Dong Yuan stood in the void, looking at the monks who were constantly running below, with an expressionless face: The dead people of the Dong family, look at it, this is the sound of the blood of the An family!

Because of my obsession, I almost took my enemy as a benefactor because of my soft-heartedness!

Settle down and eventually pay off the karma they made!

The artistic conception of the eyebrows quickly spread, and the howling, struggling, and cursing continued for a while......

"You devil, we are just a vassal relationship with the An family, and we have no blood relationship, why should we be angry!"

"If you are so ruthless, you will definitely stop at turning into a god!"

"Dong Yuan, I curse you, curse you, the Dong family has no one else except you!"

"Settle down, settle down and hurt us so hard!"

"I don't want to die, Dong Zhenjun, please, let us go!"

......

These voices, with the spread of Dong Yuan's artistic conception, continue to enter the ears, and at the same time, there are constantly monks who become white bones. Looking at the people who no longer looked like monks below, listening to the resentful curse before dying, Dong Yuan sneered.

"Thunder Punishment!"

The white light appeared in an instant, illuminating the many panicked and hopeless monks below!

Curse me to cut off my children and grandchildren? Dong Yuan has no sorrow or joy in his heart, the monk goes against the sky, and he can't protect him if he has children and grandchildren, so what do you want him to do!

"Woo woo, mother, I'm afraid!"

I saw a female cultivator with messy hair, who somehow dodged the attack and appeared in front of Dong Yuan, and kept kowtowing, "Zhenjun, please let the little girl go!"

Dong Yuan looked down at the female cultivator, and saw that her legs were still wrapped around the artistic conception of withering glory, and her eyes flashed, this female cultivator had good qualifications, and she actually comprehended the artistic conception in her infancy.

The ratio between the god and the primordial infant is like an ant and a tree, as soon as the artistic conception of the god comes out, the primordial infant has no power to resist at all. Although Dong Yuan scattered the artistic conception, he did not have it, and it was powerful when targeting one person, but this is also the artistic conception!

I didn't expect to be stopped by this female cultivator!

Seeing that she couldn't escape, the female cultivator looked at Dong Yuan above the void, and reluctantly blocked the withered artistic conception on her legs, and then did not retreat but advanced, just to seek mercy, Dong Yuan could let go of her child, after all, how innocent a child is!

Bang, bang, bang......

The sound of hitting the ground continued, and the little girl who was struggling with one hand was pressed hard with one hand, and kowtowed at the same time.

"Zhenjun, karma, since I have entered the camp of the An family, I am implicated by it, and I have no resentment in my heart! But the little girl is only three years old, and she is ignorant, I ask Zhenjun for mercy and let her live!"

On the ground, after a while, a patch of blood was knocked out.

The sound of begging for mercy here and the cursing not far away are intertwined, like a nightmare in the world.

Dong Yuan looked at the little girl, and suddenly crashed into her eyes, and through her pure eyes, he seemed to see the Dong family back then:

Were they like that at the time, begging the abuser, but as a result, no one was spared!

"Since it is pure and unsullied, let it not be tainted with the smell of this world. Dong Yuan's eyebrows overflowed, and the little girl under the female cultivator didn't even scream, and instantly turned into dry bones.

The child is innocent, but my Dong family also had so many children like her back then, and some of them may have been just mortals all their lives, but how wrong they were, they were all greedy and became unjust souls.

At that time, how could no one say to let them go!

Although he did not experience that tragedy, when Dong Yuan remembered, he had returned to the old site of the Dong family, which was comparable to the house of the An family, which was full of ruins!

I remember thinking at that time, how long will it take to burn down such a large area?

When he grew up, although he had been taught to take revenge, Dong Yuan didn't want to!

I once thought that when it was time to retribution for injustice, it would be better to forget the past.

I still remember Uncle Dong's disappointed eyes when he heard his words, but seeing the happy monks around him, Dong Yuan felt that his decision was right!

However, the inheritance of the Dong family is unbreakable!

So they turned into taciturn people and entered the An family, wanting to secretly get back the missing page of exercises, but they didn't expect that after decades, they hadn't forgotten the Dong family or the exercises!

Seeing that he didn't come up with the exercises, he wanted to persecute him, and then Dong Yuan understood his innocence, the wicked are evil after all, and he will not become kind because of his soft-hearted kindness!

thought that he was going to die like this, but fortunately Uncle Dong appeared in time, but in order to get himself out of danger, he stayed alone to contain him, but in the end he was besieged and died by everyone in the An family!

It is said that good and evil will be rewarded in the end, but Dong Yuan found that the wicked man did not repay him, but even his only relative died!

Instant enlightenment, the world is bustling for profit! The monk goes against the sky, detached from the world, has no afterlife, no reincarnation, and only talks about cause and effect!

Dong Yuan's mood instantly improved a little, and the artistic conception of withering glory was sublimated, withering glory and time together, but it can be reversed, and the branches die and grow life.

With Dong Yuan's understanding of Kurong's artistic conception, some monks who were shrouded in artistic conception, some places that had become white bones gradually seemed to grow flesh and blood!

Seeing this, the female cultivator sighed, and then quickly spat out several mouthfuls of blood.

This voice seemed to be light, but it shook Dong Yuan's soul trembling, and he quickly woke up from his memories, and the light in his eyes flickered.

I saw the female cultivator who kept kowtowing, sitting there stunned at this time, looking at the white bones that her daughter had turned into, paused for a while, looked at Dong Yuan in the air, and said slowly:

"I joined the An family for a year with Taoist couples.

But half a year ago, he was tragically killed by a mission, and after I knew it, he sat in the house for a day, and the next day he appeared in high spirits. He looked at the pile of bones, "Because I have her." ”

"However, now the only sustenance is gone......"

As soon as the words fell, the female cultivator's face instantly turned old, like a person who had dried up with oil, almost without a trace of life, even if Dong Yuan didn't do it, this female cultivator was afraid that she wouldn't be able to live a stick of incense.

Dong Yuan was silent for a while and asked, "What is your way?"

"Love, I understand the love of the Taoist couple, and because of this love, I extend the love of mother and daughter, and I understand the meaning of gratitude. After speaking, a smile flashed on the old face, "I wanted to resist your artistic conception, but I didn't expect it to fulfill you." ”

If he didn't interrupt him, maybe this Dong Yuan comprehended a deeper level, killing his own daughter, but he fulfilled the other party, the female cultivator instantly felt ridiculous, things in the world are really interesting!

"Creation makes people...... the nun finally sighed, and then lay on the ground, holding her daughter's white bones in her arms, silent.

When this female cultivator came, she guided Dong Yuan through a series of words and actions, making him fall into her own artistic conception, but she didn't expect that Dong Yuan recalled the past, because of Uncle Dong's death, she did not give birth to gratitude, but realized the existence of the monk.

Therefore, the shallow artistic conception of this female cultivator was directly destroyed by Dong Yuan's artistic conception, so it was said that Dong Yuan was fulfilled.

This female cultivator's artistic conception attack combined with this feeling, scene, and meaning, Dong Yuan only woke up when the female cultivator coughed, so he was surprised, he didn't expect that he would fall into the trick of a Yuan Infant Monk.