Chapter 247 Lin Chen's Earthly Heart

"Oh?"

Lin Chen smiled and looked at the black-clothed guardian in front of him.

At this moment, the black-clothed guardian had his back to Emperor Yan, and his expression was not seen by Emperor Yan.

But Lin Chen could see it clearly.

The black-clothed guardian looked at Lin Chen with fear and evasion.

"Half-step Yuanying, your cultivation is not easy... Why did you join the magic path?"

Lin Chen asked softly.

After hearing this voice, the black-clothed guardian shuddered all over.

He hurriedly transmitted the voice:

"No, I dare not...Senior, I was also forced. I was originally a Jindan casual cultivator in Qingshi Town..."

The black-clothed guardian's pleading voice continued to come.

It's nothing more than that such a thing that hurts the world is not from his nature.

He is a person who is forced...

Lin Chen naturally sneered at this.

Yan Huang is a Jindan cultivator. He couldn't see the depth of Lin Chen just now, but he knew that Lin Chen was better than him.

But the black-clothed guardian saw it all too clearly.

He was a half-step Nascent Soul, but he thought he couldn't do what Lin Chen did just now.

He knew that the person in front of him was a true Nascent Soul cultivator.

He might only need a thought to kill him.

Lin Chen glanced at the black-clothed guardian.

His mana was mottled and his true essence was weak.

Of the three Nascent Soul levels, he only passed the mana level.

He didn't even pass the soul level, and couldn't have his Nascent Soul leave his body.

For such a half-step Nascent Soul, it really didn't take much effort for Lin Chen to kill him.

But Lin Chen didn't rush to make a move, but looked at Emperor Yan again.

"So, for these mere thirty-six blood pills, you abandoned 100,000 people under your rule?"

Emperor Yan obviously didn't know what happened. He glanced at the black-clothed guardian and thought of the current power of the Demon Sect.

At this moment, it was a good opportunity for him to show his loyalty.

Then he gritted his teeth and said:

"Hmph, mere mortals, aren't they ants?"

"It is their honor to be the nourishment of our cultivators!"

After hearing this, Lin Chen no longer had a trace of pity in his eyes.

With a flick of his finger, a stream of true energy penetrated the brow of Emperor Yan.

The robes on Emperor Yan flashed with a protective light, but were broken by Lin Chen in an instant.

The next second, Emperor Yan died.

The ruler of a country, a Jindan cultivator who had lived for hundreds of years.

Being destroyed in the blink of an eye, made all the cultivators in the hall feel insecure.

"Fellow Daoist Yan..."

"Father..."

Lin Chen looked at the cultivators in the hall.

He didn't come here to ask for an explanation.

He just wanted to kill people.

If he didn't hear it or see it, Lin Chen might not care about it.

But now, he was in the middle of it and witnessed it all.

How could he ignore it?

Mortals are not animals, nor are they insects that can be stepped on at will.

He came from a mortal.

Now that he has achieved success in cultivation, he cannot forget the way he came, which is his original intention.

Lin Chen raised his eyes and looked at the other cultivators in front of him.

The true essence turned into a thin line, strangling all the Jindan cultivators of the Yanlai royal family.

The black-clothed guardian witnessed all this and shuddered again, but did not dare to organize.

The head of the Meng family observed the look of the black-clothed guardian and begged for mercy:

"Senior, please spare my life!"

"I was the head of the immortal cultivation family in Yanlai City. I have always been kind to others and made friends... It's really that the Yan Emperor forced me so hard..."

Lin Chen looked at the head of the Meng family who was begging for mercy in front of him.

He was not unfamiliar with him.

In the past many years, he had cooperated with the head of the Meng family.

But in the blink of an eye, more than 20 years have passed. Mortals will change, and cultivators will change too.

In the past, the Cai family betrayed the Righteous Alliance and all the members of the family were killed.

Now the Meng family seems to have embarked on this path.

Lin Chen asked calmly:

"Master Xiao, was you the one who tricked and killed you?"

After hearing this question, Master Meng was stunned, with surprise flashing in his eyes.

The next second, he felt his vision flip and saw his headless lower body.

Master Meng, die.

In a blink of an eye, Lin Chen killed all the more than ten Jindan cultivators in the hall.

Only the black-clothed guardian was left.

"Senior, please spare me!"

"I am a half-step Yuanying, and I am willing to follow you and serve you like a cow and a horse!"

The black-clothed guardian knew that with his ability, it was impossible for him to escape from Lin Chen.

So he just begged.

"I am willing to owe you a soul contract, and serve you like a cow and a horse for the rest of my life..."

Lin Chen did not answer, but took out the demon-slaying knife.

It is more labor-saving to use magic weapons to kill half-step Yuanying.

The black-clothed guardian had despair in his eyes, so he also summoned the magic weapon and tried to struggle to death.

"Ah!"

The black knife flashed...

...

A moment later, Lin Chen walked out of the Yanlai City Palace.

He looked up and looked at the distant sky. A spirit boat was flying towards the southwest.

At the same time, many demon sect spies, royal family, and Meng family cultivators in Yanlai City were ready to stop it.

When Lin Chen waved his hand, a sword box appeared.

Thirty-six flying swords were unsheathed and passed over Yanlai City.

A moment later, when the spirit boat was far away, Lin Chen stopped and looked at the Royal Square in front of him.

Lin Chen raised his hand, and the surging Yuanying true essence bombarded the formation.

As spider web-like cracks appeared on the formation, the huge formation was destroyed.

The red light disappeared, and all the surviving cultivators in the formation raised their heads at the same time.

They saw the sky.

There was also a flash of doubt in their eyes.

In the formation, there was no sky, only blood-colored light, making them continue to fight.

But now, the red curtain faded, and they saw the real world.

Lin Chen saw surprise, relief, and enlightenment in the eyes of these monks...

He thought for a moment and then sent a message:

"You are free."

This voice was wrapped in true energy and reached the ears of all the monks.

Confusion flashed across their eyes at the same time.

For half a month, the daily fighting and the deaths of countless monks and mortals seemed to have made them numb.

"You are free...escape, escape from this city, escape from Yan Lai's territory."

After Lin Chen said this, he turned into a stream of light and turned around to leave.

After a long time after Lin Chen left, these monks seemed to finally react.

The nightmare of the past half month is over.

They desperately fled the square and ran toward home and out of the city.

…

Lin Chen left Yanlai City.

Came to Guangyuan Town.

The old Guangyuan Auction has long since moved away.

Lin Chen walked around the town and only saw some old, weak, sick and disabled people.

This market town, which used to be home to thousands of monks, also died.

The major shops have long been closed, and occasionally you can see towns that have been smashed and looted, and you can see the exhausted mortals.

A monk can travel thousands of miles a day and escape with his life.

But what about mortals? There is no escape...

Not to mention the robbery cultivators that can be seen everywhere, and the demon sect army that may be encountered at any time.

Just a thousand miles away, an ordinary person would have to travel for half a month.

Along the way, they ate and slept in the open air, encountered wild beasts and plagues, and then they were doomed again.

It is only a few thousand miles from Yanlai City to Guangyuan Town.

Lin Chen saw the destruction of countless cities and towns, and was used to seeing pagodas all over the place...

In the past, there were countless villages and ordinary people along the thousands of miles between Yanlai City and Guangyuan Town.

Robbery cultivators can only be encountered occasionally, and bandits and the like are even rarer.

But now, banditry can be seen everywhere, and refugees are migrating south and west.

In the wilderness and on both sides of the official road, floating corpses of starved to death can be seen everywhere.

"After all, the Demon Sect hasn't invaded Guangyuan Town yet. It's just a rumor, why is it like this?"

Lin Chen thought silently in his heart.

"Is this the so-called immortal?"

"What's the difference between monks and mortals...and devils?"

"When a monk has power, he can treat mortals like grasshoppers and ants... and deal with their lives at will?"

"And mortals, even if they want to resist, don't have the slightest power to resist..."

Along the way, Lin Chen encountered many things and thought about many things.

If you are a monk or an immortal, you are just aloof and untainted by the mortal world.

That is the best for mortals...

Because mortals will not be harmed, let alone be disrupted by monks.

But now, the current situation has made mortals become the nourishment of the monks, and even become... resources to support the monks!

The world of cultivating immortals has always been like this for thousands of years.

Mortals respect immortals, and immortals treat mortals like ants.

But it has always been like this...is it right?

Lin Chen is not from Qingzhou, but he is now the top monk in Qingzhou.

But he has a mortal heart, and he is willing to protest for the common people of Qingzhou.

"So? If mortals want to change this situation, they can only cultivate immortality..."

"There are only one or two out of ten people who have the qualifications to practice Buddhism; and among these two, there are not even one out of ten who are successful in practicing Taoism..."

"Even if one foundation-building monk emerges from among thousands of mortals... what he achieves in the end will be just another evil dragon."

Lin Chen was very confused at the moment, and for the first time he had doubts about the way he cultivated.

There is nothing wrong with power, but is it the people who are wrong?

"So...can you let everyone in the world have power?"

"Let all the people in Qingzhou have the power to resist the monks?"

"In this case...the Demon Sect, what is there to be afraid of?"

At this moment, a seed was planted in Lin Chen's heart.

An idea began to take root in his mind.

"Now, maybe it's not the time yet...but that day will eventually come."

Lin Chen didn't stay too long before he flew towards the southeast again.

…

At the foot of Changchun Mountain, Fangshi.

Lin Chen walked into a shop.

The owner of the medicine shop was a foundation-building monk that Lin Chen had never seen before. His beard and hair were all white.

"Fellow Taoist, do you want to buy some elixirs?"

After seeing Lin Chen, the shopkeeper stepped forward and asked diligently.

"Fellow Taoist is a little unfamiliar, but you just fled to Changchun Mountain?"

"What a coincidence, fellow Taoist, our store's elixirs are on sale recently, and they are all sold at a 40% discount..."

Lin Chen looked around the store. He was not in a hurry to buy, but asked:

"Fellow Taoist, I see that most of the shops in this city are closed."

"I heard that the Demon Sect has entered the Yan Lai Realm... Why don't fellow Taoists escape?"

After hearing what Lin Chen said, the shopkeeper smiled, wiped the dust in the shop, and replied:

"Escape? Where can you escape?"

"Haha... The underworld is so powerful that their territory is tens of thousands of miles away."

"That's how I escaped from Yan Lai Realm... That journey to the west, which is more than 100,000 miles, and there are countless tribulations along the way..."

"Not to mention the foundation-building monks, even the golden elixir masters may not be able to finish the journey alive..."

Lin Chen was silent after hearing this.

yes!

It takes one hundred thousand miles to the west to reach the Humanity City.

It is difficult for the Golden elixir monks to complete this journey, let alone the Foundation-building monks...

What about mortals?