Chapter 232: One Stone Stirs Up a Thousand Waves
"Enough!" Tongbao said arrogantly.
Counting his little fingers, he blurted out without hesitation: "As long as the medicinal materials are enough, I can refine as many black sugar pills as I want." ”
Raise your little head, and your words are full of confidence.
"Awesome!" Wang Hao praised.
After thinking about it, he opened the storage bag, handed over all the precious materials on his body to him, and said: "Tongbao, these are for you, you will do your best to refine the sugar pills, if the alchemy materials are not enough, you are coming to me." ”
After speaking.
Silently accepted the second-grade pill that was not slippery.
"Hmm." Tong Bao nodded happily.
After receiving the dazzling array of alchemy materials, his eyes narrowed together, and he muttered: "The [Immortality Sutra] that the old man taught me is too simple, and I can cultivate it to the consummation realm with my eyes closed." ”
"Our family Tongbao is the best!" Wang Hao touched his head.
leaned in front of him and encouraged: "When you meet that old man in the future, let him give you more delicious sugar pills, but if he wants to make conditions to you, you don't have to think about it, just refuse." ”
Immediately.
He couldn't help but admonish: "By the way, don't show him this Dan furnace...... He's dishonest. ”
"I know!" Tong Bao smiled sweetly.
Holding the Dan furnace in one hand and the heavy materials in the other, he walked to the side to study the new Dan medicine strains again.
Exhilaration!
See this scene.
Wang Hao just smiled and didn't say anything more, stood up and walked towards the house.
With Tongbao's cleverness, there is no need to worry about being fooled by Old Man Mo.
The next day.
The sky has just turned white.
He went out early, and when he went out, Tongbao was already lying on the exclusive bamboo chair, shaking and falling asleep.
It seems to be a busy night, and I look very sleepy and tired.
Had a simple breakfast on the street and went straight to the prison.
Stand in front of the cell of the Immortal God.
"Lord Shenhou, pass on Your Majesty's message, in view of the black demonic energy emitted from your body, there are signs of going mad, and you are hereby imprisoned in the heavenly prison." Wang Hao said with a cold face.
I heard a voice coming from outside the door.
The Immortal God Hou slowly turned his body, staring at him with gloomy eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Ben Hou is not enchanted, and Ben Hou does not believe that the Emperor of the Apocalypse will do this to me!" ”
After a moment of silence, he threatened: "Do you know what the consequences of false oracles are?" ”
His expression was calm, and he did not show too much excitement or madness.
"Accept the reality!" Wang Hao persuaded.
Turning around and walking towards the Heavenly Prison, when he was halfway there, he seemed to think of something, suddenly stopped, turned his head and reminded: "When will Lord Shenhou eliminate the black demonic qi, when will he be released from prison." ”
After speaking.
Without looking back, he disappeared into the ninth layer of the prison.
Looking at his disappearing back, the face of the Immortal God Marquis gradually darkened.
The calamity that lingered between the eyebrows became even stronger, and it had faintly eroded the soul.
The depths of the pupils are also flickering with palpitations......
Leaning against the cold wall, his voice was hoarse, and he whispered: "Emperor of the Apocalypse, you are so ruthless!" Ben Hou has made great contributions to Great Xia, and you actually crossed the river and demolished the bridge for this trivial matter......"
How beautiful it was before, how miserable it is now!
Nobody cares!
As the news spread in the capital that the Immortal God Marquis had been suppressed in the Heavenly Prison, everyone felt incredible.
One stone stirs up a thousand waves!
Countless demons were ready to move, and all kinds of crooked sects and evil sects showed their traces, and for a while, the entire capital became an undercurrent.
Even the Netherworld Sect and the Ghost King Sect, which had been disappearing, once again showed their heads in the city, unscrupulously testing the authenticity of this news.
However.
When the people in the capital heard the news, they all felt very puzzled and worried.
Outraged!
There were even people standing directly on the street, scolding the Emperor of the Apocalypse for being mediocre.
"Holy mediocrity! How can you imprison Lord Shenhou, this is destroying the foundation of Great Xia! ”
"If there is no Shenhou to guard the capital, how can we take care of our safety?" Someone wailed.
Until Xia Yao and the Fifth Ancestor made a strong move, they killed several demons who returned to the virtual realm one after another in the sky above the capital.
The means are extremely cruel!
With an irresistible and strong posture, it was only with the instigation and instigation of some people with ulterior motives that they were deterred.
And Wang Hao stayed in the prison, looking very idle, in addition to dealing with prison documents, he entered the cell from time to time to send those powerful demons on the road.
The days are moist and moist!
picked up the execution document in his hand, and muttered to himself: "Tomorrow is a little busy, not only to enter the palace, but also to go to the vegetable market to supervise the execution of scholars." ”
After calculating the time, the white-clothed guard formed by Xia Yao should have taken shape.
Teaching and practicing forbidden magic skills is probably already on the agenda.
As expected, there should already be someone who was unable to resist the invasion of the Killing Demon Qi and fell into the Demon Path.
There is another thing to note.
That is, when the scholars are beheaded, it is necessary to prevent the people from the Jixia School Palace from coming out to rob the Dharma field.
After all.
There are more than 10,000 scholars to be executed tomorrow, and there are a large number of them, and there must be some important people in the school palace.
……
South City, Old Five Blacksmith Shop.
In an underground vault.
At this time, a group of people were gathered, each of them was deep and introverted, and the man at the head was Jiang Tianci, the envoy of Nanming who had a relationship with Wang Hao.
"Senior brothers, the former Holy Son died in the Great Summer Prison, and we have also lost the whereabouts of the Confucian Holy Ring Ruler...... Jiang Tianci said in a deep voice.
"And tomorrow noon is the day when the imperial court executes my disciples of the Academy!"
As soon as these words came out.
Heavy breathing was immediately heard in the field, and an atmosphere of hatred permeated everyone's hearts.
Bang!
Someone couldn't hold back the anger in his heart, raised his hand and hammered it on the wooden table in front of him, and roared: "Daxia deceives people too much, burning books and pit Confucianism, it's really hateful!" ”
"Now that the Immortal God Marquis has been suppressed, and as a result, another palace ancestor has come out, with our current strength, I am afraid that the robbery of the Dharma Field will not succeed!" Someone worried.
"But the Confucian Holy Ring Ruler must be obtained, otherwise I will not be able to explain it when I return to the Academy!"
"There has been turmoil in the Demon Sealing Tower, and things that are not Confucian saints cannot be suppressed!" Jiang Tianci said with a solemn expression.
He glanced at everyone coldly, and said in a deep voice: "And we have lost all the eyeliner in the city, and if we want to get the whereabouts of the Confucian Saint Ring Ruler, we must rob the Dharma field...... No matter how dangerous it is, we want to act. ”
Do it knowing you can't do it!
"Sir, rest assured, according to the news that the students have received, the school palace has sent a 'talented girl' to assist us and others, if nothing happens, this matter should be successful."
Hear his words.
Jiang Tianci's expression eased a little, nodded with satisfaction, and whispered: "If a talented woman comes forward, there may be a turning point in this matter." ”