Mr. Chen Qingshui stood on the high platform and looked at Liu Qingyang with a resolute expression, completely ignoring the opposition of his disciples.

Liu Mengyun slowly knelt down and said, "Mr. Big, Confucianism can't be without a saint for a day, and I hope Mr. Big will think twice." ”

The disciples of the 3,000 sects knelt down one after another, and some of them even cried bitterly, saying: "Mr. Great, Confucianism is a team that helps the world and saves people, how can Mr. Great want to do it for the sake of thousands of people in Qingshui Town? ”

Mr. Chen Qingshui's gaze swept over the disciples of the sect, and said resolutely: "I, Chen Qingshui, have crossed countless people, and most of the reason is that I feel indebted to Qingshui Town, but there is no way, but I can only transform the common people." Now that I can save Qingshui Town, it can be regarded as a wish of mine. ”

Liu Mengyun said: "What Mr. did is also more valuable than ten Qingshui Towns. I hope Mr. Big will think twice. ”

Mr. Chen Qingshui shook his head and said, "Helping the world and saving people is about the equality of all living beings, what is the merit?"

Immediately, Mr. Big Chen Qingshui looked at Liu Qingyang and said, "Mr. Little, please do it!"

Liu Qingyang struggled in his heart, hesitated, and asked himself, Liu Qingyang didn't think Chen Qingshui was at fault, and the grace of heaven was all in one, and it was not something that Chen Qingshui could choose.

If he could choose, Liu Qingyang believed that Chen Qingshui would not want him to get the favor of heaven, it was the townspeople of Qingshui Town who hoped to obtain a saint who thought he was immortal, what was Chen Qingshui's crime?

Mr. Chen Qingshui looked at Liu Qingyang and said, "Mr. Xiao is also full of debts, so he should be able to understand Chen Qingshui's pain." In the past 300 years, I have not been looking forward to the restoration of Qingshui Town. ”

Liu Qingyang nodded lightly, and slowly walked towards the high platform where Mr. Chen Qingshui was, but as soon as he stepped on it, he saw Liu Mengyun fall to the ground, hugging Liu Qingyang's thigh.

Liu Mengyun said: "Liu Qingyang, since you know the suffering of karmic debts, why do you still want to kill the killer?"

Liu Qingyang shook his head lightly and said, "Brother Mengyun, I don't know the bitterness of karmic debts. What I know is only the happiness of karmic debts, the vastness of heaven, and the faults of living beings, and someone must bear them. Since Mr. Big is willing to stand up, Liu Qingyang is willing to be this villain. ”

Liu Mengyun was stunned, but he heard the words of Mr. Chen Qingshui: "Oh, Mr. Xiao said something interesting, and asked Mr. Xiao to tell me what is the happiness of karmic debt." ”

Liu Qingyang faced the south, which was far away from the southern Xinjiang region, Liu Qingyang said with a smile: "My so-called happiness is to open a peaceful and prosperous world. ”

"Liu Qingyang is not talented, and since he entered the rivers and lakes, he has killed countless people. Good people have been killed, bad people have also been killed, but in my life, the luckiest thing is to be able to resist the 10,000-year karmic debt for thousands of living beings in southern Xinjiang. Although he was blind, Liu Qingyang had no regrets. ”

"Although I have been blind for many years, this heart is stable, and I consciously transform the common people, which is a situation that others have never had, and what I can encounter is happiness. Now when I come to the west meridian of this great wilderness, I also know that above this great wilderness, there is the most suffering, and helping the world and saving people is the path of cultivators. Otherwise, what should happen for thousands of years?"

Mr. Chen Qingshui smiled and stroked his beard and said, "Not bad, not bad." Your karmic debt should be a debt of happiness, and a person's negative karma is to seek peace for thousands of living beings. Chen Qingshui has realized that he has been enlightened for many years, and he is not as good as Mr. Xiao's realm, so please accept my worship. ”

Mr. Chen Qingshui bowed his hand, Liu Qingyang bowed and returned the salute, but he didn't feel the slightest arrogance, the two of them were different, and naturally there was no distinction between the merits and the level of merit.

Looking at the three thousand disciples again, in addition to their shocked faces, they also won three points of admiration, and naturally, the resentment was also reduced a little.

Liu Qingyang slowly walked in front of Mr. Chen Qingshui, his fingers were slowly raised, although he was making up his mind, he was also trembling a little.

Mr. Big Chen Qingshui said with a smile: "Mr. Little just do it, but he has to move quickly, the old man is old and can't stand so much pain." ”

At that moment, Mr. Big's disciples clasped their heads together, and cried out in their mouths: "Little Sir, how can you be so ruthless, Mr. Big has never done anything evil, but you want to gouge out his eyes." Heaven is unfair, heaven is unfair!"

Liu Qingyang stabilized his mind, but he also sighed, and immediately, his fingers shot out, and with a flick, a pair of eyeballs appeared in his hand.

I only heard Mr. Big Chen Qingshui screaming, and even if he fell backwards, Liu Qingyang hurriedly helped Mr. Big.

The rain in the sky is getting thicker, and it is gray for ten miles and hundreds of miles.

In the ten-mile peach forest, the crying was endless, and the disciples of Mr. Big grabbed the ground with their heads, and died of grief and indignation.

This world-famous gentleman is a true sage, and in his life, there are countless disciples in his disciples, and he is a figure who founded the sect. It's just that since he was born, that karmic debt has been with him like a shadow, and Mr. Big has been guilty for three hundred years, and now he is finally liberated.

With the common people as the dogs, the saint came into the world, never to transform the common people, but to make the common people desperate again. But the thief God, and pretending to be sad, it rained heavily, but no matter what, it couldn't hide the pathos of the common people!

Mr. Chen Qingshui beat his spirit and nodded at Liu Qingyang.

Liu Qingyang threw Mr. Chen Qingshui's eyeballs into the air, and the heavenly Dao seemed to have senses, and a whirlpool slowly appeared.

Mr. Chen Qingshui pushed Liu Qingyang away and faced the sky alone, although he had no eyes, he still shed a line of blood and tears.

Mr. Chen Qingshui said: "Heaven is merciful, Chen Qingshui is now worshipping heaven with his body, asking for a clear water peace." ”

Above the clouds, thunder gusted, the rain became heavier and heavier, ten miles, hundreds of miles, thousands of miles, the huge wilderness west longitude road, there were endless torrential rains.

In Shulan City, pedestrians stepped up their pace and walked quickly towards the house, but they couldn't stop the torrential rain with a full coat.

Mr. Big's disciple prostrated and kowtowed, wept bitterly, and said, "Mr. Big, Chen Qingshui, sacrifice to the sky, how sad!"

The sound revealed ten miles of peach forest, and the pedestrians on the side listened to it, stopped, and the umbrella in their hands fell to the ground.

The pedestrian had tears in his eyes, and he also cried: "Mr. Big, Chen Qingshui, how sad it is to sacrifice to the sky with your body!"

The pedestrians in the market also stopped, and they were in pain: "Mr. Big, Chen Qingshui, how sad it is to sacrifice to the sky with your body!"

The merchant stopped buying and selling, and slowly entered the alley.

Lauf let go of his work and slowly entered the market.

Commoners, children, and old women all entered the market.

There was only a reverberation between heaven and earth: "Mr. Big, Chen Qingshui, sacrifice to the sky with your body, how sad!"

The torrential rain poured, but in the market, there were thousands of people, and there was no one in the huge Shulan City.

In the distance in Qingshui Town, a little light slowly drifted in.

The door of the private school opened, and I saw a light and shadow slowly walking out, and it was the big gentleman Chen Qingshui.

Mr. Chen Qingshui held a book in his hand and said slowly: "The journey of the avenue is also the ..... of the world."

The sound of recitation is Lang Lang, and it is transmitted to the portals of Qingshui Town.

A moment later, a stream of light and shadow walked out of the portal.

Someone read: "The peach is dying, scorching its bloom." The son is home, and it is appropriate for his family to ......"

Someone read: "Keming Junde, to pro-nine clans." The nine tribes are harmonious, and the people are peaceful. The people are clear, and the concord is ...... to all nations."

Someone said, "......"

Mr. Chen Qingshui walked in the forefront, reciting poetry and books in his mouth, and his clothes fluttering.

Behind him, all of them were Confucian scholars, either shaking their heads and changing their heads, or with a good demeanor.

In the end, thousands of people gathered into a figure and slowly walked towards the outside of Qingshui Town.

I only heard a voice echoing in the town of Qingshui: "The journey of the avenue is also, the world is for the public, the selection of talents and abilities, and the cultivation of faith and harmony." Therefore a man does not kiss his own kinsman, nor does he have only his son. So that the old have their ends, the strong have their usefulness, the young have their growth, and the widows, widows, loneliness, and the sick are all supported......"

On the high platform, Mr. Chen Qingshui slowly closed his eyes.

A generation of saints, more than 300 years of Confucianism and Taoism, all dedicated to a small town.

In later generations, some people may be puzzled, but they all respond to the words of Mr. Chen Qingshui: "Helping the world and saving people is about the equality of all living beings, what is merit?"

The torrential rain was like that for 10 days.

Mr. Chen Qingshui was buried in the peach forest, and the disciples chose the most beautiful peach tree.

Life does not seek the distinction between the noble and the low, and when you die, you will see the most beautiful scenery, which is the wish of Mr. Chen Qingshui and others.

As for the gifts given by the gentleman, they are all not taken, but only ask a big gentleman to go alone, and wish that in the next life, there will be no more worries.

The people of Manshulan City all came to this peach forest and changed into black linen clothes.

The air of pathos stretches for ten miles of peach forest.

The child in the private school put the "Book of Songs" that Mr. Chen Qingshui had never taken away under the peach tree where Mr. Big.

Xiao'er said, "Mr. Big, you promised us to come back, why did you lie to people?"

Liu Mengyun touched the heads of several children and said, "Mr. Big has never lied to people, he will always be by our side." ”

The famous gentry also parked the carriages and horses outside the peach forest, the gold and silver were soft and soft, and they were all put down, and this ten miles of peach forest could not be contaminated with the slightest bit of tackyness.

Liu Qingyang walked slowly from outside the crowd, and the disciples of Mr. Big's disciples all changed their eyes with a different taste.

It can't be said that it is good, Mr. Big was killed by Liu Qingyang, it cannot be bad, it is Mr. Big's will.

Liu Qingyang slowly walked under the peach tree, opened a pot of old wine, and said, "Mr. Big, in the past, in Donglai, Donglaihou gave me fifty jars of good wine, but now there is only this one altar left." ”

Saying that, Liu Qingyang took a sip and said: "I was born, I never drank with you, and now, this pot will be given to you, Liu Qingyang only takes a sip, which can be regarded as drinking with you." ”

The jar of good wine was slowly poured under the peach tree, but I saw a peach blossom falling from the peach tree.

Impartial, sitting on Liu Qingyang's head, turning over his hand to take it off, Liu Qingyang smiled, and poured the wine that had never been poured in front of the peach tree.

Liu Qingyang put the peach blossom in the palm of his hand and said with a smile: "In this life, you are a big gentleman, and your heart knows better than anyone else." I hope you will be a drunkard in the next life, drunk and dreaming of death, and have never been to Qingshui......"