The Dou family shop on the edge of the inner city of Shendu is accustomed to being crowded with dragons and snakes, and gossips are flying everywhere. It is the first choice for foreign warriors and merchants to inquire about things. ∴Top∴Point∴Small∴Say, x
A man with a scar on his face held a bamboo hat and walked through the noisy crowd, then found a square table and sat down.
While waiting for the waiter to pour tea and water, his ears moved slightly, trying to find useful information from the chaotic and noisy sounds.
They say heroes, Taoist heroes, but they slashed wildly in the illusory formation, suffered hundreds of wounds, and killed Fan Changmiao, the top scholar in the current class, with one sword, who was the direct descendant of Mie Tianmen and was trained as the future master of the Six Destroyers of Humans and Demons. As soon as the demon died, the illusion formation was immediately in danger. All the princes of the Political Hall worked together to break the shackles and stopped the conspiracy of the Hunjun and Luo Jiao to destroy the Tianmen. As the saying goes, a thousand-mile embankment was destroyed in an ant nest. It is also said that evil cannot defeat good, and critical moments have their own consequences. A hero emerges
The man who talked so much that he was frothing at the mouth was dressed as a storyteller, wearing a green shirt and a small hat, holding a tree in his hand. People at the nearby tables were listening attentively, and the distance between the tables was moved very close.
The man with the scar on the face of the mad sword frowned, stood up, held a piece of silver in his hand, squeezed to the storyteller, bowed his hands and saluted, doing all the etiquette in the world: This gentleman, a person from Xiliang, suppressed a batch When the goods arrived in Beijing, the atmosphere felt strange, as if something big had happened.
While he was talking, the ingot of silver was already given to the storyteller.
The storyteller secretly weighed the silver, determined the weight, and said with a smile: "Brother, I don't know. In seven days, Qionghua Banquet will be held."
After the storyteller finished talking about the changes in the city of God that day, the man with the scar on his face seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: I see, this will not affect my business. I wonder what the situation in the court is now.
The storyteller patted Jingmu: All the officials in the political affairs hall put the overall situation first and did not do anything to implicate them. From the six gates to the chief arrester, they still held their original posts and were only fined. It's just that, except for the two grandmasters of the Zhao family in the divine capital, I'm afraid they have all changed their families. In addition, top masters from all the top families have joined the six families and served as the head catchers with golden seals.
This matter spread like wildfire and everyone knew about it. Although there was no talk of changing the family, anyone with a little sophistication could appreciate the mystery.
The man with the scar on his face nodded gently, as it should be: I don’t know which prince will succeed him.
His conversation was rather formal. Covering up the rough aura on his body.
The prince seemed to have something to do with the affair of the faint king. He failed to succeed to the throne and only became the king of Liang. Now he lives in seclusion, cultivating himself and worshiping the Buddha. The storyteller recalled the enthronement ceremony three days ago. Although there were rumors that King Jin was involved in the mysterious and terrifying myth and that he was a parricide, there was no evidence in the end. After investigation by the officials of the political affairs hall, there was no evidence. Finally, he was crowned emperor.
There must be an honest reason to depose the prince, and it cannot be about worshiping the Buddha, so he is implicated in the old emperor.
Things are unpredictable, the man with the scar on his face said with emotion.
He's not a storyteller. He clicked his lips. Do you know who the current prince is
Although the current Crown Prince Jin Wang is married. But she hasn’t given birth yet, the man with the scar on his face said in surprise.
Most of the people around him already knew this, and laughed at his ignorance.
Although King Jin, no. The current emperor has no children, but Zhou Jun Wang is involved in politics, fearing that he may have secretly communicated with the myth, and can't argue with the princes. Ji Yan established the crown prince first to act as a check and balance. No, the King of Wei, who had always been ignored, rose to prominence. The storyteller clicked his tongue and took the crown prince's position for nothing. It was a good practice in ancient times for brothers to end up with younger brothers.
The man with the scar on his face listened very attentively. Although this had nothing to do with the lying business, it had a certain impact on the power behind him.
In addition, the Emperor's Sword is no longer under the control of the royal family, but is placed in the political hall, where the princes take turns to guard it, and then hand it over to the emperor when necessary. The storyteller spoke very fast, crackling and telling the follow-up of the changes in the city of the gods. Tomorrow the emperor will be buried with a severe posthumous title.
The man with the scar on his face turned around with satisfaction, and murmured as he walked: No wonder the vision in the city of gods that he saw a few days ago turned out to be the wrong action of the tall man. That was six days ago.
Obviously, he has been near the divine capital for some time.
He turned around in surprise and looked at the storyteller: What was the vision six days ago
The storyteller was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter: The vision of the mad sword ascending to the sky in one step covered the city of Gods, and after four tribulations, it became an outdoor scene, shocking all the strong men.
The man with the scar on his face took a deep breath and took a long time to recover. He frowned and said, "Tell me in detail."
The storyteller chuckled: I saw it with my own eyes outside the Su Family Courtyard that day.
Crazy Sword sent out invitations widely. We all thought that we were imitating the old story of Xingyun, challenging all the masters on the list, and relying on Qi to pull us to the sky in one step. Who knew that Crazy Sword was better than the invisible sword, without the pressure of life and death, sitting upright, chatting and laughing Open the entrance, communicate with the inside and outside, no matter how ordinary people are
He got excited when he spoke, lifted up his green robe, and patted the table: At that time, night fell, and the whole world was dark. Stars were as bright as flowers blooming, the sun rose in the east, golden crows flew around, and holes appeared on the earth. Floating, truly all-encompassing and ever-changing, and the Crazy Sword went through the thunder tribulation, the yin fire tribulation, the golden wind tribulation, just like searching for something in a bag, until the final chaos tribulation came, and he tried his best to split the chaos with wounds all over his body.
Still like this, he was able to change his clothes and toast at the end, chatting and laughing, making all the guests admire him.
Wait a minute, the thunder tribulation, the yin fire tribulation, the golden wind tribulation, the fourth level of chaos tribulation, the heavenly tribulation. The man with the scar on his face was extremely shocked.
Of course, Mr. Storyteller was categorical. At the same time, his face turned red and he seemed to be very excited. Do you know who was the last one to reach the fourth level of the Heavenly Calendar
The man with the scar on his face, who was only at the third level of Heavenly Tribulation with the Heavenly Sword, shook his head, looking confused.
The storyteller was so frightened that he trembled all over: The Human Emperor
The man with the scar on his face was shocked and solemn, and couldn't believe his ears.
The news from Jiangdong Wang family will still be wrong. Even if the world changes drastically, the mad sword will never be as powerful as the human emperor, but at least half of the Dharma body will be fine. The storyteller asked and answered questions.
The man with the scar on his face was stunned and silent.
Speaking of the Divine Sword from Heaven, according to my brother-in-law from the Six Gates, six days ago, Fairy Jue Sword broke through the barrier of death, and the light of the sword shone for hundreds of miles. It was also through the third level of heavenly tribulation that someone next to him interrupted.
The storyteller took a deep breath: Calculating the time, Daluo Demon Girl may have reached the sky in one step. At that time, the top six people on the list, Invisible Sword Daluo Demon Girl counted all the absolute swords in the world, the Wolf King and the Crazy Sword, excluding the Wolf King who met the Lord of Hell. They all reached the sky in one step. This is a grand event that has never happened before.
Could the golden scales emerging from the changing winds and clouds be a sign of great catastrophe and troubled times
Don't let me and other ordinary people prefer to be peace dogs rather than people in troubled times. Looking through history books, every time in troubled times, cities are often destroyed. Even if one hundred thousand dead souls can escape the influence of the battle on location, they will still fall into famine and eat each other. Think about it carefully.
In times of peace, if there is drought or flood, all we need to do is dispatch the strong ones in the exterior. Invoking the power of heaven and earth should be able to alleviate disasters, so basically there will be a bumper harvest every year, but if trouble comes. In which location do you still have the leisure time to help people outside your own home
Amidst the commotion, the man with the scar on his face had already left Dou's store.
Kuang Dao has reached the sky in one step, and I must inform Boss Zeluo immediately. They have a deadly feud. This time, I was asked to find out about Kuang Dao by the way. His face was solemn and his steps were quick.
Affected by the battle on location, more than half of the Yulinyuan Mountain Forest was destroyed. The lake becomes larger, with sparkling waves and vast waves.
A small boat was floating on the lake. Meng Qi was sitting on the bow of the boat, his blue shirt fluttering in the wind, smiling as he watched Su Ziyue make tea.
A figure jumped up from the stern of the boat, with a graceful posture, like a fairy. When the momentum was exhausted, he made an unimaginable turn and was about to change direction and fly back.
However, his movement during this turn was extremely clumsy, and his body fell directly into the lake, making a popping sound.
Second brother, you, why don't you catch Mr. Gu? Su Ziyue looked at Meng Qi blankly.
Meng Qi looked at Gu Changqing with his head exposed and said with a smile: Without the pain of failure, there would be no profound memory and no improvement in martial arts.
Gu Changqing has become a drowned rat, his hair is wet and messy, but there is no pain on his face, and he keeps whispering: It turns out there is some bad luck there, it turns out it is
A few days ago, Meng Qi took Gu Changqing out of Huanhou Mansion and solemnly taught him the Seven True Scriptures. Gu Changqing also made a soul oath to carry forward the Seven True Scriptures, establish a sect, and pass it on from generation to generation.
As Su Ziyue was the only bloodline of the Tang family, Meng Qi also taught her the Seven Scriptures.
In Meng Qi's view, the Seven Scriptures are much better than the Su family's inheritance.
Pingxu Linfeng was much more graceful than Kunwu. Su Ziyue completely believed Meng Qi's words and didn't pay attention to his hidden narrow-mindedness.
Although she does not know her true life experience, she feels that her mother is the legitimate daughter of the Tang family, and she is half of the Tang family's bloodline, so it is her unshirkable duty to inherit the Seven True Sutras.
Gu Changqing kept practicing and kept falling into the lake. Meng Qi drank tea and admired the scenery, feeling peaceful and happy.
One day passed, and as soon as Meng Qi returned to the courtyard, his vision dimmed, his soul became dizzy, and he appeared in Samsara Square.
As the light fell, Ruan Yushu, Qi Zhengyan and Zhao Heng stepped out, while Meng Qi's eyes fell on the face of the girl wearing goose yellow clothes.
The sharpness hidden in her eyes has become stronger, and she has become calmer and more mature. She can no longer be called a girl.
Jiang Zhiwei also looked at Meng Qi, the corners of her mouth slowly raised, and she smiled sweetly: "The fourth level of catastrophe, the stars are blooming all over the city, it's a joy to congratulate."
Meng Qi then smiled: The sword shines for hundreds of miles, cutting through three tribulations, we are both happy and happy.
When we meet and smile, all the unfamiliarity disappears
Ruan Yushu was also happy, his big eyes showed joy, and he kept whispering to Jiang Zhiwei.
Everyone reminisced about old times and heard that all the mission evaluations were average. After each person except Jiang Zhiwei had two hundred good deeds, Meng Qi went to the central light pillar and put the loot inside.
To exterminate the devil's hand, the treasured weapon can be exchanged for two thousand good deeds.
Taiyi Zizai Sword, a sharp weapon that can be exchanged for sixty good deeds.
Sixty Meng Qi was startled at first, and then suddenly realized that he and Jiang Zhiwei were already on location, Zhao Heng was also halfway there, and the price of sharp weapons dropped significantly.
This is a powerful weapon to prevent powerful reincarnations from searching, and attracts attention.
Because Jiang Zhiwei did not participate in the mission this time, the four people shared it equally, each with 515 good deeds. Adding the 1,700 earned previously, each person received a total of 2,215 good deeds from this mission.
Let’s redeem the news for the next mission first. Jiang Zhiwei suggested that she would have to do a single mission to make up for this time, but the unused time could be used for stability.
Jiang Zhiwei still had 80 good deeds left, which was just enough to join in, so the five of them asked for information on the next mission.
The next mission is in a year and a half.
Because there are already two people on location, the team strength gap is too big, the mission will be divided, and it is currently difficult to determine the strength of the remaining three people before the next mission, so please check before starting.
Mission background: Five hundred years after becoming a god, there are no saints and hundreds of schools of thought are in decline.
Five hundred years after becoming a god, Meng Qi's pupils suddenly shrank. . .
: Asking for recommendation votes on Monday