Chapter 63 62. Man steals everything to live forever

Upon learning of Chu Tiankuo's death, Fang Youwei felt a huge shadow in his heart.

According to Zhang Yueshan, that disciple of Yuanfu Temple had only joined the temple for less than half a year, so no matter how powerful he was, he would not be able to exceed the Qi Refining Stage.

But the other party's style of action is too decisive and too confident.

Originally, he asked the constables to close the door and block the way. Without being sure whether he was in the government office, the other party would not rashly break in.

After all, attacking the government office is a serious crime.

No matter whether you are a disciple of Yuanfu Temple or not, if you do something like this, the imperial court will definitely hold you accountable.

However, judging from the time of Chu Tiankuo's death, the first obstacle he set up basically did not stop the opponent for any time.

Acting in this way means having something to rely on.

It seems that the disciple of Yuanfu Temple contacted Yuanfu Temple, and some big shot in the temple intervened in this matter. The distance from Huai'an County to Ningyang Town is just a short distance in the eyes of some powerful practitioners.

Think about this.

Fang Youwei couldn't help but speed up his pace.

According to the current trend, he estimated that he would not be able to reach Hongze Lake, but there was a giant demon's lair on the way to Hongze Lake, and perhaps he could take shelter there.

Just when Fang Youwei was immersed in thought.

Suddenly, a huge gust of wind came from behind, blowing down trees and causing sand and rocks to fly. Although this gust of wind was not specifically aimed at Fang Youwei, it also made his face change drastically.

Fang Youwei suddenly stopped and took out the official seal. A part of the national destiny deposited on the official seal surged out and combined with the great righteousness in his body, turning into a ball of Qi that enveloped his whole body.

boom--

There was a sound like falling rocks.

Fang Youwei looked intently and saw a huge cat with flames on all fours, looking extremely majestic, appearing on the road ahead of him.

On the back of the big cat, there was a little Taoist priest who was covered in a layer of golden light, wearing a blue Taoist robe and with a somewhat childish face.

Fang Youwei had a solemn expression and took a deep breath.

He knew he couldn't escape.

"County Magistrate Fang, surrender."

"You have been exposed for colluding with the Southern Border people to cause the tiger disaster and trying to turn the people of the town into an army of tiger beasts."

Xu Qing jumped off Jin Hujun's back and said expressionlessly, "Now that the two southern border men have been killed, you are the only one left."

"Is Batu Yuan dead too?" Fang Youwei's heart was filled with huge waves. He knew Batu Yuan's strength, which was comparable to that of a seventh-grade warrior at the peak. Was such a person also killed?

Was it the big cat's doing?

Fang Youwei didn't think that a young Taoist who had just reached the Jing-Refining Stage could kill Batu Yuan who had walked out of the chaotic area in southern Xinjiang.

"He has indeed been executed." Xu Qing didn't know the name Batu Yuan, but he could guess that he should be an old man from the southern Xinjiang lineage.

Fang Youwei looked at Xu Qing and Jin Hujun: "If I kneel down and beg you, can you let me live? I was forced to do this, I don't want to do this."

In order to survive, Fang Youwei could lose his dignity. If the person who came was a young kid who was not well-versed in worldly affairs, he would kneel down and beg for mercy as soon as he saw him.

Unfortunately, the big cat following the other party was obviously not ordinary.

Don't treat those big monsters who have lived for hundreds or thousands of years as fools. In some aspects they may be as naive as children, but most of the time, they have enough wisdom and rich experience.

"No." Xu Qing shook his head. "So many people died in a tiger disaster. You want to cover it up with just one sentence: you were forced to do it. Isn't that too simple?"

"I knew it." Fang Youwei sighed, "What bad luck! The plan was going well and it should be completed in a short time."

"Why did a disciple of Yuanfu Temple like you suddenly appear?" "Is it really retribution from heaven?"

"But when I do good things, I get no good rewards, and when I do evil things, I get evil results immediately."

"What's the point of this?"

"Oh my god, this is so hateful!"

There was resentment in Fang Youwei's eyes. Years of grievances and pain had been corroding his will like poison. His resentment towards the world, his own powerlessness, and his complaints towards the court all overflowed at this moment.

"County Magistrate Fang, why did it come to this?" Xu Qing straightened his expression slightly.

From Uncle Zhang, he learned that the county magistrate was barely a good official at first, but a demonic disaster and a serious injury turned everything upside down.

"Why is it so?" Fang Youwei said as if he had heard some great joke. "When you are tortured by illness every night; when you find that your foundation is damaged and your cultivation is not improving at all; when you find that your life span is coming to an end, what will you do?"

"After that injury, I understood that everything is fake and only my own life is the most precious!"

"Those people are nothing. When one group dies, a new group will be born and grow in a few years, just like the weeds on the roadside."

"In that case, why can't they help me and extend my life? Just to repay the kindness I saved them!"

Xu Qing looked at County Magistrate Fang, whose brows were filled with resentment, and frowned slightly: "County Magistrate Fang, you are possessed by a demon."

All righteous paths, whether Confucianism, martial arts, Buddhism or Taoism, although they go against the grain, are the way to follow the will of heaven and value life. The evil path is not the same.

Their philosophies are different, and the evil deeds they commit are different, but to sum it up, it can be roughly summed up in one sentence:

People steal everything to live forever!
Simply put, all things in the world, whether they are monsters and animals, human lives, or the fortunes of dynasties, are stepping stones for the demon cultivators to ascend to heaven.

As long as it can increase your cultivation and prolong your life.

Murder and arson are commonplace, and using humans to make elixirs is also common.

Even the fall of the previous dynasty was, to a certain extent, due to the fact that the evil ways needed to take advantage of the breakthrough in Qi produced when the dynasty's fortune collapsed, which secretly added fuel to the flames and eventually led to the collapse of the empire.

Fang Youwei's remarks coincided with this concept. Although he did not practice evil methods, his actions and thoughts were no different from those of the devil.

"Possessed by a demon?" Fang Youwei sneered, "If this is called possessed by a demon, then it is possessed by a demon."

"County Magistrate Fang, you must understand that all your cultivation achievements were obtained through the baptism of national destiny. The court helped you embark on the path of cultivation so that you can protect the people and govern the place." Xu Qing said slowly.

"You were seriously injured while protecting the people and fighting against monsters, but the imperial court was unable to heal your wounds. You feel wronged, unwilling, and resentful."

“It’s normal to have these emotions.”

"But you used the people you saved as sacrifices in exchange for your wounds to heal. Doesn't this erase all your previous achievements?"

"Are past achievements more important than being alive?" Fang Youwei sneered, "Don't persuade others to be magnanimous if you don't suffer from their suffering."

Xu Qing nodded: "Since we can't talk, let's see for ourselves."

The words fell.

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in Fang Youwei's eyes. He put away his national destiny and noble spirit, then put his fingers together to form a sword and cut open the palm of his left hand.

As the blood spurted out, a scale hidden under the flesh and blood was revealed. In an instant, Fang Youwei's entire aura changed instantly.

"Please help me, Mr. Lake!" Fang Youwei shouted loudly to the scale.

After that, black gas billowed out from the dragon scale and rushed straight into the sky.

Jin Hujun sensed the familiar aura and raised his eyebrows: "A ray of energy from that old dragon?"

(End of this chapter)