Zen Master showed a sympathetic expression on his face, saying, "I didn't experience what had happened back then. Now that I think about it, what you did was indeed inappropriate, but …"
The voice of Bai Zhenren suddenly burst out in the sky, "What's inappropriate? Zen Master, please be careful with your words. "
Her voice sounded a bit dull, but it was very tough, making it look even colder.
The snow suddenly fell down from the sky above Zhaoge City.
A voice that was even colder than that of Bai Zhenren broke out.
"There are many things that are inappropriate. First of all, did the Center Sect think about how they would treat our Green Mountain when they attacked back then?"
The Three-Foot Chilly Sword arrived after breaking through the wind and snow. The solemn-looking old man standing on the sword was none other than the Sword Justice of Aoyama, Yuan Qijing.
Yuan Qijing glanced at a spot in the sky expressionlessly, and then looked at the King Of The Underworld, saying nothing.
The King Of The Underworld said to him with a faint smile, "You should have heard me say that it's better to die than to live like this."
After a moment of silence, Yuan Qijing said, "But you have lived for six hundred years."
The King Of The Underworld said, "It's different to die quietly."
Today, Zhaoge City was shaken, and all the swordsmen of the human race came, but they couldn't stop him from dying together with the Great Grandmaster of Zhongzhou School.
This way of dying was meaningful and meaningful.
Bai Zhenren couldn't stand it any longer. His voice boomed like thunder in the sky above Zhaoge City.
"Do you think you can solve all your problems by dying? If the divine dragon of our sect is injured, I will go to the Underworld and kill ten thousand of your people to bury with him! "
"The human race is really complicated. Some people are interesting, and some are boring; some are trustworthy, and some are untrustworthy."
The King Of The Underworld continued in a mocking tone while looking at the sky, "Your family name is Bai, so you must be the daughter of that person. If so, you are a boring and untrustworthy person. You are not qualified to talk to me."
"Are you really not afraid?" asked Bai Zhenren sharply.
As expected, the King Of The Underworld ignored her. She looked at Zen Master and said, "Are you sure it was reasonable for her to go to the Underworld and kill ten thousand people?"
Zen Master smiled and said, "Of course not."
The meaning of this sentence was very clear.
If the Old Dragon was really dead and Bai Zhenren went to the Underworld to kill to vent his anger, he and the Guocheng Temple would step in to stop him.
The King Of The Underworld stared blankly for a moment. She hadn't expected him to really reply like that. Then, she laughed out loud.
"You're an interesting kid. I think you have faith too. Not bad."
Zen Master was about to continue persuading them when the King Of The Underworld raised her hand to stop him. She asked, "Will you let me go?"
It was quiet over Zhaoge City.
Regardless of whether the actions of the Human Race experts back then were shameless or not, what had been done was done. No one would let him go.
Whether it was Yimaozhai or Zen Master, not to mention Zhongzhou School.
"There's no need to talk about it then."
The King Of The Underworld said sentimentally, and then turned to look at the Old Dragon.
At the moment, he looked like a speck of dust in front of the Old Dragon, but for some reason, he looked taller than the Old Dragon.
"Your Cultivation state is so high, your dragon breath is so powerful, and your dragon teeth can pierce through the hardest objects in the world; but why have you fallen to such a state?"
Asked the King Of The Underworld earnestly while looking at the Old Dragon.
It grew even quieter over Zhaoge City. The people knew that what they were about to hear would be the last words left to the world by the King Of The Underworld.
"It's because you are too greedy. You always want to eat more things into your stomach. These greedy desires are all poisonous. Whatever you eat into your stomach will eventually become a burden to you."
The King Of The Underworld continued with his hands clasped behind his back, "It's true that the world in the jar is as wide as the heaven and earth. Staying in the jar is indeed a carefree life; but sitting in the jar and looking at the sky all the time will narrow your vision. In the end, you won't have the courage and desire to leave the jar anymore. All you want to do is to live like this. If you let your greed overcome your desire to explore heaven and earth, what's the difference between living like this and dying? That's why you will die today. "
Having said that, he turned around and glanced at Liu Ci, the Emperor, the Immortal Tan and Zen Master one by one, and then at Yuan Qijing.
Then, he lifted his head and looked at a spot in the sky, where Bai Zhenren should be.
"You humans are as greedy as this dragon. Will you all die because of this in the future?"
That was all.
A jade-like bone flew out slowly from the mouth of the Old Dragon and landed in the hands of the King Of The Underworld.
It was the remains of a large demon that had been in the Green Pond for many years.
The King Of The Underworld raised the jade-like bone to his lips and played a piece of music.
The music didn't have any ups and downs, but it was leisurely and elegant, neither sad nor joyful, devoid of emotion.
The sound of his flute was like a gust of gentle wind, devoid of any meaning.
The ripples on the surface of the lake were caused by the water.
The waves formed by the pine trees were caused by the trees.
The melodious sound of the flute echoed in the sky above Zhaoge City, as if it could soothe people's hearts and the waves in the river.
"What music is this?"
Bu Qiuxiao asked softly, feeling something in his heart.
"The Underworld Lullaby."
Zen Master said, "After the inhabitants of the Underworld died and were buried in the Underworld River, their relatives and friends would play this music by the river, praying for the waves to be peaceful so that the deceased wouldn't be disturbed in their sleep."
The music was over.
The spiritual soul of the King Of The Underworld drifted in the wind.
The Old Dragon had no more energy, falling slowly to the ground.
Soon after, the rain fell down.
An angry and painful roar broke out on the distant Cloud-Dream Mountain.
It was the roar of the Unicorn.
…
…
Ten days after the spring rain, Zhaoge City had gradually returned to normal.
The Hanshi Valley of the Zhongzhou School and the Shiyue Peak of the Aoyama Sect took the lead, and the Cultivation practitioners of various major sects worked together. It didn't take long for the damaged streets and buildings to be repaired. The populace was finally allowed to return to the city. Seeing the new houses, many populace were shocked speechless. The Imperial court would compensate for the damage to the houses.
As for what kind of shock the populace would have that day, the Imperial court didn't take it into consideration.
In the evening, an important meeting was held at the newly repaired Taichang Temple.
How to divide the losses caused by the upheaval of the Fiend Prison was one of the topics discussed, but it was a trivial matter.
The most important thing was to find out the reason for the upheaval of the Fiend Prison.
The figures in the Heavenly Arrival State like Liu Ci had returned to their respective sects a long time ago, but the matter had to be investigated.
Besides the Shui Yue Nunnery, all the other sects attended the meeting. There were thirty-seven sects in total, and they were the main participants of the Plum Meetings in the past years. The Windy-Broadsword Church and even the Western Sea Sword School all sent representatives to attend the meeting.
The host of the meeting was neither the Chief Monk of Taichang Temple, Duke Lu, nor the Duke Of He, but the Principal Justice of the Guocheng Temple, the Monk Duhai.
As the representative of the Zen Master and the Chief Monk of the Guocheng Temple, this highly achieved monk was recognized by all the participants.
After Monk Duhai announced the start of the meeting, nobody in Taichang Temple spoke a word. It was silent and depressing.
Thinking that the remains of the Old Dragon were still in the underground under their seats, the representatives of some sects felt even more uneasy.
In the end, it was the person involved who broke the silence.
The "person involved" referred not only to the fact that he was present at the meeting, but also because he had the closest relationship with the Fiend Prison.
By now everybody knew that the Fiend Prison was the divine guardian animal of the Zhongzhou School, the Old Dragon.
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