Vol 2 Chapter 831: 戾!

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Dawn breaks in the morning, and the day rises.
The vast sun shattered into the ocean, and through thousands of miles of clouds, scattered golden awns among the mountains and valleys.
Ooo~
Among the mountains, the birds and beasts revived, roaring the forests, and the insects and beasts roared one after another.
Outside of Mucheng, An Qisheng stood with his hands in his hands, overlooking the Longji Mountains behind Mucheng, faintly, one could feel the gazes peeping through the void.
Since that battle smashed the incarnation of Qing Wushu's soul, these gazes and auras have always been here, and they have not been removed for a moment.
"Ugh......"
Tuba stared at the divine light of Taoism in the distance, with worry on his face, looking back at the Taoist man standing holding his hands, he was very worried:
"Dao Master, you, you just let them go back like this? That's it for the town army. The people of Jing Yesi are not easy to provoke. Are you just letting the tiger go back to the mountain..."
Can't help but not worry.
It was not only Yu Xuan and other town army leaders who had rebuilt Mucheng, but also the town magistrate Wang Xuangan of Jing Yesi.
In his opinion, since he has been offended, he naturally wants to cut the grass and remove the roots, and just let them go. Isn't it just asking for trouble?
Not only him, but Gong Yang Yan also has concerns: "Yes, the master, the Great Zhou Emperor..."
Although he didn't know how his family master cultivated the soul, even if he was a great master of the soul, it was insignificant before the Great Zhou Dynasty.
You know, the edict of the Great Zhou Dynasty can mobilize seventy-two Taoists!
This is not righteous, but the power of the center of the emperor, far surpassing the seventy-two Dao masters!
"They are not tigers, nor can they represent the Great Zhou Dynasty."
An Qisheng retracted his gaze, disregarding: "For some people, what they want to know can be blocked by silence?"
Dixian Dao has a long heritage, and its magical powers are far beyond ordinary people's imagination. Although there are not many magical powers to deduct the secrets of heaven, there are hundreds of them.
Such small schools as Hunyimen have similar supernatural powers, not to mention the Great Zhou Dynasty.
"that?"
Gong Yang Yan glanced at the shabby hair in the corner of Mucheng, staring at their Lin Qianlong stupidly with only one pair of eyes, and stopped talking.
He really couldn't understand some of his family master's practices.
For example, if Lin Qianlong replaces him as himself, how can he kill him? Isn't it a disaster to leave behind?
An Qisheng knew his mind well, but he didn't break it. He only glanced at Lin Qianlong lightly: "Don't worry about him."
No one could see, there was a flash of light flashing in his eyes:
【Lin Qianlong (129129600)】
[Fate Track 1: Omitted]
[Fate Trajectory 2: Born in Emperor Tiandi Immortal Dao, Nanzhan, Dazhou...I was trapped in a wooden city, cultivated in mourning, struggling to survive, and after many years of perplexity, I penetrated my predecessor and found the previous life'Imperial Heaven' The memory of'虺'...]
[The big week calendar, forty-one thousand years, divided ninety-nine corpses for the of heaven and war, suppressed in Longji Mountain]
[Level evaluation: born of Qi, aiki does not die. Four stars, golden cents level]
Dry for the sky, 虺 for the snake like a dragon.
"Dragon Dryer" means ‘naturally born poisonous dragon’.
Since the first sight, An Qisheng has already noticed the familiar aura of Lin Qianlong.
The emperor ten evils, born when the human world collides with the emperor realm, are alien species born from the spirit of heaven.
One is divided into two, one enters the human realm, and the other stays in the emperor heaven.
It's just that, this is known as the emperor ten warriors, killing the most ferocious ‘虺’, but the situation is not so good, the body of the human world has been suppressed in the sea of ​​darkness for a long time.
The body of the emperor heaven world was even banned from the original source, so much so that he was ‘unblocked’ by people for many years.
Yes, it was unblocked.
The origin of Lin Qianlong was cursed by someone, and if no one touched him, he would be muddled.
If someone is killed and the killing is not complete, he will return to the ghost country of Fengdu and be reincarnated as a human being.
If the killing is complete, the curse will be released, and the big demon king born by the emperor's heavenly will, with a level of up to four stars, and the big demon king who cross-border seeks him!
Although An Qisheng had penetrated the mystery of immortality in this world, he wanted to master and crack it, but it was not a matter of overnight.
What's more important is that once this ‘Zhu’ is severely killed, it will not only alarm the person who casts the spell, but also touch the emperor’s providence behind it.
Therefore, killing him is an uneconomical strategy for An Qisheng.
Of course, there is no need to say this to Ram Yan.
Seeing that the latter hesitated to speak, An Qisheng put on his sleeves and ended the topic: "Let's go."
".....Yes."
Gong Yang Yan originally wanted to say something, but when he saw his master pacing away, he could only sigh and follow.
"Farewell..."
Tuba looked back at Mucheng, and the inside and outside of Mucheng were clearly visible, one by one, reluctant or worried, came into view.
He felt unwilling to give up, but still sighed, hugged the cabbage, and quickly followed.
After spending many years in the Great Zhou Dynasty, the ‘proficient’ Confucian Tuba knows everything well.
Neither Jing Yesi nor the Zhencheng Army would offend a great cultivator of the human race, but a little demon of condensed pill was different.
Of course he knows where his only life is now.
"Hongxuan..."
Looking at the Taoist far away, Lin Qianlong's eyes suddenly flashed with dazedness. He couldn't help but beat the ground hard, hitting himself full of blood.
That Taoist not only annihilated his cultivation base, but also his realm, and even all the traces of his cultivation, as well as the practice books and experiences in his memory, have all disappeared!
At this moment, from the inside out, he has become a mortal through and through!
The past hundred years of practice seems like a dream.
ended......
After a long time, Lin Qianlong lifted his blood-filled palm and was about to break his neck.
At this time, a small hand was passed to him.
The little hands were dark, even with calluses and unhealed frostbite.
Phoo~
Lin Qianlong suddenly raised his head.
A timid, dirty little girl is holding up the cold head in her hands: "Eat...eat..."
"I'm Lin Qianlong, and can I eat the food?!"
Looking at the timid little girl in front of him, Lin Qianlong was at a loss for a moment, and waved his hands in panic to knock down her head.
He wanted to escape, but staggered and fell to the ground.
The hunger that I haven't tasted for a long time rushed into my heart like a tide, causing his stomach and intestines to cramp and his body to twitch.
Finally, he stretched out his hand, unwilling and painful to take over the wotou.
"what!"
......
"Ah, ah~"
Near the foot of the mountain, the big donkey, who had long been intolerant of the mountain environment, couldn't help but screamed twice, with some pleasant smell in it.
Gong Yang Yan glanced at Tuba, who was following, frowning: "When will you follow?"
After getting along for a while, although he didn't have any dislike for this rabbit, walking with the demon still made him a little uncomfortable.
More importantly, the Great Zhou Dynasty was also extremely repulsive to the monster race, and even the marginal land, if it goes deep into the hinterland, it will probably cause trouble.
Tuba hugged and looked around, looking at Cai Xiaobai, who was curious about everything, and smirked, without speaking.
"If you follow us, it may not be safer. If you meet a major monk, I am afraid that you might not even stew this dish with you!"
Gong Yang Yan murmured, and looked at An Qisheng: "Sect Master, where are you going? But you are going to the imperial capital to participate in the "Ten Thousand Fas Dynasty Sect"?"
Ram Yan looked forward to it.
The Wanfa dynasty is the meeting of the Great Zhou Dynasty to determine the territory. The heights of the sects, the sects and the daos are mostly arranged in this way.
In his opinion, with his own master's cultivation base, not to mention replacing the Brahma Martial Dao to become the Northwest Dao master, there is no problem in taking charge of Youzhou.
This is a height that the ancestors of the past generations could not even think of.
This is also considered Guangzong Yaozu?
An Qisheng said lightly: "Although I don't think that the establishment of a school requires the approval of the Great Zhou, the Great Zhou Emperor still has to go."
The Great Zhou, as the head of the three imperial dynasties that replaced the Daxia of the previous dynasty, has inherited the most legacy of the previous dynasty. According to legend, the "Lingyang Rod" of that King Yu is in the imperial capital.
Not to mention that there may be traces of other primordial incarnations hidden in it, even if it does not, it is only for the collection room that has been promised.
He also wants to make it through.
As for establishing sects and preaching the Fa, he had other concerns in his mind, and the edict of Da Zhou didn't make much sense to him.
Not to mention the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, even the emperor of the emperor's court, he did not take it seriously.
If only for the edict, he stayed in the Ten Thousand Suns Realm and could easily hold the supreme authority, but the gains were many, many times greater than that of Sa Wuling, who was in charge of the human world.
"that?"
Gong Yang Yan has a touch of excitement in his heart~EbookFREE.me~ For several months, under the guidance of his sect master, he has made great progress. If An Qisheng had other plans, he could also achieve supernatural powers by condensing the pill and transforming gold into supernatural powers. .
"Before this, after all, the murderer will be captured and sent to'Shouyang Mountain'."
With that, An Qisheng stopped suddenly.
With eyes flickering, it landed in a bush not far away.
"Ok?"
Tu Ba and Gong Yang Yan also seemed to have noticed one after another, and they all looked at the bush, and they couldn't help being taken aback.
"What a little cat...Yeah! It, it's hurt!"
Cai Xiaobai couldn't help but exclaimed as a few people saw her, her voice soft and tender.
"Meow?"
Under the gaze of several people, a timid and fearful cry came from the bushes.
Phoo~
Ram Yan waved his hand, and the bushes flew away, revealing a small civet cat with bright fur and orange eyes.
The civet cat is no more than two or three fists, and the white and yellow hair is very soft. At this time, it seems a little frightened under the gaze of a few people.
There was a panic that could not be concealed in the orange one eye.
"It, it's hurt, it's blind, it's so pitiful..."
Cai Xiaobai's eyes were full of tears, and she seemed to empathize with her. He bit his hand and looked at An Qisheng pitifully: "So pitiful..."
Gong Yang Yan and Tu Ba looked at each other, and they both breathed a sigh of relief.
On the contrary, the three-hearted blue spirit boy poked his head out somehow, a little surprised and a little funny: "This little guy is uneasy and kind..."
Phoo~
An Qisheng scratched it casually, then pinched the nape of the little civet cat and lifted it up, looking at his orange one-eyed, with a smile.
"A little kitten, what bad thoughts can it have?"