Dead, dead, a whole country, but in a few years, there are no tiles, no chickens and dogs, not even a fly, gray-black sky, only a huge god list, exuding a scorching divine light, even the light of the sun is obscured. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ozawa Tan Muran walked in the pile of four, his eyes were dull, like a walking corpse, without the slightest life.

The relatives are extinct, the city does not exist, the country is ruined, and in the entire city, only Ze Tan survives, these days, he lives by eating dead bodies, because the last words his father said before he died is: live, live until the day when the rain passes and the sky clears.

So Ze Tan didn't die, there was no food in the city, and he lived on the dead corpses, and a tenacious emotion had been lingering in Ze Tan's heart, and he had to survive no matter what.

I don't know how long it took for a person, Ze Tan got used to it, and accidentally found a little grain seed, so he opened up a little field and planted it, one person, one field, one country.

Ze Tan didn't know if there were any other living people in this country, and he didn't want to know, but he lived numbly every day, and after living for a whole ten years, he had grown into a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man.

"Hey, this kid has gathered the anger of a country, and he has not lost his consciousness due to the influence of the god list, which is really rare. A breezy and interested voice sounded in Ze Tan's ears.

Ze Tan looked up, and a bald Buddha stood in the clouds, condescending, looking down at him.

After glancing at it, Ze Tan lowered his head and took care of his small field.

The Buddha said confidently: "Little Tanyue, this seat has traveled here, and I see that Tanyue has deep wisdom roots, and I want to accept you as a disciple, but I don't want to apprentice!"

Ze Tan looked at the Buddha with a smile, he hadn't spoken for more than ten years, he almost forgot how to speak, and stumbled: "Please... You... For... Division, can... Save... Live... I... Target... Parents?"

The Buddha was speechless, if it was an ordinary time, he could naturally find out where the young man's parents were reincarnated now through the underworld, but at this time, I am afraid that he has already been on the list of gods, even if he is not on the list of gods, I am afraid that it will be the end of the true spirit, and there are very few people who can go down to the underworld, and the Buddha does not think that the parents of this young man have so much luck.

But the Buddha was not discouraged and continued, "Follow this throne and you will live forever. ”

Ze Tan didn't raise his head and said: "What about immortality, the reincarnation of the world is the right principle, the master once taught: saints do not die, thieves do not stop, it can be seen that in this heaven and earth, the most deserving of death is the cultivator, not this vast number of sentient beings, if there is no you, how can there be such a catastrophe in this heaven and earth." ”

The Buddha was amazed that this young man had such knowledge, but at the same time he was speechless, this young man was right, if it were not for the sake of the practitioners, how could there be such a catastrophe, almost all the living beings in the wilderness would have died.

The Buddha was gone, caught in the obstacle of consciousness, and walked madly all the way to the spiritual mountain.

Ze Tan is still feeding his fields, and as for whether the Buddha is dead or alive, it has nothing to do with him.

The Buddha came to the top of the spiritual mountain and asked Da Ri Rulai: "The calamity is like this, what is the use of cultivation, the saint does not die, the thief is not stopped, the Taoist ancestor is the thief, the Taoist is the thief, you are the thief, I am also the thief." ”

Da Ri Rulai frowned, his eyes were like torches, he understood everything in an instant, sighed, turned his palm, pressed the Buddha into the spiritual mountain, suppressed it, and personally went to that small country to see the young man.

Da Ri Rulai came to the place where Ze Tan was, and he was surprised, this young man was full of anger, and he was able to absorb the breath exuded by the Fengshen List, and melted into the flesh and blood, almost no bones and blood marrow, all of them were drenched in immeasurable anger, but he was still able to maintain his consciousness, which was really incredible.

Da Ri Rulai carefully watched for several days, and found that this young man was born between heaven and earth all the abusive, tyrannical gas of the aggregate, the miracle is very strange, if you can make good use of it, when it can resolve the catastrophe of the Buddhism line, is about to show up, suddenly, a wild voice sounded: "Good boy, the ancestor sensed that a genius was born, as soon as he arrived in the flood famine, he came here, and sure enough, there is a good talent and beautiful jade, waiting for the ancestor, boy, the ancestor is a Styx river person, a natural killing god, you are willing to worship me as a teacher!"

Da Ri Rulai's nose was crooked, but he didn't expect the Styx River people to intervene horizontally, and immediately showed his figure, drank a Buddha horn, and said with a smile: "Styx Ancestor, this son has a relationship with Buddhism, and I also ask the ancestor to make it convenient." ”

The Styx Daoist's eyes narrowed, and he said murderously: "Little bird, your dead ghost father and uncle don't dare to talk to me like this, do you think that when you enter the Buddha Gate, you can learn from those two shameless ones, and you can't fight the autumn wind everywhere." ”

As the saying goes, scolding people does not expose their shortcomings, and hitting people does not slap their faces, Da Ri Rulai only felt that even the hot fever was sucked by others, and he immediately said angrily: "Styx, don't deceive people too much, this seat has been here for several days, this young man is a member of my Buddhism." ”

The Styx Daoist laughed and was about to speak, when the young man looked up and said coldly, "I don't like bald donkeys. ”

Turning his head to look at the Styx River Path, "What do you teach me?" ”

The three corpse gods of the Great Sun were so angry that a mere mortal dared to despise him so much, and immediately sacrificed the immortal gourd, and wanted to kill this mortal who offended him.

The people of the Styx River smiled and sacrificed the Black Lotus, Yuan Tu, and Ah Bi on their shoulders, pointed to the Great Ri Rulai, but faced Ze Tan and said: "The ancestor is born to kill, the descendants of Pangu, I will only teach you to kill, the god blocks and kills the god, and the Buddha blocks and kills the Buddha, even if the Daozun Daozu blocks your way, look at it with a sword, and kill it." ”

The young man threw down his hoe, knelt on the ground and knocked, and said: "Others kill my parents, my relatives, my friends, my homeland, and my country, how can my predecessors teach me." ”

The people of the Styx River looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, dancing with blood, and shouted wildly: "All things and people are born with people, people have nothing and the sky, kill!"

Ze Tan bowed, overflowing with murderous aura, and his anger soared thousands of miles, and he said respectfully: "Master!"

The people of the Styx River nodded with satisfaction, squinted at this great day and said: "This son is a disciple sent by God to the ancestor, little bird, you can go, the Buddha Gate now has no Dao Zun in charge, just barely maintained, why bother to cause these unnecessary troubles, wait for a few days, you have the benefits of your Buddhism." ”

After that, he took Ze Tan and floated away.

Da Ri Rulai silently looked at the Styx Dao people in the distance, and muttered: "If there is a depression today, what else can you do to save the situation?"