What is it like to be a saint?

Chapter 377 Doomsday (1)

Outside Liucheng, on the high platform, the cold wind was fierce.

Dozens of readers, holding booklets, took turns to read the charges and crimes of Duke Lu.

Pile by piece.

Not only the cases of the human race, but also those of the aquarium and demon race, if there is a report by the suffering master and evidence of the crime is found, they will all be read out.

Up and down the land, millions of people stopped what they were doing.

Men, women, old people, children, monks, mortals, monsters, and aquatics all quietly listened to the murders and tragedies one after another.

The announcer speaks very clearly.

Confessions, physical evidence, witnesses...

Yan An sat on the threshold of the prison, holding a round red stone in his hand.

This is a toy his sister gave him.

Be careful with things that have been polished for a long time.

In the ear, the voice of the announcer read hoarsely: "...the sinners Ji Xing and Ji Mao, for refining the evil weapon: Wanyin Banner, since 500 years ago..."

"First use the names of 'tribute' and 'public rent'..."

"Afterwards, due to the turmoil in the Lu Kingdom, the public clan was exempted, and the sinner Ji Xing was so mad that he hinted at his subordinates and tried every means to obtain the raw materials for refining treasures..."

"It has been verified that over the past 500 years, the sinner Ji Xing has accumulatively abused and killed the women of the tribe through various means. He has practiced five Wanyin Banners and failed to refine more than ten Wanyin Banners..."

Yan An listened, his fists clenched and he remembered what he saw and heard in Qufu Palace.

He and his classmates found a secret room in the Qufu palace.

After opening the gate, the demon banners inside shook one by one.

Countless ghosts and fierce spirits wailed in it.

It was the God of the Bull who made a move, and a single ox hair manifested to appease those ghosts and fierce spirits.

But the crime hidden in the Qufu palace is more than this.

Duke Lu's evil deeds did not start with Ji Xing.

It started a long time ago, tens of thousands of years ago, even 10 years ago.

He bit his lip: "Mom, sister..."

"Don't worry, your blood feud will be avenged soon!"

That year, the weeping, frightened, frightened, thin, and timid little boy outside Qufu City had grown up.

……

On the high platform, the old dignitaries of the Lu Kingdom trembled and listened to the charges.

They are already numb.

Even, if it wasn't for being a prisoner now.

They might still be plausible.

Mortals are nothing but poultry.

It is they, the noble descendants of immortals, who raised and protected these weak mortals.

keep them alive.

So that they can avoid the fate of being torn apart by the monster race and swallowed by the water race.

Poultry, just something that lays eggs.

If the owner wants to use it, it is normal to kill and eat the meat.

But their mentality is slowly changing.

Because, they found that every time a crime was read out, someone would bring something to the high platform.

At first it was just bones.

Then, there are some evil symbols.

There are human races, there are monster races, and there are even aquatic races.

Each piece is clearly divided.

Because, these evil talismans, densely fluorescent, have already manifested.

Those imprisoned and enslaved dead souls surfaced on it.

With a ferocious face, he kept roaring.

Up to now, one piece of magic weapon has also been brought.

The five Ten Thousand Yin Banners were filled with countless grievances, and there was a gust of sinister wind between the streamers.

Beside the Ten Thousand Yin Banners, there were handfuls of eerie ghost wands lingering with infinite blood. The skulls on the ghost wands spewed out eerie green light.

That is the Myriad Ghost Staff!
The art of refining treasures purchased from King Asura.

Using the soul as the raw material, the highest can be a blow from a fairy.

In addition, there are more than a hundred similar treasures.

They are all the heritage of Lu State.

A degenerate principality, in desperation, put together all the magic weapons.

It is also the product of the hopeless immortal descendants venting their fear of catastrophe.

Since there is no hope of eternal life, since it is doomed to die and disappear.

It is better to enjoy yourself while you are alive, and enjoy as much as possible while you are alive.

Yuanying has a thousand years of life, and Earth Immortals only have 3000 years.

Even after death, you can continue to enjoy hundreds or thousands of years underground with the help of Yin Ling.

However, the power of the Six Paths of Samsara is irresistible after all.

As long as there is no becoming an immortal and proving the Tao, the Six Paths of Reincarnation will drag all the princes of the world into it without hesitation, and grind them to pieces in the grinding pan.

afterlife?

There is no afterlife!
Even the reincarnation of the Golden Immortal has a mystery in the womb!

Below the golden immortal, once entering the six realms of reincarnation, it is tantamount to forgetting the past.

What's even more frightening is that with the decline of orthodoxy, the cause and effect are profound.

In fact, the time that the underground Yin Mausoleum can delay is getting less and less.

Therefore, the older the elderly, the more frenzied they will be.

I'm going to die.

What cause and effect are you afraid of?
It is already doomed not to become a fairy, so what retribution are you afraid of?
After I die, no matter how terrible the flood is!
Therefore, the kings of the nations, the older they get, the more crazy they become!

Even if it is as strong as Duke Huan of Qi, it is the same!
In his later years, Duke Huan almost became obsessed.

But, now, at this moment, on this high platform.

The old dignitaries, including Ji Xing, suddenly discovered something, or had a premonition of something extremely terrifying and terrifying!

As the reading gradually came to an end, the sound of cursing and spitting in the ears gradually lowered.

The magical artifacts on the high platform are made of the flesh, bones, and souls of countless innocent people.

In their eyes, it became indescribable.

Intuitively, the spirit became cold.

The world they saw before their eyes became extremely terrifying.

Their bodies began to tremble.

In front of his eyes, there seemed to be a sea of ​​blood.

In the stinky sea of ​​blood, there are countless carrion.

Countless ghosts are about to crawl out of it, climb into the present world, tear up their enemies, drag them into the deepest part of the sea of ​​blood, and suppress and obliterate their enemies forever and ever.

They want to shout, but their bodies are out of control.

All I could do was cry and kowtow.

"Wrong...wrong..."

"We are guilty...we are guilty!"

Not sure what to expect though?
But everyone, including Ji Xing, couldn't help but think of what happened to Duke Huan in his later years.

The one that broke out in Linzi City is unknown.

Legend has it that even the immortals of the upper realm did not dare to intervene, and even did not dare to look at the scene of Linzi at that time.

Wait until everything about Duke Huan is completely broken, when people enter Linzi.

What came into view was an empty city full of terror.

Everything in Linzi City was destroyed by some extremely unknown force.

The ancestral temple of Qi State completely collapsed.

All the gods and gods of the first monarchs have all fallen.

Linzi city was even once turned into a place of absolute spirit.

It has not recovered for 500 years!
And now, a similar horror seems to be brewing.

(End of this chapter)