Once Gerisang died, the rest of them had no desire to resist, either died or escape. Not long after, they were dispersed by the three of us.

The bodies on the ground were left with broken bricks and broken walls, and were washed in a drizzle.

The reason why those guys who were running wild and so crazily were so fanatical was half out of religious belief and hatred for the despise. The other half was that they had enough faith in this Gerisan who had been with everyone for decades. His death made everyone desperate and no longer have strong will to resist. After I learned that Gerisan had passed the news to Kang Keyou, I did not have too many intentions to kill and silence. As long as I didn't fight for us, I would just treat it as if I didn't see it and let them go.

First, there are many people, and it is difficult to chase after them. Second, killing people is not a happy thing, especially for those who have a huge gap in strength, it really has no meaning.

When the two sides face off, their blood rush is normal, and if you enjoy killing people on weekdays, it belongs to the category of psychopathy.

This will only damage my heart and make me trapped in the trouble of my inner demons.

After slashing the last person who attempted to turn the tables under the sword, I stretched out my whole body, and the bones on my body were crackling at this time, and Qin Bo put away the flying knife. He was different from mine. Even if he turned around and fled, he could not escape his flying knife pursuit. Seeing that I was in a state of silence, I couldn't help but come forward and asked me, "Xiao Chen, do you want to kill those guys who escaped?"

I shook my head and said calmly: "Forget it, it's still a life. Since Kang Keyou already knows the news, it's meaningless to silence him."

The reason why Qin Bo asked me was mostly because my performance over the past few days had reached the point where he was impressed, which was enough to make him think of having a relationship with my peers. Hearing me say this, he nodded, and did not talk more, but said to me: "Your methods of shocking the insects and burning the sky just now should not be Maoshan, right?"

I said half-truely: "Boy has been to the unpredictable spiritual world of ghosts and gods, and has met with some powerful guys, and has learned some superficial methods."

"Spiritual World?"

Young Master Yiyun was surprised, while Qin Bo seemed much calmer and nodded and said, "People who can enter and exit the spiritual world freely are generally those who have reached the realm of transformation. They have also begun to understand the rules of this world and break the void. If so, Xiao Chen, your ability can be chasing your master back then..."

The only time I went to the spiritual world was because of the distortion of a certain dragon corpse, which was not as the situation as Qin Bo understood. However, I did not intend to explain in detail, but just said modestly: "Uncle Qin, you praise me."

The reason for this is that, firstly, I and Bo Qin were only halfway, and both sides did not reach the level of intimacy that was loyal to each other. Secondly, I had to maintain a sense of mystery with the relationship between Mr. Yiyun and the King of the Evil Spirit Sect.

Maybe both sides will be enemies but not friends in the future, and confess without reservation. To me, it is not a smart thing.

Regardless of the groaning and pain around us, we walked forward in the tiny rain curtain, looking at the ancient temple hidden in the deep mountains, Qin Bo said with emotion: "There are three thousand practitioners in the world, and this Hinduism can have hundreds of millions of believers in the South Asian subcontinent. However, if Nagrisang abandoned the dregs of Nanyang witchcraft and secretly studied the true meaning of the doctrine, with his qualifications and level, he may not be able to come out. It's a pity that he is not good at learning and cannot take care of both ends, and ended up like this. It's a pity, a pity, a pity."

I don't mind hearing Qin Bo sigh for the stubborn death of that generation. In fact, from Qin Bo's perspective, anyone who has profound attainments in the path of cultivation will have regrets.

Those who can practice such art in the Dharma-Ending Age are all extremely intelligent and have excellent situations. It is a pity that they die like this.

Qin Bo has seen countless heroes and wars throughout his life, but he does not attach much importance to Ge Risang's bad deeds.

We left the wreckage and corpses from the collapsed pile of stones. When we passed by the monk's house we had lived in, we also swept away a few monk's robes and packed up the fragments we had put in the room. Along the way, we could see a few believers with panic expressions, mostly ordinary characters with no cultivation. When we saw us, we were like mice who saw cats and fled in panic, we ignored them. When we passed by the hut that raised the temple saints, we saw a panic-eyed look inside through the gaps.

I ignored it, but Young Master Yiyun had the intention of pitying flowers, walked forward and killed General Iron at the door with a sword.

After opening the door, a smell of sweat and urine came from inside. In the not-wide shed, there were thirteen or fourteen women. Some were almost thirty years old, and some were only in their teens. Almost everyone's eyes were panicked and filled with fear. They squatted on the ground, held their knees with their hands, and looked at us carefully.

They were able to get most of the situation through the gaps in the straw shed and the monks running outside. At this moment, they saw the three of us who killed the huge temple and were so bloody that they could not be afraid?

Mr. Yiyun advised these people in a kind manner. I couldn't understand what he said, but the general idea seemed to tell these women that they were free and could leave at will.

However, the shadows before covered the hearts of these people. Even if Mr. Yiyun explained repeatedly, they still buried their heads on the ground like an ostrich, but they did not dare to make any moves. Seeing this situation, Mr. Yiyun was a little angry. At this time, Mr. Qin Bo patted his shoulder and said helplessly: "These women, they were sent to the temple when they were very young, and most of their lives have been spent here. They have been succumbing to the tyranny of those monks. They have had some abnormal movements. They either die or live a life worse than death. I am afraid they still cannot adapt now..."

Young Master Yiyun sighed and muttered. I didn't hear it very clearly. Maybe he was cursing those monks who were hypocritical in their bones.

I looked at the situation here and sighed, "I guess after we leave, they will be bullied by the remaining monks..."

Hearing my words, Mr. Yiyun stopped stopping, but clasped his fists at us and said a while later, then he hid into the darkness. Soon, screams came from everywhere. It turned out that in order for these women to stop being bullied, this guy actually wanted to kill all the monks in this huge temple.

This is really a bit...

I was speechless about Mr. Yiyun, the "friend of women", and ignored me. After greeting Mr. Qin, I came to a high pagoda on the left side of the temple.

I lightly tapped my toes and came to the top of the tower step by step. Looking into the distance, I found that the rain was gradually becoming thinner, and there was darkness everywhere, but the sky was faintly white. It was obvious that fighting overnight was not far from dawn at this moment.

Due to the limitation of distance, the feather Qilin was unable to communicate with his soul if he left about one or two miles away. So I didn’t know whether the little white fox and Buyu had caught the monk Zhiri. Although I knew the general direction, I didn’t know whether the other party had other twists and turns. In the early morning, it was not a good choice to find the road through heavy rain. It would be better to choose to trust and wait for the two to catch me.

I stood at the top of the tower and waited. The drizzle was sparse and it fell on my cheeks, like a sweetheart's kiss, itchy and it made people feel very comfortable.

The rain washed away the blood on my body, and the beautiful scenery of the deep mountains washed my heart. I stood tall. Thinking of the hardships along the way and the pursuit of the blood-handed maniac Kang Keyou, I couldn't help but feel excited.

Although I have avoided confrontation with Kang Keyou head-on throughout the way, if I have the opportunity to compete with this top expert in the world, I will not be too afraid.

Practitioners are originally doing things against the will of heaven. If they are afraid of this and that, they have no desire to challenge at all, and it will be difficult for them to have any future in their lives.

After years of rushing around the world, until after the accumulation in recent years, I felt that my state had gradually adjusted to its peak state, especially during countless practices, I began to touch the realm that Li Daozi had felt before his death. It was a completely different field from the past. It was completely different from the past. I knew that I had been wandering around, not because I was not hard enough, but because I lacked certain opportunities.

You must know that some people will find it difficult to make progress in this level throughout their lives.

The so-called realm cannot be described. When Li Daozi returned to the scene, he forced me to observe, while my master took me to read more of the Eight Trigrams and the Great Liu Ren technique before he was closed. However, I knew one thing that this method might be useful, but it may not be suitable for me.

For me, the best way to break through such a state may be to confront the top masters who are beyond me, and gain insights in the moment between life and death.

The redemption of death.

My thoughts diverged, stretched and far away until several familiar figures appeared in my sight from the forest path.

The sky was slightly white, but it was still dark. Although I could see things at night, it was quite far away and it was not real. I lifted my body and jumped from the tower and ran towards the gate of the courtyard. I soon appeared at the intersection in front of me. I saw the cloth fish and the little white fox looking carefully in the distance, and waited until I saw me before I dared to show my body.

I suddenly saw the monk Zhiri on the shoulder of Buyu, but I saw that the little white fox was also holding someone in his hand. After a closer look, it was the little girl who had recommended herself to the pillow mat.
Chapter completed!