I have a book of salvation

Chapter 508: Thousands of resentful souls, ghosts in the world

awful!

It’s really miserable!

Although Yu Chen has indeed seen a lot of bloody scenes, many of which were even caused by him himself.

But like this, seeing the bloody corpses being buried in the abyss like dumplings, he still couldn't help but click his tongue.

Not to mention, among these corpses were the five- and six-year-old children and the infants, whose lives had been brutally taken away at an age when they could not even speak, and turned into cold corpses. The body was dead.

Even the cold-faced Shangjing Guards could not help but look at them sideways when they were burying the corpses in the abyss.

Yu Chen could even hear the small conversations between them.

"Thousand-knife killers... not sparing such a child, then what kind of cold-blooded butcher is Wu You?"

"Who knows? There are always some people who, after practicing and cultivating, lose their humanity!"

"I really hope the government catches him soon, cuts him to pieces with a thousand cuts, and executes him Lingchi!"

"Actually... we knew Wu You at that time. He was a handsome young man, humble and polite. He saved our lives once when he went out to kill a demon in the city. I don't know why he did such evil things!"

"Alas! It's hard to paint the skin of a tiger but its bones. You know the person but not the heart!"

"..."

During the brief conversation, when Yu Chen heard Wu You's name, he further confirmed it.

——These corpses came from the Tian Daochang in the main city of Shangjing, and the murderer was Wu You, the top disciple of that Tian Daochang.

Tian Daochang is a medium-sized sect that has no base outside Shangjing City. It can reach the scale of establishing a sect in the main city.

There are thousands of people in the entire dojo, most of them are Qi practitioners in the spiritual realm and the divine realm. The sect leader Wu Xiangtian is in the realm of Yuanshen and the founder of the heavenly dojo. He is now nearly two hundred years old.

And for more than a hundred years since he founded the Tian Taoist Temple, this Taoist Temple has always been unknown. They are not seen in big and small matters. They are the "silent majority" in Shangjing City.

It wasn't until more than ten years ago that Wu You, the direct son of the sect master's bloodline, was born. Not only did he reach the level of perfection in his twenties, he could become a soul at any time, he also entered the list of geniuses and became famous.

For Tian Daochang, this is almost great news.

You must know that even for the Jinhu family, one of the eighteen evil families destroyed by the Holy Talisman Sect, its direct descendant Jin Sheng was only ranked over 400 on the list of geniuses.

The Jin family is a bloodline family with an independent cave world and tens of thousands of pure-blood clan members. The fourth ancestor of the Jin family is even more terrifying and terrifying, with great power.

Tian Daochang can give birth to a Wu You who can rival the direct blood of the Jin family with a thousand people.

It was no longer smoke coming out of the ancestral graves, it was simply that the ancestral graves were on fire.

Throwing wealth and honor!

What can be predicted is that if nothing unexpected happens, thousands of years later, Wu You will surely enter a terrifying realm that is unimaginable in today's Tian Dao Field.

And with his rise, even the entire Tiangang Taoist field may follow the chickens and dogs to ascend to heaven, and in the end, at worst, he can be promoted to a behemoth second only to the Thirty-Six Sects of Tiangang.

But just when everyone in Tian Dao Field was looking forward to it and felt that the future was promising and promising, an accident happened.

Like those countless people, the senior brother Wu You, who was admired and admired by countless Tianyi disciples, slaughtered the entire Tianyi Taoist field with one person and one sword at the festive time when the New Year was approaching.

Even the guard dog was spared, and he was cut in half with a sword.

——These are the news that Yu Chen learned from the whispers among the guards when they were sending the corpses one by one into the sky burial abyss.

Thousands of corpses were all buried in the sky burial abyss exactly half an hour later. They sank into the endless darkness of the abyss and disappeared without a trace.

Those who went to the capital also breathed a long sigh of relief, glanced at Yu Chen, and went down the mountain.

Their mission is now complete.

But Yu Chen's work has just begun.

He raised his head and saw endless rolling clouds shrouding the sunny sky and earth!

But in fact, Yu Chen knew that it was not a cloud.

But almost endless terrifying resentment!

Rolling and rolling!

Look at the ghosts shrouded in black mist on the Sky Burial Abyss, three feet above the ground, with a gloomy air in their empty eyes.

Doubt, anger, resentment, pain, despair...all kinds of resentment are like the cold sea water, trying to completely submerge people.

Descriptive expressions are also different.

The aging old man had a piece of his head cut off. He was heartbroken and sighed while stroking his forehead.

The originally beautiful woman in palace attire was dressed in rags, covered with scars, and died of abuse, sobbing softly.

The five or six-year-old child, holding his head, looked painful and confused, and kept muttering, "Yaya is wrong... Yaya is wrong... Brother, please spare my life..."

The baby, who was less than a month old, had his swaddling clothes torn, his belly disemboweled, and his intestines were all over the floor. He couldn't speak and could only cry loudly. The cry was so shrill that it made people's hearts tremble.

The scenes are like purgatory on earth, sketching out a picture of hell.

No, even in hell, those who are tortured are those extremely evil people, and it is far less painful than the one before us.

Yu Chen couldn't bear to look sideways.

At this moment, the cry of stones came from the bottom of the mountain!

"Master! I'm back!"

"Sir, let me tell you! It seems like someone special has come to the city!"

"He seems to be a fortune teller, very powerful!"

"You also know that Shitou doesn't believe those bells and whistles, it's like exposing him!"

"But we haven't spoken yet! He figured out that we are from outside Shangjing City! That's really impressive!"

"Master, he still figured it out..."

Shitou was always like this, chattering and talking a lot.

Apparently he didn't realize that anyone could tell from his accent that he was not born and raised in Shangjing.

And when he came up the mountain carrying big and small bags, he was about to continue saying something.

Suddenly he saw this ghostly scene in front of him, and his whole body froze.

"My mother..."

"Gulu..."

Obviously, Shitou was also frightened by the endless shadowy ghosts in front of him.

Yu Chen made a silencing gesture towards him.

Shitou understood immediately, stopped talking, and got into the kitchen.

And Yu Chen took out the Book of Saving People, and when the golden light shined, all the thousands of ghosts were captured and got into the Book of Saving People.

At the same time, a revolving door of countless broken memory fragments flashed past Yu Chen's eyes.

Let's say that these ghosts, as Yu Chen thought before, all came from that day.

From the sect leader to the busboy, and even the dog that the busboy kept at the gate of the dojo for three years, they are all members of the Tian Taoist Temple.

In the past ten years or so, the entire Tian Daochang has been in high spirits.

Because of the emergence of Wu You, a peerless genius, everyone in the Tian Dao field has unlimited hope for the future.

About half a year ago.

A disciple of Tian Daochang suddenly disappeared while traveling outside Shangjing City, and there was no news about him.

This disciple is the perfect disciple of the gods. Although he is not as amazing as Wu You, he can still be regarded as a genius.

After he lost contact, Wu You, the chief of Tiandao Field, carried his sword and went out of the city to pursue his traces.

——Up to this time, Wu You was twenty-one years old and had successfully entered the Tao.

Everyone in the Tian Dao Field still thinks of Wu You as humble, courteous, and gentle. Even though he has attained the perfect combat power to enter the Dao, he is second only to the sect leader Wu Xiangtian and several other elders in the sect.

But he never had any airs about him, and he was kind and gentle to everyone. When faced with the confusion of the younger generation regarding their spiritual practice, he was never stingy in giving advice and was patient and gentle.

People from the Tian Taoist Temple once lamented that it was a blessing to have Wu You in the Taoist Temple.

Little did he know that in the near future, this incredible luck would turn into a ruthless and bloody massacre.

There are many people in Tian Daochang.

Among the lowest-level servants, there was a young man named Zhou San. He practiced hard day and night, and finally broke through the spiritual realm and became qualified to join the Heavenly Taoist Temple. So he planned to apply to the Taoist Temple after the year to become a Official disciple.

He doesn't have much ideals or ambitions, and he doesn't want to be unparalleled in the world. He just wants to become a formal disciple and receive more monthly money, which he can use to treat his seriously ill mother.

In the middle level of Tiandao Field, there is another couple named Zheng, who work part-time as swordsmanship instructors for three hundred disciples. They just got married at the end of the year. They have saved some money over the years and are planning to take some time off after the year and choose a swordsmanship in Xiacheng District. A piece of land, build a house, there should be a rockery pool in the house, and there should be red goldfish in the pool.

There is also a middle-aged man named Wu Shunmin, who is the deacon of the dojo. He has a virtuous wife and an 18-year-old son who is not very talented but is obedient and sensible. His life is peaceful and peaceful.

This year, his wife is pregnant again and has been pregnant for seven months. Thinking that the child will be born later in the year, he asked Chief Wu You to choose a name to bring good luck. When he was old enough to have a son, Wu Shunmin always said to people he met every day that he would get stronger if he was teased by others.

Scenes of revolving lanterns, names one by one, periods of life, joys and sorrows, ups and downs, all flashed by in front of Yu Chen's eyes.

Each is different.

But the only exception is that no matter whether they are happy or worried, they are full of hope for the future.

But these hopes were completely shattered two nights before the new year.

The New Year is approaching, and Wu You, who has been searching for his junior brother for more than half a year, returns to Tian Dao Field while traveling.

At first, everyone was very happy when they heard the news, and the whole ashram was extremely festive.

It's just that unlike when he went out half a year ago, Wu You was taciturn when he returned, often shutting himself in the room without saying a word.

But other than that, there was nothing unusual, and everyone didn't take it seriously.

Until late that night.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the night is cold.

In the dark and quiet heaven, the evil ghost comes out of the cage!

Wu You didn't know why he went crazy, but he actually did such an incomparable beastly thing to the female cultivators in Tian Daochang, even his own sister was not spared.

As soon as the incident was exposed, the sect leader Wu Xiangtian was furious and heartbroken, and wanted to take him down!

But Wu You didn't seem to care about the endless crying and anger at all. Surrounded by everyone, he just started killing with one sword and one man!

The entire Tian Dao field was killed, and blood flowed into rivers.

The dark night was dyed bright red.

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