The crowd in the square seemed to have been evacuated, and there was not even a soul in the empty town. The waiter at the wine shop looked at Chen Yunsheng eagerly, as if to tell him that he was also going to participate in an extremely important ceremony.
Chen Yunsheng waved, called the waiter, and asked: "What have people done?"
The waiter hurriedly said: "You two must be outsiders. It was God who called them just now, and they went to the trial court. The guilty people should have been caught. Here, whenever sins are punished by the God of Light, everyone
They all need to go to the court of judgment."
Chen Yunsheng asked curiously: "Doesn't Xinggong not interfere in local government affairs? Why does the local police chief ignore this matter?"
The clerk said: "Objectively, I must live in a remote place in Southern Mongolia, and I don't even know the rules. Originally, the Star Palace didn't care about these trivial matters. If the temple punishes sins, then the criminals must have committed heinous crimes. These sinners have committed blasphemy.
God's sins are punished in the temple."
"Tell me the location of the judgment site. As a believer of the God of Light, I want to go and see it." Chen Yunsheng asked.
The guy smiled kindly and said, "The light is with you."
Chen Yunsheng and Liu Xiaoshan did not drive their oxcart because the speed was slower. The two of them ran lightly along the deserted street, like two leaves blowing in the wind, light and fast.
Thirty miles outside the town is an open field, with not even a blade of grass growing in the field. There is a wooden platform in the middle, which has become mottled and withered due to the erosion of time. The wooden boards of the platform are full of dark red spots.
I don’t know when I got infected. There were people all around, three to four thousand in total. People bowed their heads and stood in silence, no one whispered, like dry wooden piles, and the only sound around was the sound of wind.
On the stage stood a circle of six people wearing white metal armor. One of them had a different armor style than the other five. He was wearing a metal mask, and the blue background was covered with stars.
The white dots seemed to represent the stars in the sky. The two eyes scanned the people below through the two holes in the mask.
There was a row of people standing in the middle of the stage. There were more than a dozen people. They were of different heights and ages. The youngest was only five years old. Chen Yunsheng frowned slightly because he saw the child who stole his salute, Yang Guang.
Underneath, the child had no warmth at all, and the thin clothes made him shiver like a little animal. The dried snot and mud stains on his face showed that he had been wandering on the street all year round.
There were several young people standing next to the child. Each of them was ashen-faced, thin, and dark. Although these so-called "sinful people" had numb expressions, Chen Yunsheng could tell from their subtle expressions.
The hesitation and fear in his heart.
The star disciple in the temple is also among them, but he stands separately from these six people. From the perspective of the hierarchy in the star palace, he is inferior to the star disciple in the middle. But the local area is his jurisdiction, so this punishment
Sinful rituals are still performed by him.
The ceremony had already begun when Chen Yunsheng arrived. He learned from the intermittent words of the star disciple that this group of people had stolen the food that was supposed to be offered to the temple. There were still many monks in the star palace who had not achieved the ability to live without grains.
Moreover, in some places the concentration of spiritual energy is not enough to support inescaping, so food is still needed.
The star disciple in the middle stage of foundation building became more and more angry as he spoke, and he said in a condescending tone: "This group of shameless and obscene blasphemers actually extended their sinful black hands to the temple, and even dared to steal the food dedicated to the God of Light.
, their sins can no longer be punished by ordinary criminal laws. Their hearts must be cleansed with bright flames, and their ashes should be sprinkled in front of the Temple of Light in the Valley of Ten Thousand Stars. Only by always accepting the holy light of the God of Light can these unbelieving people be completely transcended.
people."
The people below seemed to have found some kind of resonance in the star disciples' loud remarks, and each of them became agitated. It seemed that the loss of food in the temple had a lot to do with them, as if what those few people stole was related to
food for their lives.
"Burn them!"
"Burn to death!"
"Fire can atone for sin!"
"Sins deserve to be burned to death!"
With a powerful sound, the group of people on the stage lowered their heads. Chen Yunsheng saw the five-year-old child shed tears. The young man next to the child gently stroked the child's head.
Such an action was seen by the star disciple. He suddenly took action, and a half-moon shaped scimitar suddenly swept across the young man's arm. When the scimitar returned to his hand again, half of the young man's arm had already
Landed.
Blood spurted out instantly, but the crowd's enthusiasm grew even higher. The young man hurriedly held down his arm to minimize blood loss.
The middle-aged star disciple came to the young man and said coldly: "The God of Light never leaves anyone without a chance to defend themselves. So tell me, why do you steal food from the temple?"
The young man looked in pain and was sweating profusely, but he insisted on raising his head, looking at the chaotic crowd in the audience, and said loudly: "Because I'm hungry. I want to eat. If I hadn't stolen it, I would have eaten."
Now that I am dead, I have stolen every day of my life. Now, in Xingchui Town, there is no other place to steal except the church. Even if some people still have some food left at home, it is their life!
To be honest, I cannot base my own survival on the fact that others have died."
A cold light flashed on the star disciple's face, and he said, "Do you know you were wrong now?"
The young man shook his head and said: "What's wrong with me working hard to live? If the God of Light gives us light so that we can live in this world, then I don't admit that stealing the temple is a sin. Working hard to live is wrong.
How is this a sin?"
The star disciple's expression changed and he said loudly: "Put this blasphemer on the pyre and be the first to burn him to death."
Chen Yunsheng couldn't stand it any longer. The star apprentice had just struck too quickly. He tried to stop him but failed. He couldn't wait any longer. As soon as he ducked, he landed on the stage, blocking the space between the star apprentice and the young man.
He casually threw a bottle of golden sore medicine to the young man and said quickly: "Apply it to the wound to stop the bleeding."
He then raised his hands to the astonished Star Disciple and said, "I'm here to compensate for the damage to the temple. Can you forgive these people?"
The star disciple opened his eyes wide, as if he was hearing something incredible, "Do you know what your behavior means? This is questioning the decision of the God of Light. In Nanmeng, the Star Palace is the God of Light, and the God of Light is everything.
.And you are questioning him? Do you really think their problem lies in the food? They need to be responsible for their sinful behavior, which is to use their lives to atone for their sins. You, outsider, please leave here quickly, because you have been responsible for
I sincerely worship the God of Light, I will give you a chance, please don’t let me see your disgusting face again.”
"What if we say no?" Liu Xiaoshan walked up to the stage unhurriedly and bared his teeth at the star disciple.
Looking at the black and red markings on Liu Xiaoshan's mask, the star disciple said viciously: "Then you will die together with them."
Before he finished speaking, a golden light swept across his neck, and Chen Yunsheng put away the golden thread. The star disciple's head was blown off his neck by a gust of wind. Blood suddenly spurted out, and everyone was shocked.
Stupid, in Southern Mongolia, there are very few people who dare to directly kill the Star Palace monks.
The star envoy was an experienced monk with a middle-grade golden elixir cultivation level. When Chen Yunsheng moved his fingers slightly, he had already pulled out a standard magic weapon unique to the star palace, the full moon scimitar. The shape of the blade was the same as the one just now.
The unlucky star disciple uses the same one, the only difference is that the grade is better.
The Full Moon Scimitar turned into a bright silver sword and swept towards it, but was blocked by a long red sword, and a string of sparks burst out. The five star disciples behind him were also good at fighting, and their reactions were extremely quick and fast.
A simple battle formation was formed.
However, this battle formation was full of loopholes in the eyes of a low-level Nascent Soul monk. Liu Xiaoshan waved his hand and five Xuanshui bombs spurted out, forming five sharp water spikes that pierced each of them. At the same time, the woman held a sword and struck out.
Above, the autumn water sword glows blue, just like the bright autumn sky.
With a crisp sound of "clang", Chen Yunsheng's Qilin Slash collided with the Star Envoy's Full Moon Scimitar again. While the two were teaching, Liu Xiaoshan had already killed a star disciple with the Qiushui Sword.
Although she used to live in the palace, she was no stranger to killing people. Since she had Hui Gen in her heart, she became even more comfortable with others. Not long after, she killed two more star disciples. Once the battle formation was broken, the star palace was in decline.
It showed that the Xuanshui bullet was like a hedgehog with sudden spikes, smashing the head of a Star Disciple.
The remaining star disciple offered up a piece of fiery red talisman. The talisman did not shoot at Liu Xiaoshan, but was attached to himself, and came together with the runes on the armor.
With quick eyes and quick hands, Liu Xiaoshan fired a magic spell, and a huge water ball enveloped the star disciple. Then the star disciple's body exploded. Although the water ball was burst, it did not hurt anyone else.
"Self-destruct! What a trick!" Liu Xiaoshan muttered while Chen Yunsheng was fighting.
In the one-on-one battle, Chen Yunsheng had a huge advantage. The star envoy had been stabbed in many places by Qilin Slash, but it was not fatal. He relied on a few magic talismans to resist. Chen Yunsheng had a murderous intention.
The sword in his hand became heavier than a thousand pieces. The sword split the monk's diamond talisman, and the flames from the blade instantly burned the star messenger's head into a block of carbon.
Sheathing the knife, the body fell to the ground.
Chen Yunsheng faced the horrified townspeople in the audience. He needed to make a decision. If he let these people go, the news of his arrival in Southern Mongolia would spread like wildfire. He didn't expect to have these people brainwashed in some way.
Someone helped him keep the secret.
Killing all these people and recording more than 4,000 undead in his own account, Chen Yunsheng could not do such a thing. He looked at Liu Xiaoshan and said helplessly: "It seems that we must start hiding here and there."
It’s time.”
Liu Xiaoshan smiled sweetly at him and said: "It doesn't matter, this is exciting enough."