What is it like to be a saint?

Chapter 171 Is this still possible?

A few days later, Mr. Tong brought the iron tower-like guards to a place where the human race gathered.

Here, a new city is being built.

The name is: Pingyuan City.

It is the new county government of Liujun.

Because it is exactly in the [-]-mile plain between Lushan and Shashui, it is called Pingyuan County.

A simple city, now without even a city wall, only a few wooden fences.

But outside the Shanlan, there are crowds of people.

One by one, mortals, monsters, and even the shadows of the Asura clan mixed in.

When Mr. Tong saw it, he couldn't help but praise: "It's weird! It's weird!"

I didn't know, I thought it was Hezhou, Xiniu!

According to Mr. Tong's knowledge, only the temples in Xiniu Hezhou can see the asuras, serving the Buddha's son and daughter, ostentatiously passing through the market.

The Western religion is also the only orthodoxy so far that can take the Asuras for its own use.

And the solution is very simple.

degree!

The teachings of Buddhism are transformed, and compassion is influenced.

As the saying goes, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately!

But the truth, Mr. Tong is very clear.

The so-called degree of transformation is actually to use supernatural powers to fix one's thinking and freeze one's soul.

Let these Asuras become the puppets of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas.

In essence, it evolved from the emperor of heaven's offering sacrifices to refining Taoist soldiers.

However, the Taoist soldiers of the Heavenly Court are refined by the immortals and emperors of the Heavenly Court.

The Western religion, however, turned those asuras into their own dharma-protecting puppets.

But the Asuras here do not appear to be controlled or imprisoned at all.

All of them are still dressed in silk, with snow-white skin looming, full of blond hair hanging behind their backs, and a pair of jewel-like eyes that keep turning, looking extremely coquettish.

Mortals of the human race dare not even look at these Asura girls.

On the contrary, the eyes of the Yaozu and Shuizu all protruded.

These Asura women, however, did not seduce those Aquarium and Monster Race as they imagined.

"Asura has changed?" Mr. Tong didn't quite understand.

From what he perceives in the past, it seems that Xu Ji didn't do anything to these Asuras?

I have already moved my heart to ask.

This is also the reason for the current confusion of cause and effect.

Otherwise, perhaps one or two calculations are enough to know the reason.

Of course, it may not be possible to calculate.

Because, the actions of the escaped one are themselves causally hidden.

If you don't see it with your own eyes, you hear it with your own ears.

Even a saint is hard to find!

When thinking like this, the atmosphere outside the city became high.

But on the high platform, a curtain fell.

The figures of two teenagers appeared behind the curtain.Those Asuras also followed in.

Then, there was light and shadow, coming out from behind the curtain.

Two paper figurines that seemed to be cut out of white paper slowly appeared in the light.

Then, there was an accent that came out from behind the curtain.

"So it's a trick..." Mr. Tong nodded.

People with supernatural powers can do this trick.

Simulate the sound of all things and perform various changes.

It can even be used to test the disciples' xinxing.

Sure enough, the two little paper figurines slowly took shape on the curtain, and soon became lifelike under the spell.

It is quite similar to the so-called "anime" that Mr. Tong has seen on Bilibala.

It's normal to think about it carefully.

In that world, anime seems to be called paper people.

Now, here, the paper man manifests in human form under the influence of spells.

It's quite similar.

Mr. Tong also remembered, it seems that Xu Ji passed it down.

Using supernatural powers, a spell was passed on to those thousands of young people.

It seems that those two teenagers should be the outstanding ones educated by Xu Ji.

But after more than a year of cultivation, they can master a spell—even with the help of that Asura, the talent of the Asura clan helped them, but it is still very good!
Then he looked at the two paper figures, slowly on the curtain, and began to talk.

But there are two mortal men and women living under Mount Lu. The man is called Tan Sheng, and the woman is called Xiao Niang.

Men plow the land and women weave, enjoying themselves for a while.

Soon, a new life was born in the family.

Both husband and wife were happy, so they went to worship their ancestors.

At this time, the painting style suddenly changed, and more rapid music sounded.

A shadow appeared on the curtain.

A voice explained in the curtain: "It was Lu Gong of Qufu. Seeing the love between Tan Sheng and Xiaoniang, he felt jealous and hated him. He ordered the mountain god of Lushan to come and destroy his family and kill his heirs!"

As a result, there was a phenomenon of gusts of wind on the curtain.

Obviously, the Yin Feng and the mountain gods were all manifested on the curtain by those asuras with their supernatural powers.

Then I heard the ferocious shadow on the curtain roaring, making a sound like howling ghosts and wolves, extremely arrogant: "I am the mountain god of Lushan, the god of the world, extremely noble, you mortals, you are born to be our slaves !"

"How can you be happy? How can you be loving?!"

"Die! Die!"

Then a giant foot manifested, stepped on the head from the curtain, and smashed the little couple's once warm little home with one foot.

It's not enough.

The mountain god manifested his supernatural power again, and a strong wind blew away all the land and crops in the corner of the curtain.

In the end, he snatched the poor little couple's child and threw it heavily on the ground.

Immediately, countless mortals in the audience began to curse: "Duke Lu, Duke Lu!"

"Don't fall into my hands!"

"Otherwise, I will avenge Tan Sheng, Xiao Niang and their children!"

Mr. Tong stood in the crowd, he raised his head and looked at the sky above him.

The light in his eyes flowed slowly, and he saw countless shadows of humanity hovering above his head.

And gradually there is some solid possibility.

Seeing this scene, Mr. Tong couldn't help sighing in his heart: "Heaven and man are connected!"

The interaction between heaven and man, misfortune and fortune arise from themselves.

As the protagonist of heaven and earth, a single mortal, such as a mote, is like a weed.

but……

When the number of mortals reaches one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand, one million... billions of trillions.

With the power they erupted, even saints might have to run away.

Today, there are only a few thousand people here, but the scene of the interaction between heaven and man has initially manifested.

Heaven and man interact, humanity manifests, misfortunes and blessings arise naturally.

This is something that even Jinxian would be afraid of.

Because of one carelessness, luck will be cut off, or even luck will be destroyed directly.

"Duke Lu, please be blessed!" Mr. Tong said in his heart.

………………

The paper man on the curtain is just crying and mourning.

They could only tremble in front of the manifested mountain god's shadow.

He could only watch helplessly, but could do nothing.

The music becomes whining, mournful.

But the mountain god didn't leave, instead, he continued to laugh wildly amidst the dark wind.

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha……"

What greeted him was naturally even more angry mortals cursing.

Above the curtain, a voice appeared in due course.

"You guys resent, scold..."

"Ants!"

"Your life and death, we don't care at all!"

This is clearly to stimulate the hatred of mortals!
Saying that, the mountain god set up a dark wind and came to a river that slowly appeared from the curtain.

There was the sound of splashes in the river.

"The god of the mountain is thirsty, and wants to eat a few aquatic animals to quench his thirst!"

As he spoke, he picked up a few aquariums from the blurry river and put them in his mouth with the wind blowing, click, click, click.

At this moment, the Shui people were reminded of the horrible memories of the past, and they all cursed: "Mountain God! You Lu Gong lackey, don't fall into our hands, we will tear it up!"

The story on the curtain does not stop with cursing.

The mountain god continued to move forward with the wind, and came to a high mountain.

He suddenly said: "A mere monster race, how dare you profane on my holy mountain?"

"Die!"

Several shadows fell from the mountain.

It looks like there are pig demons, cow demons, eagle demons...

Now, everyone started to scold.

But Mr. Tong has quietly left with his guards.

"The escaped one is indeed the escaped one!"

"Can you think of using such a method to mobilize the power of all beings and unite the beliefs of all beings!"

This is something that did not exist in the past.

It is something that has never happened before.

Tricks, tricks, just for fun.

Moreover, it is a small technique that only human monks will use.

Immortals from the upper realm don't know how to cultivate it, let alone use it.

The saints didn't think about it either.

The reason is simple—the disciples of saints are at least angels.

Who would think about such a small trick?
No need, no need!
And the addition of Asuras changed the nature of this trick even more.

It makes it appear light and shadow, sound and color, which can move people's hearts.

This is what the Asura clan is good at.

Therefore, Mr. Tong no longer needs to ask the Asuras.

The race of Asura is very strange.

Because the ancestor Styx who created them was a wonderful flower in the wild.

Born from a sea of ​​blood, Styx, who is inherently extreme and brutal, and enjoys destruction and destruction, was creating the Asura family.

Make its men ugly, cruel, tyrannical, and bloodthirsty.

And endow it with the personality of women, who are chaotic in nature, take pleasure in arousing the joy and anger of all beings, and appreciate their emotional fluctuations.

That's why he was favored by Western religions, taken back to the Western Pure Land, and transformed into the Eight Dragons.

But unexpectedly, I met a fleeing person from another world.

Mr. Tong thought of the anime, TV series, and movies he had watched.

There are also so-called 'idol groups' that I have seen occasionally.

He suddenly laughed.

"Two friends from the West..."

"I'm afraid there's trouble!"

The Asura family is a strange thing, it is chaos.

But they are not stupid!
Styx is not stupid!
Otherwise, I wouldn't be alive today.

I have already gone out according to my temperament and worked hard with Zhunti.

"I just don't know, what will it look like in the end?" Mr. Tong thought about this, and he had already bypassed Pingyuan City.

Continue to move forward, following the trend of the Lushan Mountains, and cross the entire Liu County.

He has already learned that the militiamen and the main force of the Shui tribe in Liujun are currently operating the elite areas of the Lu Kingdom.

It has already conquered five cities in a row, and has collected most of the land of Lu Kingdom outside Qufu.

All the way is to destroy mountains and temples, recruit surrenders and rebels.

There is even a so-called "Ten Thousand People's Public Trial" to convict those descendants of immortals and gods.

Two days later, Mr. Tong arrived at Yangcheng in the old year of Lu State.

It's a big city!
It is also the second most important town in Lu State after Qufu!

Just been captured!
When Mr. Tong arrived in Yangcheng, he happened to see a group of militiamen escorting more than a dozen immortal descendants to the outside of the city.

These descendants of the immortals and gods of the past are now being tied up and put on high platforms one by one.

Surrounded by angry crowds.

Mr. Tong stopped and watched from afar.

With the clear light in his eyes, he had already seen the true colors of these so-called 'immortal descendants'.

But they are just mortals who haven't even laid the Dao foundation, and even have little martial energy and blood!

It's just that the ancestor was born as a monk and was once a minister in front of Duke Lu.

Therefore, the city of Yang was divided and it lived above all the people.

Seeing this, Mr. Tong shook his head: "This is the biggest mistake of the Yuanshi sage!"

Fude Qingxian may be morally noble.

A person with deep heels may have a good character.

but……

What about their descendants?

He regards all people as humble dogs and all living beings as ants.

This is just too much!

but……

Looking at these people, these people are now being chased to a high platform and condemned by all people like bereaved dogs.

Mr. Tong knew that even if the sage Yuanshi was here, he witnessed this scene with his own eyes.

And don't think you've done anything wrong.

He will only reach out and use his supernatural powers to erase the immortal descendants and mortals from the Three Realms together.

The reason for suppressing and killing the descendants of immortals is because of their dirty morals and distorted order.

And suppressing and killing mortals is because they offend the superiors, the mortals offend the immortals, and the humble offend the nobles!
The people (ordinary people) can make it, but they can't make it!
This is the avenue of elucidation and teaching!

Mortals, just obey.

Everyone, just shut up.

Ordinary people, just follow their own duties.

Anyone who commits a crime, even if it is reasonable, must be punished!

Just standing aside, watching quietly, the mortals near Yangcheng took the stage to accuse these immortal descendants one by one.

There was a woman's son who was hung up, broke his spine, and died wailing just because he accidentally entered the yard of a certain fairy's descendant's house.

There was an old farmer's brother who was beaten to death on the spot by a servant who was ordered by a descendant of the immortal god because he accidentally let the soil splash on the fairy road when he was plowing the land.

There was also a seven or eight-year-old child who, because of his naughtiness, picked flowers from the territory of a certain fairy descendant, and was taken away, and has never been seen since.

In addition, in order to worship ancestors, to enshrine mountain gods, land, and Hebo, these people also committed crimes such as kidnapping children and trafficking people.

……

Complaints from morning till night.

One pile after another is a bloody case.

Everything is vengeance!

In the evening, more and more people complained.

The scene got out of control for a while, and the militia leader who led the team had to announce a temporary break today and continue tomorrow.

On the second day, the accusers came from all directions.

The crimes of these people are also increasing, and the murder cases that have been detected are even more innumerable.

Day Three... Day Four... Day Five...

The accusers number in the thousands.

And those descendants of the immortal gods are also gradually wilting under the scolding and accusations.

By the sixth day, each of them was paralyzed on the ground, without even the strength to refute.

At this time, the militiamen from Liujun invited a representative from Yangcheng sent by the All Beings Committee.

"Yingdao!" Mr. Tong looked at the boy who was walking up to the high platform holding a blank sheet of paper.

Dao Xin faintly sensed it.

Then he heard the grandson of the Qin State, unfolding a white paper, and announced in public: "After investigation: Yangcheng doctor Ji Sunyang, Yangcheng assistant official Shu Sunqian, etc., flogged all people and enslaved all living beings. The evidence is conclusive and the crime is unpardonable. According to the decree of Tianzun: the murderer dies!"

"The death penalty should be imposed: beheaded!"

The mortals in the audience exploded.

"Just kill them? It's too cheap for them!"

"Their souls should be wiped out as well!"

"We still have to pursue the crimes of his seven generations of ancestors!"

Ying Dao listened to the roar of thousands of mortals, he swallowed his saliva, and when he was at a loss, his throat tickled, and he couldn't help but agree: "We will follow everyone, we don't only punish their bodies, To destroy his soul, we must chase down and destroy the seven generations of gods of his ancestors!"

Then, Ying Dao looked at the mortals in front of him, and asked loudly, "Can you accept this punishment?"

"Submit!" The roar of thousands of people answered him: "It should be so!!"

So, there were a few executioners who were specially selected to carry out the execution, and they walked up to the high platform holding bronze axes.

With the knife in hand, the heads of the immortal descendants rolled down one by one.

Their blood flowed on the high platform.

All the people in the audience cheered immediately.

At this moment, Mr. Tong raised his head and looked at the sky above his head.

The white clouds are blossoming, and the blue sky is thousands of miles away.

His Dharma eyes moved slightly.

The layer of karma and evil in the sky above Yangcheng is rioting.

Mr. Tong immediately pinched his supernatural powers, allowing his own figure to quietly fly up to the clouds.

Then look down on the vast land below from the clouds.

Then I saw the gray aura of doom within the city of Yangcheng, slowly consolidating.

Turned into a bronze giant axe.

The huge ax was raised high, and suddenly fell down where ordinary people could not see it with naked eyes.

Bang bang bang!
In the tombs of the ancestors of the immortal gods in Yangcheng, there were screams of screams!
"Punishment from humanity!" Mr. Tong Jishou sighed: "Mercy! Mercy!"

I saw the coffins in the tombs split open one after another.

At this moment, Mr. Tong seemed to see the reincarnated bodies of the ancestors of the immortal descendants of Yangcheng in the Three Realms, all of them dying violently one after another!
"Trial among all the people, and convict him!"

"Punish all peoples, and pursue past and present lives!"

"Humanity's punishment is as good as this!"

Mr. Tong swallowed.

Even he had never seen such a thing before!

Backlash against humanity, in the past, would only backfire on the ascended ancestors, not their reincarnations.

However, now, after the Yangcheng Wanmin public trial, they were all convicted.

It's not just the tortured ones who lost their minds and souls.

It also traces its seven generations of ancestors.

The power of humanity penetrates the six realms of reincarnation, accurately finds the reincarnations one by one, and strangles their reincarnated souls one by one.

what does this mean?
Mr. Tong is too clear.

"If the two fellow Taoists of the Western Sect knew about it, they would come to destroy this place at any cost!"

For Western religions, this place is probably more terrifying than all demonic ways.

He looked around and observed for a moment.

Mr. Tong's heart trembled suddenly.

Because he discovered that above Yangcheng, the causal barrier that originally separated the world is slowly dissipating.

Maybe a few years later, the karmic doom over Yangcheng will naturally disappear!

At least it will be weakened to the point where it is not enough to cause doom again!

Now, Mr. Tong couldn't sit still any longer.

"Can it still be like this?"

"Can the catastrophe of heaven and earth be offset in this way?"

But when I think about it carefully, I have to admit it.

Perhaps, this is the correct way to resolve the doom.

The trouble should end it!
Just root out the source of the problem and karma.

Then, there is no reason for the existence of karmic obstacles.

(End of this chapter)