Chapter 562: Lu Yue's Death
The Divine General's Mansion, all the General's Mansion, is a peaceful and peaceful place, and it is controlled by the god list.
Even the immortals of the two sects who fought to the death outside were all calm after entering the god list, although they would not laugh at each other, but they would not face each other with swords.
But today, in a corner of the Divine General's Mansion, the screams and angry scolding are endless, and the two mansions who listen to it are terrified.
The so-called prison is actually a golden iron cage, and when Lu Yue entered the god list, it was derived from the god list itself, and Lu Yue was directly locked here.
At this time, this Lu Yue's primordial spirit had recovered to its original state, and his cultivation was also there, but like a mortal with no power to restrain his hands, he was lying in the corner and screaming.
A wooden whip smashed from the top of his head and slammed Lu Yue's arms, breaking Lu Yue's hand and shining golden light on the smashed iron cage.
The wooden whip was raised, and Lu Yue's arms were restored by a touch of golden light, and the wooden whip smashed down again, directly chiseling Lu Yue's kneecaps.
"Yang Jian, what a clever trick you are to torture me like this!"
Outside the iron cage, Yang Jian, who was standing quietly with his hands behind his back, had no expression on his face and did not reply.
Half an hour has passed since such a blow.
The whip twitched on its own, and Yang Jian didn't need to use his hands, he just needed to have such a thought.
In the list of gods, except for the presence of the saint in person, who can resist the power of the whip?
"Brother......
Zhao Gongming whispered beside him, "Even if he is wrong in a thousand ways, he can always pay for some sins when he dies......"
Yang Jian was silent, just his eyes made Zhao Gongming stop talking.
Behind Yang Jian, more than a dozen immortals from each sect and sect expounded confronted each other from afar, but Qiong Xiao and Bi Xiao stood in the pavilion in the distance and did not come over to get involved in the matter.
"Yang Jian, Lu Yue is my sectarian sect immortal, if you want to punish him, I will bear it together!"
"Yes, Yang Jian, why are you so forceful! We are all trapped by the god list, but it is not a doll that you can pinch at will!"
"That's true!"
On the side, the sectarian immortals were protecting Yang Jian, and they replied to the past in a few words, which made these sectarian immortals more and more angry.
From afar, Qiong Xiao shouted: "That kid, how did Lu Yue offend you!"
Yang Jian turned his head and glanced at Qiong Xiao, who glared back, quite stiff.
"I am a disciple of the Jade Void Palace," Yang Jian's calm voice interspersed with Lu Yue's miserable howls, circling here, "But before that, I was also a disciple of the personal clan. ”
"When I first started practicing, I saw demons killing people, and at that time I thought I was a monk, thinking that all souls were equal, and people also ate livestock, so why not?"
"But I saw a demon eating people at the border of Nanzhou, but I felt that the so-called monks first had a belonging, and the human race was my origin, and this was my belonging, so I fought against the demon clan. ”
Zhao Gongming frowned beside him and said, "Although this Lu Yue has wanted to attack the capital of Zhou several times, as far as I know, he has not made the trip. ”
"Isn't it enough to punish such a person for such a move?"
Yang Jian asked rhetorically, and Zhao Gongming was speechless.
Standing in the position of Yang Jian's human race cultivator, he could barely understand Lu Yue's hatred like this.
And Yang Jian suddenly clenched his fists and said, "He has succeeded after all." ”
The corners of Zhao Gongming's eyebrows twitched, "How did you get it?"
"Just today, outside the Jiepai Pass, four great cities of the human race have been selected, and hundreds of millions of mortals have been poisoned overnight! Old and young, women and children, the disabled, the sick and the wounded, not a single person is left, not a single grass is left! I have just walked most of the souls, and there are still many unjust souls wandering in that dead place!"
These words tried their best to suppress their anger, and Lu Yue suddenly laughed in a miserable howl.
"What can you do to me!
Zhao Gongming's complexion also changed, looking at Lu Yue's crazy appearance, he sighed and said to Yang Jian.
"Let the true monarch dispose of it. ”
All the immortals of the sect were silent, and they were originally impassioned, but they couldn't say anything at this time.
It's a great thing to do.
Although there are very few human races among the immortals of the Interception Sect, they are all from the cultivation of living beings, and they feel quite unacceptable to Lu Yue for killing tens of thousands of living beings at every turn.
They are disciples of the Daomen, and even if the teachings of the three sects are different, the foundation of the Daomen can be established, which is to 'protect the human race'.
Lu Yue was able to enter the list of gods, and because the list of gods resisted the karma caused by his killing of so many mortals, so that they could avoid the curse of heaven, this is really unfair in the way of heaven.
The way of heaven is ruthless, so there is no selfish thought, so that the Three Realms can run smoothly.
Lu Yue acted like this, but he survived by relying on the god list, and even avoided the curse of heaven, how could Yang Jian be willing?
"Thou hast slain a man indiscriminately, and thou hast struck thee with the whip of God, and thou hast struck thee with a whip, and thou hast completed thy sentence for a hundred days. ”
Yang Jian dropped these words, turned around, and the divine whip whipped Lu Yue on its own.
He just said that Lu Yue poisoned millions of human races, and this divine whip would take Lu Yue's Yuan Shen millions of times before he could complete his sentence, and it would take tens of thousands of times a day to do it.
At this time, it was only half an hour, and Lu Yue's Yuan Shen had broken many times, but he was constantly healed by the power of the God List.
The pain in it makes people shudder just thinking about it.
Bai Jian looked at Lu Yue, and there was only indifference and disgust in his eyes, after all, he was the generalissimo of Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor back then, and he was also from the human race.
"Everyone, please go back to your house and rest in peace. ”
Bai Jian said this, and got busy by the iron cage again.
He was the steward of the Divine General's Mansion, and he set up a house next to the iron cage, and arranged the house with a soundproof magic circle so that the screams in it would not come out.
The sectarian immortals were always a little unbearable, and they each spoke to Zhao Gongming, hoping that Zhao Gongming could go to Yang Jian to intercede.
Zhao Gongming was also quite hateful to Lu Yue's cruelty, but he was always soft-hearted, and he couldn't listen to many words from his peers, and when he saw Yang Jian walking to the corridor on the edge of the Shenjiang Mansion to enjoy the illusory fairyland scene outside, he called the two righteous sisters and whispered.
Zhao Gongming said in a low voice: "Although Lu Yue is at fault, he is doing his best to intercept the sect, and we can't help him." ”
Bi Xiao also said: "The Terran race is at its peak, although there are millions of people, it will not hurt the vitality of the Terran race. The pain of these millions of beatings and whippings, even if Lu Yue can survive it, he is afraid that he will lose his mind. ”
"I think Yang Jian's guy is light. ”
Qiong Xiao hugged his arm and said, "If it were for me and I saw millions of my fellow clans being slaughtered, it would definitely not be a few million beatings, but if I had this condition, I would have killed him millions of times." ”
Zhao Gongming smiled bitterly and said, "Don't say such words, what we should be thinking about now is how to let the Interception Sect continue to exist in the Heavenly Court." The four saints made a move, and the master was also in a dilemma. ”
The two fairies bowed their heads slightly, Zhao Gongming and Bi Xiao set their eyes on Qiong Xiao, and they both knew that Qiong Xiao and Yang Jian had a little friendship in their early years.
The corners of Qiongxiao's mouth twitched, "Okay, I'll try, I don't care if I can do it or not." ”
After that, she rolled her eyes and walked to Yang Jian's place a little reluctantly.
Zhao Gongming watched from a distance, seeing that Qiong Xiao first walked over and kicked Yang Jian, and he really had the urge to rush over and pull her back.
"Hey, you're so good now, still can't we remember our friendship with you back then?"
"Back then," the corners of Yang Jian's mouth twitched, "At the beginning, in the sea of Xuanyuan Tomb, if you hadn't picked me up, I wouldn't have been able to have more smooth sailing in the future." ”
Qiong Xiao was speechless for a moment, "Those are not important! Heavenly Court, Heavenly Court, I can help you!"
Yang Jian hung a few black lines on his forehead, "That blood hole on my leg turned out to be made by you!"
Qiong Xiao took half a step back, rolled his eyes, leaned up affectionately, and squeezed a sentence between his teeth: "Give me some face, boy, don't I come out to mix with face!"
Yang Jian suddenly nodded seriously.
"Then Lu Yue, forget it for three or four days, if you really beat him for 100 days, this will inevitably be too ruthless. ”
"Everything is negotiable, and there is no room for negotiation in this matter. ”
Although Yang Jian's voice was flat, it carried an unquestionable firmness, which made Qiong Xiao speechless for a while.
"Okay, just be happy. ”
Qiong Xiao sighed and walked back to Zhao Gongming's side dejectedly.
Yang Jian looked at the outside scene again, straightened his mood, went to say hello to the immortals here, and greeted the sectarians in line with the idea of the Daomen family.
Then I went to Fanjiang's Mansion to go shopping, and only after half a day did I come out of the god list.
The starry night was in the sky, Yang Jian rushed back to the east of the Jiepai Pass, Bai Ze had been waiting, after all, there was still a merit to be earned......
Ahem, after all, there is still a city of Terran souls that have not been resolved.
Opening the eyes of the sky, the six reincarnations appeared, and Yang Jian sent away the last batch of Terran souls, but the matter did not come to an end.
I didn't mention it in advance, just talked about Lu Yue's punishment.
A hundred days later, the whip was returned, and Yang Jian, who was staying in the Cloud Pass, went to Qishan to take a look.
Lu Yue is dead, although the original spirit is alive, but the true spirit is alive and dead.
The plague god who stayed here was Lu Yue, not Lu Yue, who had Lu Yue's memory, but had no Lu Yue's mind, and was just a puppet controlled by the Heavenly Dao.
This is the power of the Divine Whip, in addition to punishing the immortals, it can also directly destroy their true spirits, making them a part of the Heavenly Dao.
Since then, the plague god has been controlled by the Heavenly Dao, which is actually a relatively good result.
Yang Jian didn't say much about this matter, and although the immortals of the sect were resentful, they didn't dare to speak.
On the contrary, all the quasi-righteous gods of the Divine General's Mansion were jealous in their hearts, and they were all a little frightened when they saw Yang Jian.
The Divine General's Mansion is not a place of freedom without constraints, since their death, life and death have been controlled by the Heavenly Dao.
Reshaping the true body and restoring cultivation is far less comfortable than the reincarnation of a wisp of remnant spirit.
......
Let's say that on the day when Yang Jian was sentenced to 100 days, he returned to Jiepai Guanzhong after he resolved his wronged soul, took Xiao Lan with him, said goodbye to Bai Ze and Lu Chunyang, and rushed to the Zhou army camp.
The merchant army of Chuanyun Pass was fully armed, but the guards really had no confidence, and they just wanted to defend Xiongguan.
Kill out and make a contribution?
The merchants will not have the slightest idea of this.