One person above Qing Huang Ting
Chapter 194 God and God
Chapter 194 God and God
But how many people can this kind of small mountain village have? Gajia Village has only a few dozen households, but only a hundred people. Even if he finds ten such villages, he will be able to confuse more than a thousand people at most, and it may not be enough. At most, this scale can support the belief of a land master, but the strength shown to him is not in line with it.
Wang Zhenqiu suspected that this might not be the source of Zeng Zijie's beliefs. He must have other plans. Wang Zhenqiu wanted to ask about other things. , Kneeling to the ground facing Wang Zhenqiu, touching the ground with his forehead, shivering, still reciting the words just now.
Wang Zhenqiu was immediately alert, and his whole body was secretly tense. The old man in the shade knelt on the ground so devoutly, it must not be him kneeling, he did not have the charm that people regarded as a god when they met.
It was Zeng Zijie who made Gajia Village look like a god.
In addition, what surprised Wang Zhenqiu was Zeng Zijie's strength. Although he was young, he also learned a hundred arts in all his methods, and he couldn't make a mess. In terms of vision, he is a world-class person who can get close to him and should not be underestimated.
"You're someone who knows everything."
A low, muffled voice suddenly came from behind Wang Zhenqiu. Although it was a question, his tone was very firm. The speaker seemed to have already determined that Wang Zhenqiu was an employee who knew everything.
Wang Zhenqiu didn't panic too much. Why has he encountered a lot of dangers over the years, and many of them came up on his own, so his mentality was quite good. He turned around slowly to prevent the alertness of those standing behind him.
Just as Wang Zhenqiu thought, behind him was a masked man like a Sanxingdui man reborn. He stood ten steps away from Wang Zhenqiu, his body was tightly wrapped, and his eyes were raised high. Pillar, staring at him indifferently, just like its cold bronze material.
First gently stun the old man beside him to prevent him from hearing what he shouldn't hear, then Wang Zhenqiu smiled frivolously, hiding his true thoughts with the appearance of a bohemian libertine:
"You are here to spread your faith for yourself, do you want to become a god? Zeng Zijie."
"You shouldn't be here."
Without the temptation to meet Wang Zhenqiu, the masked man still spoke in his voice that could not hear any emotion.
But Wang Zhenqiu doesn't seem to be able to see the current situation and is still joking:
"I'm just here to travel. The scenery here is beautiful. There are no people in the area for ten miles. It still maintains the original style of Yunnan Province.
"It seems to be called the god Zeng Zijie."
"You know, the local customs here reminds me of an old thing."
"Bai Lian's past," said this, Wang Zhenqiu finally put away the smile on his face and said slightly serious,
"Did the White Lotus Sect in those days fool the people just like you, making them waste their farm work, skip three meals, and just chant scriptures and spread your name every day?"
The masked man said murderously: "What you said is really beautiful here, and it is very suitable for burying people."
Wang Zhenqiu smiled and said, "It's hard to say who will be buried."
The masked man, or Zeng Zijie is not a person who likes to be quick with his tongue. I saw his right hand raised horizontally, Huang Cong around his waist shimmering, and there was no wind.
On Zeng Zijie's right hand, the earth wriggled upward, like spring water, and climbed like bamboo shoots in spring, until it turned into a stone pillar slightly higher than Zeng Zijie's head, with a black light on its surface like an obsidian cast.
Zeng Zijie clenched the stone pillar on his right hand and lifted it upwards. The connection between the stone pillar and the earth was violently broken by it, making the connection of the stone pillar form a sharp stubble, like a special-shaped spear tip, turning a stick into a spear.
Afterwards, Zeng Zijie quickly approached Wang Zhenqiu with a gun. The debris on the ground did not hinder him. He seemed to be on a smooth ice skating rink.
The battle started suddenly. Wang Zhenqiu flipped his hand and took out the lighter that he had been holding in his palm. The flint rubbed, and the spark ignited the oil rope, igniting a cluster of flames.
Wang Zhenqiu took a breath and blew it at Zeng Zijie vigorously. The qi he blew passed through the flames on the lighter, and the flames rose with the qi, just like the dragon breath of a western dragon, turning into a conical flame that spewed out.
However, the follow-up exercises from the Vulcan Sect may have the power of the dragon's breath. The fire that Wang Zhenqiu spewed out of the most basic exercises of the Vulcan Sect was just the most common flame, and at most it was as powerful as the flame of a household gas stove.
Zeng Zijie swept the stone spear in his hand, but the slender stone spear swung a strong wind, and the gust of wind pushed the flames back.
But I saw a figure jumping out of the flame, like a carp leaping over a dragon gate, more like a stone monkey was born, with a long stick in his hand like Zeng Zijie, but unlike Zeng Zijie, this stick is It is condensed by the innate energy of the human body, and has the same nature as the light whip condensed by the golden light mantra.
When contacting Xia Liuqing this time, Wang Zhenqiu stared at the magical godhead mask in his hand. Wang Zhenqiu is more comprehensive than the whole. 's transaction.
The godhead mask uses people to play gods, thereby borrowing power and supernatural powers from gods.
But people's own character limits the gods that everyone can play. A dignified person can't play Nezha's mischief, a person who escapes can't play King Tota, and a wretched person can't play the majesty of the Jade Emperor. How can one go against his nature? The essence of the show.
When Xia Liu was young, he focused on Erlang God, and now he is also playing the door god Wei Chi Gong when he is old. Because he fits in with these two gods, he was called a villain when he was young, and he was arrogant and arrogant. Xuan's image of Erlang God of Guan Jiangguchi.
As for the door god, maybe it's because he guarded the door of Grandma Jinfeng for decades?
And the god that fits with Wang Zhenqiu's naughty and curious temperament,
"Nie Barrier! Eat me a stick!"
Wang Zhenqiu exclaimed one of the most famous lines of Monkey King, waving an air stick, and then falling down, he used a stroke of Taishan to press the top and hit Zeng Zijie's Tianling Gai with all his might.
The qi stick in his hand seemed to be a solid stick made of heavy steel.
Unexpectedly, Zeng Zijie came first, blocking Wang Zhenqiu's mighty blow, and then with his arms, he hit Wang Zhenqiu back.
Wang Zhenqiu felt as if he had hit a mountain, and the mountain began to move towards him.
When the mountain moves, it becomes a meteorite falling from the horizon, seemingly slow but with an unstoppable momentum.
Seeing that Zeng Zijie's strength was amazing, far exceeding his estimation, Wang Zhenqiu made a decisive decision. Before Zeng Zijie could counterattack, he used Zeng Zijie's strength to turn a somersault in the air, moved away from him, and returned to the beginning. situation.
Wang Zhenqiu played a stick shadow and looked at Zeng Zijie: "You savage god, you are so powerful!"
"Monkey King?" Zeng Zijie said, looking at the mask of the Monkey King that Wang Zhenqiu was wearing.
"It's your grandfather and me."
Although the last blow did not prevail, Wang Zhenqiu did not admit defeat.
Wang Zhenqiu didn't have the same oil-colored magic weapon as Xia Liuqing, so he couldn't draw a face for himself with qi in an instant, so he could only prepare a mask for himself in the county town. Naturally, such a mask was not drawn with qi. The face mask is flexible, unable to express the essence of the gods, fully exerting the power of the godhead mask, but it is faster and can be used as an emergency measure in a short time.
Wang Zhenqiu thought to himself: 'Fortunately, I have just acquired this method, I want to try it first and see if it can be used, otherwise if I want to fight in close quarters as usual, I am afraid that I am not the opponent of this savage god, who came from such a big god. strength? '
"This battle is not easy to fight."
(End of this chapter)
But how many people can this kind of small mountain village have? Gajia Village has only a few dozen households, but only a hundred people. Even if he finds ten such villages, he will be able to confuse more than a thousand people at most, and it may not be enough. At most, this scale can support the belief of a land master, but the strength shown to him is not in line with it.
Wang Zhenqiu suspected that this might not be the source of Zeng Zijie's beliefs. He must have other plans. Wang Zhenqiu wanted to ask about other things. , Kneeling to the ground facing Wang Zhenqiu, touching the ground with his forehead, shivering, still reciting the words just now.
Wang Zhenqiu was immediately alert, and his whole body was secretly tense. The old man in the shade knelt on the ground so devoutly, it must not be him kneeling, he did not have the charm that people regarded as a god when they met.
It was Zeng Zijie who made Gajia Village look like a god.
In addition, what surprised Wang Zhenqiu was Zeng Zijie's strength. Although he was young, he also learned a hundred arts in all his methods, and he couldn't make a mess. In terms of vision, he is a world-class person who can get close to him and should not be underestimated.
"You're someone who knows everything."
A low, muffled voice suddenly came from behind Wang Zhenqiu. Although it was a question, his tone was very firm. The speaker seemed to have already determined that Wang Zhenqiu was an employee who knew everything.
Wang Zhenqiu didn't panic too much. Why has he encountered a lot of dangers over the years, and many of them came up on his own, so his mentality was quite good. He turned around slowly to prevent the alertness of those standing behind him.
Just as Wang Zhenqiu thought, behind him was a masked man like a Sanxingdui man reborn. He stood ten steps away from Wang Zhenqiu, his body was tightly wrapped, and his eyes were raised high. Pillar, staring at him indifferently, just like its cold bronze material.
First gently stun the old man beside him to prevent him from hearing what he shouldn't hear, then Wang Zhenqiu smiled frivolously, hiding his true thoughts with the appearance of a bohemian libertine:
"You are here to spread your faith for yourself, do you want to become a god? Zeng Zijie."
"You shouldn't be here."
Without the temptation to meet Wang Zhenqiu, the masked man still spoke in his voice that could not hear any emotion.
But Wang Zhenqiu doesn't seem to be able to see the current situation and is still joking:
"I'm just here to travel. The scenery here is beautiful. There are no people in the area for ten miles. It still maintains the original style of Yunnan Province.
"It seems to be called the god Zeng Zijie."
"You know, the local customs here reminds me of an old thing."
"Bai Lian's past," said this, Wang Zhenqiu finally put away the smile on his face and said slightly serious,
"Did the White Lotus Sect in those days fool the people just like you, making them waste their farm work, skip three meals, and just chant scriptures and spread your name every day?"
The masked man said murderously: "What you said is really beautiful here, and it is very suitable for burying people."
Wang Zhenqiu smiled and said, "It's hard to say who will be buried."
The masked man, or Zeng Zijie is not a person who likes to be quick with his tongue. I saw his right hand raised horizontally, Huang Cong around his waist shimmering, and there was no wind.
On Zeng Zijie's right hand, the earth wriggled upward, like spring water, and climbed like bamboo shoots in spring, until it turned into a stone pillar slightly higher than Zeng Zijie's head, with a black light on its surface like an obsidian cast.
Zeng Zijie clenched the stone pillar on his right hand and lifted it upwards. The connection between the stone pillar and the earth was violently broken by it, making the connection of the stone pillar form a sharp stubble, like a special-shaped spear tip, turning a stick into a spear.
Afterwards, Zeng Zijie quickly approached Wang Zhenqiu with a gun. The debris on the ground did not hinder him. He seemed to be on a smooth ice skating rink.
The battle started suddenly. Wang Zhenqiu flipped his hand and took out the lighter that he had been holding in his palm. The flint rubbed, and the spark ignited the oil rope, igniting a cluster of flames.
Wang Zhenqiu took a breath and blew it at Zeng Zijie vigorously. The qi he blew passed through the flames on the lighter, and the flames rose with the qi, just like the dragon breath of a western dragon, turning into a conical flame that spewed out.
However, the follow-up exercises from the Vulcan Sect may have the power of the dragon's breath. The fire that Wang Zhenqiu spewed out of the most basic exercises of the Vulcan Sect was just the most common flame, and at most it was as powerful as the flame of a household gas stove.
Zeng Zijie swept the stone spear in his hand, but the slender stone spear swung a strong wind, and the gust of wind pushed the flames back.
But I saw a figure jumping out of the flame, like a carp leaping over a dragon gate, more like a stone monkey was born, with a long stick in his hand like Zeng Zijie, but unlike Zeng Zijie, this stick is It is condensed by the innate energy of the human body, and has the same nature as the light whip condensed by the golden light mantra.
When contacting Xia Liuqing this time, Wang Zhenqiu stared at the magical godhead mask in his hand. Wang Zhenqiu is more comprehensive than the whole. 's transaction.
The godhead mask uses people to play gods, thereby borrowing power and supernatural powers from gods.
But people's own character limits the gods that everyone can play. A dignified person can't play Nezha's mischief, a person who escapes can't play King Tota, and a wretched person can't play the majesty of the Jade Emperor. How can one go against his nature? The essence of the show.
When Xia Liu was young, he focused on Erlang God, and now he is also playing the door god Wei Chi Gong when he is old. Because he fits in with these two gods, he was called a villain when he was young, and he was arrogant and arrogant. Xuan's image of Erlang God of Guan Jiangguchi.
As for the door god, maybe it's because he guarded the door of Grandma Jinfeng for decades?
And the god that fits with Wang Zhenqiu's naughty and curious temperament,
"Nie Barrier! Eat me a stick!"
Wang Zhenqiu exclaimed one of the most famous lines of Monkey King, waving an air stick, and then falling down, he used a stroke of Taishan to press the top and hit Zeng Zijie's Tianling Gai with all his might.
The qi stick in his hand seemed to be a solid stick made of heavy steel.
Unexpectedly, Zeng Zijie came first, blocking Wang Zhenqiu's mighty blow, and then with his arms, he hit Wang Zhenqiu back.
Wang Zhenqiu felt as if he had hit a mountain, and the mountain began to move towards him.
When the mountain moves, it becomes a meteorite falling from the horizon, seemingly slow but with an unstoppable momentum.
Seeing that Zeng Zijie's strength was amazing, far exceeding his estimation, Wang Zhenqiu made a decisive decision. Before Zeng Zijie could counterattack, he used Zeng Zijie's strength to turn a somersault in the air, moved away from him, and returned to the beginning. situation.
Wang Zhenqiu played a stick shadow and looked at Zeng Zijie: "You savage god, you are so powerful!"
"Monkey King?" Zeng Zijie said, looking at the mask of the Monkey King that Wang Zhenqiu was wearing.
"It's your grandfather and me."
Although the last blow did not prevail, Wang Zhenqiu did not admit defeat.
Wang Zhenqiu didn't have the same oil-colored magic weapon as Xia Liuqing, so he couldn't draw a face for himself with qi in an instant, so he could only prepare a mask for himself in the county town. Naturally, such a mask was not drawn with qi. The face mask is flexible, unable to express the essence of the gods, fully exerting the power of the godhead mask, but it is faster and can be used as an emergency measure in a short time.
Wang Zhenqiu thought to himself: 'Fortunately, I have just acquired this method, I want to try it first and see if it can be used, otherwise if I want to fight in close quarters as usual, I am afraid that I am not the opponent of this savage god, who came from such a big god. strength? '
"This battle is not easy to fight."
(End of this chapter)
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