Chapter 418: When you are silent and odorless, this is the foundation of all things

An Qisheng slowly lowered his eyes, and countless tragic scenes that only he could see flashed in his mind.

Mass graves are by no means simple three words.

A mass grave represents the fear, despair, and death of thousands of people, and the disintegration of thousands of families.

Horizontal death, what is horizontal death?

In his memory, he could see that Mrs. Wu, or the Wu family in Wuzhou, had summed up a complete system of horizontal death.

Sick without a cure, dying of hunger and thirst, slaughtered without cause, robbed of spirit, burned, drowned, slaughtered by evil beasts, fallen off cliffs, cursed with poison......

There are hundreds of thousands of ways to die, which makes anyone shudder when they see it.

What is the difference between instructing and inducing others to do it and doing it yourself?

In other words, if it weren't for the soul worm itself, it would have a little bit of aura of a person who was dying, and there might be a backlash if he did it himself, and the people of the Wu family wouldn't care about doing it themselves.

At this point, he didn't want to say half a word.

Just a long sigh.

Call~

The sigh drifted through the air, lingering for a long time.

Hearing the sigh drifting, many people were slightly stunned, but Mrs. Wu's face changed, and a chill rose sharply in her heart, and her bones were cold.

At this moment, she felt an indescribable horror descending on the world, and in a trance, it seemed that all the darkness between heaven and earth was swept together, and it was about to completely drown her!

For a moment, she felt as if her heart was being held by an invisible hand, and the turbulent and terrifying aura blocked the caliber of all her breathing, making her almost suffocate.

"Real person~~~"

Under such a huge impact, Mrs. Wu suddenly let out a hysterical scream:

"Why are you?!"

Why do you want to shoot at me?

Obviously, they had a good conversation......

No!

No!

There was endless fear in her heart, but the soul worm in her body had already let out a silent scream, spurting out from the seven orifices of her mouth and nose and the countless pores around her body.

The terrifying and ferocious fluctuations swept forward with the black mist wind, and in an instant, it turned into a large black shield several people high.

The shield was as black as ink, and countless runes were faintly seen circulating on it, and the fine and dense soul worms were criss-crossed and intertwined, outlining a hideous demon god with two heads and four arms.

Rumble!

In the next moment, the shield shattered.

With a terrible and miserable scream, a palm as white as jade pushed horizontally, and the void rippled in the place where it passed, and it made an overwhelming moan as if it was twisted.

The direction of the palm horizontal strike is to create a long channel that seems to be an absolute vacuum.

"No!"

Mrs. Wu was terrified.

At this moment, the surrounding void heaven and earth seemed to have turned into an entity, locking her in it, and in the face of this powerful palm, she couldn't retreat, she couldn't escape.

You can't even pick it up!

Bang!

Before the screams landed, Mrs. Wu's whole body had been blasted in the sky, and her flesh and bones were instantly beaten into tiny particles invisible to the naked eye by the powerful force!

The aftermath spread, and everywhere it passed, the void seemed to be split in half, unable to heal for a long time.

It was only then that many real people who watched this scene came back to their senses.

What's going on?

"Ahh Yes! Yes! ”

A terrible roar rang out from all around the void.

Mrs. Wu's almost distorted roar echoed among the mountains:

"Why? Why kill me? Why did you kill me?!!! ”

"It's no wonder that you have lived in symbiosis with insects for more than a thousand years, but unfortunately, this insect can't save you."

Hearing the sound of shouting from all directions, An Qisheng said lightly.

Soul worms can coexist with souls, this Mrs. Wu takes soul worms as her life, and if the sea of insects is not destroyed, she will not die.

Otherwise, with her cultivation, she wouldn't be able to take his palm.

Even if he just snapped it with his hand.

Call~

Before the words fell, the palm he slapped out suddenly pulled back, and his five fingers shook themselves again.

Airplanes~

It was just a simple clenched fist, and the void in all directions seemed to be collapsing around his palm.

The dust and qi waves visible to the naked eye, the essence of heaven and earth invisible to the naked eye, and the fine particles, there is a sudden reverse current.

Whistling, carrying countless extremely subtle soul worms, submerged into An Qisheng's palm.

"You ......"

Mrs. Wu's screams stopped abruptly and were completely sealed by her palm.

Angelson did not answer her reluctant questions, just as she did not care about the questions of those who died at her hands.

Call~

There was a dead silence between the mountains, and the atmosphere that had been calm before suddenly disappeared.

Everyone's faces changed, and they didn't know what expressions to make, let alone what to say.

There is no injustice or hatred, and there is no interest in the slightest, and they never understood why An Qisheng wanted to make a move against Mrs. Wu.

It's just that some people have heard some rumors, and at this time they have a clear understanding in their hearts.

"Dare to ask the real person, why did he suddenly make a move?"

After a while, an old man in a robe asked a cautious question.

Mrs. Wu had no friendship with most of the people present, and many of them had never even seen her at all, but she saw that a real person who had refined supernatural powers was killed for no reason.

I can't help but feel a little apprehensive in my heart.

Moody people are the most fearful, especially because they also have unfathomable cultivation.

"I don't like it."

An Qisheng put down his palm, these soul worms are quite valuable, but he doesn't know what he can 'replace'.

Don't like it?

Many people looked at each other, all of them seeing the fear in each other's eyes.

Kill a real person just because you don't like it, or a real person from a thousand-year-old family?

This is no longer moody, this is clearly a murderous nature.

"The rumors are true, An Daochang is really jealous and hateful, and he is decisive in killing."

Tianji Lao Dao slowly spoke:

"It seems that the Taoist is going to be a saint."

His information is all over Daqing, and his innate arithmetic is even more extreme, although because of the disorder of the heavenly machine, what he knows and sees and can deduce is not comparable to ordinary people.

What An Qisheng has done in the past few years naturally can't hide it from him.

Because Anderson didn't hide it at all.

Judging from his events, he already vaguely knew what kind of person An Qisheng was.

Sage?

Xiao Feng, the Innate Daoist, the White Tiger Zhenren and the others were all slightly stunned.

How do they not know the word saint?

Ending the chaos of the ancients, sweeping away the demonic atmosphere of the world, establishing the city god of the Yin Division, and opening the Netherworld Mansion Jungu Changfeng, he is called a saint.

"When I was young, one of my teachers once said that I would be the first-class person for the first-class thing, but he was him, I was me, and he was a saint, but I couldn't do it, and I couldn't do it."

An Qisheng replied lightly, and his eyes swept around again:

"I'm a little bit murderous......"

His eyes were as calm as his words, but as his gaze swept over, there was a sense of trembling that he couldn't look at directly, and he faintly sensed something.

couldn't help but change their complexion slightly, and the mana in their bodies rose.

"Murderous ......."

The eyes of the Ruyi monk moved, and I don't know what he remembered, and his eyes flashed with a touch of vicissitudes.

He seemed to anticipate something and wanted to speak.

"Daoist friends want to punish evil and promote good?"

The Heavenly Machine Daoist had already spoken again, as if with a touch of anticipation:

"Lao Dao is willing to hear the details, and wait and see."

"There is no goodness and no disgusting body, there is good and malicious action. There is no absolute good and evil in the world, and I am not qualified to define the good and evil of all things, the good and evil of others.......

What I have done is not to punish evil and promote good, but to practice my own way and seek a thought to be understood! ”

An Qisheng rested his hands flat on his lap, and his eyes slowly drooped.

Heaven is humane, good and evil, right and wrong, can't distinguish between right and wrong, can't say it clearly.

He does not take the banner of morality to denounce others and endorse what he has done.

He is not a saint, nor a god, nor a supreme man.

What he asks, what he thinks, what he does, the unity of knowledge and action.

So much for.

As for whether you are good or evil, Buddha or Tao, demon or evil in the eyes of others, what does it matter?

Call~

There was a dead silence in the mountains of the West Mountain, and only An Qisheng's voice floated in the air.

Many real people, the real people of the Tribulation seem to have expected something, and many people have slowly stood up, and the phantom behind them has emerged, stirring the essence of heaven and earth, and accumulating their vigilance.

"An Zhenren, what exactly are you going to do?!"

A real person who crossed the catastrophe suddenly stood up, looked at An Qisheng, and his body tensed:

"If we have offended a real person, the real person just say it, and we will make amends for it, and never do it again!"

Not only him, but many real people who had crossed the catastrophe also stood up with solemn faces.

Because, as the voice drifted, the mountains of the West Mountain were suddenly filled with a biting chill, which was terrifying compared to the cold winter wax moon, and it was unacceptable to come.

This is, the killing intent of the primordial gods.

If you don't send it, it's just that, and if you do, it's a shock.

"I'm not a domineering person."

An Qisheng responded lightly to the questions of many real people.

Thundered~

The wind and clouds converged above the sky, the sky was full of ink, and for a moment lightning and thunder roared, the thunder dragon rolled, and the electric snake raged.

Smoke and dust rose from the mountains, dead branches and leaves flew in the wind, and the remaining snow fluttered.

A look of a storm.

"You ......"

The corners of the real person's mouth twitched, and the hairs all over his body exploded, and he felt an inexplicable powerful killing intent.

It was only at this time that he felt the majesty that the Heavenly Providence Dao had felt.

There was not the slightest fluctuation of the essence of heaven and earth, but it was as if the heavens and the earth were rioting, and there were turbulent waves in all directions, as if they were about to fall into eternal silence in the next moment.

"This time, you are here to come to this Ten Thousand Dharma Conference, but you can't go home empty-handed......

An Qisheng's voice was neither high nor low, but it suppressed the sound of thunder rolling in the sky, which clearly echoed in the ears of everyone present, in their hearts:

"At this time, there are a total of one hundred and forty-seven people in the Ten Thousand Dharma Altar! Among them, there are two Yuan Shen, thirty-six people who have crossed the catastrophe, and the rest are all heroes of one faction, the king of one place, the achievement of supernatural powers, and the real people with hundreds of longevity......."

In the howling wind, under the invisible deterrence, no one in the altar of ten thousand laws can sit in peace, except for the Ruyi monk and the old way of heaven.

Everyone stood up involuntarily, their eyes and divine consciousness were all condensed in the middle of the Ten Thousand Dharma Altar.

Then, they saw that the white-clothed Taoist man raised a finger:

"Take me a move, is it life or death......"

After a pause, An Qisheng looked around the four fields, calm and indifferent:

"Whatever I want!"