Chapter 154: .Family, country, world (fourth, ask for monthly ticket!)

The invisible weather turns into chains, binding and moving the mountain magic monkey.
At the same time, these "chains" are like sharp blades, cutting the body of the magic ape.
However, Moshan Moyuan was covered in black hair like armor, helping him withstand the "blade".
Although he was not injured, the "Blade" still caused him pain.
The mountain demon monkey was furious, with one arm, broke these "blade" and "chain", and then flew towards the dean of the White Horse Academy Hong Xiao.
Hong Xiao was slightly surprised.
Earlier, he saw that Shen and Rong were able to surround this mountain-moving demon ape, so that he miscalculated the demon ape's strength.
However, although Hong Xiao was not disturbed, he immediately made a frontier fortress poem, manifesting the Great Wall and blocking the moving mountain demon ape.
The furious demon ape smashed the city wall abruptly.
But this little time has allowed Hong Xiao to regroup.
"Close."
As Hong Xiao's voice echoed between the sky and the earth, the mountains, rivers, sun, and moon all changed color together.
The air is shaking like water ripples.
In the midair, as if an invisible barrier appeared, dividing the sky and the earth into two parts, inside and outside.
The demon ape that flew towards him suddenly disappeared in the air.
Regardless of whether they are foe or foe, they are not surprised when they see it.
Because that is the magical power of the Great Confucian in the Ninth Realm, the family and the world.
In the ninth state, practitioners in the realm of peace can create an illusory and independent world with their own cultural talents.
The reason why the mountain-moving demon ape disappeared was because he slammed into Hong Xiao's "home country and world".
However, visible to the naked eye, the space seems to be slightly distorted from time to time.
It was not an illusion that the human eye saw, but the Moshan Demon Monkey was struggling to destroy in an independent space, hoping to break through.
The destructive power of the opponent made Hong Xiao frowned.
If you don't care, it is really possible for this demon monkey to break out.
However, there should be time...
Hong Xiao no longer cared about moving the mountain, but turned his attention to Shen Herong and others.
"Blood phoenix, dark big bat, now plus the magic dragon and the mountain-moving ape..."
Hong Xiao slowly shook his head: "Chang'an City, the city has become more vigorous, and it really is the world's magic cave."
Little Monk Huiming heard this and folded his palms together: "Lao Zhang, Chang'an has rules for all practitioners of the magic way, so that they will not be a disaster for the people..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Hong Xiao: "You are a Buddhist disciple? Although you are rare here in the Eastern Tang Dynasty, the old man has heard about it. You fool the people with demon methods, and even invade the people's land and raise village slaves. You will only embezzle the people and fat people. , As if you are a monk who is loyal to the monks, they are not much better than the devil's way. Today, the old man will be wiped out and the turbidity will be cleared."
Huiming was stunned: "The poor monk is not..."
As soon as he opened his mouth, he saw the opposite side following Hong Xiao's soft drink, and the wind violently swept toward him to clean up his "filthiness".
Little Venerable Huiming had no choice but to manifest Xumi's power to face the hurricane.
This is the ninth stage of Confucian practitioners who use their own talents to arouse the spiritual energy of the world and manifest the storm.
The gang wind is everywhere, almost like a huge blade that can cut the mountain peaks.
Huiming did not passively defend, but defended by merit.
Xumi Fu Demon Fist, he has already gained a shameless taste, Xumi exerts his force on his fist, and when he punches it out, it is like moving a hill.
The young monk's spiritual platform was empty, reflecting the invisible wind, and the tracks were clear.
He punched and the golden light condensed into a mountain, instead of resisting the wind from the front, but still hitting from the side, smashing the wind with the mountain.
The little monk Huiming, who is superbly handed down from the teacher's gate, has demonstrated a powerful strength far surpassing his peers at this moment.
However, the opponent he is facing now is also not comparable to Yun Mo, the owner of Qingxia Villa.
Hong Xiao, one of the three best masters of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, was swallowed with anger even if he was only exporting supernatural powers.
Although Huiming reluctantly parried, one after another Xumi Mountain was cut off by the wind, and one after another, the wind passed through his defense and cut directly at him.
Huiming couldn't deal with it. Seeing Gang Feng had already arrived, fortunately, Ao Ying next to him flew in the form of a magical dragon, leading him to avoid.
But Hong Xiao immediately shouted.
The magic sky dragon transformed by Ao Ying shook in midair.
On the surface of her body, blood stains appeared one after another, as if it were about to be torn apart.
Hong Xiao's tongue burst into spring thunder, and a loud shout contained the power of thunder and masculinity, and the scholar spoke, as if he could rival the masculinity of the martial arts powerhouse.
The white dragon was covered with bloodshot eyes, but she shook her body as if she turned into an illusory cloud.
In the next moment, the clouds reunited and reappeared like a magic dragon.
Although Ao Ying survived the catastrophe, her breath was weak and her vitality was obviously severely injured.
Hong Xiao didn't move his pen and ink, and spoke in a chapter. The wind turned into an endless and infinite, surrounded the Changan people, making the opponent seem unable to fight back.
Li Xuannian, the king of Fengqing County, looked around in the army of the Eastern Tang dynasty far away, and then looked away.
The masters of the ninth stage played, and the few opponents in front of him who were not in the seventh stage had no chance of escape.
On the contrary, the boxing technique performed by the little monk seemed extremely superior... Li Xuannian wondered.
However, these are not important at the moment. The ability to eliminate Chang'an is the most important thing for the Eastern Tang Dynasty.
Farther north, the people of Beiqi stopped to observe from a distance.
"It's a coincidence. When I got here, I just happened to be at war."
Gao Zheng, the second son of King Qi, laughed and said: "Looking at the movement of this shot, it should be Hong Xiao from the East Tang Baima Academy."
"Let's not be busy working on it, just watch the changes." Said Yan Sheng, the deputy dean of Shuofeng Academy next to it.
"This is natural." Gao Zheng smiled, then turned to look at Wutian Peak elder Wang Ning: "Wang, I don't know when other experts from your school will arrive?"
Compared with Chen Xingwen in the eighth realm, Wang Ning was only in the seventh realm.
"Zongmen is currently short of staff, and it may be difficult to have other masters to help in a short time."
Wang Ning said: "However, before the old man went out, the head of the house gave him the life of the "Mist in the Mist". It should be of some use."
Gao Zheng's eyes lit up: "Oh? That's great, I'll wait and see."
Wuli Jiangshan is one of the treasures of Wutian Peak. It collects the strange clouds and smoke that have not scattered for many years in the mountains, and then combines the essence and blood of martial arts masters to refine them into a strange magic weapon controlled by martial artists.
Once unfolded, it was almost comparable to the ninth realm of great Confucianism, trapping the enemy in it.
Used to be sharp against the enemy, used to cover their own withdrawal, and also easy to use.
While Gao Zheng was happy, he also secretly guarded against Wang Ning sneaking around in the mist.
As for the current battle situation, he was as unconcerned as Li Xuannian.
Since Hong Xiao took the shot himself, the outcome is already doomed.
It's just appetizers here. The real feast is when Hong Xiao arrives in Chang'an City.
Before that, no one in Northern Qi or Eastern Tang had any intention of intervening.
White Horse Academy is at the forefront, and they can't ask for it.
Gao Zheng and Li Xuannian were relaxed, but Hong Xiao felt weird.
After all, he is a great Confucian in the Ninth Realm, and he is extraordinary regardless of his insight or academic attainments.
The old man stared at the four opponents in front of him.
The main focus is on the little girl with the lowest cultivation level.
The other party actually formed a golden pill at a young age, and the Taoist talent for cultivation is indeed limitless.
But Hong Xiao always felt that the other party seemed to be hiding something.
And it is related to Confucianism.
Hong Xiao was about to catch the other party and ask questions, when suddenly two brilliances flew from a distance.
The stern and vicious dragons and phoenix cried, resounding together.
It was the old blood shadow demon and the purple sun old demon felt.
Blood Phoenix and Purple Sun Jiao rush towards Hong Xiao together.
The literary talent on Hong Xiao's head condensed and immediately manifested a giant pen with a length of tens of meters like a rafter.
The seemingly huge brush was swiped in the air, quickly writing a poem.
Then, in the midair, there were turbulent waves and turbulent blue waves, blocking the rain of blood from the blood phoenix flapping its wings, and the purple flames spitting out from the purple sun flood.
Hong Xiao kept writing like a giant pen on a rafter.
First, Qijue, then Qilu, and then prose.
The more handwriting is written, the longer it is, but the speed is not slow at all.
So we saw the roaring waves, snow storms, igniting prairie fires and even bows and crossbows.
The overwhelming attack hit the two big monsters like boats in the tsunami, and they could be swallowed by the frenzy at any time.
Confucian practitioners use the world of Dharma to move the world with their own literary talents. How vast is the world, how vast and powerful?
The regret of low-level Confucian practitioners lies in their slow speed.
But for Hong Xiao, who has already reached a family, the world, the problem is not big.
As a result, the storm-like attack covered all the Chang'an middlemen present, and suppressed everyone's head.
"It's just looking for you demon. It's really best for you to throw yourself into the net." Hong Xiao masked Yan Shuang.
However, at this moment, there was a harsh noise in the air on the other side.
I saw a gap in the space, revealing another world inside.
A demon ape that moved the mountain like a hill rushed out of it.
Hong Xiao frowned, writing poetry like a giant pen on the top of his head, revealing the net of heaven and earth, trying to trap the demon ape again.
But the other party broke out with a terrifying roar.
Then he saw the thick black hairs falling off automatically.
Every black hair has been transformed into a smaller black ape.
I saw the mountain-moving demon ape like a hill, it seemed that the body disintegrated, turned into countless pieces, and rolled down.
The huge mountain-like demon apes turned into hundreds of smaller demon apes, and then scattered around.
Hong Xiao's net of heaven and earth failed to play any role.
However, the demon ape didn't mean to fight back anymore, but scattered and fled in all directions.
"Big brother, let's take the younger sister."
Shen Herong's voice was transmitted to Zhang Dongyun in the Daming Palace through the blue eyes: "No matter how late, other people are in danger, Eleven Brothers will run away too."
"No need."
Zhang Dongyun spoke indifferently, stood up and moved his joints.
The system prompt sounded in his mind:
[The construction of private schools, schools, academies, and national government four-level institutions in the city has been initially completed. Teachers and students have initially reached the standard. The city lord completed the construction task 5.3 and received 2000 upgrade experience rewards]
[The city lord’s construction task upgrade experience reached 5,600 points, and the guard task upgrade experience 6,700 points, to meet the requirements of the fifth city expansion. Should we expand immediately? 】