Although there were twists and turns in life, Lu Qingshan finally embarked on the way to Giant Bear City again.

"A few dozen miles further ahead, it should be a small human tribe called "Go"." Lu Qingshan murmured in accordance with the map: "When it comes to the Go Clan, Giant Bear City is also close."

He continued to move forward, but as he was about to approach the small village of the Pao tribe, Lu Qingshan's face changed.

He smelled a pungent smell of blood.

Lu Qingshan quickly accelerated and passed a stream of light in the sky, heading straight for the small tribe.

Looking down, it was a small oasis, which could only be used for hundreds of families and thousands of people to survive.

But at this time, the oasis that was probably extremely lively in the past was dead silent.

The houses built from loess collapsed, and the ground was covered with shocking dry blood everywhere. What you see in front of you is even more terrible.

One corpse after another fell into a pool of solidified blood, including gray-haired old men, weak women, and even babies in cradles could not escape this disaster.

And among the corpses all over the ground, Lu Qingshan saw an "acquaintance".

He had noticed the little shaman with a long aura in Dongque City before.

The little shaman frowned, folded his hands together, and was standing in front of the ruins, muttering words to the corpse of the villagers.

".........I heard this... At that time, the Tathagata smiled and released hundreds of thousands of great clouds of light, the so-called Great Perfect Light Cloud, Great Compassion Light Cloud, Great Wisdom Light Cloud, Great Prajna Light Cloud..."

It is a Buddhist scripture of salvation.

The little novice monk is rescuing the souls of the people of the embarrassing clan.

He also noticed Lu Qingshan's arrival, but did not interrupt his scriptures.

However, the little yellow bird hidden among the little monk's sleeves came out at this time, stared at Lu Qingshan with a curious look.

Lu Qingshan's expression was a little gloomy at this time. As a human race, anyone with empathy would not feel very comfortable when they see this tragic situation.

He silently released his spiritual sense, wandered around the village for a while, and suddenly his expression moved.

Because he found a faint breath among the corpses all over the ground.

He was an extremely young boy, who was only eleven or twelve years old? There was a huge wound on his stomach? His internal organs were clearly visible, but he was very tenacious. He was not dead.

Lu Qingshan approached and squatted down to check the boy's injuries. He found that the boy's face was pale. He had no consciousness for a long time, and he was really left with only one breath.

At this time, the little shaman also noticed Lu Qingshan's actions and followed him? Looking at the little boy's injuries, he sighed: "It is impossible for such a serious injury to survive."

"That's not necessarily." Lu Qingshan thought for a while and said softly.

Then, a long sword that was dark blue, like ice crystal, appeared in his hands.

He waved the sword in his hand at the boy.

"Huh... donor, you!" The little shaman exclaimed subconsciously? There was a golden magic seal in his hand, trying to stop Lu Qingshan's movements.

But just the moment the Dharma Seal was taking action? The little novice suddenly felt something, and a hint of shock and doubt flashed across her face? The movements on her hand stopped.

A snow-white sword light flashed, covering the boy's body.

After the sword light passed? Lu Qingshan collected the sword.

And the boy who had lost consciousness? The dying boy? He slowly opened his eyes at this time.

The huge gap in his abdomen was healing as before, as if it had never existed.

Forgetful River: Blue Fall.

When the little novice monk saw the boy wake up, he looked at the sword of Forgetful River in Lu Qingshan's hand in shock.

Sword cultivators are best at killing, which is something that everyone in the world knows.

But this was the first time he heard that the sword cultivator's sword could save people.

However, the little monk was simple and didn't think much. A hint of joy flashed across his face. He quickly stepped forward and helped the boy who had just woken up.

Lu Qingshan glanced at the panel.

The boy is just a mortal, and he suffers only external injuries. Although the injury looks terrifying, the difficulty of real healing is not as high as expected.

Therefore, this sword only used 10% of the energy stored by Wangchuan.

However, it consumed his 30,000 experience points.

This usage fee is really expensive.

The moment the boy opened his eyes, he was first confused, and then he seemed to remember what had happened before, and a look of fear suddenly appeared on his face.

He glanced at Lu Qingshan and the little shaman, and then saw the body of his parents lying next to him. He couldn't help but feel sad, pounced on his parents' bodies, and cried, "Dad, Mom..."

"What happened?" Lu Qingshan asked.

"It's the sand bandit," the boy sobbed, "It's the 'evil monk in the sand sea'. He brought his hands to our village and asked us for the spirit stones.

We are just a small tribe, not rich at all. A few years ago, relying on the savings of monks and adults, we could barely get spiritual stones.

Later, the savings of all the monks in the clan were emptied, and this time they could not pay enough spirit stones.

We pleaded with the sand bandits and extended it a little longer. Unexpectedly, they did not give any kindness at all, and they were slaughtering the village in anger."

The boy said, crying, his face covered with frozen blood, making people angry.

Evil monk in the sea of ​​sand.

Lu Qingshan murmured.

This is one of the eight major leaders of the sand bandits, and it has the same status as the Son and Poison.

He was originally an ascetic monk, but for some reason, he changed his blood slaughtering evil skills. In the end, he was wanted by Daxia. He had no choice but to escape into the Mogao Desert and become a member of the sand bandit. He was a monk in the late stage of the Nascent Soul.

"Didn't you try to ask for help from the Giant Bear Tribe for so many years?" Lu Qingshan asked again.

The location of the Gou Tribe is already very close to the Giant Bear Tribe.

He did not expect that the sand bandit would be so bold that he would do evil in a small village so close to Giant Bear City.

This behavior is too arrogant.

"I tried it. At the beginning, the clan leader asked for help from the Giant Bear Tribe, but the Giant Bear Tribe ignored us at all." The boy felt sad, and tears mixed with blood flowed down his face.

Lu Qingshan frowned, his face slightly darkened, and a nameless fire rose up.

There is both murderous intentions towards the sand bandits and anger at the Giant Bear Tribe with short-sightedness.

Indulgence on evil people is actually not much different from doing evil in person.

Moreover, under such indulgence, the evil people will not stop when they see it, but will only expand infinitely.

Today, the sand bandits are just committing crimes around the Giant Bear Tribe, and tomorrow they will be shit on the Giant Bear Tribe.

madness.

Lu Qingshan judged this in his heart.

If the Nine Clan Alliance was not so indulging in the vultures at the beginning, but instead joined forces to deal with the vultures, the Sand Bandits would not have developed to such a great disaster, and they could even compete with local snakes like the Nine Clan Alliance.

...

The little novice monk was whispering to comfort the little boy's emotions.

Lu Qingshan was thinking about what he was thinking.

"Monk, what is your relationship with this evil monk in the sand sea?" Lu Qingshan asked suddenly.

Because when the boy mentioned the name of the evil monk in the sand sea, he noticed that the expression of the little novice monk changed significantly.

The little novice monk hesitated for a moment, but finally did not hide it. He made a Buddhist ceremony and said frankly: "The little monk's Dharma name is Juezhen, and he came from Jitang Temple. This trip was for the evil monk in the sand sea."

"Ji Tang Temple..." Lu Qingshan repeated the name, and the message about Ji Tang Temple soon emerged in his mind. "I didn't expect that the Buddha from Longxiang Temple was still disrespectful."

Longxiang Temple is composed of 36 temples and 72 temples in the four courtyards, and this Ji Tang Temple is among these 36 temples.

The little novice monk named Juezhen corrected it very seriously: "I can't be a Buddha, I'm just a little novice monk."

Lu Qingshan's expression was correct, "What you said before, what is the explanation for the evil monk from the sand sea?"

The little novice monk in Juezhen was a little ashamed, "This evil monk in the sand sea is called Qiluo.

When Qilu was still an ascetic monk, he found us Jitang Temple and wanted to go to the temple to practice.

My master said that Qiluo had no chance with the Buddha, so he kept him out.

Qiluo was unwilling to give up and knelt at the entrance of Jitang Temple for three years, but his master was still unmoved.

I saw that he was pitiful, and when he left, he privately passed on a Buddhist teaching in the temple to him. Unexpectedly, he finally became like this and committed evil everywhere.

If I had not personally preached Buddhism to him that day, even if he did evil, he would not have been able to achieve the current climate.

In the final analysis, this disaster has arisen because of me. Therefore, I left the temple and came here to pursue his traces to end the cause and effect of that year with my own hands."

When Lu Qingshan heard this, he was a little surprised.

The evil monk in the Shahai has become famous for many years. According to the little novice monk in Juezhen, when the evil monk in the Shahai was still an ascetic monk, he practiced in Jitang Temple.

In this way, the little novice monk in front of him is still fifty years old. Moreover, if you dare to come alone to find the evil monk in the sand sea, your cultivation will definitely be extraordinary.

But for some reason, this monk's appearance is so immature, even speaking with childishness. I don't know if it was done on purpose or for some special reasons.
To be continued...