Chapter 898: You can always drink a bowl of Meng Po soup with peace of mind
Chapter 898: You Can Always Drink a Bowl of Meng Po Soup with Peace of Mind (Ask for Subscription, Reward)
The hall master of the Western Temple died, but the Eastern cultivators did not have the excitement they imagined, and even had a wave of admiration in their hearts.
Let them think of a sentence: the so-called strong person, the higher his cultivation, the greater his responsibility!
The Lord of the Western Temple, when he was dying, did not forget to seek a glimmer of life for his people.
How great is that!!
Thinking about it again, isn't their co-master, Gu Bei, also doing this?
On that day, all the Eastern cultivation forces in Lulu Mountain besieged and persecuted Gu Beiren, and even hurt Gu Beiren's relatives, even the immortals of the Flying Immortal Continent also participated in the siege and killing of Gu Beiren.
Even if the projection of the stone statue of the Buddha was invited, it was to kill Gu Beiren.
Gu Beiren was indeed hit hard, and was petrified into a statue on the spot.
But when the Western Temple forces invaded the Eastern Cultivation Realm, Gu Beiren was the same, he didn't hold a grudge and saved the entire Huaxia Cultivation Realm.
Isn't this even more admirable than those high-ranking immortals?!
In addition, at this moment, for the sake of the safety of the Eastern Cultivation Realm, Gu Beiren single-handedly summoned all the Eastern Cultivation Realm cultivators to jointly resist the forces of the Western Temple.
At this moment, the most powerful leader of the Western Temple, the Lord of the Temple, was killed on the spot.
Isn't this making the greatest contribution to the entire Huaxia cultivation world?
At this moment, all the Eastern cultivators also knelt down in unison, and bowed to Gu Bei in unison: "The co-master is mighty, and Huaxia is strong!"
"The co-lord is mighty, and China is strong!"
"The co-lord is mighty, and China is strong!"
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The voice lingered for a long time, inspiring, and at this moment, the cohesion of the Huaxia cultivation world reached an unprecedented level.
However, Gu Bei didn't pay attention to these, and he didn't even have any waves in his heart.
In the desolate world, the scene he had seen was a hundred times more shocking than now, and at that time, he was the Northern Immortal Venerable, and he had occupied most of the desolate world.
All the people knelt down and worshipped, and the scene was magnificent.
The reason why Gu Bei destroyed the Western Temple and killed the Lord of the Temple was only because he was born in this land.
It can be regarded as doing a modest contribution to the land that he has born and raised.
It is more about repaying a cause and effect.
This kind of cause and effect is the cause and effect of heaven and earth!
Repay the cause and effect of this land.
But at this time, Gu Bei was concerned about those Western cultivators who had received the blessing of the hall master before he died.
This was very unexpected by Gu Bei.
I didn't expect the hall master of the Western Temple to have this trick.
It seems to have benefited the people of the Western Temple, but in fact, it has planted a seed of restlessness for the Eastern cultivation world.
Since the matter is done by itself, it is natural that it needs to be done thoroughly.
Gu Bei groaned slightly, then he had already looked at the Ming God Venerable, and ordered: "From now on, you are the new hall master of the temple!"
The voice is not loud, but it is full of irresistible majesty.
Mingshenzun was stunned: What? He became the master of the Western Temple?
This...... What the hell is the routine?
What does the master want to do?
However, in an instant, Myojin Venerable had already figured everything out. It is clear why Gu Bei wants to crown himself as the master of the temple!
Mingshenzun walked a few steps quickly, came to Gu Bei, knelt on his knees, and bowed respectfully: "Yes, master!"
This "master" made his position clear.
Gu Bei nodded with satisfaction.
Then, Gu Bei's gaze turned to those cultivators of the Western Divine Temple, and he gradually became indifferent and ruthless: "Since the deity promised your former hall master that he would spare you from dying, he will naturally keep his promise!"
"But, from this day forward, he's your new hall master!"
Gu Bei stretched out his hand and pointed to the Divine Venerable, and spoke proudly.
The only remaining Divine Venerable of the Eight Great Divine Venerables, the Ice Divine Venerable, instinctively wanted to oppose it when he heard Gu Bei's words at this moment.
Before the Ice God Venerable could take a step forward and raise his voice against it, he saw that the cultivators of the Western Temple had already stood up and roared angrily: "Why do you want to call the shots about the affairs of our Temple?!"
"The position of the master of the temple, how can a traitor sit!!"
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But just as the dozens of Western Temple cultivators stood up and expressed their dissatisfaction, Gu Bei had already raised his right hand and suddenly slapped it down in the air.
The dozens of Western Temple cultivators who opposed it immediately turned into powder, disappeared on the spot, and disappeared into this world.
Seeing this bloody and cruel scene, the rest of the Western cultivators realized that they seemed to have forgotten the devilish methods and violent character of the young man in green shirts in front of them.
Forget that they are facing a demonic being!
At this moment, one by one was frightened, and they didn't dare to make the slightest rebuttal.
Even the Ice God Venerable trembled and bowed his head obediently, expressing his submission.
The threat of death is more terrible than anything else; can dignity be eaten, can it be lived?
What else can they do but obey?
Even if the temple is no longer the temple it once was, what can it be?
As long as you live, it's more important than anything else!
Although he is a slave-like existence, he has now truly become the hall master of the Western Temple, and the co-master of the entire Western cultivation world.
Although Mingshenzun didn't show it on his face, he couldn't be excited in his heart.
Follow the master, it is a promising future!
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On the isolated island, these buildings will forever become a symbol of Gu Bei leading the entire Huaxia cultivation world to fight back against the Western Temple.
Years later, it had become a bustling market for cultivators.
And the Eastern Cultivation Realm has also established its own power on many surrounding islands, which has made the territory of the Huaxia Cultivation Realm expand a lot again.
The forces of all parties have already returned to their own sects since they bid farewell to Gu Bei, the co-master, and the Western Temple forces have caused great damage to the Huaxia cultivation world, and they want to rebuild and build their sects.
Since then, there has been a state of prosperity in the Eastern cultivation world.
General An has already spread the news of this victory to the Anping organization, and the relevant leaders have learned about it, and encouraged the major forces in the Huaxia cultivation world to build statues of Gu Bei one after another to worship.
Although Huaxia does not engage in a cult of personality, there are still some exceptions!
A certain big leader even proposed to re-establish a secret department: the Xiuzhen Administration.
This director naturally became Gu Bei!
Although Gu Bei only put his name on the name and did not do anything, Gu Bei's ability to agree to this matter has already made the Anping organization feel a lot more at ease.
National Martyrs Cemetery, in front of an inconspicuous tombstone, Gu Bei looked at the kind and smiling face on the tombstone, his face showed a touch of apology, and with a grasp of the void in his right hand, black and white impermanence appeared in front of him instantly.
In the middle of black and white impermanence, there stood an illusory figure of an old man.
Gu Bei looked at the old figure that was exactly the same as the photo on the tombstone, and grinned: "Elder An, your old man can drink a bowl of Meng Po soup with peace of mind!"
(End of chapter)