Strange world, I can seal the gods

Chapter 310

Hearing the wailing, Ying Xiong couldn't help asking.

"Old Mr. Gongyang Yu, he has transformed into the mighty river!" Gao Dasheng said in a sad voice.

"What?" Ying Xiong shook his body when he heard the words, his eyes were full of disbelief: "Guardian Gao, do you know what you are talking about? You can't joke about this kind of thing."

"I saw this with my own eyes. What's more, I have brought back Mr. Gongyang Yu's relics and remnants." Gao Dasheng's eyes were filled with tears, and his eyes were full of grief.

Gao Dasheng is the protector of the Three Rivers Gang, responsible for dealing with the major forces in Daliang City, and he is naturally familiar with the disciples of Gongyang Academy.

Gongyang Academy is a powerful force spanning eight vassal states. Gao Dasheng became the protector of the Three Rivers Gang, so he naturally wanted to come here to pay homage to the pier.

While speaking, Gao Dasheng took out the remains of Gong Yangyu and the smashed corpse.

"Master! Who is it? Who harmed you!"

Seeing Gongyang Yu's relics, as well as the familiar clothes on Gongyang Yu's body, and the unique Qi training method of Gongyang Academy still circulating in his body, Ying Xiong and other disciples burst into tears and wanted to go crazy.

"Who is it? Who harmed you?" Gao Dasheng scolded angrily.

"It's Cui Yu." Gao Dasheng said beside him.

Gao Dasheng didn't say much, and directly explained all the details, embellishing them.

Now he is more and more aware that something is wrong, and he feels that something is wrong with Cui Yu, wishing he could kill Cui Yu.

This grandson has gone through countless calamities, but he is getting more and more cheerful.

But now Gao Dasheng was afraid, he was afraid to face Cui Yu directly.

Hearing Gao Dasheng's words, all the disciples of Gongyang Academy were stunned.

Immediately, anger welled up in his heart.

Was crushed to death by a mountain?It's too suffocating to die.

According to Gao Dasheng's words, Cui Yu used all kinds of schemes and tricks to kill Gong Yangyu alive, and his death was extremely tragic.

Cui Yu?

Who is Cui Yu?

That unknown person could actually kill his master from the Gongyang Academy?

Gao Dasheng didn't want to say any more, because if you say too much, you will lose, so you don't want to repeat too much.

With the power of Gongyang Academy, it is not difficult to find Cui Yu.

"Brother Dao, condolences!" Gao Dasheng patted the other party's shoulder.

"Go, find Cui Yu for me, I want to know all the information about Cui Yu. Also, quickly report to the General Academy, saying that Mr. has been killed, and invite the masters from the academy to come to Daliang City to take charge of the overall situation." Ying Xiong roared.

Some disciples went to investigate and deal with it, and Ying Xiong was left to tidy up Gong Yangyu's body.

Gao Dasheng expressed his condolences, then turned and left. His relationship with Gongyang Academy was not close in the first place.

"Senior brother, people from Lisheng's lineage came to ask, what should we do about the things in the city?" Just when Ying Xiong was in great grief, a disciple came to report.

"The old Confucian scholar is acting like this, so what can I do? I am just a scholar, not an official of the court." Ying Xiong gradually recovered his composure at this time: "The easiest way is to ask the Lord of Daliang to issue a ban and arrest him , the matter was resolved naturally. I will go to see the Lord of Daliang! You are waiting here for the master of Gongyang Academy! The old Confucian scholar suddenly took out so much rice, and he was able to take out so much rice. There are only a handful of forces behind him, and there must be Someone made a move, maybe it was from Haoran's lineage. If Haoran's lineage really made an attack, this has already involved the dispute of Dao veins, and it is not something that my Gongyang Academy can handle with a single lineage."

"Wait a few more days, and I'll see if the old Confucian scholar can last for seven days. If he can last for seven days, it must be Haoran's lineage." Ying Xiong's voice was full of seriousness.

Time passed little by little, one day passed, and there was a lot of traffic in front of the rice shop.

The second day passed, and the atmosphere in front of the rice shop was hot.

On the third day, people from the surrounding villages heard the news and rushed from all directions, blocking the entire street, and the team lined up for more than ten miles.

Cui Yu hired more than a hundred people to distribute rice and noodles continuously, and shifted shifts day and night.

the seventh day

The food shop still showed no sign of decreasing, Ying Xiong couldn't sit still, his eyes were full of coldness.

"How much rice noodles does he have? Even if it is enough to support an army of 10 people. Where did the old sour scholar get the rice noodles? Could it be that Haoran's lineage made a move? Haoran's lineage secretly helped? But Haoran's lineage is not being taken advantage of." There are many factions in the Haoran Academy, and it is absolutely impossible to pay such a price for the old Confucian scholars. But besides the Haoran Academy, who would take advantage of this to help the old Confucian scholars?" Ying Xiong looked at the blocked street and couldn't help but gasp Qi: "It must be from the Haoran lineage! This is my chance! This is my chance!"

"If I can shine in this battle, I will definitely be in the sight of the sage, and I will be favored by the sage at that time." Ying Xiong took a deep breath.

"Has the academy master come?" Ying Xiong asked.

"Reply from the management, the academy is busy searching the mountains, and has no time to take care of the affairs of Daliang City. They say that people are dead anyway, so we can't delay the academy's search for treasures in the mountains." The junior brother replied.

"The master was killed by someone, and they just sit back and ignore it, ignoring the master's life for the sake of the treasure, it's too much." Ying Xiong trembled.

"Where's Cui Yu? Do you know about Cui Yu?" Ying Xiong asked again.

"I only heard people say that the Mi family and the Wu family seemed to have been wiped out! But now with the chaos in Daliang City, where is there any trace of Cui Yu? Moreover, it is said that Cui Yu is just an ordinary person, and our master has already canceled his life and death registration. Open the longevity lock, why is Cui Yu still alive when the master is dead?"

Ying Xiong was silent when he heard the words: "You continue to track down Cui Yu's information."

"I want to see Tomson! I want to see Tomson!"

Ying Xiong broke a wine bowl, then hurried downstairs, all the way to the City Lord's Mansion.

Tang Chen was sitting at the table, quietly looking at the corn in front of him in a daze.

"Did you see anything?" Tomson seemed to be talking to himself.

"This is not ordinary rice, this is supernatural rice." A chaotic and hazy voice sounded from Tang Chen's body.

"Supernatural rice?" Tang Chen was taken aback.

"The rice transformed by supernatural powers is very beneficial to Qi practitioners after eating it. It is comparable to hundreds of years old medicine." A strange voice came from Tang Chen's body.

"Hi~"

Tang Chen suddenly took a breath when he heard the words: "Supernatural power rice? Who has such a great supernatural power to transform so much rice? His divine blood and supernatural power don't cost money, and the strong wind can't do it? The other party has become a congenital god and demon." With so many magical meters, unless the Primordial Demon God is revived!"

Tomson gasped.

I have counted Qi practitioners all over the world, and I have one thing to say, who doesn't regard divine blood as a treasure?

Even if a saint has been able to enter the Dharma Realm and quickly replenish his divine power with the help of the chaos in the Dharma Realm, he still has to work hard to extract the divine power from the chaos, which is also a time-consuming and labor-intensive process.

Even a saint would not be so extravagant as to convert divine power into a pile of useless rice.

But Cui Yu turned his supernatural power into rice grains, what kind of extravagance is this?How insane?

That is divine blood!
Qi practitioners cultivate supernatural powers, and if they want to supplement the consumption of divine blood, it also depends on time to grind them out little by little.

"Could it be that the old Confucian scholar is backed by the Primordial Demon God? Only the Primordial Demon God would not care about the consumption of divine power." Tang Chen recalled the sudden glimpse of the Primordial Demon God in Liangjie Mountain a few days ago, and faint ripples appeared in his heart. : "God and Demon Martial Arts Foundation Establishment."

Building the foundation of martial arts with gods and demons is a lifelong dream for any warrior or qi trainer in the world.

12 jin of strength is perfect, you can have the opportunity to comprehend the law of 'force', and have the opportunity to use force to enter the Tao.

Moreover, the strength of 12 catties is itself an inexhaustible supernatural power.

All the rules in the world, all supernatural powers, spells, and weirdness cannot be separated from the word 'force'.

The law of force is the foundation of all laws in the world, but it is also the purest and most powerful law in the world.

"My lord, the scholars of Gongyang Academy should beg to see you." Just as Tang Chen and his shadow were talking to themselves, they suddenly heard the voice of the guards outside the door.

Tang Chen frowned when he heard the words: "I just said that the old Confucian scholar came to him unexpectedly from Gongyang Academy."

"Call them in." Tang Chen hesitated for a while, and finally chose to meet.

Gongyang Academy belongs to the top five major forces in Confucianism, and the disciples of the Academy are all over the world, so it is not easy to provoke.

Moreover, the relationship between Gongyang Academy and the first sage, Li Shengren, is ambiguous. All things are followed by Li Shengren. Offending Gongyang Academy, in a sense, is tantamount to offending Li Shengren.

Although Tang Chen was the prince of Great Xia, he didn't dare to offend the powerful Confucianism.

Especially for Qi practitioners now that they have lost the restraint of ghosts and gods, this group of lunatics can do anything.

Before making Tang Chen wait long, Ying Xiong led the disciples of Gongyang Academy all the way to Tang Chen's residence.

Seeing Tang Chen sitting in the gazebo, Ying Xiong bowed respectfully: "Ying Xiong, a disciple of Gongyang Academy, pays his respects to Prince Tang."

"Don't be polite, sit down quickly. I and your master Gong Yangyu are inseparable, we are not outsiders." Tang Chen smiled and motioned for the other party to sit down.

He is an aristocrat, and a top aristocrat at that.

Looking at the 360 ​​five princes in Daxia, they can also be ranked in the top fifteen, and even higher, in the top ten.

Ying Xiong is just a disciple of Gongyang Academy. Although he is valued, he does not have a title. He is just a commoner. He, Tang Chen, can afford the other party's great gifts.

"I don't dare." Ying Xiong was very respectful to Tang Chen, so that no one could fault him.

"I'm here today because I have one thing I want to ask your lord for advice." Ying Xiong said.

"What's your business?" Tang Chen already knew why the other party came, but he still pretended not to know, waiting for the other party to speak first.

"Dare to ask my lord, the current Daliang City is in the hands of your lord?" Ying Xiong straight to the point.

Facing an old fox like Tang Chen who has seen the world, he must be straight to the point, which is more efficient.

"Nature is under my control." Tang Chen was unhurried and vague.

"Does your lord know what's going on in Daliang City now? That old Confucian scholar seems to be struggling to get ahead." Ying Xiong looked at Tang Chen with his eyes.

"I know." Tomson said unhurriedly.

"It's a Confucian consensus to not allow old Confucian scholars to stand out," Ying Xiong said.

"I know what you're saying, but as the lord of Daliang City, I can't do whatever I want? What clothes do people want to wear, what words do they want to print on their cars and poles, I can't force them to put their clothes on. Burn them all? It will spark a civil uprising! How will I command Daliang City then? No matter what method the old Confucian scholar uses, he will give the people of Daliang City a chance to survive. He has already won the hearts of the people of Daliang City. If I Cut off the livelihood of the people in Daliang City, guess what will happen? Although I am the lord of Daliang City, I can’t go against the general trend and go against the millions of people in Daliang City. If I wear it out, I will be ridiculed by the people all over the world. How should the common people think of me?" Tang Chen pushed all the responsibilities away.

"But this is the will of the saint li." Ying Xiong is not a fool, how could he not see the other party's evasion, so he couldn't help but move the saint li out at this time.

"If it is the will of the sage, you should invite the sage." Tang Chen said with a smile, "Even if it is the sage, there must be a reason. The people have a way of life, and I can't cut off the people's way of life."

Ying Xiong stared straight at Tang Chen with a pair of eyes, and then bowed respectfully: "The villain will leave."

Ying Xiong could see that Tang Chen didn't take himself seriously at all.

In other words, the weight of the Ram Academy brought out from his own mouth is too light.

Looking at the group of people walking away, Tang Chen shook his head: "It's just a group of juniors from Gongyang Academy, and they are worthy of pointing fingers in front of me?"

"It's almost the same old guy who changed the ram feathers! I don't know the heights of the sky and the earth." Tang Chen sneered and spit out the tea in his mouth.

If it weren't for Gong Yangyu's friendship with him, these people wouldn't even have the qualifications to meet him.

Ram Academy is powerful, but it depends on who says it.

It's like foreigners know the strength of the motherland, but it depends on who said it.Can you, a commoner, speak for the motherland?
You are a mere Yingxiong, can you represent Gongyang Academy?

Ying Xiong and his group walked out of the academy, the rest of the disciples of Gongyang Academy all had ugly complexions, and their eyes were full of embarrassment.

"Brother, this old guy Tomson is just an old oil pot, and he is playing Tai Chi with us. I think he just wants to indulge the old sour Confucianism. Otherwise, when something goes wrong in Daliang City, he will directly suppress it. How can it form the current scale? "A disciple cursed angrily.

Ying Xiong's face was ugly: "I was reckless. I never thought that this person would not give me face in Gongyang Academy. It's a pity that the master is not here, otherwise the situation would be much better if the master forced the palace."

"I'll settle accounts with this old fellow in the future, and now I should think of a way, how to stop the old sour Confucian's actions." Ying Xiong didn't have time to get angry, and his whole face was full of seriousness at this moment.

(End of this chapter)