Liao Zhai's Refining God

Chapter 437 Persecution
These incense vows were purchased and exchanged by Nie Xiaoxuan and others through Lingjiefang City, Guangyang City, and Guobei County Town God's Mansion.

Of course, if Wang Lin was there, she could extract the vow power from the dharma altar and condense it, and she would naturally get more pure vow power, and the number would be even greater. Ten thousand strands of incense and fire power are nothing to Wang Lin, but A drop in the bucket.

Now, in Xiyuan Mansion, Wang Lin can continuously obtain a large amount of wish power.This is the advantage of cooperating with local officials. Their appeal is far faster than the spread of faith.

Because most people still believe in the government, after all, this is an agricultural society with extremely underdeveloped information; for Shengdou Xiaomin, the government is their heaven.

"Miss Xiaoxuan, please sit down!" Sima Lang asked Nie Xiaoxuan to sit down, and a maid brought up a jade bowl. There was a cloud of blue liquid coiled in the bowl, like smoke and mist. When the light and agile water rhyme entered the body of the dharma, I immediately felt a shock, and the aura flowed rapidly in the body, which is an excellent spiritual material for cultivation.

"This is the special Lingwu tea from my Kunwu Peak. It is very beneficial to the gods who practice the water system, and it tastes very delicious. Please taste it, Miss Xiaoxuan." Sima Lang said quite complacently.

"It's really a good thing! Thank you Sima Gong." Nie Xiaoxuan took a sip and nodded.

"Miss Xiaoxuan, please don't worry, I have already contacted three good friends. They were scribes and military commanders before they were alive. They are all from the human race. They have a good relationship with me. With their support, we have an advantage.

You may not know that there are eight generals under the seat of God Master Kunwu. Thanks to God Master's appreciation, I also serve as a copywriter, which is half a rank higher than them.

Among them, there are three demon cultivators, five human monks, and one who entered the upper realm with the copywriting master before. Now there are four of us remaining human monks. This time we all come to talk together, and the demon general will definitely give us a face. " Sima Lang said.

"Then thank you Sima Gong!" Nie Xiaoxuan got up and saluted.

"Hahaha. Mr. Wenxuan is here!" Not long after, Sima Lang walked out of the hall of the bamboo building with applause and laughing when he heard the wind outside. He looked up and saw a blue cloud floating towards the bamboo building. down.

There was a person standing above the blue cloud, a scribe in a green robe, who looked gentle and elegant.

It seems that this person is also a general under the seat of the Great God of Kunwu, so he can enter the secret realm of the main peak of Kunwu Mountain directly from the air. Otherwise, foreign gods, such as Nie Xiaoxuan, etc., cannot directly enter the secret realm from the air, because they can't even find the door. arrive.

Seeing that Sima Lang was so happy to welcome him, the man showed extreme embarrassment, and after lowering his head from the clouds, he cupped his hands and said to Sima Lang: "Sima Gong, the two of them have important matters today and can't come, so I specially asked me to come here." Come to confess the crime to Sima.

I also have something important to do, so I came here to tell Sima Gong that I am leaving soon. "

"What!" Sima Lang's eyes shrank suddenly, how could he not understand with his intelligence, these three friends of his were afraid of the monster general and didn't want to go into this muddy water.

"Sima Gong, listen to my younger brother's persuasion, it is not known whether the God Lord is still in the upper realm, and whether he can return, Sima Gong has been falsely claiming that the God Lord is in retreat, in fact, this lie has been broken long ago.

The rules of heaven are chaotic, and everything speaks with strength.It would be unwise to offend the god general Xiong Qiang for the sake of a small Guyue Peak. The demon cultivator is cruel, without the suppression of the God Lord, it is difficult for us to contend with him, so it is better to let him three points.

That's all my little brother said, please ask Sima Gong to consider the pros and cons. "Song Wenxuan wanted to turn his head and leave, but after all, he had been in love with Sima Lang for many years, so he turned his head and cupped his hands at Sima Lang.

"Since Mr. Wenxuan doesn't want to go through this muddy water, as the saying goes, differences of ways do not conspire with each other, please do it!" Sima Lang said with a cold face.

"Hey, take care!" Song Wenxuan bowed his hands and turned to leave.

"Sima Gong!" The three of Nie Xiaoxuan looked at each other, feeling that things were a bit beyond her prediction, Nie Xiaoqian couldn't help but look at Sima Lang and said.

"When the God Lord leaves, let me be in charge of controlling the gods and generals. I don't believe that evil person dares to disrespect me. Don't worry, I will guarantee that this matter will be fine." Sima Lang said forcefully.

"The master of copywriting, Sima Gong. You have to be the master of my Huayun Mountain!" At this moment, a person rushed from the door of the snow cave, crying and turning into a whirlwind, and knelt down in front of Sima Gong.

It is a man with the appearance of a scholar, but the body of an imaginary spirit, with the cultivation base of an innate true spirit, and he is practicing Shinto magic. His body is rippling with the scent of incense, and at this moment, his whole body trembles and he kneels down and cries.

"Zhao Qinghe, what happened?" Sima Lang asked in surprise.

"The bear from Qingfeng Mountain forcibly occupied my Huayun Mountain, the maids were plundered by him, some soldiers guarding the mountain and demon generals were slaughtered by him, and some were captured by him. Fortunately, the humble officer escaped quickly, otherwise Sima Gong would not have been seen. "The scholar cried.

It can be heard from his words that he and Sima Lang have a good relationship and should be close friends.

"Zhu Zi'an dares to do that!" Sima Lang suddenly became furious.

Huayun Mountain is just one of the nine peaks, the nine peaks of Kunwu Mountain, the main peak of Kunwu is the dojo of God Kunwu, and the other eight peaks were given to the gods, including Sima Lang, who also has his own mountain, but when God Kunwu left Let him host, so he has been staying at the main peak of Kunwu.

And the former gods of Huayun Mountain followed the Great God Kunwu into the upper realm, and there was no news of them ever since.Moreover, he is the most skilled general under the Great God Kunwu. If he were here, how would Xiong Qiang dare to invade Huayun Mountain so openly.

"Huh!" At this moment, the wind was strong, and a black wind fell from the sky, shaking the surrounding trees and houses.

Heifeng instantly landed in front of the bamboo building where Sima Lang was, revealing a person.

This person is two meters tall, with big arms and round waist, a face like black charcoal, and a fierce aura all over his body. He doesn't have the lightness and pure aura possessed by gods at all.

"You run fast! Your Huayun Mountain is now occupied by this general, why don't you go to this general, I think you still have some talent to learn, how about giving you a bite of food?" the big black man said loudly .

Zhao Qinghe's body trembled in fright, and he hid behind Sima Lang nervously, too frightened to even breathe out.

"General Xiong, what are you doing? Do you want to rebel!" Sima Lang suppressed the anger in his chest and said in a deep voice.

"Sima Lang, don't you understand that today is different from the past. Back then, you could only know a few sour poems and draw some shitty pictures, but the old man made you his confidant, and even made your rank higher than ours. Both are half a grade higher.

And I waited for that old man to expand the territory and fight in all directions, but he couldn't see it, it was really disgusting.

Now that the rules of the sky are chaotic, the old man has no idea where he has fallen. Now is the fairest world. Everything depends on whose fist is bigger and whose cultivation is higher.

Sima Lang, with your cultivation base, you could have killed you with one finger. You shouldn't be in charge of Kunwu Peak. I think you should move your position.

However, after all, you are the master of copywriting appointed by that old man. I will give you face. After I take over Gu Yuefeng, I will come here to take over. You pack up your things and get out early, lest I accidentally destroy you. "The Xiong Qiang said loudly.

(End of this chapter)