God-killing Array

Jian Zhen looked into Fu Changhuan's eyes. He was a person who didn't like to lie and was unwilling to lie to others.

Standing at the edge of the pond, with his reflection in the water swaying, Jian Zhen said, "Brother, I don't want to practice the ruthless way."

Fu Changhuan asked: "Why?"

Jian Zhen said: "I think people live in this world not just for the purpose of spiritual practice. The seven emotions and six desires are indeed the source of pain, but they can also bring people happiness."

Fu Changhuan said: "As a disciple of Lingshan, how can you only care about yourself and ignore the people of the world?"

Jane was really stunned.

For a moment, what he saw in Fu Changhuan's eyes was the open and clear concern for the safety of the whole world. He suddenly understood why the person in front of him would become the future supreme leader of the immortal race.

Fu Changhuan is a person who truly cares about the people of the world.

Not for oneself, but for the people.

Jian Zhen said: "I know I was wrong."

"It's just." Jian Zhen looked at him and said weakly: "Brother, sometimes I still feel that the ruthless way is not the most suitable path for those who practice immortality in this world."

Fu Changhuan said: "You will understand in the future."

Jian Zhen: “Okay.”

Anyway, his senior brother’s thoughts are not something he can easily change.

Jian Zhen was thinking about it, and Fu Changhuan said, "Let's go."

"Where are you going?"

Fu Changhuan raised his hand and summoned the flying sword. He said, "These few days are family visit days. Classes in the palace are suspended. You have nothing to do in the mountains anyway. I will take you down the mountain for a walk."

Jian Zhen smiled and said, "Really, Senior Brother?"

Fu Changhuan nodded: "Yeah."

Jian Zhen subconsciously wanted to take Ye Jisheng with her, but then she changed her mind and thought that given the relationship between her senior brother and Ye Jisheng, nothing good would happen if the two of them were together, so she simply gave up.

Stepped on the flying sword.

Fu Changhuan's sword-wielding skills can be said to be much stronger than Jian Zhen's mediocre skills. The sword energy is steady and one's mind is calm when stepping on it.

Until going down the mountain.

Jian Zhen breathed a sigh of relief after getting off the flying sword. He said, "Brother, your flying sword is so stable. I always have trouble controlling it. I think I may not have the talent for wielding a sword. It would be great if I could change to a bird or phoenix mount in the future. I can also benefit from it."

Fu Changhuan said, "Instead of cultivating properly, you are just thinking about these evil techniques from the outer sect. How can this be a disgrace?"

Jian Zhen quickly begged for mercy: "Yes, yes, I know I was wrong."

It's rare to come to the town at the foot of Lingshan Mountain.

The towns here are somewhat different from the towns of the demon clan. There is an air of immortality everywhere, and there are shops selling elixirs and swords. It can be said that there is everything you can think of. Passers-by are riding swords and spiritual beasts, all of them are different.

Jian Zhen said with some emotion: "There are so many people."

Fu Changhuan said: "During the annual family visit, disciples and family members of several large families of the Immortal Clan will come, and it will be much more lively than in the past."

Speaking of this.

Jian Zhen suddenly realized that if she was free during the home visit leave and there was no one around, then why was her senior brother also alone?

Fu Changhuan seemed to notice the look Jian Zhen was giving him. He said, "I am the child that Master picked up."

The other children at least knew where their parents were. Like Jian Zhen's original body, they at least knew who their parents were. But Fu Changhuan didn't even know where his relatives were.

Jian Zhen whispered, "Brother, have you tried to find it?"

Fu Changhuan said: "My master found me on a battlefield, and my family must have died in that war."

Jian Zhen looked at him and said, "Brother, don't be sad. Although you have lost your family, you still have your master and me."

For the grass, it means a hundred years of companionship.

Fu Changhuan has long been an indispensable family member in his life.

Fu Changhuan walked with him through the streets of the city, his snow-white clothes untainted by the world, and he said, "Those who practice the ruthless way must cut off worldly thoughts. I don't care about these things anymore."

Jian Zhen seemed to be thinking about something. Because most of the Immortal Venerable's family members died in the war, the Immortal Venerable, like himself, had deceased parents and had completed their worldly ties. Therefore, he was the best candidate to practice the ruthless way.

Two people are walking.

There was suddenly some commotion on the street not far away.

Jian Zhen noticed it, and Fu Changhuan stepped forward and said, "Go and take a look."

When the two walked forward, they saw a shop owner grabbing a ragged child in front of a stall and saying, "Whose child is this? How dare you steal my things in broad daylight? Is there anyone who can stop him?!"

A lot of people gradually gathered around.

The boss took the little boy out with the things in his hands, kicked him again and said, "If you dare to come again, I won't let you go so easily!"

People around were talking about it.

The little boy who was lying on the ground stood up tremblingly. Just as he was about to walk forward, his legs went weak and he was about to fall to the ground.

Jian Zhen hurriedly said: "Be careful!"

The boy was caught by Jian Zhen and fainted.

Jian Zhen looked back at Fu Changhuan anxiously and said, "Brother, he fainted."

Fu Changhuan came over and said, "Please help him to the side first."

Jian Zhen did as she was told. The little boy was actually very light, perhaps because he was thin or perhaps because he was hungry, so it was not difficult to pick him up. There was a small tea stall not far away. She ordered a cup of tea at the stall and fed the child. Fu Changhuan's fingertips cast a seal on the boy's brow, and a soothing aura slowly woke him up from his coma.

The little boy coughed violently several times.

Jane Zhen asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

The little boy raised his eyes and looked at the two people, looking a little scared and frightened.

Jian Zhen said: "Don't be afraid, we are not bad people. We brought you here because we saw you fainted just now."

The little boy seemed to feel a little better, and then as if he remembered something, he felt in his pocket and took out a spiritual weapon that he had just seen in the store.

Jian Zhen was a little surprised: "You still have some, didn't you return them all to the boss?"

The little boy held the magic weapon tightly and said nothing.

Fu Changhuan frowned slightly and said, "Stealing things violates the laws of the immortal race. Even a young son cannot break the rules."

The little boy seemed a little scared after hearing this. He jumped up from the chair and wanted to run away. Jane was caught off guard and let him run away like a loach. However, the child was nearly hit by a carriage on the road after he ran a few steps and fell to the side.

Jane really sighed to herself.

Fu Changhuan raised his hand, and an invisible barrier was erected around the boy, preventing people around him from stepping on him. Of course, the boy himself could not escape.

Jian Zhen walked over and said, "I've already said that we are not bad people. If you wander around the street like this, you will really get yourself killed."

The ragged boy climbed up, knelt down and began to kowtow to Jian Zhen. He seemed really scared, or thought Jian Zhen was someone who was not to be trifled with, and he kowtowed repeatedly, begging for mercy.

Jian Zhen quickly squatted down and tried to pull him but couldn't. He looked at Fu Changhuan for help and said, "Brother, why is he kowtowing to me?"

Fu Changhuan walked over slowly and said, he was dressed in a white coat, as if he was not stained by the dust of the world, his eyes were cold and ruthless, "He committed the crime of theft, so naturally he is afraid that you will attack him."

Jian Zhen said: "I am not an official, why would I do anything to him."

Fu Changhuan reminded him: "Lingshan disciples have the right to deal with those who violate the laws of the immortal race."

Jian Zhen finally felt with all her heart that the immortals respected Lingshan, and all the immortals wanted to enter Lingshan to practice. Lingshan's status in the immortals and the three realms could easily determine a person's life or death.

Fu Changhuan looked down at the little boy and said, "If you return the items to the store now, we may consider letting you go."

The little boy stopped kowtowing.

Seeing that he was about to run forward again, Fu Changhuan hadn't made a move yet.

Jian Zhen took a few big steps and grabbed the boy by the neck. The little guy was very thin, so it was effortless for him to lift him up. He pinched his waist and asked angrily, "Where are you going?"

The little boy looked at him with some horror.

"You've done something wrong and you're still running away." Jian Zhen threatened him: "Do you believe we will tie you up and send you to the store?"

The little boy was really scared this time, and his thin body was shaking. Because he was lifted up, his skinny bones and his back covered with wounds were more visible.

Jian Zhen said, "If you promise not to run away, I will let you go."

The little boy nodded quickly.

Jian Zhen then put the man down. He looked at him and asked, "Tell me, why did you steal?"

The little boy stood there in his straw sandals, not daring to raise his dark face. Under Jian Zhen's gaze, he finally said in a low voice: "This originally belonged to our family."

Jane was really stunned.

Put the little boy down and he started walking forward.

Jian Zhen followed the little boy, who crossed a street and finally came to a somewhat shabby brick house. Jian Zhen followed him into the yard, crossed the shabby fence, walked along the stone path, and smelled a strong smell of medicine when she entered the room. Not far away, a lady was lying on a straw mat. She was covered with a thin quilt and looked outside when she heard the sound.

The woman whispered, "Is Xiaoqing back?"

The thin little boy rushed over to the bed and whispered, "Mom."

The woman gently touched the little boy's head and said, "Xiaoqing, my medicine should be ready by now. Can you go outside and help me take a look?"

The little boy nodded and ran away quickly.

Jian Zhen was standing in the room, hesitating about what to say, when the woman said, "Did Xiao Qing go to that boss surnamed Wang's shop and get into trouble again?"

It turned out that the owner of the shop was named Wang.

Jian Zhen said: "Do you know?"

The woman sighed softly, and she said, "Half a year ago, I fell ill, and my husband took away all the money in the family and ran away, leaving us an orphan and a widow. When he left, he pawned all the things in the house and sold them to Boss Wang. Xiaoqing and I told each other not to go to Boss Wang's shop again. Those things have been sold and no longer belong to us..."

Halfway through.

The woman couldn't help but lower her head and cough.

She was a little weak, and her pale lips and thin back were visible from her coughing.

"It's just that my health is getting worse and worse. I fell down after being exposed to the wind these days." The woman said sadly, "Xiaoqing saw that there was no medicine at home, so he ran to Boss Wang's shop to make trouble. Don't worry, young man, I will educate this child well later and never let him do stupid things again."

Jian Zhen said: "None of this is important. You should take care of yourself first."

The little boy outside brought in the black medicine.

Jian Zhen looked at him. Although he was not even as tall as her waist, he was already sensible enough to help share the chores at home.

The woman took the medicine and drank two sips, but she still looked at the child worriedly. She said, "Xiaoqing, you can't go to Boss Wang's shop and do stupid things again. Mother has told you that those things are no longer ours. They were sold by your father a long time ago."

The little boy grasped the corner of his mother's clothes with his thin hands and cried, "Mom, I don't want you to die."

The woman's nose was sour, and she hugged the child and said, "Silly child, my illness will be cured in a while, don't want to know more, okay?"

In the small house, mother and son snuggled together tightly.

Jian Zhen watched this scene and left silently. Fu Changhuan, who was standing outside the yard not far away, also witnessed it all. Jian Zhen took off his bag of spirit stones and hung it on the tree in the yard.

Fu Changhuan watched him do all this without stopping him.

Jian Zhen walked outside the yard and said, "Brother, let's go."

Fu Changhuan asked: "Do you think this matter can be resolved?"

Jian Zhen was stunned: "Then..."

Fu Changhuan turned around and said, "Follow me."

Jian Zhen looked at his resolute back, hesitated for a moment and finally followed him, then saw Fu Changhuan walking all the way to the front of the pawnshop. Jian Zhen's heart tightened, fearing that his senior brother, who was devoted to practicing the ruthless way, wanted to hand over the child without mercy.

Fu Changhuan stood in front of the counter and asked, "Boss, does that kid come here often?"

The shopkeeper didn't want to answer at first, but when he looked up and saw Fu Changhuan's appearance and the token on his waist, he immediately changed his expression and said, "Yes, that kid is very stubborn. You said our store doesn't owe him anything. His father is a piece of shit. He sold things to pay back the money and ran away. What does he have to do with our pawnshop?"

Jane really felt worried when she heard this.

Fu Changhuan took out a bag of spirit stones and asked, "Is this money enough to pay for those things?"

The shopkeeper's face was filled with joy, and he quickly said, "That's enough, Immortal Lord. Do you mean that when the boy comes, we should return those things to him?"

Fu Changhuan said: "No."

The shopkeeper was stunned, and Jian Zhen was also a little dazed.

Fu Changhuan stood in front of the counter, his back straight, his face clear as he said, "I've already sold the items to you, so the payment is settled. If you return them without reason, it will only teach the child bad habits and make him lawless."

The shopkeeper hesitated and said, "What do you mean, Immortal Lord?"

Fu Changhuan said: "If that child comes again, you can take him in as a servant in your shop. This is his salary for one year. After one year, when his mother recovers from her illness, you can let him practice in Lingshan Mountain."

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up when he saw the top-grade spirit stones. Even spirit stones have grades. Generally, those circulating in the market are low-grade or medium-grade spirit stones. This was the first time he had seen someone as generous as Fu Changhuan!

Fu Changhuan pointed his finger slightly and said in a cold voice: "These spirit stones have my spiritual consciousness on them. If..."

The shopkeeper immediately came to his senses and said fearfully, "Don't worry, Immortal Lord. We will definitely do the things you asked us to do. Although we are just businessmen, we will never deduct money from a child."

Fu Changhuan nodded, turned around and said to Jian Zhen, "Let's go."

Jane Zhen slowly smiled.

On the way back to Lingshan, he kept laughing and skipping as he walked, looking happy. Fu Changhuan took him directly back to the highest peak of the temple in Lingshan.

Fu Changhuan said: "The Grandmaster has come out of seclusion. We will go to see him together later."

Jian Zhen nodded and said, "Okay."

On the way to the master’s temple.

Fu Changhuan glanced at him and said, "That child has been found. You are so happy."

"No." Jian Zhen said, "I'm happy because of my senior brother."

Fu Changhuan said: "Because of me?"

Jian Zhen: "Well, actually, I was worried at first that Senior Brother wouldn't take care of the child, and might even charge him with theft, but Senior Brother still helped them. Now that child and his mother have a place to go in the future, they must be very happy. This is all thanks to you, Senior Brother!"

Fu Changhuan felt a little helpless seeing him so excited, but still said: "It's a little late today, and we haven't had a good look around here. Go back first. If you are worried about them, come and take a look tomorrow."

Jane said happily: "Okay!"

It was getting late and they couldn't stay here.

Because they had to go down the mountain tomorrow, Fu Changhuan took Jian Zhen back to the palace on the top of Lingshan Mountain and let him live in a side palace to make it convenient for them to go down the mountain tomorrow and arrange everything.

Fu Changhuan said: "The Grandmaster has come out of retreat. I want to go and pay my respects to him. Will you come with me?"

Jian Zhen thought about it and decided that she should also meet her master, so she agreed: "Okay."

When we arrived at the master’s temple.

Fu Changhuan said, "You wait outside, I'll go in first."

Jane really said obediently: "I know."

When he was outside, he no longer felt as confused as the first time. It might be that after these days in this world, he had felt more at ease, especially today when he discovered that his senior brother was still the Immortal Lord in his memory, gentle and kind.

If that's the case...

Jian Zhen's thoughts were a little divergent. He wondered if he could persuade the Immortal Lord in this time and space to let him let go of his prejudice against the demons. If he didn't attack Ye Jisheng, there would be no disaster in Lingshan in the future.

Maybe all this can be changed and saved.

Jane really thought about it.

"boom!"

Suddenly a loud noise was heard in the palace. Jian Zhen's heart began to panic and she stepped in hesitantly to see if anything had happened.

A few steps to the edge of the garden.

The master stood in the flowers with his back to them. His black hair had turned a little white. He seemed to sigh and said, "I am asking this with my own body. If this stone is not broken, my immortal race will live in peace forever. If this stone is broken, within a hundred years, the devil will descend into the world, and my immortal race will gradually wither away."

Fu Changhuan asked, "Is God going to destroy our immortal race?"

The master was silent for a long time and said, "The demons are finally going to divide the world."

Fu Changhuan's voice was rational and sober, without the slightest fear. He said, "Even if the demon god really appears, I and all the disciples of Lingshan will swear to protect the people of the immortal race until our death."

The master shook his head and said: "Fate cannot be changed by human power. If we really want to stop the devil, there is only one way..."

Fu Changhuan asked, "What is it?"

A cold wind blew in from the edge of the cliff, and the master's white hair fluttered, looking even colder: "When the demon god is going through a tribulation, use the God-Slaying Formation to completely seal his divine power."

Fu Changhuan said: "The Great God-Slaying Formation, isn't that an ancient killing formation? Is there a place in the world that can activate this formation?"

The master stroked his beard and said, "The ancient sacred mountain, Wanmie Mountain, becomes restless once every ten million years. At that time, a crack will open in the mountain. Only there is the only place in the world where gods can be sealed."

Fu Changhuan said: "If that's the case, don't we have to find the reincarnation of the demon god first?"

The Grandmaster nodded and said, "I'll leave this matter to you. Since the celestial phenomena have already appeared, the person with divine power will surely appear."

Fu Changhuan responded: "If we find it..."

The master's voice was faint in the cold wind, but it was filled with endless coldness: "The day when the God-Slaying Formation is completed will be the day he dies."

A soft inhalation broke the silence.

Jian Zhen's breathing, which he couldn't control, was noticed by two big guys above the Spirit Transformation Stage. In other words, with his cultivation level, he had already been discovered when he stepped in here, but they just didn't avoid him.

The Grandmaster waved his hand and said, "Wangyou, take your Junior Brother back."

Fu Changhuan nodded: "Yes."

In the night, Fu Changhuan approached in a snow-white robe and said to Jian Zhen, "Let's go."

Jian Zhen's brain was dull, he just nodded and followed mechanically. He was so confused at the moment that he couldn't speak until Fu Changhuan said, "Are you scared?"

Jane really didn't know how to answer.

Fu Changhuan said: "Regarding the Way of Heaven and the disasters that will happen to our Immortal Clan in the future, these things are indeed too horrifying for you, but you don't have to be afraid, our Grandmaster and we will handle it."

Jane really didn't dare to say that this was what she was afraid of.

Fu Changhuan glanced at him and said, "Since Grandmaster is willing to let you know, it means that he believes in your ability. The next hundred years will not be peaceful. You must be aware of this."

Jian Zhen calmed down and asked tentatively, "Brother...do we have to fight to the death with the demons?"

Fu Changhuan asked, "What do you think?"

"I just think." Jian Zhen said softly: "You see, it's just like the little boy we met in the city. He seemed to have done something bad, but he had his reasons. Didn't you give him a chance at that time? Maybe we can be like that time..."

Fu Changhuan interrupted him and said, "Jian Zhu."

Jane really looked up at him.

Fu Changhuan's eyes were cold in the night. He said, "I helped that child not because I had feelings for him, but because he was a citizen of the Immortal Clan. I am Lingshan's eldest disciple and have the responsibility to protect every citizen of the Immortal Clan from suffering. The Demon Clan and we are two different tribes, destined to be enemies."

"Now that the demons are a threat to us, they are our enemies. Protecting our people and destroying the enemies is our mission." Fu Changhuan's eyes fell on him and said, "I know you are soft-hearted and close to some of the demons' slaves, but you are the disciple of the master, my junior brother. One day, this responsibility will also fall on you."

The night wind blew over, bringing a cool feeling.

Fu Changhuan looked down at him and said in a cold voice, "You must make a choice between these two. Do you understand?"

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