"Why! Why the hell is that?! Chonglou couldn't help but wail. originally thought that this time he could show his skills and play a bloody drama of heroes saving beauty, but who expected that people didn't give him this chance at all.

first let the Buddha flee in shame, and then killed Li Tianwang with one blow, won the Linglong Pagoda, and collected this heavenly immortal!

Is this something that a mortal can do? Even if you want to do it yourself, I'm afraid it's not that easy, right?

Xiu Fan Shangxian, I really took the heavy building, and I was able to throw myself to the ground.

"Don't howl, what, why not, I just want to know where my master is locked up by them." Zixian put away the pagoda and made it the size of a hairpin, pinned it to her hair.

Since following Zixian, he has experienced this kind of strange thing a lot, and the Demon Venerable is also a little immune. So he didn't ask anything like "how can it be so small".

"Wait a minute, I'll try it with the Soul Searching Dafa." Heavy stairway.

Taking advantage of the effort of searching for souls in the heavy building, Zixian looked around on this empty hall.

"Huh? This is? When I walked to the center of the main hall, the clouds and mist under my feet slowly dispersed, revealing a huge mirror with a diameter of several tens of zhang.

In that mirror, there are deserts and plains, forests and oceans, mountains and lakes, and everything is encompassing. Zixian was playful for a while, and pointed to a hill casually with his hand, only to see that the hill quickly enlarged, and in an instant, the entire mirror showed the situation on this mountain.

It turns out that this "small mountain" is not small at all, it is actually a huge mountain range that towers into the sky and spans hundreds of miles. The mountains are lush with green trees, and a river meanders through the valley like a jade belt, and there seem to be some black spots in the river, which should be ships or something.

Suddenly, there was a faint fire at the foot of the mountain, and Zixian hurriedly pointed to that place. With this finger, the picture zooms in again.

At the foot of the hill a small village was almost engulfed in flames, the crackling of the flames and the terrible howls of the flames.

A group of men dressed as soldiers, riding on horses and armed with spears, slaughtered every living creature they could see.

When a soldier was about to shoot a brown puppy to death, a little boy ran out of nowhere, picked up the puppy and ran. But before he could take two steps, he was caught up by the soldiers, and the head of the gun came out of the little boy's chest.

Drops of crimson blood dripped from the tip of the spear and landed on the puppy's head. The boy's eyes widened and he fell stiffly.

The puppy whined and wailed, and there were tears in his eyes.

The soldier cursed in a low voice: "Little bastard, you are really looking for death." ”

After that, he stabbed again, and the puppy barked miserably and fell in a pool of blood.

The soldier stepped forward, picked up the puppy's body, turned around and shouted, "Brothers, eat barbecue tonight." ”

Zixian was so shocked by the scene in front of him that she couldn't speak, and her heart was extremely uncomfortable. Her hand clenched and loosened, and her fingers trembled and pointed to another place.

The once prosperous city of Luoyang is now dilapidated and desolate. On the deserted streets, the fallen leaves were swept up by the residual wind. A middle-aged man in tattered clothes and skinny led a little girl who was also so thin that she was only skinny and bones, and walked slowly forward in the blood-colored sunset.

Walking through the alleys, the two finally stopped in front of a dilapidated door.

The man hesitated slightly, but finally raised his hand.

"Knock knock."

In a moment, a middle-aged woman with a sad face opened the door.

"Brought?"

"Hmm." The man's voice was as rough as his large, calloused hands.

The woman pulled out a black and thin little boy from behind, pushed it forward, and choked up, "Then, let's change it." ”

"How is he? Let's use his sister, so I can leave some incense for your old Liu family. ”

"You're really hungry, last month, didn't Niuniu already ......" Speaking of this, the middle-aged woman's already dry eyes actually shed tears again: "You can't change it, don't wait for me to regret it." ”

……

Easy to eat?!

Zixian was already shocked in his heart. This kind of situation, which only appeared in the legendary year of the Great Tribulation, actually happened in front of his eyes.

Why? Why?!

Could it be that what Heavenly Court said was true? Just because he released those evil ghosts, now the world has become Shura Purgatory?

Zixian changed a few more places without giving up. Everywhere you look, there is either a war of war, or there is no harvest and starvation all over the field, or the plague is rampant in lonely graves, or the evil spirits are raging and the evil ghosts are eating people.

The heart beats like a drum, angry, sad, and blames itself...... A series of emotions engulfed Zixian like a flood. The scene in front of her was like the most ruthless whip, whipping Zixian's conscience and making her unable to dodge.

"It's all my fault...... I am a sinner in the world. Zixian's hands and feet were cold, and he sat down on the ground dejectedly, and tears couldn't stop flowing.

Chonglou searched all over the underworld and heaven, but found no trace of Dugu Qinxin. Feeling Zixian's strange appearance, he asked out loud: "Xiufan Shangxian, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Chonglou, I, I was really wrong this time...... Zixian trembled.

"What do you say? How could this be your fault? It's obviously the fault of those immortals! ”

"Heaven is at fault, but I have transferred my pain to more innocent people...... What are their sins? Zixian curled up in front of the mirror in pain, and his endless remorse almost burst the already scarred heart.

"Don't look like this, get up, get up!" Heavy building rush road.

Zixian didn't say or move, but the tears kept flowing.

Those images linger in my mind, like a nightmare that you can never wake up from.

Tears and trembling, as if this was all he could do.

I'm cold.

Even if I hugged myself tightly, I still didn't feel a trace of warmth.

"I'm a sinner, I deserve to die." Zixian only had this one thought in his heart.

A distant memory came flooding back.

In my memory, I was dressed in purple, and I broke into a large hall angrily, beat a woman in blue upside down and flew out with one palm, and then protected a little girl who looked exactly like myself behind her.

The woman in white on the side was furious, clenched her fingers into claws, and grabbed at herself. She swung her sword to resist, so she turned to the person behind her.

At this moment, a petite figure blocked the claw, and it was instantly pierced through her chest, and the blood stained her lilac clothes red.

The dazzling bright red stabbed his brain blank. I vaguely heard a weak voice like a dream: "I'm so tired, it's painful, I want to go home." ”

Remorse, endless remorse and self-reproach fill his heart. Just because of his own impulsiveness, he let a fresh life die.

I don't kill Beren, but Beren dies because of me.

Mo Zixian, with your hands covered in blood, what qualifications do you have to say that you have a clear conscience?

A white light quickly flew from the sky and fell into Zi Xian's body. It is a spirit of remorse and compassion.