God after all

Chapter 135 Journey to the Demon Realm: The Qilin Beast

"Have you ever left here?"

Leng Ji's voice seemed to be speaking to himself slightly.

"Occasionally, I go for a walk in the human area."

"When the holy disaster broke out, there was a mysterious force that even the Holy Spirit Knights couldn't investigate clearly and hunted down blood demons. Did you do this?"

Unexpectedly, the old story was exposed, Xu Yun, who was slightly surprised, had to admit that it was true.

"I thought I was doing it secretly."

"Your breath hasn't changed at all."

"So you are standing with me to confirm that the mysterious force back then was me?"

Xu Yun spoke slowly, with the same tone as usual.

"The sage helps the world at the same time, and the blessings bestowed on the world are immeasurable and boundless."

Leng Ji bypassed him and came to the altar, held three sticks of incense and put them on the lotus lamp to light them. There was no ceremony of worship, but the incense was offered in the four incense burners on the long table.

"I'm not some saint."

Xu Yun has always denied his identity.

"As long as you have the right way in your heart, you will always be a saint!"

Xu Yun opened his eyes, and looked at the black figure standing in front of the altar.

He stared at the golden idol coldly, while the people behind him were watching him.

"If you can't care about the common people, can you still be considered a saint?"

Leng Ji turned around and looked back at Xu Yun, who was as quiet as a virgin. The face in front of him maintained the appearance of a 27 or [-]-year-old youth, with compassionate and handsome features, a dignified and serene face, and bottomless sadness in his red eyes indifferent.

It was the first time that Leng Ji looked at the existence that was irrelevant to him so seriously, and spoke seriously.

"Like 3000 years ago, protecting the righteous way for the world, killing demons and eliminating demons, and saving all sentient beings in the ten directions, can it be regarded as the righteous way of caring for the common people? Do you think so?"

"Even if you have a heart for the common people, you don't have the identity of being concerned about the common people.

I can't face the three worlds with the current self, the world will not believe me, the gods and demons will not tolerate me, even the world and time and space will forget me, leaving me alone. "

These words were too desolate and helpless, each word uttered lightly through Xu Yun's mouth made him fall into despair.

"There's nothing wrong with being alone."

Leng Ji spoke calmly, turned and left without looking at Xu Yun again.

"Even if a person walks on a road full of thorns and mountains of swords and seas of fire, he will walk unswervingly, because there is righteousness and common people in his heart."

Xu Yun closed his eyes, his expression was still calm and compassionate as usual.

I don't know if he listened to what the young man in black said.

Not long after, the sound of closing the door broke the silence of the space.

The scenery outside the back room is pleasant, the ground is covered with endless lush green, and the flowers and plants are swaying under the caress of the breeze.

The sky and the earth are so beautiful and vast, and the figure standing on the top of the hillside and looking up looks particularly lonely and lonely.

Xu Yun said that the mount is a unicorn beast that looks like a horse, but is twice as majestic and majestic as the horse.

The hair on its head and tail is long and slender, like glowing flames dancing wildly with the wind, extremely elegant and graceful, with two colors of ice blue and light red wrapped around its body, which is so beautiful and strange that it makes people daunting.

A king-like existence, who followed Xu Yun and degenerated into a monster, has been hidden here for a long time.

It used to be a famous divine beast, whose feet could shake the earth, leap across rivers and seas, and fly straight to the sky.

Its name is "Yama!"

Of course, it can no longer be called a divine beast, but a monster.

It lowered its head and stayed quietly on the grass not far away.

Leng Ji walked down the hillside and approached it.

It is so proud that it doesn't even look up.

"Are you here to see Xuyun?"

Ye Mo spoke.It was a beastly voice, deep and hoarse and old and solemn.

Silently, he reached out and stroked the shining hair on its head.

Every strand of hair is light and agitated like flowing clouds and flowing water, and the ice blue and light red are breathtakingly beautiful.

The withered animal body that combines two kinds of brilliance has an unreal sense of emptiness.

The reason why it is said to be dry is because the form of a monster loses the aura of the beast and exudes a strange beauty of evil charm.

Two kinds of brilliance looming in the withered and cracked skin glowed, like pulsating slender blood vessels.

"He was desperate."

Leng Ji described Xu Yun like this.

"Since the day he was cursed by the four great monarchs of the demon world, he fell into the identity he has always hated, and his heart is dead."

Yemo's tone is distant and sad, telling a story that was once distant and sad.

Leng Ji saw the unresolved pain stuck in its drooping red pupils.

Since ancient times, there have been constant wars between monsters and humans in the Three Realms and Six Paths. If it weren't for the blessings of the gods, the human kingdom would have been overthrown by monsters.

3000 years ago was the most tragic era when demons and human beings fought fiercely. Xuyun was ordered by the Emperor of Heaven to protect human beings.

However, his patronage of mankind ended after only 500 years.

At that time, the four rulers of the demon world made a comeback and joined forces to gather all the demons, ghosts, ghosts and sprites in the world to crusade against the saint Xuyun.

The monsters wanted to expel the saint, spread the seeds of war everywhere, drove his believers to extinction, and destroyed the countless temples that humans built for him.

The war continued endlessly, until at last Xuyun was in deep trouble, surrounded by countless enemies, and received the most vicious curse from the masters of the four demons - he fell from a god to a demon!
This incident undoubtedly severely slapped the gods in the face. Since then, the gods have never blatantly intervened in the disputes between humans and demons.

The fallen god, who was ordered by the Emperor of Heaven to descend to earth, was not redeemed by the Emperor of Heaven, so he could only live in the confusing world to fend for himself.

After Xu Yun becomes a monster, his kind will come to trouble him. Whoever is hostile to him will be killed by him, and his soul will be sealed forever.

Yan Fuzhong was thus formed.

"Has Xu Yun ever avenged himself? Let the four demon masters pay in blood?"

This shouldn't be something the man in the iron mask would care about, it's not like his style.

Ye Mo was a little surprised that he actually said this with interest.

"After the fall, the strength is not as good as before, and it can only be tied with one of them.

In the end, Xuyun lived in seclusion here as if accepting his fate, built an ancestral hall, and made a statue of the Emperor of Heaven. It has been 3000 years since he knelt in front of the altar. "

When Ye Mo said this, there were tears in his eyes.

It is Xuyun's mount, and naturally it was also affected by the curse of the four demon heads. It lost its divine power and turned into a monster, and it fell to this point.

"Take me to the demon world."

Without further words, Leng Ji easily stepped onto the back of the mount.

Ye Mo jumped up, ran mid-air, disappeared without a trace in the stone archway in front of the ancestral hall, and returned to the street of Yan Fuzhong in an instant.

The sound of hoofs kicking the ground with all four feet on the ground attracted the dead souls in the sealed stone wall to be stunned and terrified.

"He actually rides Xuyun's monster?"

"What did this kid do?"

"Where is this going?"

Ye Mo, who flew up from the ground, passed through the barrier without hindrance, and disappeared at the end of the street of Yan Fuzhong.

Leng Ji drives the Qilin beast to the way it came.

His figure flitting across the air made the demons and ghosts roaming the ground below stupefied.

"That direction is the border, right?"

"Not the road leading to the human area."

"It's the seaside."

The streets and alleys of the demon city are full of onlookers, pointing and discussing the distant existence in the sky, and watching the crimes of chaos gather together from all directions and chase them away.

Fortunately, Yemo didn't run too fast, the big black mist finally caught up with him, pouring in from southeast and northwest, forming a huge curtain covering the sky above the man in the iron mask.

At this time, the Qilin beast that landed has stopped by the sea.

"Stop, they thought you were scared."

If he hadn't been stopped suddenly by this young man, Ye Mo might have rushed out of the encirclement of the crime of chaos and flew to the center of the sea "Ying Tianshan".

Wing Tian Mountain is a mountain suspended in the sky, and it is the only intersection leading to the demon world in the city of Jiuhua and even in the demon city.

"The obstacles that stand in the way must be addressed."

Leng Ji said this without emotion.

(End of this chapter)