Almost everyone who has lived on this plateau for generations, and their elders and temples have heard the story of the witch.

Of course, after all, it is a story that happened in the Tang Dynasty, and it is too far away from now, except for children who have heard about it for the first time and monks who have a certain status in Buddhist temples, almost no one really takes this to heart.

Even after the Qing court dug up the dragon vein, with the recovery of the witch, there have been frequent earthquakes on the plateau in the past ten years, but there are not many people who can think of this matter.

Until three days ago, the gods who had come down from the plateau stretched out their hands to this land.

Until the twelve Buddhist temples nailed to various places were completely destroyed,

The towering witch appeared in front of them with a belly that had given birth to countless evil spirits like a ten-month pregnancy, and people recognized the reality.

And as the witch's body was crushed, and the spirit was suppressed, the dark clouds that had been hanging over the plateau gradually dissipated, and the earthquake gradually subsided.

The people who survived the catastrophe, under the leadership of the monks and nobles, slaughtered the cattle and sheep that had been saved from the disaster with great difficulty.

Cattle and sheep that are still steaming are enshrined on the ground.

And the monks, after lighting the incense, sat down cross-legged, chanting words in their mouths, reciting scriptures to please the gods and Buddhas...

For a time, incense can be seen everywhere on the plateau, and the sound of Buddha is murmuring...

This grand sacrifice is to pay the highest respect to the god who killed the witch.

At the same time, it is also a prayer and a reassurance.

They have not forgotten that this man had come to the door with a knife and spear from the beginning, and that the earth under his feet was like a wet piece of dirt in his hands, which was crumpled and rounded into various shapes.

The plateau, which is "peaceful and tranquil", has been turned upside down and changed in just three or two days.

Such a natural disaster devastated the land, but as creatures living on the land, they could not avoid it, and the villages and towns were reduced to ruins, and money and wealth were buried in the ground.

That is, the herders living on the pastures are doing well, but they are also suffering heavy losses.

Therefore, after witnessing the dissipation of the witch with their own eyes, they hurriedly organized this sacrifice.

Because of the fear of such natural disasters,

I'm even more afraid that the gods will not be satisfied after destroying the witch, and they will be eyeing other things, so they are eager to communicate with the gods through sacrifices.

They do not seek wealth or marriage, but only pray that the gods will notice them, and that under their solemn sacrifices, they will be merciful and not toss this plateau on which they depend.

For this they are willing to offer, to give everything they have...

The incense was curling, accompanied by the sound of scriptures, wafting towards Zhang Ke.

He glanced at it roughly, and after seeing that it was just ordinary incense, he put it into the small mansion and used it to suppress the evil spirit.

The reason why I took a closer look was entirely because the terrain on this side of the plateau was closed and it was once influenced by foreign sects.

The beliefs in this land are distorted and terrifying, just like the magic weapons that Zhang Ke had seen in those Buddhist temples before.

Their raw materials are all fresh life.

If he is an indigenous deity of the plateau, he naturally does not take it seriously.

But most of the authority on Zhang Ke's body comes from the land of Kyushu, whether it is the land of the mountain god or the city god, they all belong to the position of the righteous god, and there is no need to use terror to show his existence, not to mention that the blood in his body also comes from the ancestors of the human race. ….

These two, no matter which one treats those blood-eating evil gods, is basically a posture of extermination, and they are absolute opposites.

In this case, if they are going to kill someone, then... Instead of "settling" as they thought, Zhang Ke would bury them all.

But if it's a serious sacrifice, it doesn't matter.

Anyway, Zhang Ke will not stop at the plateau next.

Even if Zhang Ke is now the earth god of [Cong Sipin].

Within the limits of his authority, he can easily change the color of the rivers and change the seasons... The life and death of all things can also be decided with his thoughts.

But the Netherworld is alone

People can't solve it.

There was too much involved in sewing the heavens and making up the earth, not only did he lack some of the authority he should have, but he also couldn't gather a lot of things.

Therefore, the best way Zhang Ke can think of is to use the dragon vein to fill the dragon vein, even if the process is very lossy, but the hole on this side of the plateau has not been constantly expanding, and the scope is limited.

The dragon veins of the entire Qing court are brought in, and with the cooperation of his own earth god, the dragon veins can still be rejuvenated.

As for the shattering of the Netherworld.

As the saying goes, one thing is not worked, two masters...

Just as Zhang Ke was walking and thinking, the sky in front of him suddenly became gloomy, and the rolling black mist filled the mountains and forests, and all living beings were swept into it, the black fog kept squirming, and a terrifying sound came from it.

"Crunch, crunch..."

It was like something chewing and making a sound inside, but then there was a slight roar, wailing, and crying of beasts.

The black mist kept rolling, and the surface kept changing a human face, a beast face, their expressions were either angry or pleading, staring at Zhang Ke and crying and begging him to stop, just stay here and don't go any further.

The black mist wailed and cried on the surface, but its changes did not stop for a moment, they condensed into a mass of flesh and blood embryos, squirming gently, trying to imitate Zhang Ke's shape.

And it was not only this mass of embryos that appeared in front of Zhang Ke.

Behind it, Zhang Ke also saw a group of lamas, carrying a Buddha statue more than ten meters high made of dry bones, beating gongs and drums, chanting scriptures and singing lyrics, walking towards him from afar.

There are also weasels and foxes whose size is comparable to that of a tiger, running in the mountains and forests, and the blood and qi diffused on their bodies are about to turn into a cloud, and the grass and trees are dead everywhere they pass, and people and animals are convulsed.

Even from a long distance, Zhang Ke saw a few Western missionaries sitting in a carriage and rushing in his direction.

At this time, Zhang Ke heard someone burning incense and praying in front of his few remaining statues, and the sound was in his ears.

But the language Zhang Ke used sounded a little obscure, and after he looked away and saw the person opposite, Zhang Ke didn't want to understand it anymore.

I could only listen to them talk for a long time, and after a while, maybe I didn't react at all when I saw the statue, so I got angry, blushed and scolded the statue angrily, this time the words were mixed with half of the Chinese, Zhang Ke roughly understood.

If these came one after another, the bulls, ghosts, snakes, gods, and evil spirits that appeared in front of him were coerced by the Qing court, then what he said just now was a lure.

In the past, the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism made statues of gods and sent them to various Taoist temples, but they did not hide it from the Qing court, nor could they hide it. ….

It's just that he didn't intervene directly, but secretly observed first, and when he understood what Zhang Ke did, he naturally "valued" him more.

Therefore, the Qing court's initial plan was to think about Zhao'an, but as a result, Buddhism was blocked, and Zhang Ke never went to the root of the imperial city, but went all the way to the plateau.

This made them change their minds.

So they wanted Zhang Ke to stay on the plateau, guard the crack of the netherworld, and don't come back, so they specially created a new statue of King Ming for Zhang Ke, promising him incense offerings, court sacrifices, etc...

As a result, Zhang Ke didn't agree, and when the matter collapsed, he had no choice but to fight each other.

The best effect on dealing with ghosts and gods is actually the crusade of the army, but... My family knows about my family's affairs, and the Eight Banners were really brave at the beginning, but since they entered the Forbidden City and indulged in fun, they quickly turned into a pile of waste.

What you want to cut down mountains and destroy temples and destroy ghosts and gods is the cooperation of the evil spirit on the soldiers' bodies and the fortune of the country.

One less is greatly discounted, and the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism do not cooperate, so the only people they can invite are lamas, great immortals, and missionaries from the West.

Let them block the road to the plateau.

......

When I went to the plateau, I had never seen such a lively scene.

On the contrary, on the way back, all the bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods came out.

Seeing this, Zhang Ke smiled, and his already huge figure was faint

It swelled up a little more.

Then he slashed at the evil demon who was imitating himself.

"Whew!"

The nearby wind spirits were drawn by the falling Glaive Blade, and the wind was fierce as it gathered.

The evil dodged in panic,

But he was still slashed in the back by the extended knife light, and the black blood flowed down.

And when Zhang Ke was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, the Buddha statue carried by the lamas in the distance stood up tremblingly, and with its movements, many lamas under it were instantly drawn into dry corpses.

The white skeleton of the Buddha statue turned luster and lubricated a little.

Clusters of blood vessels intertwined on the bones, flesh and blood gradually generated, and the head that had been left with only dry bones was covered with a thin layer of skin.

Tongue-to-mouth reciting Buddha sounds:

"Hum..."

As soon as the chanting tone began, before the slightest wonder could be revealed, a deep shadow appeared around it, and then a mountain peak descended from the sky.

"Boom!"

All the sounds were crushed by the fall of the mountain.

"Buzz your head!"

Looking at the skeleton that was smashed into powder at the bottom of the mountain, Zhang Ke snorted lightly.

The demon fox and weasel who were originally running suddenly stopped, turned their heads to look at the mountain peaks that suddenly appeared in the distance, and swallowed their saliva with difficulty.

They were wondering if their offer to the Qing court was too low, this kind of opponent...

Although the emperor's canonization is tempting, it means that they can henceforth get a piece of the fortunes of the country.

No matter how tempting it is, it's not as important as a small life!

was killed, not to mention the national fortune, his existing disciples, disciples and grandchildren and incense will fall apart.

It's better to yo-yo!

They thought of it in a clever way with the missionaries, and no amount of promise was more important than their own lives.

As for the fierce god behind him...

Isn't there that evil in the way? ….

That thing is so big, how can it be delayed for a while, and then it will be up to who will die!

The invisible tacit understanding caused them to scatter and flee, but after turning around and walking a few steps, the ground under their feet suddenly trembled, and then the earth drove the surrounding mountains, forests, grass and trees to begin to retreat wildly.

At the same time, the earth gas turned into chains and rushed towards them.

This time they looked dead, but fortunately, both foxes and weasels were agile beasts.

And the huge size of the body not only does not affect their movements, but also gives them more stamina.

The real unfortunate ones were the missionaries,

Although they are tall and big, they are not out of the size of people, not to mention that they are missionaries, they are here to spread the faith for the Lord, and they are not those knights with muscles in their heads.

Isn't it normal to not be able to run on the ground?

With a pure white light permeating the necklace on his chest,

Wrapping them off the ground with their feet, the earth could no longer affect them, but the net of chains worked diligently to salvage them.

Except for one missionary who sent himself out with a blushing face.

The rest of the companions were all caught in the ground nets.

Bound by chains, he sank into the dirt little by little.

"Wow!"

As the earth squeezed gently into the middle, the movement of the underground quietly disappeared.

Only a stream of blood gradually infected the small patch of dirt.

The helpers carefully invited by the Qing court were half gone in less than a cup of tea, and the remaining two immortals were still running away from the strange land with difficulty.

The only missionaries who remained, after the pure white light had dimmed, wanted to find a place to stay.

However, just as he was about to hit the ground, a crack suddenly tore open in the ground and swallowed towards him.

I had no choice but to fly into the air again...

I could feel the thinner and thinner light in my body, and I couldn't bear the depression in my heart anymore

I can't stand it.

f**k, his Qing court.

you.

When I invited him, I never said that this was the god of nature who controlled the earth.

Don't talk about him with this kind of thing, if the regional bishop doesn't bring enough people, he will have to be numb when he comes.

Not to mention him.

He probably didn't have to run away, and in the hands of this kind of nature god, he didn't have the luxury of returning to the arms of the Lord.

I only wish He could give him a little strength,

When the time comes, in hell, the long braids of the Qing court can be their companions.

It didn't last long, and as the holy light in his body was exhausted, he staggered and fell, and the earth turned him into flower fertilizer as soon as he closed it.

As a result, among the "people" who came together, only those two immortals were still alive.

As for the evil spirit, it had already been cut to pieces by Zhang Ke, and the broken corpse was suppressed by him by carrying two mountains at will.

Although the surrounding land would be polluted, Zhang Ke did not dare to stuff it into the small house.

There are more than 100,000 evil spirits in there,

Throw it in, in case you give him an Autobot transformation, the one with the hemp claws will be Zhang Ke.

Throw them here, and they need to be polluted by a process.

Then Zhang Ke grabbed the two escaped immortals, pinched their heads, and lifted the two shivering guys in front of him.

Sniffled.

Looking at the weasel among them, Zhang Ke showed a kind smile:

"You must have come from outside the Kansai, right? Do you know where the clear dragon vein is?"

The weasel was slightly stunned.

It looked at Zhang Ke and wanted to say how I know this, but feeling the palm pinched on the Tianling cover, it hesitated, didn't dare to say it directly, and a pair of eyes turned hard, trying its best to find a reason not to be killed.

But before it could speak, the fox on the side whispered, "Venerable God, I don't know the dragon veins, but I know where their ancestral graves are."

Shifting his gaze to the big fox, Zhang Ke raised his eyebrows.

Stupid Bunny-kun