Self-struggle starting from Douluo

Ever since the drunkard said "Heaven is on this side", Li Manman's face became serious.

When people usually say "God's destiny is in my hands", they are just casually pulling out some noble righteous ideas, or making self-affirmation based on their judgment of the situation.

But a drunkard is not an ordinary person, and ordinary people cannot command him.

In fact, when Li Manman saw the drunkard, he realized something was wrong, and now he was even more certain, saying, "She...didn't return to heaven?"

Who is she?
She is Sangsang, the goddess of heaven, and Haotian!

The drunkard was drinking wine instead of tea and said, "If it weren't for this, why would I come to guard the gate for the monk?"

"Really? A teacher is a teacher!"

Li slowly murmured, and said to Qing Huan: "I have to go!"

Haotian did not return to heaven. This news should have been top secret, but the drunkard used this news to force Li Manman into a panic.

The premise of "the goddess staying in the human world" was not taken into consideration in the academy's arrangements, so he had to pass this news to his fellow disciples.

Qing Huan comforted him, "Don't worry, Senior Brother, if the goddess is Haotian, she won't care whether Xiling wins or Tangguo wins, because Haotian is above us!
On the contrary, if the goddess leans towards Xiling, it means that she is not Haotian, but has human feelings. She is Sangsang, and will not harm the Tang Kingdom and the Academy! "

But this comfort obviously couldn't convince Li Manman, who said, "I have to go and inform them anyway."

Qing Huan sighed, pushed the Bai Na cassock in front of him, and said, "Speaking of which, everyone else in the academy is a senior brother, there are only two junior brothers, and I have never given a gift to the two junior brothers. I will trouble the eldest brother to give this cassock of mine to the eleventh junior brother."

Chen suddenly said: "Pipi is also your junior fellow apprentice, why not give it to him!"

Qing Huan shook his head and said, "I am just a poor monk, I don't have much to show for myself, I'll talk to Pi Pi when I have some money."

As he said this, he pushed the patchwork robe in front of Li Manman.

Li slowly stared at the cassock for a moment, put his hand on it, and said, "Okay, I will pass it on to Junior Brother Eleven."

Then he and his robes disappeared without a trace.

Chen put down his teacup and said, "He won't have a chance to pass it on."

After saying this, he disappeared.

In the distant sky, dull thunder could be heard faintly, which was the two men fighting without any distance.

The drunkard stood up, smiled and walked towards the door, saying, "The slowest one is not only the fastest, but also the most anxious!"

Qing Huan looked at him and said, "The one who lives the longest is always the first to die!"

Qinghuan wanted to buy time for his senior brother, but the drunkard used the news about the goddess to force Li Manman to leave in a hurry, disrupting Qinghuan's plan.

In such a short period of time, Li Manman was unable to recover much at all.

I just hope that my Wuliang cassock can make Second Brother and the others feel a little more relaxed.

……

The verdant and beautiful canyon turned into the most terrifying place in the world.

There are eleven people blocking the way of hundreds of thousands of troops.

The Xiling coalition forces are numerous experts, including not only the heads of various halls in Xiling, the high priest Ye Hongyu, nearly ten talisman masters, but also Liu Bai, the strongest man in the world!

Although practitioners are powerful, they are still human after all, and as long as they are human, they will get tired. Therefore, unless they are at the highest level of the five realms, practitioners in the five realms of the human world can definitely not be called invincible!
But the people in the back mountain of the academy, led by Jun Mo, blocked the advance of the Xiling coalition forces.

What kind of price was paid and what kind of killing was experienced can be seen by smelling the blood in the air.

Xiling used the simplest method, using human lives to pile up, until everyone in the academy was tired, and then sent in practitioners. When the practitioners were defeated, they used human lives to pile up again, and then sent in practitioners...

Even so, the masters of the Xiling coalition suffered heavy losses.

Ye Su, who traveled the world under Zhishou Temple, was defeated by Jun Mo's sword because Jun Mo was wearing armor made by his junior brothers.

Ye Hongyu also lost, but she didn't seem to care at all.

Even Liu Bai, the strongest man in the world, lost, and Jun Mo paid the price of an arm.

On the sixth day, everyone in the academy was almost exhausted, and even Jun Mo's iron sword was not as powerful as before.

The Xiling coalition forces still have hundreds of thousands of troops and a bunch of experts!
Li Manman finally appeared in front of his fellow apprentices at this time, covered in blood and with a collapsed shoulder. He only had time to throw his cassock to Mr. Eleven Wang Chi before disappearing in a hurry, not even bothering to say a word to his fellow apprentices.

The temple master Chen then appeared, took a look at the cassock held by Wang Chi, sighed, and said, "He still handed it over. He grew up too fast."

After saying this, he disappeared, and before leaving, he drew a sword towards the king.

The fact that he still had enough energy to attack during the endless pursuit showed Li Manman's disadvantage.

……

Many people saw the temple master draw his sword, and many people also saw the tattered robe in Wang Chi’s hand, and they also knew who the robe originally belonged to.

Liu Bai, who was seriously injured by Jun Mo, sat up straight instantly and said to the Sword Pavilion disciples around him: "If others can block the master's sword, then the academy will win this battle. If they can't block it, then the academy will lose!"

Ye Hongyu was also shocked for a moment, and said to his subordinates: "If I ask the army to withdraw, will they listen to me?"

There is no doubt that the generals commanding the army will not listen. Even the second master of the academy has been exhausted. How could he retreat just because of a cassock?

Wang Chi held the cassock in his hands, head lowered, not knowing what he was thinking, and seemed not to see the Taoist sword coming towards him.

But the other people in the academy stood in front of him at the same time and put up a last-ditch effort with their strength.

The Taoist sword was wrapped by countless auras, its speed slowed down, and finally with a hissing sound, it pierced deeply into a piece of yellow sand.

The sand table that Fourth Senior Brother never leaves behind is the river and mountain plate!

He held up the sand table, his face was pale, his whole body was shaking violently, and blood was gradually flowing from his lips.

Although it was miserable, he finally carried the sword of the temple master... The price was that he had to carry the sword with him until he could no longer hold on!
Wang Chi finally raised his head, smiled bitterly and said to everyone: "Teacher always said that Brother Shang has a lot of truth in his mind... I finally understand how much truth he has in his mind!"

Because he often thinks about many truths, although he doesn't have as many as he wants, he is close.

Some of the principles are even similar.

Then he grabbed a corner of his robe and shook it vigorously. At the same time, his already pale face became even more bloodless.

The cassock was shaken open, fluttering in the wind.

The originally folded robes began to unfold layer by layer.

However, the cassock seemed a bit too big. Wang Chi grabbed a corner of it, and the cassock that had just been unfolded was nearly ten feet in radius. Moreover, as it fluttered in the wind, the cassock continued to expand endlessly at a very fast speed...

If one layer is unfolded, it is ten feet, if two layers are unfolded, it is twenty feet, then forty feet, eighty feet...

It seems like there will never be an end!
The wind blew the cassock, which spread out from the tops of the people in the academy, covering them, crossing the distance between the two opposing sides, and reaching the tops of the coalition forces.

it's dark.

Hundreds of thousands of allied troops looked up in confusion, and saw the fluttering robes above their heads. It seemed to be endless, covering their heads and replacing the sky!

You can even see the stitching between the scraps of cloth, the crude needlework.

It was like using a piece of cloth to cover the entire ant kingdom.

Wang Chi shook the cassock and used it to cover the hundreds of thousands of Xiling coalition forces!

How many layers have been unfolded?

I don’t know, but the cassock that covered hundreds of thousands of coalition troops was still folded, and it could continue to unfold…

But Wang Chi could no longer hold on. He shook it again suddenly, and the cassock rolled back like a huge wave and finally returned to Wang Chi's hands.

Wang Chi was spitting blood and sitting on the ground. Blood was oozing out of every pore on his body. In an instant, he was covered in blood mist. His arms holding the cassock were shaking violently. He said miserably, "What a pity there's a hole in it!"

On the opposite side, hundreds of thousands of Xiling coalition forces had all disappeared.

Only a few dozen people were left in the original Xiling coalition camp.

Ye Hongyu said with lingering fear: "Fortunately there is a hole!"

Liu Bai glanced at the pale and terrified faces of his disciples, sighed slightly, and expressed the same feeling as Ye Hongyu: "Luckily I poked a hole in it!" (End of this chapter)