Heaven's Way, Heaven's Pride

When Lin Zheng's voice came, the originally unruly people instantly became extremely well-behaved. Lin Zheng seemed to see deep into their hearts, and the painful scene not long ago came to mind again!

It hurts! This guy seems to have become stronger again! More than 20 figures lined up to enter the capital and then sat in front of Nanbei and Hong Xixiang very well. The people who had originally stopped made room for these guys. After all, everyone saw the strength of these guys!

Some people took out jade slips, and some took out paper and pen. No matter which way, more than 20 people thought of the same thing as never before. They left immediately after copying the scriptures and would never come to Dongjiang in this life!

Damn it! Is the plane of the Lord of Law Enforcement so terrifying? I didn't realize it at first, but now I look around. Not to mention those old monsters, many of the first generations present are not something they can deal with! The monk who was knocked unconscious before was so lucky, otherwise the Bull Demon King's punch would probably not leave even a trace of slag!

Looking at the twenty-odd people, Zi Xiao grinned. Damn it, after just a short time, has the transformation of the Upper Era been so terrifying? If this continues, doesn't it mean that the overall power of the Upper Era will overwhelm Yongji?

But this is definitely his overthinking. Yongji has not taken action yet, but the first generation of Yongji is still quite terrifying, especially after Lin Zheng chose to reconcile with everyone, the capital of Dongjiang has become the most frequented place for the first generation of Yongji!

Gradually, the twenty-odd people in the Upper Era became more than a hundred people, more than a hundred people became more than a thousand people, and then... a day passed, and no one finished copying the scriptures!

More than a thousand faces were all confused at this moment, and many of the monks and creatures around showed a hint of ridicule. You country bumpkins, it's good enough not to get lost in the domain of these two people, and you still want to copy the scriptures?

"Is Boss Lin Zheng going to trap these guys to death?" A disciple of the Dark Dynasty whispered!

"It's probably to teach them a lesson, to let them know that there are people who are better than you, and there are heavens beyond heaven! Don't think that it's great to have inherited Qingyuan in the previous era!" Someone responded!

In fact, Lin Zheng also had this plan, with three days as the deadline, and then three days of viewing the sutra as the reason, as for the rest... all driven away!

In three days, only seven or eight thousand of the more than ten thousand people could arrive, but what surprised Lin Zheng was that the others did not give up, but were still on their way!

In the distance, a piece of open land was opened up again before the capital Hong Xixiang and the dojo of Nanbei to accommodate this group of guys, but just like the first thousand people, the people who came later were also confused, and even a few of them looked at Nanbei and almost worshipped, which made Nanbei very satisfied!

Very intelligent! Nanbei showed his white teeth and worked harder the next day. The original people were fine, but most of the seven or eight thousand people had forgotten who they were!

Where did they come from, what were they doing here? And who are they? They are probably a group of monks, bathing in the light of Buddha... Wait! No! A long howl came, and soon seven or eight thousand figures woke up, but looking at the blank jade slips, blank papers, and slightly blank brains...

Laughter came again, especially many first-generations were gloating with undisguised gloating. These innocent children, can this thing be listened to so seriously?

But Nanbei showed his white teeth and laughed even happier! Unlike him, the seven or eight thousand young generations were extremely melancholy in their hearts. Two days had shattered their original pride!

Especially after Ji Zhaoshuo and his group returned, it seemed that each of these dozen people could easily suppress them. Some of them even tried to rely on the power of blood to sneak attack Xiaoyao, and then were stripped naked by Xiaoyao. It is said that even the ancestral magic weapons were refined and changed!

This made the cultivators and creatures who originally had many little thoughts more obedient. It was so scary here, but what was the situation of not wanting to go home at all? Although they were ridiculed thoroughly in the past two days, everyone could feel the rapid growth of power!

It turns out that what the young Taoist priest and the young monk said was not useless. At least these two were like the brightest and hottest sun, removing all the dark sides from them. How could cultivation not be fast in such a state of mind?

"The last day! Newbies, if no one can do it, go back and continue to show off your power!" Ji Zhaoshuo said sarcastically without any hesitation. The faces of more than 10,000 figures in front were silent. In three days, the most people could engrave three scriptures. Well, only three!

From the appearance of Hong Xixiang and Nanbei to the end of the day, more than 10,000 figures were a little annoyed and unwilling. On the last day, their strongest only engraved ten scriptures, and according to the words of the little bald Nanbei, the scriptures he recited were not many, only three thousand sentences!

This fucking day is simply... I don't want to leave at all! Everyone's face flushed, you look at me, I look at you, and then a roar came from the crowd!

A cultivator! A cultivator who controls the power of eight eras lay on the ground without any face, and his two hands have sunk into the ground!

"You can only carry my body away. I won't leave anyway!" The monk shouted loudly: "Either I break through, or I die here!"

"Hey! I came across a piece of meat on a hob!" Ji Zhaoshuo rolled up his sleeves. How dare you act rogue in front of them? But before Ji Zhaoshuo could step forward, the brilliant light in front of him almost blinded his eyes. When he looked over again, he almost fell into the ground!

Some people are on full alert, some are buried in the soil with their heads exposed, some are incarnating themselves into realms to imprison their will in the void, and some are lying on the ground just like the former!

"What am I doing? Are you here to stay?" Ji Zhaoshuo widened his eyes and shouted loudly: "You are all people with a good reputation and background!"

"But we still can't defeat you...you!" someone shouted loudly!

"That's right! And... I can't beat any of them!" Someone said with a cry, starting from Lin Zheng, Dao Chonglou, then Dao Wang, Su Yan, Su Feng, Ji Zhaoshuo, Xiaoyao... all the talented people, none of them are Opponents, you must know that most of these guys are not as high as them...

Days have passed, how can you go back to the last era and not be laughed at to death? No! They want to stay!

"Anyway, I'm shameless! I want to join the gang! I want divine weapons for divine weapons, and I want immortal veins for immortal veins!" A young monk shouted at the top of his voice, twisting his whole body into a ball and hanging on a stone pillar that was submerged in the ground. !

"I give this gesture full marks...but why do you want to join the gang?" Ji Zhaoshuo said with his ears pressed: "You

You scumbags, where do you think this is? "

"...Master Ji, don't say that. I have been very fragile these days. I really hit my head and died here!" The young monk said with a crying voice: "Boss Lin Zheng only beat me, three times." The road to heaven is gone, and for three days... I am confused and confused... I will be suffocated to death if I go back like this!"

"That's it! How do we know that Dongjiang is so perverted? And that Mo Changhan who beat me seven times a day! You are not a human!" A monk shouted at the top of his voice!

Mo Changhan, who looked calm and cold in the distance, now looked a little stiff. Grandma, are you looking for death by shouting in public?

"So you are still so evil and vengeful?" Beidu said, "You are very bad!"

"Who made him insist on transforming into Master Mo to tease living beings? It's already good that he didn't get beaten to death!" said one of Mo Changhan's followers!

"Tsk tsk! This is also a heavy taste. Who can't you transform into? This guy is so good-looking!" Beidu said speechlessly!

"Hey! I heard that you got the inheritance from the Holy Land! Come on, come on! Let's meet!" Mo Changhan put the folding fan behind his head and shouted to Beidu!

"Come on! I've wanted to beat you for a long time. Don't think that this is the past. I have to beat you today!" Beidu rolled up his sleeves and shouted!

"Have courage!" Zi Xiao gave a thumbs up. It seems that Beidu is no match for Mo Changhan. Although Beidu has made great breakthroughs recently, Mo Changhan... is really strong!

"You guys beat yourselves! I won't leave anyway! I won't leave even if I beat you to death!" A monk shouted loudly: "I will pay for the divine source and the immortal veins! I won't leave anyway!"

"How many immortal veins and divine sources do you have?" The military assassin did not know when he appeared in front of the monk. The latter only felt a chill on his back when he looked at the arriving military assassin. This man was the one who dragged the previous era into chaos with one blow. Among the war monsters?

"This... there are still more than a million, but I can still ask my tribe to deliver it!" The monk whispered: "The cultivation here is too fast, and only fools will leave!"

"Deal! But remember to double it tenfold!" Jun Ci showed his white teeth and then glanced at everyone present!

"Hey! It's just the Immortal Vein! It's easy to talk about!" A monk jumped out of the void and said: "If you can afford it, you can afford it!"

Many monks also nodded. They are all the younger generation of aristocratic tribes. They still have this kind of resources. Besides, the intensity of the immortal energy in this capital of Eastern Xinjiang is probably no worse than any other place in the last era!

Uh-huh! Everyone's eyes fell on Lin Zheng. Everyone knew that only Lin Zheng could decide all this!

"You figure it out!" Lin Zheng spread his hands helplessly, then looked at the people in front of him and said, "We must abide by the rules here!"

"Okay! Boss Lin Zheng!"

"Yes, sir!"

A group of people shouted in confusion, and then a huge amount of supplies flowed from the hands of more than 10,000 people to the hands of the military assassins. Many powerful people around were stunned. No matter what else, if Lin Zheng and his group really If you want to raise a sum of supplies, it’s really not that difficult!

What kind of situation is this? When did people become stupid and have too much money in the last century?