At the same time, high in the sky, somewhere in the space, a divine thought was watching everything that happened in Rakshasa Village.
At this moment, seeing Lin Xiaolu alone frightening everyone, he couldn't help but feel a bit of surprise in his thoughts, and for the first time he noticed the young man holding a knife and frightening everyone.
"It seems that we have to move forward~"
At this moment, Liu Boyang's expression in the sky was ugly. He looked around at his classmates who had their heads lowered and were silent, and he immediately knew what they were thinking.
This group of people didn't want to be the first, but they didn't want to give up the opportunity of the Heavenly Realm, so they watched here. After all, Lin Xiaolu's current spearhead only pointed at himself, so they wanted to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, and wait and see what happens!
What a traitor!
The angry Liu Boyang looked at Gongyang Xiamu, who was looking up at the sky and showing off his lower body, feeling angry and aggrieved at the same time.
We have agreed to work together to find opportunities in the realm of heaven and humanity!
How could you take it off so quickly?
He glared at Gongyang Xiamu fiercely, and then looked at Lin Xiaolu, who was watching eagerly below. He quickly thought about whether to teleport and escape, but as soon as the idea came to his mind, he found that he was imprisoned by a strange aura. .
Liu Boyang's eyes narrowed, and he found that the leader of the Rakshasa tribe below was looking at him with cold eyes. His eyes seemed to say--Young man, I can't control more than 500 people. How can you not control it alone?
Seeing this look, Liu Boyang was completely confused. In this situation with no way out, he was not sure whether Lin Xiaolu was trying to scare him or if he really wanted to kill him against his teacher's orders. He didn't dare to take the gamble.
In the end, under the angry gazes of all his classmates in the sky and all the Rakshasa below, the boy lost all hope. With a jolt, his pants instantly disappeared into ashes, revealing his bare lower body.
After that, he fell from the sky and came to Lin Xiaolu, who had murderous intent in his eyes. He cupped his fists and said with a smile:
"Hahahaha, Brother Lin, what happened today is actually a misunderstanding. Don't worry, Brother Lin, I won't wear pants anymore. Whoever wears it will be a puppy."
After saying that, he turned to the Rakshasa clan leader and said with a guilty look on his face:
"Old sir, I am willing to bear the thorns to apologize, and I will work hard for you from now on. I am also willing to offer all the treasures in the ring to compensate for your losses."
Finally, he looked at Caleb, whose eyes were destroyed and covered in blood, and cried bitterly:
"Brother, I have misunderstood you! I am willing to be your eyes from now on and provide you with pension and compensation for you. I hope so."
"Wow!"
A sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded, and Lin Xiaolu's Dageng bronze weapon was swung out. Liu Boyang was shocked in the middle of the sentence, and quickly used his spiritual power to block it, but he couldn't block it at all. The spiritual shield shattered with a "Cang!" The person was also pushed back a hundred meters and fell to the ground!
This sudden sword attack surprised everyone, and many people were amazed at Lin Xiaolu's decisive killing.
In fact, when Liu Boyang apologized, some of the more honest Rakshasa people present had already given up their murderous intentions. After all, they had been isolated from the world all year round and were relatively simple in their views on people and things, but Lin Xiaolu did not think so.
In his philosophy, if you do evil things, you must pay with your life. Although Liu Boyang only tortured the Rakshasa tribe, he believed that intentional torture was more serious than killing. After all, just look at these Rakshasa tribesmen covered in blood. How they had suffered previously.
This kind of pain requires death!
In the middle of the field, Liu Boyang struggled to get up from the ground, with a trace of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. He looked at the classmates behind him and saw that no one was willing to help. He immediately gritted his teeth and roared:
"Lin Xiaolu! You are so shameless, you want to be beaten, right? I will fight with you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Boyang flew out like a trapped beast, and his back lit up with an extreme purple light!
Seeing Liu Boyang rushing towards him at a very fast speed, Lin Xiaolu snorted with an arrogant expression, raised the knife, and covered the huge blade with internal energy, preparing to chop off his head with one strike.
Others were also curious and paying attention, but at the moment when the two sides were about to face each other.
"Buzz buzz buzz..."
A continuous buzzing sound suddenly sounded between heaven and earth, and everyone present was stunned when they heard the sound.
In the field, Lin Xiaolu and Liu Boyang stopped at the same time, listening to the voice with confusion. The Yanbu clan leader's old eyes suddenly froze, and he turned to look at the sky on the left.
Following his gaze, the Rakshasa tribesmen, human monks, etc. all looked over. They saw, high in the sky on the left, a bride wearing red clothes and a phoenix crown.
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Seven days later, in the world of cultivating immortals, the Infinite Sect
Under the bright golden sky, Li Mingru, carrying a wine gourd, passed leisurely among the great masters of the heaven and human realm. As he walked, he admired the expressions of these great masters who were either disdainful, angry, embarrassed, or nervous. eyes, and then smiled contentedly.
Approaching the mountain gate, a monk in golden cassock looked at him expressionlessly, clasped his hands together, and bowed slightly:
"The sect leader has been waiting for Donor Li inside for a long time."
Li Mingru nodded with a smile, passed by the monk who bowed his head, and walked towards the steps.
"Um?"
Li Mingru suddenly stopped halfway through the walk, turned his head and smiled at the monk's back:
"Sakyamuni, are you ready to pass away?"
Hearing this, the monks in the Heavenly Realm present were shocked, and they all looked at the shining golden monk in disbelief.
The monk did not deny it, but smiled, turned his back to Li Mingru and said:
"It's not scary to do something wrong. What's scary is not having the courage to face your mistakes. The poor monk recently had the idea of reincarnation and rebuilding his cultivation. Donor Li is so powerful that he can actually see it. I admire him."
Hearing this, Li Mingru nodded, and then asked with a smile:
"If you pass away, who will be the Buddha?"
Hearing this question, Sakyamuni smiled calmly and said:
“Although Master Wugou is young, the poor monk has learned a lot from him.
Buddha teaches that all living beings are equal. Since all living beings are equal, there is no need for a Lord at all. "
As soon as these words came out, Li Mingru's eyes showed a trace of surprise. Then he thought for a moment, came behind Sakyamuni, and tapped his finger lightly on his lower back.
Shakya was stunned for a moment.
"Back then, you attacked me secretly and stabbed me in the back with a Kshatriya vajra. Now I return it to you, and we will settle the matter."
Sakyamuni smiled, turned around, looked at Li Mingru, then clasped his hands together and bowed again, saying in a respectful voice:
"Donor Li has mercy."
In the field, other powerful beings in the Heavenly Realm looked on dumbfounded.
This grudge that had lasted for hundreds of years was finally resolved at this moment.
After chatting with Sakyamuni for a few words, Li Mingru stepped up the stairs, carried the wine gourd, and walked into the magnificent hall. In the hall, Mu Chaoge was sitting on the spacious main seat, waiting without saying a word, not knowing what he was thinking. Something.
