As if contemptuous of Song Yin's words, the heavy rain poured down, carrying a strong wind that almost knocked down the trees, and poured raindrops into the wooden roof.
Big raindrops hit Song Yin's body, and also hit those mortals, like the bonfire that was almost extinguished. The wind and rain seemed to blow down the changing wooden top.
The wind and rain also made their bodies wet.
"Can you really control it?"
In the midst of the wind and rain, the young man with a sparkling look in his eyes, who seemed not to have absorbed the aura, mustered up his courage and said:
"Can you really take care of it? Can you really save us? In the end, you won't be like those people who said they were saving us, but in the end, we all turned into stones."
As he spoke, his tone became excited again, his eyes widened, and he roared: "Why didn't you come earlier! Why didn't you come earlier! My mother was torn apart by them! She was just hungry, she just needed to eat something.
But they tore it apart!"
The cry was extremely sad and shrill, and it seemed to have touched those numb people. Although their faces were expressionless, their eyes were moist and they shed tears.
The young man could no longer speak, he just grabbed the ground with his head and howled loudly.
He looks like he is only 14 or 15 years old. In his previous life, he would have been carefree at this age, and he would not have encountered anything like this.
"It can be saved!"
Song Yin said firmly: "Don't compare the Golden Immortal Sect with the evil ways outside. We can definitely save it. Even if I can't, I still have my junior brother, and the junior brother has junior brothers, and we will also have disciples. As long as the sect is not destroyed, we will be able to save it."
Always have this ambition!”
Zhang Feixuan's eyes also showed a hint of complexity, "How can we save the remnant? Senior brother has a problem with his brain circuit. We are all normal people. You know this is impossible, impossible."
"Wang Laotu?" Zhang Feixuan called out.
Zhang Feixuan was about to speak, but Wang Qizheng didn't give him a chance and continued:
"I was born in Da Zhao. I don't know if you know that place, but there are locust demons there. There is no food in the whole world, but there are food buildings there. The most famous sect in Da Zhao claims to keep mortals full.
No matter whether you are poor or rich, you can find something to eat as long as you go to the restaurant."
And this shout caused the two people outside to jump up and down, with extremely heavy horror and shock in their eyes.
As he spoke, Wang Qizheng gradually gritted his teeth and his eyes were full of anger: "As soon as I got home, I lay on the ground, and a group of chefs from the restaurant were waiting there with knives. In front of me, I turned into a living head.
pig"
A large amount of white energy emitted from his body, and actually expanded despite the wind and rain, forming a white cover that surrounded the wooden roof.
Is this something a human can do?
They both looked at each other and saw complicated expressions in their eyes.
In all their years of living, they have never seen such a scene.
Feishizhai, like Qinglian Sect, is a genuine righteous path.
Wang Qizheng came back to his senses, responded, opened his mouth again, and seemed to look at Zhang Feixuan with a little expectation, "Tell me, can they really be saved?"
He couldn't go on with the rest of the words. He just murmured for a long time and then said: "Anyway, I killed someone in the end and escaped. I don't know how long I escaped. Then I encountered the golden light, entered the Golden Immortal Sect, and changed my ways.
Kidnap people to make elixirs for him. In the words of the master, those scraps will die if left there, so it is better to use them to practice Taoism."
boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, another blast of thunder sounded from the sky, illuminating the gloomy place brightly.
Song Yin turned to look at the sky, his pupils shrank, and he shouted in a voice like Huang Zhongdalu: "Are you not convinced?!"
Has senior brother reached the point where he can stop the power of nature?!
"Before I joined the restaurant, I was a butcher butchered pigs. Later, when there were no more pigs to kill, I joined the restaurant and became a butcher, killing pigs every day. I don't know why I was killed in the restaurant.
There were so many pigs every day, but there was not even a root of grass to be found outside. Of course, I had never eaten pigs. Every time the meat was distributed, I went back to honor my mother. I just ate some wild vegetable dumplings."
Hands. Very warm.
He turned around and gritted his teeth. Wang Qizheng stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder, saying: "Senior brother's brain circuit is different from ours. Let's face the reality. In the eyes of senior brother, we will also be killed."
But the senior brother didn't recognize it.
The wind and rain brushed against his face, and the rain soaked his face. The water droplets slid down his face. He didn't know if it was water or tears.
Zhang Feixuan looked at the sky, not knowing what he thought of, and sighed deeply.
As he spoke, he took a deep breath: "There is no right or wrong path in this world. They are not all the same! Senior Brother is too whimsical. He said he can save me, but how can he save me? How can he save me?"
Under the violent storm, a man roared at the sky and used his own strength to prevent the wind and rain from entering.
"Later, the restaurant taught me cooking skills. When it came to how to cook meat, my cooking skills were outstanding. I soon surpassed those of the cooks. The boss even said that he would teach me Taoism in the future. I didn't know anything about Taoism at that time.
But it must be a good thing, so I went back excitedly to tell my mother the good news."
But after he finished speaking, no one responded.
Wang Qizheng looked at Song Yin who was comforting the mortals again. He was stunned for a while and then slowly said: "You know the food building, right?"
"Ah!"
It seemed like he was mocking his overestimation.
The young man suddenly calmed down, stopped crying, and just looked at him blankly.
If we really want him to know that what he thinks is the evil way is actually the right way, then once he becomes suspicious, no one in the Golden Immortal Sect can escape.
A hand was placed on his head, causing the young man to subconsciously raise his head and see the divine light in Song Yin's eyes, as well as the firm will contained in the divine light.
Zhang Fei
The wind and rain hit the white air cover, and it was impossible to enter it. The bonfire that was almost extinguished rose again, and the flames that were ignited were just like Song Yin's tall and tall figure, rising hot and warm, giving people warmth.
It wasn't about Song Yin, it seemed that he was angry because he thought of something long ago.
"Just remember not to talk nonsense. When the time comes, we will go down the mountain."
Zhang Fei
But along with the anger, there seemed to be a strange expectation.
Judging from senior brother's current attitude towards mortals, their sect cannot withstand investigation.
These people have never eaten anyone, but they have done a lot of bad things.
But in this world, who hasn’t done those bad things?
Wang Qizheng glanced at Song Yin again when he heard this, and finally closed his eyes and his voice became calm: "Master Ge Niang, you are right, we people can just find a place to be happy!"