An Qisheng slowly lowered his eyes, and countless tragic scenes that only he could see flashed through his mind.
Mass grave is definitely not just three words.
A mass grave represents the death of millions of people in fear and despair, and the disintegration of thousands of families.
Death, what does death mean?
In his memory, he could see that Mrs. Wu, or the Wu family in Wuzhou, had already summarized a complete system of violent death.
Getting sick without medical treatment, dying of hunger and thirst, being killed for no reason, being deprived of vitality, burned by fire, drowned in water, killed by evil beasts, fallen off a cliff, cursed with poison...
Hundreds of thousands of ways to die would make anyone shudder when they see it.
What is the difference between instructing others to do something and doing it yourself?
In other words, if the soul control insect itself does not have some aura of a person who died suddenly, there may be backlash if he does it by himself, and the people of the Wu family will not care about doing it by himself.
At this point, he didn't want to say a word.
Just a long sigh.
Phew~
The sigh floated in the air and lingered for a long time.
Hearing the sound of sighs floating around, many people were slightly startled, but Mrs. Wu's expression changed, and her heart suddenly felt cold, and it was as cold as bone.
At this moment, she felt an indescribable horror coming to the world. In a trance, it seemed as if all the darkness in the world was sweeping in and was about to completely submerge her!
For a moment, she felt as if her heart was being held by an invisible hand, and the turbulent and terrifying breath blocked all her breathing channels, almost suffocating her.
"Real person~~~"
Under such a huge impact, Mrs. Wu suddenly let out a hysterical scream:
"Why are you?!"
Why do you want to attack me?
We obviously had a great time talking...
No!
No!
There was endless fear in her heart, but the soul-controlling insects in her body had already screamed silently, gushing out from her mouth, nose, and countless pores all over her body.
The terrifying and ferocious fluctuations swept forward along with the black mist and the strong wind, and instantly turned into a large black shield several people high.
The shield was as black as ink, with countless runes faintly visible on it, and dense soul-manipulating insects criss-crossing it, outlining a ferocious demon god with two heads and four arms.
boom!
The next moment, the shield exploded into pieces.
Accompanied by a pitiful scream, a hand as white as jade pushed past, causing ripples in the void wherever it passed, as if it was distorted, making an overwhelmed groaning sound.
The direction in which the palm struck horizontally created a long passage that seemed to be an absolute vacuum.
"No!"
Mrs. Wu was extremely frightened.
At this moment, the surrounding void seemed to have turned into a physical entity, locking her tightly in it. Facing this powerful palm, she could neither retreat nor escape.
Can't even pick up!
boom!
Before the scream could even reach the ground, Mrs. Wu's whole body had been blown up into the sky, and her flesh and bones were instantly beaten into tiny particles invisible to the naked eye by the immense force!
The aftermath spread, and wherever it passed, the void seemed to be split in half and could not be healed for a long time.
It was only then that the many real people who were watching this scene came back to their senses.
This, what happened?
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
There were cruel roars everywhere in the void.
Mrs. Wu’s almost distorted roar echoed among the mountains:
"Why? Why did you kill me? Why did you kill me?!!!"
"No wonder living with insects for thousands of years is somewhat interesting. Unfortunately, these insects can't save you."
Hearing the shouts coming from all directions, An Qisheng said lightly.
Soul-controlling insects can coexist with souls. This old lady Wu takes soul-controlling insects as her destiny. If the sea of insects is not destroyed, she will not die.
Otherwise, with her cultivation level, she wouldn't be able to withstand his palm.
Even if he just slapped it casually.
Phew~
Before he could finish his words, he suddenly pulled back his slapping palm, and clasped his five fingers in vain.
Buzz~
With just a simple clenched fist, the void in all directions seemed to collapse around his palm.
The dust and air waves visible to the naked eye, the essence of heaven and earth invisible to the naked eye, and the tiny particles all suddenly reversed.
The whistling and enveloping countless tiny soul-controlling insects sank into An Qisheng's palm.
"you......"
Mrs. Wu's screams suddenly stopped and were completely silenced by her palm.
An Qisheng did not answer her unwilling questions, just as she did not care about the questions of those who died in his hands.
Phew~
There was a sudden silence among the mountains, and the calm atmosphere before suddenly disappeared.
Everyone's expressions changed, they didn't know what expression to make, let alone what to say.
There was no grievance or enmity, and there was no interest at all. For a moment, they never understood why An Qisheng wanted to take action against Mrs. Wu.
However, some people have heard some rumors, and at this time, enlightenment arises in their hearts.
"I dare to ask the real person, why did you suddenly take action?"
After a while, an old man in a robe asked cautiously.
Mrs. Wu had no friendship with most of the people present. Many people had never even seen her, but they saw a real person who had developed magical powers being killed for no reason.
I can't help but feel a little uneasy in my heart.
Moody people are the most frightening, especially those with profound and unpredictable abilities.
"I just feel unhappy."
An Qisheng put down his palm. These soul-controlling insects were quite valuable, but he didn't know what they could 'replace' with them.
do not like?
Many people looked at each other, seeing the fear in each other's eyes.
Killing a real person just because he didn't like it, or a real person from a thousand-year-old family?
This is no longer moody, this is clearly murderous.
"The rumors are true. Taoist An really hates evil and kills decisively."
Master Tianji slowly spoke:
"It seems that the Taoist priest is going to be a saint."
His intelligence is spread all over Daqing, and his innate calculations are at the pinnacle. Of course, because of the chaos of heaven, what he knows, sees, and can deduce is not comparable to ordinary people.
What An Qisheng has done in the past few years cannot be hidden from him.
Because An Qisheng didn't hide it at all.
Judging from the incident and the person, he had a vague idea of what kind of person An Qisheng was.
saint?
Xiao Feng, Xiantian Taoist, Master Baihu and others were all slightly shocked.
How come they don’t know the word saint?
Gu Changfeng, the Lord of the Netherworld who ended the chaos of ancient times, wiped out the demonic atmosphere in the world, established the City God of the Underworld, and opened the Netherworld Underworld, was called a saint.
"One of my teachers once said when he was young, to do first-class things and be a first-class person, but he is him and I am me. He can be a saint, but I cannot and cannot do it."
An Qisheng replied lightly, and then glanced around:
"I'm a little bit murderous..."
His eyes were as calm as his words, but as his gaze swept across, each real person felt a trembling feeling that they couldn't look directly at, and they faintly sensed something.
Involuntarily, everyone's complexion changed slightly, and the magic power in their bodies surged.
"Killing..."
Ruyi Monk's eyes moved, and he recalled something, and there was a trace of vicissitudes in his eyes.
He seemed to have anticipated something and wanted to speak.
"Fellow Taoist, do you want to punish evil and promote good?"
Taoist Tianji has spoken again, seemingly with a hint of expectation:
"The old Taoist is willing to hear the details and wait and see."
"There is no good or disgusting body, and there are good and evil actions. A thought that is not good is an evil deed. There is no absolute good and evil in the world, and I am not qualified to define the good and evil of all things, and the good and evil of others... .
What I do is not about punishing evil and promoting good. It is just practicing my own way and trying to achieve a clear idea! "
An Qisheng put his hands flat on his knees and his eyes slowly lowered.
The way of heaven and humanity, good and evil, right and wrong, cannot be clearly distinguished or explained.
He would not use the banner of morality to denounce others or endorse what he has done.
He is not a saint, not a god, and certainly not a perfect person.
What he wants, his thoughts are clear, and what he does, his knowledge and action are unified.
that is it.
As for whether you are good or evil, Buddha or Tao, demon or evil in the eyes of others, what does it matter?
Phew~
There was deathly silence among the mountains of the Western Mountains, with only An Qisheng's voice floating in the air.
Many real people, such as Dujie Daoist, seemed to have anticipated something. Many people had slowly stood up, and shadows appeared behind them, stirring the essence of the world and gathering strength to be on guard.
"An Zhenren, what on earth are you going to do?!"
A real person who has transcended the tribulation suddenly stood up, looked at An Qisheng, and his body tensed:
"If we have offended Zhenren in any way, Zhenzhen just tell us and we will make amends for it and will never do it again in the future!"
Not only him, but many Masters of the Tribulation also stood up with solemn expressions.
Because, as the words drifted, the mountains of the Western Mountains were suddenly filled with a biting chill. This was more terrifying than the twelfth lunar month in winter, and it was even more unacceptable.
This is the murderous intention of the soul.
If you don't send it, it's nothing. If you send it, it will be earth-shattering.
"I'm not a domineering person."
An Qisheng calmly responded to many real people's questions.
Rumble~
Wind and clouds gathered in the sky, and the sky was completely ink. Suddenly there was lightning and thunder, thunder dragons rolled, and electric snakes raged.
Smoke and dust are everywhere in the mountains, dead branches and leaves are flying in the wind, and the remaining snow is drifting.
He looked like a storm was about to come.
"you......"
The real person who asked the question twitched his mouth, and the hairs all over his body suddenly stood up, feeling an indescribable and powerful murderous intention.
It was only then that he felt the power that Taoist Tianyi once felt.
There was no fluctuation of the essence of heaven and earth, but it seemed that everything in the sky and the earth was rioting, and there were turbulent waves in all directions, and it seemed that the next moment would fall into eternal silence.
"Since you are all here to attend the Ten Thousand Dharma Conference this time, you cannot return empty-handed..."
An Qisheng's voice was neither high nor low, but it suppressed the sound of thunder rolling in the sky, clearly echoing in the ears and hearts of everyone present:
"At this time, there are a total of one hundred and forty-seven people in the Ten Thousand Dharma Altar! Among them, there are two Yuanshen and thirty-six Great Masters of Tribulation. The rest are also heroes of their own sect, kings of their own land, and have achieved magical powers. , a real person with a life span of hundreds..."
Amidst the howling wind and the invisible threat, no one in the Ten Thousand Dharma Altar could sit down, except for the Ruyi monk and the Taoist Tianji.
Everyone stood up involuntarily, their gazes and thoughts focused on the center of the Ten Thousand Dharma Altar.
Then, they saw the Taoist in white raise a finger:
"Take my move, life or death..."
After a pause, An Qisheng looked around, calmly and indifferently:
"As I wish!"
