MTL - The Fairy Just Wants To Lie Down-Chapter 209 The sword will kill the dynasty, and there will be no more weeks in the future
Chapter 209 The Sword Slays the Dynasties, and there will be no more weeks in the future
【In 361, Li Changsheng pointed his sword at the city **** of the underworld, and slaughtered 1,800 gods. 】
The capital of the Zhou Dynasty.
An old man and a young man suddenly appeared in an empty alley. They stepped on the muddy path with excrement, but the filth did not touch the soles of their feet, and there were no traces where they stepped.
Walking out of the alley, the loud voice instantly surrounded the two of them, and there was a lot of traffic outside, and the crowd was coming and going.
The hustle and bustle of the world of mortals washed away the coldness of the two of them.
"It seems that it is not too late to come, and it has not become a climate."
He Kun looked at the crowd coming and going, his eyes flickered, and he opened his eyes slightly.
Human Dao Luck reveals an aura of twilight, or weakness, from the inside out. He just suffered a serious illness and was forcibly dragged back pale.
And half of the passing crowd had bulging white buns. This kind of strange buns is not very common for people to see.
"Three souls and seven souls, the soul of a person passing between the eyebrows is a living corpse."
"There are not many living people left."
Li Changsheng's expression became colder than before, but this kind of coldness was more humane in He Kun's view.
When we first met Li Changsheng was like a pool of stagnant water, as if nothing could cause him the slightest disturbance. I'm afraid that when he learned that his junior sister died, he didn't feel too much sadness in his heart.
He Kun doesn't blame him, because his junior sister used to do the same. To cultivate the Great Dao of Wangqing, you must cut off the seven emotions and six desires, so that you can accommodate the way of heaven.
Once they enter the state of Wangqing, there is only one obsession that drives them. The junior sister's obsession is to hold the sky with one hand, kill all enemies in the world, and bring peace to all generations.
Maybe the younger sister no longer loves the common world when she was too overwhelmed, but the goal has never changed. And Li Changsheng has just left Taishang Wangqing not long ago, and his emotional fluctuations are rare but very precious.
He Kun asked: "What should we do now? Go directly to the Temple of the City God and kill all the gods of incense and fire? As far as I know, this City God has some connections with you, Xue Ye."
"Zhou Taizong, Xue Ye and I saved his life back then, and he promised me to return the people of the world to live and work in peace and contentment." Li Yi nodded slightly and said
Named after Zhou, this dynasty has some relationship with Li Changsheng. In a sense, this name was given by him.
About four hundred years ago, Li Changsheng traveled the world to practice medicine and save lives, and he had already accumulated quite a reputation in the common world. At the same time, they gradually got used to Xue Ye's existence, and became a Taoist couple with each other after getting along for more than ten years.
At that time, it was still the Northern Dynasty, and behind it was a certain fairy gate. Because the ancestor in the gate was beaten to death in a fight with others, he gave up his support for the Northern Dynasty. So just like the world without Jianzong now, the corrupt dynasty can no longer suppress the uprising.
Years of wars and chaos, all heroes rise together.
Li Changsheng casually rescued the defeated soldiers in a ruined temple. This person was Zhou Taizu, who was later named City God Zhou Lingwang.
It is rare for the city **** to come from the founding emperor, because not everyone can eat incense, and sometimes his requirements are higher than those of monks. If an unqualified person sits in that position, he will be engulfed in incense in an instant.
Zhou Taizu can sit for more than 400 years, and he still maintains his sanity to this day.
"Now that he has forgotten, I will naturally fulfill my promise and take his life."
He cured Zhou Taizu's illness, and Zhou Taizu will become emperor one day to benefit the people and never harm the world. As for why there was such a promise, it was purely made by Zhou Taizu himself, and Li Changsheng just followed the trend
It is also a good thing if the verbal promises made by oneself and others can benefit the people of the world. Benefit the world without harming yourself, why not do it?
"I'm afraid it's a bit difficult to kill. The underworld protects the gods, and the incense is alive." He Kun said, "Perhaps you can dissuade the other party and reduce the number of killings."
"Whether it's the emperor or King Ling of Zhou, it's just a sword."
"If the blood sticks too much, it won't wash off."
"If you can't wash it off, you don't need to wash it."
Li Changsheng walked forward on his own, and countless people passed by them. These people were in good spirits, and all of them were flushed. This state is not to mention starvation and suffering. In the prosperous age, only high-ranking officials and dignitaries had appearances.
One or two is okay, but there are at least a few hundred people in front of them, and there may be thousands of people walking along the way. It is abnormal for so many people to have red faces.
All starved to death, or voluntarily starved to death.
Li Changsheng and He Kun only saw a small number of living people, and they lived in this city like a different kind. It's just that for some reason the living corpses didn't attack ordinary people, and the two sides lived together peacefully. There are even families where the parents are living corpses and the children are living people.
Walking a thousand or eight hundred steps, I finally saw a magnificent Town God's Temple, ten feet high and full of incense. From a distance, you can see the huge golden body of Zhou Lingwang, surrounded by rich incense, sacred and inviolable.
King Ling of Zhou.
The system of the Yin Division is different from that of monks. They are like ordinary officials, and official positions symbolize power. The Spirit King is the highest title, comparable to the Nascent Soul among the monks, and a small number of them in history have even reached the stage of transforming gods.
The King Ling of Zhou in front of him is strong on the outside, but at the level of the King Ling, but he has lost the background he should have. Eat the incense of the people in the world, and when troubled times come and cannot support a piece of the sky, they will naturally be hit hard.
"Is this Taoist priest also here to get rid of the pain of hunger?"
A Miao Zhu, who was wearing a big red robe and was as thin as a skeleton, stopped the two of them, with a piercing smile on his skinny face.
The human soul has been separated from the body, a living corpse through and through.
Li Changsheng asked: "How to get rid of it? Eating five grains is a matter of course, like water flowing downhill, how can we avoid it?"
"Just pray to King Ling of Zhou." Miao Zhu turned around slightly and cupped his hands at the statue, with endless worship and respect in his voice. "Thanks to King Zhou Ling, we can escape the famine. As long as we worship King Zhou Ling, we won't be hungry. Old man, I haven't eaten for 6 months, and I'm still alive and kicking like this."
"Xiao Daoist seems to be full of seals, and he should be a noble person who has no shortage of food. But he can also worship King Zhou Ling, and he will be free from illness and pain."
Among the faint incense, Li Changsheng heard the sound of praise coming from inside, and a child who was probably less than 30 catties thin said excitedly: "Mother, mother, I'm not hungry anymore, I'm not hungry anymore!"
"King Ling of Zhou has appeared! Thank you King Ling of Zhou for your kindness."
"You Daoist, don't you come and try it? Just kneel down and sincerely pray to King Zhou Ling."
"Come and try it, it's really effective. Just pray to Zhou Lingwang, you can avoid starvation, and you don't have to think about the next meal after eating."
The chaotic voices around suddenly rushed towards Li Changsheng and the two of them. Everyone was staring at them, with a strange light in their eyes. This is not controlled by anything, but a spontaneous strong belief in Zhou Lingwang.
People who have just experienced a famine tend to starve themselves to death. And people who are dying are also prone to crazy beliefs.
Take the spread of incense as its own responsibility, and in peaceful times can be a yin official.
Li Changsheng ignored these living corpses, his eyes fell on the statue, and the sacred and inviolable aura of incense trembled slightly.
After half a minute, there was still no reply, and the believers around were already starting to move.
Zheng!
The sword is sounded, and the white light shines.
Almost in the blink of an eye, all the living corpses of Li Changsheng with a radius of 100 feet were turned into nothing, and they were twisted into fly ash by Jian Guang without any pain.
This is Li Changsheng's only kindness to them.
The **** statue in front of him made a deafening crash. Thousands of sword qi fell on the **** statue like a storm in a place invisible to the naked eye of ordinary people, and the incense gas accumulated for hundreds of years was rapidly being consumed.
Li Changsheng exhaled again, and everything returned to calm, only the fly ash blown up by the wind was still floating.
He Kun's eyelids twitched, and he thought to himself: Could it be that sleeping can really greatly increase one's energy?
Before he drew his sword, the spirit king who was comparable to the Nascent Soul couldn't bear it. Even if Zhou Lingwang was affected by the troubled times, he would not completely lose his foundation as a spirit king. But Li Changsheng was able to suppress the opponent's passive defense with just his sword intent, and he didn't dare to say a word after it was over.
Although Li Changsheng is not as powerful as the Sword Immortal back then, it is not much worse.
"Aren't you coming out yet?"
Li Changsheng stomped his right leg, and the roof of the Town God's Temple exploded, cracks spreading like spider webs. One after another the walls collapsed, kicking up bursts of dust, and when everything returned to calm, the huge golden statue sat on top.
The statue of the **** was full of light, and the Zhou Ling King wearing the emperor's robe came to life, and opened his eyes to look at the Taoist below.
"Li Daochang, I just want the people to stop starving. Turning into living corpses is better than eating each other. You have been traveling around all these years, and you should have seen the suffering of troubled times and the sadness of eating each other." "
"My people can't survive anymore, what difference does it make if they are humans or ghosts?"
Before Li Changsheng could speak, He Kun who was beside him was already furious, and said angrily: "The demons and evil ways are full of nonsense. Birth, old age, sickness and death are the laws of heaven and earth. Reversing life and death regardless of yin and yang will only lead to disaster. The people in this half of the city will live within three years." They will definitely turn into walking corpses, then do you want to find blood for them?"
Everything has its price, the price of not starving is turning into a living corpse, and a living corpse is just a corpse after all.
You can’t live long, and if you live long, you will only harm yourself and others.
Troubled times are a chain of disasters. At first, monks’ fighting skills may affect ordinary people, and then a famine breeds evil spirits, and evil spirits kill and give birth to more evil spirits. Such a reciprocating cycle, there is no place in the world that is safe, and their Jianzong is also powerless.
Behavior like Zhou Lingwang, no matter what the reason is, is ultimately a disaster for the world.
"Because of people like you, the world is always one step away from peace."
"Can't the Taoist chief see the living people and corpses now? He keeps saying that for the sake of the world, isn't it also a matter of killing in the end, and more people died in your hands than the people of my city!"
King Ling of Zhou raised his voice slightly.
"If you can live, who would be willing to be a living corpse."
The two sides remained in a stalemate for a while, Li Changsheng never showed any emotion, but just watched King Zhou Ling quietly.
Finally he spoke: "King Zhou Ling, what if I don't allow it?"
King Ling of Zhou stood up from the throne, his imposing manner seemed to rise from the ground like an ancient sacred mountain, and the scent of incense accumulated for hundreds of years rushed towards his face. In the end, the ten-foot-tall golden body turned into the size of a normal person, and an emperor with a fat face and majestic eyes walked down.
He asked: "Prince Daoist, the world is in chaos today, and the people are in dire straits. How can we solve it? Can the priest be saved?"
"In the absence of man-made disasters, the people will strive to become stronger, and the people will save themselves. I am not the only one who can save the world." Li Changsheng replied.
"Master Dao, you are still as humble as ever, but I still want to give it a try. You have been killing for so many years, it is time to rest."
"The king is a god, not affected by worldly desires, and will live forever and be holy. And the people don't need to eat five grains, and don't need to suffer from illness. I should be the most holy and sage emperor, and I should be the emperor of all things in the world!"
King Ling of Zhou put his knees on the ground slowly, and knelt on the ground, his spine as straight as a spear.
Immediately afterwards, his voice slowed down slightly, the divinity in his eyes gradually faded, and the man named Zhou Shifu still retained his sanity.
"I'll keep my promise and get killed, let's do it."
Li Changsheng slowly pulled out the Heavenly Sword, the blade was slightly exposed, and the cold light enveloped the world in an instant, like the cold wind of the winter solstice being blown by itself.
King Ling of Zhou closed his eyes slightly, waiting for the other party to chop off his head, and then hand over everything to the true sage and sage emperor.
Get rid of people and pay attention, so that we can go further.
"Master, I am the one who spread the relief pill." Li Changsheng said suddenly, and these words made Zhou Lingwang, who had closed his eyes, open them suddenly, and looked at the Taoist in disbelief.
"...Is it you? This is impossible, you are a medical fairy, how could you do such a thing."
He had heard about the pill of saving suffering and suffering, and it was a very evil pill. Using the human body as the alchemy furnace, using the three souls and six souls as the medicine, when the human skin is broken, refine the pill to save suffering and disaster.
"It's me." Li Changsheng affirmed again, "This will allow them to die more dignifiedly and reduce the psychological burden of cannibalism."
Everyone has thousands of reasons to favor himself, but he just wants the people to die decently. You can't even afford to eat, so how dare you force others to uphold benevolence, righteousness and morality.
"You are not wrong, you are worthy of no one."
"You won't kill me?"
"Standing dead."
He is not wrong, but the peace Li Changsheng needs cannot accommodate a group of living corpses. According to He Kun, the peaceful coexistence of living corpses and living people will not last long. It may be a month, half a year, or three years and this place will turn into a magic cave.
Zhou is dead, but Zhou Lingwang is still holding on.
King Ling of Zhou was stunned for a moment, then he looked up to the sky and laughed, and the laughter spread across the capital like a dragon chant.
"Hahahaha! Can you die standing up? Who would accept dying kneeling if you can die standing up? No, no, Daoist, I don't want to die standing up."
The laughter stopped suddenly, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes brightened, and his knees slowly left the ground like a giant dragon soaring into the sky, venting his majesty looking down on the world without any scruples.
"I don't want to die on my knees, nor do I want to die standing up. I am the great ancestor of the Zhou Dynasty, the emperor of the world. Today I will create a great cause of immortality, and I will create a foundation that will last forever."
Zhou Taizu took the country to transport the dragon, lying on the capital of the country, hiding under the blue clouds.
Looking down at the Taoist, the dragon's head looked down, and the sound was like a thundering drum: "Great Zhou Taizu and tens of thousands of people, please give me advice from the immortals."
Li Changsheng's fingertips brushed against the blade, and strands of thunder suddenly appeared, while the giant dragon covering the sky above his head swooped in with its teeth and claws.
He raised his chin slightly, there was neither sadness nor joy in his half-closed eyelids, and there were thousands of thunder hidden in the light.
With one strike of the sword, the sword energy travels thousands of miles, and the thunder light is like a thousand miles of calamity.
The giant dragon fell, and countless people of Dazhou fell to the ground and turned into walking corpses, and then the thunder light fell and disappeared.
The statue of King Ling of Zhou shattered apart, leaving only a light sentence.
"Master Daoist, Da Zhou is really dead."
Li Changsheng exhaled slightly, put the Heavenly Sword back into the scabbard, turned around and walked away.
Drizzle began to fall in the sky, one young and one old Taoist walked away through the wind and rain, and the Great Zhou Kingdom behind him was gradually submerged by the drizzle and disappeared under the rain curtain.
"Elder He, Da Zhou's wontons are delicious."
"That's a pity."
(end of this chapter)
