Chapter 3846： The end of the era

For Tang Zhen, there are places for cultivation everywhere, and there is no need to specifically select the heaven and the blessed land.

However, the sect under his feet was indeed a blessed land, and before the catastrophe came, it was a real forbidden place for mortals.

Dongtianfudi is the place that monks desire, especially the big sects, and they rob them at all costs.

Once it is successfully obtained, it will make every effort to maintain it.

No matter how much you invest, you won’t suffer. Dongtianfudi is able to feed back the monks and is the best breeding ground for the Ten Thousand Years Sect.

To maximize the value of Dongtianfudi, it is necessary to establish a corresponding magic circle in order to fully display the effect of practice.

If it can't be done, the heavens and blessings will become ordinary.

After practicing to a certain level, the requirements for the heaven and the blessed earth will become lower and lower.

When the body is self-contained, has rules and derives everything, the existence of the heaven and the earth has no meaning.

The monk is no longer limited to one mountain and one river, but looks at the whole world, where there are places of cultivation everywhere.

For the powerhouses of the **** king level, their practice has nothing to do with the outside world, which is a pure self-improvement.

The existence and destruction of oneself has nothing to do with the outside world.

This abandoned sect became Tang Zhen's temporary training place, waiting for new news to arrive.

In the beginning, the people were still a little uncomfortable, and they were also cautious when doing things.

I was afraid of accidentally provoke this nobleman who did not know the origin.

Although no special methods were shown, everyone could see that Tang Zhen must be a practitioner.

It is simply easy to deal with them.

Everyone didn't understand. It was obvious that all the monks were fleeing, so why did Tang Zhen go the other way?

Is it because life and death have been seen through, or because of other reasons.

No one dared to ask, so as not to get into trouble.

As the days passed, everyone adapted to Tang Zhen's existence, and even curious children came to watch.

After the villagers got the food, they would take the initiative to give it to Tang Zhen, and gradually they had the courage to talk with him.

Soon they discovered that Tang Zhen was not that scary, but was very approachable.

Every one of the cultivators I met on weekdays was arrogant to death, and there were very few gentle and low-key cultivators.

Some people even wondered if they were dazzled, Tang Zhen was actually ordinary people.

After another two days, a group of robbers suddenly appeared, one by one with wicked looks.

After they rushed into the sect, they waved their swords and spears to gather these people together.

The people were so scared that they knew that these robbers were lunatics. They knew that the catastrophe was coming, so they became more and more crazy.

Taking advantage of the fire, he committed countless evil deeds.

A group of ordinary people, who are targeted by fierce robbers, will definitely end up with a lot of misfortunes.

"Your Excellency, help my grandson!"

The old man who had chatted with Tang Zhen several times suddenly called out loudly, and his words were full of prayers.

Some people also took the opportunity to shout loudly, believing that Tang Zhen was their only hope.

They looked in one direction, which was where Tang Zhen practiced, and their eyes were full of expectation.

"What are you shouting?"

Upon hearing this, the robbers suddenly became vigilant and tried to find Tang Zhen's trace.

This is the practice sect, if a monk jumps out, it is possible to kill them all in a second.

It was just that with the advent of the catastrophe, the monks had already chosen to flee, and even the aura of heaven and earth became weaker and weaker.

This is the real calamity of Xihe Great Realm, and it is being demoted from a high-energy plane to a low-energy world.

This kind of extraction and suppression will last at least one hundred thousand years, and it will always be in the Age of Doom.

The monks became more and more difficult to appear, and even gradually became legends,

After one hundred thousand years, the situation will gradually improve, and the dusty pearl will gradually bloom.

The monks were aware of this, and decisively chose to flee, lest the catastrophe would affect themselves, and change from the monks above them to ordinary people.

The sects have been abandoned, and mortals can be allowed to come and go, so these robbers are so arrogant.

But there are still some monks, who stayed behind for various reasons, and they are not afraid of life or death.

If it is to provoke such an existence, it is definitely a dead end.

Although the robbers were frantic, they were not afraid of death, with a heart hanging in their throats, quietly looking at the place where Tang Zhen was practicing.

As a result, there was no single figure in the hall.

"I am not dead, dare to lie to me!"

The bandit leader became angry from embarrassment, waved the big knife in his hand, and slashed the old man fiercely.

The old man screamed, and fell straight up to the sky, and the blood soaked his clothes instantly.

The bandit leader twisted his face and pointed a knife at a group of people. After seeing everyone trembling, he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

"At this time, expecting those cultivators to help save lives is simply wishful thinking.

Before this catastrophe happened, the practitioners were aloof and never cared about the life and death of ordinary people.

At this time, don't expect them to help. You are not as good as worshipping me, the mountain king.

Because Lao Tzu's knife can determine whether you are alive or dead. If it makes Lao Tzu uncomfortable, none of you want to live! "

The bandit leader became more and more proud, ready to hack and kill another civilian, thus showing his majesty.

He even made up his mind and took this sect as a site, and then set up a sect just like those practitioners.

At this moment, a soft sigh came from my ear.

"Who?"

The bandit leader turned around with a knife, but slashed into the air.

"Stand up to Lao Tzu, who is pretending to be a fool?"

The robber leader roared loudly, his face was full of hideous expressions, and he kept raising his eyes to look around.

But I felt fear in my heart, worried that practitioners would really appear.

Inadvertently turning around, he found that his subordinates were looking up at the sky and trembling.

The people who were kneeling on the ground also looked at the sky with horror, the difference was that there was a hint of surprise hidden in their eyes.

With a bad feeling in his heart, the bandit leader raised his head with difficulty and looked at the sky above his head.

I saw a stalwart figure with a height of ten thousand feet, looking at him condescendingly.

His eyes were indifferent and ruthless, as if looking at an ant.

"God..."

The moment he saw this figure, the robber leader's face was distorted because of fear, and then it was crushed into meat sauce by the invisible force.

"Dang Cang!"

Seeing this, the other bandits dropped their weapons and knelt on the ground and kept begging for mercy.

But he didn't realize that his body gradually became transparent and soon turned into nothingness.

The same is true for the rescued people. They never dreamed that the kind young people who got along with them day and night would be such a terrifying existence.

When everyone kept kowtow, the old man who had been slashed by a robber before suddenly sat up from the ground.

The horrible blade on his body has disappeared without a trace.

The old man was blank at first, and soon saw the huge figure in the sky, he knelt on the ground and kept kowtow.

"Thank you God for your help, thank you God for your help!"

After experiencing a resurrection from death, the more the elder discovers the preciousness of life, and he is sincere when he bows and bows.

"Stay here, the catastrophe will eventually pass, and there will be no more practitioners in the future."

Tang Zhen said softly, while looking into the distance, countless platform private soldiers were rolling in.