When many immortals heard this, they all frowned and thought.

Why?

In the desolate world, the gods are born for nature and promise protection for the creatures of the world.

The gods of the thunder department master the rotation of the climate in the four seasons, the dragon kings of the four seas follow the orders to spread clouds and rain, and the land of the city emperor maintains the order of the world, preventing the flow of yin spirits and ghosts from invading the yang world.

That's all.

Of course, the immortals did this to gain merit or even luck, but in any case, they did not force ordinary beings to believe in them.

Not to mention, take the initiative to seek faith.

For them, being an immortal or a god in Tianting Mountain is just a simple duty.

When it is done, what is obtained by the right person is enough.

As for what faith?

Believe it or not, they don't care too much.

It is precisely because of this that after the loss of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, the Yin Shang Dynasty of the Terran race can last for more than 600 years.

There are very few natural and man-made disasters, and the people have enough food and clothing.

So, they all looked at Li Tong with a little puzzlement, not knowing what his answer to this question was.

The folding fan shook slightly, Li Tong's face did not move, but with a little bit of anger that seemed to be suppressed, he said:

"They use war, they use pestilence, they use natural disasters!"

"They believe that only by letting the human race know the pain and feel the despair, can they know the power of the gods, and they can ...... Worship the gods with all your heart! ”

"In order to do it, unscrupulously harvest faith!"

Li Tong's words suddenly shocked many mortals, and they didn't dare to imagine that there were such gods in the world?

No, they are no longer called gods, and they are not worthy.

And in the hearts of the immortals, they couldn't help but be surprised.

Even the most domineering and fierce demon king on weekdays, the scattered immortals who acted without scruples, at this moment, they all felt a chill from the scene described in those words.

"Let the mortals feel pain and despair, so that they can be convinced to believe in the gods in the future?"

"What a vicious mind this is to come up with such a vicious plan."

Some people were so angry that they couldn't help but knock on the table loudly.

They all have the name of immortals, but they only feel that the so-called gods in the dark world are not worthy of this title.

They do not have this qualification.

Everyone was extremely indignant, and Li Tong said in a deep voice:

"The world runs constantly, natural disasters are infrequent, but the gods are always lost, if you want to keep your faith permanent, then the only way is to gather the power of the gods and create natural disasters!"

Hiss......

Before the words fell, everyone gasped together!

I thought what they were thinking was sinister enough, but the truth they could think of was hundreds of generations more cruel than they thought.

"This ...... It's just terrible, who first brought it up, it's completely a person who destroys humanity and rebels! ”

"Huh!"

Someone chuckled: "They are all gods, so naturally they have no humanity." ”

"But my generation of monks can take the lives of their enemies lightly, but they can't attack innocent people, and they can't do such an act to confuse sentient beings and deceive their faith, which is simply an act of anger and resentment."

"How is it different from the devil's way to wantonly kill so many living beings, just to make them feel fear and fear in their hearts, so that they have no other way but to believe in the gods?"

"Wrong, there was a dispute between the demons back then, even if those demons were unbearable, they would not do this despised by the world."

The immortals were suddenly filled with righteous indignation.

Even they are gods in the wilderness, let alone good men and women.

But what Li Tong told about the gods in the world has already touched their bottom line of being gods, and has affected the issue of principle.

Therefore, they have spoken out to express their opinions.

Otherwise, if in the future, these immortals and gods learn from each other in order to pursue merit and luck, what should it be?

Naturally, he wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to completely dispel this idea.

If such a thing is really done, it will be a big deal if your own Dao heart is unstable and even attract the arrival of extraterritorial heavenly demons, and it will be a big deal to become the enemy of the Flood Wilderness.

Yunxiao listened to their words, and his face also showed a bit of preciousness, and he slowly said:

"That's right, this is no longer a demonic way, but a demon in the skin of an immortal, and even an extraterritorial demon!"

"In this world, the most terrifying thing is not the demons, but the chaotic demons and the bewitched and fallen immortals."

The sect leaders nodded one after another, only to feel that Yunxiao's words were very reasonable.

In this world, although it is black and white.

But in the border between black and white, there is a kind of ash, and the most filthy things in the world are hidden here.

At this time, there was a person hiding in the corner, who seemed to have a feeling, and said quietly:

"I have traveled all over the world, and I have seen how similar the people of a small country ruled by a great power are!"

"A big country rules the people of a small country, frustrating their anger, suffocating their intelligence, dissipating their strength, dispersing their groups, and restraining their movements, and finally achieves the effect that they can never recover."

"What is the difference between this way of imperial people and what Mr. Li said about the immortal gods ruling the mundane?"

He shook his head slowly, and then said with a little emotion:

"It's just that those ordinary people live in numbness forever, and the hope of a lifetime is only to worship God, and only to worship God, and nothing else."

"The gods are high, but they have a request for the human race, so they will not destroy the human race, but they can make ordinary beings completely reduced to lambs to be slaughtered in the hands of the gods."

The voice fell, and there was no word.

In the Star Picking Tower, after hearing this, all the immortals and gods seemed to have a feeling, and none of them were talking in the flow of thoughts and light in their eyes.

What a terrible poisonous trick this is, it is really just like what the Sky Fairy said, that side is like a god in the desolate world, and it can no longer be called a god.

They're just demons in the skins of the gods!

"In this way, there is a big problem with the thing that just made up for the sky!"

Someone realized it later, suddenly thought of the problem, and hurriedly exclaimed:

"She clearly deliberately caused the crack in the sky, causing the catastrophe to fall on the world, wiping out countless living beings, and then making up for the sky with false benevolence and righteousness, so as to create a savior appearance in front of the surviving human race and consolidate faith!"

"However, those mortals never knew that the multicolored stones used to mend the heavens were transformed by the flesh and blood souls of countless of their compatriots!"

With that, he muttered a question that asked his heart:

"Is it really safe to use the heavenly dome made up of the flesh and blood of such creatures?"

The gods couldn't help but be stunned, they hadn't thought about such a thing.

But before and after the mending of the heavens, I am afraid that it is just as the man said, it is all calculation.

Some laymen patted their chests in fear, and said in their hearts:

"Fortunately, when our ancestors faced such a split in the sky, it was our Nuwa Niangniang who made up the sky, and the immortal gods in the wilderness were not so evil."

Although everyone around him agreed with his words, they still cast admonishing glances one after another, telling him not to talk nonsense.

You know, in this star-picking building, the immortal gods who came here today have gone to the sea.

No matter which one it is, it's not something that ordinary people who just want to join in the fun can provoke.

After a heated discussion, which inevitably condemned those evil gods, everyone once again focused their eyes on Li Tong.

Someone asked:

"Mr. Li, next, what you just said seems to have nothing to do with the Monkey King!"

As soon as these words came out, the people around him looked at him speechlessly.

"Can't you see that? What Mr. said earlier is clearly the origin of the colorful stone that gave birth to the Monkey King, and it is also his previous life! ”

At this point, the man only woke up after realizing it.

Quite embarrassed to touch the back of his head, honestly sat in his own place, embarrassed to ask more.

Seeing this, Li Tong just smiled, and then said:

"As you think, the multicolored divine stone that fell from the crack in the heavenly dome finally fell to a place called Huaguo Mountain,"

"High in the sky, the sky made up of multicolored stones made of countless human flesh and blood and souls seems to be watching the earth gradually subside, revealing a trace of relief and relief."

"But that's not the end of it!"

Li Tong spoke slowly, pulling everyone into that world again.

I saw that on the nine clouds, the heavenly dome that had originally shattered into countless cracks and was constantly filled with chaotic wind and heavenly river water had been filled by the multicolored stones at this time.

And beneath it was the heaven-mending god who rode on a red cloud like blood.

She looked coldly at the stone that had fallen to the ground, and her eyes were full of cold mockery.

There is no sense of nobility as a god at all, but a pride and pride all over the body, almost unstoppable.

The god sneered at the multicolored stone that melted into the heavenly firmament:

"Look, this is your last hope, and I'm satisfied."

"But you said you were going to rebel against the gods, and that was it?"

"Hahaha!"

The gods laughed loudly, echoing through the endless heavens, like the cry of a night owl, piercing and disgusting.

"Hehe, you only deserve to be trampled under the feet of the gods, and in the baptism of constant calamities, you are more and more happy and sincere to us."

"Can't resist, can't resist, live and sink, never be able to turn over is the fate of you, this is mortal."

"You can't do anything!"

And it was already a multicolored stone that had landed on the earth, and a war spirit spawned by the unwilling souls of the human race in it vowed to oppose the sky, and at this time it made a very sad voice, reverberating in the sky firmament:

"God is not greedy? Why can't you tolerate a little disrespect to it. God is not evil? Why do you want to hold the fate of millions of living beings on the earth in your hands? ”

"I don't ask for much, but one day I will knock you out of the sky."

"Even if there are thousands of disasters and hundreds of millions of dangers, I firmly believe that people must and must be able to overcome the sky."

At this time, the multicolored stone is just a stubborn stone, without hands and feet, without mouth and ears, and can make such a sound only because he burns his soul, just to say his faith to this god.

Perhaps after this day, he will fall into a deep sleep of endless years.

But one day, he will return, conceived from the stone.

At that time, all the gods and Buddhas will be knocked to the dust.

Countless immortals and gods were there, and their ears kept recalling the words of this stone.

I felt a lot of emotions in my heart, but I was speechless.

Because, no matter what, they're just spectators!

Even if they sympathized with the tragic plight of the human race in this world, they couldn't help them in the slightest.

A feeling of powerlessness gradually rose in the hearts of countless immortals, a feeling they had never felt in the countless years since they became gods.

At this moment, the light and shadow in front of him changed, and a stone appeared standing proudly on the top of the cliff of Linhai Mountain.

The stone has long lost its dazzling brilliance, and it is ordinary like the most ordinary stubborn stone in the world, and there is no peculiarity in it.

Everyone couldn't help but sigh faintly, how ruthless was the god who mended the sky?

It seems to have given countless Terran souls a hope, allowing them to voluntarily turn into materials to make up for the sky, but in the backhand, they have taken away all the power of this multicolored stone.

made him a stubborn stone and lost his charm.

In this way, the last hope of the human race has also been shattered!

Such an ordinary stone, even if it is bathed in immortal energy for thousands of years, what amazing characters can be bred inside?

According to the heel theory of Yuan Shi Tianzun, this is really inferior.

Rotten wood can't be withered, and stubborn stones are difficult to dissolve.

The immortals sighed, with a bit of disbelief in their eyes.

What a cruel act, I didn't expect that the Heaven Mending Spirit to be so cruel to a stone!

What kind of darkness is it in this world that can give birth to such a thin and cool god?

The gods on high roam the nine heavens, enjoying all the prosperity of the world, and the karma of the same is borne by mortals in the lower realm.

So many disasters, cholera......

What did the gods bring to ordinary beings?

I'm afraid that there is only endless pain and unspeakable pathos.

Li Tong was not moved by their words and moods, but just told by himself.

As a result, the image in front of the eyes of many listeners continued to turn.

The Heaven Replenishing Spirit disdained to descend to the mortal world, but cast a cold gaze from afar, and fell on the multicolored stone that had already lost all extraordinary.

The tone was extremely cold, with a bit of sneer:

"There is no chance, after countless years, you are destined to be exiled by me, and you will never return!"

The gods say a word, and the words follow the law.

When the time came, the wind and clouds changed color, and the thunder and lightning thundered on the multicolored stone, adding nine distinct holes to his already mottled body.

This kind of pain may be absolutely unbearable for ordinary people, but for the multicolored stone that has experienced the most painful and darkest things in the world and turned into stone, he has long been unable to rise to the slightest wave.

"You are wrong, I want to thank you for removing all intruths for me and seeing myself!"

"If the stone does not see the sun and the moon, if the stone does not pass the wind and waves;

How can the world have my name, and how will God know that I am untamed;

A hundred years of color, the light is like a shuttle;

I dare to ask the gods and Buddhas who gave me Wukong;

Realize my little sorrow and joy, and pity my people's lives;

Ordinary people think about longevity, I have too much fantasy, and I change my life in the ground;

Unarmed, no matter how much a martial artist, he will drive away my sentient beings. ”

The words of the multicolored stone echoed above the heavens, causing the storm to subside and the thunder to dissipate.

"Huh."

A soft voice said: "I'll wait for you!" ”

"Till you come and cast me into the dust, and endure your suffering."

"Just ......"

There was a sneer: "But, don't keep me waiting!" ”