The capital of the Zhou Dynasty.

An old man and a young man suddenly appeared in a small alley with no people, and their feet stepped on the muddy path with excrement, and the filth did not even touch the soles of their feet, and there was no trace of the place where they had stepped on.

Walking out of the alley, the noisy sound instantly enveloped the two people, and the traffic outside was full of traffic, and the crowd came and went.

The hustle and bustle of the red dust in the world washed away the coldness of the two of them.

"It doesn't seem to be too late, it's not the weather."

He Kun looked at the crowd of people coming and going, his eyes flashed, and he opened his eyes slightly.

Humane luck reveals a breath of twilight, or weakness, from the inside out. Just had a serious illness, and was forcibly dragged back pale.

And half of the passing crowd puffed up white buns, which were not very common to see.

"Three souls and seven spirits, human souls are over the eyebrows, and they are living corpses."

"There aren't many people left alive."

Li Changsheng's expression became more and more cold than before, but this coldness was more humane in He Kun's opinion.

When they first met, Li Changsheng was like a pool of stagnant water, as if nothing could make him make the slightest wave. I'm afraid that when he learned that his sister died, he didn't have much sadness in his heart.

He Kun didn't blame him, because his junior sister used to be the same. To cultivate the avenue of forgetfulness, you must cut off the seven emotions and six desires, so as to tolerate the way of heaven.

Once they get into the Taishang forgetfulness, there is only one obsession that drives them. The younger sister's obsession is to kill all the enemies in the world with one hand, and open the peace of the world.

Maybe when the younger sister was too forgetful, she no longer had a love for the mundane, but her goal never changed. And Li Changsheng has just broken away from Taishang's forgetfulness, and his feelings fluctuate very little but are very precious.

He Kun asked, "What should we do now?" Kill the City God Temple directly and kill all those incense gods? As far as I know, this city god has some relationship with you, and the snowy night. ”

"Zhou Taizong, Xue Ye and I saved his life back then, and he promised me that the people of the world would live and work in peace and contentment." Li Yi nodded slightly

In the name of Zhou, this dynasty has some relationship with Li Changsheng, and in a sense, this name was given by him.

About 400 years ago, Li Changsheng traveled all over the world to practice medicine and save people, and he had accumulated a lot of fame in the world. At the same time, he gradually got used to the existence of snowy nights, and after more than ten years of getting along, he married each other.

At that time, it was still the Northern Dynasty, and behind it was a certain immortal gate, because the ancestor in the door was killed by fighting with people, and gave up his support for the Northern Dynasty. As a result, just like the world without the Sword Sect now, the corrupt dynasty could no longer suppress the uprising.

Years of war and turmoil, the heroes rose together.

Li Changsheng casually rescued the defeated soldiers in a ruined temple, this person was Zhou Taizu, and the king of Zhou Ling, who later sealed the city.

It is rare for the Founding Emperor to be the Emperor of the People's Republic of China, because incense is not something that everyone can eat, and sometimes he is more demanding than a monk. An unqualified person sits in that position and is instantly engulfed in incense.

Zhou Taizu can sit for more than 400 years, and he has maintained his sanity so far, and he is considered to be one of the more top-notch incense gods.

"Now that he has forgotten, I will naturally come and fulfill my promise and take his life."

He cured Zhou Taizu's illness, and Zhou Taizu would one day become emperor to benefit the people and never harm the world. As for why there is such a promise, it was purely mentioned by Zhou Taizu himself, and Li Changsheng just took advantage of the trend

It is also a good thing if one's verbal commitment to others can benefit the people of the world. If you don't harm yourself and benefit the world, why not?

"I'm afraid it's a little hard to kill, Yin Si protects, the incense is there and the gods are not extinguished." He Kunyan said, "Maybe you can dissuade the other party and kill less." ”

"Whether it's the emperor or King Zhou Ling, it's just a sword."

"If there is too much blood, it won't be washed off."

"If you can't wash it, you don't need to wash it."

Li Changsheng walked forward on his own, and hundreds of people passed by them, these people were in excellent spirits, and their faces were full of red light. This state is not to mention starvation and suffering, and only dignitaries and dignitaries have faces during the prosperous period.

One or two are fine, but there are at least a few hundred people in front of them, and I am afraid that there are thousands of people along the way, and it is an abnormality for so many people to be red-faced.

They all starved to death, or starved to death of their own volition.

Li Changsheng and He Kun only saw a small number of living people, and they lived in this city like an outlier. It's just that for some reason, the living corpses did not attack ordinary people, and the two sides lived together peacefully. There are even families where parents are living corpses and children are living people.

Walking 1,800 steps, I finally saw a city god temple with a peak of incense, ten zhang high, and incomparably magnificent. From a distance, you can see the huge golden body of King Zhou Ling, surrounded by rich incense, sacred and inviolable.

King Zhou Ling.

The system of the Yin Si is different from that of the monks, they are like ordinary officials, and the official position symbolizes power. The Spirit King is the highest title, comparable to the power of the Yuan Infant among the monks, and a small number of them have even reached the stage of transformation in history.

And the Zhou Ling King in front of him is strong and capable, and the level of the Spirit King, but he has lost his due foundation. Eating the incense of the people in the world, when troubled times come and you can't hold up a piece of the sky, you will naturally be hit hard.

"Is this Daoist also here to get rid of hunger?"

A thin skull-like Miao Zhu in a big red robe stopped the two, and a penetrating smile appeared on his skinny face.

The human soul has left the body, and it is a living corpse completely.

Li Changsheng asked, "How to get rid of it?" Eating grains is a matter of course, but how can it be avoided if water flows to a lower place? ”

"Just pray to King Zhou Ling." Miao Zhu turned slightly to the idol and arched his hand, his voice filled with endless worship and respect. "Thanks to King Zhou Ling, we can avoid the famine, as long as we worship King Zhou Ling, we won't be hungry. Old man, I haven't eaten for 6 months, and I'm still alive and kicking like this. ”

"The little Taoist looks full, and he should be a noble person who is not short of food. But you can also worship King Zhou Ling, and you can be disease-free and painless. ”

In the misty incense, Li Changsheng heard the sound of praise coming from inside, and a child who was so thin that he was afraid that he was less than 30 pounds said excitedly: "Mother, mother, mother, I'm not hungry, I'm not hungry!" ”

"King Zhou Ling has appeared! I sincerely thank Zhou Ling Wang for his great kindness. ”

"Aren't you going to try it? You just need to kneel down and sincerely pray to King Zhou Ling. ”

"Come and try it, it really works. As long as you pray to King Zhou Ling, you can avoid starvation, and you don't have to eat the last meal and think about the next meal in the future. ”

The chaotic voices around them suddenly rushed towards Li Changsheng and the others, and everyone looked at them, with a strange light in their eyes. This is not controlled by anything, but a spontaneous strong belief in King Zhou Ling.

People who have just experienced famine tend to starve themselves to death. And people who are dying are prone to mad beliefs.

regard the spread of incense as its own responsibility, and let the era of peace be a yin official.

Li Changsheng ignored these living corpses, his gaze fell on the idol, and the sacred and inviolable incense aura trembled slightly.

There was still no reply after half a ring, and the surrounding believers were already ready to move.

Zheng!

The sword roared, and the white light shone.

Almost in the blink of an eye, all the living corpses of Li Changsheng's radius were reduced to nothing, and they were twisted into ashes by the sword light without any pain.

This was Li Changsheng's only mercy to them.

And the idol in front of him made a deafening crashing sound, and in a place that ordinary people couldn't see with the naked eye, thousands of sword qi fell on the idol like a storm, and the incense qi that had accumulated for hundreds of years was rapidly being consumed.

Li Changsheng exhaled again, and everything was calm again, only the flying ash that was swept up by the wind was still drifting.

He Kun's eyelids jumped, and he said secretly: Could it be that sleeping can really increase your skills?

He couldn't stand it before he drew his sword, the spirit king who was comparable to the Yuan Baby, even if King Zhou Ling was affected by the troubled times, but he would not completely lose the foundation of the spirit king. But Li Changsheng was able to suppress the opponent's passive defense with only his sword intent, and he didn't dare to say anything after it was over.

Although Li Changsheng was not as powerful as the Sword Immortal back then, it was not much worse.

"Haven't you come out yet?"

Li Changsheng stomped his right leg, and the roof of the City God Temple exploded, and cracks like spider webs spread in all directions. Walls collapsed, kicking up puffs of dust, and when everything was calm, the huge golden statue sat on top of it.

The statue shone brightly, and King Zhou Ling, who was wearing an emperor's robe, came to life, and opened his eyes to look at the Taoist below.

"Daochang Li, I just want the people to stop starving, and it is better to turn into living corpses than to eat flesh and blood. You have been running around all these years, and you should have also seen the suffering of troubled times and the "sorrow" of cannibalism. ”

"My people can't live anymore, what's the difference between humans and ghosts?"

Before Li Changsheng could speak, He Kun, who was next to him, was already furious, and angrily reprimanded: "The demons and evil ways are nonsense, birth, old age, sickness and death are the laws of heaven and earth, and reversing life and death regardless of yin and yang will only lead to trouble." The people of this half of the city will be turned into walking corpses in less than three years, and you will not want to find blood food for them at that time. ”

Everything has a price, and the price of not starving is to become a living corpse, and a living corpse is only a corpse after all.

You can't live long, and if you live for a long time, you will only harm others and yourself.

Troubled times are a chain of disasters, at first it may be the monks' fighting methods that affect mortals, and then a famine breeds evil spirits, and evil people kill people and give birth to more evil spirits. In such a reciprocating cycle, there is no place in the world that is peaceful, and their Sword Sect is powerless to return to the sky.

An act like King Zhou Ling, no matter what the reason is, is ultimately harming the world.

"It is precisely because of people like you that the world is always one step away from peace."

"Can't the living and the living corpse be seen now? Keep saying that for the sake of the world, in the end, it is not a matter of killing, and more people have died in your hands than the people of my city! ”

Zhou Lingwang's voice was slightly raised.

"If they could live, who would be willing to be a living corpse."

The two sides were at a stalemate for half a moment, and Li Changsheng never showed any emotion, just quietly stared at King Zhou Ling.

Finally, he spoke: "King Zhou Ling, what if I don't allow it?" ”

King Zhou Ling stood up from the throne, and his momentum was like an ancient sacred mountain rising from the ground, and the smell of incense that had accumulated for hundreds of years came to his face. In the end, the ten-zhang tall golden body turned into a normal human size, and an emperor with a fat face and a majestic look between his eyebrows walked down.

He asked: "Dao Chief, if there is chaos today, how to solve the people's lack of livelihood?" Can the Taoist be saved? ”

"In addition to man-made disasters, the people will try to be strong, the people will save themselves, and I am not the only one in the world to save them." Li Changsheng replied.

"Daoist, you're as humble as ever, but I still want to give it a try. You've been killing for so many years, it's time to rest. ”

"You are a god, not affected by worldly desires, and eternal and holy. And the people don't need to eat grains, they don't need to suffer from sickness, I should be the most holy and virtuous emperor, and the emperor of heaven and earth! ”

King Zhou Ling's knees slowly touched the ground, kneeling on the ground, his spine straight as a spear.

Immediately after that, his voice slowed down slightly, the divinity in his eyes gradually faded, and the person named Zhou Shifu still retained his sanity.

"I keep my promise and lead to death, do it."

Li Changsheng slowly pulled out the Heavenly Sword, the blade was exposed, and the cold light enveloped the heavens and the earth in an instant, like the cold wind of the winter solstice being blown by itself.

King Zhou Ling closed his eyes slightly, waiting for the other party to cut off his head, and then hand everything over to the true Holy and Sage Emperor.

In addition to people, pay attention, so that you can go further.

"Shifu, I spread the Pill of Helping Suffering." Li Changsheng said suddenly, and these words made King Zhou Ling, who had originally closed his eyes, suddenly open his eyes and looked at the Taoist with some incredulity.

“…… Is that you? This is impossible, you are a medical immortal, how can you do such a thing. ”

He had already heard of the Pill for Saving Suffering, which was a very evil elixir. With the human body as the furnace and the three souls and six spirits as the medicine, when the human skin is broken, it is refined into a pill to save suffering.

"It's me." Li Changsheng affirmed again, "This can make them die a more dignified death and reduce the psychological burden of cannibalism." ”

Everyone has a thousand reasons to favor themselves, and he just wants the people to die a dignified death. I can't afford to eat, and how dare I force others to uphold benevolence, righteousness and morality.

"You're not wrong, you're worthy of anyone."

"You're not going to kill me?"

"Standing and dying."

He was not wrong, but what Li Changsheng needed could not accommodate a group of living corpses. As far as Ho Kun said, the situation of peaceful coexistence between living corpses and living people will not last long, it may be a month, maybe half a year, or maybe three years, and this place will turn into a demon cave.

Zhou is dead, but King Zhou Ling is still holding on.

King Zhou Ling was stunned for a moment, and then looked up to the sky and smiled, and the laughter spread like a dragon in the national capital.

"Hahahaha! Standing to death? Who would accept death on their knees if they could die standing up? No, no, I don't want to die standing up. ”

The laughter stopped, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes were shining, and his knees slowly lifted off the ground like a giant dragon flying high in the air, looking at the majesty of the world without any scruples.

"I will not die on my knees, nor will I die standing up. I am the ancestor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the emperor of the world. Today, we will open the great cause of immortality and the foundation of immortality for all generations. ”

Zhou Taizu took the national fortune dragon, lying on the national capital, hidden under the clouds.

The dragon's head lowered and looked down at the Taoist, and his voice was like a heaven-shaking drum: "Great Zhou Taizu and thousands of people, please teach the immortals." ”

Li Changsheng's fingertips brushed the blade of the sword, wisps of thunder appeared, and the giant dragon covering the sky and the sun above his head had already swooped in with its teeth and claws.

He raised his chin slightly, there was no sadness or joy in his half-drooping eyes, and there were thousands of thunders hidden in the light.

With a sword, the sword qi spans thousands of miles, and the thunder light is like a catastrophe.

The dragon fell, and countless people of the Great Zhou fell to the ground and turned into walking corpses, and then the thunder fell and disappeared.

The statue of King Zhou Ling shattered, leaving only a fluttering word.

"Dao Chief, Da Zhou is really dead."

Li Changsheng exhaled slightly, put the Heavenly Sword into its scabbard, turned around and walked away.

A drizzle fell in the sky, and the Taoist of a young man and an old man left in the wind and rain, and the Great Zhou Kingdom behind him was gradually submerged by the drizzle and disappeared into the rain curtain.

"Elder He, Da Zhou's wontons are delicious."

"That's a pity."

(End of chapter)