The ancestor of the Long family once told the head of the family that if the Long family is in trouble, you must go somewhere. Someone from the organization will help you. As long as you join the organization, you will have a chance to revive the Long family.
The head of the Long family also told his three sons about this.
It's almost there! It's almost there!
Just when Long Sanshui was about to relax, a voice sounded in his ear.
"Third Young Master, you have been running for so long. Let's take a rest. Come and drink some water." Jiang Li kindly reminded Long Sanshui and handed him a gourd. Long Sanshui was so frightened that he staggered and fell to the ground.
"Hey, hey, hey, how can I give him water?" Ruyi Gourd said dissatisfiedly. Jiang Li told it not to talk casually, but there are not many people now. Qin Luan and the other three are his own, and this guy named Long can't survive.
You should be able to speak now, right?
Ever since Lingbao developed intelligence, it was nothing new for Lingbao to be able to speak. Qin Luan and the others were not surprised.
Of course, if they knew that this was the fairy gourd, their expression would be completely different.
"You, you, you, your ghosts are still here!"
As soon as he saw Jiang Li, Long Sanshui didn't have any resentment. If begging for mercy would work, he immediately knelt down and begged them to spare his life.
"The lingering ghost is an unpleasant thing to say, it should be called the lingering spirit." Jiang Li corrected seriously.
"Our Long family has been ruined. Please spare my life. I promise to start a new life and devote my whole life to doing good things!"
Jiang Li turned his head and asked, "You all heard it. It was him who said he wanted to be a new man."
"Then..." Song Ying didn't understand what Jiang Li meant. Did she want to let him go?
Qin Luan nodded: "Since we are starting a new life, we will inevitably have to reincarnate. It seems that Young Master Long San wants to die. We will help him."
"That's not what I meant!" Long Sanshui quickly denied.
"Four of you, please forgive me. I have some friendship with the ancestor of the Long family. Although I can't come forward to help him, I still want to leave his only descendant." Erratic voices came from all directions, giving people
An eerie feeling.
Yuan Wuxing was alert and quickly circled around for a week, but found no one. When he turned around, an old man was standing next to Long Sanshui.
A monk in the transformation stage!
"Are you from the organization that the ancestor mentioned?" Long Sanshui was overjoyed, as if he had found a savior.
"Old Longtou has given me many leads, which has helped the organization a lot. As the only survivor of the Long family, you can not only join the organization, but you can also make a request, as long as I can make it happen." The old man said kindly, looking at
Get up and look kind.
"Then please kill these people!" Long Sanshui pointed at Jiang Li and his group.
The old man shook his head: "These people will definitely die if they see me. You can make another request."
Long Sanshui had a look of resentment on his face and his eyes were bloodshot: "I have no other request. I just ask you to beat these people to death. I will kill them with my own hands!"
"Okay." The old man said casually. One person in the early stage of Nascent Soul, two in the early stage of Golden Core, and one in the foundation building stage were not enough for him to fight with one hand.
Yuan Wuxing is facing a formidable enemy. Facing the cultivator of the gods, no matter how hard he fights, he can't save Song Ying and Huang Li from the Qin Dynasty... Wait, it feels like something is wrong? Is there someone who doesn't need my protection?
?
Qin Luan looked at Jiang Li curiously, wanting to know what Huang Li, who was in the Golden Core stage, should do in this situation. Anyway, he was totally at his wits end.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Li used his Baizhang Dharma Body, which was so powerful that he killed Long Sanshui in one encounter and seriously injured the old man.
"Well... the move you just performed is not like something that can be done by the Golden Core Stage." Song Ying weakly reminded Jiang Li.
"Oh, actually you don't know that there is the soul of a Mahayana strongman in my ring, which can temporarily enhance my strength at critical moments." Jiang Li explained, "Originally I didn't want to do this, this is my biggest trump card.
, but today is special, if you don’t reveal your trump card, you will die.”
"You must keep it a secret!" Jiang Li repeatedly warned, and Song Ying almost nodded in agreement.
"Who are you!" The old man was afraid. With just one move, half of his life could be wiped out. The opponent was definitely a monk in the integration stage!
"Golden elixir monk, Huang Li." Jiang Li introduced himself.
"You're a liar!" the old man roared angrily, strange power surged in his body, healed his body instantly, turned around and ran away.
Jiang Li noticed the strange power of the old man, and his expression changed. He no longer pretended to be a golden elixir monk, and grabbed the old man with his Dharma body: "What kind of power do you have! Where does it come from! You are like this.
How could a murderer have such power!"
"You...you are the elder of the Dharmakaya Sect!" The old man recognized Jiang Li's moves. Only the Dharmakaya Sect, one of the six major sects, can display such a powerful Dharmakaya.
"Where does your power come from!"
"Oh, can you live if I tell you?" The old man knew that he would die today and said nothing about his own strength.
"I hope you won't ask me to kill you for a while." Jiang Li showed a cruel smile.
The sounds of begging for mercy and screams came, and Song Ying shuddered just listening to the sounds, unable to imagine the kind of torture the old man was enduring.
"Please... kill me." The old man was manipulated into a disgraceful state by Jiang Li, "Whatever you want to ask... I will tell you... just give me a good time."
The old man could not believe that there could be such torture in the world.
"What is your power? How did you get it?"
"This is the power of Shen Zang. After every believer joins the religion and sincerely believes in the Lord Shen Zang, he can find the power of Shen Zang hidden in his body."
"What kind of sect is it?" Jiang Li had never heard of such a sect, let alone the Venerable Shenzang.
There are many sects in Kyushu that believe in the Immortals of the Immortal Realm, such as those who believe in the North Pole Zhenwu Great Emperor, those who believe in the Taiyin Star Lord, the Sun Star Lord, and those who believe in the Huangjiao Great Immortal, etc. The Human Emperor is essentially a kind of belief, the Human Emperor
This is where the power of faith in the temple comes from.
While the ladder to immortality is not cut off, the power of belief in the immortals can still be transmitted to the fairy world, and the immortals will also send down miracles. After the ladder to immortality disappears, the connection with the fairy world is severed, and the power of faith cannot be transmitted.
Immortals will not come down, and these sects that believe in immortals have almost disappeared.
"I am a believer in the Shenzo Sect. The leader told us that each of us has infinite power in our body, but we are limited by our own knowledge and cannot detect it. As long as we believe in the Lord Shenzo and use others to guide us, we can tap out our own God.
Hidden power!”
"What is a human guide?"
"It's just people, no matter good or bad, as long as we kill people, we can dig out the hidden power of the gods."
"Isn't this the method of practicing magic?" Qin Luan couldn't help but interrupt, and Yuan Wuxing nodded repeatedly, which reminded him of Jiang Yixing.
"What kind of demonic path? The power of the demonic path contains resentment, but the power of the divine treasure has nothing to do with it." The old man glared and showed the power of the divine treasure to Qin Luan.
The power of Shen Zang is golden, warm and soft, which is completely different from the cold demonic way.
"Do you know what I call this power?" Jiang Li asked seriously.
"What?"
"The power of merit."
Qin Luan and Yuan Wuxing felt a chill rush from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.