Chapter 922: Gleaning Daoist

"Everything is reincarnation, human teaching, expounding teaching, intercepting teaching, Western teaching, and heavenly court...... They are nothing but a few people's domination of the Three Realms, which is unjust, dark, and evil. The Three Realms are full of lies and hypocrisy, and only chaos is the future. A deep voice came from the void, against everything in the Three Realms.

Surrounded by sounds, Lu Jian couldn't help but stop, and couldn't help but think that he had just returned to the Three Realms, as if everyone knew that he was back, and he came to the door one after another.

"Fellow Daoist, please show up." After hearing this extreme remark, Lu Jian couldn't deny it, hoping that the other party would show up.

An old Taoist dressed in gray linen clothes appeared in front of Lu Quan, very unfamiliar, and the old man didn't seem to have anything special, and he couldn't even see any mana, just like an ordinary old man. But ordinary old people definitely don't have this kind of elusive spell, and it is impossible to levitate in mid-air.

"Fellow Daoist, why are you blocking my way?" Lu Jian asked patiently.

"I need you to destroy the Three Sects with me, use your Immortal Slashing Flying Knife and Nailhead Seven Arrows Book, and the Heavenly Immortals will not be a problem, kill all the immortals first, and then slaughter the saints, so that no one can stop the return of Chaos." This old man, who looked like a peasant uncle, was scared to death as soon as he opened his mouth, and he directly slaughtered the immortals, and couldn't help but wonder if he was not in a normal mind.

Although Lu Jian is proud and also thinks that the Three Realms are just reincarnation, he chooses to stay away from cause and effect, and will definitely not be with madmen. He said directly: "I'm not interested, take my leave." "It's a word of nonsense, and I don't want to say more.

"Listen to my story, and maybe you can change your mind."

Lu Jian found that the surrounding space was locked, and if he forcibly broke through, he would inevitably have to pay the price, so he could only say helplessly: "Listen up." "I don't know what story the other person is going to tell.

"I'll make a short story. Zheng Guo has an old man in the mortal world, who has a happy family, but Zheng Guo launched a war against Zhou Guo, and his three sons all died on the battlefield, even so the old man did not give up his life, and still worked hard, but when he reached the age of old age and frailty, he could no longer work, but he was still poor, and he could only pick up the ears of wheat left by others in other people's fields to survive. The old man slowly told a sad story, and said: "In the end, the old man did not even have the strength to gather the ears of wheat, and when the old man starved to death, his anger and unwillingness completely exploded, and turned into resentment against the whole world, and that was me." ”

"Are you a ghost cultivator?" Lu Jian can't see through each other at all.

"Yes and no. It doesn't matter what I am, the important thing is that in the thousands of years since I was born, I have been observing the Three Realms, nothing has changed, nothing has changed, there will be no change, past, present, future, time flies, time flies, every era there will be people who love life like the old man, but can never get happiness. I was born in response to them, so I call myself a Gleaning Daoist, to eliminate the greatest hypocrisy of the Three Realms, that is, the Three Religions and the Western Religion, and to eliminate the Heavenly Immortals and Saints. "The Gleaner was the appearance of the old man, so he was dressed in linen, with gray hair and dry skin, as if he were an ordinary peasant.

Lu Zhudao said that he had met a madman, and he didn't know what to say at all. He knew that the other party was eyeing his magic weapon, the Immortal Flying Knife and the Nailhead Seven Arrows Book could indeed kill the Heavenly Immortals, but it was useless to the saints, if there was a magic weapon in the Three Realms that could deal with the saints, others would have used it a long time ago.

Back then, the Six Soul Banners of the Tongtian Sect Master directly cast spells, but they didn't have an effect on the saints, and the Nailhead Seven Arrows Book would not be useful.

"So for the sake of a noble goal, you also want to go from being a victim to a perpetrator?" Lu Jian said calmly.

"It's not the perpetrators, it's revenge on those immortals who are high up and full of lies. The three religions and the Western religion were all established because of the Terran race and received great benefits from the Terran race, but how did they do it? Sit back and watch mortals suffer, turning a blind eye to mortal prayers and piety. They take the lead in collecting incense of faith, but when mortals need help, they only promise and are all excuses. What morality, what is taught without class, what is the authenticity of the Xuanmen, what is the Elysium, all of them are just a fence built by a few immortals for themselves, just to enclose themselves in peace of mind, ignoring the sorrows of sentient beings in the outside world. This kind of immortal, this kind of saint, what is the use of it? The old man's voice was firm, he was not joking, let alone crazy, he really wanted to overthrow the Three Sects, the Western Sect, and the Heavenly Court, and let all beings return to chaos.

"What if I don't promise to help?" Lu Zhuan asked.

"Then hand over the magic weapon, and I can spare your life." The old man said gloomily.

"What if I don't pay it?"

The gleaning Taoist said surgingly: "Then I have no choice but to eliminate the three flowers on your top, the five qi in your chest, let you fall into the fairyland, feel the pain of mortals again, struggle in the red dust, and finally die." The old man looked at Lu Zhudao sincerely and said: "I don't want to intimidate you, I know that you are an immortal with a conscience, you are different from the immortals of the Three Sects, the Western Sect, and the Heavenly Court, they are full of lies, hypocrisy and despicable, but you are an immortal who truly sympathizes with the Three Realms, you should join us." ”

Although he is always invited, Lu Zhudao people are also very happy, after all, this is a symbol of his strength being affirmed, can the people who invite him be normal? The previous Dingguang Immortal was full of selfish desires, and the Gleaning Daoist in front of him was full of madness, could it be that he could only attract this kind of abnormal guy by his dignified Lu Dao people?

"I do think that the Three Realms are constantly reincarnated, even if the productive forces develop, the strife will not disappear, it used to be the battle of the Lich, the Shang and Zhou wars, now it is the battle between good and evil, and there will definitely be various wars in the future. But that doesn't mean I can't accept chaos, and you should try to accept the reality of the weak being eliminated. After all, monks are not necessarily more relaxed than the old man, and who is really happy with the creatures of the Three Realms? The immortals have the difficulties of the immortals, the saints have the difficulties of the saints, and if there are difficulties, they have to be overcome, if they all want to destroy them when they have difficulties like you, the Three Realms will be finished long ago, and it will be your turn to show off your might. Lu Zhudao is also serious about reasoning with the other party, hoping that the other party can wake up.

The gleaner was not affected at all, and said along with the words of the landing, "Yes, the immortals and saints have difficulties, just like a race, there are blood and tears behind every participant on the track, but all beings will only care about how much pain the champion has endured, who cares about the second and third place?" Even if the saints, immortals, and old people in the gleaning are in pain, then who will care about the pain of the old man in the gleaning except me? The people of the Three Realms will only stare at the immortals and saints, because they have the resources in their hands, they have the distribution, and they use lies and excuses to build an unfair world, and there are countless people who will understand their difficulties, but no one cares about the old man. Such a world does not make sense. ”

Lu Zhudao knew that he couldn't convince the other party, and the other party was determined to do something. But the Immortal Slashing Flying Knife and the Nailhead Seven Arrows Book have a great relationship, and they must not be handed over to others, and it seems that there is only one battle.

It seems that this is his own calamity, on the way back, Lu Zhudao people have been restless, originally thought that they could stay away from cause and effect, but they didn't expect the calamity to come, and they couldn't escape.

"Please turn around, baby." Since the other party wants a magic weapon, let him see the ability of the Immortal Flying Knife.

As soon as the words fell, a straight white light had already crossed the neck of the gleaning man, cutting it in two. The immortal flying knife has killed countless enemies, and there has never been a miscalculation, and once the sword light comes out, life and death will be divided.