"Demon? I thought you would call me a saint." The woman leaned against the prison wall and had no intention of standing up. "Humans are born with different levels. There are no cold children in the gentry, and no doctors in the poor family.

Even if a person is in trouble, he will become rich later. His ancestors must have the bloodline of higher-level people. Because since the beginning of heaven and earth, the gods have created things, the higher-level people are meticulously crafted, while the lower-level people are just making scraps of higher-level people.

No one with ten or hundreds of scraps is as good as one of the higher-class people. What’s wrong with using their bodies to exchange for the health of higher-class people? What’s wrong with it?

Old Emperor, you are weak and sick now. As for your current body, you can only last for another three years. If you exchange the body of an ordinary person for your health and extend your life for twenty years or thirty years, don’t you think it’s a good deal?”

"It's not worth it!" Si Zheng shook his head lightly.

"It's not worth it? Isn't this like what you, the emperor who is already full of illness, can say?"

"Because I have done everything in my life, I have no regrets and no ambitions to fulfill. From the day I abdicated, I have let go of the world.

Life is what I want, but the greatness of Dayu is what I want for thousands of generations.

If I receive your evil deeds and be able to live forever, I will be driven by you and cannot destroy the teaching of the Eternal Life. The teaching of the Eternal Life is a cult, and this evil technique is very harmful. If you keep it, you will be raising a tiger."

"You say it nicely now, but what is the situation when you really die? Do you know how many people can do anything to survive? I have seen with my own eyes that a man was suffering from a terminal illness. I don't know which warlock said that his close heart could cure his illness. When he went home, he dug out his own daughter's heart and cooked soup.

Instead of believing in those irrelevant nonsense, it is better to believe in my Changsheng Sect. At least, those who believe in Changsheng Sect can live forever. Even if you decide the Changsheng Sect as a cult, what if? As long as you can live forever, some people will go on a moth to the fire one after another."

"So, I can't give you a chance." A sharp light burst out in Si Zheng's eyes. He came to Shuzhou with some enlightenment.

"Lu Qing, Liu Qing."

"I am here! The Changsheng Cult is a cult and it is very harmful. It is necessary to cut it off. I have ordered the military headquarters to ban Shuzhou, if necessary... like Chuzhou back then."

"My memory... obey the order!"

Lu Sheng thought Si Zheng was here to treat the disease, but Lu Sheng underestimated Si Zheng's awareness. Or, Si Zheng had many flaws in being an emperor. But Si Zheng's awareness definitely reached the highest level of the emperor.

If you don’t be happy with things or be sad with yourself, what you see in your eyes is just the world.

From a selfish perspective, even if you hold the Cult of Eternity firmly in your hands, it is OK to use the death row prisoner as the transfer target.

But don’t forget that death is what humans cannot face the most, and life is what people desire the most. In the face of life, anything can happen.

Some people can take risks for money and glory and wealth. Some people will stick to the moral bottom line and believe that a gentleman loves money and gets it well. However, Lu Sheng dares to be sure that almost everyone will take risks for life.

Control? Who controls? Who can control?

Anyone who comes into contact with the Celestial Sect may be bewitched until the world is in chaos.

It was precisely because Si Zheng saw this ending that he decided without hesitation that the Eternal Life Sect must be strangled into the bud. When he compromised at the moment, he could indeed have more life. However, it was equivalent to handing over his life to others.

I am the emperor, and my life is only given to heaven!

The next day, there were crowds of people above Chuangtianfu Central Square.

For the public trial of the Saint of the Eternal Life, all the top nobles in Shuzhou were present. Countless people who had a good impression of the Eternal Life, many people who were treated by the Eternal Life, and more people who watched the fun came.

The sun gradually rises, and the warm sunshine falls on the earth.

Lu Sheng sat upright on the presiding stage, with the King of Shu on his left and the Prefect of Shuzhou Stay on his right.

"King of Shu, Shi Taishou, the time is almost over." Lu Sheng said lightly, lifting the gavel high and leading the prisoner.

"Ba"

After the public trial, the Saint of Eternal Life was escorted by two female guards. They were wearing heavy handcuffs on their hands, and the iron chains under their feet weighed dozens of kilograms. They moved step by step, making a crisp sound of chains.

"Saint--"

"Saint...how could they treat you like this..."

"Saint--"

Suddenly, there were a lot of crying among the onlookers.

Many excited people wanted to rush to the stage to rescue their goddess. But they sighed in front of the Xuantian Guard's army.

"Kneel down—"

The two female guards pressed the Saint of Immortality, but they were unable to press them several times.

"I am the saint of the Heavenly Lord of the Eternal Life, how can I kneel down to the mortals?"

"You are not mortals, but the people. You use magic to harm the people, but you dare not kneel!" Lu Sheng shouted sternly. In an instant, a golden hand slapped the Saint of Immortality from the sky, pressed the Saint of Immortality to the ground. If you don't kneel, you have to kneel!

"Sir, you can't do this-"

"Benefather..."

"Silent!" Lu Sheng shouted again, his voice coming into the ears of every citizen present like a thunder sound of a tiger and leopard. All the noisy people only felt a roar in their heads, and the entire venue instantly turned into dead silence.

"Saint of Immortality, I am now treating you, harming the people, and transferring people's illnesses and scars, causing more than 300 people who should have healthy limbs and are not sick or disasters to suffer from injuries and illnesses. Can you admit your guilt?"

The Saint of Immortality sneered, but was not talking.

But if these words are heard by the people, they will be subversive.

Is there anything so inconsistent in the government? It is obvious that the Changsheng Cult has treated more than 300 people, allowing those who have suffered from illness to recover from their health. Why did you harm more than 300 people?

If you are so inverted right and wrong, the people of Dashuzhou will not agree.

Suddenly, the people all started to make a fuss.

"Silent!" Lu Sheng shouted again, stood up, and slowly came to the front of the stage.

"Do you, the people of Dayu, don't you understand why this official said so? Do you think the government is turning black and white?"

The people at the scene calmed down one by one. Under Lu Sheng's aura, they all pricked up their ears and listened to what the government said.

"The magical arts of the Changsheng Sect are far less amazing than you think. What are the living dead and the wonderful hands to rejuvenate? They are all fake! The secret arts of the Changsheng Sect only convert injuries to others.

It was like the east wall of a room was broken. He demolished the west wall and repaired the east wall. If we only look at the east wall, it was indeed repaired. But what about the west wall? Shouldn't it be broken?"

"Ah?" The people were stunned.

"So that's the case? If this is the case, then the Celestial Sect will really die." Most of the people present came to see the fun. They were not sick or disasters, nor were they favored by the Celestial Sect, so they could still retain their rationality.

"What should be damned? What does the government say mean?"

"Yes, what the government said is what? I said they are wrongly accusing the Saint."

"Yes, evidence, we want evidence!"

"You want evidence, right?" Lu Sheng was satisfied, because he was afraid that the people were tough and unreasonable, so it would be difficult to deal with it. If you present the facts and reason, the people would cover their ears and not listen, and the turtle chanting scriptures, it would be a headache.

"Come on, give evidence!"

A Xuantianwei ran to the stage with great strides, unfolded the file, and began to recite it to the top.

"In March of the third year of Xingsheng, the Changsheng Cult first entered Shuzhou and treated a serious tuberculosis patient and recovered instantly. This was a miracle of preaching. However, on the same day, in Hexi Village not far away, a man surnamed Li suddenly coughed and rushed to the clinic but was told that he was in the late stage of tuberculosis. However, this man surnamed Li has always been strong and has not had a cold or fever for several years.

The disease of tuberculosis is by no means an acute disease, but a cumulative disease over the years. It is impossible to suddenly become severe and die after a few days.

In April of the third year of Xingsheng, he was in Taiping County..."

Xuantian Mansion’s records are clear and recorded in time. Even if you don’t understand your brain, you can read it according to his thoughts and discover the truth. The expressions of the people began to become wonderful.

From the beginning of disbelief to the later solemnity.

Because many things recorded in Xuantian Mansion are even more of what they have heard of.

"Hey, I know that person. The man was beaten to death on the bed overnight. Later, his wife was sentenced to death by the government, but when she left, she was crying for injustice.

Overnight, the bones on his body were broken and died directly. It turned out that it was done by the Changsheng Sect? I thought it was really his wife who beat him to death. That wife was really unfairly killed."

"Yes, there is also the one who is so cluttered that he was still doing farm work at that time."

The people present, from the initial surprise to the subsequent discussion, saw the change in attitude by the people on the stage. The people of the King of Shu suddenly began to communicate with each other again.

Why hasn’t the emperor’s imperial edict arrived yet? If this continues, Lu Sheng will be closing the case.

However, the climax of people's doubts was completely pushed to the climax in a case.

"In May of the fourth year of Xingsheng, the Changsheng Cultivation saved Dai Hou and lost his left leg for twenty years. At the same time, at another place, a farmer suddenly fell in the field and his left leg was not easy to fly..."

"ah--"

Suddenly, a shrill scream erupted from the crowd. A figure as crazy as a demon suddenly rushed out of the crowd. He was riding a crutch under his armpit and hitting the barrier of the Xuantian Mansion regardless of everything.

The people around him hurriedly dispersed, but when they saw clearly, the legs of his left leg were empty.

"Legs...my legs...it turns out that my legs...it was you...you took away...ah...my legs...why did you take away my legs...why..."

Seeing the farmer like a beggar, losing his left leg but only squirming on the ground miserably, the people suddenly stood upright behind their backs.

You can't just see the people who have been saved by the Changsheng Sect, but you have to look at those who died of sudden serious illness and serious injury. You have to let the Changsheng Sect do this, what if it's yourself every time?

It was already an hour later that Xuan Tianwei was dry and his mouth was dry, and Lu Sheng was also very satisfied with the reactions of the people present. The people were still reasonable.

"Everyone, all the evidence is here, and the evidence is as strong as a mountain. What else do you have to say?" Lu Sheng's eyes swept to the people, and the most terrifying thing was just now, and he didn't dare to look at Lu Sheng's eyes again.

Even in my heart, I felt deeply guilty.

"I have!" Suddenly, a clear sound rang out of the crowd.
Chapter completed!