The King of Glazed Buddha was once the Pure Land of Glazed Grape, solemn, peaceful, peaceful, and clean. Everyone was carefree, everyone lived and worked in peace, everyone had a clean body and a clean heart.

Today's Pure Land of Glaze.

The palaces and pavilions are still the same as before, but the towering pagodas no longer have the luster of the past. The relics that were once embedded in the pagodas and emitted a faint light to shine on the whole city regardless of day and night were all damaged and destroyed by the demons.

The little demon is greedy.

The pagoda's golden tiles, silver wind chimes, bronze Buddha statues, and jade bricks paved on the floor were all robbed by the little demons.

The originally clean and pleasant blue brick road in the city is now abandoning the human bones everywhere, and dense dental marks remain on the skulls and bones.

There are broken human skin hanging on the big trees by the roadside.

Under the eaves everywhere, fuzzy pieces of flesh and blood were hung with human tendons, and a thick mixture of salt and spices was applied, which was obviously the food reserved for winter.

In Liuli Pure Land City, there were originally springs and streams everywhere, and clear rivers ran through the city. Every year, flowers bloomed in all seasons. Petals, flowers, leaves, bamboo leaves, etc. fell on the water, and various fish in the water were playing and competing.

Nowadays, the water system is still everywhere in the city, but the clear water flow inside has turned black and red, emitting a dirty and rotten smell.

Various wild boars, rabbits, wild rats, and monkeys ran around the city, various grass snakes, scorpions, toads, and centipedes appeared in palaces and pavilions, and various huge mosquitoes, flies, hornets, gadflies, etc. built nests and flies everywhere in the city.

Wu Tie sat on the top of the pagoda in the highest place in the Liuli Pure Land, leaning against the dull gourd head treasure roof, looking at the unrecognizable city with a gloomy face.

The Demon Supreme and a group of other demons and monsters with the strongest cultivation stood beside Wu Tie, their eyes were rumbling, with a hint of fanaticism and excitement, overlooking the city below.

Jia Ye knelt aside and continued to recite the scriptures silently. Tears were like spring water, falling drop by drop.

A strong aura of resentment mixed with the surging evil aura rushed straight into the sky, turning into dark clouds covering the entire city.

A faint light was emitted from Jia Ye's body, and the resentment and evil spirits within a hundred feet of the body of Wu Tie and others would gradually melt and transform by this layer of light. You can hear a slight sigh of relief in the void at any time, and a trace of spiritual light flashed, and then you don't know where you escaped.

"Is your Uncle Wang's head broken?" Wu Tie asked Jia Ye in confusion: "You said that your Uncle Wang broke the Buddha Light Array of the Pure Land of Glazing Pure Land, which led to the breaking of the Pure Land of Glazing Pure Land?"

Jia Ye stopped chanting the scriptures and nodded slowly: "Yes. If Uncle Wang had not taken away the ancient Buddha's relics from this pagoda, with the power of the Buddha's relics, he could at least protect the Pure Land of Glazed Land for three or five years."

Jia Ye, whose eyes were red, whispered: "For the delay of three or five years, Jia Ye should have gone to Wu Kingdom and asked His Majesty to take help. My country of Liuli Buddha will not suffer such a serious disaster."

Wu Tie remained silent.

Jia Ye whispered: "Uncle Wang, I'm afraid of death. In order to save my life, he sold the entire Liuli Buddha Kingdom."

With a bitter smile, Jia Ye shook his head and said, "The little monk is also afraid of death. Otherwise, the little monk would not have studied the way of divination and would not have pursued the glimmer of life in the dark."

"Uncle Wang is afraid of death, and the little monk is afraid of death, but if Uncle Wang can be like a little monk... why is this? Why is this?" Jia Ye pointed to a messy city below with his right hand trembling, and murmured: "This city, this city... the hard work of countless ancestors, so many good people in the city..."

With a 'wow' sound, Jia Ye vomited blood.

Then it seemed as if a floodgate was opened in his throat, and blood continued to spew out.

"This kid is too sad, Yuhuo has damaged his heart meridians. Tsk tsk... Why bother? Why bother?" The Demon Supreme said sarcastically: "Didn't you live a good life..."

Wu Tie turned around and glanced at the Demon Supreme.

The Demon Supreme suddenly closed his mouth, turned his head to look at a group of wolf-headed demons chasing and playing on a street several miles away.

Wu Tie took out a healing pill and threw it to Jia Ye.

Jia Ye spat a mouthful of blood, took the pill and stuffed it into his mouth, and swallowed it randomly. He took a few breaths and knelt down to Wu Tieheshi: "Your Majesty, the little monk has lost his composure... but, just... all the people in the Pure Land of Liuli are good people. What sins do they have to suffer this disaster?"

Wu Tie is silent.

After a long time, Wu Tie murmured: "Yes, I heard you talk about the Liuli Buddha Kingdom along the way. Most of your country, from all over the country, are good people. Why is this?"

"This is an unfair thing, this is an unreasonable thing. Good people should not suffer such disasters. Good people should not be eaten by these demon races as food, and should not be treated so abused by others."

"But since such a thing has happened... then something must be wrong." Wu Tie murmured: "We may be able to correct such a wrong thing, right? Can we?"

Wu Tie looked up at the sky and was stunned for a moment.

Then he swung his sleeves, threw the fog out of the sleeves, and said to Jia Ye: "This is the fog, the commander of the wisdom gods among the evil demons outside the sky... I think there is something wrong. They committed it. As long as you don't beat him to death, you can hit him at will."

"Remember, don't beat him to death, because he still has value." Wu Tie said to Jia Ye very seriously.

The mist's body suddenly froze. He looked at Wu Tie with an incredible look on his face, and then screamed: "Great Your Majesty, Great Your Majesty, I am loyal to you. For you, I betrayed my own tribe members... You can't..."

Jia Ye's body suddenly froze, and he murmured: "Evil demons outside the sky? Wisdom gods? Ha, I know you... I know, I know... There are so many traitors in the Liuli Buddha Kingdom. It is because of your bewitching that they surrendered to the group of monsters."

Jia Ye gritted his teeth, and a trace of golden flame spewed out from every pore on his body. He sneered, his face twitched, and slowly pulled out a vajra as thick as an arm from his sleeve.

Mizuki looked at Jiaye with a difficult face: "I think... we are our own people, we can have a good talk."

Jia Ye 'boomed', and a vajra hit the foggy head.

Then there is the neck, shoulders, ribs, back, arms, legs, lower body, calves... The vajra flashed with lightning, and made a dull roar and kept falling on the fog.

Mitsu did not dare to resist, so he gritted his teeth and let Jia Ye beat him.

From time to time, he squeezed out a few intermittent explanations from the gaps in his teeth: "This country of Glazed Buddha... I, I didn't interfere... Even if there are my tribe members... it's not me... it has nothing to do with me."

The vajra is extremely heavy, with an extremely domineering Buddhist ban on it. Every strike has the illusion of the dragon, and the power of each strike is the power of ten thousand dragons. The wise gods born in the fog have a very good brain, but their bodies are extremely fragile.

The vajra was blown down, and the fog was broken and the muscles were broken, and all the internal organs were seriously injured.

He vomited blood and looked at Wu Tie with a look of indifference - 'I am loyal to you... How could you break the bridge when you have a new person? If you have a new person, you will forget the old person'?

This is such a fierce and tragic beating.

After the mist was almost invisible, Wu Tie stuffed a few life-saving pills into his mouth, took him back into his sleeve, and threw the illusion fog out.

Jia Ye gritted her teeth and pounced on her and beat her again.

In this way, the mist, the illusion fog, and dozens of other members of the Wisdom God clan were thrown out of their sleeves by Wu Tie, and Jia Ye beaten them one by one.

In the end, Jia Ye threw down the vajra himself and knelt on the top of the tower.

"Your Majesty, thank you... But what if I beat them to death?" Jia Ye murmured: "Your Majesty is right. Some things are obviously wrong. We should correct this mistake."

Wu Tie put away the last unlucky guy who was beaten and said in a deep voice: "But if you can beat them up, I think you can feel more comfortable. We should do serious things."

Jia Ye's expression suddenly tightened, then nodded solemnly and stood up.

The Demon Supreme and others nodded with excitement, and looked towards the original imperial city of Liuli Pure Land.

Wu Tie's right hand move, and a large area of ​​water vapor condensed in the void. The water vapor quickly freezes, turning into a thin ice mirror with a diameter of several meters suspended in front of him. Wu Tie locked the ice mirror in the direction of the imperial city, then recited a spell, and breathed nine breaths in a row.

A glimmer of light flashed in the ice mirror, and a large area of ​​light and shadow began to flash.

Wu Tie quickly examined the changing light and shadow in the ice mirror, and finally the changing shadow stabilized.

This is a hall with a simple shape, paved with jade tiles, golden nanmu and sandalwood as the main materials, and covered with green glazed tiles.

The main hall is about a thousand feet wide and more than six hundred feet deep, and is quite large in scale.

The actual space in the hall is about a thousand times that of the outside of the hall, which shows that there are extremely exquisite space restrictions in this hall.

Now, more than a dozen long tables are lined up in the hall, covered with various colors of wine and meat, countless bone residues are discarded on the ground, etc. The originally solemn and clean hall has been smeared into pieces.

A tall middle-aged man with a handsome man, wearing a big, bald head, a long fur and colorful ribbon, with a few strings of golden bells hanging around his waist, and sang and danced in the middle of the hall with a smile on his face.

The middle-aged man looked quite awkward in every move. Obviously, he was not proficient in singing and dancing.

But he worked very hard, twisting his waist like dozens of beautiful girls around him, and the golden bells hanging around his waist were constantly making pleasant sounds.

In the corner of the hall, more than a dozen untidy girls were expressionless, holding various musical instruments, playing music that changed timbre and tone.

Jia Ye looked at the scene in the ice mirror and couldn't help but open his mouth wide. Then his tears flowed down and he smiled silently: "Why is he doing this? Why is he doing this? He is already a position above ten thousand people in the Liuli Buddha Kingdom. He...he...he...he...he sold the entire Liuli Buddha Kingdom just to serve this group of demons... as..."

Wu Tie also widened his eyes in horror.

This handsome middle-aged man who was singing and dancing and sweating all over his head was the one who betrayed the Kingdom of Glazed Buddha... Wang Uncle Jiaye?

Wu Tie murmured: "I thought he should be treated well?"

"It's just a slave." The Demon Supreme spitted on the ground with disdain.

The middle-aged man who was singing and dancing had his head shaved as bright as a mirror. In the middle of his head, a deep blood-colored word "slave" was imprinted!

This is an insult.

A great insult.

But this person was still dancing hard, reciting songs, and having a bright smile on his face.

His smile was so sincere that he could not see any reluctance or embarrassment.

Jia Ye closed her eyes and recited the scriptures quietly.

He could no longer look at this scene. If possible, he wanted to roar and ask his uncle Wang - what are you doing these things? Is it just to survive?

With the cultivation of the middle-aged man, if he was just to survive, he could escape overseas. He could choose an island to survive and survive in countless large and small islands outside the sea. Who could find him? Who would have been willing to spend hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of years to search for a person who escaped?

What did you want to betray the entire Liuli Buddha Kingdom?

A yellow wind rolled from the south, and a nine-headed yellow lion, which was extremely large, broke into the Pure Land of Glaze in panic and flew quickly towards the direction of the imperial city. The closer it was to the imperial city, the body of the nine-headed yellow lion gradually shrank. When he broke into the door of the hall, his body had shrunk to more than ten feet in length, and then rolled on the spot and turned into a human form.

The ancestor Pingtian finally escaped all the way back to the Pure Land of Liuli.

However, Wu Tie escaped much faster than the ancestor Pingtian. Wu Tie and his men arrived here in advance before the ancestor Pingtian.

With a loud "dong", the ancestor Pingtian kicked open the gate of the hall and rushed into the hall in a hurry.

"The disaster is happening, the disaster is happening... Where is the Black Dragon Lord? Where is the Heaven Swallower? Where are the other brothers?" Old Ancestor Pingtian shivered all over and roared at the demons sitting behind more than a dozen Chang's desks.

More than a dozen demons who were eating and drinking, "appreciating" singing and dancing were standing up in a hurry.

These demon masters who stayed in the Pure Land of Liuli are at the bottom of the Mitian Demon Alliance, and their cultivation is far inferior to those of the Pingtian Ancestor.

The demon clan is a group that emphasizes strength. Those with strong strength win, and those with the largest fists are the old man. The fists of the ancestor Pingtian are many times larger than theirs, so the ancestor Pingtian is the old man among the old man.

"Brother Pingtian, what's wrong? What about the others? Didn't you take your brothers and follow Brother Baotian?" A demon lord with a human body, tiger head, and a height of twenty feet above the height of the thigh in his hand and asked the ancestor Pingtian in surprise.

"The ship capsized in the gutter... hurry up and send all the brothers to come here to meet with all the elites." The ancestor Pingtian said coldly with a gloomy face: "This time, maybe we may be fine with our Mitian Demon Alliance, hehe..."

Wu Tie shook his sleeves, and the descendants of the gods who had been violently subdued before, totaling more than 200,000 gods rolled out of his sleeves.

"Aconutou, you take your brothers as the supervisor team... Let them attack Liuli Pure Land." Wu Tie said coldly: "Mist, Huanwu brings people from the Wisdom Gods to make suggestions, and other major gods act as the main force to attack."
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