Acting Quest: Pin Dao is really just an actor

Chapter 173 Take my life for the common people [The finale]

After all, when Lu Chen lightly pressed the pure Yang sword, the mist on the ground suddenly shattered, and the demon king Ping Yuan, who was constantly fleeing in the mist, was suppressed to the ground by the insurmountable law of heaven and earth, unable to move at all.

Staring at Lu Chen in the sky with wide eyes, he couldn't say a word.

"Lu Chen of Qingyao Mountain in the poor way, was ordered by the Taoist ancestor to inspect on behalf of the sky."

Lu Chen stood suspended in the sky, his eyes were full of majesty, and his voice was like thunder: "The demon king has deceived the Dao for thousands of years, murdered relatives and ungrateful, and killed tens of thousands of people in Yushui City. The crime is unforgivable, and the law should be punished with capital punishment. "

"Bing Yuan, are you convicted?!"

After saying that, Lu Chen's eyes brightened, and with a flick of his finger, a streak of real fire from the sun split from the golden sun. The real fire turned into a sharp sword, whizzed towards it, and pierced straight into the back of Pingyuan's neck.

"no no--!"

Seeing the real fire of the sun coming, Ping Yuan began to struggle violently, but with the laws of heaven and earth imprisoned, no matter how hard Ping Yuan struggled, it was useless.

The sharp sword transformed from the real sun fire cut off Ping Yuan's entire spine, and Ping Yuan could no longer struggle, but could only endure the burning of the real sun fire.

"what--!"

Ping Yuan's screams can reach hundreds of miles away, it is so miserable and painful that people feel palpitations when they hear it.

The real fire of the sun is the most rigid and yang thing in the world. Once it is touched with immortality, both the body and the soul will be incomparably painful. This pain is a hundred times worse than killing Ping Yuan directly.

The real fire of the sun is like a gangrene attached to the bones. When Pingyuan's body is completely enveloped along the spine, Pingyuan can't make any sound. Only when the bones are broken due to burning, there is a palpitating crackling sound.

The real fire of the sun raged for a full stick of incense, and Ping Yuan, who had suffered the most painful torture in the world, turned into a wisp of fly ash and was burned to death.

Whether it is the body or the soul, there is not even a trace of it.

In this world, there is no trace of a trace of existence.

One life of evil deeds, ten thousand years of karma, will eventually have retribution.

Seeing Ping Yuan lost his life under the real fire of the sun, Qing Han in the distance let out a long breath, and two lines of tears of relief rolled down the corners of his eyes and cheeks.

This ten-thousand-year karmic relationship is finally over.

……

In the half-suspended place, the heavenly gate behind Lu Chen has been completely opened, revealing the unreal scenery of the fairyland behind him. After passing through this heavenly gate, there is the legendary fairyland.

As long as you cross this huge gate of heaven, you can enter the fairy world and live forever!
"Lu Chen, if you don't ascend now, when will you wait?!"

In Tianmen, there was an incomparably melodious divine voice, which made people's hearts tremble, and they couldn't help exuding the meaning of surrender.

But Lu Chen didn't throw himself into the Heavenly Gate, instead he soared into the sky and turned to face the sky. No one who saw this scene knew what Lu Chen was going to do. It seemed that even the immortals in the Heavenly Gate didn't understand this young Taoist what to do.

In the half-hanging place, Lu Chen released the Chunyang sword, and Yu Shuizhi and Chenghuang Yubi appeared in front of Lu Chen.

A young Taoist priest who can ascend to Tianmen and become a fairy, bows deeply to Tianmen.

Fu Erping stretched out his palm, and said loudly: "Brother Qilin, borrow Qilin's blood!"

Before Chen Qilin could react, the drop of unicorn blood that was used to invite Lu Zu's Dharma body slowly floated up and landed in front of Lu Chen.

Stretching out his hand to hold the City God's jade pen in front of him, Yu Shuizhi automatically opened to a new page.

Lu Chen took a deep breath, and there was an indescribable firmness in his eyes. He picked up the pen and lightly dipped it in the true blood of the unicorn in front of him, raised the nib of the bright red pen, and wrote and said in Yu Shuizhi.

"Lv Chunyan in the previous life of Pindao, and Lv Chen in Qingyao Mountain in this life, follow the order of the Taoist ancestors to patrol on behalf of the heavens, protect the common people, and clarify the universe."

Every time a big vermilion character was left on the jade brush stained with Qilin's true blood, Lu Chen's face turned paler.

"Now that I have achieved a little success, I have the mercy of the heavens to open the gate of heaven, and I have the hope of ascending."

Lu Chen's voice was like thunder, and could be heard clearly in the whole Yushui City. Lu Chen paused before continuing: "But, today there are giant monsters who have caused troubles for thousands of years, causing troubles in Yushui, and injuring tens of thousands of innocent lives. .”

In the end, Lu Chen's complexion was extremely ugly and his figure was a little shaky. There were scarlet blood stains on the corner of his mouth. This was the first time that Lu Chen had shown this state since he obtained the Taoist inheritance. The consumption of the sky is huge.

But even so, the City God Jade Pen dipped in Qilin's true blood in Lu Chen's hand still didn't stop. He gritted his teeth and continued to write, enduring the bloody smell in his mouth: "I don't want to enter the Heavenly Gate voluntarily. I beg Feisheng to not return to the immortal body, I only beg the gods to return the souls of the disaster caused by Pingyuan, and the lives of the people, and the cause and effect will be settled!"

After hearing the last sentence, everyone understood Lu Chen's intentions. Seeing Lu Chen's precarious figure, Chen Qilin and the others felt their hearts tugged into a ball, and they all showed expressions of intolerance.

The more he wrote, the worse Lu Chen's condition became.

The gray hair that was originally in the prime of life became crying white at a speed visible to the naked eye, and wrinkles quickly covered Lu Chen's cheeks. After a few trance-like scenes, the young Taoist priest who was in the prime of life turned into a vicissitudes of life old man.

But even so, Lu Chen was still unwilling to give up, panting violently and said hoarsely: "Poverty is willing to sacrifice his life for the common people!"

After writing the last sentence, a divine light rippling in all directions.

The letter of worship to God was finally written, and Lu Chen had reached the end of his strength, and he no longer had the strength to hold the City God's Jade Pen. The bright red tip of the City God's Jade Pen fell to the side, and Lu Chen, who was in his dying years, staggered and almost fell mundane.

Everyone looked at it as if he had aged several decades in an instant. Lu Chen's eyes were extremely sad.

Tears filled Qinghan's eyes like cold stars.

Chen Qilin took a step forward, clenched his fists tightly, his body trembling slightly.

Shen Ran froze in place, looking at the old man with vicissitudes, his Adam's apple rolled up and down with great difficulty.

Ju Xiongqi, who had recovered his body, had extremely low eyes, and it was difficult for him to even breathe.

Lu Chen forcibly stabilized his figure, staggered forward a few steps, and exhausted his last bit of strength to support Yu Shuizhi with both hands, and threw him into the gate of heaven.

The gilt ancient book disappeared beyond the gate of heaven.

"Boom!"

With the disappearance of the gilded ancient book, this incomparably magnificent colorful gate of heaven began to close continuously, and under the influence of the Heaven and Earth Avenue, those wandering soul powers in the air returned from the original path and disappeared into the sky.

In an office building in the city center.

The tall slender woman in formal attire who was the first to faint finally regained consciousness. She slowly sat up on the ground, clutching her painful temples, and looked at the huge heavenly gate outside the window. Thinking back to everything she had just experienced, her eyes were astonished and absent-minded. .

After a while, the woman came back to her senses, recalled the deafening words, staggered to her feet, and looked out the window with a face full of surprise and shock.

But rather than shock and astonishment, there was more gratitude in his eyes.

More and more people are waking up from a coma, from the city center, subway stations, business districts, to all areas that have been laid out in advance by Yuanshi, all waking up from silence.

A name appeared in the hearts of tens of thousands of people almost at the same time.

Lu Chen!

Lu Chen's words that exchanged his own life, at the price of longevity and ascension, echoed in the ears of all of them.

"Chen Yan, a citizen of Yushui, thank Taoist Lu Chen for saving his life!"

In Yushui City, there was a loud shout somewhere, and then it got out of hand.

"The people of Yushui Chidao, thank Daoist Lu for saving his life, I can't repay you!"

"Li Tian, ​​a commoner of Yushui, thank Daoist Lu for saving his life!"

"The people of Yushui..."

"The people of Yushui..."

In the entire Yushui City, voices of thanks to Lu Chen were endless, deafening.

……

The gate of heaven has been completely closed, and the bright moon and stars that appeared at the same time have gradually disappeared.

Lu Chen, who was sure that God had agreed to his request, finally breathed a sigh of relief. Without the support of divine power, Lu Chen could no longer hang in the air, and his figure fell like a kite with a broken string.

The City God's Jade Pen, the Celestial Master's Seal, and the Black Tiger all gradually disappeared, only the Chunyang Sword fell weightlessly along with him.

This psychic soldier seemed to understand all of this, and was willing to die with the master of the two lives.

The most important word in this world is nothing more than 'willing'.

It's like knowing that some things are not good, but you have to insist on doing them.

Knowing that strong alcohol hurts the body, but also willing to get drunk and obsessed.

Knowing that Dongfeng has no intentions, he is willing to go to the wind.

It's more like knowing that some women are bad, but still unwilling to let go.

It seems that some men are willing to suffer from her noise and arrogance, and they are willing without temper, willing to take one step forward, one step forward.

It's also like some women are willing to follow him in the vast mountains and rivers, even if the road ahead is thorny and bumpy, they are willing to accompany him to see the flowers blooming in the mountains and the tides that day.

Some people may not love everything in this world, but because another person likes it, he will.

……

Falling from a high altitude, Lu Chen, who was about to reach the end of his life, did not have the slightest fear in his heart. Instead, a sincere smile appeared on his face, and he closed his eyes a little carelessly.

When everyone watched Lu Chen fall, their faces couldn't help changing drastically at the same time, and they jumped up into the air one after another, with tears in their eyes trying to catch the falling Lu Chen.

……

"This life is not a loss."

Having resigned himself to his fate and let go of everything, Lu Chen smiled lightly and murmured softly.

Thinking of myself from the beginning to the present, from the previous life to the present, I have no regrets in my heart, but just when Lu Chen was about to end his life like calm water, a divine voice suddenly rang in his ears.

[Ding, change your life for the common people, cherish the common people, identity fit +10]

[Ding, all people worship, the world admires, identity fit +10]

[Ding, the degree of identity fit reaches 100%, and he has obtained the Taoist inheritance Lu Zu god position]

……

Lu Chen was awakened by the continuous sound of divine sounds. Lu Chen suddenly opened his eyes. The acupoints in his body that had been dried up due to worshiping the heavens were filled with divine power again, and his strength and vitality returned like a tide.

A head of dry white hair gradually turned black, and the wrinkles on the face gradually eased, returning to its original appearance.

The Dharma Body of the Celestial Master and the Dharma Body of Lu Zu are constantly recovering.

Everything has returned to the state of Lu Chen's heyday, even several times more prosperous than when he was in his heyday!
Before Lu Chen came back to his senses, a ray of colorful light suddenly appeared on the path that Lu Chen had to pass through, and the light turned into a crack. Lu Chen and Chunyang Sword, who had recovered their full state, fell into the colorful rift impartially. middle.

"call out!"

With a soft sound, the colorful cracks disappeared.

Disappearing along with them were Lu Chen and Chun Yangjian who had fallen.

Chen Qilin, Qinghan, Shen Ran, and Qiongqi, the three of them who came running wildly from a distance, looked at Lu Chen who suddenly disappeared, and stared blankly at the same place, their faces full of bewilderment.

……

Three years later.

Qingyao Mountain.

Clear Cloud View.

The incense is extremely strong, and the mountains and plains are full of pilgrims who come to offer incense.

After Lu Chen exchanged his life for his life that day, the decline of the entire Yushui City, and even all the Taoist sects, has been reversed.

Mrs. Ma and Fatty Ma ran among the crowd, guiding and explaining to the pilgrims who came to offer incense.

Ling Lin'er and Qin Ping put on Taoist costumes and were busy burning incense in the front hall.

Under the temple, the mahogany sword hanging from the eaves swayed in the wind.

Outside the courtyard, the old pagoda tree swayed in the wind, and the fragrance was refreshing.

But what no pilgrims noticed was that there was an old locust tree, and mosquitoes could not be found in the mountains.

The back hall of Qingyun Temple.

The blue cat was lying lazily in the corner, holding a small dried fish in its furry paws, and licking it excitedly.

A total of five tables were placed in the quiet room.

There was a sheet placed in the middle, the receipt was empty, but it was wiped exceptionally clean.

The remaining four are placed in the drooping hands, with Daoist scriptures or calligraphy and paintings stacked on them, and the pens, inks, papers and inkstones are neatly arranged.

Qinghan, a stunningly beautiful woman in a red dress, was behind a desk in the corner, concentrating on transcribing the Taoist scriptures.

With a soft sound, the yellow dog jumped over the back wall.

"Wang!"

The spiritual power in the Tianyuan realm gradually withdrew, and he lay down at Qinghan's feet, screaming in a low voice.

"Have the monsters in Huanglong City calmed down?"

Qing Han, who had been concentrating on copying scriptures, asked casually without raising his head.

"Well!"

The yellow dog groaned and nodded.

The woman in red touched the yellow dog's head lightly, and said with a light smile, "Thank you for your hard work, let's go."

The yellow dog just left, found a place beside the blue cat Qiongqi, bent down, slapped his tail on the ground a little bored, and looked eagerly at the small dried fish in the blue cat Qiongqi's hand.

There were two more piercing sounds, and two figures quickly landed in the middle of the courtyard.

"The evil cultivators in the devil city have all been wiped out."

One of the murderous men with a Tang saber on his back slowly stood up straight, it was the Qilin son of the Chen family, Chen Qilin said indifferently, after speaking, he sat back on his desk, and silently picked up the Taoist scriptures and recited them in his heart.

After Shen Ran also returned to his case, he said casually: "The ghosts in Dawan are also."

Uncle Wudang, who was dressed in black, glanced at the only blank note in the four corners, and asked doubtfully, "Where is Mr. Nan?"

"You stinky boy, you know to look at the old man as soon as you come back."

As soon as Shen Ran's words fell, laughter and cursing came from the inner room, and the hale and hearty Nan Huaiqin walked out of the quiet room and sat down behind his desk.

There are five tables in the back hall, and four people sit in four corners respectively. The main table in the center has been empty for three years, and it is cleaned every day to ensure that it is not stained with dust.

Chen Qilin, who was meditating on Taoism, glanced at the empty main case, his eyes were a little gloomy.

That case was exactly where Lu Chen was originally.

It has been three years since Lu Chen disappeared that day.

In the past three years, when a few people mentioned Lu Chen, they couldn't help being silent for a while.

In the past three years, these four people, a dog, a cat, an old locust tree, and a mahogany sword, with Yu Shui as the center, almost wiped out all the demons and ghosts in the entire Shenzhou, and completely cleared the entire Shenzhou.

But no one knows where Lu Chen went when he fell to the ground, and whether he will come back.

……

Qingyao Mountain, on the road to the mountain god.

A pair of old Taoist shoes that have been worn white stepped on the last step. A young Taoist priest with a long sword on his back looked at the dilapidated but extremely incensed Taoist temple in front of him and smiled knowingly: "One day in the sky, One year on earth."

His Majesty, the mahogany sword that was swaying in the wind suddenly trembled, then flickered and shone, as if sensing something, it automatically unsheathed and trembled slightly in the air.

"锃—!"

An incomparably crisp sword cry resounded throughout Qingyao Mountain.

In the back hall, the four people who heard the warning from the peach wood sword suddenly turned serious, and instantly stepped into the air, and the fluctuations in the spiritual power of the four gods swept out.

The bored yellow dog and blue cat followed closely behind the four of them, rushing to the front of the temple.

Outside the courtyard, the crown of the old locust tree danced wildly, and its branches rose to meet the sky, with a menacing momentum.

"Who dares to come to my Qingyun Temple to make trouble?!"

In the entire Qingyun Temple, a loud shout resounded through the sky and the earth, and the spiritual power was so overwhelming that it was about to explode.

Ling Lin'er, Qin Pingping and the others also rushed out from the view, looking as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Seeing the menacing Qingyun audience, the pilgrims on the mountain retreated one after another, leaving only the negative swordsman in a worn-out Taoist robe standing outside the mountain gate.

The young Taoist with the sword on his back was not afraid at all, but showed a knowing smile instead.

But when everyone in Qingyun Temple looked at the face of the young Taoist priest, their expressions suddenly froze, and their aura froze.

Then there was an uncontrollable ecstasy on his face.

One day in the sky, one year in the ground.

When Lu Chen, who inherited Lu Zu's position in three days, returned to Blue Star, three years had passed for everyone.

Lu Chen looked at the ecstatic crowd, smiled knowingly, saluted with both hands, and said with a loud smile: "Lu Chen, who is poor on Qingyao Mountain, is here to visit Qingyun Temple."

……

【So far, the finale is down】

【End of the book】

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Although I said it was in a hurry, all the pits in the early stage were basically filled in, and there was nothing unfinished. The story of Qingyao Mountain has come to an end.

Thank you for your company, thank you for drinking.

Put the rest of the thanks in the testimonials.

Thank you for your love along the way.

Greedy, thank you.

(End of this chapter)