Chuanshu Shizun is a big villain

The sun was blocked by something, and the originally sunny sky suddenly turned dark. The moisture in the air continued to increase and quickly condensed in mid-air, soon forming a dewdrop, followed by more dewdrops that continued to condense.

These dewdrops came into contact with each other, merged, and grew rapidly, finally forming a huge lake.

The lake stood between the Golden Scale Holy City and the numerous refugees, like a chasm that was difficult to cross.

The lake slowly fell, and a lake appeared on the originally desolate ground.

"Immortal technique, is this the legendary immortal technique?"

"My lord, please accept my humble obeisance."

"My ancestors are so proud of themselves that I can actually meet an immortal today."

……

These people had never seen the world before, so when they saw such means and such a miracle, they were dumbfounded and shocked both physically and mentally.

They were very excited and felt that they had made the right decision this time.

They may come into contact with immortals, or even become immortals themselves.

The middle-aged monk looked at the crowd's reactions with indifference, and there was not a trace of emotion in his voice. "Everyone, if you want to enter the Golden Scale Holy City, you only need one last step."

"Eliminate the filth and reach the golden scales."

The young man looked at the bottomless lake with a hint of fear in his eyes.

He is just an ordinary person.

Can you really wade through it?

As if he could see the young man's timidity, the middle-aged monk spoke in a gentle voice, but his eyes were indifferent, "If you are afraid, you can go back."

The middle-aged monk's words stimulated the young man.

He endured many hardships along the way.

Let him go back now?

How to go back?

"I'm not scared." "Not scared at all!!!"

The young man's words were almost shouted out.

After saying that, the young man took off all his clothes, jumped into the huge lake.

The rippling water gave off a chill, and the young man's nerves were tense, waiting for the cold to come at any time.

However, to the young man's surprise, the imagined coldness did not come, instead, a warm current rushed through his body.

Comfortable.

It's so comfortable.

My body seemed to be reborn in the lake.

At this time, the middle-aged monk's gentle but distant voice came out, "Suffering Lord, congratulations, your sincerity to my Buddha has been recognized by my Buddha, you can go ashore."

The young man showed surprise on his face, but still asked, "Really?"

The middle-aged monk smiled but said nothing.

The young man didn't care that he had no clothes on and walked quickly towards the Golden Scale Holy City that he had longed for.

As the young man rushed forward, a set of robes appeared in front of him, stopping him from rushing forward.

At the same time, a voice echoed in the young man's mind, "Are you willing to give up everything and convert to Buddhism?"

"I am willing, I am willing."

"Put on the robes and take refuge in the Buddha."

"Yes Yes Yes!!!"

The young man put on the robes without thinking twice.

The young man wearing the cassock felt extremely gentle, as if he was in his mother's arms.

The young man rushed towards the open city gate he longed for without looking back.

There is a paradise on earth.

Rushing into the city, the young man looked at the steaming steamer, swallowed his saliva, and asked, "How can I eat this meat bun?"

The person selling the meat buns was a middle-aged female monk wearing a cassock.

That's right, it's a female monk, not a nun. It's strange that the moment you see this middle-aged woman, you will have such an idea in your mind.

This woman is a monk.

Weird feeling.

The young man didn't notice anything and just stared at the meat bun.

He is too hungry.

Meat buns, so delicious.

The female monk spoke in a gentle voice, and her eyes showed a look similar to that of the middle-aged monk, cold and icy, as if she was looking at a dead person. "You have entered my Golden Scale Holy City, so you are a member of my Golden Scale Holy City."

"People in my Golden Scale Holy City always look at themselves when eating. Eat as much as you can. As long as you don't waste it, it's fine."

"Free?" The young man understood the meaning of the female monk's words and his eyes lit up.

"Ah."

The female monk nodded.

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The young man didn't care about the scalding hot steam coming out of the steamer. He grabbed the plump white bun and stuffed it into his mouth without thinking.

Even though his mouth was burned, the young man didn't care and just focused on eating.

After eating the meat buns, the young man went to eat other meat dishes.

When people outside saw this scene, they rushed to take off their clothes and jumped into the lake.

This is probably what is meant by making dumplings.

Looking at the behavior of the person in front of them, the monks all showed extremely strange smiles on their faces.

Wang Li, who had lost some weight, asked, "Don't you care?"

In the eyes of ordinary people, the Golden Scale Holy City is a paradise on earth. However, in the eyes of these immortal cultivators, it is a completely different scene.

The holy city is in ruins, with broken walls and ruins everywhere.

The lake water that looked holy was actually a dark brown unknown liquid formed by the long-term fermentation of blood and flesh.

The steamed buns and wontons in the holy city are actually disgusting things like dirt and hair.

As for those so-called holy monks, they are actually transformed from rats and lizards.

This is not a holy city at all, but a strange city of demons and evil spirits.

Many things that appear in the eyes of these ordinary people are illusions.

It's just a dream.

If these people knew that the beautiful holy city they pursued was nothing but a fantasy, I wonder... would they go crazy?

There are some poor people who cannot be given hope.

Without hope, they can continue to suffer; even if it means death, it is only suffering that they can accept.

If you have hope, see beauty, and then destroy this beauty...

Many people will collapse, which is more painful than suffering for a lifetime.

Because there is no hope in life anymore and I can no longer live like that.

Chunyu Xiuzhu pondered for a moment, and finally nodded, "It should be exposed."

It’s hard to say whether dying in a confused state is good or bad.

It’s hard to say, if the truth is revealed, can these people really...really still survive?
can!
This is the answer given by Chunyu Xiuzhu.

As a cultivator, especially a powerful one, Chunyu Xiuzhu has such ability only to protect some mortals.

This is something that is within our capabilities.

After he finished speaking, Chunyu Xiuzhu did not hesitate. He floated in the air and swung out with a sword.

A snow-white sword light emerged from the long sword, and it pressed towards the magnificent Golden Scale City with unstoppable force.

Whether they were female monks or male monks, they all felt a pressure that came from the soul.

They had a feeling that if they didn't dodge in time, they would be crushed to death by this pressure.

escape.

When these monks had such thoughts in their minds, their bodies were like balls filled with blood, being crushed from all directions by a huge force of thousands of pounds, and exploded instantly. (End of this chapter)