This is Lu Que, he wants to fight, and the entire wasteland can't stop him.

The Hidden Dragon Wargroup is very strong, and this is a Hidden Wargroup cultivated by the national teacher himself.

Monks who can be qualified to enter the Hidden Dragon War Group can start to cultivate to the saint realm.

What is a saint?

In traditional culture, a sage is a person who knows and does everything he can be.

All talents and virtues are exhausted, and they are called saints.

The Taoist Huang Lao Liezhuang is a sage.

The Confucian Yao Shun Kong Meng was also a sage.

Dayu of the Mo family is a saint.

Those who have ears on the left side to hear the Tao and understand the righteousness of heaven and earth are called saints.

The saint knows all things, does not think about the past, is based on the present, and is fearless of the future.

This is a true saint!

On the way to martial arts, he looks like a prince and a star-grabbing saint.

The realm of saints has to go through three stages, the sea of iniquity, the present world, and the unenlightened.

The sea of evil refers to the past, the present world implies the present, and the future is not light.

Star-grabbing saints, the stars in the vast starry sky can be directly captured, and the elemental power and law of the world are beckoning.

But the saint realm is not the end of the monkhood.

There is such a saying in other martial arts circles.

Under the saints, they are all ants!

The other Wasteland monks who can be recognized by the Martial Dao Heavenly can only be in the Saint Realm.

Is Lu Que a saint realm?

If he wasn't, how could he dare to challenge the Hidden Dragon Warband, which were all in the Saint Realm.

It is not easy to start a war between the saint realms, especially if they belong to the same desolate state.

Because no matter which saint falls, it will be a loss to the Upper Wasteland.

The saint realm in the Upper Wasteland is like a great master in the hot summer, precious and rare.

Therefore, when Sima Zhuliang heard that Lu Que was going to invite the Hidden Dragon War Group to fight, his heart was very heavy.

"Lu Que!"

These two words, Sima Zhuliang roared out from between his teeth.

"He, Qin Chuge, is just a monk from the Lower Wasteland, how can he be worth your dedication?"

"If you come back now, I will kill Qin Chuge immediately, he is not worthy of such a sacrifice from you at all."

Sima Zhuliang was furious to the extreme.

He blamed everything on Qin Chuge.

If it weren't for him, Lu Que would never have taken this risk.

In Sima Zhuliang's eyes, Qin Chuge was a scourge.

"The surname is Qin, you give Lao Tzu a ...... death"

Sima Zhuliang roared and pounced on Qin Chuge.

Swish!

A figure stood in front of Sima Zhuliang.

It's Baili Wenjue.

"Your opponent is me!"

Baili Wenjue spoke coldly.

At this time, Qin Chuge carried the old Wenxiang on his back and put it on the blue bird mount.

He patted the blue bird and said, "Take Lao Wenxiang to a safe place, and if there is danger, leave the island as soon as possible." ”

The blue bird is a spirit animal, which is raised and summoned by Lu Que to accompany him, so he naturally knows that the person in front of him is a friend of the master.

The spiritual blue bird nodded, took off smoothly, and took Lao Wenxiang off the ground.

Qin Chuge stared at him for a long time, and after making sure that the people of the Hidden Dragon Battle Group did not show up to make a move on Lao Wenxiang, he walked to another courtyard.

The village is not large, and the small courtyards of each family are only separated by a wall.

Walking into the small courtyard, the ground was full of blood.

Qin Chuge even saw a puppy lying in a pool of blood.

This is what the Hidden Dragon Warband did, in order to obtain the secret of the Tian clan, they brutally murdered the entire householder of the village.

Qin Chuge walked over, took out the corpse in the courtyard and put it at the gate of the courtyard.

He didn't say a word from beginning to end, and after dozens of households walked one by one, he gathered all the corpses together.

And in this process, Lu Que, Sima Zhuliang and Baili Wenjue did not fight.

Lu Que had already stopped in the sky, and he had witnessed all of this with his own eyes.

Baili Wenjue and Sima Zhuliang went to the roof and also took in what Qin Chuge had done.

Qin Chuge found dry firewood and cremated the corpses.

"Commander Lu, you have seen it all, is he worth your payment for?"

"A person who wants to reach the top of the martial arts must be a ruthless person like a national teacher."

"What he Qin Chuge did today, even the saint realm is afraid to step over."

Sima Zhuliang not only did not have the slightest sympathy, but instead sneered at Qin Chuge's actions.

The realm of saints, forget the past, base on the present, and not fear the future.

What is it to kill this person?

What's the point of slaughtering a city?

On the way to martial arts, the strong are respected, and they want to become the saint of Huangzhou, and even the leader of Huangzhou.

How can a pair of bloody hands take more than one human life?

This is Sima Zhuliang's sage enlightenment.

"Your humanity has been distorted!"

Baili Wenjue scolded angrily.

"That's the fundamental reason why you stepped past the Saint Realm."

"I can assert that you will only stay in the realm of the superior princely true self in this life."

Baili Wenjue looked at Sima Zhuliang coldly.

"Fart!"

Sima Zhuliang did not admit it.

"Fifty steps and a hundred steps, aren't you Baili Wenjue also stuck in the saint realm?"

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Sima Zhuliang sacrificed his weapon.

All the while, this guy always showed up on crutches and dragged an old compass in his hand.

It gives people a weak and windy appearance.

In fact, this is just a manifestation of Sima Zhuliang's weakness.

As the leader of the Dragon Chasing Legion, how can he be the appearance of an old dragon bell.

"Senior brother, do you remember the crutches in my hand?"

Sima Zhuliang smiled grimly.

"Evil beast!"

Baili Wenjue burst into a shout.

How could he not remember.

This cane is a relic of their mentor.

Moreover, this is also a weapon.

It's like a magic weapon!

Including the compass in Sima Zhuliang's hand.

can be called his weapons.

Lethal weapons!

"Hahaha......"

Sima Zhuliang looked up to the sky and laughed.

He can be afraid of Lu Que.

But Lu Que had already told Sima Zhuliang that he would not make a move.

Lu Que's opponent was a member of the Hidden Dragon Warband.

Then, Sima Zhuliang can have a good time with Baili Wenjue.

With a strong self-confidence that tortured him to death.

For so many years, Sima Zhuliang has almost squeezed Baili Wenjue dry.

In his eyes, his senior brother Qian donkey skills are poor.

Starting a war with such a person, Sima Zhuliang felt that he could kill Baili Wenjue with his eyes closed.

"The surname is Qin, you are watching here, Lao Tzu will kill Baili Wenjue first, and you will be next!"

Sima Zhuliang didn't forget to glare at Qin Chuge fiercely.

The fire gradually extinguished, and Qin Chuge bowed to these cremated corpses.

Then, he walked back to the small courtyard of the old Wenxiang.

"Baili senior, I know that this battle is a battle to the death for you!"

"Please do your best and don't carry the burden of teaching me."

"And no matter what you did back then, as long as you are worthy of your heart, you are the saint of enlightenment."

Qin Chuge arched his hand to Baili Wenjue.

To be worthy of one's heart is the saint of preaching.

Baili Wenjue chewed on this sentence repeatedly, and his eyes flashed with essence.

"Well said!"

Baili Wenjue took off the wine gourd around his waist and drank wildly.

Lu Que in the air was holding a gun in one hand, and a pair of tiger-eyed sheaths were still there.

To be worthy of one's heart is the saint of preaching.

How many monks can really have an epiphany?

And how many people are stuck at the threshold of the saint realm because they can't understand this truth.

Qin Chuge was only an inferior princely realm, and he already had the potential of a saint.

Isn't it worth high hopes for such a person?

The wasteland needs saints, and even more needs leaders!

Boom Boom!

Suddenly, there was a violent sound of breaking wind all around.

The sound of the breaking wind was a roaring sound, not the whizzing sound of a spirit beast or an ordinary monk.

This is enough to see, it is the master who comes.

And, more than one!

Lu Que was very calm, and at the same time very relieved.

He understands the methods of the national teacher.

The Hidden Dragon Warband will surely come.

So, here they came......

"Zhou has been studying pen and ink since he was a child, and he is good at wielding his pen and painting diligently."

"I heard that Lord Lu is the first general under the national division of the Nandou Kingdom, and Zhou expressed his dissatisfaction."

The sound of vicissitudes came slowly, coming from due east.

A deep voice, a strong sound of breaking the wind.

Due east, a man was attacking, and he was standing on top of a picture scroll.

His head was covered with silver hair, and he had a kind expression, and he couldn't see the slightest murderous aura.

"Zhou Huaren, ask Commander Lu!"

The first saint realm, painting the Taoist saint Zhou painting people.

Appeared!

"Green waves and waves are only one stroke, Penglai is a hidden Zhou painter!"

"Long admiration, long admiration ......"

Lu Que held the gun and arched his hand, looking calm.

"It's just a false name, Commander Lu doesn't have to be polite."

Zhou Huaren stepped on a picture scroll and floated to the front.

"The Hidden Dragon Warband is really here......"

Sima Zhuliang looked up at the sky, his eyes were full of joy and even more pride.

He was pleased that the national teacher had made a back-hand arrangement.

He was proud to be able to catch a glimpse of the supreme powerhouse of the Saint Realm.

"You killed the people in the village?"

Seeing Zhou Huaren appear, Qin Chuge stepped into the air and spoke awe-inspiringly.