Wandering the Heavens: Becoming a Killer

The old man said that the situation was not good.

"Ahem, my opinion is to watch the fire from the other side of the river, gather the personnel of other remaining ghost organizations, and see if we can obtain complete ghost manufacturing technology."

"The supply of ghost jade is obviously insufficient. If we want to resist a large number of ghosts, it is the kingly way to make a large number of soldiers ghost."

"The only drawback is that the probability of ghost transformation is only 50%, which is unacceptable."

Another old man expressed his opinion.

"So you choose not to pursue Xuanmen's actions this time? The ghost organization has been identified by us as an official organization to resist ghosts. Does Xuanmen still take us seriously when it is so arbitrary?"

The slightly younger middle-aged man refuted the view of watching the fire from the other side of the river.

"So you have a way to punish him? You know, the Xuanmen people who have the ghost jade are no longer the ones who need to use decapitation tactics to threaten us to retreat."

"They can retreat and attack, and they are more difficult to deal with than ghosts, especially their reincarnated ancestors, flying in the sky at ten times the speed of sound. Can your missile catch up with him?"

"One move can destroy the ghost headquarters. Do you have a way to stop it?"

Another officer directly retorted.

"But won't our credibility decline in this way? What if there are dissents in various places at that time?"

"Haha, seek common ground while reserving differences. The most important thing now is to survive the ghost craze. One generation does its own thing. Isn't this how we got through it? Xuanmen didn't tear our faces off, so don't turn them into enemies."

The old man in the lead finally made the decision.

Others saw this and could only do so. After all, if Xuanmen confronted them, only ghosts would benefit.

Compared with the official's pursuit of stability, the reaction of Buddhism and other forces was much more intense.

They all asked Xuanmen for an explanation.

Wang Lun did not attack those forces immediately, but let the bullets fly for a while.

See how many people want to jump out, and then hit them one by one!

By the way, see if there are any termites inside the Xuanmen. If they are not cleaned up, Wang Lun will not feel at ease.

Wang Lun is comfortable, but Zhang Daoyuan is in a big headache.

Facing the criticism from major forces, the only explanation is that the Ghost Organization took the initiative.

As for whether others believe it or not, Zhang Daoyuan doesn't care. If you don't agree, you can go directly to the ancestor.

On Longhu Mountain, other Xuanmen leaders have come here. They have not had a good time these days.

Wherever you go, you will be looked down upon by others. Some people with ulterior motives ask soul-searching questions, why even ordinary people in the Ghost Organization are killed, can't innocent people be spared?

"Master Zhang, what does the ancestor mean? Please tell us."

Yang Fushi didn't care about the outside comments. After all, history is written by the victors, especially in the current world, where the public network has been disconnected for a long time, and only the military and the ruling departments still have the network.

"The ancestor's meaning is very simple, suppress all demons and ghosts!"

Zhang Daoyuan's words were full of murderous intent. As for who is a demon, whoever Xuanmen says is it.

"I understand."

Yang Fushi already understood that the ancestor was going to kill.

But the Zhongyuan Festival is approaching. Is the ancestor sure to suppress the Ghost Emperor?

Otherwise, whether it is Buddhism or the world of strange people, the Western Church and Parliament have artifacts and treasures that can contain the Ghost Emperor.

If they are solved in advance, the pressure on Xuanmen will be too great.

It's really a bit scary to have such a fierce ancestor.

However, Wang Lun's strength is too strong, which gives them great confidence.

For ten days, Xuanmen remained silent, which made those big forces more and more jumpy, and even directly demanded Xuanmen to hand over the manufacturing method of ghost jade to make up for the mistakes made by Xuanmen.

Wang Lun sat on the Diaoyutai, looking at the opposition forces collected by Zhang Daoyuan, and had a plan in his mind.

Killing them all would only cause opposition from others, so just eradicate the few who shouted the most fiercely.

In the name of what?

Wang Lun thought for a long time and came up with a wonderful reason.

They all became ghosts, and they had to be dealt with after they turned into fierce ghosts.

As for the others who did not turn into fierce ghosts, of course they were not killed by my Xuanmen, but by fierce ghosts. We just went too late and did not save the survivors.

The one who was attacked by Wang Lun in advance was naturally the Buddhist sect that was most incompatible with Xuanmen.

Of course, not all Buddhist sects spoke out.

The one who jumped the most was naturally the most famous real estate tycoon Dafo Temple.

Making money by enclosing land in the prosperous era

, taking advantage of the chaos.

Only a very small number of Buddhist sects are still practicing hard.

On this day, the abbot of the Big Buddha Temple looked at Sima Long who was sitting restlessly beside him, and asked curiously: "Sima, is it because the tea is too hot? Why can't you hold it steady?"

Sima Long once again sensed the warning in his heart, which had saved him many times.

In other words, the Big Buddha Temple will definitely suffer a great disaster today.

"Haha, I remembered that there are important things at home. I agreed to the abbot's proposal. I will draft a perfect agreement after I go back."

Sima Long was originally discussing the transfer of ghost technology with the abbot. The conditions that the other party could offer were too bad.

Sima Long still wanted to fight for more benefits, but in the face of life and death, he decided to leave first. If the Big Buddha Temple can still exist today.

Then what about the direct transfer?

The fat-headed and big-eared abbot looked at Sima Long who was in a hurry, and was a little surprised that the other party was particularly easy to talk to today.

Could it be that he was frightened by the founder of Xuanmen?

"Haha, young people are young people, they can't keep calm at all, but it's okay, I won."

After Sima Long left the Big Buddha Temple, he ran away all the way, fearing that he would be implicated.

He stopped only after Sima Long confirmed that he had no more mental warnings.

Then he heard a sonic boom from the sky.

A man rode a sword and came with the wind, eliminating demons between heaven and earth.

On a dark and windy night, when people were killed and set fires.

Countless golden sword qi surrounded the person, as if the sword god had descended to the earth.

"Today, the Big Buddha Temple is occupied by ghosts. I, Xuanmiao Zhenren, have never seen ghosts arrogant and domineering. Today I will kill the ghosts and avenge the dead in Buddhism."

Wang Lun used his magic power to shout loudly, and the sound spread to dozens of miles.

Then all the sword qi around Wang Lun poured down, and it was suspected that the Milky Way fell from the sky.

Everyone in the Big Buddha Temple sat up in shock!

When was my Dafo Temple occupied by ghosts?

No, what was falling from the sky, a meteor?

No! It was the sword energy that could easily kill people.

The abbot looked at the destroyed buildings around him and raised his head to the sky.

The founder of Xuanmen!

How could it be him? No, I can't die here, I still have the Arhat Golden Body.

The abbot immediately dodged the sword energy and smashed the gilded Buddha statue with one punch.

A golden human skeleton was revealed.

The abbot immediately bit out a mouthful of blood from the tip of his tongue and spit it into the golden skeleton.

The golden skeleton actually stood up and rushed directly into the abbot's body.