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Chapter 942 Ghost Baby (Merry Christmas!)

"I'm afraid there are more than tens of thousands of people with such resentment, and the solidity of resentment means that he must have suffered inhuman torture before his death and died at the hands of the same person." Another saint nodded and said in confusion: "Looking at the place where resentment appears, it seems that it is the location of Wuzhuang Temple. Zhen Yuanzi has just left. Could it be that Tang Sanzang did something that was angry with heaven and people?"

"Just, within hundreds of miles around Wuzhuang Temple, there is no big country, let alone a big city with tens of thousands of people. Not to mention whether Tang Sanzang had a way to kill so many people for a period of time, it is impossible to find such a big city there. This resentment came from Wuzhuang Temple." The Taoist nun Ziyi curled her lips and said with some sarcasm.

"Is this... Zhen Yuanzi made it? How can Laojun explain this?" Everyone looked at the purple-style Taoist nun in surprise when they heard the purple-style Taoist nun.

Zhen Yuanzi has a very high seniority among the Three Realms. He is a saint who has existed since the beginning of heaven and earth. He has witnessed the rise and fall of the Three Realms and has always stood on the top. Although he is strong, he has never participated in the separatist dispute between the Three Realms. Wuzhuang Temple has never joined any powerful strong person. Even the strongest one among his disciples is only in the early stage of the Heavenly King Realm, and he is already the second strongest person in Wuzhuang Temple.

Thousands of years ago, Zhen Yuanzi moved Wuzhuang Temple away from his original place and moved it to a place only a few thousand miles away from Lingshan. He had not done anything extraordinary for thousands of years. Many people even forgot that he was a great saint who could rank in the top five in strength.

But what is the horror and resentment that is coming out from Wuzhuang Temple now? If it was really created by Zhen Yuanzi, would there be any secrets here that are ungrateful?

All the saints were full of doubts. The saints were also worried about being infected with cause and effect, because the saints also had to deal with the heavenly destiny that once every thousands of years. If there were too many causes and effects, the heavenly destiny would be stronger.

Therefore, many people choose to be born after becoming a saint, not to participate in human affairs, and avoid encountering too many causes and effects.

If such a terrifying resentment as it is now is contaminated by the saint, even a saint should consider what kind of terrifying heavenly disaster they will face next.

"You'll know if you look." The Grand Lord of the Supreme Sage curled his lips, and was speechless at the saint who had just asked. With a wave of his hand, a light curtain appeared in the direction of the entrance of the hall. The purpose was layers of clouds and mist, which was exactly the same as when everyone used their spiritual sense to investigate. The entire Wuzhuang Temple was covered by formations, and Zhen Yuanzi's strength was stronger than most of the saints present, so no one was thinking about investigating.

But the Taishang Laojun is different. Although there has always been controversy about the strength of the top five saints, one thing that is certain is that Laojun on the stage is definitely not afraid of anyone among the people. His attitude towards everyone is also average and he doesn't take him seriously at all.

It would probably not be easy for Taishang Laojun to see through these clouds and mists from a distance.

The Taishang Laojun frowned slightly. Just as he was about to make a seal on his hand, suddenly the treetops of a big tree pierced the place covered by the formation and continued to fly upwards.

"This is? Ginseng Fruit!" Someone was puzzled for a moment, and suddenly glared at his eyes and said incredible.

"How did the ginseng fruit tree look like this!" Someone on the side exclaimed. The ginseng fruit tree, which should have been green and fairy-like, has now turned gray and black. The crystal-clear little ginseng fruits have now become ghost babies with terrifying ghost heads, sharp teeth, and corrosive liquid in their mouths, looking extremely terrifying.

"Vomit!" A saint on the side started to retching. Just yesterday, the saints ate several ginseng fruits. Now seeing the ginseng fruit tree in this way, the ginseng fruit has become so disgusting, and many people feel their stomachs are rolling.

"Fortunately I didn't eat it yesterday. If I eat this thing, the cause and effect are so great." The girl in yellow robe frowned and looked at the saint present with some pity.

"Your Majesty Jade Emperor, do you think this is true?" Someone below couldn't sit still when he heard this and asked at the girl in yellow robe.

"Oh, we even ate the fruit when this resentment gathered together. We couldn't escape the cause and effect. No wonder Zhen Yuanzi didn't eat a piece of ginseng fruit yesterday. His heart was punished!" A saint sighed and said, "When he said Zhen Yuanzi, his expression also became extremely angry.

"Is this Tang Sanzang?" At this time, after the ginseng fruit tree flew up for a long time, a figure holding the trunk appeared in everyone's sight. Compared with the huge ginseng fruit tree, he seemed a little small, but it was like an ant carrying an elephant, which looked even more shocking.

"So this is Tang Sanzang. Does it look good? He is quite handsome, like a good person." The girl in the yellow robe no longer cared about other saints. She looked at Tang Sanzang in the picture and said with a smile, a little crazy.

Immediately afterwards, the tree root appeared in everyone's sight. Looking at the curled corpses hanging on the tree root, the girl in yellow robe suddenly stood up, clenched her fists and said, "Zhen Yuanzi, you are so brave. You dare to use this cruel method of raising ginseng fruit trees with essence and energy!"

"He is going against the will of heaven! Aren't he afraid of the punishment directly?" An old man on the side couldn't help but shout. Although he was a saint, most of them had their own inheritance and sects, so naturally they wouldn't do this.

But unexpectedly, Zhen Yuanzi actually used living people to raise ginseng fruits. Seeing the ginseng fruit tree continue to fly upwards, the lush root system below pulling out a series of dead bodies, which made them a little scared.

"This should be the people of the country who are the bride lion and camel." Ru looked at the dead bodies and silently recited the Buddha's name, with a look of compassion on his face.

"It turns out that the Golden-winged King of Gengfeng has indeed been wrongly accused of the Golden-winged King. He said that he had passed by the Lion Camel Kingdom, and he had been carrying the infamy of massacre for so many years. But he didn't expect that all of those people were here and turned into the nutrients for this ginseng fruit tree." Someone sighed.

"Zhen Yuanzi's doing this has made us more involved in cause and effect. But someone is willing to take action with me and punish him severely to comfort the spirit of the tens of thousands of unjust souls?" Emperor Donghua looked at the saints and said with a gloomy expression. In order to cut off cause and effect, they have done various things, but now they have been broken by Zhen Yuanzi. If Tang Sanzang had not suddenly created such a formation, the next time the heavenly thunder tribulation came and died under the thunder tribulation, they would not know how they died.
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