Under the blessing of the magic circle, although the hall of the criminal division was extremely majestic, it was difficult to prevent the more than 100 big families in the city from greeting, talking, and complaining to each other. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"It's such a mess, don't you know what kind of place this is?

The old city official shook his head and said, "It's okay, listen to what they talk about." ”

Luo Chenxiu stopped, turned around and said, "Just a few words, what's so good to hear?"

The old city official said helplessly: "Even if they take so many yuan stones, they should be allowed to relax for a while." ”

Thinking about the pile of yuan stones like a hill, Luo Chenxiu finally suppressed his anger. His heart moved, and he secretly wondered what was wrong with him? Originally, he was not so temperamental, could it be that he was so impatient in the face of mortal gods? Is it because mortal gods blocked his plan? However, before this, all his thoughts were as if they were seen through by mortal gods, so that he had no power to fight back. No matter what kind of problem was solved by the mortal gods, but what about himself? He suddenly realized that maybe this was the immortal power, and it was the immortal power of the mortal gods that affected him. Think about it again, if you want to laugh, if all gods are really immortals, how can they use such means on juniors?

The old city official said: "My Xuantian clan bloodline is destined to be irritable and warlike by nature. I heard that when the world was stable 10,000 years ago, two Xuantian people quarreled over a piece of Yuan Stone, and in the end, one of them was killed by the other. The power of the unawakened bloodline can make people lose their minds, and it's really good to think about it under this spell. ”

Luo Chenxiu's face was strange, but if he was really born in that era, maybe his personality would not be so peaceful.

"Therefore, it is still good for the saint of the human race to say, the mind needs to be tempered, otherwise you will not even be able to pass this level yourself. ”

Luo Chenxiu felt a little hot on his face, and said embarrassedly: "Lord Xie Fanshen taught. ”

"Just call me the old city official, somehow, since I used this name, my luck has improved a lot. ”

Xuan Cheng, who was listening quietly behind him, whispered to Luo Chenxiu: "I-still have to change my name?"

Luo Chenxiu ignored him, he looked at the old city official and said: "My lord, you see, my method is indeed a bit rough, if you use it, I am afraid that it will really be as you said, and it will become a joke in the world in the future......

The old city official smiled: "This asks the corpse, can the corpse open its mouth?"

Both shook their heads.

"So, ask your heart first. Ask the hearts of the people, if they can be willing to believe that the corpse can open its mouth, then the corpse's mouth will not be able to close if they want to. ”

"I understand the truth, but how can I ...... it?"

"It's a child after all. The old city official smiled and said to Xiao Fanshen: "You and I are mortal gods, can I, a mortal god, do it for me?"

Xuan Cheng just nodded blindly.

"Well, you don't have to show up. I remember that there are often Japanese opera performances in the Void Restaurant, so we will perform a Japanese opera today. At best, it's not rehearsed. There are three temporary acts, the first act is the questioning of the heart, the second act is the conjuring of spirits, and the third act is the questioning of the soul. ”

"What do ghosts and gods say?" The two of them were dumbfounded when they heard this, in front of the Xuantian clan ghosts and gods, they believed in their own clan gods, and if they mentioned any chaotic gods, it was strange if they didn't jump their feet.

The old city official nodded and said, "Sometimes, I believe that this kind of thing will change with the environment. What if everyone around him chooses to believe? Besides, all we do is make the majority believe. You see, most of these people who come are family members of large families, and they don't need to say that they believe it, but let them wonder. ”

The old city official said: "Belief is a process, if you are in doubt, you will not be far from believing." ”

The two nodded suspiciously, but their hearts were full of disbelief.

"I'll come to the first scene, and the second scene-" The old city official looked at Xuan Cheng and said, "Little mortal god, you came, have you watched the Japanese opera......"

......

A man in a gray robe sat upright in his seat, his head covered by a hood, revealing only half of his face. He was motionless, like a rock in the midst of a torrent, and there was a lot of noise around him, but he was unmoved. Even the Lu Ju who walked into the scene couldn't help but look here twice.

Wei Xiang, who was behind the gray-robed man, said in a low voice: "Old man, there is a mortal among the clan gods, it's up to you." ”

The gray-robed man didn't respond, but just stretched out a finger to Wei Xiang behind him. Wei Xiang was stunned for a moment, and understood, people came to see Grandpa Fuming.

In fact, there was no one in the Xuantian City bigwigs sitting there who didn't know him. There was a nursery rhyme in this Xuantian City: The world doesn't know Yin Junzi, the road meets a beggar and loses the Yuan Stone, I will give you one, you pay me back two, well, when do you owe me a piece? Next month, next month, next month, when can I have the final say......

Yin Jun in this nursery rhyme is talking about this so-called mysterious person Yin Junzi. Now, he has another name, Genmu. Even Xuan Zhongxing also knew this person, in fact, there was no one in Xuantian City who didn't know him. Xuanzhongxing secretly said, Xuanmu is here, which means that this time must have sold a lot of yuan stones. In this city, Xuanmu represents the Yuanshi.

Xuan Zhongxing sighed in his heart, he swept it with his divine sense, and knew that the few children around Xuanmu were randomly pulled by him on the street. These children will presumably be exempt from military service for the rest of their lives. But he was very strange, it stands to reason that Xuanmu had no interest in this matter, why did he appear here today? Whether he was in the way of his identity or accompanied him, he could only secretly guess.

Lu Ju asked in a low voice, "Who is—"

Xuan Zhongxing smiled: "Speaking of which, that person is really the same clan as you." ”

Lu Ju asked in surprise: "It's also a god realm?"

Xuan Zhongxing shook his head and said, "He is a mortal. ”

Lu Ju's heart moved, and he said, "Mortal, when did he arrive, and which country sent him?"

"He thinks he is a member of the Xuantian clan, he was originally the one who entered the Forgotten Worry Mountain before the end of the law, and he was just an explorer at that time. ”

"He lived for more than 10,000 years?"

"yes, older than me. He is the person who interests me the most besides your true meaning. ”

Before "......" could ask again, an old man appeared on the stage. As soon as the man appeared, the clan gods were stunned. She was puzzled and turned her head to look at Patriarch Xuan.

Xuan Zhongxing said lightly: "It's nothing, the power that doesn't belong to you will be easily lost." ”

“......”

The old city officials raised their eyes and looked around, seeing the surprised faces of the clan gods, and said indifferently: "Everyone, today's church meeting is presided over by the old city officials. Some people don't know who the officials of the old city are, but they only know that I am a mortal god, the supreme clan god in the city. But you better not forget that I am the most powerless of the clan gods. ”

The old city official said again: "Although I sit on the throne of the clan god, I am still a mortal. Since I am a mortal, why do I have to sit in this seat? Because I want to prove that I, an official in the old city, have actually been proving all my life that mortals are also cultivating, but what I have obtained is not supreme divine power. Can you guess what I'm getting?"

"Survival--True Righteousness!" Xuan Zhongxing thinks he is the best, he knows the old city officials more than the greyhounds.

The gods are shocked!

She was ashamed in her heart, the true meaning of existence, that was the empty words between her and the Xuan patriarch, how could there be such a thing? Even if there were, how could it be compared with divine power? She was only because Elder Murong once said that if she thought about it one by one in her life, she could understand the true meaning of survival, and she could be called a saint because she thought by doing. How did she know that Patriarch Xuan took it seriously.

The old city official's face remained unchanged, but his heart perked, the true meaning of the mind, is the power of faith considered the true meaning of survival? Thinking of this, he nodded lightly: "In the words of the Xuan patriarch, that is indeed the true meaning of survival." I don't know what I'm looking for, but I know that the invisible thing is swaying me and reminding me that if I get it, this life will not be wasted. ”

"The old man's real name is Fu Ming, and he was originally a prodigal son in this Xuantian City. His father was a traveling businessman, and later joined the auction house as a partner. The old city official was a little excited: "I have sworn since I was sensible that I will never follow my father's path in this life! Because, in the eyes of my Fuming, a fellow is a joke! I am arrogant, how can a non-famous teacher lead me to Fuming? Therefore, even if the family takes out the only savings, I am only a superficial learner. For me, cultivation is to find a famous teacher. Without a famous teacher, I am becoming more and more decadent, and I am in charge of everything in the auction house, but I disdain it, because I am ashamed of my father!"

Pin drops can be heard in the field.

Fu Ming paused for a long time, and then said: "Since then, my father has been so angry with me that he can't afford to get sick. Although I don't have a Yuan Stone, I can go in and out of major restaurants. You must wonder, how can I do this, just because I told my boss that if I help Ming to get a famous teacher, and if I succeed in learning, I will definitely repay him twice. However, not all bosses can hear this kind of words, there is only one, and he is the mysterious predecessor of the soul of wine. He said, "Son, it doesn't matter, and the amount of food and drink is recorded in my account." But there is one condition, the guests who come to me are all big families in the city, and you have to drink with them from time to time, I just want to attract repeat customers. ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, the most popular thing in the major restaurants back then was the wine girl, and I became the only wine seller in Xuantian City! Not only do I have to sell wine, but I also have to drink with the guests, and I have to talk with the guests, and I have to listen patiently even if I feel a headache! Sometimes, I lie on the bluestone outside the porch outside the back porch of the wine soul and vomit to death, and my mind is still thinking about what the guest said just now? How am I going to deal with it? What kind of problem did he ask, and where do I go to solve it?"

The old father did not understand the meaning of drinking, and when he saw people, he boasted that his son was in charge of the restaurant in the city, and the friends he made were all big people. When people asked, what is your son doing in the restaurant? He couldn't tell clearly, so he said, "Gu Jiulang." So, in Xuantian City, I became a real joke, and the initiator of this joke was my old father. That day, I was so drunk that I stumbled back. Passing by a school, I heard a group of children singing nursery rhymes: people don't know how to sell wine, the soul of wine says how long and short it is, the inner road of the world is short and long, Tsing Yi and white noodles have nothing to do, and they eat saliva and saliva as much as they can!"

"I don't know who wrote this nursery rhyme, I'm angry!" the old city official glared at everyone.

The audience was silent, quiet, and extremely quiet.

The old city official gradually quieted down, took a long breath, sat on the ground a little weakly, hung his head for a long time, and then said slowly: "So, I am confused again." It was that nursery rhyme that woke me up, and it made me understand that I had long forgotten who I was! From the former seeking a famous teacher but not being able to get it, to being embarrassed...... "The old city official raised his head to look at the void, extremely lost, and the disappointment in his eyes did not know whether it was for the world or for his former self. He added: "I hated the wine-sellers, and from then on I wandered the streets of the city and began to sell words. Selling characters is the business of the human race, and who in Xuantian City will be interested in words? The so-called sage books are all deceitful, and many of the truths in them will not work at all in the Xuantian Clan!"

"One day, I met an old man. He said that he had no money to eat, so I asked him to reward him with a few copper coins for a full meal. I didn't think about it, and threw all the several yuan stones on my body to him. I'm useless, even if I have Yuanshi in my body, it's a waste. I said, you can take these yuan stones as your starting expenses. He asked, "What should you do?" I said, I have no interest in business, and if I can give you a chance to live, it will be considered a merit, so you don't need to thank me. I'll teach you how to use these stones! This business is called, you give me one, and I give you two ......."

"The old man is gone, and I continue to sell my words. Unexpectedly, on the second day, a group of people came and bought all my words. Later, an old butler came, and he told me that I had been favored by his master, and that I would henceforth be the shopkeeper of their shop. I was suddenly surprised, so I asked, "Who is your master?" The housekeeper said that the master had an explanation, and he could not reveal his identity, and he said, even if the trip was a failure, but he saw that I was a young man so embarrassed, and it was okay to say it. He said that it was because my father knelt in front of the door of the house for a day and a night that he begged for me this opportunity. Then the proprietor was not at ease, and he pretended to be a beggar to test me. ”

"At that moment, I suddenly felt that the person in the world who didn't understand me the most was around me. My relatives are sometimes the most unreliable! My father doesn't know what I want, he only knows that it is my blessing that I can eat a full meal? Who am I? I am Fu Ming, and no one can set limits for me in the future! I said to the old butler, you have indeed done a bad job in this matter!"

"Who knows-" The old city official suddenly burst into tears: "My father doesn't understand me, and he left...... Gone forever...... My old city official would like to hear him say a word, as long as he says a word, son, dad doesn't blame you! I am also relieved. I don't believe it, I believe that if a person wants to do something, he will be able to do it! I need him to open his mouth, because today's old city officials are not what they used to be, and I want him to tell me why! Because I believe that all things can be solved by the power of faith!

The gods were amazed.

The old city official suddenly got up, his arms outstretched, as if he wanted to hold the void in his arms. His eyes were closed, his old tears were all over his face, and he called hoarsely: "Father...... No matter who you borrow, please show up and tell Ming'er...... Tell Ming'er in person that Ming'er is wrong......"

That Xuan Cheng suddenly stumbled out of the back hall, holding a sword in his hand, and said angrily: "Who are you? You show me! You-" He roared at the void, "I will kill you!"

The gods locked their divine consciousness on Xuan Cheng's body, but it was too late, and the little god Xuan Cheng was foaming at the mouth in front of everyone's eyes, and his eyes were already white, shaking on the ground.

There was a panic in the audience! Yun Ling frowned and said to Duan Xing, "Duan Xing, do you think-"

"I thought it was nonsense, but it turned out to be true?"

Yun Ling understood, and Duan Xing didn't see the clue. The signs of life of the little mortal god are weakening, and if he is not rescued in time, he is afraid that he will really die. But this exorcism technique, no one in Xuantian City really knows it.

At this moment, everyone only heard the voice of the fairy in the back hall shouting: "Come on, bring in the little mortal god, prepare to sprinkle the dog's blood!"