Volume 1: The Swordsman of the East Chapter 14: Millions of Lives
Shaolin Temple, Songshan, Main Hall.
Thousands of people scattered around the square, looking towards the entrance of the hall.
Four old monks held rosaries in their hands, constantly moving them and muttering to themselves, while their eyes were looking at Dongfang Qing, who was only twenty-five or twenty-six years old.
Behind the old monks stood a group of young monks. They all looked nervous, as if they had never seen so many people coming to the Shaolin Temple.
However, when they saw Dongfang Qing again, the little monks suddenly blushed and stood there in a daze.
"Amitabha! I am Kong Xing, and I have met the Eastern Sect Leader. What a sin!"
As if sensing the weirdness of the little monks behind him, Master Kong Xing quickly chanted the Buddha's name.
These little monks were all children taken in by the Shaolin Temple when it was in seclusion from the world. The oldest was only one or two years old at the time.
Fifteen years have passed, and now she is only sixteen or seventeen years old. She grew up in the mountains and has never seen such a beautiful person.
Especially Dongfang Qing, whose Sunflower Magic Skill is about to be perfected, his charm is really not something that ordinary people can resist.
Dongfang Qing naturally wouldn't care about other people's reactions, let alone pay any attention to them.
If someone insists on being rude in front of him, the sword in his hand is not for show.
Especially when the Sunflower Divine Art is about to be perfected, with one strike of the sword, ordinary people would not even be able to see the head of the person being separated.
However, the more Dongfang Qing practiced Sunflower Qi, the more he felt the impact of the weapon's weight, size and shape on the maximum speed.
I finally understood why most people who practiced the Sunflower Divine Art chose steel needles as weapons.
That's because only the shape and weight of a steel needle can unleash the sunflower qi's more extreme speed and lethality.
Even Dongfang Qing asked the blacksmith to make a bag of steel needles for him to carry with him.
After all, in times of crisis, there is no such thing as good or bad looks, or being sissy or not. What matters is whether you can kill the enemy and survive.
However, when fighting ordinary enemies, Dongfang Qing rarely uses steel needles.
After all, it's not very glorious. Although it's useless, he still wants to save face.
"It seems that you were the ones who caused the deaths of tens of thousands of people in Heyang Town?"
After hearing Kong Xing's words, Dongfang Qing also looked at Kong Jian, who was not much younger than Kong Xing and was standing next to him.
"That's right! I'm Kongjian, nice to meet you, benefactor. I was in trouble fifteen years ago, and I'm deeply sinful. Amitabha, I'm deeply sinful!"
As he spoke, he chanted the Buddha's name, his face full of compassion.
"Master Dongfang, all these injustices were caused by the so-called immortal things back then. It's all karma. I've been chanting scriptures for more than ten years, but I still feel uneasy!"
"The sky was clear that year, but suddenly there was a roar, the sky exploded, and a green light rivaled the scorching sun. More than a dozen strange objects fell from the green light and scattered between heaven and earth."
"Since that day, there has been constant killing in the world. The major sects have competed for it, resulting in the massacre of more than a dozen towns. Heyang Town is just one of them. The sins among them cannot be washed away by Buddhism! Amitabha!"
Following Kong Jian's voice, the entire square outside the main hall suddenly became quiet.
Immediately afterwards, bursts of quiet sobbing sounds suddenly rang out among the crowd.
"My parents dug a small hole in the ground with their hands to save me. It was just big enough to fit my body. Then they killed themselves and covered the hole with their bodies to keep me safe. I feel so sorry for my parents!"
"One hundred and eighty-five people in our village died. I was the only one who survived because my parents took the opportunity to throw me into a toilet!"
"I'm from Qingshi Town. I saw with my own eyes countless murderers with swords and knives, killing people door to door, with blood flowing like a river. I was kicked away by a big man in armor, and I was lucky enough to survive."
"I was stabbed more than a dozen times and I thought I was going to die. Unexpectedly, I survived. However, my wife, whom I had just married, died because of this!"
"I saw with my own eyes my uncles, aunts, grandparents, fathers and brothers kneeling on the ground, begging and kowtowing, but those people holding swords and knives killed everyone with their swords and knives without blinking an eye... and I hid in a haystack, too scared to even move!"
“Hahaha!” Someone started crying and then laughed: “What a pity that fifteen years have passed and my martial arts skills are mediocre and I can’t avenge my parents and siblings!”
“…”
The cries were like the weeping blood of resentful souls, and countless people were frightened.
Although most of them are civilians, it is still heart-wrenching.
There were also quite a few wandering people, who had obviously experienced the disaster as well.
But his martial arts skills are mediocre, so he can't take revenge, and he doesn't even know the culprit.
"Amitabha!"
The monks present chanted the Buddha's name together, their faces full of compassion.
"Everyone in the world is confused by greed, and even we are not immune to it and have committed the sin of killing. Amitabha, what a sin, what a sin!"
After hearing what everyone said, Dongfang Qing, who was sober and rational, felt a little angry even though he was only trying to complete the task.
It turned out that there was not only Heyang Town, but also more than a dozen villages and towns that suffered the same massacre as Heyang Town.
Then the number of people who died in the disaster fifteen years ago was probably as high as hundreds of thousands.
The entire Dayuan Kingdom had a population of only 70 to 80 million, and 80 percent of them died in an instant.
It was not that Dongfang Qing sympathized, but the memory in his mind clearly remembered those scenes, as if he could empathize with him.
However, if he were in their shoes, he might also fight and kill for the immortal's things.
This is impossible to avoid.
Immortals represent immortality. Not to mention ordinary martial artists, even countless emperors throughout history have been constantly searching for it.
Dongfang Qing slowly closed his eyes and thought of his past life.
Being born in that era was a real blessing.
And he finally understood the endless and deep hatred left by his predecessor.
I now understand why my predecessor was so cruel... and castrated himself!
"call……"
After taking a long, deep breath, Dongfang Qing opened his eyes, his pupils becoming unusually clear, and said, "To all those who have endured this hardship, I, the leader of the Sun Moon Divine Sect, Dongfang Bubai, will certainly seek justice for what happened back then, and I ask you all to be witnesses."
"Today, I will start from Shaolin. From now on, I will visit every sect in the world and make those who killed me pay for it!"
“Whoosh!”
As soon as Dongfang Qing finished speaking, his figure flashed and he came to the center of the square. He looked at Kong Xing, Kong Jian, and Fang Kong, and said in a majestic voice with a hint of inexplicable anger, "Who of you will come first, or... come together?"
mad!
Even with unspeakable confidence and domineering!
As if telling everyone, I am here to kill you!
Come here and die!
This is his arrogance as the leader of a cult!
angry!
I don't know where this came from, and it's even impossible for it to happen to someone like him who is rational, has his own goals and interests, and considers himself a villain.
But now it has indeed appeared!
Perhaps it’s the worldview from the previous life, or perhaps it’s because of sympathy for the weak and miserable.
"Hahaha! I, Li Laoer, may not be very capable, but I kowtow to you!"
"I kowtowed too!"
"I kowtowed too!"
“…”
A series of voices suddenly rang out, and people in the crowd kept kneeling down, tears streaming down their faces.
The people from the martial arts world who were originally watching the fun had to , for fear of blocking those who were kowtowing.
The other martial artists remained silent.
Their elders were also involved, and later Dongfang Bubai would go to collect the debts one by one.
But at this moment, deep down in their hearts, no one dared to open their mouth to stop or scold them.
This may be a kind of justice. They can retaliate privately but dare not do it openly.
"All of you, get up! I'm not here to avenge you. I'm not that great. I'm just doing this for myself!"
Dongfang Qing did not comment and responded lightly.
Indeed, even though he had the memories and felt as if he had experienced it himself, he could not understand the feeling of struggling on the brink of death and watching countless people kneel down and pray, but still being killed.
I can't even understand the panic of watching death approaching but being unable to do anything.
If you have never truly experienced it, you will probably never understand it.
He was doing it more for his own life, for completing the mission, and for his future path to becoming an immortal!
Maybe there is a little selfishness in helping them, but it is just by the way.
Yes, just by the way, he even wanted to take this opportunity to make the Sun Moon Sect famous.
To dominate the martial arts world, it is not only his own martial arts that counts, but also the entire Sun and Moon Sect.
"Master Kong Jian, it is not shameful to fear death and fight for life. Even ants try to survive, let alone people like us who practice martial arts!"
Having said that, Dongfang Qing suddenly drew out his sword and pointed it at the masters from a distance.
"Let's fight!"
