What is it like to be a saint?

Chapter 569
Xu Ji walked on the devastated land.

Even though several months have passed, these lands that were once ravaged and ravaged by the 'Fat Legacy' still have no signs of returning to life!

There is no chicken crowing for thousands of miles, and the mountains and rivers are all bleak!
Looking around, the whole world seems to have only one color, one hue.

That is pathos!
As Xu Ji walked among them, his heart could hear the sorrow of mountains and rivers and the wailing of rivers.

The mountains, rivers, land, and even the flowers and trees here are like a wounded child, sobbing and crying in front of his parents like a wounded child...

Riding on the big buffalo, Xu Ji lowered his head and looked at the scorched land below him.

This once fertile pastoral land has been trampled by Fei Yi.

It still smokes from time to time.

The temperature of the soil remains high.

The seeds cannot survive, and if they survive, they will not grow!
This land is cursed!
This is the curse of heaven and earth!
Too……

The curse of billions of people!
Xu Ji listened attentively, and he could hear the howls of pain and the gnashing of teeth curses of countless unjust souls and ghosts in the wind, in the mountains and rivers, in the fields, in the cities, underground, and at the bottom of the river!
These howling and cursing sounds escaped from the long river of time.

The object of their curse is not specific.

But their anger, dissatisfaction, resentment and pain are deeply entangled in this land like a plague.

In Xu Ji's eyes, there are countless causal lines.

These causal lines are completely different from the causal lines that Xu Ji has seen before.

They have no beginning and no end.

Like a spider web that lost its weaver, it swayed in the wind.

Something very poisonous is being secreted from these causal threads.

It drips on the mountains and rivers, and also on the rivers and lakes.

To heal the wounds of this land.

It's not as simple as killing all the fat ones, or catching all the locusts.

Xu Ji stared at the ground under his feet.

Boom boom boom!
Deep underground, where layers of rocks and countless veins intersect.

There is the sound of a heartbeat, beating.

Strong beat!

The root of this land's delay in healing seems to come from the life that is being conceived by the earth.

Xu Ji's pupils turned slightly, and he saw the outline of that thing.

He was sleeping deep in the leylines, with countless bones piled up around him.

A nameless red flame enveloped his body.

From the burning of this flame, Xu Ji read countless terrifying thoughts, and also saw countless fragments of broken memories.

This is... the flame of the deep-rooted hatred, overwhelming anger and unyielding resentment that the generations of mortals who have lived in this land cannot dissipate even if they die.

This flame gave birth to that thing.

Shaped that thing too!
One-legged, draped hair, Tsing Yi... The body looks like a human, but the face is ferocious, and the skin all over the body is burned by the flames, festering and painful all the time!
As long as He is born, he will use all this anger and anger, all the flames of resentment and viciousness, to burn this land!
This is His mission!

And the only reason for His birth!

Generations after generations have lived on this land, working hard all year round, but not getting enough to eat.The resentment, hatred, and anger of the mortals who have dedicated their youth and grandchildren to their bones and marrow by those immortal descendants, Hebo, and land, have come to vent, and must vent!
The hatred, resentment, and anger of these ignorant mortals after death are disordered and have no specific direction.

The only thing left of them.

It is revenge!revenge!Or revenge!

Immortal through the ages, immortal through the years.

Even Xu Ji, when feeling these resentments, anger, and hatred, was moved and empathized!
Because, Xu Ji is also a mortal!
He feels, feels...

The anger, resentment, and hatred in those nameless flames...

Although, the masters of these emotions are long dead.

The bones have been reduced to ashes, and even the soul has been shattered.

However, their anger, their resentment, their hatred, and their curses, have always remained here.

And maintained for 1000 years, 1 years, 10 years...

Until now it is still going on!

And finally now, with the help of Fei Yi, it finally detonated.

The rage and hatred, curses and resentments that this land has left behind from the long past.

Turned into a substance, turned into a flame.

In the burning of this flame, unknown things are conceived by the earth.

He will carry all wrath, all curses, all resentment, all hatred.

Bring pain and despair, death and disaster, to the earthly world.

Like everything they've ever been through.

A tick for a tick!
Very characteristic of the mythical world!

In the face of this anger, this hatred, these resentments, these curses.

Xu Ji has no position to blame those who left these things.

Yes!

These people may be cowardly, numb, ignorant, or ignorant...

They know nothing and know nothing.

When they die tragically, the soul and body may be left with only the last and only obsession.

revenge!revenge!revenge!

For revenge, they burned their last bit of value - their souls!

Give up reincarnation, give up reincarnation.

It turned into anger, into a curse, into resentment, and stayed on this land for a long time.

Then wait, wait for the moment.

When Fei Yi appeared on this land, the evil power ignited these anger and curses.

Let them turn into flames!

Can burn everything, burn all flames!

Then, the flame found a carrier.

Xu Ji stared at the one-legged thing in Tsing Yi.

The disheveled red hair, in the flames, the body torn apart, and the ferocious face are already unrecognizable.

But there is no doubt that those who can be buried under this land can still maintain their physical immortality.

It can only be a great figure from ancient times.

Ancient immortals or deities!
The big man who died due to various accidents and was finally buried here!

Now the flames of anger and curse are burning the remains of that great man.

Load it with pain and hatred.

He will break through the ground!

He will also break out of the cocoon and become evil!
Become an evil spirit purely for destruction and destruction!

Its name is: 魃!
Drought!

The shape of Tsing Yi is ruined, and if you see it, there will be a severe drought for thousands of miles!
Can the innocent victims who burn themselves in despair be blamed?

No!

This is already the only thing they can do.

It was also under the pressure of the immortal gods, the only resistance.

It is also their bravest decision!

Xu Ji stared at those flames.

Every ray of flame is a warrior who once bravely burned everything in himself!

They may be ignorant or ignorant.

But at the moment of death, they are brave.

Their courage, through time, turned into flames.

Today, burn brightly!

They are worthy of respect!
An ant, at the moment of dying, rose up and hit the elephant!

At that moment, a ray of light pierced the dark lightless world.

And there are countless such warriors in this land!
The accumulation of little becomes more, and the pile of sand becomes a tower.

Today, at this moment, condense into a sharp blade that can kill immortals and gods and stir up the sun and the moon!
In a sense, these brave mortals are the awakened ones of this mythical world.

It is a pity that it is limited by its own and historical limitations.

What they can do is the same as Blue Star's peasant uprising.

Tianjie trampled all the bones of the princes, and the inner warehouse was burned to ashes.

That's all, that's all.

even……

They can't even achieve the goal of the peasant uprising on Blue Star!

In this mythical world that is really full of gods and Buddhas.

The world before this Journey to the West story.

The gods and Buddhas are high above the nine heavens.

The power that mortals exerted and exhausted everything.

At best, just clean the earth.

Above the Nine Heavens, those real masterminds behind the scenes.

They can't touch, and they can't hurt!

At least, at present, according to what Xu Ji has seen and heard, this is the case.

"Perhaps, this is the reason why this mythical world has been stuck in the quagmire of karma for countless years!" Xu Ji muttered to himself.

The peasant uprising on the blue star, in the end, the dragon slaying warrior turned into a dragon.

The chaos cycle starts again.

The rebel army who swung their knives at the tyrant finally became the object of their resistance.

In this mythical world, such things may have happened and staged before.

With a slight breath, Xu Ji looked around.

The entire Caojun mountains and rivers are more than two thousand miles away.

There are at least dozens of similar drought baboons in the depths of the ground!
If they were born, the land of Cao County would be scorched for at least a thousand years!

Their destructive and destructive power will be ten times, a hundred times that of Fatty!
and so……

This problem must be solved!

A solution must be found!

　It may be because of the medicine on the teeth, and the state is extremely poor today!
　　tragedy!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)