The demon fairy starts from the six-winged centipede

Chapter 247 If I don’t go to hell, who will?

"Senior, what should we do?"

Wuming was horrified and couldn't help but ask.

Although it was done to save China and the Central Plains, the massacre of hundreds of millions of Japanese people in Japan was too horrific to be accepted.

Xiao Sanxiao grasped the Human Emperor Banner tightly, his fingers turned white, and he was torn between his conscience and his desires.

"Let me think about it."

He sat down on the ground, looking at the charcoal in the campfire that had become unrecognizable, and his heart sank.

Among the masters of Shenzhou, there are actually very few who are willing to protect all living beings. Most of them are egoists. It’s okay to stand up for the weak occasionally, but it’s almost impossible to find someone as selfless as Wuming.

The masters in the Temple of War God have high martial arts skills, but their moral bottom line is very flexible. It is impossible to ask them to give up ascension and resist the invasion.

Even Xiongba is the same. His supreme position is only because he has the strongest military force now. It does not mean that he will do it for the people of the world.

You can't rely on outsiders anymore, you can only find a way out yourself.

However, the Japanese side has the Great Demon God, the Big Boss, Jue Wushen and others, while the Shenzhou side only has himself and Wuming. It is nothing but a pipe dream to want to repel the army.

After thinking it over, Xiao Sanxiao realized that he actually had no choice, and the Human Emperor Banner in his hand was his last chance.

He laughed miserably, his body hunched over like an old man at the end of his life, and said in a hushed voice: "Wuming, tell me, is killing really for the sake of protecting life?"

"Senior, I don't know."

Wuming spoke in a low voice, frightened by Wu Gong's attitude of treating everything as straw dogs.

The hundreds of millions of people in Japan were like weeds harvested at random on the roadside and could be killed at will.

That tone was condescending and indifferent to everything.

Sacrifice the minority to save the majority? He could hardly agree with that.

After a lifetime of practice, Haoran's sword heart has been honed to the state of clarity. Guarding is guarding, killing is killing. Karma and merit will never cancel each other out, and no amount of whitewashing can cover up the sins.

Slaughtering all living beings under the guise of protection is not his way.

But if Xiao Sanxiao insisted, he would not stop her.

I follow my own path.

It is up to other people to practice their own ways, and he has no right to interfere.

Besides, if Xiao Sanxiao can really get through that test, it would be a good thing. At least there would not be rivers of blood in China.

The sea breeze blows gently, and the clouds are changing.

Xiao Sanxiao stared at the dimming charcoal fire, and there was only a little incense stick time left.

He sighed, cut off the last bit of hope in his heart, stood up and dusted himself off.

"Wuming, I've made up my mind."

As he spoke, he walked towards the space gate step by step. His gray hair fluttered in the wind, and his fallen will was washed away, emitting a dazzling glow of humanity.

"The Monk Emperor once said: If I don't go to hell, who will? Today I slaughtered the Japanese, and all the sins are on me. I only wish the people of China to live in peace."

"Since then, there has been no more great catastrophes in the Central Plains, martial arts have flourished, everyone has practiced the Vajra Dharma, and all living beings are like dragons. This is cause for celebration."

Wuming looked at Xiao Sanxiao with fluttering sleeves and said with admiration: "Senior, you do not seek fame or gain, and your merits and virtues are as great as those of immortals and Buddhas. I cannot compare to you, so I will pay my respects to you on behalf of all living beings."

He stood up, waved his sleeves, and paid homage.

Xiao Sanxiao waved his hands, not caring at all. He just looked up to the sky and laughed, looking very free and easy.

"Hahahaha, use and abandon are up to time, action and hiding are up to me, everything is fate."

"Killing? Protecting life? Haha. The only one who knows my sins is the Spring and Autumn Annals, and the only one who knows my merits is Shenzhou."

He took a big step forward, and the Emperor's Banner fluttered.

As his figure disappeared into the space gate, the last spark in the campfire burned out.

A gust of sea breeze blew, rolling up the black coke and completely disappeared. At the original place, Wuming saw the space door disappear, turned his head and looked in the direction of Dongying, with a complicated expression.

"A single word can decide the life and death of hundreds of thousands of people. Is this an immortal god?"

Above the Nine Heavens, Wu Gong saw that Xiao Sanxiao's choice was as he expected, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Fate, calamity, without external intervention, it is impossible to overcome numerous difficulties. The Human Emperor Banner is extremely evil. If you don't have the great willpower and determination to protect the people, how can you control the magic treasure?"

"Xiao Sanxiao, your destiny has changed. How far you can go in the future depends on whether you can stick to your original intention amid endless desires."

A bright light flashed for a moment, and Xiao Sanxiao walked through the space gate. He had already crossed the sea and arrived in Japan.

He stood on a huge mountain and looked around, seeing cherry trees in full bloom everywhere.

A breeze blew by, and pink petals fluttered, carrying a faint fragrance, as colorful as raindrops.

"Japan."

Xiao Sanxiao grabbed the Human Emperor Banner, feeling the bone-chilling cold aura within it. He stared at the densely packed houses under the mountain range, and pointed his finger like a sword, slashing it across his palm.

Bright red blood beads rolled down onto the Human Emperor Banner. The skull on the banner seemed to come alive, emitting a creepy cackle. At the same time, a piece of information stored inside was transmitted to the mind.

After a few breaths, Xiao Sanxiao sorted out the information inside. His face turned pale and he looked at the Human Emperor Banner in horror.

"Swallowing blood and devouring souls, extremely evil, and there is also the Hundred Days Foundation Building Method and the Heavenly Book of Dao. Does the Immortal Venerable want me to enter the Dao through the devil?"

Xiao Sanxiao refined the Human Emperor Banner with blood and learned about the skills that Wu Gong had left in it in advance. He couldn't help but be shocked.

"Killing is to protect life! How can I, an old man, dare to suppress the evil thoughts of the devil with faith?"

Wu Gong left all the information in the magic weapon.

The Human Emperor Banner is a typical magic weapon that can be continuously strengthened and advanced by devouring flesh, blood and souls.

In fact, there are quite a few cultivators practicing magic in the entire Pingshan Holy Land, but there is not a single person who has the great kindness to take care of the people of the world and possesses a transcendent state of mind and knowledge.

Even Wanrenwang, Yuyangzi and others in the Zhu Xian world are far inferior to Xiao Sanxiao.

After four thousand years of experience, Xiao Sanxiao is proficient in almost all the classics in the Fengyun world, and has even experienced all walks of life.

Peddlers, emperors, old farmers and fishermen, knights and scholars.
It is no exaggeration to say that Xiao Sanxiao is a living encyclopedia.

The only difference is that his vision is limited, and the narrow world constrains his thinking.

However, this is also the best solution.

Pingshan possesses all the knowledge in the universe, and with Xiao Sanxiao's profound knowledge, as long as he gets started, he will make rapid progress.

Of course, the most important thing is the way of protection that Xiao Sanxiao has practiced for four thousand years.

This kind of illusory and grand concept, coupled with rich life experience and a transcendent state of mind that sees through everything, is the best foundation for resisting the erosion of evil desires.

Power, beauty, wine and meat, all kinds of desires are like passing clouds to Xiao Sanxiao. He is the best candidate to hold the Human Emperor Banner.

It can be predicted that this magic banner, which is nourished by countless flesh and blood and souls from all over the heavens and the worlds, will probably increase in power at an alarming speed.

The way of magic has always emphasized quick success, and this kind of powerful weapon can only be perfectly controlled if it is handed over to him, instead of being eroded by evil thoughts and becoming a slave.

The Aquarius Heaven Realm will become more and more perfect in the future, and the development of the underworld will be on the agenda sooner or later.

Looking at the myths throughout, all the ghosts and gods in the underworld were people who had great merits and kindness in their lifetime.

The human heart is like a devil, impossible to guess.

The ghosts and gods in the underworld see through everything that living beings do. Without firm perseverance and great will, they will probably be swallowed up and corrupted by the darkness in people's hearts.

Wu Gong has not yet walked out of the underworld, but he has already gained some insights into the key points involved.

This Human Emperor Banner was a pre-planned measure.

If even laughing three times doesn't work, then we'll probably have to look for other candidates.

(End of this chapter)