The ancient trees are majestic and full of ancient charm. The bark is as cold and hard as metal, and the surface is layered, like rising cloud patterns that lead straight to the endless sky, just like the imprints carved by endless years on the tree body.
boom.
boom.
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From time to time, someone would slip and fall due to unsteady hands and feet. With a dull bang hitting the ground, the screams would suddenly stop, and there would be a pile of flesh and blood on the ground, with broken hands and feet.
Every time a person falls, they are a mess of flesh and blood, which makes people feel chilly in their hearts.
But when they think about the miracle at the end of the sacred tree and the opportunity to become a god, their desire outweighs their fear, and more people continue to grit their teeth and climb.
At this time, they were like the carp leaping over the dragon gate.
Until the end, they all thought that they were the lucky one who could transform into a dragon, the son of heaven chosen by God.
As for why all the Tantric sages passed away under the trees? There was no red snow in Kunlun Snow Mountain last year. When the three major disasters of the sacred trees dry up, the sky collapses and the earth breaks apart, and the snowy mountains turn red, the road to the sky will be reopened. The red snow in Kunlun is only available this year, but not last year. The few strong men in the third realm whose whereabouts are still unknown are the best proof that they may have successfully ascended the Road to Heaven!
When people are crazy, they will always find many reasons for themselves to comfort themselves psychologically.
However, this arduous and dangerous journey to heaven is a personal decision. Life or death depends entirely on the individual. Although outsiders sympathize, they have no right to stop it.
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Fortunately, the goat is a master of rock climbing and can climb over cliffs with tens of thousands of people. Otherwise, Jin An would have had a headache as to how he would lead the stupid goat up the tree.
For example, those Tianzhu people had a headache on how to take away the three sacred cows.
Those Tianzhu people gathered together and murmured, and finally made a decision. Some people were left to take care of the sacred cow, while the others climbed the sacred tree to look for clues about the three elders.
Others were having a headache because the cow couldn't climb the tree, but Jin An was the only one who was having a headache because the old Taoist priest was afraid of heights and couldn't climb the tree. It really fulfilled that sentence, every family has sutras that are difficult to recite.
Finally, Jin An asked the old Taoist priest to ride on the back of the sheep, and found a rope to tie the old Taoist priest's legs to the sheep. Finally, he tested whether the rope was tied firmly.
"Little brother, you also know that I am afraid of heights, so you must tie it tightly... Why do I always feel that my left leg is not tied tightly, and it can be tighter?" The old Taoist priest looked up at the endless depths. In the cliff cave, my calves started to cramp even before I climbed the tree.
Mother.
To climb such a high tree.
It really cost me this old life.
Donor Lin, I am making this sacrifice all for you. As the saying goes, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. When you return to Wuzhou Prefecture, you, the secretive master, will have to take more care of my old neighbor. .
Jin An: "Tie it tighter and your legs will be useless."
As he spoke, he handed out a piece of cloth: "If you are afraid, you can cover your eyes. If you can't see nature, you won't be afraid of heights."
The old Taoist priest took the cloth and covered it in front of his eyes: "That's right."
Just as the old Taoist priest was blindfolded and Jin An was doing his final inspection, suddenly they heard the sound of chains dragging on the ground. It was the noble boy of the Blackstone clan named Bo Qing, riding a serf boy. , brought some Blackstone clan members to this open space, preparing to lead people to climb the tree.
The serf boy he used as a dog rider has changed again. From the time when the noble boy used the serf's life as a test subject in the underground city, it can be seen that he is a ruthless wolf cub. I don't know how many serf boys died along the way.
"What's wrong, little brother?" The old Taoist priest, who was tying his eyes with a piece of cloth, seemed to sense something was wrong in the atmosphere and wanted to take the piece of cloth away from his eyes.
Jin An raised his hand and pressed down the old Taoist priest's wrist: "It's okay, we have to climb a tree next."
He acted almost subconsciously, not wanting the old Taoist priest to see these human sufferings.
When the old Taoist priest heard that he was about to climb the tree, he was so frightened that he hugged the goat tightly and temporarily forgot about other things.
Bo Qing, who was riding a serf boy, also noticed Jin An and the others. He glanced at Jin An and the others coldly, and then said a few words to the senior leaders of the clan. He took the lead in climbing the tree with the Blackstone clan members.
The high-ranking officials of all clans regard climbing the sacred tree to the sky as a competition for clan leader candidates. Whoever climbs the road to the sky first will be the chosen one.
As the five major tribes on the plateau also joined the climb to the sky, the scene on Jianmu became even more lively.
Jin'an climbed the tree with the silly sheep, which naturally attracted the attention of others and made them dumbfounded.
"Is this still a cow?"
"How about saying it's a snow-capped sacred cow?"
"Then how do you explain that the three-headed sacred cows of the Tianzhu people cannot climb trees?"
"Seeing how it can climb over cliffs with a blind old Taoist priest on its back as if it were walking on flat ground, I would rather believe that it is a goat!"
Hearing the rapid whistling of the wind in his ears and feeling the goat jumping back and forth between the bark of the trees, the old Taoist priest, whose legs were weak from fear and lying on the goat's back, said: "?"
"If it weren't for the old Taoist, I would be so weak now that I don't have the strength to curse. Look at the old Taoist. I don't have to spray you bunch of blind people with my iron teeth and copper teeth. Who are you calling the blind old Taoist?"
The old Taoist priest only dared to curse a few words in his heart, but when it came to his mouth, it turned into a weak moan.
Jin An and the others are brave and skilled people, and they can leap over cliffs as light as a swallow. However, not everyone in this world is a master. From time to time, they hear screams and heavy slamming in their ears. There was a loud noise, and almost every once in a while someone would slip and fall to their death due to excessive physical exertion.
Every time he heard the banging sound of falling to the ground, the muscles on the old Taoist priest's face trembled. Later, he focused on reciting "Tai Shang Cave Xuan Ling Bao Tian Zun's Wonderful Sutra for Saving Suffering and Eradicating Sin" to distract himself.
"At that time, the Heavenly Lord who saves suffering is filling the realms of the ten directions, always using his majestic power to save all sentient beings from being lost. All sentient beings are unaware, just like blindly seeing the sun and moon. I am too ignorant to lead boundless... …”
The sound of the sutra is low but sonorous and firm-willed. Amidst the hell-like screams of death, it saves the souls of the world and resolves the numerous resentful souls accumulated under the ancient trees.
But there are always some evildoers in this world who undermine the order of humanity and do not want humanity to shine through.
"Taoist Master Jin An, something is wrong." Qi Bo suddenly warned.
"Yeah." Jin An glanced behind and around him and responded calmly. He had already noticed that something was wrong with the atmosphere.
As early as half a moment ago, he had noticed that the number of other people around him was rapidly decreasing, and they were gradually replaced by people from the Blackstone clan.
As time went by, the number of people from these two tribes gathered around them continued to increase, and Gu Mu was almost surrounded by the Blackstone clan's people in all directions.
Not long after, Jin An saw the Boqing wolf cub wearing a snow-capped mountain white wolf head hat behind the Blackstone clan. Beside the Boqing wolf cub were several senior members of the Blackstone clan.
But at this moment, the people placed on guard by the Blackstone clan heard screams one after another, and a group of people with black paint made from plant juices on their faces and holding long knives dripping with blood appeared on the way. It is a Qiu Sheng family, one of the five major tribes on the plateau.
"Haha, Basang Jiama, you didn't expect to see me, an old friend here, did you? Seeing you Blackstone clan people sneaking around, I knew there must be something good going on. Why don't we, the Qiu Sheng family, know what the good thing is? , and let our Qiu Sheng family participate." A senior member of the Qiu Sheng family laughed.
Basang Jiama, translated as Fatty Basang.
This is not a pleasant nickname. To be able to call a high-ranking member of the Blackstone Family such a direct nickname means that the person's status in the Qiusheng family is definitely one that can touch the core of the high-level people.
A fat, bald man in the upper echelon of the Blackstone clan had a darkened face and said with disgust in his eyes: "Tsering Baza, why do I see your disgusting pockmarked face no matter where you go?"
Tsering Bazaar means pock-marked face Bazaar. People from the Chou Sheng family have been smearing black paint on their faces for generations. The senior leaders of the Blackstone Family said this in public, which is tantamount to slapping people in the face again and again, and specifically spreading snow salt on their scars. The two parties were so angry that they almost started fighting directly.
However, the scolding war was a scolding war. The top executives of the Blackstone clan also knew that they were being entangled by people from the Qiu Sheng family today. They would not be able to do anything good unless they cut off a piece of their flesh. Although they were unwilling to do so, they were very happy after the brief meeting between the two top executives. They quickly formed a temporary alliance and wanted to end things here as soon as possible to avoid another incident.
Next, Bo Qing and the senior officials from both parties quickly approached, and then Bo Qing looked at Mr. Yiyun who was disguised as a man: "I know that the Han woman among you can understand what I said. Now that the tantric masters have left, No one can protect you anymore, so hand over all the precious medicinal materials and prescriptions that you feed to those low-life serfs every day. I know you must still have a lot of them, and you waste precious medicinal materials on those low-life serfs every day."
This wolf boy was very strong when he first appeared, as if he had already convinced Jin An and the others: "Don't try to explain. I once secretly captured a few serfs to cut open their stomachs and study the undigested broth. I opened them and looked at them." Bone marrow, dug out their hearts, livers, spleens, lungs and kidneys can make them not afraid of the cold in the snowy mountains, their qi and blood are strong, and their energy is as inexhaustible as that of cattle and horses. The number of deaths every day has dropped sharply, just because their stomachs have not finished digesting it. It has something to do with the broth, you possess medicinal materials as valuable as dragon essence, flesh and blood."
"Don't try to escape. We have been watching you for a long time. In the past, it was because the Buddhas in several major monasteries protected Master Yongcuo who was close to you, and also protected you by the way, so you are allowed to live safely until now. Now there is no one to protect you, and this is a flat ground that is not conducive to your escape and counterattack. Even if you can fight again, as long as I give the order, there will be a lot of worthless serfs to throw you down. This is a few meters from the ground. Forty or fifty feet high, no one can survive.”
It's like a dead end.
The opponent counts every step as a death.
In order to kill with one strike, the plan must be meticulous and flawless.
Even the senior officials of the Blackstone Clan seemed to have convinced Jin An and the others. They smiled smugly at the senior executives of the Killing Clan and said, "What about our Bo Qing's plan? Our descendants of the Blackstone Clan are smarter than all of your clan." Young people added together, right? Hahaha."
Another senior member of the Blackstone clan also praised without hesitation: "It's because even the Snow Mountain Praise God has blessed me, the Blackstone clan, that we have a person like Bo Qing who is cruel, merciless, smart, and can eat people." Even the guardian gods praised him. As long as he is given some time to grow, he will definitely grow into a new generation of Jebu on the plateau."
Jeb means king.
Renbaza, a high-ranking member of the killing clan who was previously proud of having picked up a piece of fat while cutting off his beard, turned his eyes gloomy at this time and said nothing.
The Jin'an people, who were surrounded by layers of forces from both sides, looked at the Blackstone Clan and the Killing Clan with calm expressions from the beginning to the end.
Jin An turned to Qi Bo and said, "Qi Bo, this is what children are talking about when they play house."
Well, Qi Bo was stunned for a moment, and then nodded in a dumbfounded way. As expected, this Taoist priest Jin'an was really...his words were shocking every time.
After hearing Jin An's description, Master Yiyun couldn't help but slightly raise the corners of his mouth.
Bo Qing frowned: "What are you talking about?"
When Bo Qing listened to his translator, he drew his sword in anger and killed the translator next to him. He was moody, violent and cruel.
The translator's body fell directly to the ground dozens of feet high and turned into a pulp.
In fact, Bo Qing is fifteen or sixteen years old, with a handsome and upright figure. Because of the harsh plateau climate, even nobles appear older than the people in the Central Plains. He looks about twenty years old, so Jin An described him as a child playing house. It is indeed a bit insulting to a fifteen or sixteen year old boy who has already matured his mind.
What's more, he is still a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy who thinks that he is the master of strategizing, has all the tricks, everyone is drunk, and I am alone, and has a strong self-esteem.
"Do you still think it's funny?" Bo Qing held up the stone knife that was still dripping with warm blood, his eyes cold.
"You, come and translate for them."
Bo Qing pointed at another translator, who was frightened and translated.
Jin An's eyes turned cold: "Do you know why we are laughing? The children's cleverness has actually been seen through by the adults, but the adults are too lazy to take it seriously. It is not that the Tantric monks are protecting us, but the existence of those Tantric monks makes you His life has been preserved till now."
"But when you say that you are secretly arresting people to be used as medicine people for research, no one here today can save you!"
I never imagined that the hearts of these nobles could be so vicious and inhumane.
Some of the people who lied about being crushed to death by snow and whose bodies could not be found seemed to have been captured by the Blackstone clan's people, and one can imagine their fate.
At this moment, the smiles on the faces of Qi Bo and Mr. Yiyun were all gone. Mr. Yiyun's voice was cold and translating. When they heard that the Blackstone clan had committed such a crime that dehumanized humanity, the Blackstone clan had become a dead person in their eyes.
"Those who provoke me, the Black Stone clan, will die! Anyone who provokes me, Bo Qing, will die even more!" Bo Qing's voice was cold and faint, with a cold look on his handsome face. With a wave of his hand, he issued an attack order.
"Silly sheep! Take action! Take your seat, old man!" But someone took action first than Blackstone.
The goat carrying the old Taoist priest was like a white siege crossbow that had been charging for a long time. It shot out from the string. The bark of the tree, which was as long as the cliffs and rocks, was the most favorable terrain for it and was the closest to it. The five or six Blackstone clan members were holding tree bark in one hand and stone knives in the other. The stone knives had been knocked away by white siege crossbows before they could even lift them up.
The goat was as big as an ox, and wherever he passed it was like being bombarded by a siege ballistae. It was unstoppable, with heavy explosions and successive sounds of bone breaking.
Five or six people were hit on the spot so that their sternums were shattered, and they vomited blood and internal organs. Then, with desperate screams, they fell dozens of feet and were smashed into meat patties.
In just a few blinks of an eye, several waves of goats, a total of more than a dozen people, had already crashed into the ancient tree, and desperate screams could be heard in the ears.
Just as the goat turned into a siege ballista and rushed out, Jin An, Master Yiyun, and Qi Bo also rushed out together. Each of them protected Jin An's flanks, knocking away waves of Blackstone clansmen and killing clansmen. clan members, allowing Jin An to rush straight to the top leaders of the two clans without any scruples.
"You are seeking your own death! It just so happens that I had no intention of letting you leave alive today. Since I can't cheat you out of the prescription, I can only step on your corpses to get those precious medicinal materials to make up for our clan's losses today!"
Bo Qing's eyes were cold, looking at Jin An who was rushing toward him, showing a terrifying murderous intent: "Don't you really like to do good deeds, don't you really want to be a Bodhisattva, don't you really like to help those most worthless serfs! Then! Just go to hell and become a Bodhisattva! Let me see today whether you are truly merciful or false in the face of life and death, whether you are truly kind or false and hypocritical!"
Following Bo Qing's order, the Blackstone clan brought dozens of mature serfs and a dozen young serfs with chains around their necks, and then used whips to drive these serfs to kill Jin'an and others, and put Jin'an and others to death. An and the others threw themselves down from the sacred tree and fell to death.
When each tribe went into the mountains, they brought many serfs with them to carry burdens and miscellaneous items.
The dozen or so young serfs with chains around their necks were all "horses" brought by Bo Qing.
However, the serfs who had always looked numb and had already resigned themselves to their fate and would never disobey the orders of the nobles, looked at Jin An and Young Master Yiyun, and at this time, they actually had a slight hesitation.
puff!
A head fell to the ground.
Then another head fell to the ground.
Several serfs were killed by Blackstone in succession, but still no one came forward.
"Why don't you obey orders!"
"Do you all want to die?"
A senior member of the Blackstone clan roared angrily. Even a few of the humblest serfs dared to openly disobey their orders. Thinking that they had lost Lianlian in front of the Sessho family, they became angry and killed several people in a row.
"Sacred Cow and Jin, Jin'an Bodhisattva, Yiyun La, Ram, they... are... good people!" Although several prime-age serfs were afraid of the butcher's knife, they still spoke their inner words. They no longer accepted their fate numbly, but began to have own judgment in life.
"Bastard!" The senior management was furious. Just as he was about to raise his legs and kick the serfs who were speaking out of the sacred tree, bang!
He suddenly felt a violent shock in his body, and the impact pain was more severe than being hit by a snow-capped beast. It spread throughout his body, as if all the bones in his body were shattered at this moment, and his eyes were bloodshot and congested.
Then he felt that his body was light and he lost his weight. The sacred tree kept shrinking in front of his eyes, and his body flew away quickly. Before completely losing consciousness, he only saw a Taoist priest in the bloody world, like a tiger among the sheep, among his own people. Rampage, unstoppable.
The strongest masters in the clan were all knocked away without even being able to block a single move.
Even Tsering Baza, the Qiusheng family member who had been fighting with him all his life, had his head smashed by the opponent's palm and fell from the sacred tree.
Looking at the Han Taoist priest who was unstoppable and more terrifying than the Snow Mountain Zan Demon, at this moment, he had the illusion that he was seeing a mysterious demon who could fight the gods and Buddhas all over the sky by himself, and he seemed to be seeing a demon who could easily kill clansmen by himself. The mysterious master of the first warrior Black King Kong, the two figures overlapped, and then their vision went dark and they lost consciousness.
Raindrops kept falling from the sacred tree.
It’s just that these black raindrops are all people.
This was a massacre without any suspense, but the people being massacred were the Blackstone clan and the Ssicide clan who were more numerous. No matter how they begged for mercy or how they escaped, they could not escape this cold-blooded massacre.
There is no bloody smell permeating the sacred tree, but the murderous intention of falling into the icy lake envelopes everyone's heart.
"Why, how could this be like this..." Bo Qing's complexion changed. He overestimated himself and underestimated the enemy. He finally understood what the other party said. All conspiracies and tricks are just children's play in the face of absolute strength...
"Kill him! I don't bother to know his origins! We must never cause any further trouble!" Bo Qing's face was ferocious. He made a mistake today and provoked someone he shouldn't have provoked. His eyes were bloodshot and filled with hatred.
That man was cold-blooded and ruthless, killing everyone around him. This fatal sense of oppression, like suffocation, made him crazy and lose his calm thinking. He would never be as ruthless, calm and conceited as before. He did not see that the people around him were getting worse and worse. The less they are, the more they can only kill the other party by any means necessary.
It wasn't until the screams in his ears disappeared and all the members of the Blackstone Clan and the Sessho Clan were killed that he woke up from the massacre with a chill all over his body.
Jin An landed silently and suddenly appeared in front of Bo Qing, with a cold expression on his face: "Do you know why I left you alone? Because I also want you to taste the despair they experienced."
Bo Qing was so frightened that his legs became weak and he almost lost his footing and fell: "You can't kill me. If all our people are dead and no one comes back alive, even if you take those serfs out, they will My family, Ajia Aji, sisters and brothers will all be regarded as traitors and killed, and then their heads will be cut off and made into Gabala wine bowls. The soul will be sealed in the Gabala wine bowl forever and will not be reincarnated! The only way is to let me go. Go back, only with my intercession can you save these humble serfs, and only then can you save their families!"
At this moment, the Han man in Taoist robes in front of him was a murderous god in his eyes, the most terrifying Zan Demon in the snow mountain epic legend. For the first time, he felt the terrifying pressure of his heart stopping at any time.
Jin An regained his sense of oppression: "Is what he said true?"
Jin An looked at the stunned serfs.
After the serfs came back to their senses, the joy on their faces dimmed again, and the fire in their eyes was extinguished again, turning into numb expressions and nodding.
Bo Qing Bo Qing thought he had found Jin An's weakness. He held up the hat made of the head of the Snow Mountain Wolf King on his head to cover up his inner panic.
"So, now that I am the only one left, you must not kill me. Instead, you must protect my personal safety. You must not let me suffer any harm. You must escort me all the way back to the Blackstone clan. Only then can I be the leader and protector of the tribe. Please intercede for those serfs before God." Bo Qing said with flashing eyes.
"Jin'an Bodhisattva, Yiyun Ram, Qi Bo, and the sacred cow..." The serfs suddenly spoke.
"Thanks……"
"We know that you are all good people. You have helped us so much along the way. It is too much for us to make so many unreasonable demands now. Snow mountain praise gods, temple Buddhas and Bodhisattvas will all think that we are too greedy..."
"But! Please kill Bo Qing! Only in this way can we save our Aga Aji! Brothers and sisters! Please kill Bo Qing!"
Although Jin An and Qi Bo could not understand the Tubo language, they and Mr. Yiyun had a bad premonition, but it was too late to save people. The serfs jumped off the sacred tree, willing to sacrifice themselves to save the people. The whole family's life.
Jin An looked at the hesitating serf boys and shouted hoarsely: "No!"
But those young serfs who had already resigned themselves to their fate and whose eyes were numb gradually began to have hope in their eyes: "Kill Bo Qing, and my family will no longer have to be used as horses for others to ride on!"
"I'll give you a little brother!"
"My Ajiaji is not in good health, and I need my brother to stay by my side to take care of me!"
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"Tochena!"
Thanks.
All those young serfs let go and fell into the sacred tree.
Seeing that he would rather commit suicide than hope to die, Bo Qing was so frightened that his hands and feet were cold and his mind went blank. He couldn't understand why these people were not afraid of death. After death, there would be nothing, no warmth, no warmth, no white fox coat milk wine, and endless gold...
Jin'an and the others wanted to save people, but in the end they couldn't save anyone, because they only had hands and feet, and it was difficult to even stand firm. How could they save someone who wanted to die.
"I finally understand the state of mind of the old Taoist, and I finally understand why the old Taoist took off his Taoist robe and put on the monk's robe to teach and educate the world. He wanted to save people, but it was easier to save people than to save the heart. We saved those poor serfs today, but It also indirectly kills more of their relatives, so do we save people or harm others in exchange? Do we think that we have done good deeds and have complete merits, or have we become the butcher's helper? If we save one person in exchange for killing ten people , then what is the difference between us and those hypocrites who talk about fake kindness and then let the snake return to the forest and walk away? We can save one person or a hundred people, but we cannot wake up this numb era. ! But if no one stands up, who will wake up this dark and numb era!"
Jin An's voice was hoarse.
Feeling sad.
But he couldn't vent his anger.
He did not torture and kill Bo Qing, who liked to treat people like dogs or horses. He slapped his palm gently to break all his heart veins, and then gave him a gentle push to let him feel the despair of falling and the serfs being beaten before he died. He oppressed a lifetime of pain.
At this time, the old Taoist priest, blindfolded and sitting on the back of a goat, was still concentrating on reciting "The Mysterious Sutra of the Supreme Master of the Xuan Ling Bao in Taishang Cave to Save Suffering and Eradicate Sins". He did not interrupt the sutra, but his tears were already wet. Blindfolded with cloth and old face.
"...the gods of the ten directions, numbering like sand and dust, transform into the realms of the ten directions to save heavenly people. They use their energy to gather merit and save sinners with one voice. Sinners are really pitiful. I will now speak of the wonderful sutra. Recite the incomparable sutra." Rest and return without pausing. Enjoy great blessings in heaven and no pain in hell..."
