Chapter 1222: One day, I will kill the gods

After finishing the affairs in the town, Master Taicheng left. Qin Liuxi looked at Feng Xiu, who snorted.

"If it weren't for the spiritual brand I put on you, I don't know that you would fight to the death with him. What's going on? The formation here doesn't look like the ones I destroyed before, so why are you doing it with him again? "

"It's a game against me." Qin Liuxi came to the body of the man possessed by Si Luo and looked carefully. This man looked a bit familiar.

"What's the situation?" Feng Xiu watched her pull the body, and frowned: "What are you going to do with this body, don't you think you'd like to bury it?"

"This man looks familiar. Let me see if I can find any clues about his identity." Qin Liuxi took off his purse, stood up, looked at Feng Xiu and said, "Si Luo said that I am the fire of Red Lotus Karma Fire. Carrying the sin of destroying the world.”

Feng Xiu's pupils suddenly shrank: "What?"

Qin Liuxi opened his wallet and told the news revealed by Si Luo in an understatement, saying: "He set up this game just to see if I was the reincarnation of the red lotus karma fire as he thought."

"No, you just believe it?" Feng Xiu said with a serious face: "The so-called attack on the heart is the most important thing, he just wants you to be confused and doubt yourself. You won't just believe his evil, right?"

With a thought, Qin Liuxi ignited the fire, and his whole body became a burning person. The domineering and frightening breath of flames made the feudal cultivator unable to help being frightened, and his whole body trembled.

He is a monster, so he naturally awes those righteous spirits. Not to mention the karmic fire that can burn bones and devour souls. If he is touched by it, even the Demon King will suffer.

“You think, which cultivator would be like me?”

Fengxiu opened his mouth and said: "Okay, I know your interests, so quickly collect your magical powers."

Qin Liuxi took back the fire and said: "So, if I am really the reincarnation of that fire, then I am not a good person as a feudal cultivator. I am burdened with heinous sins."

"You are not a good person to begin with... Well, I mean, you are not a good person, no, you are not easy to mess with anyway. You are the evil **** who fights against the sky and the earth, the great devil in the world. If you can do such a thing, it's okay It’s not surprising!” Feng Xiu touched his chin and said, “You have to know that the fire of strange fire will produce spiritual wisdom. Without education, it will definitely be difficult to restrain, whether it is a human, a god, or a monster in this world. Without restraint, it will be chaotic. ”

Qin Liuxi folded his arms and looked at him: "Are you trying to comfort me? If you can speak, just speak more."

"Whether you are the fire type or not, it is too far away. The strange fire has existed for tens of thousands of years. But Xiaoxi, let alone tens of millions of years, you can't even imagine the old monster's era. Why is it so long ago? You now, He's just a Taoist practicing Taoism in the human world." Feng Xiu pursed his lips and said, "If, as he said, your reincarnation is to save the world and atone for your sins, then you are just here to experience calamity."

"Yes, I'm just experiencing calamity in the human world." Qin Liuxi lowered his eyes, opened his purse, poured out some broken silver, and a small jade charm tied with a wishful knot.

Her eyes were half-squinted.

Feng Xiu glanced at the jade amulet and took it over: "Hey, didn't you make this amulet?"

There were some familiar Dao patterns on it. He had known her for a long time, so he still recognized the things Qin Liuxi made.

Qin Liuxi nodded in agreement, looked at the corpse again, and said, "I know why he looks familiar. He is from the Yan family."

He looks a bit like Yan Qishan. He is probably not a descendant of Yan Qishan, but he is also somewhat related to him by blood. I am afraid he is of the same bloodline.

Qin Liuxi didn't know what he was thinking of, his eyes were cold.

She cremated the body, gathered it up, and left with Feng Xiu, going straight to the ancestral graves of the Yan family.

When Feng Xiu saw the golden, auspicious and prosperous luck in the Yan family's ancestral tomb, his eyes widened and he said, "The Yan family's luck is too rich, isn't it? Just with this golden auspiciousness, it can be said that it has been prosperous and noble for more than a hundred years." "Hey, what good things have they done?"

The Yan family is already full of Wenchang, Jin and Ji luck, and their ancestors are demigods. It is normal for their family to have strong luck, but this is too strong. Last time she came here, the luck was not as high as it is now. It has been noble for hundreds of years. , Feng Xiu still said it was less. If this intensity continued, the Yan family would be able to flourish for hundreds of years. However, this adverse weather luck is not normal.

Especially under such luck, how could the Yan family die early?

unless…

 Qin Liuxi turned around and went to Yuhang City, only to find that although white lanterns and white flags were hung everywhere in the city because of the death of Emperor Kangwu, the people in the city were all rushing in one direction.

That is the direction of Green Lake.

She went to Green Lake and came to the Water Temple. The former small temple had turned into a magnificent temple. There was a huge incense burner in front of the temple, burning thick incense. She kept kneeling in front of the temple and murmuring. Talking to himself, very pious.

Qin Liuxi’s pupils shrank and he clenched the diamond ruler in his hand.

The feudal monk was also a little dazed.

“What’s going on? Isn’t the Water God one of us?”

But look at what these people who come to worship are doing. Every time they kowtow and burn a stick of incense, their vitality and luck will be taken away from them and they will flock to the Water Temple.

In addition, there is the endless power of faith.

No matter how much the feudal cultivator understands, he knows that faith is faith, but it is definitely not like now, with wisps of vitality and luck being taken away. This is not a good phenomenon.

No wonder the golden and auspicious luck on the Yan family's ancestral tomb is so prosperous and strong. With the sacrifices of these people, how can it not be prosperous?

 Their luck fell on the water god, and the water **** returned to feed the ancestral graves. It would be strange if the water **** did not prosper.

Feng Xiu immediately thought of the worst side.

Should the Water God become an evil god?

Feng Bo also relied on Siluo's Buddha bones to become a demigod.

Feng Xiu subconsciously looked at Qin Liuxi and saw a trace of sadness and anger in her eyes. His heart tightened and he suddenly remembered what she had said to him before.

One day, will he no longer be who he is?

Did she already notice that Uncle Feng had changed at that time?

Qin Liuxi walked from the void into the mortal world, surrounded by people coming and going. They spoke in awe and respect for the God of Water. The smoke of sandalwood made her confused, but she still looked at the God through the heavy smoke. The temple is decorated with gold foil idols.

It is Feng Bo, but not Feng Bo. He is gentle and gentle. He is aloof and looks down on the world like a god.

The smoke covered his face, making it look a little unreal, as if he was looking at her through the sea of people, smiling.

However, God is not here.

Qin Liuxi felt a rage in her heart, and the people around her seemed to have noticed something, so they all avoided her in fear and looked at her warily.

She looked at the statue of the **** for a long time, and squeezed out a sentence through her teeth: "One day, I will kill the god." (End of this chapter)

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