Songshan Shaolin, Mahavira Hall.

Thousands of people were scattered around the square, looking towards the entrance of the hall.

The four old monks held rosary beads and kept moving them. They muttered words while looking at Dongfang Qing, who was only twenty-five or six years old in front of them.

Behind several old monks, there were also a group of young monks standing, all of them looking nervous, as if they had never seen such a large crowd come to the Shaolin Temple.

But when they saw Dongfang Qingzhi again, all the young monks suddenly turned red and stood blankly on the spot.

"Amitabha! I am empty. I have met the Eastern leader. I have sinned against you!"

As if sensing the strangeness of the young monks behind him, Master Kongxing hurriedly said the Buddha's name.

These young monks were all children received by the Shaolin Temple when they were escaping from the world. The oldest one at that time was only one or two years old.

Fifteen years have passed, and now she is only 16 or 17 years old. She has been growing up in the mountains, and she has never seen such a beautiful person.

Especially Dongfang Qing, who is about to perfect the Sunflower Magic Skill, her charm is really not something that ordinary people can resist.

Dongfang Qing naturally doesn't care about other people's reactions, let alone pay any attention to them.

If someone must act arrogantly in front of him, the sword in his hand is not for viewing.

Especially when the Sunflower Magic Skill is about to be completed, with one sword strike, ordinary people may not be able to see it, and the head will be separated.

However, the more he practices Sunflower Qi, the more Dongfang Qing feels about the impact of the weapon's weight, size and shape on the ultimate speed.

I finally understand why most people who practice the Sunflower Magic Art choose steel needles as weapons.

That's because only the shape and weight of the steel needle can unleash Sunflower Qi at an even more extreme speed and lethality.

Even Dongfang Qing asked a blacksmith to make a bag of steel needles and carry them with him.

After all, in times of crisis, it doesn't matter whether you look good or not, whether you are a girl or not, only whether you can kill the enemy and survive.

However, Dongfang Qing rarely used steel needles when facing enemies.

After all, it's not very glamorous. Although it's useless, he still wants the face.

"It seems that you were the participants who caused tens of thousands of deaths in Heyang Town?"

After hearing the words of Kongxing, Dongfang Qing also looked at Kongjian, who was about the same age next to him.

"That's right! I have met the benefactor in Kongjian. I was in trouble fifteen years ago. I have committed many sins. Amitabha, I am guilty of all the sins!"

As he spoke, he recited the Buddha's name with a face full of compassion.

"Master Dongfang, all these injustices were caused by the so-called immortal things back then. They were all karma. I have been chanting sutras and reciting scriptures for more than ten years, but I still feel uneasy!"

"Back then, the sky was clear and clear, and suddenly there was a roar, the sky exploded, and the blue light competed with the scorching sun. More than a dozen strange objects fell from the blue light and scattered between the sky and the earth."

"Since that day, killings have continued in the world, and various sects have competed for each other, resulting in the massacre of more than a dozen small towns. Heyang Town is just one of them. The evil in it cannot be washed away by Buddhism! Amitabha!"

Following Kong Jian's voice, the entire square outside the Main Hall suddenly became silent.

Immediately afterwards, bursts of secret sobbing suddenly sounded from the crowd.

"In order to save me, my parents dug a small hole in the ground with their hands, just enough to accommodate my body. Then they killed themselves and covered the hole with their own bodies to protect my safety. I am sorry to my parents!

"

"Everyone in our village of one hundred and eighty-five died. My parents took the opportunity and threw me into a latrine, so I managed to survive!"

"I live in Qingshi Town. I saw with my own eyes countless murderous men with swords, killing each other from house to house, and blood flowed into rivers. However, I was kicked away by a big man in armor, and I was lucky enough to survive."

"Back then, I was stabbed more than a dozen times, and I thought I wouldn't survive. Unexpectedly, I survived unexpectedly, but the wife I just married died because of it!"

"I saw with my own eyes my uncle, aunt, uncle, mother-in-law, father and brother, kneeling on the ground, begging and kowtowing, but those people with swords did not blink, and just killed everyone with one sword after another... And I

Hiding in the haystack, I was so scared that I didn’t even dare to move!”

"Hahaha!" Some people cried and then laughed: "It's a shame that fifteen years have passed and my martial arts skills are mediocre and I can't avenge my parents, brothers and sisters!"

"..."

The cries one after another were like resentful souls weeping blood, and countless people were frightened by them.

Although most of them are civilians, it is still heart-warming.

There are also many wandering people who have obviously experienced the same disaster.

It's just that his martial arts skills are mediocre, he can't take revenge, and he doesn't even know the culprit.

"Amitabha!"

The monks present chanted the Buddha's name in unison, with faces filled with compassion.

"Everyone in the world is deceived by greed, and even we are not immune to the evil deeds of killing. Amitabha, it is a sin!"

After hearing what everyone said, Dongfang Qing, who was clearly just trying to complete the task and was sober and rational, was filled with anger at this moment.

It turns out that Heyang Town was not just a small town, but there were also more than a dozen villages and towns that were also massacred like Heyang Town.

So in the disaster fifteen years ago, there were probably hundreds of thousands of people who died.

The entire Dayuan Kingdom only had a population of 70 to 80 million, and one in 800 people died in one fell swoop.

It's not that Dongfang Qing sympathizes, but the memory in his mind, clearly remembering those scenes, as if he feels the same.

However, if he were in a different place, he might also fight and kill for the immortal's things.

This is impossible to avoid.

Immortals represent immortality, and many emperors throughout the ages have been searching for this, not to mention ordinary martial arts people.

Dongfang Qing slowly closed her eyes, thinking of her past life in her mind.

It was a blessing to be born in that era.

And he was finally able to understand the undying and unforgettable hatred left behind by his predecessor.

I now understand more why my predecessor could be so ruthless...to kill himself with a sword!

"call……"

Taking a deep breath, Dongfang Qing opened his eyes, his pupils became extremely clear, and said: "Everyone who has suffered this hardship, Dongfang Bubai, the leader of the Sun Moon God Sect, must seek justice for what happened back then.

Please also be a witness."

"Today, I will start from Shaolin. From now on, I will visit every sect in the world to make those who killed for this pay the price!"

"Whoosh!"

As soon as Dongfang Qing finished speaking, his figure flashed and came to the center of the square. Looking at Kongxing, Kongjian and Fangkong, his voice was full of majesty and a trace of inexplicable anger, and he said: "Who are you waiting for?

Come first, or... come together?"

mad!

Even with indescribable confidence and dominance!

As if telling everyone that I am here to kill you!

Come here and die!

This is his arrogance as the leader of the Demon Cult!

angry!

I don’t know where it came from, and it can’t even appear in a person like him who is rational, has his own goals and interests, and considers himself a villain.

But now it has indeed appeared!

Maybe it's the worldview of the previous life, or maybe it's because of sympathy for the weak and miserable.

"Hahaha! I, Mr. Li, don't have much ability, but I kowtow to you!"

"I kowtow too!"

"I kowtow too!"

"..."

A series of sounds suddenly sounded, and people kept kneeling down in the crowd, crying.

People in the arena who were originally watching the excitement had to jump away one by one for fear of blocking those who were kowtowing.

The other martial arts people were silent.

Their elders also participated, and Dongfang Bubai would come one by one to collect debts.

But deep down in their hearts at this moment, no one dared to stop or scold them.

This may be a kind of righteousness. They can retaliate privately, but they dare not do it openly.

"You all get up! In fact, I am not avenging you, and I am not that great. I am just doing it for myself!"

Dongfang Qing was noncommittal and responded lightly.

Indeed, even if he had the memory, as if he felt the same, he could not understand the feeling of struggling on the edge of death and watching countless people kneel down and pray, but they were still killed.

It is even more impossible to understand the panic of watching death coming but being unable to do anything.

If you have never really experienced it, I'm afraid you will never understand.

He is more for his own life, to complete his mission, and for his future path to immortality!

Maybe there is a little bit of selfishness in helping them, but it's just by the way.

Yes, just by the way, I even want to take this opportunity to make the name of the Sun and Moon God Sect known.

He dominates the martial arts world not only with his own martial arts, but also with the entire Sun and Moon God Sect.

"Master Kongjian, fearing death, fighting for life, there is no shame in it. An ant can still live in vain, let alone us who are practicing martial arts!"

Having said this, Dongfang Qing suddenly drew out his long sword and pointed it at several masters from a distance.
Chapter completed!