The long street was in a mess, with collapsed eaves and broken tiles falling down and shattering. The bounced fragments rolled to the side of the small figure crawling in the street. After a moment, Mingyue moved, raised her dusty little face, looked around, and heard the sound of a strong wind passing by. She hurriedly sat up and looked back. The storm formed by thousands of soldiers was like a "long dragon", rising high into the sky and spreading towards the south.
The little man wiped the blood from his mouth and nose, pressed the booklet hidden in his lapel, bent down to pick up a pair of sheep horns that were shaking slightly on the ground, exhaled heavily, put his head down playfully, and shook his head.
"The master is here... City God Ji should be saved."
The hiding people now poked their heads out a little, peeked through the cracks in the doors and windows, and saw the little man standing in the street. They finally got a little braver, opened the door and came out, looking at the mess around them. They were frightened for a while, and then they called their friends and neighbors to search for injured people or those buried in the rubble nearby.
However, no one was injured. Some people were pulled out from the rubble, rubbed their bodies in panic, and laughed as if they had survived a disaster.
"Hahahaha... the whole roof fell down, but not even the skin was broken."
After the horrific noise, the damaged streets gradually became noisy. After the people who went out saw that no one in their homes was injured, they gathered on the street and talked about this strange incident.
"Oh, I was buying groceries when a strong wind blew over. Before I could react, I was blown into the shop next door. The old man inside took advantage of me."
"Then why don't you tell your man instead of chatting with us here?"
"Why tell him? I won't suffer any loss..."
"… "
Amid the gossip in the market, the rain gradually stopped, and the raindrops slid across the tips of the leaves and fell onto the muddy road. Inside the City God Temple standing on a hill outside the city of Chang'an, the gloomy wind dissipated, and in the corridor leading to the inner hall, a figure with divine light looked out of the temple, opened his eyes, turned around, lifted his cloak and floated inside.
"Ghost Golden Sheep's Dharma image was destroyed, and he was sent back to the Heavenly Palace."
The voice was heard faintly in the long corridor. In the flickering blue flame light, in an open closed room nearby, the City God Ji Xin was sitting on the ground leaning against the wall. Black smoke was wafting out of his figure. In the direction his eyes were facing, the Soul-Calming Umbrella had lost its dim light and a corner was missing, lying on the ground. Then, with a few bangs, the Yin-Binding Chain broke and fell down along with the wall.
The figure hanging in the middle was helped down by figures on both sides who were also glowing with divine light. One of them glanced at the weak and closed-eyed City God, raised the spear in his hand and was about to stab it down, but the divine man on the other side reached out from the shadows and pressed down the spear tip.
"If the throne of the City God in the lower world is not taken away, the soul will be reunited. It makes no difference whether to kill him or not."
snort!
The man put away his spear and helped the rescued Heavenly King Li Jing out of the closed room. The dark blue flames in the long corridor illuminated his figure. There were phoenix wings on both sides of his silver helmet. He was wearing a chain-linked chest armor, and the fairy belts on his shoulders were dancing from time to time. As soon as he came out, he said, "Di Duanxing, please lead the way."
"Um!"
The three gods were not from the same group. Di Duanxing just nodded and floated ahead to lead the way, going straight out of the court. The temple keeper who came out after the rain stopped outside cried and howled at the sight of the broken statue of the City God on the ground. The three divine lights passed by him, but he did not pay much attention to them. After all, a mortal was not worth their effort.
"The ghost golden sheep's Dharma image has dissipated. I think Lu Liangsheng has noticed it. Leave here as soon as possible."
"Humph, Zhao Baigao's cultivation is low, but I'm not afraid of him. If you dare to come, I'll just call him by his name!"
After leaving the temple gate, Zhang Guifang's words were still ringing. Cai Gong, the earth star who was leading the way, turned around and said, "Hurry up."
Just at this moment, the wind blew, and the sound of metal friction and a human voice came from the sky.
"Now that you're here, you want to leave so soon? Why don't you stay and see the splendor of the world?"
The words were plain, but they were clearly heard outside the gloomy City God Temple. Di Duanxing turned around, and a long sword with a glow of magic light pierced through his chest and nailed the stone steps behind him, and then... two, four, eight, ten, a hundred swords, the divine light broke and reunited, and was torn apart again. His whole figure was torn into pieces like a piece of rag in an instant. The last weapon fell with a clang, and the only remaining trace of divine light was dissipated and disappeared into the air. The surrounding was full of densely packed swords, spears, swords and halberds.
On the stone steps, there were Zhang Guifang in front of the temple gate, Li Jing who raised his head weakly, and a divine man standing in the shadow inside the gate. Looking over there, there were countless rolling metallic lusters in the sky, a torrent of weapons with flowing magic power, which swirled down to the ground, then shrank upwards, revealing an old man in green clothes and gray robes who were slowly walking towards them.
"Lu Liangsheng."
Li Jing naturally recognized the person who came. His divine light flickered unsteadily, and his voice sounded weakly: "Be careful that he will deprive you of your divine position. You must strike first and don't give him a chance."
"It seems that the Heavenly King suffered a lot at his hands." Zhang Guifang let go of the Tower-Bearing Heavenly King who he was supporting and handed him to another person. He walked steadily past the buzzing weapons on the ground and walked down the stone steps with a spear in his hand, dragging his skin.
"Why don't you just cultivate your Dao properly? Why do you have to do things that are beyond your control? If a god from heaven really descends to the world, can you easily defeat him?"
"May I have your name?"
The slow steps stopped between the hems of his robes, a strand of white hair brushed past the corners of his eyes, Lu Liangsheng raised his face, and his plain words stunned the person on the other side for a moment, then he laughed.
"It's okay to tell you, the unlucky Zhang Guifang!"
"Zhang Guifang? I remember the last emperor of the human race had a general named Zhang Guifang. He was loyal and brave, and fought against the army of King Wu. In the end, he died in battle. Is he talking about you?"
Over there, in the divine light, the smile of Death Star gradually froze, his fingers gripping the gun handle tightened, the corners of his mouth stretched out, and he squeezed out a sound.
"Lu Liangsheng, soul is coming!"
The air twisted and diffused around the lips, and Lu Liangsheng's robe and hair bun suddenly flew back. The color on his face suddenly faded, and he shook twice and slowly lowered his head.
hehe.
Zhang Guifang chuckled twice, walked forward with the help of his spear, and laughed even louder as he looked at the figure with disheveled hair and no sound.
"Hahaha... What use is a monk to me in front of my soul-slaying technique of calling out names?"
At this moment, the silent figure suddenly raised his head, and between the scattered hair, Lu Liangsheng's face returned to human color. He inserted his hand into his chest, and divine light overflowed. The two of them were almost stuck together, and the latter stared with his eyes wide open and squeezed out a sound.
"How come... why are you okay..."
“Almost.”
Lu Liangsheng pushed hard again, his right hand piercing through his chest, his beard trembling. He whispered in Zhang Guifang's ear, "Almost... Unfortunately, I have two names, but you won't have the chance to know them. Stay well when you return to heaven, and don't think about coming down again."
Then he hugged him, and Lu Liangsheng looked at the temple gate with red eyes. The remaining Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Li Jing grabbed the hand that had touched the back of Zhang Guifang's neck suddenly. The latter screamed "Ah--" and divine light burst out, and his figure turned into smoke and dissipated.
"Li Jing, do you think I was joking?!"
He shouted suddenly, and countless swords and knives on the ground and in the sky swarmed over. There was a loud bang, and a white light filled the world. The temple door exploded and collapsed in an instant. The next moment, waves of fire rose up, mixed with white light, and a voice roared inside: "King of Heaven!"
As the golden divine light dissipated inside, the white light faded away, revealing the last figure, wearing a golden armor and a fairy belt, holding a banana fan with five-colored flames, with a layer of smoke curling beneath him. Several eyes in the smoke blinked and made a crying sound.
The dust danced and slowly fell. The god holding the fan raised his face. Above his eyes was a pair of human palms, with five fingers spread out, revealing an eye in each palm, staring at Lu Liangsheng fiercely.
However, after a moment, the banana leaf fan in his hand was waved, and it turned into a stream of light that quickly rushed into the sky and went away into the distance.
"Jia Zi Tai Sui God..."
Sensing the other party's deity status, Lu Liangsheng looked at the disappearing light and whispered the name, then walked towards the City God Temple. When he saw the gate of the main hall, Ji Xin's soul flickered, and he leaned against the door frame and tilted his head to smile at him.
"Master Lu, Ji has not broken his promise."
Seeing that he could still hold on, Lu Liangsheng bowed heavily, turned around, walked out of the temple, and went straight back to Chang'an City.