Chapter 213: The Ghost of the Pen is Shocked

Listening to the increasingly dull thunder outside like a war drum, as well as the exclamations of Bao Ya and the embroidery girl. Pens, fun, and pavilions www.biquge.info and the slightly frightened shouts of the people on the street.

Situ Xing's eyes kept flickering, and he had an intuition that success was just around the corner, otherwise there would be no lightning and thunder between heaven and earth, and there would be no vision of ghosts crying wolves.

Legend has it that when Yu Xuanji had an epiphany of "preserving heavenly principles and destroying human desires", heaven and earth were saddened, and ghosts and gods were shocked.

Situ wanted to create a system that was more complete than "science".

Naturally, they will also be jealous of heaven and earth, and all kinds of calamities will occur.

The lead clouds in the sky were like ink, and they took on an unusually red color. As if the sky had been provoked, the people of Beijun subconsciously looked up at the sky, their hearts seemed to be held by a big hand, and there was an indescribable feeling of suffocation.

Hunting dogs, domestic cats, etc., which are more sensitive than humans, have long been lying on the ground, their tails drooping, as if they have been broken, and they are constantly wailing and wailing.

There was also indescribable chaos in the underworld, and the ghosts and gods lay on the ground as if they were frightened, constantly howling and bowing, and letting the ghosts and ghosts beat them with sticks, not only did they not stop, but they tended to intensify.

Dressed in a red official robe, Beijun Chenghuang looked at the air with a sad face. There was a look of remembrance in his eyes.

The last time this happened in the netherworld was when Yu Xuanji realized the Holy Dao.

Could it be that there are people in the world who have realized the truth of heaven and earth, which has triggered the vision of heaven and earth sorrow and ghostly shock?

The Terran deserves to be the protagonist of this era, and it is full of luck. Non-ghosts and gods, the demon clan can be compared.

Huo Feiran, the governor of Beijun, the martial arts saint, and the king of Chengjun all walked out of their residences, facing the majestic Tianwei, and their faces suddenly became solemn.

"What the hell is going on?"

"How can it be like a cloud?"

"Could it be that there are people from the sect who are here to cross the catastrophe?"

"Doesn't he know that this will provoke thunder and lightning and destroy people's houses?"

"What the hell is going on?"

Not only are they confused and restless, but even those who are hiding in the darkness are alarmed. They either probe in person, or send their own spies, trying to find out what is happening in the city as soon as possible.

Dressed in white, holding a white umbrella, Wu Qi with a sickly face stood on top of the tower, looking at the thunderclouds in the air with a solemn face.

"Check!"

"We must find out who it is that dares to rob the city in Beijun Xiongcheng. ”

"The imperial court and the sect have long had a tacit understanding, whoever dares to break the rules, is really daring, are they not afraid of hurting the innocent? Could it be that the people who created the Dao of Transformation? They have just received the power of the Yuqing Dao, and they are acting so arrogantly. How unreasonable!"

The entire North County was shocked, and everyone wanted to urgently find out what was going on in the North County and why there was a sudden thunderstorm.

And the ghosts and gods in the yin were also alarmed, and let out a terrible cry.

The Daoist Cultivators, who were wearing cyan Dao robes and embroidered with a gourd on their chests, were also confused, and they were a little confused about the situation in front of them.

If it weren't for all the Daoists in Beijun who had arrived, even they themselves would probably have to wonder if it was the people of their own sect who had come here to cause thunder.

Thunder!

It is something that every person in the sect has to face directly.

Let everyone love and hate him.

The yin god of the sect is pure yin, with the improvement of cultivation, the feminine in the mind slowly turns into pure****** according to the different conversion situations, it is divided into yin god realm, earth fairy realm, heavenly fairy realm, pure yang and so on.

Thunder is a pure yang thing between heaven and earth, and it is the nemesis of the Yin God of the sect, but it can also refine thoughts and turn the thoughts of the Yin God into pure yang.

Every time the sect monks ascended to the realm, when the thunder first sounded in the spring, they would let go of their minds and take the initiative to experience the tempering of the thunder tribulation with their thoughts and obtain enlightenment.

There are nine thunderstorms!

According to strength, there are also different realm divisions.

When the thought of getting through a thunderstorm is out of the body. Thoughts can go out of the body, attached to grass, trees, rocks, or living people, but at this time, the spirit is the most fragile, and the wind blowing on the body is as painful as a blunt knife cutting flesh. When caught in the sun, it is like falling in a furnace.

When I think of surviving the two thunderstorms, I am no longer afraid of the moonlight and wind and frost, but I am still afraid of the scorching sun, so I can only go out of my body at night and walk eight hundred at night.

The thought of surviving the three thunderstorms is a daily journey, no longer afraid of the sun, can appear in the daytime, and can also establish one's own blessed land in the underworld to protect the believers.

This heavy realm is also called the earth immortal.

When the thought survives the six thunder tribulations, the thought will be as crystal clear as red agate, not to mention the sunlight, even ordinary thunder will hurt. The blessed land of hell will ascend to heaven and become a cave heaven.

The world calls them immortals, overwhelming, unparalleled in mana, and even the imperial court does not dare to offend easily.

After the Nine Thunder Tribulations, all thoughts turned into pure yang, and thoughts at this time were like diamonds, immortal existences. Except for time, there is no force in the world that can damage him.

They are transcendent beings, immortal beings, beings comparable to the shattered void.

Therefore, when the governor Huo Feiran and King Chengjun and others saw the robbery, their first thought was that someone from the sect was in the northern county.

An enlightened Taoist with white hair and a green robe with a gourd logo looked at the air with a solemn face. The red clouds made him feel a sense of panic, and he instinctively wanted to stay away.

"The Governor's Mansion and the Chengjun Mansion have all sent people over to ask, is it our people who are in the cross-robbery?"

A young Taoist priest wearing a green robe and a jade-like face glanced at the clouds in the air and said with a wry smile.

"It's weird!"

"What kind of monk is so bold and reckless, and he is not afraid of accidentally injuring the people and being wanted by the Great Qian Imperial Court?"

The gray-haired Enlightened Daoist looked at the clouds in the air, and there was a hint of suspicion in his eyes. Said in disbelief.

"Didn't the elders of his sect warn him?"

The young Taoist priest seemed to think of something, and his face suddenly became arrogant, a little arrogant, and a little arrogant and said:

"It must be from a casual cultivation background. ”

"With the careful teaching of the elders of the sect, how could they make such a common-sense mistake. ”

"Only those loose cultivators who don't have a sect or a Taoist lineage would do such a reckless thing. ”

"It's just that this sect is implicated, and it is misunderstood by the Governor's Mansion and the King of Chengjun. ”

With gray hair, a furrow on his face, and Wudao, who was wearing a cyan robe, thought of the accountability of the two mansions, and couldn't help but smile helplessly on his ruddy face, and said a little stupidly:

"If you are not all by Lao Dao's side, even Lao Dao will be suspicious of the sect, and today's events, they will not be blamed. ”

"It's inevitable that the tree will make a big move. ”

"I hope this matter will end soon, and the sect can also start its layout in Beijun as soon as possible. ”

The young Taoist priest's eyes couldn't help but froze, and he said with a gloomy face:

"I hope so!"

"For some reason, I had a feeling of uneasiness, as if something big was about to happen. ”

The gray-haired Enlightened Daoist didn't say anything, but the sorrow on his face became more intense.

Why didn't he feel this way...

Situ Xing didn't listen to what was going on outside the window, so he naturally didn't know the changes outside, and all his mind was on the tip of the pen in front of him.

The brush in his hand was an ordinary wolf pen, but for some reason, it seemed to be surprisingly heavy, and every gesture of Situ Punishment had to exhaust a thousand pounds of strength, and it was extremely difficult to write.

One omission!

One horizontal!

One horizontal!

Tree skimming!

。。。

As the writing slowed down as a snail crawls, a square word is assembled with difficulty.

Looking at the unusually familiar font, a trace of excitement couldn't help but rise in Situ Xing's eyes.

It's done!

As this font slowly formed, the ghosts and gods in the underworld seemed to be whipped by a leather whip, and the howling sound was even more tragic, and even more people kept rolling on the ground with their heads in their hands, and some tried to escape the shackles of the underworld.

"The pen is terrifying!"

"Who is it that has such a realm?"

Beijun Chenghuang was shocked, he really couldn't imagine which Confucian in Beijun had the power to write ghosts and gods.