At the moment when the self-cultivation furnace collapsed, Ma Xianhong seemed to hear the sound of his heartbreak.

It was already close at hand, but there was nothing he could do but witness it happening.

Finally, as he approached, he jumped up from the roof, crossed the distance, landed in the messy field, staggered a few steps, and knelt in front of the fragments of the Slim Furnace.

All eight puppets were killed, and large swaths of houses were destroyed, turning them into open spaces, leaving only fragments.

The four upper root instruments that followed looked at all this blankly, and with difficulty moved their eyes to the Taoist who withdrew his fist, swallowed his saliva, and had already guessed the origin of the other party.

With just one punch, it has overwhelming power, and if you can have such a realm, I'm afraid there is only one person in the entire Inhuman World - Zhang Taichu!

Thinking of this, they were cold all over their bodies, not to mention going up to the other party at this moment, they didn't even dare to move, and they didn't even dare to rise up to the idea of escaping.

"Woo, the stove, my stove, it's broken, it's all broken—ah!!"

Ma Xianhong fell to his knees on the ground, reached out to pick up the pieces one by one, his red eyes were full of pain, and his mouth was screaming nonsense.

This self-cultivation furnace is the crystallization of his painstaking efforts, invested a lot of energy, and has been perfected again and again.

Not to mention how many precious refining materials are used in it, even if you can reproduce these materials again, you can't make an identical self-cultivation furnace at all, which means that everything is back to zero again!

Swallowed up in despair, he pulled helplessly on the ground, gathering fragments of the artifact from the dust, and happened to look at the only large part the size of a human head a few steps away.

"That's the core my sister gave me."

Ma Xianhong was stunned for a moment, and recognized that part was one of the cores of the self-cultivation furnace, but before he could retrieve it, an invisible force took the part away in the air.

He looked in the direction and happened to see the young Taoist standing on the roof not far away, who smashed his furnace with a punch.

"There are a lot of strange parts for this slimming furnace."

Zhang Taichu looked at the part the size of a human head, looked at the shell engraved with strange runes and made of unknown metal, and with a slight force with his two fingers, he directly clicked and crushed it, revealing a transparent container inside.

The inside of the container was filled with liquid, and in the center there was an object that looked like a flesh embryo, which looked a little disgusting.

Zhang Taichu's heart moved, poured into it with his mental power, and used his own true qi to invade the gap in the container, slightly stimulating the lump of meat, carefully perceiving the changes in it, and his face was even more surprised.

"Being able to accept and transform True Qi like an alien, and it is not an innate organ, can it be that such a strange living creature can still be refined?"

He muttered to himself, and turned his gaze to Ma Xianhong, who was kneeling on the ground not far away, took a step and appeared directly in front of the other party, and said condescendingly: "This meat ball, you made it?" ”

Even though Ma Xianhong's heart was like ashes at this time, when he saw Zhang Taichu's eyes, he couldn't help but shake his head: "No." ”

Zhang Taichu's eyes were full of gold, and he continued: "Where did that come from?" ”

"My sister, Qu Tong."

"Oh? Is that Qu Tong from Yaoxing Society? ”

"Hmm."

"Where is she?"

"On the mountain."

Ma Xianhong said blankly, stretched out his hand and pointed to the halfway up the mountain, where the fight had faintly come from, and then his brain was stirred and he woke up.

Zhang Taichu collected the small means of mental cholera, threw the parts in his hand to Zhang Chulan in the distance, and instructed: "Put it away." ”

Ma Xianhong, who came to his senses, looked at the Taoist in front of him, his brain was shocked, and he had already reacted, who was the other party, and confirmed with a bitter face: "You are the original true person of Longhu Mountain?" ”

Zhang Taichu bowed slightly, and said with a smile: "It's me." ”

Hearing this, Ma Xianhong's face was wrinkled, like a lump of bitter gourd.

The idol he admired the most smashed his most beloved stove, his brain was buzzing at the moment, but he couldn't hurt his hatred at all, only a strong sense of powerlessness, and his heart was entangled, after all, he raised his head unwillingly and asked: "Dare to ask the real person, why did you destroy my self-cultivation furnace?" ”

Zhang Taichu asked rhetorically: "Why are you cultivating this self-cultivation furnace?" ”

Ma Xianhong said without hesitation: "The world is the same!" ”

As he spoke, he stood up with his body bold, took two steps back, and repeated firmly: "I just want to build this self-cultivation furnace, so that everyone can refine Qi, so that there is no difference between ordinary people and strangers in this world, and let the world be the same!" ”

Zhang Taichu smiled and said, "How can you be sure that everyone wants to use this self-cultivation furnace to become an alien?" Or do you just ignore these things for the sake of selfish desires in your heart? ”

Ma Xianhong said: "Deqi can strengthen the body, make the gods full of energy, and make the life expectancy long, and all living beings are naturally willing." ”

Zhang Taichu said: "Billions of sentient beings, who come because of desire, will be disturbed because of their desires, everything is just your self-righteousness." ”

Ma Xianhong said: "If I establish a new sect, I will educate them, so that they will not do evil, and let the good people be refined first. ”

Zhang Taichu said: "How do you distinguish between good and evil? Is it possible that you judge the good and evil of sentient beings based on your concept alone, and divide them into three, six, nine, and so on, and dominate the fate of sentient beings? What kind of harmony is this? ”

Ma Xianhong's face froze, and he didn't know how to respond for a while, and after thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and said: "There will always be chaos in the process of change, accompanied by labor pains, just like your predecessor swept away the whole nature." ”

Zhang Taichu smiled: "But the coexistence of black and white opposites in this world is inseparable, it is the way of heaven, even if it is me, I dare not say that I have swept away all the darkness in the world, how can you do it?" ”

"Is it just the confidence that this self-cultivation furnace gives you?"

Ma Xianhong's face turned blue and white for a while, and he found that he didn't know how to answer, wondering that there were so many loopholes in what he had thought before.

Zhang Taichu continued: "There is a way but no technique, the technique can be sought, there is a technique but no way, and it stops at the technique." ”

"You have to use the self-cultivation furnace to give sentient beings great strength, but if you don't cultivate your body, it will only lead sentient beings to disorderly chaos."

"You said that you established a new sect to educate hundreds of millions of sentient beings and make the world unified, but even the ancient saints were reborn, and they didn't do what you said."

"So I said, Ma Xianhong, how can you do it? Or is it all just to satisfy your selfish desires? ”

Ma Xianhong's face turned red, scratching his head frantically, and after thinking about it, he felt a cracking pain coming from his brain.

"Woo......"

Cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and he was horrified to find that the thoughts and memories in his mind were very blurry!

(End of chapter)