Sky War Soul

"Extravagant and debaucherous, unbridled and lustful! In this world of the great wasteland, he abandoned his own people without a care. The Imperial City smells of meat and wine, and is frozen to death on the streets! "    

Chu Yun's expression was a little ugly. He had never seen the things happening in front of him before.    

"Do you think this is an exception? I think the entire East Continent is like this."    

The Wang Chengying's gaze was deep, he was actually very open-minded about these things.    

Chu Yun shook his head, unable to describe what it felt like.    

He only knew that there was no way such a large-scale famine would happen in the central region.    

"Let's continue on our way."    

Chu Yun waved his hand and was not willing to continue watching.    

The two of them walked on for a long distance and found that it was the same no matter where they went. There was famine everywhere, but some places were quite serious, and some places still had food left over.    

Outside of those cities were large areas of temples. These temples were full of incense and there were actually quite a few people who came to give them incense.    

"Let's go down and take a look."    

Chu Yun was extremely curious. Why would he still have the mood to burn incense at a time like this?    

The two walked to a temple and saw a long queue inside.    

As he looked around, he saw a group of nobles and officials, as well as a few fat and oily looking merchants. They were all wearing luxurious robes and sweating profusely as they waited to line up.    

Outside the temple, guards had surrounded the temple to prevent the refugees from rushing in.    

"I beg of you, please give me a bite to eat!"    

"We haven't eaten in three days."    

"Old master, we came here from the border, do you pity us?"    

"Buddha, save us! Buddha, save us!"    

Those refugees all had ashen faces and skinny bodies. They knelt in front of those guards and kowtowed with all their might, wanting to beg the guards to open a path so they could enter the temple and beg for food.    

"Scram! Don't dirty my clothes!"    

The group of guards were all fighters, and their expressions were fierce.    

Although there were only a few dozen of them, they did not show the slightest sign of fear when facing the surrounding hundreds of refugees.    

"We need to eat, my child is starving!"    

A man with a furious expression rushed out, wanting to break through the encirclement of the guards.    

"You're courting death."    

The guard snorted disdainfully. He raised his hand, and with a flash of cold light, he beheaded the man.    

The man's blood splattered on the snow, but his actions had no effect on the others. Instead, it was the refugees who swarmed over and began to eat his corpse.    

"What a bunch of animals."    

A few guards sneered coldly as disdain appeared on their faces.    

Chu Yun and Wang Chengying frowned, and walked into the temple.    

Seeing that the two of them were quite strong, the guards did not dare to make things difficult for them and obediently stepped aside to make way for them.    

"Lord Buddha, please stop this damned snow as soon as possible!"    

"Alas, we who do business have suffered terrible losses."    

"Damned snow, damnable natural disaster!"    

Several merchants were kneeling in front of the prayer mats, respectfully worshipping the Buddha statue. The monks around them had their eyes closed, holding buddhist beads in their hands.    

The buddhist beads in the hands of these monks were pure gold, as were the wooden fish.    

Especially around his neck was a golden chain as thick as a finger. He appeared to be a parvenu.    

After kneeling down, a few merchants took out some banknotes and placed them in the merit box. This was the incense of Buddha.    

That monk opened his eyes a crack and lowered his head to look at the merchant's work. He was very satisfied and couldn't help but to smile, "Buddha has already felt your sincerity, why not stay in the temple for a meal before leaving?"    

"That's great!"    

A few merchants immediately grinned, "Master, please lead the way."    

Under the lead of the monk, a few merchants went to the back of the temple.    

People kept going and offering incense sticks, and people kept throwing banknotes into the Merit Box.    

In less than an hour, the Merit Box had been filled to the brim with silver notes.    

Every time someone finished burning incense, the monk at the side would say with a pious face, "Amitabha, Buddha will protect you."    

After hearing this, those who were enjoying the incense were extremely excited, as if they truly received Buddha's blessing.    

Very quickly, it was Chu Yun's turn to fight the Wang Chengying.    

Chu Yun frowned, and opened his mouth to question the monk: "There are so many refugees outside, why don't they go and help? Didn't the buddhist faith always show mercy?"    

The monk was expressionless. He clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, Almsgiver's words are really unreasonable. We save the refugees every day. Although there are a lot of refugees, we do our best."    

Before he finished speaking, the aroma of fish and meat came from the back of the temple, as if there was even the aroma of wine.    

The monk's expression changed, but he still calmly explained, "The group of people outside mainly eat here, so it's reasonable that they can get some fish."    

"When I came here, I saw those villages with buddhist statues everywhere. They are followers of the buddhist faith, and the number of times they worship the Buddha might be higher than yours. When the famine happened, you monks should have gone to rescue them, but you did not. In the temple, there were still big fish and big meat.    

Chu Yun sneered.    

"Benefactor, please don't cause any trouble here."    

The monk was unhappy as he stared at Chu Yun.    

"Buddha should show mercy. If I don't enter the Infernal Realm, who will? He even cut off flesh to feed the falcons. However, when they came here, they were all selfish. They wantonly collected incense money and lavishly built temples in gold and silver, letting those refugees starve to death on the streets without any relief. "    

The more Chu Yun spoke, the more agitated he became. That monk glared at him and was already prepared to fly into a rage.    

"Alright, everyone is like that. It's useless even if you blame them."    

Wang Chengying pressed her hand on Chu Yun's shoulder, signalling for him to not waste his breath.    

Only now did Chu Yun realize that he had indeed been a little too excited just now.    

There were so many temples in the East Continent, if he used all his strength to help the refugees, not only would he be able to solve the famine, he would at least be able to ease the situation in front of him by a hundred times.    

But they would rather eat and drink themselves and reconstruct the Buddha's body than exchange it for food for disaster relief. It was a waste of the refugees to believe in them.    

Chu Yun heaved a sigh of relief, shook his head and said: "Forget it, let's go."    

After humiliating Lord Buddha, you still wish to leave?    

Seeing that Chu Yun wanted to leave, the monk was unwilling to let him go. He thought that Chu Yun was afraid, and his expression immediately became extremely sinister.    

"Swish!"    

Eighteen figures rushed out from the depths of the temple. Each of them was big and tall, bare-chested, and each of them had explosive power contained in their muscles.    

These guards were all powerful Genuine Force experts, although they were not on the stage, but in this poor and remote place, no one dared to offend them.    

Chu Yun's eyes narrowed, "If you continue to pester me, then don't blame me for my murder!"    

"Kill him!"    

The monk pointed at Chu Yun and disdainfully said: "Where did this brat come from, daring to behave atrociously here. Amitabha, do you really think monk is easy to bully?!"    

The eighteen guards all suddenly activated their [King Kong] s, they all attacked towards Chu Yun.    

When the Wang Chengying saw this scene, it helplessly turned its head.    

Chu Yun would never show mercy, these monks taking the initiative to seek death, then he would not be able to blame others.    

"Chi chi chi!"    

Chu Yun could not be bothered to turn his head and slashed across the sky, his hand turning into a sharp blade.    

A cold light flashed, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared within the temple. The entire space seemed to stop moving, as if water was about to drip out of it.    

The eighteen golden guardians and the monk were all standing in a deadlock. Their eyes were all wide open as if they had seen something unbelievable.    

All of them had a line of blood on their forehead.    

After a few breaths of time, all nineteen of them fell to the ground without a breath of life.    

All of them were killed in one hit.    

Chu Yun casually dispersed the blade in his hand, turned, and said: "Let's go."    

The Wang Chengying laughed bitterly, Chu Yun still had that kind of personality.    

After the two left the temple, they rushed in another direction.    

Chu Yun had witnessed too many such a scene along the way, and in the end, he was even a little numb.    

The buddhist sects of the East Continent, especially the temples below, were all sitting high above, unwilling to lower their heads to see the suffering of all.    

If this were to continue, the entire East Continent would probably turn upside down.    

"How far is this place from the Buddhist Sect?"    

Chu Yun asked the Wang Chengying.    

Wang Chengying estimated the distance and said: "If we travel at this speed, we will reach the Buddhist Sect in at most three days."    

The East Continent's Buddhist Sect was built on the enormous Thousand Blessings Mountain.    

Every mountain on the so-called Thousand Blessings Mountain seemed to be connected to the heaven and earth. The Buddhist Sect had been established and developed here since ancient times, and it had a history of several thousand years.    

"Three days?"    

Chu Yun looked down and saw that it was still covered with snow. The only thing was that the refugees in this area were all in an orderly manner, lining up in front of the temple one by one to receive porridge for their alms.    

"Eh, there are monks here to help the refugees. It seems that not all monks are bad people."    

Seeing this scene, Chu Yun was slightly relieved in his heart.    

His previous thoughts were still too extreme.    

The Wang Chengying looked down, and laughed bitterly while shaking her head: "Carefully feel this temple's Qi, and you will know."    

Chu Yun was a little doubtful: "What?"    

As he spoke, he released his spirit energy to feel it. This feeling wasn't that important, but he could clearly see the black qi that was shooting up to the sky from the temple.    

Of course, most people could not see this black qi. Only people with extremely strong spiritual power could.    

"Demonic Buddha Sect?"    

Chu Yun cried out involuntarily.    

This black gas was exactly the same as the demonic energy emitted by his Demonic Buddha Body.    

This meant that these temples were not Buddhist temples, but Demonic Buddha Sect temples.    

"That's right, the one giving out food to the refugees is precisely a monk from the Demonic Buddha Sect."    

When Wang Chengying spoke, her tone was deep and meaningful.    

Chu Yun suddenly opened his eyes wide, obviously shaken by the scene in front of him.    

With the benevolence of the buddhist faith, all of them were high and mighty, not caring about the refugees at all.    

Instead, it was these so called wicked traitors who came out to make porridge and save the refugees.    

In the end, who was the real justice?