The heavens start from Liuyue City

Chapter 9
On the first day Wang Ai disappeared, no one cared.

Even if you don't count the huge power represented by the Wang family, but Wang Ai himself, not many people would dare to provoke him in the alien world, so disappearing for a day will naturally not arouse too many associations.

In the auditorium, everyone was discussing yesterday's battle and today's duel.

"President Feng, is the one below you the son?" The benevolent, kind-eyed old celestial master asked the person beside him.

"Haha, it's the dog, which made the old master laugh." Feng Zhenghao laughed.

The old celestial master twirled his long beard: "President Feng is too modest, it's not easy to make it to the top [-] of the conference."

"That depends on who you compare with." Feng Zhenghao smiled and shook his head, "The other party is younger than him, but his strength is no longer on the same level!"

Feng Shayan on the side snorted softly: "Father, don't look down on the younger brother too much, although his strength is a little weaker than other players, but if the opponent is that Shen Ye, hmph... the result will be hard to say !"

Although she said this to Feng Zhenghao, her eyes were fixed on Huayue who was not far away, obviously brooding over yesterday's failure.

However, Huayue completely ignored her words and just watched the arena wholeheartedly.

Feng Shayan couldn't hold back on her face: "Hey, I said you..."

At this moment, Feng Xingtong's shy voice came from the arena: "My Feng family has a family-renowned unique art called Ju Ling Dispatch General, which can restrain all spirits in the world. If you don't want to lose inexplicably, It's better not to use the ability you used yesterday."

Hearing what my brother said, Feng Shayan in the auditorium was struck by lightning, and she looked like she was on the verge of collapse: "This idiot, how could he vent his bottom as soon as he came up?"

But before she finished speaking, she heard Shen Ye's voice from below: "It's okay, I'm also a little curious about the ability to restrain spirits, why don't you let me see how you plan to restrain it."

"Eh, eh?" Feng Shayan was dumbfounded, are they both fools?
Feng Zhenghao pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose: "Shayan, you underestimated Xingtong this time, he has been observing that little brother for a long time, and knows that with the other party's arrogance, making such a choice is an inevitable result !"

"Is that so..." Feng Shayan suddenly realized, and then looked at Huayue with a little complacency, "Although your friend is strong, but his brain doesn't seem to be very good, my brother, such a clumsy general, can't see it! "

Hua Yue, who was concentrating on watching the game, suddenly turned her head, the cold light in her eyes made Feng Shayan feel a little faint inexplicably: "I, did I say something wrong?"

Huayue closed her eyes, calmed down, and then said: "When you use mortal thinking to speculate on the realm of gods, it is already a joke."

"God?" The corners of Feng Shayan's mouth twitched a few times, "It was my mistake to argue with a fan like you."

On the arena, seeing the phantom of yesterday's figure gradually appearing behind Shen Ye, Feng Xingtong put away the "innocent" smile on his face, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, although the means are a bit despicable, but I want to do it here. At the end of the Great Ritual Festival, I have to obtain more powerful power, so please lend me a few days for you, Dao Ling, and I will definitely return it to you after the conference is over! Ju Ling dispatched generals, come here!"

Accompanied by Feng Xingtong's shout, everyone in the auditorium looked at the field expectantly.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...the situation on the court did not change at all.

A gust of cold wind blew by, crows wailed in the sky, and the atmosphere seemed a bit awkward.

"Huh? Something happened?"

"Is it over yet?"

"Is this the trick of a master? It's so powerful, I can't even see the slightest trace!"

Feng Xingtong's complexion changed slightly, realizing that something was wrong: "Come here, come here for me!"

Under Feng Xingtong's horrified gaze, Shen Ye commented calmly: "Is this the general sent by Juling? It's interesting."

Seeing that Shen Ye was still able to speak as if nothing had happened, Feng Xingtong's face changed drastically, and he turned on the output power of Qi in his body to the maximum: "Come here, come here quickly!"

With him as the center, an invisible aura waved around like ripples, and even everyone in the auditorium felt a faint feeling of their souls being pulled.

"What power is this?"

"My head hurts so much, what's going on?"

There were terrified voices all around, but Shen Ye in the center of the aura was like a breeze blowing on his face, his expression did not change at all.

"It can actually shake my control a little bit. Although it's just a little bit, it's already very rare. It's indeed the ability that contains the law!" A strange color flashed in Shen Ye's eyes. He actually saw the law contained in this mortal world. It's no wonder that in the original trajectory, yesterday's big snake was forcibly subdued by the general sent by Ju Ling.

"Unfortunately, it doesn't have much use for me!" Shen Ye shook his head slightly. Although spells containing laws are rare in this world, they are not so precious to him. They are techniques that contain laws, so the source of their birth is worth exploring!"

If he remembers correctly, the eight people who claim to have created the Eight Miraculous Skills should not be said to be extremely talented. Even Zhang Zhiwei, the celestial masters of Longhu Mountain, and the ancestors of Yuhua in history have not created such miraculous skills. Why did they create such a technique that should not belong to this world?
When Shen Ye was exuding associations, Feng Xingtong's face was pale, and he looked at the phantom like a rock in disbelief. The general who is always harmful to the soul has failed?

Seeing that the opponent stopped attacking, Shen Ye raised his head: "Have you finished attacking? Then it will be my turn next, watch it, this is called... Juling dispatching generals!"

Under Feng Xingtong's unbelievable gaze, he saw Shen Ye's right hand move, and the soul lodged in him flew over uncontrollably.

Feng Xingtong looked at this scene hesitantly, and murmured to himself: "This, this is the general sent by Juling? Impossible, how could it be like this?"

"Of course it's not Juling dispatching generals." Shen Ye thought to himself.

This is actually a sorcery developed by successive high priests after Liuyue City went astray—we have helped God Shennong protect Jumu for so many years, so it’s not too much to borrow a little bit of incense, right?Since God Shen Nong did not respond, we will take it as your acquiescence.

This witchcraft was not too much at first, it was just a sneaky "embezzlement of public funds", but after Shen Ye developed it, it directly developed into a great supernatural power to exorcise gods and ghosts.

In a sense, this supernatural power is actually similar to the usage of Ju Ling Dispatch General, but the effect is much more domineering than that of Ju Ling Dispatch. Not to mention ghost spirits, even gods and earth are restrained by it. The Lord's faith and incense can be taken away.

Of course, in the world of gods and Buddhas in his previous life, he only dared to "borrow" the power of the Great God Shennong occasionally. If he really wanted to abuse it, he would have been killed by the gods long ago.

　Thanks for the 500 rewards from Shuan Zhuan's book friends.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)