Shading the sky: the merciless emperor

Chapter 43 Stain
On the second day, a shocking news came from the starry sky.

Renzuguan, in the central square, is full of people standing there at the moment, crowded and dense.

In the center of the huge square, there is a stone pillar standing, and a stone on it is playing the scene of the white-haired man sitting at the table eating.

The oil lamp was quietly hung on the beam of the house, hanging by a rope, exuding a warm halo.

White rice, steaming hot soup in a clay pot, looks a lot of oil, a chicken head sinks and floats in the soup.

This is a bowl of chicken soup.

Four children, an old man, and an aunt, the six of them were chatting happily and laughing from time to time, but the white-haired man sat there quietly, not eating, just watching the food quietly.

In the end, the aunt talked to him, and after asking all kinds of questions, the white-haired man's eyes gradually turned cold.

As soon as the picture turned, the lights outside were dim, and the lights in mortal towns were bright, lanterns were hung on the door of every house, and there were some bacon on the door, and some cats and dogs were lying lazily in front of the door.

Children are playing and playing, it is very lively, and there are firecrackers from time to time.

Everyone in the square saw this scene with smiles on their faces.

"It's great, I was like this when I was a child, squatting in front of my house, teasing my rhubarb, but I can't go back."

"It would be great if we monks were in the same situation. We didn't fight and kill, and we only lived a peaceful life. We worked hard for a little food every day, but it was better than monks. Cultivators are worried every day and have to face life and death every day."

"That white-haired man is ruthless, how can he sit with mortals?"

"Unexpectedly, he has another side."

The people around were discussing, and many people were watching silently. Some emotional people couldn't bear to see this kind of scene, and shed tears quietly, with only memories of not stepping on the road of God in their minds.

After a while, the screen returned to Xu Changqing's place again, but after Xu Changqing ate a piece of chicken, he frowned and his eyes turned cold.

Those young girls looked at Xu Changqing frowning suspiciously, and asked one after another: "Big brother, isn't it delicious?"

The young people present were taken aback, is it delicious?they do not know.

Because they have never eaten the food of mortals.

From childhood to adulthood, there are delicacies from mountains and seas. Even if they walk on the road of God, they will kill many special creatures on the way to fight.

Those creatures have good cultivation, even without any seasoning, they are still delicious.

But the next moment, everyone saw that Xu Changqing smiled softly, stood up, rubbed the heads of a few children, and said softly: "How could it be, the chicken soup is delicious."

The people in Dilu were all taken aback, some couldn't figure it out, Xu Changqing would still show a gentle smile, which didn't fit his character.

"Wuqing said it's delicious, but is it really delicious?" some foodies asked.

"I don't know. If you have time, go to a mortal town and try it out."

"The things that mortals eat, aren't they very dirty, with dirt and stains, can they be eaten?"

"Won't that come out?"

The people in Dilu were all discussing whether the meals of ordinary people were delicious, and they didn't notice that Xu Changqing's smile became colder and colder, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

In the dark, several vague figures of Dilu's so-called strongest young generation watched silently in the void.

They have never felt that kind of world of mortals, and they have been practicing since they were born.

A town for mortals, to them, is beautiful.

The atmosphere of family reunion and the release of lovesickness made them very envious.

But at the next moment, there was a sudden soft sound, and everyone was stunned. The originally warm scene suddenly became extremely scarlet, and all kinds of brains and blood splattered.

That innocent and cute little girl had her head crushed by Xu Changqing! !

"This..." Many people were silent when they saw this scene, they couldn't believe it, they couldn't speak, and there were many voices of drooling in the scene.

Afterwards, the people at Renzuguan saw Xu Changqing covering the entire town of mortals with a sword.

The small town that used to be brightly lit and happy, suddenly turned into a purgatory, and finally turned into a desert.

After Xu Changqing's figure disappeared, a figure slowly appeared from the sky, with an extremely excited smile on his face, and while running crazily in the air, he shouted vigorously: "Fathers and folks, I have risen, I have become a saint!"

But the next moment, that person's face became stiff, and he stood in the sky in a daze, with doubt and fear in his eyes, swallowed, and said softly: "What's going on, what about my family?" , where is my town?"

He fell from the sky into the desert, and stood stiffly in place, his hair blown by the night wind.

"Whoo~"

A gust of wind blew up, and the sand under his feet was immediately blown up, exposing several bones, and a white bone hand tightly grasped a red bag.

"huhuhuhu"

The man's breathing became short of breath, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his pupils were shrinking, he bent down weakly, picked up the red bag, and opened it.

There are several lines of writing on it.

"Ma'am, I've been taken by Dongtian, I'm going to practice now"

It was just a simple sentence, but it caused the man in the picture to collapse, and he knelt down on the ground, crying loudly, hugging the white corpse, and roaring: "Why, why, why!"

The people in Diguan were silent, and when they returned from cultivation, they found that their family and people were gone.

So what's the point of practicing?
The blue-haired man hid in the dark, and nodded with satisfaction when he saw this scene. He observed the people in the square and found that some people had tears streaming down their faces, or expressions of doubt about life appeared on their faces.

He praised his acting skills.

"I almost believed it myself."

However, those younger generations found it tricky, as if everything was set up, why did Xu Changqing do it suddenly, and there was still a screen record, couldn't he notice it?
But in the next moment, there will be an explanation.

The person in the picture broke down and cried, took out the photo stone, and said a few words to the picture.

"My family is dead, my wife, my children are dead, and I don't want to live anymore because I don't think it makes any sense."

"I'm in the realm of a saint now. Although I don't have many treasures, I will leave everything I have. I hope that the person who saw me trace back the picture can help me take revenge."

Then he performed the taboo secret technique to go back in time.

The perspective of the final picture is different from that of the picture stone, but the content is exactly the same.

Everyone was silent, even if they suspected that this picture was not real, they believed it completely at this moment.

Because that person sacrificed himself at the cost of his life in exchange for the short-lived power to go back in time.

In the last scene, a girl picks up the shadow stone, and the scene of the shadow stone being released ends here.

Everyone in Diguan was silent, especially the younger generation in the dark, but some people disagreed, some of them were more cruel than Xu Changqing.

"Ruthless is very strong. According to the rumors alone, he is much stronger than that son of the feathered god. There are even rumors that he is now the No. 1 of the younger generation, and the throne of this generation belongs to him."

"If this kind of monk who tortures and kills mortals becomes an emperor, will all of us have to be in fear all the time?"

"After he becomes emperor, will he enslave the heavens, kill people for fun when he is bored, or launch a dark turmoil to achieve a certain purpose?"

In the square, there were discussions, some people were inciting emotions and spreading panic, everyone was stunned, and then their faces turned pale.

That's right, that kind of person kills mortals without mercy, using mortal souls to cultivate, or imprisoning mortals' cultivation and turning them into cannon fodder.

If he became emperor, would he also kill them, or even launch a dark turmoil, just to refine weapons and pass them on to the world forever?

However, Tianjiao in the dark did not agree with those people's words, and said coldly: "Do you still want to become an emperor? Can an executioner like him become an emperor?"

"Don't think about it, if he can become an emperor, that pig can become a fairy."

"After the ancient roads converge, it will be the time of his death."

Many strong people felt very uncomfortable when they heard the people from Dilu talk and saw them comparing themselves with Wuqing, although they admitted that Wuqing was very strong.

But they can also achieve the feat of beheading a holy king in the realm of a saint.

Eight prohibitions, they also have.

God's ban, triggered once or twice.

He has an invincible background, countless resources and techniques, and many followers of saints and saints.

He is ruthless, has no background, no resources, no imperial scriptures, how can he compare to them?
Now he is just emerging, but after that, maybe he will be besieged to death as soon as he appears.

No matter how amazing the strong man is, if he hasn't grown up, he's just a piece of shit.

And he has no background, no guardian, he is ruthless, what can he compare with us peerless geniuses?

Many gods or special physiques in the dark, thinking of this level, suddenly felt that Xu Changqing was just like that.

(End of this chapter)