Chapter 827: Conflict
Only then did Chen Gong know that his gift was too light. But at the moment, the situation didn't look like a birthday banquet at all, two rows of people sat there, all with solemn expressions, even Bai Yue, who had always been calm and cold, was silent, just looked at him with some concern.
This reminded him of the image of Bai Yue appearing in the temple three times, and thinking of this, he gathered his mind and replied quickly, "This Night Pearl is not an ordinary Night Pearl. ”
Before Chen Gong could finish speaking, another lazy voice sounded, saying: "The Night Pearl is not ordinary, it is also the Night Pearl, even if it is ten thousand years old, what is so peculiar?
Chen Gong looked sideways, the person who spoke was sitting in the second position on his left hand, the other party just glanced at him lightly, then closed his eyes again, his expression was disdainful and arrogant, and then looked at the city god sitting on it without saying a word, I was afraid that he had acquiesced, and he couldn't help but feel cold in his heart. Looking at Na Yingsu again, I saw that his eyes were smiling and his eyes were cold, as if Chen Gong was a dying person.
Is this going to kill me?" Chen Gong thought to himself.
Feeling the gaze of more than a hundred divine spirit cultivators in the entire hall, his heart became more and more cold, and Chen Gong suddenly had the urge to draw his sword and kill this Heavenly Mill City.
Right here, there was a quiet female voice sounding: "Emperor please forgive me, he is my fellow disciple, lost two years ago, I think because I first got the position of the mountain god, there is no treasure in the mountain, and I don't know the number of rituals in the Shinto to have this mistake, I hope the emperor is magnanimous." ”
This voice was like a hot spring flowing in Chen Gong's heart, and the desire to draw his sword and kill out of Tianmo City was immediately suppressed.
If there is anyone Chen Gong will trust on this Void Immortal Continent, it is only Bai Yue, although she has changed too much, but in her bones, Chen Gong still feels that Bai Yue will not harm herself.
Looking sideways at Bai Yue, she was exactly the same as when she was in the Guxiao Gate, the moon-white robe, the purple wooden hairpin was obliquely inserted between the white hair, and the feeling of coldness had never changed.
There was silence in the hall, and the city god sat on the platform and did not speak.
Chen Gong's mind was racing, and he felt more and more that today's situation was unusual.
The man who sat first on the left hand spoke again: "I didn't know the etiquette before, don't you know it now? The long sword at the waist is offered to celebrate his birthday, don't you think that the Emperor of the City God can't afford it?"
The other party insisted that he sacrifice his sword, Chen Gong did not look back, but he could sense that someone had a cold face, someone frowned, and someone sighed softly, but there was no other action, waiting for Chen Gong to make a decision.
Hmph, this Red Flame Sword is really not something that a city god can afford! Chen Gong's anger surged in his heart, the situation was so stiff, it might erupt at any time.
But before the situation deteriorated further, Bai Yue had already pulled out the purple wooden hairpin on her head, and her white hair fell down, only to hear her say: "This hairpin is made of a thousand-year-old wooden heart, because it was struck by lightning, it has the wonderful use of calming the nerves and warding off evil spirits, and it has been tempered by my mana for ten years, so it can be exempted from external demons when practicing." ”
As soon as Bai Yue's words came out, many people were moved, and this hairpin was an excellent thing for cultivators. There are many magic weapons in the Void Immortal Continent, but there are very few lightning strikes like this kind of warm-hearted hairpin.
But how could Chen Gong be willing for her to send such a magic weapon out for him, after all, others didn't know the origin of this hairpin, but he knew that this was the White Tiger Demon Sword inherited by the ancestor of Gu Xiaomen, just listening to its name, he knew that this sword was extremely important to Bai Yue, not under the Red Flame Sword for himself, after all, Bai Yue had a White Tiger inheritance.
Chen Gong's hand couldn't help but brush the hilt of the sword, and looked sideways at Bai Yue's eyes, he would not sacrifice the Red Flame Sword, and he did not believe that Bai Yue would be willing to sacrifice the White Tiger Demon Sword, as long as Bai Yue had any expression, he would draw the sword and attack.
His movements were not hidden in the room, and anyone could see his hand on the hilt of the sword, some with a blank face, some with an unbelievable face, and some with a playful look and even a disdainful sneer.
From the beginning to the end, Chen Gong didn't seem to show anything special, but anyone could feel a murderous aura in him, after all, the relationship between Chen Gong and Bai Yue was known to everyone here.
Bai Yue looked calm and cold, like a fairy who did not touch fireworks, but her name was already dyed with a thick blood, and this blood was dyed red by dozens of immortal monks who had been famous for a long time. And Chen Gong is not easy to match, before he fought with the Heavenly Sin Peak Mountain God Gui Nameless, everyone felt that it was just a fluke victory, and that Gui Nameless was just a mountain god by virtue of his blood relationship with the Xuanwu God, and there was nothing to pay attention to. However, the two life-and-death battles with Shi Xudong, the mountain god of Tianshou Peak, made everyone recognize his strength.
Bai Yue just looked at the city god, and the city god sitting on top of it still didn't speak, and there seemed to be murderous aura in his eyes. The silence in the hall was so quiet that the needles could be heard, and the purple hairpin was still pinched in Bai Yue's hand.
Shi Xudong, the mountain god of Tianshou Peak, shook his lady fan gently, squinting and smiling; Xia A, the mountain god of Bei'a Mountain, had a straight waist and looked even more nervous than Chen Gong; the Wushan goddess's originally lowered eyes had been raised; the sword spirit in the Linjian Ancestral Hall was sitting there with a weak appearance before, and it seemed that no one dared to provoke, but now he raised his head and looked closely at Chen Gong, who was about to make a decision.
Chenghuang has not spoken until now, allowing the person close to him to speak and make it difficult, in everyone's hearts, it has been determined that Chenghuang is going to deal with Chen Gong, if Chen Gong can be soft at this time, maybe he can save his life, otherwise, today is Chen Gong's death.
But at this time, Chenghuang spoke: "It is rumored that Chen Shanshen's swordsmanship is mysterious, and he should be a person who loves swords, how can this emperor win people's love? Bestow the seat. ”
Not only Chen Gong was surprised, but even Ying Su was surprised, everyone was surprised, and then some thoughtful people showed thoughtful expressions.
"Daoist Yang is the honored guest of this emperor, his doorman, how can I be neglected. Chenghuang then said in a calm tone, as if talking to himself, as if explaining.
Chen Gong's heart was turning around, but Bai Yue had already thanked him and returned to his seat, and Chen Gong naturally bowed and sat down.
After a while, another person came in, just entered the hall and bowed down, although the birthday gift was not very precious, but the kneeling action was harmonious and natural, in one go.
This man was given a seat, and just as he sat down, another man came in, and the gift was extremely precious, but he did not bow down, and some people reprimanded him, but he said that he was a river godline, and he did not belong to each other, so he should not worship. This set of rhetoric is the same as before Chen Gong, but the city god sitting on top of it just said lightly: "Take it!"
Outside the door, two two-sword armor soldiers were snatched in, the man was shocked and resisted, and a mist rushed above his head, but he saw the city god stretching out his hand and pressing it, a huge city was pressed like a seal, he was immediately unable to move, he couldn't even speak, and was dragged out of the door by two armor soldiers with swords, and after a while, one of the armor soldiers took a head with angry eyes and unwilling eyes, and a river wave like a talisman.
Chen Gong knew that today's incident was unusual, such a murderous talisman should be in Liwei, and just now he clearly wanted to use himself to establish his power, but he didn't know why he suddenly changed his mind.
However, when he confronted Chenghuang just now, many gods and spiritual monks in this hall had different expressions, and they didn't think they were of the same mind as Chenghuang. With Chen Gong and Bai Yue's means, although they may not be able to leave here, it is definitely not so easy to be taken, once the battle lasts for a long time, once the immortals and gods present are involved, today's events will definitely have uncontrollable variables.
Chen Gong glanced at the former head of the Guxiao Sect who was in the first place on the right, and now he has white hair, a black robe, and an old look, how can he still have the fairy wind Dao bones of the past. From the moment he entered the hall, he didn't raise his eyelids, as if he was wandering out of the world. Although Chen Gong did not use his spiritual sense to probe, nor did he use the Divine Hope Method, but from his body, he could feel an obscure and dangerous feeling, unfathomable, I am afraid that his cultivation is close to the refining period, and the divine product of the Heavenly Mill City God is the fifth grade, if it is not for the spiritual power and belief of the Divine Domain, it is only equivalent to the strength of the cultivator of the Transformation Period, but I am afraid that it is not his opponent.
Chen Gong suddenly understood in his heart that this city god was probably still jealous of Yang Xuanling, but unfortunately he didn't know that his head would not care about the life and death of his disciple of the Guxiao Gate Hidden Scripture Pavilion.
Suddenly, Chen Gong felt that a gaze fell on his body, and he looked sideways, but it was the brocade boy sitting in the third seat, handsome and gentle as jade. When Chen Gong looked over, he nodded and smiled, Chen Gong also smiled slightly, but he was wondering in his heart about the origin of this person, he was able to sit at the bottom of Bai Yue, thinking that he must be a person with high mana.
At this moment, the city god on the stage asked, "Heaven and Earth Realm, which other god has not arrived?"
Immediately someone replied: "Only when the god of the river did not come." ”
"Is that polite?" the city god continued.
"There is no courtesy. The man replied.
Chenghuang's eyes narrowed, his murderous aura overflowed, and the temperature in the hall plummeted, only to hear him say coldly: "Okay, very good." ”
Chen Gong couldn't help but think of the Dangqu River God that he saw from the fog when he borrowed the Fa, that kind of strength, even if he came, he would definitely have to fight with this city god.
Chenghuang's murderous aura was revealed, but it disappeared in an instant, only to hear him say: "Today is the three hundredth birthday of this emperor, everyone who has come here to celebrate his birthday, you should set up a banquet to entertain you." It's just that today's court is no longer majestic, the underworld is chaotic, there was the rebellion of the Song Emperor City before, and now there are people peeking at the Qin Guang throne in the ten halls of our underworld. Today, this emperor wants to take you to the city of Qin Guang to punish demons, I don't know what you think?"
At this time, how could anyone dare to speak out against it, looking at the murderous appearance of the city god, you can know that as long as someone opposes it, it will immediately be suppressed under the Tianmo City.
"Everything is at the command of Gong Ying, and we will swear to follow Gong Gong to defeat the gods of chaos and protect the peace of my palace of King Qin Guang. Someone immediately got up and replied.
Because of the reincarnation of human beings, the human gods have a subordinate relationship with the underworld, so among the three divine veins of mountains, water, and people, the generally said human divine veins include the underworld.