"The land god is a piece of shit, I shouldn't do it anymore."

"I have been a coolie and a beggar all my life, so I just pray that the poor can become literate and change their destiny."

"Who said that a poor family cannot produce a noble son? Who said that? Come forward and I will beat him to death."

"God, are you blind? Are all the ghosts and gods in the underworld blind?"

"Why, if a poor man finally managed to find a way to study, his literary talent will be extracted so that the rich man can change his destiny. How can he talk about seizing a son-in-law under the official title? Bah!"

"I used my merits as a sacrifice to sue the heaven and the earth. My fate is bullshit. I have to rely on my own culture and virtue. It's a good idea!"

The temple of the earth disintegrated, and the phantom of a beggar stood tall and pointed at the sky and cursed the earth, while it was also disintegrating step by step.

Chen Yang, an outsider, was shocked on the spot.

I saw with my own eyes a man who could be called a saint and had great merits. He sacrificed himself to offer sacrifices to heaven and earth, and also sued heaven and earth.

Sue heaven and earth for not doing anything, sue the underworld for not supervising, accuse the fate of being determined, and extract anger and literary energy.

Countless streams of light flashed past, which were the memory auras that disintegrated after Mo Fanchen pointed at the sky and cursed the earth.

There are poor people who are well-educated and literate. They have stimulated their literary spirit and should have been serving as ministers. However, the rich, nobles, and monks used various funny methods such as catching their son-in-law under the list to extract their literary spirit, and ended up living in the shadow of others all their lives.

The result of the officer.

Chen Yang suddenly realized.

Mo Fanchen, a kind man who smiled and smiled all day long, somehow found out about the plight of a poor boy from a righteous school, and complained with grief and indignation.

He had dedicated his whole life to this cause, and finally sacrificed himself to heaven and earth for this cause.

At the last moment when Mo Fanchen disintegrated and dissipated, he raised his eyes and saw Chen Yang, feeling both surprised and regretful.

As their eyes met, Chen Yang vaguely understood his thoughts. Mo Fanchen was regretting that he was unable to invite Chen Yang to the banquet he had promised when he was young.

Chen Yang also felt sorry.

He had always had a separation mentality and had not fully immersed himself in it. Otherwise, he would have had the opportunity to have a long conversation with this saint and become friends for a day or two.

However, it was too late.

Mo Fanchen disappeared between heaven and earth, and only his last words reached the sky and fell to the underworld:

"What's the use of merit? You can't change heaven, you can't change earth, you can't protect children from poor families and change their fate."

"I don't want this merit. Who can take it? I just want it to be done according to my wishes!"

What does it mean?

Let the literate people flourish, let fate no longer block the road, and seek justice!

"good!"

A dragon's roar resounded throughout the world and reached Chen Yang's heart, but it was a promise.

dragon?

Chen Yang was stunned, then suddenly realized, and then relieved.

At this moment, this place exists in the past, and is imprinted in the mark of heaven and earth. When the dragon roars, who else can it be?

Dragon Lord!

What Chen Yang suddenly realized was that this brand could be engraved on the world, partly because of the tears of sorrow and anger of the saint Mo Fanchen, and partly because the person who took over his cause and effect was the only one in the past thousand years who succeeded in transforming into a dragon.

——Dragon Lord!

The whole world is dissipating, and the mark is fading. It seems that the wind and rain outside have subsided, and the thunder has been extinguished.

Chen Yang returned to his original location little by little, and the bonfire was still burning.

Beside, the little fox was still rolling on the ground, chasing its tail in boredom, as if only a moment had passed.

"I see."

"Long Jun agreed to Mo Fanchen's request and successfully transformed into a dragon with his earth-shattering saintly merits."

"In the process, the ancient county town where the masterminds were entrenched behind the scenes was destroyed, and with the gift of heaven that transformed into a dragon at the same time, the theory of destiny was destroyed, and the poor people were truly opened up to the road to progress."

"No wonder I, who was originally from Zhenbei Prince's Mansion, have never heard of any destiny theory?"

"Five hundred years ago, when the Dragon Lord transformed into a dragon, he took advantage of the situation and rewritten the rules of heaven and earth."

Chen Yang was filled with emotion.

After he settled in Longmen County, he heard the story of the Dragon Lord who traveled across the river and transformed into a dragon, and there was actually a hidden story behind it, such as the bloody accusations of such a human saint.

Rather than saying that the Dragon King changed the rules of heaven, it is better to say that the saint used himself as a sacrifice to sue the world.
Chapter completed!