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Chapter 933 Falling God Platform (2)

"The Millennium Glory..."

Jing Shijialan murmured with a wry smile, "Senior Kunlun, and everyone here, there is no one among us who doesn't know.

Behind the glory of the millennium, how many dirty blood and innocent lives have been accumulated.

Jingshi Maha's actions are too numerous to write down.

But putting together what he has done and what my grandparents have done for thousands of years to maintain the order of the so-called faith is just a drop in the bucket.

For thousands of years, the Jingshi family has owned the most and most fertile land, wealth that cannot be enjoyed for thousands of years, the trust of all people, and the highest honor.

In the very beginning, our clan did make a lot of contributions to the peace of the world.

It can last for hundreds of years, what Tianxuan Hall cares about is no longer how to benefit the people and protect the world, but how to ensure the status of its own clan, how to strengthen the belief and rule.

Senior Donghuang just asked me why I did this.

Because my ancestors were willing to cover the mountain of corpses in the sea of ​​blood with brocade cloth of glory, and then sit on it and enjoy the worship of all peoples.

But I can't sit still.

Therefore, I want to uncover this brocade cloth, and I want to give an explanation to Blood Sea Corpse Mountain. I don’t want them to be innocent souls who died for glory. I want to give them a posthumous name so that they can reincarnate innocently!
Now that I'm disabled, I can't change anything, and I can't do anything for the world.

I can only tell the truth to the people of the world, so that they will stop being deceived and used, offering guilty people as gods, and sending innocent people to hell. "

Hearing this, the Sun God roared angrily: "You don't have to say it so nicely! After all, you just want to clear the name of Xuan Wanyan and her mother!
For Xuan Wanyan, Jing Shijialan, your majestic Supreme Being, for a woman, you would rather destroy the temple and yourself! "

"Senior Xuan Wanyan and Qi Luo, they are not guilty at all! How can they be cleared of their crimes!

They are carrying the biggest injustice in the world, shouldn't they be given justice! "

Jing Shijialan was also a little excited, and his pale lips also turned a little bloody.

"What's more, if the temple no longer represents justice, but instead brings disasters to the world, is there really a need for the temple that reverses black and white?"

Sun God didn't give in at all, he raised his voice and shouted:

"But Qi Luo is dead! She doesn't even have a reincarnation! What's the use of giving her justice!

And Xuan Wanyan, she has a 25 army in the Palace of Death and Life in her hands, no matter how much the world hates her, they can't do anything to her, she can't die!

And she is Sha Hua!For a person like her, it's good to be alive, what more does she want!
Justice is useless to them, but it will destroy you and the temple!

Jing Shajialan, think about it carefully, is it really worth it! "

"Eastern Emperor..." After hearing these words, Jing Shijialan, who never showed joy or anger on the outside, was trembling with anger, looking at the Eastern Emperor, only unreasonable.

"I only know that when the sun sets, there will be shadows. But I don't know that there are only black shadows in your eyes.

You say justice is of no use to them...?
Can you say these words to Senior Qiluo, who was notorious for Jingshi Maha and was killed twice?Can you say it to Xuan Wanyan, who has never had the intention of harming others in her life, but was forced to ruin her family and is still carrying a million troops? "

Jing Shijialan approached step by step, and continued:
"Taking a step back, even if they don't need justice, they deserve it.

And these retributions are what the temple deserves!I deserve it! "

The Eastern Emperor was momentarily at a loss for words by Jing Shijialan, and the mountain god suddenly said:

"But my lord, people need faith. Do you know how many people's faith you have ruined by doing this?"

"Yes! Ordinary people need faith to guide people to be good, but..."

As Jing Shijialan said, he suddenly stepped forward a few steps quickly, and tore off his collar, revealing his chest full of mottled scars.

"But what people should believe in is justice, fairness, goodness, and reward for good and evil!

Instead of deceiving the world, believe in a mortal who can be wrong, selfish, and crazy!

Look at me, look!See if I am a man or a god?

I am a mortal, a mortal who cannot get rid of his emotions and desires no matter what, and a mortal who will leave scars when he is injured!

Why am I worthy of the faith of all peoples!

Thousands of years ago, when people began to deify a mortal and build an altar for a mortal, they should have known that this altar would collapse sooner or later.

And the higher the altar, the worse the mortal fell.

So now, it is the fate of my family to fall from the top of Kunlun Mountain to the eighteenth floor of hell! "

Jing Shijialan roared out.

Everyone looked at Jing Shijialan and was dumbfounded.

It turns out that under the white clothes of Jing Shijialan, it is not the stone of the gods, but the flesh.

This is a question that doesn't need to be thought about at all, but almost everyone ignores this question.

From the moment Jing Shajialan was born, there was a prophecy that he would definitely be the most different saint in the thousand years of Tianxuan Hall.

People at that time understood this "differentness" as that he was more capable and ambitious, leading the temple to a more prosperous glory.

But now, everyone finally understands why Jing Shajialan is different from all the saints in the past thousand years.

Because when the Holy One stood in that position, they felt that since they were born here, it was a matter of course.

So they ask the world for their beliefs and continue to strengthen them.

And Jing Shajialan stood there, he was afraid and trembling, he was always thinking about what he could bring to the world to repay this belief.

Now, he knows what he can give to the world.

justice.

So he sacrificed himself and the temple to justice.

In the calm after the storm subsided, everyone felt the approach of despair.

Jing Shijialan gradually calmed down, and the blood on his slightly flushed face from the excitement faded away little by little.

When Jing Shijialan straightened his clothes, he returned to his usual appearance and calmly said:
"I have told Gong Jue Chanshu everything that needs to be explained.

The opening of Avici Hell is approaching, so I will leave first.

Good luck to all of you, never seeing you again. "

Putting on, Jing Shijialan stepped up, passed through the crowds, and went out of the hall.

He has one hand in front and the other behind his back, and the white lapel wraps around his steps.

There was no expression on his face, only an indomitable calm.

When leaving Tianxuan Hall and Kunlun Mountain, Jing Shijialan didn't even look back, leaving only a determined back.

And an enchantment that has been forged by his eight years of painstaking efforts.

Jing Shijialan is gone, but he is still protecting the temple.

When he disappeared from everyone's eyes, Jing Shijialan was still calm and calm.

It was as if he was not going to hell, but just to see if the flowers in the garden were blooming.

　In fact, the biggest contradiction in Brother Lang's life is also all the struggles and entanglements. The root cause is that he is a mortal, but he bears the fate of the whole world and bears the unbearable weight of life.
　　Brother Lang is really miserable, miserable, awesome, awesome
　　I just want to say, Jing Shijialan!You are not mortal!you!is my god! (Keeping up with current events belongs)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)