Chapter 334: Set a Small Goal First, Bloodbath Luojing

A eloquent speaker.

No, it should be the lotus flower spitting out of the tongue.

Dou Changsheng truly experienced the art of talking.

The person in front of me should not be called the Evil Lord Thousand Hands, but the Evil Lord Thousand Mouths.

It can be said that this set of words can't help but fascinate people.

Especially the last sentence can generate infinite associations.

A picture automatically appeared in my mind, and there was a heart-stirring artistic conception.

The pictures have a strong impact and can make you understand everything without too many descriptions and explanations, but the words also have their own beauty, that is, you can have unlimited imagination and imagine the scene that suits you best.

There are obvious advantages and disadvantages between the two. No matter how beautiful a person is, some people will not like it, but the beauty you come up with must be suitable for you.

Dou Changsheng was speechless for a long time, barely suppressing all the strange feelings in his heart, staring at the Thousand-Armed Evil Lord in front of him with piercing eyes, and said calmly: "Senior, please go down and rest first."

"This is not a small matter, let me think twice."

The Thousand-Hand Evil Lord did not continue to persuade him. He obviously knew that too much was too little, so he turned around and left directly.

This time he left without any cover-up, and I don’t know how many people noticed it.

So not long after Thousand-Hand Evil Lord left, Laughing Monk and Wu Junyi had already visited the house, and even the third prince also smelled the smell and came over.

After seeing them, Dou Changsheng did not hide it and directly described the general situation, intending to listen to the thoughts of these people.

Wu Junyi frowned deeply. Just now he was scolding Da Zongzheng, saying that he did not want His Highness to return to the Imperial Capital. However, if the Thousand-Hand Evil Master wanted to do so, he would have to return to the Imperial Capital, which would put him in danger.

But for this reason, Da Zongzheng said that Wu Junyi might not care, but it would be different if it were the Thousand-Hand Evil Lord.

The Thousand-Hand Evil Lord is an evil god from outside the realm. This is an immortal.

The weights represented by the two sides are completely different. As the Thousand-Hand Evil Lord said, the future is a great battle. If you don't advance, you will retreat.

The tricky part is that if His Highness Qianwang's ambition is to stand at the top of the sky, then he must fight for it, but if his ambition is not big, there is no need to fight so hard.

But Wu Junyi suddenly thought of Xiao Wangzhi.

The current situation has changed beyond expectations, and many of Xiao Wangzhi's preparations have been in vain.

But for Xiao Wangzhi, this is not a bad thing.

In the past, although Xiao Wangzhi was confident and worked hard for his ambitions, his success rate was not high.

Xiao Wangzhi cannot move away from this mountain of immortals.

Doomed.

So even if King Xiao is not weak and the treasure in his hand is very strong, many people are unwilling to pay attention to him.

But now that the world is in chaos and immortals and evil gods are constantly fighting, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. What seems unbelievable today will still be unknown in the future.

Wu Junyi has never had great ambitions. How about becoming an immortal?

Wu Junyi is self-aware. Although the Wu family in Huazhou is prominent, it is the limit of being able to help him cultivate to the realm of heaven and human beings.

In the future, it is still possible to endure the late stages of the Heavenly Realm. As for the peak of the Heavenly Realm, I just dare to think about it. No matter how high the goal is, Wu Junyi has never set it.

Wu Junyi is very realistic, but it is reality, so he knows that Xiao Wangzhi will never allow him to persuade Dou Changsheng not to return.

If today's incident had not happened, there would still be excuses to talk about it, but with Thousand Hands Evil Lord's endorsement, there is no choice left.

This is when people are in the arena and cannot help themselves.

Wu Junyi must consider Xiao Wangzhi.

So Wu Junyi remained silent, but his eyes were already looking at the laughing monk.

This Wu Junyi also noticed the clues. In recent days, the Laughing Monk has given Wu Junyi an increasingly dangerous feeling. This proves that the Laughing Monk has improved in strength, whether it is making further progress or regaining his peak strength. , this is not a good thing.

How ambitious a person is.

That's based on where the other person is standing.

If the Laughing Monk is the same as before, he will not have any thoughts of becoming an immortal. Even if it is harmful, it will not cause big waves.

But when the Laughing Monk is at his peak, he is a strong man at the peak of the Heavenly Realm. There are only more than a hundred people with this level of strength among ordinary people, given the size of China.

This is still counting the old guys. Just the younger generation, then the number will be even smaller.

That is to say, the high gold content of the Seventeenth Authentic Sect Masters of this generation is the result of the experience of the Blood Demon Rebellion. Otherwise, in the past, even the Seventeenth Authentic Sect Masters would not necessarily be at the peak of the Heavenly Realm.

The Laughing Monk will definitely become an immortal, and he will definitely not be willing to hide here.

In addition, the last time I went to Zhao's house was also very wrong.

That invitation was not at the top at all. Wu Junyi investigated secretly and has yet to find out who made it.

But there are not many people who can do things silently next to King Qian.

Wu Junyi had various thoughts in his mind, and finally restrained himself from speaking, intending to be a bystander. Monk Laughing didn't know what he was thinking, and did not speak. Instead, the third prince took the lead and said: "Go back."

"We have to go back."

"Zhai Xing Tower is my eldest brother's money bag. If eldest brother doesn't go back, Zhai Xing Tower will be lost."

"Even with Luo Jing's wealth, there is no shortage of cultivation resources, but it is not advisable to work behind closed doors."

"No immortal can cultivate in seclusion in the deep mountains and forests."

"Which immortal has not experienced countless catastrophes and finally emerged from the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood."

"As the saying goes, eternal deeds are all found in killing people."

"Thousand-Hand Evil Lord is right. My eldest brother wants to become an immortal, and his vision must take in the overall situation, rather than being limited to the world."

"Unless the eldest brother doesn't want to become an immortal, he just wants to be carefree for hundreds of years and finally turn into a handful of loess."

Dou Changsheng looked at the third prince. This one had selfish motives. If he did not become an immortal, the throne would not be his. Of course, the throne would not be so attractive at this time.

But only in a chaotic place like the Imperial Capital could he have countless opportunities.

If the third prince stayed in Luojing, he would never be able to escape from his clutches for the rest of his life, but it would be different when he returned to the imperial capital. There was danger there, but it also represented countless opportunities.

Seeing through the third prince's thoughts at a glance, Dou Changsheng looked at the smiling monk and asked directly: "What do you think?"

The laughing monk slowly put down the beads in his hand and said calmly: "Buddha knows all the pros and cons now."

"There is no need for the old monk to say anything more."

"The old monk just said something off-topic."

"Now the world is full of demons."

"Countless careerists are cheering for joy, but why are the people guilty?"

"There is chaos, military disasters one after another, and natural and man-made disasters are sweeping across the country. I don't know how many people will die."

"The Buddha returned to the imperial capital not only to seek benefits for himself, but also to wipe out the demons and restore peace to the world."

"Let the tillers have their fields, the weavers have their vines, the dwellers have their huts, and the young and old have their support."

The laughing monk understands me!

Dou Changsheng slapped the table.

I greatly agree with the words of the laughing monk.

Am I, Dou Changsheng, the kind of person who disregards the safety of the world for my own sake?

wrong.

Return to the imperial capital.

It is for the people of the world.

Now the only way is to abandon Luo Jing and run away.

Otherwise, you will be a thorn in Daqian's side and a thorn in your flesh.

The rebels in Bawang Valley are not as conspicuous as themselves, and they are the existence that Daqian must destroy.

So we have to go back to the imperial capital.

You can go back to the imperial capital and show off, but then you will miss countless opportunities.

Carrying up the world is not only for the sake of enlightenment, but also for the sake of peace in the world.

The Thousand-Hand Evil Lord had already been persuaded, but now there was only one last reason left, and the Laughing Monk made up for it perfectly.

Dou Changsheng said in a deep voice: "The Imperial Capital must be returned."

"For the sake of the people's livelihood in the world, we must win over the Heavenly Corpse Sect before returning to the imperial capital."

"As long as the Heavenly Corpse Sect supports me, then the Seventeenth Authentic Sect will have support from two of them, two great immortal weapons, and the existence of Dongdu Luojing, this will give me a foothold."

The smiling monk's smile stiffened, and he began to curse in his heart.

One moment, it was for the sake of all sentient beings in the world, and the next moment, it began to collude with the Demon Sect.

Even if chaos breaks out now and there is no distinction between good and evil, the reputation of the Heavenly Corpse Sect is too bad. Anyone who hears about playing with corpses and desecrating relatives will be angry. It is strange that this has a good reputation.

If it weren't for the Heavenly Corpse Sect being so powerful, it would have disappeared a long time ago.

The laughing monk couldn't help but give some advice: "Buddha."

"You still have to think about it carefully."

"The influence of Tianzhi Sect is not very good after all."

Dou Changsheng shook his head and said: "If the Heavenly Corpse Sect is not our friend, then it is our enemy."

"This is one of the seventeen authentic sects. The Eighth Generation is the most powerful one. The Heavenly Corpse Sect is so powerful that we must be friends, especially since there are countless corpses buried in Beimang Mountain. These are powerful combat forces."

"For the sake of some fame and the tragic death of countless living people, it is better to use these war corpses to eradicate those rebels."

"It is better to cry for your enemies than to cry for yourself."

Dou Changsheng said this sincerely. After all, his own reputation was not very good and he could not be separated from the Heavenly Corpse Sect in any way. He might as well cooperate directly with the Heavenly Corpse Sect.

Dou Changsheng waved his hand and signaled everyone to leave.

Although I plan to return to the imperial capital, I have to continue to ask for a price, and I can't do nothing.

After Wu Junyi walked out of the room, he sighed, glanced at the laughing monk, and then left. The laughing monk kept smiling, and his expression never changed from the beginning to the end.

After slowly walking back to his room, he saw an old man full of wrinkles, a man with a yellow complexion and a painful expression.

The Laughing Monk sat down slowly and spoke directly: "I invite you two to come here this time to help the disciples of Buddha solve their problems."

"Thousand-Hand Evil Lord, you are an old senior with great strength. I am going to rely on your power this time."

The laughing monk looked at the man with a yellow face and continued to speak: "Prince Xiao, you are also the main force."

"Nowadays, among the top ten aristocratic families in Luojing, the Zhao family has been destroyed, and there are still nine great aristocratic families."

"They control ancient buildings and can interfere with the effect of the Nine Dragon Cauldron. This puts Fozi's control over Luo Jing at great risk."

"As disciples of the Buddha, we naturally have to share worries and solve problems for the disciples of the Buddha."

"None of the nine aristocratic families can be left alive."

"Slaughter them, seal the ancient buildings, and hand over the core of control to Buddha."

The Thousand-Hand Evil Master looked at the Laughing Monk with a smile, couldn't help stroking his palms and praising him: "You are such a monk."

"I've seen you."

"I was watching you when you first observed the seal."

"Who would have thought that a monk with high moral character in the past would now become a scum."

"To be able to sit openly with a villain like me."

"It's true that the world is deteriorating and people's hearts are not as good as before."

The laughing monk raised his eyebrows and finally corrected himself: "Senior Qianju is wrong."

"Everything I do is for the sake of Buddhist disciples and Buddhism."

"Heaven and earth can be used as lessons."

"Personal honor and disgrace are nothing compared to the great cause of Buddhism."

"As long as we can establish a Buddhist kingdom on earth and fulfill the Buddha's decree, even if our reputation is completely ruined and we die on the spot, we will die in a well-deserved way and this life will be worth it."

Thousand-Hand Evil Lord laughed, laughing unscrupulously.

Xiao Wangzhi said coldly: "No need to talk nonsense."

"It is impossible for just a few of us to destroy the nine major Luo Jing families."

"They have ancient buildings that are equivalent to a semi-immortal artifact."

Xiao Wangzhi looked at Thousand Hands Evil Lord and said: "Unless you are a senior Thousand Hands, who can exert power beyond the ordinary."

Thousand-Hand Evil Lord shook his head decisively and said: "Don't look at me like that. My origin has been suppressed now, and I only escaped partially. My current strength is only equivalent to that of a slightly stronger peak Celestial Realm person."

"The world will never see extraordinary power appear so early."

"After all, the immortals take very few actions, and everyone is afraid that they will target them. They have to wait until they cause chaos, or there is a reckless man who becomes a target."

Xiao Wangzhi stared deeply at Thousand-Hand Evil Lord. He didn't believe what he said, but he didn't go into it. He said to the smiling monk: "You can ask His Highness to take action, so that everything will be safe."

"As long as the Nine Dragon Cauldron suppresses them and we sneak attack."

The laughing monk shook his head and said: "If His Highness has to do it for the truth, then what's the use of us?"

"We can't fight them head-on. They are too strong. We must outwit them."

"I will summon the heads of the nine families to come forward. When they leave the ancient building, I will arrest them first, and then raid each family."

Xiao Wangzhi approved and said: "They left the ancient building and are only in the realm of heavenly beings. As long as we take action, we will definitely succeed. There must be someone in them who carries the core of controlling the ancient building. Let the Thousand-faced Man change and not carry the ancient The man who built the core, let him return home.”

"That's enough to steal something. As long as you're careful enough and move fast enough, you can do it several times."

"Even if we are discovered in the end, it will not affect the overall situation and we can attack by force."

Thousand-Hand Evil Lord nodded and said, "This is a good plan."

"They never imagined that we would fall out so quickly."

"After all, they have a moral bottom line. They never imagined that we would be so shameless."

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I don’t want to be confused anymore, but I can’t sleep at all. I get up in the afternoon again, and I will go to the hospital to get sleeping pills tomorrow. It’s another day of being a waste, I go to eat, and I’ll wait for the next chapter.