Volume 1 Chapter 477 A Visitor From the Holy City

Chapter 477: People from the Holy Capital

The two agreed with this statement. The source of the chaos caused by the ghosts of the Holy Kingdom was the demonic monks. The greedy people among them harmed the human world, but the people who saved people and governed the world were the people from the outside world, a group of bald monks.

Zhang Tianfang said disdainfully: "What about Buddhists? Don't they still use people?"

Zhang Pa laughed: "I find that you are dissatisfied and unhappy, and you have opinions about everyone and everything." Fang Jian nodded in agreement: "That's right." "Your big head." Zhang Tianfang said angrily: "Am I wrong?"

The three people were talking nonsense by the river, but the Hefang Temple was shrouded in sadness. Too many people looked sad and worried. They didn't know when they could return home and whether they would survive. For them, survival is a problem, eating, drinking, defecating, urinating, sleeping is a problem, everything is a problem.

This kind of day lasted for three days. On the fourth day, a large number of demonic cultivators flew in, led by three top-level Yuanying masters, leading more than a thousand saints with intermediate Jindan cultivation and above to line up outside the Hefang Temple. They were sent by the Holy Capital to pick them up.

The Holy City received news from two demonic sects, saying that nearly 100,000 people and two sects were attacked by ghosts, and they survived by luck with the protection of Buddhists. Such a thing is undoubtedly a slap in the face of the Holy City. The demons and Buddhists have been fighting for more than 10,000 years. If they were not defeated by these bald guys, they would have destroyed them several times. Unexpectedly, when the disaster came, they asked these bald guys to help save people? What a joke! So all the forces near Hefang Temple were urgently dispatched to pick up the injured demons and the people in the city.

A Jindan demon cultivator walked out of the team and said to the fat monk: "The ghosts are causing chaos and the people are in trouble. The master has been merciful and saved tens of thousands of people. Now the Lord of the Holy City has ordered us to come and pick them up and give the master a quiet place." There was no words of thanks or respect in his words, as if two strangers were chatting casually without asking whether the other party agreed.

Buddhist cultivation is good. The two gangs have been fighting for tens of thousands of years, but Miao Fa can forget the previous hatred and sacrifice himself to save others. What's more, the Jindan demon cultivator said a few words and said lightly: "Please do as you please." But he still put on some airs. For a while, he had been sitting in front of the temple gate with his eyes closed, not moving.

After the fat monk spoke, more than a hundred demon cultivators in the temple came out first, rushing to pay homage to the elders. The people were panic-stricken and didn't understand what was going on. A demon cultivator shouted: "The Holy Ancestor's doctrine is that all my disciples must put the people first. Now you are in this great disaster. The Holy Ancestor ordered us to save you from the water and fire, and temporarily rest in the Holy City. After the thieves are eliminated, we will send you back to your homes." The voice was very loud and spread throughout the temple. After hearing it, the people discussed and decided to stay or leave.

The Holy Kingdom is vast and boundless, but everyone knows the Holy Religion, which is their national religion. Compared to the kindness of the monks, they were more willing to believe in the power of the Holy Church. Besides, there were more than a thousand people outside the temple, and there was only one big monk in Hefang Temple to protect them. Everyone quickly made a decision to follow the disciples of the Holy Church to the Holy City.

The three top masters acted separately, one in front to explore the way, one in the middle to coordinate, and one in the rear. More than a thousand demon cultivators took a flying car to lead the people on the road, which was a proper arrangement.

While waiting for the people to board the flying car, the three top masters became curious about Zhang Pa and others, and came over and asked, "Who are you?" Zhang Tianfang hated others pretending to be big in front of him the most, rolled his eyes and said, "We are us."

The demon cultivator who asked the question smiled slightly, and his eyes swept to the ghost knife in Zhang Tianfang's hand. He was slightly surprised and said, "Ghost knife? Not bad, it's only been more than a hundred years. You can cultivate from foundation building to the upcoming infant formation. No wonder Aotian can't do anything to you." Then he said casually, "Are you going with us? Or are you going to be captured and taken back to the Holy City?" He looked down on the two Yuanying mid-level cultivators and a group of Jindan disciples.

Zhang was afraid of the surging river behind him, and he was not afraid of him because he had strong capital. He replied, "We are not going anywhere."

The questioning demon cultivator snorted and laughed softly, "You are not in charge." There was a lot of contempt in his words, and when Zhang Tianfang was about to get angry, the fat monk said, "They are not going anywhere. They want to stay in Hefang Temple." The fat monk had reached the state of being immovable like a mountain. He sat cross-legged at the entrance of the temple, and sat out a huge pile of meat.

"Oh?" The questioning demon cultivator turned his head and looked over. The fat monk was still the same as before. He sat cross-legged with his eyes closed and ignored him. The questioning demon cultivator's eyes showed anger. He turned his head to look at the two companions beside him and asked for their opinions with his eyes. The two companions shook their heads slightly. The questioning demon cultivator pondered for a moment, held back his anger and turned away. Since he decided to hold back his anger, there was no need to say more nonsense.

Half an hour later, the people boarded more than a thousand flying vehicles, and someone shouted, "Get up." With an order, more than a thousand flying vehicles took off at the same time, looking majestic and spectacular. The three top masters took care of the whole team according to the pre-arrangement and led everyone to fly east to the Holy City.

Watching them leave, Fang Jian sighed: "You used countless elixirs to pile up 700 Dan-forming masters in Tianlei Mountain. Look at them, they can easily get more than a thousand people. The magic cultivation fruit is amazing."

Zhang Pa didn't answer him, walked to Miaofa and said: "The people left and no longer need protection. It's time for us to leave." Miaofa opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Pa. After a long time, he said: "Okay." He got up and went back to the temple. Zhang Pa always felt something was wrong, and shouted to the monk: "You just said that we should stay here, what are you staying for?"

Miaofa didn't say anything, walked into the temple step by step, and then found a broom to clean up.

At this time, the ghost knife in Zhang Tianfang's hand rang lightly. Zhang Tianfang was surprised and said, "Is there murderous aura?" Looking around, there was no ghost except them. He said in surprise, "It can't be wrong." Zhang Pa raised his chin and nodded at Miaofa twice, meaning that the source of the murderous aura was there. Zhang Tianfang couldn't believe it and said, "How is it possible?"

Miaofa swept the yard for a while, came out and said, "I want to kill people." Four words scared the three people. The monk wanted to kill people? Miaofa said, "I recited the Heart Sutra, kept the precepts several times, and swept the yard, but I couldn't get rid of this idea. I want to kill people."

Zhang Tianfang looked up and down at Miaofa: "You monk, are you crazy?"

Miaofa threw away the broom, waved his robe sleeves and said, "I'm going." With a wave of his sleeves, the man disappeared.

"This guy went to kill people?" Zhang Tianfang couldn't believe it. Zhang Pa said, "I don't know what obsession he ran into, but he has such a strong murderous intent." Fang Jian sighed, "According to what he said, he was trying to suppress his murderous intent, but he failed. Sigh."

"Why care about others? They all left, where should we go?" Zhang Tianfang said.

"Stay in this empty temple and help guard the temple." To be honest, Zhang Pa didn't know where to go. Sail out to sea? But he couldn't bear to abandon hundreds of millions of people, so he found an excuse to stay.