In the outpost area, a young and handsome young master was accompanied by an old servant, walking on the muddy road like an immortal who had strayed into the mortal world.

The young master pointed his finger at the group of refugees and asked, "Eunuch Li, why are these people dragging their families with their families?"

The old servant Gongjin thought carefully and said, "Go back to my master, they are fleeing."

"Why did you run away?"

"life!"

"What is fate?"

"Heaven is destiny, gods are destiny, and strong people are destiny."

The young master laughed heartily and said, "Well said! This is the way the world is. To put it bluntly, it's just a matter of those who work like flies and dogs!"

He looked at the long queue of refugees on the roadside. People were dragging their families with them, using old carts, sacks, and ropes to carry huge packages. They were stumbling forward, as if they were using their lives to expand the future, and as if... they were just...

Just a walking corpse.

The young master lamented, "Look at them, they look like a bunch of wild dogs!"

"Xiaoyao Sect has started a war, which has caused turmoil in the world of cultivation. The people are in dire straits and the land is thousands of miles away. In today's world, people are worse than dogs."

In the huge queue of refugees, a woman and child was holding a baby, with a sallow face and skinny muscles. Finally, her eyes rolled up and she fell down. Several wild dogs jumped out from the roadside, salivating and looking fierce.

No one stopped, no one stopped, they even cast hateful glances at the woman's gradually cold body!

Why? Because she blocks the road and makes people have to take a few more steps to the side!

The great escape in the Xiayang area is just a microcosm. The civil strife against demons started with Xiaoyaomen as the center has included dozens of sects and hundreds of families. The Daluo Dynasty has firmly occupied the destiny, and countless famous sects have suppressed the devil!

However, the devil is in the human heart, and there will always be a shadow wherever it stays in the daylight for a long time.

It's just that everything is covered with a fig leaf, and not many people dare to pull off this thin veil.

The young master said he was compassionate, but he didn't even look at the refugees on the roadside, nor did he drive away the man-eating wild dogs, so he just left.

Yaochi Holy Sect, this ten thousand year old sect, is now covered with bloody corpses.

Faced with the siege of the powerful men of Xiaoyao Sect, the Holy Master of Yaochi was bleeding from the corner of his mouth and was on the verge of collapse.

Knowing that he was destined to die, he had a ferocious expression. He was a pure-hearted monk in the Mahayana stage, and his crazy aura was like a hellish Shura!

"Changmei! You Xiaoyao Sect is so perverse and does such evil things that hurt innocent people, you are destined to end up in endless hell!"

Master Changmei said indifferently, "Who can punish me?"

The Holy Lord of Yaochi looked around and saw that there was not even a single living person in the entire Yaochi. He couldn't help but feel sad and screamed with blood.

"Heaven!"

"We will definitely seek justice for us!"

After saying this, he blew himself up and died.

Yaochi was destroyed, Jingwuhui was destroyed, Shenzhan Palace was destroyed, and the three major righteous forces were destroyed, causing an uproar in the world of cultivation!

Countless cultivators were shocked by the hidden strength of Xiaoyao Sect, but at the same time they also raised a fatal question??

What did Xiaoyaomen do?? Is it really the right thing to do?!

In Fenghao, the capital of the Great Luo Dynasty, Emperor Qianlong was sitting on a dragon chair, with thousands of officials paying homage below, shouting in unison with overwhelming power: "Long live my emperor, long live my emperor!"

Emperor Qianlong slowly raised his arms.

"Everyone is safe."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The sound is like a loud bell, and under the unity of all people, the torrent of humanity rolls forward. Above the main hall, the golden dragon of luck suppresses the universe. Under the vast body, all evil spirits have nowhere to hide!

Such battles and such strict scenes of the Immortal Family, no wonder some people jokingly call today’s era——

It is the Great Luo Immortal Dynasty.

However, this world can lead to the mysterious world and reach the netherworld below. What mortals have is limited freedom. Even an emperor will eventually be liquidated after his death.

Supervisor Ouchi took a step forward and signaled with his voice to start the discussion.

The Minister of Rites stood up first and said loudly: "Your Majesty, I am begging for the bones!"

He said the cruelest words in the most humble tone.

Emperor Qianlong's cheeks twitched slightly, but his tone was still so calm, "Say."

The Minister of Rites knelt down with a pop, his old face wrinkled, two tears squeezed out of his eyes, and he sobbed, "Your Majesty, since I entered the imperial court for twenty-two years, I have been very diligent in my work and I dare not slack off in the slightest??"

Emperor Qianlong sighed, "Song Aiqing, if you have anything to say, just say it. I won't punish you."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" The Minister of Rites stood up quickly. His waist no longer hurt, his legs were no longer sore, and his whole body became more upright.

The Minister of Punishment smiled and said nothing. At this time, some smart people have discovered that the atmosphere of today's court meeting is very wrong. Thinking about the recent situation, it is obvious that the decision on Xiaoyaomen is about to begin.

"Xiaoyaomen massacred Zhongliang and wantonly killed fellow righteous people. Now people in Xiayu, Basi, Changfeng and other places have been displaced, and the number of refugees has expanded to tens of millions! The autumn harvest is approaching, and the food harvest has been poor. Years of drought, lack of fresh water in rivers all over the world, and The locust plague has spread, and there is no food left in the provincial treasury. If such a number of refugees are introduced to the Central Plains... the consequences will be disastrous!"

Emperor Qianlong said in a cold tone: "Then according to your words, how to solve it?"

The Minister of Rites lowered his eyebrows and said, "Just block it in the wilderness. Let tens of millions of refugees be divided and eaten by wild beasts. This will keep our country safe."

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A group of people were gasping in horror. You, the Minister of Rites, really dare to say that this is a crime of beheading!

As expected, Emperor Qianlong became angry: "How outrageous! Minister of Rites, you are so brave, drag me down and behead you!"

The voice of the Minister of Rites raised a level again: "Your Majesty, this is the only strategy to save the country. Good medicine is bitter but good for the disease. Now I, Daluo, am seriously ill!"

Bang!

Emperor Qianlong angrily overturned all the wooden slips and pen holders on the documents. The ministers and guards in the palace knelt down one after another, "Your Majesty, calm down!"

Emperor Qianlong held the jade seal with his strong knuckles and made a crunching sound. He gritted his teeth and said word by word, "Song Jiaqing, you are very good... how dare you talk to me like this."

Song Jiaqing, the Minister of Rites, lowered his eyebrows and looked down upon his eyes. His honest but stubborn look was like a weed unwilling to give in, with strong vitality.

"Your Majesty, please go up to heaven and listen!"

The ministers petitioned: "Your Majesty, please go to heaven to listen!"

Emperor Qianlong left without looking back.

"Retreat from the court~~~" the Ouchi supervisor shouted in a hurry, and then hurriedly chased after him.

The ministers watched him go away with dark eyes, and Emperor Qianlong's panicked steps seemed like there was a wild beast chasing him behind him.

"Your Majesty, it seems that you have had a different intention."

The Minister of Punishment said.

"Peacock Mingwang, I will ask you to handle this matter when the time comes."

There seemed to be another voice speaking in the body of the Minister of Rites, which was sacred and evil: "King Tota, your paradise is supposed to be robbed this time, why do you want me, the Buddhist monk, to take action?"

"How to deal with Xiaoyaomen?"

"Since the Taoist lineage of a mere golden immortal has jumped out, it will be destroyed."

Heaven's rule over the three realms is not just an empty talk. In the mortal world, the emperor appears to be supreme, but in reality it is the lower-level officials who execute orders.

Then let a puppet sit in that position and be incarnated by the immortals and gods, carrying the torrent of humanity forward to resolve the opposition between humans and gods.

By the way, you can also refine your heart in the world of mortals, why not do it?
Chapter completed!