The years when I created the ancient heaven

Chapter 362 Ripples (12)

fast!
It's so fast!

Between the ups and downs of the rabbits, everything was over, and the entire Eastern Capital City fell into silence, and no one seemed to be able to accept this reality.

That's the Evil Buddha of Huanxi, Daxiu, who didn't kill the Eight Immortal Sects, just died like this?
Is it too simple?

Well, in fact, Huanxi Evil Buddha did not die completely, even if only his head remained, he could still speak.

A sharp and irritable voice came from far away: "I was careless, I admit I was careless, but do you think I would die so easily?

Hehehe, if it's that simple, how could the Eight Great Immortal Sects not recruit me?How can I let me go at ease so far?

I remember your Heavenly Court, wait for me to come back, wait for me to come back, let's make a fuss..."

The voice is getting smaller and smaller, but there are strange and secret fluctuations brewing, just like the undercurrent under the water, there is no slight change on the surface, and even talking so much nonsense is to buy time.

What kind of strange and mysterious technique is brewing.

But the Judicial God of War just glanced coldly and said, "Noisy!"

Reach out, and hold it again!
With such a simple movement, it seemed to hold a piece of empty space, so there was no more inspiration in the space.

In the field of vision of mortals, it is still there, but if a monk sticks out his consciousness, it will be a black hole, like a black hole that swallows everything inside.

Under the shadow of the black hole, the voice of Huanxi Evil Buddha became restless: "What's the situation? How is it possible? What about the inspiration? What about the heaven and earth inspiration?

My secret technique, my secret technique, no, I don't want to die, I don't want to die! "

Another palm greeted him, and the sky-covering big hand pressed it down in the air. Under the fluctuation of power visible to the naked eye, the whole head exploded directly.

This time, it was really dead!
At the same time, somewhere in Zhongzhou, a seductive woman who was cooking suddenly stopped and fell down again. Blood flowed from her mouth and nose, and she couldn't get up again.

In another place, a child who was playing suddenly fell from a bridge, and when he was fished out again, his body was swollen and breathless.

There are also Liangzhou, Ningzhou, Haizhou, and Yangzhou. There are 18 people in total, both men and women, and none of them are too old.

This is the "Eighteen Fake Rebirth Method", which is one of the highest secret methods of Huanxi Zen. It has no lethal power, but it can prolong life for death.

Although there are various restrictions, there is no doubt that this is an excellent life-saving method.

It's a pity that no matter how good the method is, it must be able to be used. The void space without any inspiration is the best way to limit all these weird secret arts.

It was also until the moment of this evil Buddha's death that the Judicial God of War still didn't know what cards this man had, what was his strength, and even his specific cultivation was not clear.

But for such a weak person, do you need to wait until?

No need!

After finishing all this casually, the Judicial God of War looked at Tongtianhe Heshen again, and said, "Is it as you wish?"

"As one wishes!"

"Since that's the case, then it's time for you to obey the law. I only hope that you won't regret it on the altar!"

The big hand that covered the sky directly captured Tongtianhe River God, and even returned the lower half of his body to him. It was because of this half of his body that he continued to live, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

And the body of the Evil Buddha of Joy was also taken by him, and then turned into a golden light, and disappeared into the sky.

It's just that before leaving, he squinted his eyes and looked around for a moment. He didn't say or do anything, but it made some people in the dark sweat.

……

At this point, the matter seems to have come to an end, but such a major event will have aftermath, just like a stone falling into a lake, the splashing ripples will spread to a wide distance.

In the unknown chaotic space.

A group of bigwigs are having a meeting again.

"We are testing this, or are we not testing?"

"That's right, you should say that there is no temptation, we have worked so hard to arrange it for so long, let's forget about the Huanxi Evil Buddha, and this Tongtianhe River God can be regarded as a complete failure.

But if you try it out, there is no result. The difference in killing power is too big, and you have never seen the move, and everything is over! "

"It's over, it's over, what else can I do? Are you going to do it yourself?"

"Actually, it can't be said that there is no gain. The method of divine descent relies on the positioning of the heavenly messenger, and what descends is not an entity; the weird magical power that can block the secret technique, and the three-pointed double-edged knife, we are all knowledge up!
This judiciary God of War is really no small matter. If he is in charge of Tiangui, tsk tsk, those gods really have to be careful. "

"Hey, do you guys think that the knife is a bit weird? Why do I always think it looks like a swordsmanship?"

"Well, you have to ask Xinghe Jianzong. Unfortunately, you can't find them now. What's the difference between the way of the sword and the way of the sword?"

"Okay, okay, why are you all talking so far? Closer to home, although we don't know the details of Heavenly Court, at least we know a little bit."

"This Heavenly Court is not easy to mess with, so everyone take it easy in the future?"

"In addition to the Butian Sect, there is also a heavenly court, hehe, our life is even more difficult!"

"By the way, what do you think would happen if Tianting and Butianjiao were to face each other?"

"That's interesting, but what are your thoughts?"

……

Gods.

The imperial city, inside the side hall.

The hall was empty, only two people were facing each other.

One is Di Yin wearing a dragon robe, and the other is Prince Min wearing a python robe.

One was sitting high on the dragon chair with a face as cold as iron; the other was kneeling on the ground, weeping bitterly.

Prince Min was already obese, but now he was sitting slumped on the ground like a puddle of mud, and his face was muddy with tears mixed with mud.

But that doesn't make him shut up, in fact, he hasn't stopped talking since he came in.

From recalling the past, to talking about love, from loyalty and filial piety, to calling out grievances and admitting mistakes, from begging for mercy and life, to various promises.

He said everything he could and couldn't say, just to save his life.

But the one above never spoke, not even once, until Prince Min lost all strength from crying, he finally spoke.

"Do you know why I want to see you?"

"No, I don't know!"

"I just want to see how stupid you can be to make me lose my teacher and lose my left hand and right arm.

How stupid is it to do such a rebellious thing that treats human life as nothing.

That's one hundred and eight people, not the ants under your feet, you can kill them if you say so?

Ah, ah, tell me, tell me how dare you, how dare you? "

At this moment, Di Yin was extremely angry. As far as his city was concerned, he had never been so angry even when he was in despair, but now, he was so angry that he couldn't control himself.

With the sound of 'crash la la', he swept all the objects on the copybook to the ground.

This frightened the fat man, he stuttered and didn't know what to say.

But Di Yin seemed to have lost all his strength, leaning on the dragon chair, his chest heaving violently.

After a long time, he calmed down, and said again: "It doesn't mean anything to see you, but I still want to see you, maybe this is the only way I can vent my depression.

As for your consequences?

There are no consequences, you will die, you must die, and you will not die secretly, and you will not die too smoothly, you will be escorted to the Meridian Gate execution ground, cut in half, and die in pain! "

These words completely frightened Prince Min, he even doubted his own ears: "I, I am the prince, your uncle, even if you want to kill me, a glass of poisonous wine is enough, why do you want to do that?"

"I want you to set a precedent for the Daxuan Dynasty, I want you to die and still be infamous for thousands of years, and I want thousands of years later, when you read history books, people will remember you as a damned person.

I want to let all the Zhao royal family know that I, Di Yin, really dare to kill people! "

……

Too empty.

Inspect the fairy government.

"I heard that you have been looking for me for three days in a row?"

Mo Chengjun met Di Yin with the handsome face of an inspecting immortal official. Originally, he didn't want to see Di Yin, but it can be seen that he would not give up until he reached his goal, so he had to.

"Yes!" Di Yin nodded, and immediately said: "I do have something to ask, and I hope that the inspector Xianguan will help."

Mo Chengjun immediately said: "Hehe, I know if you don't tell me, but don't talk, I won't listen, I won't help if I hear it, and I can't help if I want to."

"Is there really nothing you can do?"

"What can I do?! That's against the rules of heaven. It's such a sensitive time. If he doesn't die, who will die?
Moreover, He also borrowed the sword of the Judicial God of War to end his grievances.

I really admire him, he is the god of justice, with a stern and unselfish face, how dare he do such a trick?
I have to admit that he actually succeeded, and God of Justice is in a good mood, otherwise, I don't know what the consequences will be. "

Di Yin was really desperate this time, he knew that his teacher could not be saved, so he endured his resignation, and said again: "Is there anything else I want to ask?"

"Anything else? Let's hear it. If I can help, I will help you."

"I want to cultivate the divine way, please help me!"

……

A few days later.

Sifang City God Liu Yang went straight to the Pantheon after entering the Nantian Gate.

Today, he finally accumulated enough power to fulfill his vows, and he was going to make another batch of merit, and he was going to see if the magic spell was tempting, but when he stepped into the Pantheon, he saw several familiar gods gathered together, as if looking at something.

He was also curious, so he walked up. There were not many people, and there was nothing crowded, so he walked closer.

However, after just one glance, he was almost terrified, and his hairs stood on end.

It was projected by a light curtain, and one could see the dark sky and the ground where the flames were spreading, and several white jade pillars stood between the sky and the earth.

A god, whom they were fairly familiar with, was hung between the jade pillars, surrounded by a tornado composed of countless steel knives, and spun violently.

Then, such a god was chopped alive, and it lasted for a full cup of tea before it became fragments and dissipated. The screams echoed in the ears of all the gods of Kyushu like a nightmare.

This, of course, is Li Guanglu, the former god of Tongtian River who was executed.

"This, this, what's going on here?" Sifang City God Liu Yang's words were helpless and confused:

Aside, a god spoke up.

"Heavenly Court specially put this here, every time the gods who come can watch it, it is said to be a warning."

When Liu Yang turned his head, he suddenly found that the person who was speaking was Zhou Qiyuan, the mountain god of Xundao Mountain, and he knew him well.

He immediately saluted, and said with a wry smile: "This time, I also saw the appearance of the altar, no wonder I used the word 'cut', it is really cut into pieces!"

Zhou Qiyuan nodded immediately, with lingering fear in his heart, he said: "It hurts just looking at it! It's okay to meet you on this light curtain, to be honest, I don't want to see you again."

"In any case, it's better to be a god honestly."

This sentence seems to be a summary. At least, after this incident and the video of the god-cut stage, the current Kyushu gods can only be described in three words - they are so good!

Of course, this is purely about discipline. As far as the perfection and development of the Shinto system is concerned, with the efforts of all the gods, it is also flourishing.

In the exchange column of the Pantheon, not to mention the magic spells exchanged, that’s nothing. The most important thing is that a group of Kyushu gods offered a lot of good things.

Or, to be more precise, the knowledge they provided provides a lot of excellent research ideas and inspiration.

　One update first, there will be more later!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)