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Chapter 301 The Saint King
"This is Fenglin Town?"

An old man with a sense of immortality stepped into Fenglin Town, as if appearing out of nowhere, even the people around didn't notice that there was an extra person.

Looking at the tranquility of Fenglin Town, the old man said with emotion: "It is indeed a good place to cultivate the body and mind, and it has not been affected by the war at all."

"'In these years, the Great Teachers of the Northern Territory did not dare to invade our Great Xia, and Mr. Fang has made great contributions!"

Although Fenglin Town is poor, the people here do not have the panic and tension of war chaos on their faces.

The old man came to the private school along the street, and walked directly into the private school, but saw a monk playing with the chess record, and he was actually playing chess with himself.

Seeing this, the old man hurriedly cupped his hands, "I've seen Shuai Qin!"

This monk is Qin Jihu, one of the Three Sages of the Great Xia.

Qin Jihu glanced at the old man, smiled and said: "I dare not be a national teacher, you are the Holy Lord of the Tianshu Holy Land, a national teacher with power over the government and the public!"

"Qin Shuai made fun of him!"

The old man, that is, the national teacher, is quite helpless. Qin Shuai has a violent temper, and the entire government and the public know that when he becomes violent, he doesn't even give Xia Huang face. , the prime minister, the Duke of the Kingdom, will fight as expected.Smoke directly in public without giving any face.

He didn't want to offend this person. He came to Fenglin Town this time just to ask Mr. Fang for an explanation and to return the captured saint.

It's not that he's afraid of this handsome tiger, but that he doesn't want to entangle and fight with it.

However, the national teacher looked around, but did not find Mr. Fang, so he asked curiously: "Dare to ask Shuai Qin, why is Mr. Fang not seen?"

Qin Jihu pinched a finger, was thinking about the next step, was interrupted by the national teacher, quite displeased, so he said casually: "You said that old fox has gone to the Holy Land of Tianshu!"

The national teacher's face changed slightly, "Mr. Fang went to the Holy Land?"

He suddenly had a bad premonition, the Great Xia Three Sages, Xia Huang is domineering, Qin Shuai is irritable, and Mr. Fang is vicious.

Many forces would rather face Emperor Xia and Shuai Qin directly than offend Mr. Fang.

If you offend Shuai Qin, you will be beaten at most, and if you offend Mr. Fang, he may kill your whole family.

Qin Jihu chuckled, revealing a mouthful of golden teeth.

He cultivated an indestructible golden body, not only his bones were golden, but even his teeth turned golden, as if cast by divine gold.

"The old fox is just such a disciple. You Tianshu Holy Land is shameless. People in the realm of the Holy Master actually attacked the juniors. Of course, the old fox will kill a group of people to express his anger for his disciples. If you rush back now, you may be able to save them." One or two."

The national teacher's face changed wildly, and he was no longer calm and calm.

"Obviously it was his disciple who first captured the saint of my Tianshu Holy Land, and he also shot and killed several holy masters of my Tianshu Holy Land, and he even blamed my Tianshu Holy Land!"

Qin Jihu put down the chess pieces, sat upright, stared at the national teacher, and said calmly: "Are you angry with me, or are you questioning me, or do you want me to go to the Tianshu Holy Land as well?"

The corners of the national teacher's eyes twitched, and his eyes shone with divine light. Only then did he realize that the tiger in front of him was not easy to mess with, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't dare, I lost my composure!"

He was so angry that he came to trouble the old fox in a fit of rage. After all, it was the old fox's disciple who captured the saintess of his Tianshu Holy Land, and the old fox also shot and killed several holy masters of the Tianshu Holy Land.

He came to ask for an explanation, but he learned that the other party had already gone to the Tianshu Holy Land first.

It just doesn't make sense!
At this moment, he was so anxious that he could only hurry back to Tianshu Holy Land.

"Don't bother Qin Shuai Yaxing, I have to go back to the Holy Land first!"

After the words fell, the national teacher disappeared in place.

Qin Jihu shook his head and continued to think about the chess game.

……

Tianshu Holy Land, one of the seven ancient holy lands in the world, has existed for tens of thousands of years.

The green hills are towering, surrounded by mist, and there are thousand-foot waterfalls hanging down from the top of the hills, splashing bursts of thin clouds, and the green water flows around the mountains, lush and beautiful.

The spring water is bubbling, the flowers are blooming like a brocade, the vegetation is abundant, the aura is drifting, the water is misty, and the temples are ethereal. It is really a fairyland.

It's just such a beautiful scenery, but no one appreciates it. The people in the Tianshu Holy Land all look resentful and sad.

All because yesterday, an uninvited guest came to the top of Tianshu Sacred Mountain to enjoy the sunset.

Such a place as the Tianshu Holy Land, how could anyone be allowed to climb up at will. After scolding, that person actually came in and killed all the way from the outside of the Holy Land to the top of the Holy Mountain.

Blood flowed into rivers, and bones were everywhere.

The man stood on the top of the mountain, facing the sunset, and fought against the seven most powerful saints of the holy land.

The holy blood dyed the holy mountain red and met the setting sun, forming a dark red and poignant picture.

However, that person did not leave, because he still wanted to watch the sunrise tomorrow.

That person is Mr. Fang.

This night, the entire Tianshu Holy Land was trembling.

That person is too powerful, standing on the top of the mountain, overlooking the entire Tianshu Holy Land.

As time passed and the stars moved, the figure of that person did not move even once, nor did he intend to leave.

This night was very long, and to the people of Tianshu Holy Land, it seemed to have no end.

The entire Tianshu Holy Land was panicked.

At this time, several venerables from the Tianshu Holy Land stepped forward to salute, "It is my honor for the Tianshu Holy Land to come to the Tianshu Holy Land, and it also makes the Tianshu Holy Land glorious. The senior appreciates the face and moves."

They lowered their stance, tried their best to flatter Mr. Fang, and wanted to send Mr. Fang away. Even if Mr. Fang killed seven of their saints and slaughtered them all the way from the mountain gate to the top of the mountain, they endured it.

However, Mr. Fang kept looking at the sky, into the depths of the distant starry sky, and did not respond to them, as if he regarded him as air.

Several venerables froze there. This was not humiliation, but complete disregard.

They are simply not qualified to talk to Mr. Fang.

Several people's bodies were chilling, and they felt a huge gap.

The Venerable One can suppress a region of heaven and earth, comprehend the Dao, have an unlimited lifespan, open up a great religion, establish a kingdom of God, possess great supernatural powers, unpredictable means, cover the sky with his hands, and cover the earth with his hands, and is revered as the supreme power.

But at the moment, in the eyes of Mr. Fang, they are like a group of ants, and they are not even qualified to talk to them.

Mr. Fang didn't deliberately contempt, but this kind of different levels of vision and ignoring attitude made their hearts even colder.

Everyone in Tianshu Holy Land felt that they were people of two levels, the difference between ants and gods, so they were ignored.

They want to be angry, but they are powerless, which is an inexplicable sadness.

Therefore, this night was very long, as if it had no end. This was a catastrophe for the Tianshu Holy Land. No one knew what would happen tomorrow, whether he would leave after the sunrise.

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