The Heaven Devouring Old Demon who occupied the body of the saint did not set off a monstrous blood disaster, but he wanted to join forces with Long Yuzhen to deal with the limbed ghosts, what was his purpose?

The God of Wealth Pavilion has been working hard for 20 years, including the Great Victory Pass, the Opera City, and the Northern Regions.

What is the purpose of the owner of the God of Wealth Pavilion?

No one could answer Lu Hong, Long Yuzhen just glanced at him coldly and turned around, and said: "The God of Wealth Pavilion has been suffering in the dark for three hundred years, and it has been dormant until now, not because the people of this seat and the God of Wealth Pavilion are born evil demons, for three hundred years, the God of Wealth Pavilion has done so much, so much, just to wait for this moment",

"Waiting to come out of the darkness, facing the light, waiting to tell the world that what the famous and decent can do, we can do, what the famous and decent can not do, we can also do, the order in this world is not only formulated by those who are born with famous blood and famous blood, we can also, tell them that although we are from humble backgrounds, we can still grab what we want, even if no one gives it",

"Life, whether it is seventy years for a mortal or a hundred years for a monk, is just a hard journey.

"Victory over Destiny",

She stepped out lightly, the ice lotus under her feet bloomed, and her figure disappeared in place out of thin air.

Behind him, the divine light bloomed, and the huge saint turned into a dazzling pillar of light across the sky, heading eastward.

Lu Hong stood stunned for a long time, and Long Yuzhen's words echoed in his ears for a long time.

"What is the so-called practice of monks?",

"Victory over Destiny",

"The God of Wealth Pavilion has been suffering in the darkness for three hundred years, and it has been dormant until now, just waiting to come out of the darkness and face the light",

"The order of this world is not only made by those who are born with a famous blood, but we can also; although we are from humble origins, we can grab what we want, even if no one gives it",

......

The words were still in my ears, but I suddenly remembered that day in the humble house of Orion's house, the charcoal fire in the furnace was red, the dumplings on the table were steaming, and the honest Orion told his past, Long Yuzhen was stunned with a bowl, and he said in a daze: "The same is the end of the world, why should we have known each other when we meet, we are all poor people, and why should we stick to the door and birth?

Orion was a little confused, and said blankly, "I... I am not a monk, nor am I a degenerate",

Long Yuzhen said: "It's not a monk, it's not a fallen person, but it's the same experience, I also worked as a servant when I was a child, and I also fell ill for it......

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Thousands of trees bloom at night in the east wind. More blown down, the stars are like rain. BMW carved cars are full of incense, the sound of the phoenix flute moves, the jade pot turns brightly, and the fish and dragon dance all night.

Shenzhou has been prosperous for thousands of years, the demon war is the last major turmoil in Shenzhou recorded in the history books, since then Shenzhou has been a thousand years without war, whether it is a prosperous place in Zhongzhou or a remote Guanwai, the open and secret battles between various forces are not uncommon, but the great turmoil has long been extinct, whether it is mortals or monks are enjoying this long prosperous era.

The peaks and mountains are like gathering, the waves are like anger, and the mountains and rivers are on the surface of Tongguan Road. Looking at the western capital, he hesitated.

Sad, the Qin and Han dynasties, the palace and thousands of rooms have been made of soil. Prosperity, the people suffer, death, the people suffer.

Overnight, the wind and clouds changed, the earth was turned upside down, the disaster from the Great Victory Pass swept the east overnight, the place where the skeleton corps passed was like locusts transiting, the red land was thousands of miles, not a single grass was born, all the lives were as fragile as tofu under the spear of the skeleton soldiers, everywhere there were people helping the old and the young to flee to the west, countless families were ruined, and their hometowns became graves.

Linhe, an inconspicuous town in the east of Shenzhou, originally here was peaceful and happy, although not as prosperous as Zhongzhou, but also self-sufficient, the people in the town transported goods back and forth to feed the family, and after each trip back to live with the family for a period of time, although it was not a rich and noble family, but many people were already very satisfied with this kind of life.

But the dust and smoke raised in the east, the black fog that filled the air broke everything, ruined all their lives, five days ago, the monk army was wiped out in the Great Victory Pass, the skeleton corps marched westward, in one day, the skeleton corps was divided into three roads, north Kehuwei Mountain, south to Heshuo, west Ke Pingyang, there was no live mouth everywhere, panic suddenly boiled, the news spread to Linhe, the big families in the town immediately dragged their families and fled with their mouths, and the small sect Qiongshan faction north of the Linhe River withdrew overnight.

The rogue gangsters in the south took the opportunity to attack, and the hooligans and gangsters in the city also took the opportunity to make trouble, burning, killing and looting, turning the big families in the town upside down, and burning most of the city to the ground with another fire.

And the town of Linhe is already full of corpses, rivers of blood, broken houses everywhere, mutilated bodies everywhere, bright red everywhere.

In the eastern corner, in a ruined temple, a woman knelt on a futon with a baby in her arms, looking up at the solemn Buddha statue with her head tilted.

The temple had been dilapidated for a long time, and the old monks could no longer afford to clean such a large temple, because not only the corners of the walls were covered with cobwebs, but also a layer of plaster on the Buddha statues, and the women used to come here to ask for lots, and they would also send people to wipe the Buddha statues, and they were very reverent when they knelt down, but this time she did not pray, but just looked up at the dusty Buddha statues with deathly eyes.

In yesterday's rebellion, all 17 members of her family were killed by the bandits, and even her youngest son, who had just turned three, was not spared, and she was the only one in the whole family who survived.

But what is the point of living like this? The headless baby was held in her arms at this time, and if he was still alive, he would definitely be gazing at the Buddha statue like her, and he must want to ask, can the Buddha really protect the common people? Can those who sincerely worship the Buddha really be blessed by the Buddha?

The Buddha did not answer, and his face became more and more compassionate, but the sound of horses' hooves came from afar.

No, it wasn't the sound of horses' hooves, the horse's hooves didn't make this kind of soul-inducing sound, only the skeleton horses with their pointed hooves like bone spurs could make such terrible sounds, and the nightmarish skeleton corps came.

The black dust and smoke of the east rose like a storm and swept ahead, and the black sandstorm soon completely annihilated the town, the dilapidated temples began to tremble, and the huge Buddha statues also made a fluttering sound, and the mud and paint quickly peeled off.

Two long lines of tears slid down her face, and at the last glance, through the pouring of mud, the woman saw the Buddha statue collapse with a bang......