Chapter 202 A little arrogance, a thousand miles is a breeze
Suddenly, the wind and clouds broke out in Guangling City, and the flag waves from the streets were stretched out. The doors and windows that had not been closed were crackling in the strong wind.
The East Yue Temple in the City West Chenghuang Temple, the South Cheng Confucian Temple, the North Wu Temple in the City North, and the Golden Bodies in the One City Four Temples in Guangling City, regardless of whether they are effective or not, at this moment, the golden light suddenly became a great masterpiece, and four illusory figures walked out of the clay sculpture.
There is an elegant old man in the Confucian Temple, there is a golden armored god general in the Martial Temple, there is a short old man in the City God Temple, and there is a nine-mouth stone man in the Yue Temple.
They all stood in their own temples, looking at Nanyang Street, Guangling City without saying a word.
The cold wind blew across the earth, and the vast sea of books in Guangling City flipped quickly in the breeze. Countless white lights slowly flew towards Nanyang Street like fireflies.
First, it’s a little white, then tens of millions of white, and finally it’s a big white sky.
Guangling City is mostly a book-career, and most a book-career family.
A series of white torrents rushed towards Nanyang Street from all directions of Guangling City as if they were pilgrimage. Finally, they turned into a huge sea and fell silently.
Of course, these changes only occur in the eyes of mountain gods and earth gods, and have no effect on ordinary people and even ordinary practitioners. They can only see what they see, and they can’t see anything else they want to see.
The ones hanging on the beam and stabbing their thighs continue to read at night, the ones who are happy and cheerful are still singing every night, and the ones who are homeless are still waving on the streets
The prosperity and loneliness of Guangling City were not affected at all. Those who want to die and live are slowly moving towards death, without exception.
In the night sky where all the stars are extinguished, countless white dots are like stars in the sky, shining in the dark night, shining with the long mountains and rivers and the years are long.
The golden-armored god general who was holding a big sword in the Wu Temple looked at the elegant old man in the Confucian Temple and asked: Don’t care?
The Nine-Kick Stone Man and the Short Old Man also looked at the elegant old man. Although he didn't say anything, his meaning was very obvious and he was waiting for him to make a decision.
Logically speaking, there is no distinction between one city and four temples, but Guangling County is a major county in Wenyun. Invisibly, the status of the Confucian temples in various places is naturally higher than that of other temples.
If you can become a god in the Wenyun County, Guangling County, who controls a Wenyun County, your means, mind, nature and status will not be comparable to a martial artist after death.
The elegant old man grabbed a handful of white dots, then threw them into the air, shook his head and said: The principles and rules of the world are determined by scholars. Scholars act within the rules, and we cannot control them, nor can we control them.
The golden armored god general said in a muffled voice: Then the Haoranqi in this city made him squander it? This is the accumulation of many scholars in Guangling County for countless years. Should we stop it? Otherwise, the Yao family?
The elegant old man smiled, Confucius said to be benevolent, Meng said to be righteous. As long as there is a person in this world who is kind and righteous, the great energy will be inexhaustible and inexhaustible. The affairs of scholars are not something that those of us who eat cold pork head meat must worry. Besides, people read it
The scholars can win the great spirit based on their ability, so why don’t we let people take it?
You just need to do your part. As for the Yao family, you don’t have to worry, I will deal with it.
The elegant old man withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked towards the clay-sculpted golden body, and disappeared.
The golden armored god general and the short old man with nine orifices looked at each other, and they also returned to their own statues of the golden bodies.
Because they have more important things to do next, that is, to stabilize the mountains and rivers in Guangling City and its surrounding areas, and not be affected by the Nanyang Street Battle.
The center of Guangling City, Yao Family Conference Hall.
Yao Baoshu, the head of the Yao family, looked at Haoranqi passing through the large area of the Yao family. His face looked a little ugly. This was a little wealth accumulated by generations of great scholars of the Yao family, and he could only watch it pass by.
Yao Baoshu's fist was pinched white, which showed that he had been patient with his inner displeasure. He looked at the people in the conference hall and his voice was a little chilling. Can anyone tell me what the idiots in the worship hall did? What happened on Nanyang Street now? Why did the Haoranqi in Guangling City go in that direction?
The person below quickly stood up and saluted: The head of the family has sent someone closest to Nanyang Street to check it out, and it will take a short time for the latest news to come.
Yao Baoshu suppressed the anger in his heart and roared: Let all the great scholars in the family take full advantage of their efforts, and must stop Haoran's gas and cannot be lost. Let the group of guys in the worship hall who only know how to cause trouble solve the problem, otherwise they will all be expelled from Guangling County.
The other people nodded submissively.
Yao Baoshu waved his hand and waved the others back.
Yao Baoshu recited a Buddhist mantra to calm himself down. If it weren't for the great relationship between Haoranqi and the clan fortunes of the Yao family for the next thousand years, he would not have lost his mind.
He could naturally guess that the loss of Haoranqi must be related to the previous loud noise and dazzling white light. He also knew that it was caused by the Yao family's worship hall, but in his opinion, if a few juniors were killed, they would be killed. As long as the worship hall did not cause any major events that could not end, the Yao family could bear it for them.
But now it seems that the situation is a little beyond his imagination. It seems that the two teenagers are not as simple as they imagined, and they are two crossing river dragons.
Yao Baoshu looked at the passing of Haoranqi beside him, and sat down cross-legged with a little aggrieved. Now he wanted to step to Nanyang Street and slapped the two crossing river dragons and the group of Yao family worshipers to death.
He has this strength, but he really can't get rid of it because he is the head of the Yao family and the person who is the most involved in the Yao family fortune. He must stay in the clan territory to suppress the clan fortune in a place.
Nanyang Street has lost its voice.
The twenty-four worshipers of the Yao family were completely desperate. In the face of the sixth-level spiritual formation, they were not even qualified to die.
The level 6 spiritual array is like a small secret realm independent of the world and is set up inside the array
The man Xue Nianci is the heaven in this little secret realm.
Xue Nianci picked up the golden brush and drew a stroke in the void tremblingly. Suddenly, the wind and clouds broke out between the sky and the earth, and the sky was full of white.
In Xue Nianci's eyes, countless white torrents swept across Guangling City from all directions, and then fell around the golden light shield, forming white jade bamboo slips.
The white jade bamboo slips cover golden light like high walls.
As Xue Nianci's pen kept rising and falling, the word "kill" on the white jade bamboo slips gradually became prominent.
kill!
Suddenly, murderous aura spread in the golden light shield. Wang Kejian and others in the formation seemed to be facing the sky, and they felt like they were facing the sky, and they felt a sense of death in their hearts.
God wants him to die, but he has to die.
The moment the character Killing was formed, the wind passing through the golden light shield suddenly became softer, and a little bit of grand energy was formed on the white jade bamboo slips and dispersed into the breeze.
A little bit of energy, a thousand miles of wind is so happy.
As the breeze blew, many people with low cultivation in the Tiansha Formation lost their voice first, cut their bones and stood up, and then they were wiped out in the wind.
Yao Xian looked down at his feet in despair. Under the breeze, his feet had disappeared, as if they had been wiped out of thin air. However, he had no feet, but he could still stand.
His chest, abdomen and limbs were also wiped away without any pain, followed by his head, then by consciousness, and finally by darkness.
The world outside is a vast world, but his world is pitch black.
The white jade tripod that protected Wang Kejian was gradually darkening under the breeze that was like the spring breeze.
It can be foreseen that in no time, the spirituality of the White Jade Cauldron will be wiped out, and it will be his death.
Looking around, there were only a dozen people left in the Tiansha Formation, and they were all high-level worshipers with deep trump cards. As for the others, they seemed to have never been here before, and they had completely disappeared.
God wants to kill people, but there is no blood.
Wang Kejian smiled bitterly, knelt down in front of Xue Nianci, and said humbly: I am willing to swear with the great way of soul, and I am willing to be a slave to my senior in this life, and never betray me. I only hope that my senior will spare my life, and I can practice elixirs and medicines for my seniors, and saddle them in front of the horse and behind the horse.
In the face of death, dignity seems worthless at this moment.
The mountain and wild cultivation are worthless, but also very valuable.
What is worthless is the lives of others, and what is worthless is the lives of oneself.
Seeing Wang Kejian like this, the eight people who were still alive in the Tiansha Formation also knelt down and kept begging.
Xue Nianci looked at Dong Luo, Dong Luo shook her head, and looked at Wang Kejian and said coldly: Forget I said before that you are an ungrateful wolf?
Xue Nianci sighed lightly and said with a smile: I thought you were a woman’s kindness!
Dongluo said: I'm also afraid that you will have the kindness of a woman.
Xue Nianci smiled and didn't say anything.
He has kindness, but not as kind as a woman.
For a group of people who almost killed them just now, the only thing he could do was to let them die sooner.
Wang Kejian stood up, what
He didn't say anything, saying more was useless, and he wasting his lips and tongue. He directly sent all the little energy left in his body into the white jade cauldron, and tried his best to resist the erosion of the Tiankill Formation.
In this Guangling City, as long as he has not died completely, he still has hope of survival, because this Guangling City is the Guangling City of the Yao family, and he is the best worshiper in the Yao family worship hall.
Time passed slowly, and Wang Kejian, who was resisting the Heavenly Killing Formation, suddenly felt that the erosion force seemed to have weakened. He quickly spoke to the people who were still alive around and said: The power of this formation has become weakened. If everyone hold on for a while, the worship hall should come to save us soon.
Xue Nianci raised her head slightly, glanced at the center of the city, and said softly: It’s now, your Yao family has not yet come forward? Since your Yao family can stop the Haoranqi of this city, can you stop the county?
Xue Nianci wrote the word "kill" again.
Guangling County suddenly shook the earth and the gods from Guangling City, one city and four temples suddenly appeared again.
The elegant old man, who was originally very calm, changed his expression and said loudly: Hurry, Lord Yue, Guo Chenghuang, let’s go to the mountains and rivers of the mountains and rivers of the various places, immediately stabilize the mountains and rivers of the Zhou Wushen, if no one in the Yao family comes forward, you will directly break his formation, but don’t hurt them. He is going to cut off the cultural fortune of a county, I will go to the Yao family’s ancestral land and come back soon.
The figure of the elegant old man disappeared instantly, and when he appeared again, he was already in a huge mountain forest thousands of miles away.
The head of the Yao family, Yao Baoshuteng, sat up from the ground with a whistle, shouting a little aggrievedly: Hurry, all the great scholars stop and let go of the great energy.
Chapter completed!