Chapter 228: Ruins (on)

A group of monks and a group of monks rely on strength, or "do things to the saints" into the place blocked by the government.
The disaster caused all the villages in Xiaoyangshan three hundred miles, the city was destroyed, and the thirteen other counties and towns were ruined, and the walls were broken. There were countless deaths and injuries, and those who just stayed in the open land were lucky enough to return to life.
They don't have rice, the well water leaks with the huge cracks in the ground, and travels a few miles to find the water source, can't find the medicine, and the people sitting in the ruins guard the dead bodies of the bricks, although they are alive. But it is the same as death.
In the dilapidated city of the previous two days, there was still a burst of mourning, crying for a long time, and tears did not help.
The Chi Dao station has been disconnected from the outside, and whether it is rich or poor, there are things that can be eaten in the ruins of the undressed.
No one jumped out and said that the granary of the official government could not be opened because the granary collapsed.
Those who still want to live, gathered together, dragged the grain bags from the rubble under the rubble in the ruins, the sacks broke, the grain scattered, and they took it away from the dust, put it into the broken pot, even the stone I have no time to pick it out.
The monks came and went.
It’s too messy here, they can't stay.
Some people left food, some monks and robes, a storage bag, but did not eat, had to sprinkle some drugs into the water source, and then rescue one or two mortals who could not move, they stopped.
- There are too many people in the disaster, and no one can save it.
The monks gathered at random in a city where life was dead, and used a few sheds for free use as a place to stay. Close to Xiaoyangshan, I want to see what happened.
Of course, without exception, they all came back with a pale face.
"It’s terrible, the smoke in the sky, the thick ash on the ground, the grass and the trees are dead."
"Yeah, we are still standing a hundred and fifty miles away. It is said that within a hundred miles, it is a scorched earth. Yesterday, a guy from Zhengyangmen did not believe in evil, and ventured into the black smoke, and the result was half a cup of tea. No, half of the legs are gone when you escape, hehe!"
There are low-level monks who have been repaired to be shallow and always follow the crowd, and they are amazed:
"Which is the heaven and earth, it is a curse!"
"Hey, don't talk when you don't see it, you can make people laugh." The people who had been motivated before scorned them with a scornful look. "The treasures that can be easily obtained by people are not good things, that is, you guys can Seeing the eye, those big factions piled up in piles."
The low-ranking monks immediately blushed, and despite the anger, they did not dare to scream.
"The mortal has nothing to gain from nothing, let alone our monks? Even if it is a long-awaited sacred pottery, it is also a ferocious beast to look after. If you want to reach out, you will get the treasures to go to heaven, 8,000 years ago Almost, because the medicine is not worth the money, haha."
The mocking laughter is loud.
There are also people who add vinegar to the sarcasm: "Which can, it is a slap in the air. Maybe you can see the Lord in the air fire, the demon brother, isn't that?"
The monk who was born in a well-deserved monk scorned the opening: "You said, Chen He is the younger brother of Gorefiend. There is no Beixuan faction to pass the exercises. How long does it take to get the three fires? Burning, straining the veins, will die in five years."
A group of people who are said to be unable to lift their heads, eyes bright, Bei Xuan Gongfa?
They looked so obvious that a few monks couldn’t help but laugh, and when they left no one, they sneered: "The North Xuan School’s practice was once bad, and there are still many books to be taken. The money that deceives those low-ranking monks can be the internal strength of the North Xuan faction. There is no guidance from the parents, and you don’t want to learn for a lifetime."
"Dao You really cares."
Some people squinted and said, "It is clear that no one can use this method to practice Jin Dan. I think that for those guys, it is a good fortune to be a perfect person to build a foundation. Satisfied, how can it be said that it is useless? It should be very useful!"
The few people who said that they were self-satisfied were sneer and laughed, and the expression was full of disdain for the low-ranking monks.
"Right, who has the news of the real water?"
The true water of the four seas can destroy the three fires, which is well known in the real world.
"I have never heard of it, the Gorefiend is so arrogant, and the masses like the Aggregates are unable to get the real waters of the world. Otherwise, they will die so many disciples and elders. Now they are not looking for a bloodsucker to settle accounts?"
"There is no permission in the East China Sea -"
When it comes to the East China Sea, everyone's look is a change.
Speaking of it, the Gorefiend and the Supreme Master are not going to the East China Sea to annihilate the Yuanlou?
Suspicion, suddenly someone saw the guy who used to sell the news, immediately surrounded to stop the old man who was repaired by Yuan Ying, like a nostalgic old man:
"The predecessors were really keen. People who have been running outside the country all the year round have arrived at Xiaoyangshan so quickly?"
"Let's let!" The old man blinked anxiously. "Who said that I came to sell the news?"
"Is it an refuge? I heard that Daxueshan is so troublesome... Can you catch up with this business?"
The old man couldn't tell, he found a small city to live in, encountered a very spiritual fat pier tracked the result of the collision, was threatened, he even ran out of the three hundred miles to change the place to cultivate a self-cultivation, Three real fires are born, how can it be so difficult to clean?
Seeing this matter is related to Gorefiend, he is not hiding.
"Before the seniors forgive me, this business can't be done." A monk who shook the paper fan smiled and walked over and shook hands. "The secret message that the younger brother just received, the two masters of the magic road have returned from the East China Sea." In the cliff state of Yazhou, it is said that all the way went straight to the capital, and no one actually saw the traces of Gorefiend."
The monks suddenly realized.
"That's right, it seems they are coming here!"
The young man took the opportunity to get out of the house. As a result, he did not take a few steps. He saw the woods not far away, and there were two familiar figures in the monks who came and went.
Despite obscuring the face with a blind eye, it was not so easy to forget the impression that he was not attached to the body a few days ago.
His throat creaked and he hurriedly evaded his face, fearing that he would be misunderstood by the demon.
It’s hard to die, and the guys next to them are still talking loudly.
"How do I feel that this is so weird... The people of the Magic Road said that they went out to sea to destroy the Yuanlou. The result was so clever? When the fire in the air was born, they came back?"
Chen He’s knowledge is stronger than these people ten times, a hundred times, and the sound of the sound suddenly rises.
"Exactly, you may have known the fire in the air early, and went to the East China Sea to find the restraint! Otherwise, the magic repair, they are so kind, remove the scourge of the Yuanlou, eat full?"
"I didn't hear that the Yuanlou and the Gorefiend's younger brother had a great death and hatred. Is this going to eradicate the aftermath?"
"Do you believe this excuse? On the hatred, lost the ghosts of Yuzhou, is the real ‘after suffering’, how can you not see the Gorefiends go to the Western Regions to remove the roots?

"Yes, the origin of Chen He is unknown. Gorefiend is for him. Why do you swallow the moon with a magical repair and board the ship, send a heart to follow Wanchun, and even the person who goes to the sky? Chen He is them. who?"
This said that everyone nodded, and the old people were cold and sweaty.
"Maybe it is a heavenly patron." Someone said ironically.
These people who did not want to get the three real fires, strangely added a sentence: "That is really heaven and earth, go out to sea and destroy the Yuanlou's "shun" to the four seas of true water, back to the Central Plains 'just happened' to meet the last three fires A good thing in the world can make him catch up."
Chen Wo suddenly squeezed his fist.
His killings are invisible, and the people around him can't feel it. Only the old man can't wait to block his ears, and his face is fainting.
The release of the sweep did not sweep the group of people, only looked at the younger brother.
When he was young, Chen He slowly vomited and gradually released his tight fingers, letting the group go far.
"Teacher?" "Little apprentice?"
"nothing."
Chen Wo has no sorrow and no sorrow, and his face is calm.
It’s just like this, and it’s the same thing from the flames. What is the idiot of these realms?
"I just have some emotions..." Chen Wo said with a self-deprecating smile. "A person who is so unlucky like me is also lucky and not good enough to be taken care of by heaven."
He can laugh on these four words for hundreds of years.
Tiandao hated to kill him. As a result, in the eyes of the world, Tiandao became his biggest helper.
Imagine those guys who cursed the heavens and why they should pay attention to Chen He. Imagine if there is wisdom in heaven, what do you want to do? Isn't it a joke that deserves to laugh all the time?
Qu Hong patted Chen Wo's shoulder and did not speak.
Let the eyes turn to release the little apprentice.
I don't know if I didn't understand it, or didn't know what to say. I even came up with the following sentence: "I don't have to, I am the same. Master's luck is not good, and the luck of our entire martial art is terrible."
"..."
Qu Hong rushed to his eyes, how do you say it?
Chen Wo is dumb, quietly behind the sleeves of the shackles - Qu Hong has just buried everyone in the Escort, brother, do you poke the wound like this?
"There are more and more monks here, no more than three days, and the sword...will come to Wanchun, and we will wait here."
The interpretation of the hair is Chen Heli's hairy yellow curled hair tail: "First adjust the interest rate, the stone fire is anxious, the real yuan needs to be comforted. The brothers are guarding you."
Chen He’s eyes fell from the release to Qu Hong.
I felt that it was impossible for the mentor and the disciples to fight at this time, so I nodded and found a corner.
Until Chen He closed his eyes, the real yuan was running for 18 weeks, and after listening to the sound outside, Qu Hong only sighed:
"What was the appearance of the North Xuan School before the ban on the snowy peaks of that year?"
The breath of release is a stagnation, long time no words.
"Tell it."
Qu Hong’s eyes were empty, and he fixed his gaze at the tumbling smoke of the horizon:
It’s useless for the teacher, letting you face the horrible image alone.

"...Master saved me twice and taught me a lifetime. It is too much. If you can't pay for it, how can you say it is a disaster?" Shi Yan turned over his head and whispered. "If there is no teacher, then 18 years old. When I was sick and died on the streets, even though all of this was a robbery, there was no such thing as the Master’s sorrow. I have already died in the Ice Caves of Daxueshan, or I am in danger."
The world has been sorrowful and joyful, and it has been seen too much.
However, he always remembers that the Taoist who traveled to Dongning County three hundred years ago, holding a dusty, free and easy, temperament is outstanding, and his eyes are red:
"Your enemy, I can kill it with a sword... and through the mysterious, ignoring the customs, the heavens and the earth, the metaphor of everything, the courage of Wanfu, the unpredictable technique, I can do it. teach you."
Released from the memory to awaken God, to comfort Qu Hong:
"Master, wait for your little apprentice to have the power to get through the sky, and give you this breath."
Qu Hong felt mixed, and he said, "Why is Chen Wo, not you?"
"The younger brother has done it last time, and he is more familiar."
"..."
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