Chapter 1207: The people are suffering, and Qin Mu has an epiphany
Wen Ge smiled and said: "It's good that you have a spectrum in your heart, but although it is not necessary to say that all the Sanhua monks have stepped into the threshold of the law, there are still many Sanhua monks who have stepped into the threshold of the law, especially those who are in charge of the super forces, almost all of them are law owners, so that they are more threatening to you, of course, at this point, you are stronger than them, but after all, you still have a gap in the realm, and besides, there are many more people than you, so it is better to be careful in the face of the Sanhua monks, Especially the Sanhua powerhouse of the super power! β
"However, you kid has comprehended all the laws of the five elements, which has fundamentally changed you, Lao Tzu, it is the first time I have encountered this kind of thing, and I don't know what kind of strength you will exert now, now I really want you to fight with the Sanhua monk, and see what difference you have when the five elements laws gather!"
"You'll see!" Qin Mu's answer was very calm, he also didn't know how he compared to the Sanhua Monk now, so he was also looking forward to it.
Qin Mu, who was flying fast, suddenly stopped, looked down, and saw a small mortal city below, with a large number of mortals pouring in from all directions, even if the entire city was almost overcrowded, there were still a large number of mortals coming here.
Seeing the scene below, Qin Mu frowned, these mortals were not sick or disaster-free, how could they move their families, and looking at their desperate appearance of pouring into the city, it seemed that they were hiding from something, as if this city could bring them some sense of security.
Because there were so many people, the people of this city had to choose to close the city and no longer let those people enter, and the scene became even more chaotic.
Unable to enter the city, the people did not leave, but gathered outside the city, as if turning the city into a refugee camp.
Qin Mu stopped at a high altitude and looked at the scene below with a suspicious face, these people were coming from the villages around the city at a glance, but what would make so many people leave their hometowns, if they were to avoid the plague, then there would be some diseases among these people, but not now, obviously not to avoid any natural disasters.
Qin Mu's divine sense then dispersed, enveloping all the areas within a radius of a hundred miles, and he didn't find any tragic scenes of mourning, only some people who were still uprooted on the road, as well as empty villages, and he didn't find any unusual aura in these villages.
Qin Mu threw his divine sense into the city below, and found that there were few monks in the city, but the realm was very low, and almost all of them were under the refinement of the gods, but even the innate realm was definitely a person with a head and a face in such a mortal city, but now the expressions of these people were also a little apprehensive, and they were not much better than the expressions of those people outside the city.
Qin Mu did not fall behind, nor did he ask in person, but directly listened to the conversation of these mortals with his divine sense.
In the crowd, a little girl who was only three or four years old leaned on her mother's arms and said in that timid voice: "Mother, do you say that if we leave the village, we will really not be eaten by monsters?" β
The woman stroked the girl's hair, her tired face was full of pity, and smiled: "Don't worry, girl, there are so many of us together, it will be fine, and in a few days, we can go home again!" β
"Uh-huh...... Mother, I'm sleepy, if anything happens, you must wake me up! β
"Well, go to sleep, when the girl wakes up, we may have gone home!"
The woman took the girl in her arms and let her sleep in her mother's arms, the girl's innocent face was so quiet, and the woman's tired face was also the same pity, perhaps there were too many sorrows in her heart, but she did not want to show it in front of the child, and did not want to let the innocent child be as frightened and desperate as herself.
In the crowd, there are many such naΓ―ve children, even if they are uprooted from home, they still believe that things will be fine, and those adults are obviously not so naΓ―ve, but they can only sigh and sigh, and cannot do anything else.
As more and more people gathered outside the city, the chaotic scene before was strangely calmed down, no one shouted into the city anymore, just stayed quietly outside the city, gradually, there were more and more people outside the city, but the atmosphere was getting quieter and quieter, more and more depressing, like a dark cloud hanging over everyone's heart.
There are no words, no supplication, perhaps all their languages have already been used, silence, only silence, silence awaits everything, silence is a kind of acceptance, the same is a silent resistance, the silence is apprehensive, the silence is terrified, and perhaps in the end they will die in silence.
Qin Mu quietly hid in the sky, listening to the voices of those people, listening to their sorrow and panic, listening to their helplessness and despair.
At this moment, Qin Mu's heart was unusually calm, no curiosity, no anger, no murder, only calm, as if he was a person outside the world, looking at the joys and sorrows of the world with cold eyes, life and death.
Gradually, Qin Mu felt that his consciousness had left his body and turned into countless ways, some fell on the young child, experiencing his innocence that was not deeply involved in the world, some fell on the adult, experiencing the complex emotions, some fell on the grass, feeling the life and death of the grass and trees, some fell on the flying insects, experienced the rotation of life in a short life, and some fell on the mountains and rocks, and experienced the immovable vicissitudes of countless years of wind and rain.
At this moment, Qin Mu's thoughts were already divergent, entering a wonderful realm, and the aura on his body was constantly disappearing until it was completely gone.
His body was originally integrated into the void, if it was ordinary, without his own control, his body would automatically appear from the void, but now Qin Mu's consciousness was no longer on his body, but his body still did not appear from the void, as if he was already a part of this void, regardless of each other.
No one knew what state Qin Mu was in now, not even Wen Ge in his dantian, and in his sea of consciousness space, the chaotic spiritual power suddenly gathered, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a human form, but he still couldn't see what it was, and it felt as if it could disperse at any time.
"Huh...... It is worthy of being a person who can trigger the oath of the Heavenly Dao, and will always do something far beyond his realm, listening to the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of others, he can let himself inexplicably touch the realm of a thought of Tianyan, which is really beyond people's imagination! β
"Maybe it's just a coincidence, but with the first time, it will be much easier in the future, I don't know how long you can have an epiphany this time!"
Epiphany is such a thing, no one knows when it will appear, and they don't know when it will end, some people want to have an epiphany but can't, some have an epiphany unconsciously, some can benefit a lot from the epiphany, and some are inexplicable, some people can have an epiphany for a thousand years, and some people can only have an epiphany for a moment, so epiphany is not something you can have if you want to, nor can you harvest something if you have it, this is an unknown.
No one would have thought that in the sky above this city where a large number of mortals gathered, in the seemingly empty void, Qin Mu entered a different perception outside the spiritual objects.
Time passed little by little, and soon, this day was completely gone, and when the night came, enveloping the land, there was an inexplicable depressing atmosphere inside and outside this city occupied by a large number of mortals, which not only did not eliminate the sorrow that lingered in everyone's hearts during the day, but made their hearts heavier.
The bright moon in the sky is the only source of light in the night sky, and it is also the only light in the hearts of these mortals, so that they will not be lost in the darkness.
But the only starlight was soon obscured by a sudden dark cloud, which plunged everyone inside and outside the city into darkness where they could not see their fingers.
The appearance of the dark cloud had already attracted the attention of many people below, but then, there was an eerie laugh from the dark cloud, like a call from the netherworld, calling for the direction of the ghost's return.
When this voice sounded, everyone below immediately panicked, and the scene immediately became a little riotous, and even the cries of children, which seemed so harsh in this otherwise quiet night.
Immediately after, a black shadow fell from the dark cloud, which instantly fell on the crowd outside the city, and in an instant, it quickly returned and merged with the dark cloud again.
It seems that there is nothing, but in the crowd below, there are many fewer people, and a clearing of tens of zhang in size has appeared, and the people who originally gathered here have disappeared.
"Who the hell are you? Why kill us innocent people! Someone finally couldn't help but scream, it was a cry that had used almost all its strength.
This roar was only exchanged for an evil laugh, and then a black shadow fell from the dark cloud again, instantly devouring the owner of the voice and everyone within tens of kilometers around it.
This result made the poor people even more frightened, but their voices did not subside because of this, and all kinds of questions still sounded, full of grief and despair.
When the dark cloud in the sky fell a black shadow again, when it was about to fall in the crowd, a golden wheel of light instantly appeared in the void, and directly spread to protect all the people below, a solemn and peaceful atmosphere permeated out, and in this light wheel there is a Buddha light and shadow, like the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty, magnificent.
After failing to strike, the black shadow returned directly into the dark clouds, and a cold voice came: "Disciple of the Buddha Sect!" β
A young monk appeared out of thin air above the light wheel, seemingly weak and weak, with low eyebrows, but his breath was hidden from time to time, the real Erhua monk, what is more important is not his realm, but his identity, it is the last generation of Buddhism, Tianjiao Huiyi.
Hui Yi appeared one by one, just glanced at the dark clouds above lightly, and said: "The donor, as a person in the Demon Dao, slaughters mortals like this, it really hurts the heavens and the peace!" β
"So what? Do you still want to be able to do it to me! β
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