Suddenly there was a storm in Guangling City, stretching out the banners of the streets, and the doors and windows that had not yet been closed crackled in the wind.

Yue Temple in the east of the city, Chenghuang Temple in the west of the city, Confucian Temple in the south of the city, Wu Temple in the north of the city, and all the clay sculptures in the four temples of Guangling City, regardless of whether they are spiritual or not, suddenly at this moment, the golden light is magnificent, and the four illusory figures come out of the clay sculptures.

In the Temple of Literature is an elegant old man, in the Martial Temple is a golden armor god general, in the Chenghuang Temple is a short old man, and in the Yue Temple is a nine-trick stone man.

They all stood in their respective ancestral temples, looking at Nanyang Street in Guangling City, without saying a word.

The cold wind blew across the earth, and the vast books in Guangling City quickly turned over the pages under the breeze, and countless points of white light slowly flew from the bookworms towards Nanyang Street like fireflies.

First a little white, then tens of millions of white, and finally the world is white.

Guangling City is full of people who read books, and there are many families of book collectors.

White torrents surged from all directions of Guangling City towards Nanyang Street like a pilgrimage. Finally, it turned into a huge sea and fell silently.

Of course, these changes only happened in the eyes of the mountain gods and earth, and they had no effect on those ordinary people or even ordinary cultivators, they could only see what they saw, and they couldn't see anything else if they wanted to.

Those who are hanging beams and thorns continue to read at night, those who are looking for fun are still singing songs every night, and the homeless are still on the streets of Langlang......

The prosperity and loneliness of Guangling City have not been affected in the slightest, and those who want to die and those who want to live are slowly moving towards death, without exception.

In the night sky where the stars are extinguished, countless white dots are like starlight in the sky, shining in the dark night, shining on the mountains and rivers, and the years are long.

The golden armor god with a big sword in the Wumiao Temple looked at the elegant old man in the Confucian Temple, and asked, "Whatever?"

The Nine Tricks Stone Man and the short old man also looked at the elegant old man, although they didn't speak, but the meaning was obvious, and they were all waiting for him to make a decision.

It stands to reason that there is no distinction between the status of one city and four temples, but Guangling County is a large county of cultural movement, and invisibly, the status of the Confucian temples in various places is naturally higher than that of other temples.

And to be able to become the god of Wenyun in Guangling County, the first county of Wenyun, the means, heart, and status will not be comparable to a martial artist after death.

The elegant old man grabbed a handful of white dots, swayed them into the air, shook his head and said, "The principles and rules of this world are all set by scholars. Scholars act within the rules and principles, and we can't control them, and we can't manage them. ”

The Golden Armor God said angrily: "Then the heroic spirit of this city has allowed him to squander it like this? This is the accumulation of countless years of countless scholars in Guangling County, should we stop it? Otherwise, the Yao family will ......?"

The elegant old man smiled, "Kong said to be benevolent, and Meng said to take righteousness." As long as there is a person in the world who has benevolence and righteousness, Haoran Qi is inexhaustible. The business of the scholar is not something that those of us who eat cold pig's head meat have to worry about. Besides, people read it

The scholar is proud of his ability, why don't we let people take it. ”

"You just need to do your part, as for the Yao family, you don't have to worry, I will deal with it. ”

The elegant old man retracted his gaze, turned around and walked towards the clay sculpture golden body, and disappeared.

The Golden Armor God will look at each other with the Nine Tricks Stone Man and the short old man, and each of them will return to the golden body of their respective gods.

Because they have more important things to do next, that is, to stabilize the mountains and rivers in Guangling City and its surroundings, and not to be affected by the Nanyang Street War.

......

......

Guangling City Center, Yaojia Chamber.

Yao Baoshu, the head of the Yao family, looked at the Haoran Qi that passed away from the Yao family's land, his face was a little ugly, this was a little bit of family wealth that the Yao family's generations of great Confucian talents had worked hard to accumulate, and he could only watch it pass.

Yao Baoshu's fists were clenched white, it could be seen that he had been enduring the displeasure in his heart, he looked at the few people in the same meeting hall, his voice was a little cold, "Can anyone tell me what those fools in the worship hall have done? What is happening on Nanyang Street now? Why did all the Haoran Qi in Guangling City go in that direction?"

The people below hurriedly got up and saluted: "The head of the family, I have already sent the person closest to Nanyang Street to check, I think it won't be long before the latest news comes." ”

Yao Baoshu forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and roared angrily: "Let all the great Confucians in the family now go all out, we must intercept Haoran Qi, and we can't lose it anymore." Then let the group of guys in the worship hall who only know how to cause trouble solve this matter, otherwise they will all be expelled from Guangling County. ”

The others nodded in resignation.

Yao Baoshu waved his hand and waved the others back.

Yao Baoshu recited a Buddhist meditation mantra and tried to calm himself down, if it weren't for the fact that this Haoran Qi was very important and related to the Yao family's fortune in the next thousand years, he would not have lost his square inch so much.

He could naturally guess that the loss of Haoran Qi this time must be related to the loud noise and dazzling white light before, and he also knew that it was caused by the Yao family's worship hall, but in his opinion, a few juniors, if they kill it, they will be killed, as long as the worship hall does not cause any major events that cannot be ended, the Yao family can bear it for them.

But now it seems that the situation is a little beyond his imagination, it seems that the two teenagers are not as simple as he imagined, as if they are two dragons crossing the river.

Yao Baoshu looked at the Haoran Qi that kept flowing from his side, and sat down with some grievances in his heart, he now wanted to step over to Nanyang Street in one step and slap the two dragons who crossed the river and the group of Yao family worshippers to death.

He has this strength, but he really can't get out of it, because he is the head of the Yao family, and the person who is most involved in the Yao family's fortune, he must stay in the clan land to suppress the clan movement.

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......

Nanyang Street, lost its voice.

The Yao family's twenty-four worshippers were already completely desperate in their hearts, and in front of the sixth-level spirit array, they didn't even have the qualifications to die.

The sixth-level spirit array is like a small secret realm independent of the big heaven and earth, and the array standing inside the array

The person Xue Nianci is the heaven in this small secret realm.

Xue Nianci lifted the golden brush, trembling and scribbling in the void, and suddenly the wind and clouds between heaven and earth were fierce, and they were white.

In Xue Nianci's gaze, countless white torrents swept from all directions of Guangling City, and then smashed down around the golden light mask, forming white jade bamboo slips.

The white jade bamboo slips shrouded the golden light like a series of high walls.

As the pen in Xue Nianci's hand kept rising and falling, a killing word on the white jade bamboo slip slowly stood out.

Kill!

Suddenly there was a murderous aura in the golden light shield, and Wang Kejian and the others in the big array seemed to be facing the sky, and there were strands of death in their hearts.

The heavens wanted him to die, and he had to die.

The moment the killing word took shape, the wind that passed through the golden light mask suddenly softened, and a little bit of Haoran Qi on the white jade bamboo slip was separated and dispersed into the breeze.

A little haoran, a thousand miles of fast wind.

The breeze blew, and many people with low cultivation in the Heavenly Killing Array were the first to lose their voices, and their bones were slashed, and then in the wind, they were wiped out.

Yao Xian looked down at his feet in despair, under the breeze, his feet had disappeared, as if they had been erased out of thin air, and he could still stand without feet.

His chest, abdomen, and limbs were also wiped out without pain, followed by a skull, then consciousness, and finally darkness.

The outside world is a great self, but his world is pitch black.

The white jade tripod that sheltered Wang Kejian was blown by the breeze like a spring breeze like a spring breeze in Hexu, and the light was gradually dimming.

It is foreseeable that it will not be long before Bai Yu Xiaoding's spirituality will be completely erased, and it will be his death at that time.

As far as the eye can see, there are only a dozen people left in the Heavenly Killing Great Array, and they are all some high-grade offerings with deep hole cards, as for the others, it is as if they have never been here, and they have completely disappeared.

Heaven will kill people, and there will be no blood.

Wang Kejian smiled bitterly, knelt down in front of Xue Nianci, and said in a low voice: "I am willing to swear by the Great Dao of the Divine Soul, and I am willing to be a slave to my predecessors in this life and this life, and I will never betray." I just ask my seniors to spare my dog's life, I can practice pills and medicine for my seniors, before and after the saddle. ”

In the face of death, dignity seems worthless at this moment.

Shan Zeye Xiu, life is not valuable, but it is also very valuable.

What is worthless is someone else's life, and what is valuable is one's own life.

Seeing Wang Kejian like this, the eight people who were still alive in the Heavenly Killing Array also knelt down and kept begging.

Xue Nianci glanced at Dongluo, Dongluo shook his head, looked at Wang Kejian and said coldly: "Forget that I said before that you are a white-eyed wolf that you can't raise?"

Xue Nianci breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "I thought you would be a woman's kindness!"

Dongluo said, "I'm afraid that you will have the kindness of a woman. ”

Xue Nianci smiled and didn't speak.

He has kindness, but he does not have the kindness of a woman.

For a group of people who almost killed them just now, the only thing he could do was to let them die early.

Wang Kejian stood up, what

He didn't say anything, it was useless to say more, he wasted his lips and tongue, and directly infused all the little vitality left in his body into the white jade small ding, and tried his best to resist the erosion of the Heavenly Killing Array.

In this Guangling City, as long as he is not completely dead, then he still has hope of living, because this Guangling City is the Guangling City of the Yao family, and he is the superior worship of the Yao family's worship hall.

Time was slowly passing, and Wang Kejian, who was resisting the Heavenly Killing Array, suddenly felt that the erosive force seemed to be weakening. Hurriedly opened his mouth and said to the people who were still alive around him: "The power of this big array has weakened, everyone hold on for a while, and someone from the worship hall should come soon to save us." ”

Xue Nianci raised her head slightly, glanced at the center of the city, and said softly: "It's all this time, your Yao family hasn't come forward yet? Since your Yao family can intercept the heroic qi of this city, can you intercept this county?"

Xue Nianci once again wrote a killing word.

Guangling County suddenly shook the mountains, and the gods of one city and four temples in Guangling City suddenly reappeared.

The expression of the elegant old man, who was originally very calm, changed greatly, and he said loudly: "Quick, Yue Shenjun, Guo Chenghuang, the gods of the mountains and rivers under your hands immediately stabilize the mountains and rivers in various places. Zhou Wushen, if no one from the Yao family comes forward, you will directly smash his big array, but don't hurt them. He is going to cut off the cultural fortune of a county, I will go to the ancestral land of the Yao family and come back soon. ”

The figure of the elegant old man disappeared in an instant, and when he reappeared, he was in a huge mountain forest thousands of miles away.

And Yao Baoshuteng, the head of the Yao family, sat up from the ground with a sigh of emotion, and yelled a little aggrievedly: "Quick, all the great Confucians stop and let those Haoran Qi leave." ”

(End of chapter)