Lingkong swallowed and spit, and his voice trembled a little: "No...... Not really...... Master, they ...... Sooner or later it will be resurrected. ”

"That's not necessarily, maybe they're going to pursue a wider world, I don't know. ”

"That'...... What should I do?"

"Still the same thing. Lan Ling smiled slightly and said, "After all, the demon god is not enough to rely on the eternal world, don't wander around, study honestly." Understand the algebra that Pan Long left for you, which can be regarded as an entry-level algebra, take this road and cultivate into an immortal Buddha, and when the time comes, with you in charge, Confucianism will have peace of mind. ”

"But I really can't read it!"

Lan Lingqing rolled his eyes and didn't bother to pay attention to this.

Above the clouds, the invincible demon god Yiwu in the world has a sad face, as if tomorrow is the deadline but the author has no inspiration.