Although Jigong is also among the sects, he has always taken the road of the academy, and the protagonists in it are still masters and students.

But since Ji Gong is a sect, it naturally has a set of job ranks. Unlike other sects, its class does not rely on contribution, does not rely on strength, but on knowledge.

Yin and Yang two fish, the five elements of gossip, Qimen Dunjia are all among them.

The best of them are given various names.

Heaven, earth and man are called the three talents.

The five stars of the sun and the moon are called the seven politics.

Since the establishment of Jigong, there are only two three talents, namely Li Jinxing and Dou Xiaotong; There are quite a few seven politicians, and they have already undergone two generational changes, and it is estimated that there are thirteen or fourteen people in total.

Li Dou and the others were also among the seven political powers, and with the improvement of knowledge and experience, they were promoted to the third talent.

In addition, it is the palace master.

People in the palace generally do not call the palace master the palace master, they feel that it is too cheap, and because Mr. has the meaning of "the first to come, the first to teach", so they call it Mr.

The number of gentlemen is much more than that of the three talents and seven dignitaries, and it has reached twenty-two generations.

And before the ink, it's the puff leaf.

Most of the masters of the existing Qizheng and Ji Gong are his students.

For Ji Gong, who attached great importance to master and apprentice, the move of the Imperial Corpse Pavilion was undoubtedly stepping on their forbidden area.

So the seven political powers of astrology are furious.

He stood up, took out the wide Qizheng robe from the Yuan Mansion, and arrived at the Batong River with a slight movement of his mind.

The water of the Batong River is quite enchanting.

It was all blood.

Someone on the river stood with his hands in his hands, a thoughtful look was faintly revealed between his eyebrows, and the heart of the seven masters of astrology trembled, and he blurted out: "Sir! ”

"Who are you?" The man on the river frowned slightly, "I seem to know you." ”

His brows furrowed even deeper, and he muttered, "Song Lian......"

The Seven Masters of the Astrology were startled, and their fingers quickly pinched a few Dharma decisions, and then their eyes dimmed, "Is it because of the cause and effect line?" I take the cause and effect of the sir? ”

"Kill me." The man on the river suddenly shouted: "Song Lian, kill me, kill me!" ”

As his voice spread, a mysterious aura emanated from his body, and the Batong River began to boil, and in an instant, several waterspouts were held by several people, and the trees and houses on both sides of the river could not bear the pressure, and they were broken and swept into the tornado.

The astrological seven politics waved their hands, and a huge galaxy fell to the Batong River and its banks, and the stars in the galaxy were connected one by one, two, three, and four, locking the entire Batong River in it, and the cold breath fell into the river through the galaxy, and the water of the Batong River flowed more and more slowly, and finally formed a thick layer of ice.

The man on the river was also frozen.

The Seven Politics of Astrology did not relax, and quickly pinched the law.

Even if Mr. is resurrected, his strength is not one in ten, and it is definitely not something that can be trapped by a mere galaxy map, and besides, judging from the battle situation of Batong River, Mr.'s strength is not much better than in his heyday!

The ice was getting thicker and thicker, and the man on the river was wrapped in several feet of ice.

I don't know when the fog started in the room.

The white mist fell on the riverbank, on the ice, and on the body of the Seven Masters of Astrology.

The fog condensed into dew.

The dew became frost.

White dew is frost!

The seven politics of astrology have a precautionary heart as early as the first time when the fog rises, so the dew does not come to the body, and the frost does not occupy the body.

A bright galaxy lit up half an inch outside the astrological robe, isolating the frost and dew, the seven political robes were originally half-step pole paths, and the defenses they carried were void paths, and they might not be able to break through in a short time, so it was easy to isolate the frost and dew.

But the Seven Politics of Astrology knew that Bai Lu was just the most basic killer move of Mr. Pu Jia, and he didn't dare to be careless.

Some meteorites began to appear in the galaxy, and the meteorites rotated around the entire galaxy, slowly bringing fire.

The frost dew is evaporated by the fire into steam.

The same goes for the ice.

Mr. Pujia walked out of the ice, and there was no blood on his body.

He was a dead man.

Thinking of this, the Seven Politics of Astrology felt a little stuffy in his chest.

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"I don't think it's going to happen." Feng Qi looked at the old man and said softly.

"Why not?" The old man asked faintly.

"Although the strategic positioning of the Hedao big thing is undoubted, Wuyang will not break his muscles and bones because of the lack of a Hedao big thing." Feng Qi said: "In the capital of the Divine Dynasty, basically all sects have a stronghold there, and in terms of the number of Hui and Xinxin, it can be called the first in the world. ”

The old man said, "A swarm of ants! ”

Feng Qi said seriously: "If you don't enter the avenue, you are all ants." But the abundance of ants is not impossible to devour elephants. ”

The old man said: "Not everyone is willing to leave life and death in the hands of others. ”

Feng Qi retorted: "Unless life and death are in the hands of others." ”

The old man was silent.

After a pause, Feng Qi continued: "Besides, although there are only two great things in Wuyang City, the two great beasts of the God Dynasty are in the Imperial City, you only want to separate the Wind God Guard, so how can you do it?" ”

The old man watched quietly as the wind rose.

Feng Qi turned his head to look at Feng Shenwei.

Fengshenwei smiled bitterly, his mind moved slightly, and a multicolored tripod-shaped spar appeared in his hand.

"This is the Three Lives, the Destiny, the Extreme Dao Holy Weapon, and it is my destiny."

Feng Qi frowned, "Dare to ask what the function of this treasure is?" ”

Feng Shenwei said: "Guarding the Great Dao Luck. ”

As an Extreme Sacred Weapon, Sansheng Dingyuan must have a very strong effect in attack and defense, but personal attack and defense are useless in this game.

Feng Qi frowned and said nothing.

Shui Dongliu was suddenly shocked and said, "The Pavilion of Fortune has reappeared in the world?" ”

The wind was slightly stunned, and then I figured it out.

The Pavilion of Fortune is aimed at cause and effect, and in the final analysis, it is luck.

Supplemented by the corpse control technique of the Imperial Corpse Pavilion, Wuyang's current situation is only afraid that it will not be easy.

"It's not just the Fortune Pavilion." Feng Shenwei smiled bitterly and said, "Some of the sealing formations in the Lock Hades Tower require this stone to activate. ”

Shui Dongliu was stunned, and then said angrily: "This stone is so important, how dare you leave Wuyang?" ”

Fengshenwei didn't know where to start.

Feng Qi was silent for a long time, and finally spoke at this time, "It's the prince, and I don't think it's going to be like this." ”

Feng Shenwei glanced at Feng Qi, thinking that this was not what a minister should say.

"The worries of the world first, this is what His Royal Highness the Crown Prince personally admitted." Feng Qi said: "No one is qualified to bet on the common people, unless he wants to endure the backlash of the common people. ”

Fengshenwei said, "It's not as simple as you think. ”

After a pause, he sighed, "Today, only His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has the potential to reach the height of the old imperial lord. ”

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