Sky Surveying Demon Hunt

"Boss." Zhou Qian had survived the catastrophe and still remembered the past. He scratched the back of his head and said, "At that time, I was still in the world of the living and had not yet awakened the Ghost Sect's spiritual veins. How could I have known such a situation?"

"If I had known then that you could defeat the gods and become a Saint Emperor, I would have killed myself long ago and would always be at your side!"

Lin Ji smiled calmly, casually threw out a demon pill and said, "You are so lucky, you can refine it and break through quickly!"

The huge demon pill flew through the air, becoming smaller and smaller, and landed in Zhou Qian's hand like a round apricot.

"This..." Zhou Qian was overjoyed holding the magic pill in his hand.

This is the genuine Eight-Realm Demon Pill!
The true method of Yin Gui gives you hope of entering the Tao!
Lin Ji turned to look at the Snake Saint and said with a serious face: "Not long ago, also here, I spared the Ape Saint and gave him a chance to live. It was because although he had done evil, he had also done many good deeds."

"And you..."

Under the law of cause and effect, tens of millions of long black silk threads suddenly rose up around the Snake Saint, which were several times more complicated than the ghost energy surrounding Zhou Qian just now.

"Since you were born, you have been committing countless evil deeds. Relying on the spirit snake god species, you have been a tyrant! Over the past thousand years, hundreds of thousands of people and animals have died in your hands! Although the heavens are kind, they cannot spare you! So, I will sacrifice your blood to the heavens and restore our mountains and rivers! Destroy!"

Swish!
As Lin Ji pointed forward, a green light slashed through the air and fell.

The huge thousand-foot-long snake that was stepped into the ground broke into pieces immediately and turned into a large pool of blood.

Wow…

The blood rolled down the mountain like a tide. Wherever it passed, the dead grass sprouted leaves and branches, and the old trees put out new buds.

But the grass and trees were all stained with blood, swaying in the wind, like a song or a complaint, or as if they were bowing repeatedly.

The blood fell into the deep pool, turning it red. The rippling water waves reflected the bright blue sky without any grey clouds!

……

Mount Saint-Golden, Victoria.

The dense crowds of people, accompanied by large horse-drawn and ox-drawn carts, rushed forward.

In front of the mountain and all around, there are countless low sheds and tents built in a dense pattern.

Teams of soldiers armed with spears and scimitars on their waists shuttled back and forth.

Looking from the sky, it looks like an ant colony, extremely busy yet orderly.

Not long ago, this place was an endless expanse of yellow sand.

But suddenly one day, there was a loud thunder in the sky.

Immediately afterwards, a thousand-foot-high golden mountain fell from the sky!

This is a real gold mountain!

There was not a single piece of sand or stone on the entire mountain, only pure gold!

Tian Shengguo, who was appointed as the governor of Weizhou by Lin Ji, was overjoyed and quickly organized the people of the whole state to engage in large-scale mining.

In the past, Victoria was famous for its abundant gold and stone.

But at that time, Victoria was always out of reach of the Qin Dynasty. First there was the Alaya Consciousness, and then there was the Western Buddhist Sect. The entire Victoria was under their control and enslavement.

Now, the Holy Emperor has returned to the world to save the people.

The people of Victoria can finally stand up straight and work for their own families, and they are all very happy.

Tian Shengguo received a message from the Daozhen Sect, saying that this mountain was formed when the Holy Emperor slew the Sky-Swallowing Dragon that was suppressed here, so he gave it this name.

In a low shed near the top of the mountain.

A handsome young monk was chewing a greasy chicken drumstick. Outside the shed, anxious-looking laborers lined up for half a mile.

Logically speaking, after the two Buddhist rebellions, the people of Victoria no longer had any good feelings towards monks, and some even hated them to the core.

But this little monk is different.

Although he wore the same monk's clothes and had a shaved head, no one had ever heard him chant "Amitabha". Even when he saw Buddhist statues, he would get extremely angry and curse, "Bald ass bastard!"
Moreover, this little monk is not only handsome and likable, but he can also make a pill called "Body Cleansing Pills".

Once taken, the power becomes immense and one can even go without sleep for three days and go without food for nine meals.

Tian Shengguo had already established a rule that all citizens of Daxia, regardless of their nationality, could mine gold from the mountains, but only one out of ten could be kept.

At this point, how could the millions of people spare any effort?
In this way, the body cleansing pill becomes an extremely effective elixir.

However, the amount of pills distributed by the monk varied, and no one could tell when he would start distributing them again. Therefore, no matter day or night, there was always a long queue outside the shed.

"Yeah, not bad! Your chicken drumstick smells really good!"

At this time, the little monk was eating with his mouth full of oil and praising the food again and again.

"Hehe... it smells good! It smells good!" The dark-faced man on the opposite side saw that the little monk was eating happily, and immediately grinned and said with a pair of thick lips: "Then look, the magic pill..."

“Okay, okay…” The little monk reached into his arms and took out a cherry-sized black pill after struggling for a while. He said, “Okay, I’ll give you a big one!”

"Oh! Okay! Thank you, young master!" The man bowed and took it, thanking him repeatedly.

But then I sniffed it secretly and found that it had a strange, sour smell!

Is this what the magic pill is originally like?
The man holding the pill was about to step out of the door in surprise and doubt, but he was frightened by the man who walked in head on, and the magic pill in his hand almost flew out.

The man was very tall, but he was bent over as if he was carrying a big pot on his back. The black cloth covering his head was bulging with something unknown, and it looked like he had a big meatball.

"Watch out, don't you have eyes?" the black-faced man scolded with dissatisfaction.

"Oh, yes, yes..." The weirdo was quite easy to talk to and nodded repeatedly to apologize.

The dark-faced man didn't care about it anymore. He walked out quickly and closed the door.

But then, everyone queuing outside the door, including him, was shocked!
The low shed that had been built right in front of my eyes just now disappeared so clearly!

"Wunan, you little bastard! Long time no see!"

In the shed, the strange man pulled off the black cloth on his head, revealing a hideous little head. This sharp and piercing sound came from it.

Wu Nan raised his head and glanced at him, grinning and said, "Oh, I was wondering who it was! You are so brave, Biao Er, you dare to come to see me? Aren't you afraid that I will pull your little head off again?!"

“Then it depends on whether you have the same abilities as you did in the past!” said the strange man, lifting up his clothes and sitting down opposite Wu Nan with his body naked.

Wu Nan ignored him and finished eating the chicken leg. He grabbed the man's robe and wiped his hands and mouth clean.

The weirdo didn't move, allowing Wunan to treat him like a rag.

"Wunan, tell me, what would have happened if Lin Ji had also been on Samsara Island back then?" This time the calm voice came from the big head below.

Wu Nan thought for a moment and said, "He was here, but now many are gone."

"Like you, like Buddha."

The little head on top of the weirdo was about to get angry, but the big head still smiled and asked again: "What if only one of Fo and Lin Ji can survive, what will you choose?"

This time Wu Nan did not hesitate and replied bluntly: "The world can be without Buddha, but it cannot be without fruit."

The strange man was slightly startled, then he laughed and said, "What if I want to have no Buddha and no fruit?" (End of this chapter)