Tripod Reverses the Heaven

The ancient wind, blinded by anger, turned and killed the eight God kings.

At this moment, he forgot the purpose of today. He was furious.

However, as soon as he started, he felt that his body could not move.

I saw a very dignified voice behind me: "enough!" It's Zixu.

He turned around impressively, glared at Gu Feng angrily and said, "since you sincerely came to visit my purple house, why do you want to be fierce?"

While talking, Zixu also loosened the confinement of ancient customs.

The ancient custom of being free quickly calmed down, and immediately arched his hand at Zixu and said, "please calm down, sir. I really don't want these unpleasant things that happened today. I hope you can see clearly!"

After the words, Gu Feng once again looked at the eight God kings with angry eyes.

The latter turned pale with fear and shouted at Zixu on the spot: "second Lord, this is not that we want to embarrass him. We just acted according to the order of the second young lady, just want to teach him a lesson."

"Presumptuous!" Hearing the speech, purple ling'er was immediately angry and Jiao shouted, "I asked you to take him, but did you ask you to kill him?"

"The thief is so fierce that he can't stop it without using tough measures?" The chief god King began to sophistry, which was an excuse they had thought up early.

"You..." ziling'er turned pale with anger. At this moment, she wanted to go up and smoke some big ear melon seeds.

However, Zixu burst out at this time: "enough. Today's business is over! "

Looking back, Zixu glanced at all the people who had dealt with the ancient wind and shouted angrily, "the ancient wind is a guest, but you are so rude to the guest that you should be punished. From now on, you will be exempted from one year's supply and confined for half a year. "

"Second master, wronged, second master!"

Many people shouted and felt wronged. In particular, the dozens of hot headed young people turned white. If the supply is cut off for one year and imprisoned for half a year, the loss will be great. Only the eight gods were silent, and no one was unconvinced. In fact, such punishment is not punishment at all for them.

"Second uncle, you can't do this!"

Ziling'er was worried. Today she wanted to teach the ancient wind a lesson. As a result, the ancient wind was not taught, but the people she brought were punished.

"Shut up, you are no exception. Now roll to zijianfeng for one year."

"Second uncle, you..." in an instant, ziling'er's small face turned white. Finally, she glared at the ancient wind angrily and stamped her feet fiercely. She really thought about it.

Then, the rest of the children of the purple house went back to accept punishment. When they left here, they all glared at the ancient wind.

Everyone left. Zixu turned to the ancient wind and asked stiffly, "ancient wind, those who deliberately embarrass you have been punished. Are you satisfied with this result?"

"Hoo!"

The ancient wind breathed a long sigh of relief. It's said that the king of hell likes to see that the children are difficult to deal with. Now those children have finally been sent away and a real king of hell has come.

He quickly bowed his hands and respectfully said, "the elder is strict in running the family, with clear rewards and punishments. He is an old-fashioned confidant." Although the mouth is convinced, the ancient wind knows that this is just a passing, just for yourself.

After the worship post was delivered in for so long, the people who embarrassed him came wave after wave. Could it be that Zixu, as a great saint, didn't move as fast as those people?

There was only one possibility that Zixu was secretly observing and deliberately conniving those people to embarrass the ancient customs.

It was only when Gu Feng faced the crisis of life and death that he had to do it.

"Yes!" Seeing the ancient style's respectful attitude, Zixu couldn't help nodding slightly. Then he said, "come with me!"

As soon as the voice fell, an invisible force lifted up the ancient wind. Zixu took the ancient wind and went to Ziyun mountain in front.

The speed is not fast, like deliberately enjoying the scenery.

First of all, they crossed the whole Forbidden City and spent a full time burning incense.

Although Zixu didn't say anything, the ancient wind was very clear. Zixu was deliberately showing off his capital to himself.

If we want to compare the purple wasteland to a Dynasty country, then the Forbidden City is undoubtedly the general existence of the capital. When ancient customs arrive in other people's capital, Zixu, as the owner's house, naturally wants to show off the prosperity of the capital.

"Great, the Forbidden City is the largest and most magnificent human city I have ever seen so far. According to my observation, although the majority of people in the city are still mortals, everyone has a long life. Although Xianfan lived together, it was in order, and there was no phenomenon of friars bullying mortals... No, I don't say. Zifu did really well in this regard. "

Without stinginess, the ancient style gave a compliment. Since Zixu intends to let him see these, it's better to follow Zixu.

This is the second time that the ancient wind has come to the Forbidden City. I didn't feel everything here in a hurry last time.

"Well, yes, the observation is quite in place. Although our friars have inherent advantages over ordinary people, they can't bully some weak people. All beings are born equal. No one should be higher than anyone. " Zixu nodded. His praise for the ancient style is still quite useful in his heart.

The speaker is careless, but the listener is intentional.

The footsteps of the ancient wind stopped immediately. Looking at Zixu, he said, "senior, do you really think everyone should be born equal?"

The ancient style was touched by Zixu's unintentional words, because this was also his idea.

Zixu is a great saint. In the eyes of most people, such a person is the supreme existence. It is not too much to compare it to a fairy.

It is almost unimaginable for such a person to look at the life of the public. At least, those powerful monks that the ancient wind has seen are more cold-blooded than one. In the eyes of those people, mortals and weak friars are almost equal to ants and grass mustard.

It is undoubtedly the funniest thing for mortals to mention human rights and equality to monks.

Zixu also stopped his steps and looked at the ancient style. He was a little puzzled: "why? Are you absolutely a monk of our generation? You should have a natural sense of superiority and should be above all sentient beings? "

"No, no, no!" Seeing that Zixu misunderstood himself, Gu Feng immediately stopped and quickly explained: "don't misunderstand, elder, it's just an idea of the elder that touched my heart. To be honest, the strategy of equality for all implemented by Zifu in the Forbidden City is exactly what I think. The idea in my heart is that everyone should be free, and everyone should enjoy real freedom... "