Not long after, with a terrible howl, the middle-aged man fell like a meteorite and smashed into the ruins. His limbs were broken, his body was abnormally twisted, and his chest was pierced by a long sword. Not to mention vitality, under the baptism of thunder and fire, even the slightest corpse qi is gone.

Su Mo stepped back into the air, raised his right hand, recalled the Shadow Sword, and shook it slightly, spilling a string of scarlet blood. And in the ruins, the white fox who confronted Song Zhao had just moved two steps away.

Su Mo didn't hide it at all, in front of the white fox, he took a rejuvenating pill, and asked with a smile: "You are so smart, don't you know the rules of Taixuanzong?" If you put the battlefield in the shrine, for the sake of so many lives, maybe I will be tied up, and it is unlikely that I will kill me, but the possibility of you escaping is still relatively large." ”

The white fox raised his head and said: "Gongzi Gui is a law enforcement disciple of Taixuanzong, and his status is respected, and he will also care about the life and death of others? Even if he really cares, it is also the children of those big clans of Zheng Xuan, right? Put the battlefield in the shrine, let you stretch your waist, and accidentally kill those villagers by mistake?"

Su Mo rubbed his eyebrows, and a ghostly light flashed.

The hair of the white fox's whole body stood up, mobilizing the Yuan Force of the whole body, but the flying sword instantly broke through the protective body, pierced the fox tail in the middle, and nailed it to the ground.

"If you really care about those villagers, will you use incense to raise zombies, will you transfer this bad karma to them? You didn't choose to deal with me at the shrine, don't you want to bear the cause and effect of the villagers' death?" Su Mo squatted in front of the white fox and said with a strong smile: "If those villagers are here, with your so-called sincere words before death, they may not dare to scold me in person, but there must be a curse behind your back." Even when the news spread, the people's resentment boiled, and everyone was pouring money, why did they indiscriminately kill the gods and spirits of the people? And it didn't get in the way of your business, why did they take people's lives at will? Even if there were really some minor mistakes, why should they be so aggressive and kill on a large scale? What is the difference between such a monk who has no mercy and those demon cultivators......

Hearing these words, the white fox's whole body was cold, but Song Zhao was emotional.

Childe is worthy of being a childe, and his words about people's hearts are more transparent than him, a person who has been rolling in the red dust for more than 200 years.

Su Mo seemed to be a little tired, and said softly: "However, it is a fact that you raise zombies, it is also a fact that you are in a state of mind and act in an extreme way, and it is also a fact that the veins of the Fox Nian Mountain are blocked, and the mountain roots are unstable." As the mountain god who protects the side, these are enough to kill you several times. Of course, you have your difficulties, and you have your last resort. But what is wrong with those who have set up shrines for you and prayed to you sincerely? Even if their descendants have forgotten your kindness, mortals are so short that forgetting and coldness are their nature, and should not be a reason for you to vent. In your opinion, they are weak and ignorant, and I am afraid that they will not be able to guess the truth of tonight for the rest of their lives, so they are used and driven by others in a muddy way. I don't like them or not, like you, a god who has to build a torii even if he is a bitch, and like the children of a big clan who disregard the lives of mortals. But this is not the reason for you to kill them, the vast majority of the strong people start from the end, it can't be said that when you go to the top of the mountain, you have to control the lives of those people under the mountain, they have the same right to live as when you were weak!"

As the words fell, the white fox's eyebrows exploded, and the Shadow Sword pierced through the skull, nailing it to a boulder.

The white fox lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, his vertical pupils were full of coldness, and he actually allowed the two flying swords to tear apart his body, and he had to break free from the restraints.

Su Mo sighed, the gods and ghosts have always been the most difficult to kill, and after thousands of years of cultivation, who doesn't have a few means to save their lives.

The white fox stared at Su Mo and said angrily: "I never thought that my Bai Lin would be reduced to this, the golden body is rotten, the gods will never say anything, even the most powerful helper is dead, and I am afraid that I will not even be able to survive in the future." This son, what do I want to do so that I don't cut the grass and eradicate the roots, let this seat sit naturally, and ask for a reincarnation?"

Su Mo smiled and said: "It's very simple, don't play tricks anymore, remove the formation of the shrine, let Zheng Xuan and the others leave, and then shatter the divine core to repair the damaged leylines and restore vitality within a radius of 100 miles." ”

The white fox's expression changed, sometimes black and hideous, sometimes golden and peaceful, but in the end, maybe he was too seriously injured, or he knew that he would die, and there was no room for resistance, and the luster in his vertical pupils gradually faded, like silence and ashes.

"I promise you, and I hope you will keep the promise. ”

As if he was too tired, the white fox slowly closed his eyes, and two lines of tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, hidden in the thick hair

Once upon a time, there was a loose cultivator who broke into the forbidden land of the fox clan in a panic, and found a young fox covered with scars in the ruins of the fox cave. It is dying, life is like a candle in the wind and rain, and it can't live when it sees it.

It was Sanxiu who saved its life with the elixir and has kept it by his side ever since.

The young fox gradually grew up, followed the loose cultivation in the red dust, watched him be kind to others, watched him fight with others, watched him be wanton and cheerful, and watched him sad.

One day, it awakened its bloodline and practiced for a long time.

Sanxiu was ecstatic, regarded it as his closest companion, and walked through thousands of mountains and rivers together, looking for resources and seeking the avenue.

However, the road to the immortals is difficult, the avenue is slim, and there are many disappointments in the scattered cultivation, and finally they are disheartened, return to their homeland, kill the evil and evil, and protect one party.

After many years, the life expectancy of the scattered cultivation is exhausted and is about to return to dust.

The white fox cried and was heartbroken, and wanted to go with him.

Sanxiu touched its head and begged it to take his place and continue to shelter this side of the landscape.

A few years later, the world was in turmoil, the disasters under the mountain continued, the people were struggling to make a living, the white fox turned into a human, killed demon beasts, refined medicine to save people, and countless living people.

The villagers were grateful for the great kindness of the white fox, so they took the initiative to build a shrine on the top of the mountain, and offered it on time and prayed all the time. At that time, it hid behind the statue, peeking at the pious people, and suddenly felt blessed to the soul, and felt that it had found another path of cultivation.

It's just that when those who have received its blessings gradually grow old, the incense of the shrine begins to wither, and fewer and fewer people come to worship.

At that time, its divine soul had already merged with the idol, the demon cultivation road was cut off, and the forgetting of the villagers undoubtedly cut off its vitality and ruined its avenue!

Unwillingly, it looked at the gradually dilapidated shrine, so it secretly collected the corpses of pedestrians who died tragically in the surrounding area, nourished them with the evil yin qi of the earth, turned into zombies, and used them for their own use to scare the villagers.

During that time, it would wait in front of the shrine every day, waiting for the villagers to come and pray, but day after day, there was no one on the mountain road.

Later, the zombie with low intelligence created a catastrophe and slaughtered half of the village, and it not only did not feel guilty, but only felt happy, that is, at that moment, its flawless Shinto golden body appeared cracked, and the demonic energy in the bottom of its heart grew.

Later, in order to deter the zombie evil spirit, the county town built a magnificent water shrine in the Guling River two hundred miles away, which was sealed by the royal family, and the scenery was infinite, and the nearby villagers would rather walk on the road for a day than go up the mountain again.

"The villagers didn't bear you, didn't the people of the previous generations worship you until they die? ”

"Really... Is there an afterlife?" it asked, silent for a long time.

Su Mo smiled and nodded: "It is said that reincarnation is ethereal, and the afterlife cannot be traced, but as far as I am concerned, I firmly believe it." ”

The white fox's body curled up, turning into bits of golden light and dissipating.

Su Mo recalled the Youli Flying Sword, rubbed his eyebrows, only to feel a splitting headache, sitting cross-legged on the ground, the Shadow Sword was across his knees, gasping for breath.

Song Zhao took two steps closer, was silent for a long time, and whispered: "Childe, you are really terrible like this!"

Su Mo smiled bitterly: "Don't talk about you, I'm even afraid of myself." ”

Song Zhao asked: "Gongzi let the white fox sit on its own, will it not conform to the rules of Taixuanzong?"

Su Mo explained: "Yu Gong, it didn't kill Zheng Xuan and the others, even according to the rules of the sect, just this plot, it will not be guilty of death." I am not a murderer, and I sympathize with its suffering, and if I can follow my heart within the rules, why should I do things in the first place? Besides, isn't this good? Villagers who have forgotten the past have been punished. Zheng Xuan, the children of the big clan, not only suffered a big loss, but also owed a sum of money to the sect. The zombies in Hunian Mountain will be extinct, and the leyline aura will gradually return to normal. The white fox, who was somewhat repentant when he was dying, tried his best to atone for the sins of this life and had a chance in the next life......"