Chapter 857 The only chance to escape is to kill God
"The last time an immortal master visited was more than two hundred years ago!"
"When the old great ancestor was young, he had the honor to see figures like Master Shen and Master Chen with his own eyes. Everything I know has been passed down orally from generation to generation..." Village Chief Ma rambled while talking. Trying to recall the long-lost memories.
About two hundred and thirty years ago, seven immortal cultivators came to this unknown mountain village one after another. At that time, the village had not moved to the border mountains, but was hidden in another remote mountainous area in Qingguo.
With the arrival of the seven immortal masters, the village gradually became stronger;
At its peak, it had a population of more than 3,000, collecting mountain herbs for the immortal master, brewing blood-tonifying soup, forging weapons and armor, and providing all other necessary support!
In other words, the so-called Killing Temple is more like a logistics base for foreign monks to resist the power of gods.
Five of the seven foreign monks died in battles with the divine disciples and the divine beings. The other two successfully killed a divine being and disappeared out of thin air shortly after returning to the Wuming Mountain Village. According to their disappearance, From the words left behind, it can be seen that they have met the conditions for leaving and have successfully returned to their original world.
In addition, these two men also told the villagers that they might return to this world after a while, but the great ancestor of Village Chief Ma did not wait for them from childhood to old age.
In the next two hundred years, the immortal cultivators who were active in various places either died or left, and no new outside cultivators came in. As a result, all the forces in the Slaughter Temple lost the power to compete with the gods and gradually declined.
It was also during this period that Wumingshan Village moved to the border mountains to avoid the crazy killings of the god's disciples.
Today, there are only about a hundred people left in the village, most of whom are old, weak, women and children.
If Shen Mo and Chen Mengze had come later, I'm afraid this village would have been slaughtered by the god's disciples!
"That's it!"
After listening to Village Chief Ma's narration, Shen Mo felt a little complicated and unspeakable.
There is sympathy for the suffering of the temple-killing forces such as Wumingshan Village, and admiration for their unyielding will. Of course, there is also a sense of relief that the way forward is clear!
He, Chen Mengze, and other outside monks have experienced the scenery of the immortal world. Naturally, they will not be willing to lose their immortal cultivation and slowly grow old and die in this world where immortality is extinct. Therefore, it is understandable to pay any price; however, people like Ma Living beings in this world like the village chief are different. They simply believe that the world without gods will be better, and they have been silently adhering to this for tens of thousands of years!
Shen Mo didn't know where the idea of these temple-killing disciples came from. The seeds may have been planted when he came into contact with the first foreign monk and listened to his description of the world of immortality.
As everyone knows, for secular mortals, even in the immortal world, they face a completely different situation.
Some mortals spend their whole lives doing nothing and do not know what to do; some mortals are born and raised by demons and ghosts, which become the foundation for their cultivation and growth; some live in the blessed land of caves, where they can have food and clothing without having to work hard, and they do not need to practice.
You can enjoy it for a hundred years...
If all the gods in the Shinto world are wiped out, even Shen Mo cannot predict whether the situation of the creatures in this world will become better or worse!
Of course, one thing is certain, at least there is no need to sacrifice one's own flesh, blood, soul. As long as there is no illness or disaster, given the environment of this blue planet, it is not too difficult for ordinary people to live to be 180 years old; even after death, they can be reincarnated.
Reincarnation, rather than the miserable end of being distraught once you die.
In any case, Shen Mo has no position or qualification to criticize the disciples of the Killing Temple for their tens of thousands of years of persistence!
"Originally, I just wanted to act according to my heart and come here to get in touch with the forces that kill the gods to see if I can get a glimpse of the truth about the gods and pave the way for immortality in the future."
"I never thought that I would find an opportunity to escape from this world..."
Shen Mo looked at Chen Mengze's beautiful face, which was also thoughtful, and thought secretly in his heart.
The situation is very clear now. Foreign cultivators like them who were captured by the ghost gate have only one way to leave the Shinto world, and that is to kill a god!
Of course, they can choose to remain anonymous and not care about worldly affairs.
It's just that the disciples of the gods may come to your door, and be attacked and killed by powerful enemies one after another, constantly consuming the essence of energy and spirit, and eventually starve to death or be killed; and the best result is nothing more than that.
It is to maintain the original Taoism, and when the life span is exhausted, you will die of old age in this world!
Instead of doing this, it is better to choose to cooperate with the temple-killing forces and try to kill a god.
After all, during the period of Ma Village Chief Gaozu, two "immortal masters" did disappear out of thin air after completing the task of killing gods!
As for why they did not keep their promise and return to this world, according to Shen Mo and Chen Mengze's guess...either there was something wrong with the Gate of Hell during the period, or the two of them were delayed due to seclusion and practice after returning, or they died.
The original world.
There are still many questions that cannot be answered for a while!
For example, what is the purpose of the Gate of Hell to let outside monks kill gods? Could it be that this matter is simply regarded as a difficulty to test everyone?
A powerful fairy weapon like Gui Men Guan will not be used to deal with the gods of this world for reasons such as "pitying the creatures in the Shinto world"; after all, it is a magic weapon, and the form of life existence is completely different from that of ordinary mortals, so how can it
Have compassion and sympathy for the human race in this world?
Taking a step back, even if the gate of hell has compassion for all living beings, there are hundreds of millions of human beings suffering in the Xuanhuang world alone. Why does it bother to come to the Shinto world to practice its methods and continue to do so?
Tens of thousands of years!
"Perhaps, after we kill a god, the truth will be further revealed to us."
While thinking, Shen Mo helped Village Chief Ma pour a cup of tea and continued: "The disciples of gods are easy to deal with, but they have more extraordinary power than ordinary people. But those so-called 'gods', how do we even exist?"
Even if you don’t know, you can’t even kill them if you want to!”
The vast majority of human races in this world worship gods. Whether they are good gods or evil gods, naturally they are all disciples of gods. They are just stronger and weaker.
Therefore, unless it is to cause boundless bloodshed and kill all the hundreds of millions of human beings in the Shinto world, regardless of strength, there is no point in fighting and entangled with the disciples of gods... If you kill one group, another group will come.
, almost endless!
The key to the problem still lies in the so-called "god".
After hearing Shen Mo's question, Village Chief Ma thought for a long time, then tremblingly took out a pen and paper from the old cabinet, and drew a rather complicated pattern on the yellowed paper.
Shen Mo and Chen Mengze looked at it intently and soon noticed something strange about this painting.