Now, just trying to keep himself and keep his thoughts running, it's already very difficult.

The irrepressible light of the Buddha bloomed from Huijue's body.

The bright light of the Buddha illuminates everything.

With the bright Buddha light blooming, Huijue could feel the indescribable terrifying power constantly emerging from his body.

Three fruits?

No.

It's not just three fruits.

The way of incense cannot be described as a simple three fruits.

Rather, it has to be measured by deeds.

If he had to say it, Hui Jue could feel that he was now at least more than two thousand years of Taoism out of thin air.

Embarking on the path of incense, in a sense, has actually deviated from humanity.

Human beings have a limit to their lifespan.

But there are no gods and Buddhas who are worshiped and believed in by the world.

When Huijue's lifespan is exhausted, he can still live when he embarks on the path of incense.

His soul does not fail because of the exhaustion of Shouyuan.

Incense and faith will sustain him.

If he could build a temple and get the worship of the people.

Then, as long as the incense is not extinguished, he can always exist.

But the downside is.

Once the incense is gone, then the Buddha who is enshrined as the way of incense will be exhausted and will come to the end and disperse and die.

At the same time, after absorbing too much incense.

His original personality and consciousness will change because of the expectations of the people.

In a way, by that time, he was no longer him.

But at this moment, there is no point in thinking about this.

For Hui Jue, his last wish was to do his best to help the last people who were in suffering as much as possible.

Until he, or rather his own consciousness, is exhausted and reduced to a puppet.

As soon as he thought of this, Huijue's empty and godless gaze looked at Fu Qingxiao.

"It's a path I chose for myself. ”

"It's not because of you, it's because of myself, because of the people of Leizhou, because of those who are in trouble and in need of help. ”

"I hope you can remember that. ”

"At the same time, I hope you don't forget what you promised me, and be kind to the people and people of Leizhou!"

"It's nature. ”

Fu Qingxiao nodded.

Her face was as calm as ever.

It's just that her eyes seem to be deep and full of unpredictable light.

"It is the duty of the state government to govern Leizhou and let the people of Leizhou live and work in peace and contentment. ”

"My Fu family, since the Su family was belittled by the first emperor, succeeded to the post of Leizhou governor, and has governed Leizhou for Daqin for three generations. ”

"Three generations of my Fu family, from my great-grandfather Fu Hongqi to my father Fu Xingyun, from beginning to end, conscientious, did not dare to slack off, everything they did was for the people of Leizhou. ”

Fu Qingxiao said calmly, but firmly.

Fu Qingxiao's words fell, and Huijue nodded.

"I hope what you say is true. ”

The words fell, and Huijue no longer looked at Fu Qingxiao.

His gaze turned slightly, looking at the surrounding areas of the deer park, the remaining masters of the Zhuzi family.

At this moment, taking advantage of such a short period of effort, these masters of the Zhuzi family finally recovered from their original panic.

Their minds are settled.

At this moment, his eyes were all looking at Hui Jue and Fu Qingxiao beside Hui Jue.

Their eyes were full of hatred and murderous intent.

These families have worked together to run Mu County for more than 2,000 years.

Generation after generation of people have worked hard to manage, and even did not hesitate to do many things that violate conscience and morality, so that the current situation has been achieved.

It's a pity that all of this has been ruined.

Although they are still alive now.

But what they didn't understand was that this time, it was the state government that attacked their Mu County princes.

Now the biggest hole card of the Muxian Zhuzi family, the will of the sons and sages who guarded the family has all disappeared.

Without this biggest hole card, even if they survive now, it is impossible for them to escape the end of destruction.

It is conceivable that as long as the state government sends some more masters, they can be easily eradicated!

The day of the demise of the family of the sons of Mu County is today!

"The sea of bitterness is boundless, and the back is the shore. ”

"Grab your hands. ”

Being looked at by the masters of these princely families in Mu County, Huijue spoke.

However, when his words fell, those masters of the Zhuzi family just sneered, and their faces all showed sneers.

"Today's matter has come to this, do you really think that we don't understand, what kind of ending awaits us?"

In the middle of the air, a gray-haired, old and decaying old Confucian with an expression revealing an extremely firm expression spoke.

His body exudes the aura of Confucianism.

He is one of the only two people who survived, comparable to the realm of Great Confucianism.

But even so, his longevity is about to run out.

After this catastrophe, I am afraid that even if he does not die, there are not many days left to live.

"Why bother. ”

Huijue sighed.

"As long as you are willing to turn back, the little monk dares to guarantee with his life, and he will definitely not let your family perish. ”

As Huijue's words fell, Fu Qingxiao, who was beside Huijue, also followed closely,

"The sons of Muxian County, who have committed sins, are hard to write, but God has the virtue of a good life, if you are caught with your hands tied and sincerely repent, I can guarantee that you don't have to die. ”

"But in your family, neither man nor woman, shall be slaves, but shall labour to atone for your iniquity. ”

"Those under the age of seven and over the age of three shall be taught by the state government, and when they reach adulthood, they shall be issued as slaves. ”

"Those under the age of three will be included in the Pavilion of the End of the World, and they will be returned to the white body in the future. ”

Fu Qingxiao's words fell, but the Confucian Confucian who had just spoken was laughing wildly!

His laughter was filled with boundless sadness.

"Slavery!"

He said word by word, and his old eyes showed a chilling fierce light.

"If you are a slave to others, you might as well die here today!"

His voice was full of determination to burn jade.

However, Fu Qingxiao shook his head,

"Why bother?"

"Instead of dying here with the whole clan today, it's better to be captured now, although the family's former inheritance is gone, but as long as you live, there is still hope, isn't it?"

"With your skills, even after being enslaved, most of them are assigned to the frontier and incorporated into the trapping army. ”

"At that time, as long as you fight bravely and make meritorious deeds, perhaps the court will forgive your sins. ”

"It's hard, but it's a silver lining. ”

"It's better than dying here now, isn't it?"

Fu Qingxiao's words fell, but the great Confucian said hatefully,

"We would rather die standing than live on our knees!"