Chapter 497

In the early morning of the next day, the moment the golden light fell to the ground, Qin Song followed Zhuang Zhou, shattered the void, and entered the Immortal Continent.

On the way, time and space reversed, he saw the brilliant stars, the vast universe is so dreamy and colorful, and so profound, where is my home?

This is a golden desert, and every grain of sand is like golden sand, radiant and endless.

The temperature was extremely high, there was not the slightest moisture or air, there was not the slightest flame on the golden desert, but the temperature was amazing, and the void was distorted.

Western Desert!

Qin Song speculated that this should be the Western Desert, and it was rumored that this was the abode of the gods, and only the gods could survive in such a harsh environment.

In addition, Qin Song's powerful divine sense also sensed some wonderful beings during the investigation, they did not know how to survive, but they were hiding deep under the desert.

Qin Song followed Zhuang Zhou and kept flying in the direction of the setting sun, and only after eleven days did he stop.

In the vast golden desert, there is a huge wind blowing every day, and the golden sand is all over the sky, and at this moment, an ancient gatehouse in front of it appears, which is not very high, about three meters or so.

It is carved from white stone, and the pattern is simple, but it has also been eroded by a lot of wind, and it is no longer clear, and only four big characters can be vaguely distinguished.

Qin Song walked closer, and then saw clearly: "Divine Realm Illusion." "The simple and full font, I don't know who came from the hand, shows a sense of grandeur, as if every stroke contains endless truths, there is the disillusionment of the stars, there are scenes in the universe, terrifying and gorgeous.

But what about such a powerful being, it may have died in the great war of the ancients.

Qin Song couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart.

"After entering the Divine Realm Illusion, you will see a road, go down, remember that you must go down, you can't fly, the end of the road is the end of the world, and there is creation in it!"

Keeping Zhuang Zhou's advice in mind, Qin Song glanced towards the endless golden desert, then stepped forward and walked into the doorway.

Time and space changed, the stars shifted, Qin Song seemed to have stepped over the endless stars in one step, left the galaxy of the original Immortal Continent, and came to the other side of the starry sky, when he stepped on the ground, the world in front of him finally stabilized.

Green like water, insects chirping and frogs chirping, next to a pond, lush aquatic plants grow at the water's edge, calm lake, reflecting a bright moon

It was night, pitch black, and in the distance there were a few rustic huts, lit with candles.

"Mortal, how can there be no monk's breath here. Qin Song didn't expect to see such a scene, he thought that coming in would be bloody killing and running for his life.

He never imagined that he would see such a comfortable mortal life.

At this moment, Qin Song was stepping on a narrow dirt road, looking along this road, it stretched into the mortal countryside of the village.

"If you go down this road, you can see the end of the world!"

Qin Song did not let down his vigilance, years of fighting made him understand a truth, the more seemingly safe the place, the more terrifying the murderous machine, how many wizards died because of a slight relaxation, Qin Song didn't know how many times he saw such a thing.

In the first room, it was very warm, and a filial son fried herbs, brought them to the window, and personally fed the old mother.

The old woman was very happy, and praised again and again, and after listening to it for a while, Qin Song roughly understood that this son had not been doing his job before, but recently he had suddenly changed his mind and face, and he was extremely filial, and he seemed to have been ordered by the immortals.

The old man boasted happily, it seemed that the wish he had made in front of the Bodhisattva had come true, and his son had turned back and was as obedient as he was a child.

The laughter stopped abruptly, and then the sound of the porcelain bowl falling to the ground and shattering, the corners of the old man's mouth overflowed with black blood, and he fell on the bed, his eyes wide open, staring at his son, dead and blind.

"Don't blame me, my daughter-in-law said that she didn't want to raise one more idler, and she was willing to marry me only if you died. The son smirked, and then carried the old woman's body on his back, ready to bury it, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw a young man in gray.

The man was taken aback: "You, what are you doing?" There was a fierce light in his eyes, obviously killing him

"Are you really a filial son, do you carry your seriously ill old mother to the doctor at night?" Qin Song said.

"Brother, hey, don't say it, my mother, no matter how bitter I am, I can't be bitter anymore The old lady who raised me and raised me......" The fierce light in the man's eyes disappeared, but he didn't say much, he was still a little nervous, and he walked quickly towards the distance with the old woman on his back.

After a few steps, the man fell to the ground, and a thumb-sized bloody hole appeared in the back of his head.

"You killed your mother, it has nothing to do with me, it's your family affair. But people like you don't deserve to call me brother, this time I will punish me with a small punishment and a big commandment, and don't talk nonsense in the next life. ”

Qin Song said a few words lightly and strode into the distance.

The old woman did not seem to be dead, and she looked at her dead son with wide eyes, and she shed tears.

"Hey......" Qin Song sighed.

He seemed to understand a little why he had to go down the road in the Divine Realm Illusion.

It is to let the monks who participate in the trial see something that is happening in the world.

What do you do in the face of this?

This seems to be an exam question, if the place of trials that Qin Song entered before was compared to mana and supernatural powers, then the trials here are to refine the heart.

When he encounters something, every time he makes a move or not, every decision he makes, affects the outcome of the entire trial.

But, it's not that it's extremely dangerous here, why can't you see any danger?

What danger can a monk encounter in the mortal world? But what Zhuang Zhou said could not be a deception, only a few extremely powerful divine sons could leave alive, it was definitely not a lie, I am afraid that the real danger was in the end of the world, after all, there was creation there, and it was also the easiest place to fight.

"This place is called the Divine Domain Illusion, can't everything be an illusion?" Qin Song frowned and thought, but when he stepped into the gate of the Divine Domain Illusion, it seemed that he had really crossed the starry sky, came to the other end of the universe, and entered a living planet, so everything here was illusion or reality?!

Glancing back at the mother and son who had completely turned into cold corpses, Qin Song frowned.

"Whether it's fantasy or reality, I only do things from my heart. ”

Then he strode forward, and since it was a trial, he took it seriously.

What I saw next was not vicious, but a picture of a happy family, some talented and beautiful, some mothers and sons were filial, and some were full of children and grandchildren, laughing and laughing, and whispering.

But somehow, Qin Song had a trace of jealousy, thinking of his various experiences, he became more and more jealous, why can this group of mortals be happy so easily?

"As a strong man, since you encounter something unpleasant, you can directly swing your sword to destroy it, out of sight and out of mind......"

A murderous intent flashed in Qin Song's eyes, and looking at the smiling faces, he suddenly felt that these mortals were extremely ugly.

"You really deserve to be killed, the puppet is not guilty of it, you can't blame me, if you want to blame, blame you for getting something you shouldn't get!"

Qin Song raised his palm, and then fell.

The huts collapsed silently, as if by a natural calamity, and those mortals died in terror and insecurity.

Qin Song didn't feel happy, he just felt less annoying.

A village, dozens of households, almost collapsed in half. The collapse of the house continued, and the lives of mortals were like grass mustard, like ants, and their deaths could not have the slightest fluctuation in Qin Song's heart.

Like a little child in the mortal world, he peed towards the ant hole, and drowned an unknown number of ants with a soak of urine, but the death of countless ants will not make the child have the slightest mood swing at all.

When Qin Song was not practicing, he always felt why a monk could be so high and could look down on mortals, and when he was a monk, especially when he became more and more powerful, he knew that he was getting farther and farther away from mortals.

For example, in previous lives, it was said that humans evolved from monkeys, but if you were asked to marry a monkey and have children, would you be willing?

In myths and legends, it is not an iron law that immortals and mortals are not allowed to marry, but it is unethical, just like people cannot marry wild beasts or have sex with livestock, once someone does such a thing, it will never be accepted by normal society.

Maybe mortals think they are wise and not ordinary beasts, but relatively speaking, in the society of ants, ants also think they are wise, so is there a difference between the two?

Qin Song didn't think there was a difference between the two of them, they were just mustard-like lives, insignificant.

As his palm gradually fell, all the houses in the entire village were about to collapse completely, and many people died silently.

At this moment, a cry suddenly sounded, and a baby was laughing, but I don't know if he sensed the danger and suddenly began to cry.

Qin Song was shocked, stunned in place, his palms froze, but the house was already crumbling, and the couple in the house finally found that the house was about to collapse, and immediately rushed out with the baby in their arms.

The baby's cry resounded all over the world, and only the dozen or so families left rushed out. Looking at the silent collapse of the houses and the bodies of the dead, they trembled with fear, and the women wept even more.

"Damnation, damnation...... an old man shouted in a divine way, kneeling on the ground in panic, constantly waving his hands and turning his head to the sky.

"Am I wrong? yes, I am wrong!"

Qin Song withdrew his palm and stopped killing, he looked at the crying little baby, and a smile appeared on his face: "Thank you for helping me break the demon heart and send you a creation!"

With a flick of his fingers, a ray of divine light flew into the little baby's body, and suddenly she stopped crying, and a pair of dark and spiritual eyes looked in the direction of Qin Song.

Qin Song knew that she couldn't see it, but in the dark, the two stared at each other, as if some kind of cause and effect had happened through time and space.

Soon after, Qin Song left.

But those who were killed by him were not resurrected, because he did not have the magical power to reverse life and death, as for who was responsible for this matter, Qin Song felt that it was the unfilial son who caused his murderous heart, otherwise he would not kill people casually like that.

Therefore, all sins should be borne by the dead filial son.

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and lightning bolts fell from the sky, slashing at the body of the dead filial son, as if he had been cursed, and even if he died, the heavens would punish him.

The villagers were furious, especially the old man of Shinto, who scolded: "It turns out that this dog day has harmed everyone, and God has implicated our entire village because of him, pulled up and whipped the corpse for ten days, and then threw the corpse into the wilderness, this gate will never be allowed to enter the ancestral grave in the village!"

Then the old man knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing: "God, I already know what you mean, I hope not to punish us innocent people, God is merciful, great mercy!"

"Hahaha......" Qin Song's unbridled laughter sounded in the distance!

Qin Song remembered a history lesson from his previous life, which was about Emperor Tang Ming of the Tang Dynasty.

It mainly tells the love story of Emperor Tang Ming and Yang Guifei, and the female teacher told it really singably and cried, but in the end, she still gave the great emperor the infamy of a big pig's trotters.

But in addition, Qin Song noticed a statistic in the text, before the outbreak of the Anshi Rebellion, the population of the entire Tang Dynasty was 55 million, because the love between Emperor Tang Ming and Yang Guifei had a crisis, resulting in the outbreak of the Anshi Rebellion, and the population of the Tang Dynasty was only five million.

50 million people died because of the great love of Emperor Tang Ming, but the history books record that this emperor is still great enough and is still a Ming monarch, and Yang Yuhuan's beauty is the heroine of a love story that has been recited through the ages!

There are poets who praise them, and singers sing for them, because one of them is a high emperor, and the other is a beautiful woman!

But who cares about the tragedy of 50 million deaths?

Cao Kei didn't even look at Cao Ke, why did the gods in the sky want to pity Cao Ke's life?!

Thinking of this, Qin Song should have been happy to escape from responsibility, but for some reason, tears flowed out all of a sudden, and his heart was extremely uncomfortable for a while.

"Cao Ke doesn't even look at Cao Ke, why should the gods pity Cao Kei?"

"Hehe, I'm just making excuses for my own mistakes. ”

Qin Song raised his hand pretendedly, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and then smiled proudly: "I am more benevolent than the emperor of the mortal world, but I have made a small mistake, which is insignificant." ”

So he walked forward happily, a few steps, a few steps, and then he paused and began to cry.

He rarely cried in his life, but he couldn't cry at the moment. The heart of the Dao is shaking, unstable, and the Dao base is shaking.

"I'm not wrong, others killed 50 million people, and still no one said he was wrong, I just killed a few mortals, why am I wrong?"

He cried and defended himself!

Everyone grows up and will live like they hate the most, it's like a curse, no one can escape!

There is no answer, and there is no response, just like the Tang Ming Emperor in history, no one said that he was right, and no one said that he was wrong. He is still the emperor on top and spends his old age in peace. But it's a pity that the peerless beauty Yang Yuhuan who hanged herself on the crooked neck tree.

Qin Song walked along the road, like a child, wiping his tears while crying and walking, crying for a long time, Qin Song's mood became better, and everything that was unhappy was left behind.

The powerful pressure cannot remain in the heart forever after being released, not to mention, no mortal dares to let this god be responsible for the lives of a few grass mustards.

Subsequently, Qin Song began to think about the matter of cultivation, those lives of mortals who died after all, after all, it just became an unhappy response for him, then again, whose cultivation can not make mistakes?

When he first entered the cultivation realm, the Sword Pavilion started a war with the Demon Clan, and the mountains and rivers were diverted, and how many mortals were drowned, and no one let the Sword Pavilion or the Demon Clan be responsible for the fate of mortals.

Mortals will not blame the gods and the gods, they will only feel that they have done something wrong, and the gods and the gods will be unhappy, so they will be punished, as long as they mortals can keep their own peace, then the gods will not send down the curse of heaven again.

"It seems that there is no danger at the moment, this practice is a bit boring, and if you change to other monks, you may not even pay attention to it, and just bury your head in the road. ”

Qin Song wondered if he was thinking wrong, maybe he didn't care about what was happening around him, he just needed to move forward by himself. Since you will make a mistake when you make a move, it will not be wrong to simply not make a move and not do it.

"This place seems to be more emotionally appealing. Suddenly, he was startled, suddenly shocked, and on guard, he glanced at the dilapidated and collapsed village behind him: "This place is really weird. ”

Qin Song's eyes flickered, and he felt that he had discovered the supernatural here, which seemed to be able to easily affect people's emotions, and it was extremely difficult to detect.

Gurgling, purring......

In the evening, Qin Song suddenly heard a strange scream, his divine sense swept out, and after sensing it for a long time, he was shocked to find that this strange sound came from his stomach.

It took a long time for him to react: "This, this is my hunger?"

Since his cultivation, devouring the aura of heaven and earth, Qin Song has not felt hungry for a long time, and he generally eats delicious food, just to solve his appetite, and does not need that little bit of energy.

"Is this really just a fantasy?"

Qin Song was thinking, but the feeling of hunger was getting stronger and stronger, he hurriedly took advantage of the strength he still had, quickened his pace, and hurriedly ran along the path, rushing to the next mortal gathering place.

He originally wanted to rely on his supernatural powers, catch a few small animals, peel them and cramp, and then barbecue and eat meat, but as soon as this thought came together, he felt that something was wrong, and he suddenly felt dangerous.

"It's strange, you don't allow yourself to hunt for food here, this is forcing the trialists to contact the mortal world? What kind of trial is this?" When he arrived here, Qin Song found that he couldn't understand the rules of the game in this Divine Realm Illusion Realm more and more.

In the process of hurrying, Qin Song gave birth to the fate that he might be starved to death, and suddenly shuddered. He felt that if he didn't eat again, he might as well become the first monk ever to starve to death!

"No, I shouldn't be the first, those gods who participated in the trial and died in the Ancient Heavenly Court should be the first batch!" Thinking of this, Qin Song suddenly laughed a few times with a wicked taste for some reason.

The house leak happened to rain overnight, and when Qin Songsa was running wildly, it actually rained, and his feet were slippery, and he almost slipped and fell to the ground several times.

Just when Qin Song was hungry and wondered if he was really going to starve to death, he was about to summon the Taixuan Order and draw energy, when he suddenly saw a small mortal village appear in the rain curtain.

"Damn, it's too pitiful, this must be an illusion, how can there be such an accurate time!"

complained in his mouth, but Qin Song rushed into the village for the first time.

Coo-goo-goo......

I saw a small dilapidated hut outside, a little boy braved the rain, took out two eggs from under the chicken's buttocks, his face showed joy, turned around and walked towards the house.

Qin Song rushed over all of a sudden, and at this moment he was already so hungry that he couldn't control his strength, and hit the door panel directly, making a loud noise, which frightened the two people in the hut and one of them stood up together, looking at him in surprise.

"Quick, quick, give me the eggs, I'm dying of hunger!" Qin Song shouted at the two.

There were two people in the house, one was a little boy who was afraid of before, eight or nine years old, and the other was a very handsome girl, fourteen or fifteen years old.

The two of them were startled at first, and the girl's face turned slightly pale, but seeing Qin Song's embarrassed appearance, she still took two eggs, walked over cautiously, and handed them to him.

After Qin Song took it, after biting the shell and eggs, he swallowed it directly into his stomach: "Damn, I'm starving." This hunger pang is fake at first glance, if a mortal were so hungry, he would have starved to death a long time ago!"

He has lived a hard life, and he has been hungry for several days, but he has never been like this time, he is so hungry, two eggs are simply life-saving medicine, and after the stomach, the whole person feels a lot more comfortable.

"Mortal, how strange is this boy talking? The girl looked suspicious.

"Little sister is so beautiful, do you still have food at home? I'm hungry, get some more!" Qin Song smiled and squeezed his eyes at the little girl.

Although he is not handsome, he has good skin, his five fingers are slender and slender, there is no black mud in his nails, he seems to be a scholar, so he squeezes his eyebrows and makes his eyes shine, making the fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl's pretty face slightly red, lowering her head, and pursing her mouth: "Okay!"