Did you know you were wrong

Jin Chou covered the wound on his body. Before that, under the Buzhou Mountains, King Yin stabbed him seven times and sent people to torture him, causing many wounds on his body.

Although it was stopped by magic power, the bleeding stopped, but it was not healed, and there was a bit of pain in the cold wind.

But daylight has appeared after all, and everything will be a thing of the past.

When they arrived at the Buzhou Mountains, many people gathered there and knelt in the direction of King Yin, and the moment King Yin appeared, he raised his head and looked at him.

"Here we come," he said.

Jin Qiu landed in front of him and nodded, "I agreed to see you today."

The people below heard his voice, but they were indifferent, no sound appeared, and no head was raised.

"The king manages them very well," Jin Qiu said.

King Yin glanced indifferently, "There is no need for ants to be controlled. Obedient ones are suppressed, and disobedient ones are trampled to death."

"The king is still the same as before."

"Gu has not changed, so I must do what I said to Gu. I let you off that day, but now you come again, you must have obtained the law of the dance of the mulberry forest."

"I think of it, Wang, let's do it."

Jin Qiu didn't say any more, he believed that Zhao Yangqing had brought someone here, and that the King of Yin mentioned the matter of Sang Lin Zhiwu first, because he knew that he had figured out a way, and there were people who could cast it.

He just has to do it.

When the sun is fully out of the east, the people of Yin are moving, and the dance of the mulberry forest is best used at night, and when the sun rises in the morning, although the haze is still there, it becomes fading away, so it is not the best time to use the dance of the mulberry forest.

But Yin Wang obviously didn't care.

He came here today to witness the defeat of Sanglin Zhiwu.

The flustered and strange music rose, and Jin Chou listened to Sang Lin's voice, it was chaotic and without trace, he just listened without doing anything.Until Sang Lin danced, he bowed his head to the west, beckoning to Zhao Yangqing.

Then another piece of music was played.

Extremely stable music, stable but weak, under the impact of the mulberry forest, it looks like duckweed in the waves, but it is produced by a copper bell after all, even if it is weak, it cannot be knocked down by just anything.

Sang Lin's power is strong and changeable, while Da Wu's power is still weak, but anger is gradually growing in the dark.

King Yin frowned, as if he didn't expect to hear anger in Jin Chou's music.

Music is full of emotions, feelings, and thoughts. Although the mulberry forest is chaotic, it has its own structure. Every movement and change of music tells one thing.

Jin Chou's music is also talking about one thing, from abiding by etiquette to family ruin.

Le has always been stable, and the place where fluctuations are most likely to occur in the middle only strengthens the indignation, only

Sang Lin's music has been restraining it, crushing it to death, as if there is no possibility of turning over.

But Jin Chou had already walked to King Yin's side, and he said, "Borrow the sword."

These words are very familiar, and there is no barrier of identity.

The king of Yin looked at him, "What's the use of borrowing a sword?"

"Score."

"Gu will lend you?"

"Yes, the king's heart is wider than mine."

King Yin remained silent, staring into Jin Qiu's eyes, frowning, untied the sword and threw it to Jin Qiu.

He didn't carry a sword in the past, but this time the sword might have been prepared for Jin Qiu.

Jin Chou took it, walked away, drew his sword out of its sheath, touched lightly on the peak of the sword, and flicked the blade with his fingers.

The bloody aura on the Taique sword burst out, and the sword aura was about to cut the person's face. Jin Qiu's hand did not bleed, and his face was even less likely to bleed. He broke the martial arts movement with the bloody sword, completely breaking the stability.

So happy to change.

The stability is still there, the killing is outstanding, and the momentum is counterattacking.At this time, the mulberry forest was weak, so Dawu crushed the mulberry forest, broke through its appearance, and then hit its inside.

The music of Dawu is rising, and the sound of Hong Zhong resounds throughout the world, and there is no mulberry forest in the world.

The people who played the music were still there, as if they were wondering why Sang Lin stopped. They tried to play again, but they couldn't stand out from the encirclement of Dawu's world.

King Yin raised his head and signaled Sang Lin to stop.

One kind of music disappeared, but another kind of music was still intensifying. The thicker and thicker copper bells appeared, and the world seemed to be a bell.

The monks kneeling on the ground raised their heads. They woke up from the mulberry forest, only awake and angry.

Jin Qiu is indifferent, these people are already awake, so it is absurd to wake up again.

Dawu is still thickening, and there are people whispering underneath.

"The Prince of Yin has lost! It's better to be an immortal."

"Shhh, it's just that Sang Lin was defeated, and King Yin was not defeated."

"How about that?"

Although a group of people woke up, they were still anxious.

King Yin was right there, and no one dared to look directly at him.

Immortal Chongxiu suddenly said: "Let's sing together, don't talk about other things."

Le Na can understand it after listening to it once, but after the immortal Chongxiu finished speaking, there was silence under the Buzhou Mountains.

There are people singing along, one sound, ten thousand sounds.

Da Wu's music became clearer and richer.

Jin Qiu walked up to King Yin and returned the sword.

Neither of them said a word.

Sang Lin was obviously defeated, but Da Wu kept playing, getting longer and longer, as if it would never stop.

Emmanuel never surrounds the mountains

Immortal Chongxiu's voice was interspersed with this, and he said: "The plague should go away, the war should stop, and the cleansing will never recover."

After saying this, the sky and the earth trembled, and the spiritual energy flew in all directions. All the corpses that died in the past ten years were touched by the spiritual energy and turned into ashes.And the sick body will be sublimated, and the body will be lighter when the disease is gone, and the vitality will be revived again.

The people who started the war felt relieved, and under the music, they only felt that all the past events were false, and they no longer had the heart to provoke and attack.

After this experience in the world of cultivating immortals, as many years ago, they only knew about pure cultivation.

But the Immortal Chongxiu said that the cultivation of the immortals will never be restored, and the world of cultivating immortals has been cultivated for 6000 years, and the war has ceased, so how could it be impossible for them not to cultivate.

The words that should have been suspected were spread in the world, as far away as Wu Chu, and as close as they were, no one could not hear or understand.

But no one resisted.

The Dawu movement is very steady and deep, but not quiet. There are times when it is quiet, but it has not appeared for a long time.

What Dawu is talking about is killing and scrambling. If you kill me, I will kill you, overthrow everything about you, take everything from you, destroy your name, and take your profits.

There is no word "Qing" among these kinds, only the word "Wu".

Defending the family and the country, guarding what one owns, is Wu.

Destroying fields and land, and taking what others have is also martial arts.

The Wu who worships the immortals is a great Wu, who protects himself and kills himself.

It is unclear, restless, and does not abide by one's own heart, but is burning with desire.

The desire for revenge, the desire for contention.

This is not like the joy of cultivating immortals, but except for cultivating immortals, no one's joy can be so stable when killing.

Its appearance is angry, but its heart is calm, quieter than anyone else.

But there are very few people in the world who worship immortals.

When the great martial arts is played, there will be no clean cultivation in the world, and the world will start to fight for it. If they don't calm down, the world will be in chaos.

The chiming of the bell was replaced by the sound of the drum, and the music stopped when the day was born.

The world returned to silence.

A new voice appeared: "Kill King Yin!"

"Kill King Yin!"

King Yin was unfair to the world, wanted to take over the world, and killed the world, and the world should kill him.

Immortal Chongxiu listened to all this, "How to kill the king of Yin, who can kill the king of Yin, I am no match for the king of Yin, you are no match for the king of Yin. I am a rebellious minister of the king of Yin, and you are my rebellious ministers. , none of them are gentlemen, none of them can attain the Tao, and none of them deserve to live in this world!"

"Immortal!" The crowd prostrated themselves on the ground, they knew from the words that Immortal Chongxiu was really no match for King Yin, otherwise they wouldn't have said it directly, as if they were woken up by cold water, and they would never dare to kill King Yin again.

Immortal worshipers don't look at them, only look at Yin

As soon as he finished speaking, all the people below shouted together, "The immortal speaks carefully."

Jin Chongxiu has always been cautious about his words, and when he said what he said, he had already thought about it.

There was the sound of crying bitterly, no one wanted to be tortured by the King of Yin again, the Immortal Chongxiu lost to the King of Yin, the aftertaste of the Great Martial Arts Movement was over, they only felt that the world would change.

The will to fight was overwhelmed by panic.

Everyone is helpless.

The King of Yin looked at them, "Would you rather respect Jin Chongxiu or Gu Gu." He rarely called Jin Chongxiu, which was a waste of face.

Silence began to shroud. Since many days ago, the Buzhou Mountains have often been so silent, and there is no smell of people.

They were still cowardly monks, no one dared to answer first.

Eventually someone couldn't bear it and was about to speak.King Yin seemed to have exhausted his patience, and suddenly said: "Yu Guzao is a boring thing in the world. This time, I just came to see the effect of the dance in the mulberry forest. Since Jin Qiu can break this, Gu will not fight with him. You like this There is really no need for the monks to be led by others, a group of common people, kneeling in front of Gu, Gu still feels disgusting."

After saying this, he walked away, as if he really didn't feel anything.

Jin Qiu didn't stop him, but just looked at the people below. He didn't know them very well, but he understood them very well.

"Do you want me to stop Yin Wang?" He asked.

Everyone shook their heads, "Immortal mana is not as powerful as Yin Wang, but his character is far superior to Yin Wang. I can't live without an immortal. Immortals don't want to provoke Yin Wang for me."

Before, he wanted to kill King Yin, but now he said not to mess with him.Really changeable.

"Are you willing?"

"The immortal said, if you want to be able to bend and stretch, I can't wait for King Yin. There is no reason why I should not be reconciled."

"How did he treat you, everyone is so afraid."

The monks below were trembling and did not dare to answer, as if if they said something bad, they would be captured and tortured at night, and there was no way out.

Seeing them like this, Jin Qiu said, "I have many shortcomings, so I should not honor the name of an immortal."

"That's right, immortals don't underestimate themselves, we only admire immortals when we are familiar with them."

This group of people spoke very well, as if they had discussed it long ago.

Jin Chou shook his head, and suddenly said: "I have killed many people and done many evil things these years, if I come out sooner, there will not be so many dead people in the world."

There was silence below, listening to his words.

More and more people are crying.

"I said immortals, don't belittle yourself. There is nothing in the world of cultivating immortals that can really be hidden. If we don't say it, we don't blame the immortals. In the past

"The world of cultivating immortals can be quiet for 6000 years. It cannot be the result of Qingxiu. When it comes to Qingxiu, some people don't want to Qingxiu. As a junior, I always think that I have something extraordinary. I study some secret methods and secret recipes to harm others. Harm yourself, immortals take precautions before they happen, killing them is right."

"As the head of a sect, we don't have the eyes of an immortal when we still have to investigate. If the immortal hadn't killed all the young people, our sect might not have survived today."

"In the past 1000 years of practice in the world of immortality, 1000% of the people died due to killing. In the world of immortality, only a few people were killed in [-] years of practice, and [-]% of them survived. This is all thanks to the immortals."

"Immortals are working hard for the world of cultivating immortals, and they don't hesitate to protect their reputation to protect peace. Some people who don't understand immortals suspect immortals. Those people deserve to die."

"..."

Jin Chou listened silently. He had thought many times about whether the world knew his true nature, but it turned out that what he did could not be concealed in the end, but it was ridiculous to say it was black.He killed talented young people who loved to study, not for the sake of peace in the world of immortality, but to use the smallest force to maintain the largest gain.

Hunyuan needs a stable world, he obeys orders and can kill people to keep peace.

If Hunyuan wants a chaotic world, he can also obey orders and kill people to make the world chaotic.

It's all for selfishness, all for profit.

Praising meritorious deeds is just a tactic to deceive the world. In today's world of cultivating immortals, those who cultivate are not immortals, but the mud of flies and dogs.

But the eyes of all the people below were shining, and they looked at Jin Qiu longingly.

Who tricked them and told them that everything is for the sake of the world?

"I am doing it for the sake of the world, but the world is still in chaos. In this way, it can be seen that Qingxiu is wrong. Starting today, the Qingxiu should be Qingxiu, and the method should be practiced. Magical weapons and sharp weapons are accompaniments to cultivating immortals, and magic spells are deceptive." Ghosts, but for cultivating immortals, it must be done. I have been blinded by Qingxiu for many years, and now it is time to break the way."

"But then the world will be chaotic!"

"The world is in chaos."

Jin Qiu flicked his sleeves and walked to the depths of Buzhou.

The author has something to say: If you have a fever and your brain is confused, if you find something wrong, you must tell me in time, otherwise I may not realize it myself_(:з」∠)_