Jiayou's Fun

It is impossible for people to go through life without making mistakes.

Have you ever made a mistake?

And mistakes can be big or small.

A smaller mistake might be that you accidentally broke your rice bowl when you were three years old. Maybe you accidentally dropped a chicken into a pond when you were five. Maybe when you were ten years old, a fire sickle lit up the haystacks on the grain drying field in the village...

The bigger mistake may be that when you were sixteen, you were jealous, so you stabbed a classmate in the abdomen with a fruit knife. Maybe when you were eighteen, you were so loyal and brave as brothers that you chopped off the arm of the gang leader in the town with an axe. It may be that when you were in your twenties, you indulged the prisoners on death row in the Yamen Prison out of favour, bending the law for personal gain...

Smaller mistakes are just mistakes.

The bigger mistake is sin.

Of course, whether it is a mistake or a sin requires a criterion. You cannot say that if a three-year-old child breaks a bowl, you sentence him to life imprisonment. It can't be said that the head catcher who bent the law for personal gain let the prisoner on death row go free. The dignified Shangguan was like a gentle mother, calming him down in a gentle voice, 'It's nothing serious, just don't do it next time'!

Scared!

Who will set this standard?

For example, in the mansion next door, the male owner of the Luo family, while he was out doing business, fell in love with a certain young courtesan who was about to leave the court. He spent a lot of money and gave up all the profits from his business trip, and spent three days and three nights crazy with the young courtesan. ——The so-called 'old man chatting about being a teenager' is nothing more than that.

Things like sleeping with flowers and sleeping willows are more of a moral issue. Of course, this also depends on the time, place and secular rules of the incident. The male master of the Luo family, in a place like the Supreme Taichu Heaven, would act casually when he was out doing business. Even the guarding yamen of the heaven would not care about such a thing!

If he is at fault, he is at fault. You have already slept with her. If you spend a little more money to redeem her directly, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds? Why leave that little girl in that brothel and continue the miserable life of "a little bit of red lips for thousands of people to taste"?

He was wrong, but not very wrong. What he did was in line with the moral concepts and codes of conduct of all "people in the world" in this world and this era. The Heavenly Court did not issue a clear rule stating that "brothels" are not allowed to exist. Therefore, the male owner of the Luo family may be a bit suspected of "not recognizing people for what they do", but it is not clear how wrong he is and whether he has committed any serious crimes. !

However, the rules are not made by him.

The rules are the 'White Lord' that was refined by the three-buried monks who worked hard, sacrificed a trillion heavenly beings in the lower world, and spent many long years of reincarnation. Come and decide.

No rules.

No reason.

Ignore all the rules, laws, heavenly rules, and iron rules formulated by the Supreme Taichu Heavenly Court or various forces... It is completely determined by the heart, and it is completely based on the heart.

Bai Zun believed that the male master of the Luo family was guilty. His crime was heinous and unforgivable, and this crime was enough to implicate his family members and wipe out his entire family... So, the crime was established. Ever since, after the male master of the Luo family let out a miserable howl, right in front of him, his most beloved children, his most respected wife, his favorite common wife, his most favored concubine, and his most coveted Several maids were killed by the young oiran of the brothel with the cruelest methods.

Before the male master of the Luo family died, overwhelming resentment and endless resentment grew in his body.

And this resentment, this resentment, became the best tonic for those strange and menacing-looking red lanterns floating over his mansion...

In the small town, in every mansion, there are all the maids and maids who have been scolded and whipped by their masters for various reasons and various problems on weekdays... Some of the young men and young masters who are served by them use sweet words to coax them to bed, but they can't. The maids and maids who fulfilled their promises... some were forced to have their bodies by their masters with authority and threats. After they became pregnant, they were unable to be promoted to the position of concubines. Instead, they were aborted by the mistress with a pack of abortion pills at the order of the mistress. The middle child's maid...

Even in a big family, maids and maids who are forced to hang themselves, jump into wells, take poison, and run into walls are indispensable in various underhanded activities...

Those who died slowly floated out from the place where they died.

Those who were alive had a trace of resentment growing crazily in their hearts, which instantly turned into flames and swallowed up the last trace of their intelligence.

They were like crazy demons, roaring and roaring, and rushed towards their master.

Their shadows squirmed and twisted like demons, helping them easily kill the masters, young masters, mistresses, housekeepers who usually bullied them, despised them, trampled on them, and abused them...

The screams are endless, and the heinous sins are rising.

Not only in this world, this small city has existed in Tianzhou Continent for who knows how many years. Generations of ancestors in this small town are not saints, and they all make mistakes, big and small. Some mistakes are trivial, and some mistakes involve human lives.

But these mistakes, no matter how big or small, have all been revealed today.

Even the parties involved and the living beings involved with the parties have been washed away cleanly in the long river of time. Those mistakes with no residue or trace of blood left... have also been washed away by this terrifying and evil force. The power was dug out from the pile of old papers of endless years.

As a result, the atmosphere of guilt in the small town became stronger and stronger. These are the creatures of the small town from generation to generation. Countless men, women, and children, whether intentionally or unintentionally, have accumulated big and small mistakes, major sins, and all kinds of errors and omissions. After being judged by this evil power, they have all been transformed. 'sin'.

No matter big or small, some or not, as long as there is cause and effect, as long as it involves some 'contradiction' or 'entanglement', it will all be ruled as a 'crime'.

Blood-colored lanterns were suspended over the small town. As the aura of sin continued to blend in, the lanterns became brighter and brighter, and the light became more and more intense. Gradually, the blood-colored lanterns were like little suns, illuminating the void.

In the small courtyard where Lord Tianshu is located, the defense formation is fully activated, which is equivalent to the defense level of the Taichu Chengyuan Hall of the Heavenly Court of Hajj. The sky is full of thunder and fire, and the immeasurable starlight turns into a Jedi death zone that strangles everything, blasting towards the terrifying blood spurting out all over the sky. Light, large and small bloody lanterns coming madly.

Tianshu Laojun was sitting where the cardinals were in charge, and he felt cold sweat break out on his forehead.

When these blood-colored lanterns first appeared, the Qi they exuded was only at the level of a heavenly general. Now, he could destroy it with just a thought... But as miserable howls continued to sound from all directions, as the Heavenly Book Lao Jun sensed that the neighbors in the small town were being exterminated one after another. The aura of these bloody lanterns was like a prairie fire, unreasonably starting to surge crazily.

Heavenly General… Star Lord… Heavenly Lord… Great Heavenly Lord…

Furthermore, there was a terrifying energy, so strong that the aura caused the void to twist slightly, and a giant lantern exceeding 10,000 feet in size appeared in the void!

A giant red lantern stretching nearly a hundred miles high hangs overhead. Among the bloody lanterns, dozens of scrolls are rotating rapidly. Pictures of men and women, happy and sad, appear on the scrolls like a revolving lantern. Various sounds of wind, rain, wind and rain, as well as subtle and indescribable voices of men and women, were constantly coming from the lantern.

The overwhelming demonic sound turned into substance, like a flooding tide, hitting the small courtyard shrouded in a large formation one after another.

This power is completely beyond the Tianshu Laojun's understanding of 'Tao' and 'Dharma'... The nature of this power is not within the constraints of the 'Great Law' of the Supreme Taichu Heaven... This is, The power that exceeds the composition of the supreme Taichu Heavenly World...

This power belongs to ‘Feitian’!

The large formation in the small courtyard had no way of defending against this evil force.

It's like a cook who is proficient in the art of killing chickens. He has worked hard all his life and killed millions of chickens, both male and female, large and small. But suddenly one day, you put an ancient dinosaur in front of him and asked him to Holding the chicken-killing knife in his hand, he slaughtered the dinosaur that was dozens of feet long from head to tail and had skin several feet thick...

It’s not that he doesn’t want to, it’s just that he really can’t do it!

The evil power released by the bloody lantern drove straight in, passed through the defensive formation, and acted on everyone in the small courtyard.

Lord Tianshu roared loudly, and the clear Buddha light emitted by the 'Qing Ning' Buddha lamp suddenly flashed, and the intensive bursting sound of 'Bop Bob Bobo' could not be heard. Amidst the violent vibration of the light, the soul of Lord Tianshu also received a strange impact. He The soul of this clone was like a dolphin surrounded by countless piranhas. It was covered in bruises and had countless pieces of flesh and blood bitten off.

In just a moment, the most powerful avatar of Lord Tianshu with emperor-level combat power was spitting out blood, and wisps of colorful rays of light could be faintly seen above his head - that was because his soul was severely injured, and the soul could not restrain it. Power, the vision caused by the scattered and flowing soul power.

You can see that from all directions, in the void, strange black shadows are flying towards you, opening your big mouth, madly swallowing the soul power emanating from the clone of the Lord of the Book of Heaven.

These black shadows are like people in ink paintings. They were originally purely two-dimensional existences. After absorbing enough soul power, their bodies began to expand, as if three-dimensional human shapes emerged from the painting and were forcibly broken open. He broke through the dimensional barrier and forced his way into the real world from the dimensional diaphragm of the world.

After receiving enough soul power, they gradually gained spiritual intelligence.

They corrupt the laws of the great road and gradually gain "authority".

They devoured the small town above, and were inspired by the large or small mistakes and sins that generations of residents had made intentionally or unintentionally... As a result, they quickly adapted to this world and gained enough 'power'.

They even read some scattered memory fragments belonging to Mr. Tianshu from the soul power emanating from Mr. Tianshu. As a result, they also analyzed some of the most secret 'secrets' of Lord Tianshu, which even included the 'racial origin' of Lord Tianshu, his natural roots, the main principles of the great law, and the various possessions he possesses. General occult arts, supernatural powers, etc.

What's even more terrifying is that in the clone of Lord Tianshu, there is a wisp of blood essence of his original self.

Therefore, his clone can have flesh and blood, no different from a living person... The clone's soul was injured, and all the seven orifices spurted blood. These black shadows that forcibly invaded the world from the dimensional diaphragm captured the words spit out by the Lord of Heavenly Books. Essence and blood, in addition to analyzing some secrets such as 'bloodline' and 'heredity' belonging to Laojun Tianshu.

As a result, some black shadows quickly emerged, surrounded by bloody light, and a cold and biting evil wind whistled. In their bodies, traces of flesh and blood quickly spread and grew, and they quickly became lifelike and lifelike. A living person, a creature that is no different from a 'normal', 'serious' 'big living person'!

The only thing wrong is that although these people look exactly the same as Mr. Tianshu, even their breath, their demeanor, and their movements are not much different from Mr. Tianshu!

These strange 'creatures' looked down at their exposed bodies and roared into the sky at the same time.

In all directions, from the mansions, countless silks, satins and other rare clothing materials flew out, as if countless dexterous hands were busy in the air holding various scissors, needles and threads, and soon turned into sets of different styles and tones. The matching styles vary, but all of them are robes of exquisite workmanship and exquisite appearance, draped on these 'creatures'.

These 'creatures' smiled slightly, gently pulled their clothes, and arranged them neatly and without any mess. Then they neatly bowed to the Lord of Heavenly Books and respectfully shouted: "Dad!"

'Wow'!

The Lord of the Book of Heaven vomited blood far away.

He was horrified that there were more than three thousand people surrounding him from all directions, no matter the appearance, figure, expression, behavior, aura, Taoist charm, mana fluctuations and coercion, they were all exactly the same as his clone...'himself'!

'father'?

‘Father’ your uncle!

Mr. Tianshu looked at these strange existences in horror. A flash of inspiration flashed in his head, and he suddenly thought of something extremely terrifying: "Is the Qing Emperor causing trouble behind the scenes? Is it possible that he wants to attack the Great Emperor? He, he , he, his promise back then..."

More than three thousand ‘Tian Shu Laojun’ raised their brows and showed the same ‘surprised’ expression at the same time.

"Oh? Did Qing Emperor make any promises to you back then? Dad, quickly vomit a few mouthfuls of blood and let us analyze it carefully to see if Qing Emperor really had anything to you back then..."

They all stretched out their hands and grabbed Mr. Tianshu.

These emerged from the void, swallowed up the soul power and blood spurted out by the Lord of Heavenly Books, and were created out of thin air. At the same time, they revealed extremely twisted and ferocious faces. They hissed and screamed, and their fingers spurted out wisps of sharp blades made of dusty space cracks, ruthlessly tearing at the Lord of Heavenly Books.

"Your blood, your soul, let us see what he promised you!"

Laojun Tianshu vomited blood, and he kept spitting blood on the Qingning Buddhist lamp.

But in the void, an understatement of the Buddha's mantra came, and the old blood spit out by the Lord of Heavenly Books was obviously useless. The light of the Qingning Buddhist lamp suddenly dimmed, and the spiritual brand imprinted on it by Laojun Tianshu directly shattered. The Buddhist lamp soared into the air and fell into a plump palm as white as snow.

A woman who was white and fat, with a face like a pearl, a clean and transparent smell all over her body, a very round body, and quite gentle and pleasant facial features, who looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old, appeared out of thin air. middle.

She grabbed the Qingning Buddhist lantern, smiled softly and waved to Lord Tianshu: "Little old man, this is a relic of my ancestor. He doesn't want to follow your lackey in heaven, so I took it away... Hee, You are so amazing, you have so many sons!”

This mellow woman, covered with necklaces, covered with jewels, and surrounded by countless layers of Buddha's light, laughed loudly, shook her head, and escaped without making any sound.

Mr. Tianshu Laojun is well-informed, and he naturally recognizes all the leading figures in the many forces in the Supreme Taichu Heaven.

He looked at the direction in which the woman disappeared in shock, and murmured softly: "Zi Xingxiang, who sits at the north gate of the Heavenly Court and is in charge of the Forbidden Heaven Formation in the Northern Star Territory, his little girl... is actually the reincarnation of Landa Holy Land in another life. Disciples...Lingshan, Great Thunder Sound Temple...you, you, are simply...arrogant!"

Three thousand 'Tian Shu Laojun' all moved inwards.

Poor Lord Tianshu's avatar, apart from a Buddhist lamp that has the supreme effect of controlling and suppressing demons, he doesn't have any powerful imperial weapons with him. Huge red lanterns hung high in the sky, and the boundless light of blood suppressed Old Master Tianshu. He could only watch helplessly as these strange creatures that looked exactly like him pounced on him, tearing apart his body piece by piece. Flesh and blood, breaking his own bones, devouring his own soul, completely tearing himself into pieces.

He could especially feel that this ray of his soul was being cut open and minced, and the many secrets and secrets hidden deep in the soul were being wildly extracted and identified by a terrifying and evil force.

In fact, this power went straight to the ray of soul that his clone was entrusted with, and some absolute privacy that must not be known to outsiders, not even the Great Emperor Taichu, rushed through crazily.

If the 'Qing Ning' Buddhist lamp is still there, Lord Tianshu is enough to suppress the soul, and he can barely destroy this private memory at the core of the soul before these aliens swallow his own soul.

But at this moment, there was nothing he could do.

He could only struggle wildly, scream, look at his body, and feel his soul being cut, torn, and torn into pieces... Some scenes from that year flashed before his eyes. Many years ago, in During their war to destroy the Landa Holy Land, he had seen the Qing Emperor's similar methods countless times.

A wisp of essence and blood creates a clone of the opponent.

Use countless clones of the opponent to cause a strong soul impact on the enemy, and then take the opportunity to deal a fatal blow.

This is the Qing Emperor's method!

Why was it learned?

Moreover, the methods are more sinister, more ferocious, more sinister, more cruel and unreasonable!

Such cruelty, such no room for mercy...

This method is also very familiar.

Some extremist Buddha elders in the Landa Holy Land used such methods and had such a character...

"Ha!" Mr. Tianshu saw the ad hoc fleet swooping down from high in the sky... However, he was too late to say hello...