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Shanghai, the veritable first capital of the Orient, has become the most prosperous place in the East, along with the Champs-Élysées in Paris, Oxford Street in London and Broadway in New York, ranking among the world's most famous commercial streets.

It is undeniable that although the common people in southern China are still struggling to survive, the economy of southern China has continued to move forward in recent years, especially the light industry with the textile industry as the exceptionally prosperous. Although the pressure caused by the northern power is not small, it is also a great deterrent to the powers that peep into China, and the leader of the north, Chen Ho, has long said that if there is a foreign [***] team to invade China or bully and massacre the Chinese, whether it is north or south, he will not ignore it. Moreover, the vigorous development of various heavy industrial products in the north, together with a large number of light industrial orders, has led to the economic development of the south. Although the newspapers and periodicals under the political axe control in the south have always scolded the northern powers, when talking about the north, they have always been indispensable to "redness, **, lack of freedom, plundering of large households, industrial pollution, destruction of traditional culture, persecution of gentry and literati, regard the southern compatriots as economic colonies, and reckless military force" and other key words, and are extremely willing to report on various work-related injuries and mining difficulties in the north, forced demolition and forced relocation. Of course, while making money, it is still necessary to strictly restrict the exchange of personnel between the north and the south, so as to prevent the real situation of the people's livelihood from the north from being transmitted to the south and from infiltrating the ideology -- but it is really difficult to say whether this blockade can be carried out in place as far as the executive power of the southern bureaucracy is concerned.

In any case, the south is still living a "golden age" of official propaganda, and Shanghai is the gold of gold, and the prosperity of prosperity. Although Shanghai is still full of leases, foreigners are much more restrained than before. The exotic architecture and the presence of blue-eyed foreigners fully reflect Shanghai's cosmopolitan style of multiculturalism. Unlike the chimney-ridden northern cities, where there is a lot of construction all year round, the smell of lime and soot is always permeated, and the fresh air is mixed with a slight smell of fishy tides, which reminds people all the time that this is a livable city near the sea.

Shanghai at night is a city that never sleeps. The lights are bright, the cars are rumbling, the singing and dancing are leveling, and the lights are red and green. A qiē symbolizes taste, style, modernity, elegance, romance, and classic...... A loud horn drowned out the singing of the nightclub, and a rampaging British Austin sedan made all pedestrians look averted, whether it was a rickshaw driver who shuttled around, or a vendor who shouted at the top of his voice, or a gentleman wearing a gold pocket watch, or a modern lady with heavy makeup. A few small street shops that had not had time to evacuate were immediately smashed and overturned, and the hustle and bustle with the sound of crying and scolding came and went, as if to see off the car that had been in the dust all the way.

The car was driven by a sturdy young man, with the pungent smell of alcohol and the perfume of a dancing girl, who had obviously just been looking for pleasure and drunkenness at some entertainment venue, but he still seemed to be very energetic, and he stepped on the accelerator under his feet, and ran rampant through the narrow streets that seemed crowded and chaotic.

Suddenly, two girls wearing white school uniforms and short ears appeared in front of the car, it seemed that they were two female students, and they were suddenly surprised to see a speeding car, they were already frightened in place, and it was too late to dodge.

Seeing that a car accident was about to be born, the young man driving snorted coldly and hit his body to the left. A huge force suddenly caused the right two wheels of the speeding sedan to leave the ground, and only the left two wheels landed on the ground, and the body raced sideways, avoiding the two female students in an impossible situation, and leaving two deep wheel marks on the wall behind them, and after crushing half of the windows of a house, the four wheels hit the ground heavily in the flying bricks and tiles, and roared away. It doesn't matter that the two girls behind him were sprayed with sand and gravel and car exhaust, and one of the girls also scratched her tender face.

The young man who drove the car was named 6 Tao, as a master of cultivating the horizontal exercises to the innate realm, he could smash a tank with his bare hands, and a small car in his hands was just a toy to fiddle with. Even if there is any strict zhòng car accident, it can't actually hurt him half a hair, he is just bored and looking for some excitement.

For more than two years, he has asked for money and money, women and women, and he doesn't have to do anything, but he already has the rank of major general. Although he lived a luxurious life that was unimaginable before, after all, he turned his back on the faith he once held, betrayed the leader he once admired as God, and now he is living a life of depravity, indulgence, and fear.

Sometimes he will rejoice that the power of the innate master has allowed him to escape the sanction and enjoy the glory and wealth to this day, and sometimes he will resent the power he has - if he is just an ordinary person, when he encounters a lover's change of heart, he can only give a few slaps to the woman at most, and fight with his rival in love, how can he cause death on impulse? If he was just an acquired master, maybe he would confess his guilt in court and convince him, go to the execution ground with repentance, and sincerely warn future generations to learn from it before he died, leaving a regrettable but not bad reputation in history, how could he degenerate to the point of colluding with the decadent class he once deeply disliked and intended to overthrow?

In the past two years, he only dared to hide in Nanjing, under the protection of a group of monks who protected the military and political dignitaries in Nanjing, lest Chen Ho send a congenital master, or even Gao Xiang himself, to take his surname. Recently, he has gradually become bolder, and occasionally dares to leave Nanjing and go to Shanghai Shiliyang Market to sell gold and buy drunk.

"Damn!" As my heart was slightly distracted, a figure suddenly came into view, close at hand, and it was too late to avoid it.

The man in front of him was a little strange, not only deaf and blind walking towards the speeding sedan with his hands behind his back, but also made him completely unconscious beforehand - of course, this may have only been due to the fact that he had drunk too much wine and had just been distracted.

Now he can actually step on the chassis and nail the ground to forcibly stop the car, but after all, he has just bought this car and is not tired of playing, so he hesitated for a while, and the car has already crashed into the other party.

In the loud bang, the person did not crash into the air, but the car was torn apart, and it caught fire and exploded. In the blazing firelight, 6 Tao rushed out with the splash of broken glass and car parts, and the strong protective qi protected his whole body from leaking fire, and his palms slammed directly into the door of the comer.

He is not a fool, he can be hit by a speeding car without being knocked off, and the person who blew the car up is at least the peak master of the day after tomorrow, and the other party is obviously coming at him, and it is likely to be a congenital killer sent by Chen Ho.

A strong palm wind swept by, and the flames of the upper body of the future were blown away, revealing the true face of the person who came out.

For a while, although 6 Tao was in the flames, he only felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, his whole body froze, his blood froze, his heart stopped, and his proud innate skills seemed to have left him in an instant, exposing his fragile, ugly, and rotten inside.

In the midst of the electric sparks, the only last effort he could make to save his life was to shout in a trembling, fast tone.

"Master...... Spare ......"

The visitor shook his head calmly, "It's late." ”

The next day, several newspapers and periodicals in Shanghai published the news in an inconspicuous corner that "an unidentified drunk car raced in the city, was burned alive in a car accident, fortunately there were no other casualties," which did not attract much attention, and was quickly forgotten in the corner of history with the passage of time.

.......................................... "There is no doubt that Gao Xiang must have made a move!"

It was the seventh time that he had repeatedly read the report sent by his subordinates, and Kong Haobin, deputy director of the Xinpu Bureau of the Military Command Bureau, had an extremely gloomy face -- a congenital master died in a car accident without making a sound, and he burned Cheng Dù to the point that he could not even find a complete skeleton in just a few seconds. The person who can make him die quietly and can't even fart one more, in addition to the characters at the level of heaven and man, is there any other possible surname?

Kong Haobin was originally a person with a deep heart in the city, and when he joined Chen Ho's team, he only rushed away with power and fortune and various peerless martial arts. He is not a reckless man like 6 Tao, and his betrayal was not a temporary intention, but after careful planning, he focused on collecting a large number of secrets in the north before transferring to Nanjing, including a lot of military training tips and martial arts secrets. After throwing himself into Nanjing, he deliberately recruited Nanjing military and political dignitaries and monks who protected the country, worked hard to eradicate dissidents for Nanjing's political axe, and donated a lot of incense money to the Heavenly Master every month. Now his status and even his own strength in Nanjing are far from being comparable to 6 Tao, who threw himself into Nanjing earlier than him.

Judging from his understanding of Gao Xiang's surname, the other party has never had much patience, and after getting rid of 6 Tao on this trip, he should soon come to the door to kill him, and he won't play any tricks.

Then the next step is to report to the Nanjing political axe and ask for asylum, which is a natural choice. However, he wanted to change to a more cunning and insidious way, which was more beneficial to himself - after learning the information of 6 Tao's death, he immediately asked to see the president, explained that he was powerful, and made a promise with anger, and volunteered to act as a bait, hoping that the president could take this opportunity to gather capable people, wait for the rabbit, and get rid of a henchman.

As he expected, not only did he quickly gather a force far more powerful than simply asking for protection, but if this pass could pass smoothly, he would be tantamount to making another miraculous contribution to Nanjing, and it would be logical to remove the sub-word in front of the director.

However, this matter is extremely dangerous after all, compared to the battle of heaven and man, he is just a small shrimp, and he may hang up if he is wiped by the aftermath. So although he was calm on the surface, he was extremely nervous inside, and the more nervous he was, the more he felt his mouth dry. So he subconsciously poured himself a cup of tea and raised his glass to drink.

But when the cup reaches the mouth, it is difficult to drink, and it is even difficult to breathe. Without warning, a majestic force suddenly permeated the surroundings, slowly and invisibly as heavy as a mountain. For a while, I saw the boundless purple gas in front of me, the bright moon in the sky outside the window, and the starry sky lost its color for a while.

Wang Zong had just stepped into Kong Haobin's private villa, and a golden light and auspicious glow suddenly rose in the void, as if the first rays of morning shone on the morning sun, filled with peaceful Qinghui purple gas.

Coming out in the middle of the night, it should have been an incredible and strange spectacle. But now, in Wang Zong's eyes, the sky, the earth, the wind, the moon, the distant scenery and near objects, bathed in the morning light, are all so harmonious and natural. The morning dew, the withered banyan at the end of the year, the grass grows and the warbler flies, the rising moon falls, the stars fade away, a qiē is so harmonious, natural birth, people feel that it should be so, people do not feel the slightest danger, but from the heart of a heartfelt touch.

"Mr. Wang, please stop and listen to the poor man. ”

Wang Zong smiled and shook his head, still moving forward, just one step, Wang Zong felt that one of his simple actions seemed so abrupt, so unnatural, destroying the perfect harmony of the whole in front of him, as if he had destroyed a harmonious world with his own hands.

It's a feeling of going against the odds, as if you're making enemies of the whole world with every move. Although he knew that it was illusory, the feeling in his heart still gave him a lot of constraints, as if he was pulled into a boundless net, his heart was turbulent, and he was indescribably depressed and bored.

The indescribable stagflation felt that his heart was overwhelmed, and the sense of heaven and earth vitality outside his body gradually blurred, and Wang Zong could no longer comprehend the feeling of being one with heaven and earth, as if his eyes had been cut off, and it seemed that he was ...... He was forcibly pulled down from the realm of heaven and man and turned into an ordinary innate master, and the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, which was originally introduced and supplemented by the outside world at all times, also stagnate out of control, and there seemed to be a tendency to conflict with the original true qi.

"The Yuanying realm is really extraordinary, breathtaking!"

Wang Zong praised, the other party was able to suppress the realm of heaven and man invisibly, and people couldn't feel the slightest bit of strong oppression, just took advantage of the situation, and made it difficult to make people powerful, and there was no way to break it. The subtlety of the Yuanying realm can be seen.

In the midst of admiration, Wang Zong stepped out again like flowing water, as if advancing but not advancing, as if retreating but not retreating, not on this shore, not on the other side, not in the middle. In front of him, the harmonious one, as if the eternal Dawn Heaven and Earth appeared a slight turmoil. In the past, the other party carried the general trend of heaven and earth, waited for work with ease, and controlled the rebellion with obedience, but now Wang Zong seems to be obedient and non-obedient, and seems to be rebellious and non-rebellious.

In one step, a wisp of the same peaceful and warm, containing infinite vitality of golden light appeared in Wang Zong's right hand, and in an instant, it was divided into green, orange, yellow, and white between his five fingers, one color was warm, one color was hot, one color was killing, and one color was cold, as if the four seasons were reincarnated, the seasons changed, and they cut into the world along a strange and mysterious trajectory. Hundreds of millions of subtle mysteries are so complex that they can't be reasoned with, and they are imperceptible between every moment of finger movement, but they are so simple and smooth to the extreme, the avenue is simple, and it seems to be simple and complex. The vast and majestic world of dawn suddenly becomes vivid, and countless unexpected subtle changes are born, vibrant, colorful, and endless.

Wang Zong did not destroy the other party's world, but integrated into the other party's world and helped the other party make the world more perfect and complex. Once one of the computers has a bug in the calculation, or can't keep up with the rhythm of the other party, then it will lose the dominance and control of the world in front of it, and divide the winner and loser.

At one moment, the sun rises and the moon sets, all things breed, the four seasons wither and prosper, the vicissitudes of the sea and the infinite evolution, and in an instant, the morning light world in front of you seems to have passed thousands of years. The starry moonlight reappeared in the world, the morning light dissipated, and the purple qi in the sky was restored to a simple and unpretentious ancient sword, which was gently flicked by Wang Zong's fingers.

The sound of the ancient sword was like the wind blowing the bamboo in the morning bell, and the aftermath was faint and slowly faded. Zhang Yuanfang, who was holding an ancient sword, had three strands of long beard, wearing a Tai Chi Taoist robe, his face was like a crown of jade, his eyes were shocked, and finally he shook his head, took the long sword back to the scabbard on his back, and sighed: "Eleven years ago, after the first battle of Tanglin, Mr. Zeng Daowang, the elder brother of the poor Dao, was the first actual combat master below the Chinese resident immortals.

Zhang Yuanfang's surprise actually has a triple significance: Wang Zong did not compete with him for murderous energy, destructive power and swift and precise moves like ordinary celestial and human warriors, but competed with him for the comprehension of heaven and earth and the ability to deduce and adapt, which was better than him in the field that should have been the monk's strength, forcing the "Three Five Male and Female Evil Swords" that were perfectly integrated with heaven and earth to also show their true form. Secondly, it was surprising that Wang Zong actually used his physical body to shake the "Three or Five Male and Female Evil Sword" handed down by the Dao ancestor, not only did not hurt at all, but also melted and dissolved the huge energy that was enough to level a radius of one or two miles in the shock, and introduced it into the void.

Therefore, although the battle between the two is light and light on the surface, the dust is not shocked, except for a few resident birds who misunderstood the early rise of the morning and jumped out of the nest, and now they are flying blankly under the moonlight, not even a single grass or tree is injured. But in fact, if one of the two of them does not deal with it properly, it will immediately explode into a catastrophe!

In addition to these two surprises, the last surprise for Zhang Yuanfang was that the object of his trip -- Kong Haobin, deputy director of the Military Command Bureau, saw that this person was now with his eyes wide open, his mouth wide open, and his death was unknown. On him, there is still a layer of brilliant golden rays slowly dissipating.

The reason was only that the coffee in his hand had been driven by a sword qi that was cold and killing, turning into a quenching ice thorn, penetrating through his mouth and piercing through the back of his head. Zhang Yuanfang could be sure that Wang Zong would make a move, but when he would make a move, he didn't know. It wasn't until he used the Yuanying realm ability to go back to the void that it was only when Wang Zong used his right hand to balance with himself that he had already developed sword qi in his left hand. Moreover, this sword is far and near, no big or small, as if it is a flying immortal outside the sky, leaving the world and escaping into the void, so that he could not realize it at the first time.

At this time, Zhang Yuanfang was covered in cold sweat, but the most surprising thing at the moment was actually not him.

In the villa where Kong Haobin died, the golden light and auspicious clouds appeared again, everywhere he went, every grass and tree, every brick and tile was dyed into a brilliant and crystal clear color, an ordinary villa, but in an instant, it gave people a sense of majestic grandeur, like a temple of heaven. Even a few birds flying in the air were dyed with golden light, and a crown of auspicious clouds was born above their heads, and their wings covered the sky and the ground, as if they were golden in the heavenly realm. For a while, the golden light reflected each other, filled with endless sacredness and majesty. Everywhere is filled with billowing golden flames, teaching people to feel like they are in an endless golden sea.

Countless gold vortices converged into one, forming a mighty cyclone like a jade dragon in the golden river, which was instantly elongated to form a golden bridge. On the golden bridge, an old man wearing a golden robe and an immortal wind and bones appeared out of thin air and walked slowly, as if he was a fairy in the world, and a golden immortal came into the world.

This kind of appearance of blind dog eyes is undoubtedly more than Zhang Yuanfang's emphasis on the natural plain harmony of Taoism, and it is exactly the same Taoist ancestor - Jin Gong Patriarch has arrived in the middle of the road!

But although he looks good, Lu Zhongyi obviously lacks confidence, and waved his hand to Wang Zong again and again: "Don't misunderstand, little friend, the old way is just to make some false texts that shake people, respond to things externally, and it is convenient to speak internally." ”

"Of course I can understand this, I don't know if the two of you can understand me cleaning up the portal this time?" Wang Zong also smiled when he heard this, along the way, of course, he could detect that there were many people in ambush around, and most of them were strange people with strange breaths. And Zhang Yuanfang and Lu Zhongyi shot twice, in the eyes of outsiders, first came out late at night, changed the world, and then the golden sky, brilliant and brilliant, thinking that it was in full swing, but in fact, these two people tried to be tricky and began to make peace with the mud. With the strength of the northern political axe, it is difficult to effectively control the mortals under zhì, and the southern political axe naturally does not want to force the two to work hard, but the two of them are worshipped, and the family business is all in the south, so they still need to take proper care of the skin of the political axe.

"Those who deceive teachers and destroy ancestors will be destroyed by heaven and earth, and it is natural to take it for granted. I originally thought that this person was kind and charitable, and he was a powerful political axe, and he was a pillar of the country, but I didn't expect that he knew people and faces, but he didn't know his heart. Lu Zhongyi is also an old fritter who has been mixed up in the world all the year round, and he pushed it all away in a few words, and asked with a smile on his face: "In the past, after the First World War of Tanglin, I was very worried about my friends for more than ten years. Now it seems that Xiaoyou has no divine power at all, but when he made a move, he made me completely unable to resist, could it be ......"

In fact, Kong Haobin had been secretly protected by him with the Golden Light Divine Domain, although Kong Haobin himself "Please God**" cultivation was not of the middle grade, but with his top grade please God to help, a body of golden light, but almost beyond the middle grade, even if the heavenly and human masters attacked, they could bear one or two.

The biggest difference between the amount of body protection between the top-grade and the medium-grade is that the top-grade god has begun to involve the laws of space, and if you can't interfere with the space to suppress the divine power, then no matter how strong the attack is, you can be immune to it. Wang Zong's "Martial God Battle Armor" of the high-grade realm back then, even the attack of the "Sword Twenty-Three" with a spatial rift could withstand it for a moment. However, now Wang Zongjian simply remembered the sword qi, and the power was not very powerful, but the ability of his divine domain was completely ineffective, and it penetrated Kong Haobin's protective golden light, so he was suspicious in his heart, and he was eager to know Wang Zong's "Please God**" realm.

(To be continued)