His face changed slightly, and his magic power rose up in his body.

"Killing..."

Ruyi Monk's eyes moved, and I don't know what I remembered, and a hint of vicissitudes of life appeared in his eyes.

He seemed to have expected something and wanted to speak.

"Fellow Taoist wants to punish evil and promote good?"

However, Taoist Tianji had spoken again, as if he had a hint of expectation:

"The old Taoist would like to hear the details, and I will wait and see."

"There is no good or evil, there is good or evil. A thought is bad, which is evil. There is no absolute good or evil in the world, and I am not qualified to define the good or evil of all things, the good or evil of others...

What I do is not to punish evil and promote good, but to practice my own way and seek a clear idea!"

An Qisheng's hands were placed flat on his knees, and his eyes slowly dropped.

The way of heaven and man, the way of good and evil is difficult to distinguish and explain.

He will not do anything to occupy the banner of morality and condemn others and endorse what he does.

He is not a saint, a god, nor a supreme person.

What he seeks, what he knows and what he does, knowing and doing things are united.

That's all.

As for what others think of yourself as good or evil, Buddha or Tao, demon or evil, what does it matter?

Huh ~

There was a dead silence among the mountains of the West Mountain, and only An Qisheng's voice drifted in the sky.

Many real people, real people who have passed through tribulation, seem to have expected something. Many people have slowly stood up, and a phantom appears behind them, stirring up the essence of heaven and earth, and accumulating energy to be on guard.

"Minren An, what exactly are you going to do?!"

A true man who survived the tribulation suddenly stood up and looked at An Qisheng, his body tense:

"If we have a place where we offend real people, we will just say that we will apologize for it and will never commit it again!"

Not only him, but many real people who passed the tribulation also stood up with a serious expression on their faces.

Because, as the words floated, the mountains of the West Mountain were suddenly filled with biting cold. This was even more terrifying than the cold winter month, and it was hard to accept.

This is the murderous intent of the soul.

If you don’t send it, you will be shocked.

"I'm not a domineering person."

An Qisheng responded lightly to the questioning of many real people.

Rumble ~

The wind and clouds gather above the sky, the ink of the sky was gone, and lightning flashed and thunder roared, the thunder dragon rolled, and the electric snake raging.

Smoke and dust are everywhere in the mountains, dead branches and leaves are flying with the wind, and the remaining snow is floating.

It looks like a storm is coming.

"you......"

The real person who asked the question twitched the corners of his mouth, and his hair all over his body exploded, feeling an indescribable powerful murderous intent.

It was not until this time that he felt the power that the Taoist God will once felt.

There was no fluctuation of the essence of heaven and earth, but it seemed that the sky and the earth were rioting, and there were storms and waves everywhere, as if they were about to fall into eternal silence in the next moment.

"Since you are here to this conference of all things, you cannot return empty-handed..."

An Qisheng's voice was neither high nor low, but he suppressed the thunder and rolling sounds of thunder in the sky, echoing clearly in the ears of everyone present, in his heart:

"At this time, there were 147 people in the Altar of Ten Thousand Dharmas! Among them, two Yuanshen, 36 Da Zhenren, and the rest were all heroes of a sect, kings of a place, masters of a supernatural powers, and hundreds of lives..."

In the whistling wind and invisible deterrence, no one can sit in the altar of all dharmas, except for the Ruyi Monk and the old Taoist Tianji.

Everyone stood up involuntarily, their eyes and divine will were all condensed in the middle of the altar of all dharmas.

Then, they saw the Taoist in white erected a finger:

"If you take my move, it's life or death..."

After a pause, An Qisheng looked around the field, calm and indifferent:
Chapter completed!