"Just pray to King Ling of Zhou." The temple keeper turned slightly and bowed to the statue, his voice full of endless worship and respect. "Thanks to King Ling of Zhou, we were able to escape the famine. As long as you worship King Ling of Zhou, you won't be hungry. Old man, I haven't eaten for 6 months, and I'm still so lively."
"The young Taoist priest looks like he has a full forehead, so he should be a noble man who has plenty of food. But you can also worship King Ling of Zhou, and you will be free from illness and pain."
Amid the faint incense, Li Changsheng heard voices of praise coming from inside. A skinny child who probably weighed less than 30 kilograms said excitedly, "Mom, mom, I'm not hungry anymore, I'm not hungry anymore!"
"King Ling of Zhou has appeared! I am deeply honored to thank King Ling of Zhou for his great kindness."
"Master, why don't you come and give it a try? You just need to kneel down and pray to King Zhou Ling sincerely."
"Come and try it, it really works. As long as you pray to King Ling of Zhou, you will not have to starve and worry about the next meal after the last one."
The chaotic voices around them suddenly rushed towards Li Changsheng and the others, and everyone stared at them with strange lights in their eyes. This was not controlled by anything, but a spontaneous and strong belief in King Ling of Zhou.
People who have just experienced famine are more likely to starve themselves to death, and people who are dying are more likely to develop crazy beliefs.
He regards the spread of incense as his responsibility, and in peacetime he can be a ghost official.
Li Changsheng ignored these zombies and his eyes fell on the statue. The sacred and inviolable scent of incense trembled slightly.
After a while, there was still no response, but the believers around him were already getting restless.
clang!
The sword rang and white light shone.
Almost in the blink of an eye, all the zombies within a hundred feet radius of Li Changsheng turned into nothing, and were turned into ashes by the sword light without any pain.
This was the only kindness Li Changsheng showed to them.
The statue in front of him made a deafening crashing sound, and in a place invisible to the naked eye, thousands of sword energies fell on the statue like a rainstorm, and the incense energy that had accumulated for hundreds of years was rapidly consumed.
Li Changsheng exhaled again, and everything returned to calm, except for the flying ashes blown by the wind which were still floating around.
He Kun's eyelids twitched, and he thought to himself: Could it be that getting some sleep really can greatly increase my martial arts skills?
Even though Zhou Ling Wang was affected by the chaotic world, he didn't completely lose his spiritual king foundation. However, Li Changsheng was able to suppress the opponent's passive defense with just his sword intent, and he didn't dare to say a word after the end.
Although Li Changsheng is not as powerful as the sword immortal back then, he is not much behind.
"Aren't you coming out yet?"
Li Changsheng stamped his right leg, and the roof of the City God Temple exploded, with spider-web-like cracks spreading in all directions. Walls collapsed one after another, raising clouds of dust. When everything returned to calm, the huge golden statue of the god sat upright on top.
The statue shone brightly, and King Ling of Zhou, who was wearing the imperial robe, came to life and opened his eyes to look at the Taoist below.
"Master Li, I just want the people to stop starving. It's better to turn into zombies than to eat each other's flesh and blood. You have been running around all these years, and you must have seen the suffering of troubled times and the sadness of cannibalism."
"My people can no longer survive. What difference does it make whether they are human or ghost?"
Before Li Changsheng could even speak, He Kun beside him was already furious, shouting angrily: "This is all nonsense from the evil ways. Birth, aging, sickness and death are the laws of heaven and earth. Reversing life and death and disregarding yin and yang will only bring disaster. The people of this half of the city will turn into zombies within three years. By then, will you find blood for them to eat?"
Everything has its price. The price of not having to starve is to become a zombie, and a zombie is just a corpse after all.
You won't live long. If you live too long, you will only hurt others and yourself.
The troubled times were a chain of disasters. At first, perhaps the monks fought against each other and affected the mortals. Then a famine gave rise to evil spirits, and the evil spirits killed people and gave birth to more evil spirits. This cycle continued, and there was no place in the world that was safe. Their Sword Sect was powerless to save the situation.
Actions like those of King Ling of Zhou, no matter what the reasons were, ultimately brought disaster to the world.
"It is precisely because of people like you that the world is always one step away from peace."
"Can't you see the living and zombie Taoist priests now? You keep saying that you are doing it for the sake of the world, but in the end, you are killing people. More people have died in your hands than the people in my city!"
King Ling of Zhou raised his voice slightly.
"If they can live, who would be willing to be a zombie?"
The two sides remained in a stalemate for a while. Li Changsheng never showed any emotion and just stared at King Ling of Zhou quietly.
Finally he spoke: "King Ling of Zhou, what if I don't agree?"
King Ling of Zhou stood up from the throne, his aura like an ancient sacred mountain rising from the ground, and the aroma of hundreds of years of incense blowing in his face. Finally, the ten-foot-tall golden body turned into the size of a normal person, and a fat-faced emperor with a dignified look walked down.
He asked: "Master, the world is in chaos now. How can we solve the problem of people's misery? Can you help them?"
"If we eliminate man-made disasters, the people will naturally become stronger and save themselves. The world cannot be saved by me alone." Li Changsheng replied.
"Master, you are still as modest as ever, but I still want to give it a try. You have been killing for so many years, it is time to take a rest."
"You are a god, unaffected by worldly desires, and eternally wise. The people do not need to eat grains, nor suffer from illness. I shall be the most holy and wise emperor, the emperor of heaven, earth, and all things!"
King Ling of Zhou slowly lowered his knees to the ground and knelt on the ground, with his spine as straight as a spear.
Then his voice slowed down slightly, and the divinity in his eyes gradually faded, but the man named Zhou Shifu still retained his sanity.
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