On the Shura hall of the Moro tribe, there is a body wearing gold armor, with a ghost head and a gold-backed sword at the waist, which is powerful and powerful. He wears a crown on his head and has long hair that reaches waist-length. The Shura King, who stepped on cloud boots, showed a fierce light on his face, and turned out his animal teeth, was drinking alone.

"Have you eaten?" said King Moro as he sat on his throne, holding a wine glass carved from a skull in his hand. Fresh blood swirls in the glass.

"Didn't eat. "A grimacing wizard in a robe with long hair and a dead tree staff in his hand stood hunched in front of the patriarch.

"Nor will he run away?" said King Moro, bowing his head and turning the blood in his cup.

"Although he is born with divine power, but the chain of the five-colored golden rope, Da Luo Jin Xian can't run away. The wizard's face was raised, emaciated and gray, lifeless, with black eyeballs, and no distinction between the whites of the pupils and the whites of the eyes, which made people feel terrible.

"Haha, let all the Shura take a look. The fate of not eating blood. The king put down his glass with all his might, and the wine of blood spilled out.

The wizard tightened his hands into his dark gray robes.

"Monkey! you can eat it! Such a good blood food, if you don't eat it, it's really a tyrannical thing!" the sturdy horned guard with the golden gourd hammer in the sky shouted to Qi Tian on the altar.

Qi Tian sat cross-legged with his hands and feet in five-colored iron shackles.

The sun shone down, and green smoke rose from the altar. Qi Tian, who was sitting naked, had a gray-white heart emitting a fishy smell in front of him on a gold-inlaid tortoiseshell plate.

"Why bother? The strong are respected, and the weak are fed! If you don't eat, you can only suffer more crimes. The one-armed man under the altar said.

"Yes, he was the winner, but he became a prisoner. Someone shook his head and sighed.

"What a good blood food, a great tonic to enhance mana. How nice?" chimed in.

"Is he Qi Tian, the slave who defeated the Poya tribe?" someone approached.

"yes! I could have been a freedom fighter. Someone shook his head and sighed.

"Who made him break the rules!

"Qi Tian on the stage, you can eat it. Otherwise, you will starve to death. Another ugly-looking man said as he ate, holding a string of eyes in his hand. "Eat what you make. The taste is not bad. ”

"How many days have you not eaten?" the crowd commented.

"Eighteen days! Someone replied. "He who doesn't eat or drink is still alive!"

"yes, then sooner or later. When the time comes, I won't ask for anything else, just give me a toe!" The ugly man said, "I heard that this kid has steel and iron bones, copper head and iron arms, and a body of divine power. Just give me some points. ”

"yes! I come to see it every day. Just to wait for him to die, and share some blood food. "An old woman who is too old to see her age.

"Old woman, how old are you?" the ugly man turned his face to look at the withered walnut, the old woman with a large shrimp waist.

"Lu Bai is old, what's wrong with the young man?" the old woman stared at the string of eyes in the ugly man's hand, swallowing saliva.

"It's not far from death. The ugly man shook the blood in his hand in front of the old woman. "If you want to live a few more years, you have to eat blood and food to replenish it. ”

"Yes, yes... Yes!" the old woman sniffed on tiptoe. "Young man, the old woman was brilliant back then. Give me a taste?"

"Oh yes!" "No, I'm sorry. "The ugly man eats it all in one bite.

"It's old, and no one wants it anymore. Alas..."Old woman.

The sunset is fiery red, and the Moro palace is lined with shadows. The hall was already lit up.

"How many days?" asked King Moro.

"Huh, Salu!" King Moro was displeased.

"Patriarch, eighteen days!" replied the wizard Salu.

"Why didn't you starve to death?" asked King Moro.

"Someone secretly gave him food!" "The wizard Saro" was in the night, when the guard was lax. Sa Lu pleaded guilty. ”

"Kill him before dawn! I want his monkey head to drink. The patriarch of Moro raised his eyebrows.

"It's hard to cut with a knife!" replied the wizard.

"Drown! Drown him in black water. "King Moro ordered.

"Yes!" Salu turned to go down.

"Why bother!" a voice drifted through the main hall.

"Who? Come out quickly, or the king will be welcome!" King Moro was startled, and looked around, and the guards were looking around. I can't see anyone.

"Come out! The wizard Salu also looked around nervously.

"Come... Finish. A white light gradually appeared.

"Are you?" said King Moro gasped as he looked at the visitor.

"Alimiro. You can regret it in your past life, but you can do it in this life. "Immeasurably bald head, white shou mei, willow leaves without shoulders, white robes covering the white monk shoes on the feet. The body is tall, and the whole body is auspicious and colorful, like a bright lamp, illuminating the world and the earth.

"Who the hell are you?" said King Moro, too, panicked, and the hall was as bright as daylight by this man's body. The assuras were so shocked that they retreated.

"Dharma, light the lamp. The bald old man said.

"You are not in the Three Realms and Six Realms. I have come here to do nothing! I have cultivated the path and have not been subject to the Dharma. King Moro asked in a loud voice with the handle of his waist knife in his hand.

"Old monk, I'm here to help the king. The old man said.

"This king doesn't need help. The way of heaven is reincarnated, and it is its own way. Buddhism has been reincarnated, how can it go against the sky?" asked King Moro.

"There is no Buddha in Shura, the old monk understands. Buddha is destined for people. It's just that those who don't eat blood in this Shura path will be humane in the next life. The old man shouted.

"What is the afterlife. In short, the assura path does not enjoy the Dharma. King Moro became irritable.

Otherwise, this king will lead all the Shura to kill the world and sacrifice his life to hit the spiritual mountain, and the world will be in chaos at that time. "King Moro is furious and threatened.

"Qi Tian can't be killed!" the old man said slowly. "If you want to be a vegetarian in the Shura Dao, there are two or three out of ten people. Qi Tian can order vegetarians to conquer the territory for the king, and the king can be said to kill two birds with one stone. ”

"Qi Tian, what is the reason, you want the old monk of Lingshan to reason?" King Moro looked suspicious.

"Heaven must not be divulged. The old monk took his leave. "A flash of white light. The assuras squinted, and when they looked again, they were gone.

"Whoa, whoa, the old bald donkey. Dare to shout at me!" King Moro scolded when he saw that the old man was gone.

"Calm your anger, my lord. The king was angry. The sorcerer Sarou glanced around.

"If you look at the small one, it should be the ancient Buddha who burns the lamp. Boundless mana, destroying our and other Shura people is like blowing a piece of dust!" said the wizard Salu with a small gesture.

"Destroy me? The Buddha is not in samsara, but he interferes in samsara. Heaven for him! It's not my turn to do it. King Moro said hatefully.

"Shhh....h Don't raise your voice, the wall has ears!" The wizard Sa Lu lowered his voice.

"I, the Shura clan, are angry with the heavens. When I'm afraid of death?"

"The king is mighty. The sorcerer echoed.

"O king, take a break from the wrath of thunder. Salu hurriedly leaned into the patriarch's ear:

"It seems that Qi Tian has some origins. I don't think it's as good as this..."The wizard shook his head and wagged his tail, not knowing what he had done.

"Haha! King Moro laughed.

On the second day, the sky just dawned. The proclamator summoned Qi Tian into the temple.

"At the behest of the king, Qi Tian went on a hunger strike for 19 days, and he felt the heavens in his heart, and the heavens had the virtue of a good life. Please move to the Moro Temple. ”

"It's a pity that I can't eat it. The flat-mouthed old woman said stupidly.

"Heaven has mercy. "There are also many people who are glad.

Qi Tian was pulled by two bull wrestlers, pulled by five-colored iron chains, and walked up to the main hall.

"Release them quickly!" King Moro hurriedly rose to greet him.

"Qi Tian, this king knows that he is wrong. Come, come and take a seat. King Moro looked at Qi Tian and bowed down.

"I have suffered these days. This king can't bear it! These are all orders from the sorcerer Salu. I don't know!" said Patriarch Moro, helping Qi Tian to his seat.

Qi Tian looked puzzled, clenched the chain, and didn't say a word.

"Come on, pull out the male witch Salu who hurt Qi Shao and cut it down!" King Moro waved his hand, and two warriors came up and tied the Salu rope.

"Spare your life, my lord! Salou burst into tears, struggling to keep the samurai from dragging him away.

"Qi Tian, Young Master Qi. Adults don't care about villains. Send out your thoughts. The villain was confused for a while and humiliated the hero. Please forgive the villain!"

Seeing that Qi Tian didn't beg for mercy for him, Salu hurriedly knelt down and splashed.

"We have never met, so why do we have hatred? It's just that the villain is dead and recognizes the rules of the Shura Dao. The villain has no eyes!"

Salu wailed incessantly. This made Qi Tian dizzy.

"Let it go, my lord. Qi Tian pleaded.

"Don't be forgiving, for you almost caused me to do something wrong. King Moro shook his head in disagreement.

"The King. Qi Tian pleaded again.

"For the sake of Qi Shao's face of interceding for you, you will be sent to prison for the time being and will be sent down after listening!" King Moro waved his hand, and the warrior took Salu down.

"This king personally untied Qi Shao. King Moro took the key from the guards and unlocked the handcuffs and shackles for Qi Tian.

The Moro patriarch took Qi Tian's hand and went to the back of the palace to dine together.

On the gold-inlaid couch, the square table is set. There are also exquisite utensils, and purple smoke from the incense burner.

Qi Tian looked up and saw a bunch of melons and fruits, which were very sweet. The patriarch of Moro also reached out and took a fruit to eat.

"Qi Shao, let go and eat! This king is also a person with backbone. What this king doesn't like to do, eight hundred sacred cows can't come. Your temperament is greatly appreciated by the king. ”

Qi Tian was hungry, although he was not really hungry for more than ten days. At night, when the guards were not prepared, there were always people who put fruit into his mouth, but they could not eat enough.

So he took the food of the feast and ate it.

"Come, you and I drank the vegetarian wine in the same glass. King Moro picked up the clear fruit wine and handed it to Qi Tian.

"Looking at you, you really look like this king back then, this king likes you too much. I heard that you had no father or mother, and you were born in a stone egg. Really?" asked King Moro.

"It was the Shura monster that picked it up by the roadside. He has no parents, he is my only relative. Qi Tian's eyes were damp.

"Drink more. "The Moro patriarch felt that the vegetarian wine list was tasteless, and it was not very enjoyable to drink. Pour yourself a few large glasses.

"This king and you are married as a righteous father and son. This way you have one more loved one. Do you agree?" King Moro stared into Qi Tian's eyes.

"This!" Qi Tian was surprised.

"Is that the king of this king is not as strange as Shura?" King Moro was slightly angry.

Qi Tian didn't know how to answer.

"Your Shura monster relative. How did you make a slave? What is this?" the king of Moro pressed closely.

"Because of his young age, he was sold into slavery. The Shura monster was killed by a strongman. "Qi Tian.

"Do you want revenge?" asked King Moro with a hot iron.

Qi Tian gritted his teeth.

"You and I have become father and son. I can help you. King Moro spoke firmly.

Qi Tian looked up at King Moro.

"So it's decided!" King Moro turned to the herald and said, "Feng Qitian is the general of Su Ji." Tomorrow will be the general!"