Chapter 392: The predecessors dug the pits and the descendants buried them. This habit is not good and must be changed.

The stone steps that seemed plain and simple when I came here just now have now turned into piles of bones, stacked up densely.

Even for Lin Du, who was extremely sensitive to numbers, it was difficult to tell exactly how many corpses there were at this time.

"What... is that? Then what we just walked on... is that a staircase made of these corpses?" Ni Jinxuan's eyes widened, as if she couldn't accept such a shock.

An indescribable and magnificent cruelty struck the hearts of all of them, including Hou Cang, who was usually cold-hearted and indifferent.

Even if he was practicing the Supreme Way of Forgetting Feelings, Hou Cang would not accept stepping on tens of thousands of corpses to move forward.

While struggling backwards, Yuan Ye accidentally kicked a glass bead down, like a drop of water falling into an oil pan.

Almost in an instant, those accumulated bones, like a mountain, piled up to form a high platform, began to move. The bones rubbed against each other and rolled like accumulated snow on the top of the mountain, issuing a warning before collapsing.

Countless hand bones were raised, with five claws pointing upwards. The bones seemed stiff but were actually flexible, and they kept chasing after the falling glass bead.

Bones stacked on top of bones, bones stepping on bones, countless pairs of bones formed into hands. It was obvious that the souls had long since dissipated, but it seemed as if they still remembered the memories of their previous lives. With endless madness, they kept squeezing and struggling.

The rustling sound of white bones rubbing and jostling against each other was like countless beads rolling and bones hitting each other, converging into a crazy song of faith.

The altar was shaken by the madly shaking bones and it seemed as if the building was about to collapse.

Ni Jinxuan's eyes widened, as if she couldn't accept the collapse of her life. "Why... is it like this?"

As the stairs made of bones continued to surge, countless thick mists gathered in Lin Du's eyes.

Greed, anger, and stupidity, thick fog accumulates, and white bones give rise to billowing black smoke.

A skeleton hand snatched the glass bead, but was quickly pulled off by the skeleton next to it. The bones were disassembled, rolled down, and were caught by the skeletons that surged up and continued to be disassembled.

The altar was unstable, so more glass beads rolled down, and the bones surged even more wildly.

The glass beads shine brightly, and the bones flock to them like ducks.

But when it fell into Bai Gu's hands, it mysteriously lost its luster. Bai Gu became even more angry and climbed up madly, not to rob, but only to... kill God.

The piles of bones kept rising, and finally the shrine collapsed.

The people on the altar also rolled down.

The wind howled, resentment was boiling, the altar was destroyed and no longer stood tall.

As they fell, everyone held onto each other, and finally rolled heavily onto the rocks on the seabed. Looking up, they saw countless bones scattered everywhere.

"Is this... the fall of God?" Lin Du said softly.

The nations have pushed humans up to become gods, and the nations have razed the altars to the ground.

"So this isn't a place for preaching." Xia Tianwu was shocked by the scene before him and whispered, "Is this... the remains of a shrine?"

"You saved the people, but you are burdened by them?" She frowned. "No wonder Master is always afraid of people."

Afraid of seeing people, afraid of his reputation spreading, afraid of the large number of people seeking medical treatment, afraid of being angered if he fails to save the patient.

Mo Lin held her hand tightly amid the sound of collapse. "Don't be afraid, rescuer. As long as you don't step onto the high platform and keep your feet on the ground, it will never collapse."

"Besides, the people who are truly rescued will also protect you."

Xia Tianwu took a deep breath and said, "I'm not afraid."

Yuan Ye smacked his lips, turned around and pointed at the ruins to Ni Jinxuan, "Did you see it? People still have to rely on themselves."

The world belongs to everyone in the world, so once the person in power finds it difficult to succeed, he will be overthrown by everyone in the world.

Yan Qing sighed, "There is a reason why the incense and the way of the gods have been completely cut off until now."

Most of the things eliminated by history are not good things.

Yue Han regretted, "The beads are not shining anymore."

Hou Cang turned around and found that Lin Du's gray eyes were unfocused.

"Junior sister?"

Lin Du suddenly came to his senses, "I know what they want to suppress."

It was the resentment carried by that Fallen Angel.

Although no one knows why the altar is hidden under the sea here, Lin Du can be sure that this place was once a prosperous highland.

At that time, the rules were perfected and the ancient gods returned to their positions. After that, there was a period of prosperity, until wars broke out frequently and people suffered. The gods and immortals joined forces to divide the world, separating the thirty-three heavens and the three thousand small and large worlds.

But in fact, every piece of land has had the existence of gods.

This "fragment of the Heavenly Dao" that entered the Dongming Realm was truly a fallen god, and perhaps it had once become a god on the land of the Dongming Realm.

The resentment of these people may be the resentment of all living things that once existed on this land.

This is a disaster that the Dongming Realm cannot escape.

No wonder, no wonder the remnant power of the Fallen Angel came to this world.

Lin Du put away his folding fan and raised his hand to take something out. "The altar has collapsed, and all life has withered. This resentment has accumulated for thousands of years. It's time to put it out."

Hou Cang realized it, raised his hand and drew his sword. The sword energy was so powerful that a rainbow light suddenly appeared, unprecedented in its path, penetrating the black and gray resentment.

Mo Lin drew his sword, and the long sword came out of its sheath. Lightning swept across, lighting up the entire abandoned altar in an instant.

The sword was immediately unsheathed, and the golden blade light was mixed with a rhythmic chant, "A hundred years of ups and downs, all passed by like a dream, the soul has returned, and the resentment should be dissipated!" [Note 1]

Yuan Ye sat down on the spot and began to play the purification song.

Two beams of fire leaped out at the same time, one fiercely moving forward, and the other instantly ignited a sea of ​​fire.

Yue Han glanced at the indifferent woman next to him in surprise. Oh no, even his fire-breathing ability is no match for a human cultivator. He might as well pay with his money.

He took out a magic treasure that looked like a green lotus and threw it into the resentment. In an instant, the surrounding resentment was absorbed and dissipated, turning into pure air.

If Lao Huang were here, he would definitely sigh and say what a waste of money.

Another prodigal pulled out a strange gourd from his storage bag, which was also a magical treasure.

This is a treasure that Ni Jinxuan had obtained from a secret place before. It can absorb all the foul air and then dispel it all.

"The seven stars shine brightly, and all evil spirits are eliminated!" Lin Du finally completed the seal, and the golden divine ring flowed forward from her hand, and then sank into the black mist that took a long time to dissipate, directly shattering the mist in an instant.

From then on, the resentment in the place where the gods fell also completely dissipated.

The sea water suddenly poured in, bringing with it the spiritual energy in the sea water.

At this moment, all the creatures on the seabed seemed to have a sense that in the sea where they lived, which concealed countless ancient secrets, there was a sacred place that was disappearing.

Countless spiritual powers poured into the forbidden territory that they had never dared to approach. With the belief of clearing up all injustices in the world, they completely filled up the deep pit in one fell swoop.

"No, there's still a coffin that hasn't been carried away!" Yuan Ye shouted while holding the water-proof spiritual weapon.

"No, you have to take it." Lin Du pushed his legs hard, "Hurry up and take it and leave."

Yue Han was excited, "Lin Du, has anyone ever told you that you are a really good person?"

"My father said that he used to worship the Immortal Lord Yanye. Although he was older than him, he was willing to follow him and finish the job. You are actually willing to finish the job yourself."

Lin Du shook his head. "It's immoral to dig a hole without filling it. Who would follow him?"

The previous generation dug the hole and the next generation filled it. This habit is bad and must be changed.

As the pits become more and more, the world will collapse, and the younger generation will have no choice but to sacrifice their time and work hard to fill the pits.

We have to go back and add it to the sect rules to emphasize that even the immortals who want to ascend to heaven must abide by the ending principles.

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Note: From "Falling Flowers" in Boxi Collection, "All the ups and downs of a hundred years, passed by like a dream."