Zhang Xiaole has always known that there must be some people who will die, the number is a thousand, and he can accept it within 10,000. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

As long as it is a damned person, Zhang Xiaole will not frown no matter how much he dies, but he didn't expect that 8.6 million Beijing people would die.

If there are no innocents among them, then there are ghosts.

"Why did you kill so many people?"

Zhang Xiaole asked in a trembling voice, although he didn't see it, he could still imagine the picture of the corpses like a mountain and the scene of a river of blood.

He couldn't believe that his words could have caused such a big killing.

"Humiliate the Honorable One, and then ten times, and kill it as such." Tairi spoke, very serious but also resolute.

Indeed, in their eyes, people have been divided into three, six, nine and so on, they are high, and the people below can only be regarded as ants, the two have already changed, they are not the same kind of people, so if they die, they will die, and no matter how much they are, it doesn't matter.

But Zhang Xiaole is different, he is still an ordinary person, although he has obtained the identity of Hongmeng God, it does not mean that he is Hongmeng God, he has feelings and emotions.

Originally, I was just going to punish him, but I didn't expect it to cause such an effect.

The emperor was angry, ambushed millions of corpses, Hongmeng was angry, and the royal family was annihilated.

He didn't know what to say, his mood became very bad, he couldn't say anything, 8.6 million people in Beijing, and Huaxia was only 1.5 billion people.

What's the difference between this and Rollin? What is the difference with Gu Tianfan? What's the difference with people who feel like they're bad guys?

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaole didn't know what to say, he cut off the connection with Tairi, and then came directly to Wang Hu's live broadcast room and asked straight to the point.

"Can a person be resurrected from the dead?"

Zhang Xiaole opened his mouth and asked, very directly, he didn't want to create such a big killing, although there was no cause and effect, but he must not become ruthless, if a person has no emotion, even if he has a strong ability?

This was not Zhang Xiaole's original intention.

"Resurrection of the dead?"

Wang Hu was stunned, this question is really difficult to answer, after thinking for a while, Wang Hu said: "If it's just that the body is gone, and the primordial gods are still there, it is not very difficult to resurrect, but if the primordial gods are gone, it is basically impossible to resurrect, mortals are a little better, it is said that if mortals die, they can enter the six realms of reincarnation, but the monks can't." ”

Wang Hu replied seriously.

When a mortal dies, it is possible to enter the six realms of reincarnation, and there is a saying of reincarnation, but there is no reincarnation for monks, only in the world, which is an unchanging thing for eternity.

"No reincarnation? Just can't be saved? Zhang Xiaole was silent for a moment.

There must be wrongful killings, and there are many, many of them, this is immeasurable killing, only God can escape, Zhang Xiaole does not involve any cause and effect, but he can't get over it in his heart.

For a moment, it seemed that there were mountains pressing on his heart, and Zhang Xiaole's mood became very bad.

Very bad.

He never thought that he would be angry and cause such a killing, this was not his original intention, nor was it the result he wanted.

The wicked can be punished, and if the great wicked person kills him, he will not be sad, but too many innocent people will be involved.

Now to scold them has no effect, and the dead cannot be resurrected.

There were too many innocent people dead, Zhang Xiaole seemed very silent and sat in the room.

Time flies slowly.

One day!

Three days!

Five days!

Ten days.

Zhang Xiaole didn't leave, he seemed extremely silent, this is an unspeakable murderous catastrophe, and the experience of Taoism.

If Zhang Xiaole makes excuses for himself, then he will become an indiscriminate murderer in the future, because he has chosen to escape.

If Zhang Xiaole can know that he is wrong and have a little repentance, then he is still him, and his heart has not changed.

In this quiet environment, Zhang Xiaole sat here quietly like a dead man.

There is a layer of dust on the table, Zhang Xiaole is like an ancient Buddha, quiet and terrifying.

It's just that suddenly, Zhang Xiaole couldn't help but sigh heavily, a month has passed, he was silent for a month, thinking for a month, and finally he couldn't pass this hurdle.

"It was me who was wrong!"

Zhang Xiaole sighed and said such a sentence, in the past month, he has been trying to make excuses for what he has done wrong, but no matter what the excuse is, he understands that it is just an excuse.

I can't convince my heart.

At that moment, Zhang Xiaole opened the Chaoshen live broadcast room and entered his own live broadcast room.

This is the second live broadcast since the Tao Te Ching was launched.

The live broadcast room with the highest number of attention in the human world is Zhang Xiaole's, just started the live broadcast, tens of millions of monks frantically poured in, they have already set special attention, once Zhang Xiaole starts the live broadcast, he will take the initiative to enter as soon as possible.

This requires spirit stones, a privilege that can be obtained, but many big people don't care.

Soon the number jumped from 10 million to 100 million, 1 billion, 10 billion, 100 billion, trillion.

The numbers beat frantically again, but Zhang Xiaole didn't have a trace of turmoil in his heart.

He spoke slowly.

"With the meaning of Hongmeng, open six reincarnations, send innocent souls to life, the war king family, all mortals, no great evil, come back from the dead, die in vain to the descendants of the monks, enjoy the merits of the Great Dao, the war king family, eternal and immortal, enjoy the blessings of Qi Tian."

Zhang Xiaole spoke, he was very serious, although he didn't know if his words had any effect, but he wanted to make up for it.

The monk can't be resurrected, mortals should, he tries again, and at the same time gives the dead Warlord a benefit.

The so-called eternal immortality, which means that this is luck, if they still offend the Hongmeng God, they will still die without a place to be buried, to put it bluntly, Zhang Xiaole protects this clan, and the real body is sheltered.

Give the greatest benefit, this is the only person Zhang Xiaole can compensate.

After the arrival of hundreds of millions of Jing monks, he didn't expect that Zhang Xiaole was not preaching, but building six reincarnations.

Say what you say!

Hongmeng's words, the world has changed drastically, and one after another the big universe has resonated, one after another sages, ancient immortal kings, and people with the same will in the long river of history, have resonated, setting off Zhang Xiaole.

The War King Galaxy was originally shattered, but suddenly, boundless Xuanhuang Qi appeared, permeating here, repairing the damage after the war.

The rain of light fell on the earth, and all mortals were resurrected, and they reshaped their bodies, watching all this in amazement, and at the same time being washed by the yellow energy.

It can be said that although they died once, they have received immeasurable benefits, and most mortals are difficult to cultivate, but with Zhang Xiaole's blessing, they can not only cultivate, but each of them is a genius.

This is a very unnatural thing.

Of the 8.6 million Jing living beings, sixty percent of them are mortals, and the other forty percent are monks, and now each of them has become a genius that is rare to see in a hundred years, and if they cultivate, they will definitely reach the realm of transforming into gods.

In detail, among this group of creatures, more than one person can become an immortal king.

"What's going on?"

"Why did the Hongmeng God ask about the War King's family?"

"It is said that the death of the War King clan is related to Hongmeng, is it possible?"

Someone opened his mouth and said some obscure things, and at that moment the divine thunder fell, he was directly killed by the Heavenly Dao, without any hesitation, the death of this kind of person is not considered an innocent person, and there are some taboos, which cannot be said.

No one dared to talk nonsense, they just looked at it like that.

And the divine realm.

An ancient being, sitting in the middle of a void, quietly watched this scene.

"Can't guess! Can't guess! I really can't guess. ”

The ancient being sighed and spoke, with a sense of melancholy in his words.

The war king clan came back from the dead, but the monk could not save it, just because this road was a path against the heavens, and he could enjoy freedom, but he was deprived of reincarnation, and there was no next life, only this life.

Gained, lost.

Sixty percent of the mortals of the War King clan have come to life, they know what happened, Tiandao directly comprehended it, and knelt on the ground one by one, they didn't know that it was Zhang Xiaole who slaughtered them, so they were grateful to Dade.

But even if they knew, they were still grateful.

Just because Zhang Xiaole's identity is too noble, even if Zhang Xiaole kills them, just find a reason, they will die in vain, and it will not add a trace of pressure to Zhang Xiaole.

All this is just a test for Zhang Xiaole, whether to stick to his heart or be reborn.

Whether it is good or evil, no one can decide, only the only one can decide. (To be continued.) )