After practicing to the Pure Yang Wuji, I found that it was a strange world

Chapter 51 Condor
Shangguan Lei looked at this scene in surprise.

He was swept into the air and was completely unable to control his body.

Under this tremendous force, he felt like an ant.

It was just like the ant I played with when I was a child.

No matter how the ant struggled, he would move it back to its original place.

Now he is the ant.

But what Shangguan Lei couldn’t understand was?
Why? Why could someone use magic on him?

Why can't they stop the thousands of years of fortune in front of their Shangguan family and the Canglang flag that has been fluttering in the wind for thousands of years?
According to the Taoist priest in black robe.

According to Cangyuan Dao, the largest Taoist sect in Guangyuan Prefecture.

I'm afraid even a Jindan Zhenren would not be able to deal with them.

So why is this?

He Qing looked at Shangguan Lei quietly.

The woman crawling on the ground looked at He Qing with a red and swollen face.

Looking at him in white clothes, he looked like a god.

This moment seemed like a dream, but the severe pain told her that this was reality.

Under the huge wind pressure, she had some difficulty breathing, but her mood improved unexpectedly.

"It's saved, she said."

Strangely enough, in that situation just now, even when she was being beaten, she didn't cry out.

Now the tears were pouring down like rain and I couldn't stop them no matter what I did. I was almost choking with sobs.

"Let me go, I am your superior."

Before he could finish, He Qing interrupted him.

"I seem to have heard this sentence somewhere. Do people in your Shangguan family like to say this so much?" He Qing asked curiously.

At this moment, Shangguan Lei also understood something.

This Taoist priest in white came from Lishan.

Leaving the mountain?

This is a faraway place, and they have not yet invaded it.

In other words, this Taoist clearly had no grudges or deep hatred against them.

Why did he dare to go against the Shangguan family and the king who swept across Guangyuan Prefecture?
Intense doubts filled Shangguan Lei's heart.

"We have no grudges against each other, so I guess I haven't touched anything from you."

"As long as you let me go, I'm willing to give you anything and let me do anything."

Hearing these words, He Qing's expression remained calm.

"Remember, you have no right to make demands to me, you are just a pariah."

He read out the sentence word by word.

These are exactly what Shangguan Lei said just now.

After he finished speaking, when the storm suddenly subsided, Shangguan Lei died in an intense pain like being cut into pieces.

"You will die a miserable death. I will be waiting for you down there!"

With the utterance of this sentence, Shangguan Lei fell completely silent.

None of this was heard amid the fierce wind and snow.

It seemed that everything outside was still calm.

At least He Qing could still occasionally hear the woman's screams.

"Do you know the evil here?"

He Qing asked the woman.

The woman nodded.

"Do they all deserve to die?"

"All deserve to die!"

"it is good."

As soon as the words fell, the wind in the whole world became inexplicably restless.

All the winds were surging, almost like a tsunami.

At this moment, the howling of the wind filled the sky and the earth, filling every corner.

In such a ruthless wind, people died one after another.

They may have been drinking, singing, or doing some sinful thing when they died.

They died without any feeling, and only could they vaguely see their own bodies when their heads fell.

Surprise was their last emotion.

In this divine power.

Those who survived felt it was just like a dream.

Only after they confirmed it again and again did the faint crying sound slowly come out.

"Are you a god?" the woman suddenly asked slowly. He Qing shook his head and nodded.

He shook his head because He Qing did not realize his identity as a mountain god.

In his subconscious, he is just a person, a living person.

As for the mountain god, this is just a label imposed on him by the outside world.

"Live well."

"Immortal."

When He Qing walked out the door, he saw someone lying in the snow.

There were also ragged women who wrapped themselves up and cried in grief.

Some of the more desperate ones have even hanged themselves.

He Qing stopped her with the wind.

"Calm down for a few days. If it still happens, then whatever happens will be fine."

He Qing found that this was all he could do.

After sighing, He Qing transformed into a divine eagle and continued to move forward.

Guangyuan Prefecture is very big, and this is just a village.

If you meet him, you can save him.

But this was not his main purpose.

This is not enough to truly turn the situation around.

No matter how powerful He Qing is, he can't influence an entire prefecture.

So he must first figure out the forces that can unite.

At least around here, he had to find it first.

He Qing wanted these forces to serve as Lishan's vanguard so that everything would not reach Lishan so quickly.

Lishan can also be used as a base camp or a rear base to accommodate refugees from Guangyuan Prefecture.

With the resources that Lishan possesses, it is fully capable of becoming an important town.

Soon, He Qing found a temple.

There are many refugees in this temple, and many monks are running in the snow.

Just then, a man raised his head.

"what is that?"

An extremely huge snow-white eagle was circling in the sky.

This divine eagle is extremely majestic, with storms all around it, as if it is the lord of storms.

A monk shouted in horror.

Suddenly, the others also looked up at the sky.

At this sight, a sense of panic began to spread.

"Eagle demon?"

This giant eagle is too terrifying, and the storm it creates when flying in the wind and snow is too fierce.

Soon, a young monk called out an old monk wearing a cassock.

The old monk held a wooden fish in his hand.

when!
"The sound is quite clear."

At this moment, a sentence suddenly floated out from the sky.

The old monk stared at the wooden fish in his hand in amazement.

This wooden fish is a Buddhist artifact that has been blessed by the Buddha's light and worshipped with incense for a hundred years.

If even this is ineffective, then Guangli Temple is really...
At this moment, He Qing had already fallen to the ground.

The huge divine eagle shocked everyone, and many monks surrounded it with fear on their faces.

He Qing turned into his original form.

I couldn't help but think about it.

The people in this world are too prejudiced against monsters.

It is true that many monsters harm people, but there are also good monsters among them.

It's true that not all people are good.

It was these rebels who ravaged Guangyuan Prefecture. They were almost inhumane.

When a person has the choice to act more gently but does not, he becomes a bad person.

He Qing transformed into a Taoist priest with a gentle smile on his face.

"I came to ask something."

"The demon king in the transformation stage! Everyone, run, run to the demon-suppressing tower."

He Qing silently looked at the old monk who was shouting, feeling speechless.

(End of this chapter)