Strange world, I can seal the gods

Chapter 318 Saints come
Ying Xiong was a little dumbfounded looking at Mizhu who was so angry.

Mi Zhu was lying on the bed and had already fallen into a coma, his whole body was like a silk, and he seemed to be able to swallow a breath of immortal energy at any time, and then he drove west.

Counting on Mi Zhu to save Yan Qu, it would be better to fight to the death by himself.

Ying Xiong wanted to save him, but he didn't dare.

That is the disciple of Li Shengren, not to mention his strength is all-powerful, but he is also a rare top master in the world. Even if he fights with Gongnanbei, he will never lose without thirty or fifty moves.

But after Yan Qu went to the small rice shop, he didn't even hit a single wave.

To be more precise, it was like sinking into the sea.

There was no movement at all.

It was as if Yan Qu didn't even have a chance to fight back.

Even if Yan Qu is like this, what's more, compared with Yan Qu's cultivation base, the difference between him and Yan Qu can be called heaven and earth.

"Damn it, what kind of horror is there in the rice shop that traps Yan Qu in it. Now that Yan Qu is trapped in it, but I am intact, isn't it... isn't it... even if it is a holy man, don't say it What, but can the sage Gongyang spare me? Yan Qu is alive and well, if Yan Qu is gone, I must be buried with him.” Ying Xiong was sent by the sage Gongyang to preside over the overall situation in Daliang, and was responsible for suppressing old Confucian scholars. Wisdom is naturally needless to say.

Even if he wasn't as clever as a monster, he could still be called the top in the world.

He is not stupid, of course he can distinguish the situation.

Saint Gongyang follows Saint Li wholeheartedly, and is Saint Li's most loyal little fan, otherwise he wouldn't be tough on Saint Meng for Saint Li.

At the risk of offending Saint Meng, he personally went down to suppress and encircle an old Confucian scholar.

How to do?
At this time, Ying Xiong's claws were numb, and he wandered around the house for a long time, looking at the angry Mizhu, and finally his heart broke, and he stomped into the street.

It was quiet late at night, but the streets were still full of traffic. Ying Xiong shuttled among the lanterns, walking back and forth along the way, and finally came to Cui Yu's rice shop.

Cui Yu's rice shop has opened again, even in the middle of the night, it is still continuously providing corn to the people in Daliang City.

Ying Xiong stood in the shadows, his eyes looked at the rice shop where the red lanterns hung high, and his whole face showed a serious look.

The seriousness of the matter exceeded his expectations.

There was no trace of fighting at all, and the whole Mipu was very quiet, and even the building walls were not damaged.

Quiet!

Peaceful!

Looking at the gods and demons that were constantly being distributed, and the ancient gods and demons that appeared in Kunlun Mountains a few days ago, Ying Xiong suddenly trembled, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes.

With so much god and demon rice, even saints would be squeezed dry, and I am afraid that only those ancient gods and demons can not care about the consumption of divine power.

God and devil!
Behind this rice shop is an ancient god and demon!

Countless fears circulated in Ying Xiong's heart: "What is the old Confucian scholar's ability to ask gods and demons to support him?"

Ying Xiong stood in front of the rice shop, his eyes were full of fear, and even his body was trembling.His mind was spinning desperately, thinking about how to rescue Yan Qu from the rice shop.

No matter how bad it is, we must know Yan Qu's life and death.

Just based on the letter Yan Qu left him, he felt that it was impossible to ask his saint to show mercy.

What Ying Xiong is thinking about now is how to pick himself out.

Countless thoughts flickered in Ying Xiong's mind. From the dark night to the sun, suddenly an inspiration flashed in his mind: "I'm so stupid, I can ask the saint Li to speak and plead with the saint Gongyang. I just want to send a letter to the saint Li At that time, if you behave well in front of the Saint Li, you will definitely win the favor of the Saint Li, and then leave a good impression in front of the Saint Li. At that time, the Saint Li will definitely intercede for me."

"Senior brother!" At this moment, a shout came from a distance, and the disciples of Gongyang Academy came over: "Senior brother, why are you here? We stayed with you overnight. Last night, the servant at your house said You didn't return all night, we were so worried, we thought you were harmed by that Gongnanbei."

At this moment, a group of disciples from Gongyang Academy ran over.

Looking at the disciples of Gongyang Academy, Ying Xiong shook his head: "You don't have to worry about me, you all go back."

At this moment, suddenly the colorful clouds flowed outside Daliang City, and a lavender flickered between the sky and the earth. Ying Xiong looked at the lavender, and his eyes brightened:

"The sage is coming, follow me quickly to meet him."

"Brother, how do you know that a saint is coming?" The disciple of Gongyang Academy was taken aback.

"My family's ancestors used to be bloodlined, but it's a pity that the bloodline has been passed down from generation to generation, and the bloodline has gradually become lonely. In my generation, I only awakened the technique of watching Qi." Ying Xiong said.

"Even if a sage comes, I don't know which sage it is, so what's the use of going?" said the Gongyang Academy disciple.

"I have seen the cloud of the saint Li before. It must be the saint Li. Follow me to meet the saint Li. Now we can only ask the saint Li to come forward." Ying Xiong rushed into the crowd while talking.

Inside Cui Yu's three shops
Gong Nanbei, who was nibbling on a steamed bun, suddenly raised his head, looked outside Daliang City with his eyes, and subconsciously grasped the scabbard beside him.

"What's wrong?" Cui Yu sensed Gong Nanbei's nervousness.

Gong Nanbei shook his head, and put down the steamed buns: "Some shameless old guys are here, and they are going to do something fair and square."

"You wait for me here, and you must keep an eye on the food store." Gong Nanbei lifted the scabbard and disappeared into a ray of light.

Looking at the back of Gongnanbei going away, Cui Yu's pupils narrowed, and murderous intent was brewing in the flickering eyes: "Is there trouble?"

"You wait here." The teacher ordered, but the person disappeared.

Cui Yu stood on the pavilion, watching the crowd of people coming and going, and began to temper the muscles, bones and membranes in his body.

Daliang City Gate

Several figures appeared out of thin air, and the place where they stood, the rolling crowd was affected by an inexplicable force, and they couldn't help avoiding it.

Several saints turned a blind eye to the rolling crowd.

"Meng Shengren, did you do it yourself, or should we do it?" Shi Zi looked at Meng Shengren.

"A disciple of my Haoran lineage is naturally verified by my Haoran lineage. Even if he betrays the spirit of my Haoran lineage, he is still a disciple of my Haoran lineage. No one is qualified to deal with it except my Haoran lineage. "Meng Shengren looked at Li Shengren with a pair of eyes, and his voice was full of cruelty.

While speaking, he strode forward and disappeared into the crowd.

The rest of the saints also followed into the city when they saw it.

It's just that when he saw the traffic in the city, and the chapters imprinted on the carriages and clothes, the saint could not help but change color.

"Good article! What a short essay!" Gongsun Long, a famous sage, looked at the words and couldn't help but praise them.

"Everyone, do you know who wrote the article? Such an article must be a holy place." Tang Zhou added fuel to the side, raised his eyelids, and quietly looked at the saint.

But I saw the face of the holy man gloomy: "This article is similar to Haoran's lineage, but it is different from Haoran's lineage's "nature is good", this article expounds that human nature is "false", and pays attention to "the beginning of human beings, nature is false" You need to get rid of the false and preserve the true in order to see the Dao. It is not in the same vein as Hao Ran. I am afraid that the old Confucian scholar is the only one who has such thoughts in the world."

As the words of the sage fell, everyone looked at the grand river with their eyes. Wisps of grandeur flowed through Daliang City, turned into spiritual food, reverberated between the heaven and the earth, and poured into the flower bud in the grand river.

"That old Confucian scholar is a bit interesting, but unexpectedly, he actually made a way out of it." Fo Lao couldn't help but praise him.

"So what if you become enlightened? If the road goes astray and you take refuge in the court of the Great Zhou Dynasty, it will only be a catastrophe for us." With a gloomy face, Li Shengren cursed secretly in his heart: "Gongyang Academy is How did things work? There was such a big mistake? It gave the old Confucian scholars a chance to discuss the Dao."

"Let's go, let's go and see if there is anything tricky in the old Confucian scholar's courtyard. We will know when we see it." Bai Yuzun showed a gloating expression at this time.

A group of people looked at each other and followed Meng Shengren.

In the courtyard of the old Confucian scholar's Baicao House, Gong Nanbei held the scabbard in his arms and stroked the scabbard lightly, but he heard the scabbard whistling softly, emitting one after another, as if a peerless sword was conceived in it.

outside the dilapidated alley
Meng Shengren looked at the scriptures on the street, and for some reason suddenly felt a pain in his heart.

Has the former Tianjiao disciple been reduced to the point of being ostracized and cast aside by scholars all over the world?Even if you want to publish an article, do you have to use such means?

Meng Shengren was indescribably sad.

That is the pride of his awe-inspiring lineage!It once carried the hope of the entire Haoran lineage!

"It's a crooked idea, but it is very effective. But this kind of crooked idea is not something that my rotten disciple, the elm lump head, can come up with." Countless thoughts flashed in Meng Shengren's mind.

Following the faint induction of Qi, he came to the dilapidated alley.

Looking at the muddy alley, an indescribable stench came to the nostrils.The smell of chicken excrement, dogs, pigs and other animals mixed together, almost made Meng Shengren vomit out his stomach.

Meng Shengren took a deep breath: "It's really difficult! As long as you turn around, as long as you open your mouth and say, Master, I was wrong, you can return to the academy. But why don't you? Why don't you speak? I would rather Are you still refusing to open your mouth after enduring such pain?"

Looking at the mud mixed with all kinds of animal feces on the ground, Meng Shengren didn't use his supernatural powers, but just like an ordinary person, he dipped into the mud with his feet.

Walking through the muddy alley, looking at the gates of every house, I finally came to the gate of the old Confucian scholar.

The door was opened, and Gong Nanbei held the scabbard in his arms, wisps of sword energy frantically gathered in his eyes.

Meng Shengren saw Gong Nanbei, and Gong Nanbei also saw Meng Shengren.

"You want to see my husband?" The scabbard in Gong Nanbei's embrace fell and he grabbed it in his hand.

"Fair fight Gongnanbei?" Meng Shengren landed on Gongnanbei, his pupils showed a serious look.

This is definitely one of the most difficult characters in the world.

No matter who it is, when facing him, as long as the cultivation base is higher than the opponent, they will automatically fall to three realms.

Just ask if you are afraid of it!
A fair fight is just a satire by people in the arena.

"I prefer others to call me the number one swordsman in the world." Gong Nanbei replied indifferently.

"The number one swordsman in the world?" Meng Shengren had a strange expression, as if he had seen something worthy of ridicule.

Gong Nanbei, the number one swordsman in the world, is probably the only one who knows how much moisture he has.

Hearing that Gong Nanbei called himself the number one swordsman in the world, Meng Shengren couldn't help but twitched, and then his eyes shifted and fell on Gong Nanbei's scabbard.

In a sense, Gongnanbei is indeed the number one sword in the world, there is nothing wrong with that!
But is it really okay to say so straightforwardly?
Meng Shengren looked at Gongnanbei, and cursed secretly in his heart: "Fuck you."

If someone in the world is really cheating, then Meng Shengren feels that the one who cheating must be Gong Nanbei.

Needless to say the first natal supernatural power: balance.

Those whose cultivation base was higher than his realm were forcibly knocked down three realms, falling on the same level as him.

People with lower cultivation levels than him are not his opponents at all.

Relying on his disgusting balancing ability, Gong Nanbei has made a big name in the whole world.

Although Gong Nanbei had just entered the disaster and broke into the seventh realm, but people who were in the eighth and ninth realms felt their scalps go numb when they saw Gong Nanbei.

As long as one's cultivation has climbed up, he will never want to try the feeling of suffocation and weightlessness when his cultivation level falls.

The second supernatural power of Gongnanbei is the sword sealing technique.

As long as Gong Nanbei collects the sword and seals it into his body with a secret method, then Gong Nanbei's comprehension in the way of swordsmanship will naturally increase.

In other words, as long as there are enough swords sealed by Gongnanbei and the quality of the sealed swords is good enough, then Gongnanbei's kendo cultivation base will increase out of thin air, and even reach the peak.

Listen, does it look like the protagonist in a novel?
As long as you get the sword, you can get the blessing of swordsmanship and proper protagonist treatment.

As for the flamboyant scabbard in Gongnanbei's arms, it is not a scabbard at all, but a part of Gongnanbei's swordsmanship.

It is said that within the scabbard, there is a world of swords.

As long as you keep looking for the peerless divine sword and betting on it, you can continuously enhance the power of the world inside the scabbard.

In a sense, Gongnanbei is indeed worthy of the title of Kendo No.1.

Others practice swords because of their own hard work.As for Gong Nanbei's sword practice, God directly fed him with a spoon.

That's why Gongnanbei coveted that innate sword.

"Everyone in the world thinks that my kendo attainments come from heaven, but they don't know that I, Gong Nanbei, worked hard day and night to realize it." Gong Nanbei sighed, his eyes full of emotion.

Meng Shengren didn't want to speak, but looked through the north and south of the palace, looking at the old sour Confucian's room.

"Mr. is in closed door enlightenment, no one can disturb him." Gong Nanbei said with a smile.

Although it was a smile, every eyebrow on a pair of eyebrows seemed to be turned into a sharp sword, and the sharp sword energy shot up into the sky. It seemed that even the grass and trees in the yard were possessed by the sword energy, and the whole small The courtyard turned into a world of swords.

(End of this chapter)