The immortals are guilty of the same crime as the common people!

Eight hundred years ago, the god of catching gods was domineering and domineering, forcing the Venerable of the Four Absolute Holy Lands to leave a handprint on the stone tablet of Zhenxian, so that the immortal cultivation world changed its name and surname, and no longer dared to act recklessly.

The appearance of the Divine Catcher and the Immortal Arresting Division put an end to the chaos of disputes in many countries, and put shackles on the powerful and unscrupulous cultivation world, in exchange for the peace and stability of the chessboard continent for nearly a thousand years.

There is no doubt that the Immortal Division has stood on the opposite side of the cultivation world since its establishment.

The Great Yan Dynasty took away the rights and honors that originally belonged to the cultivation world.

Therefore, the cultivation world's heart is immortal, and they have enough reason to hate Da Yan and the Immortal Division.

The God Catcher soared, the Immortal Hunting Division declined and withered, and now the only one standing in front of the Immortal Cultivation Interface to prevent them from destroying Da Yan and regaining their former glory is only the Five Peerless Great Array.

How powerful the Five Absolute Great Array is, Rong Fei has not seen it with his own eyes, and it is not easy to speculate.

But with Yu Qingzhi's peaceful and humble character, he can say, "I am invincible in Kyoto!" Such arrogant words should be a strategic weapon at the level of nuclear weapons, otherwise they would not have made the cultivation world so jealous and jealous.

The power of the Five Absolute Great Arrays is incomparable, since it can't face hard steel, let's take a detour and draw a salary from the bottom of the kettle.

Yu Qingzhi once said that the Five Absolute Great Array is based on luck.

If the luck is strong, the big array is strong, and if the luck is weak, the big array is weak.

What is luck?

Luck is the human heart.

The people live and work in peace and contentment, do not worry about food and clothing, and have a rush in life, which makes people feel at ease. In this state, a series of positive emotions such as people's joy and contentment will exude an intangible but real energy. This magical energy produced by a person is small and insignificant. But when the energy of thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of millions, or even billions of people is gathered together, it has the power to destroy the world.

Kyoto Castle is the heart of Dayan and the desire of the people. All the qi luck gathered here, providing an endless stream of energy for the Five Absolute Great Array.

But once the world is in chaos and famine is everywhere. If people do not have enough to eat, no clothing, no wives, and no fixed place to live, people's minds will change. The Great Yan Dynasty lost the hearts of the people of the world, and as soon as its luck was shattered, the Five Absolute Great Array, which had no energy source, became an ornament.

Without this last protective barrier, Dayan will be destroyed, and the world will once again become a plaything in the cultivation world.

A few hundred years was enough time for the cultivation world to study the Five Absolute Great Arrays thoroughly.

As a result, there was a great array of feng shui outside the city of Kyoto to plunder luck, there was the rebellion of King Yong, who stirred the hearts of the people, there was a horrific case of tens of thousands of missing people, the case of abuse in the Garden of Paradise, and a series of riotous operations such as the invasion of evil insects and the corruption of people's hearts.

Thinking about it, Rong Fei's mind reappeared the terrible scene at the time of the disaster in Danzhou.

Is your imagination too rich?

The occupational disease at the time of writing is committed again!

Rong Fei wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and muttered to himself.

Once suspicion arises, the charge is established.

Rong Fei picked up the brush and was hesitating whether to add the Danzhou catastrophe to it, but he suddenly noticed that the spiritual power space began to tremble violently.

Hurriedly threw down the brush and sank the spiritual sense into the spiritual power space, and as soon as he entered, he saw a strange and gorgeous scene.

Originally, the spiritual space was filled with white mist transformed from spiritual energy, but at this time, these mist were violently rolling and agitating, and occasionally rumbling thunder and electric flashes would be heard in the dense fog.

Rong Fei's spiritual sense looked at the hedgehog in the center, and saw that the gray scales and black fluff on the hedgehog's body had all fallen off, and it was replaced by a layer of newly grown golden scale armor.

There was a flash of lightning on the golden scale armor, and with each flicker, a rumbling thunder would sound in the mist, followed by raindrops.

Fog into rain!

It's about to break through!

In the past half a month, in order to break through to the seventh grade as soon as possible, Rong Fei led the Immortal Division to solve the case frantically, absorbing a lot of criminal name, but there is still nothing

Signs of a breakthrough.

Originally, I thought that I would have to wait until the case of missing persons was solved to save enough to break through the criminal reputation, why did I start to break through at this time?

Is it because of the evil insects that are used as snacks by the pigs?

It was a bonus. Z.br>

Just as Rong Fei wanted to take a closer look at how the aura mist was transformed into a more condensed liquid state, he heard a knock on the door.

It's midnight, and who will come to you in the middle of the night?

Rong Fei reluctantly withdrew from his spiritual sense, and put away the paper with handwriting on the table before raising his voice.

"Please come in."

The door was pushed open, and it was Murong Qiushui.

Rong Fei was not surprised, and hurriedly got up to greet him.

Last night's events were still in front of him, and facing Rong Fei at this time, Murong Qiushui's cheeks couldn't help but heat up a little.

After taking a deep breath, Murong Qiushui stepped into the room and came to the opposite side of Rong Fei, took out a folded paper from his arms and handed it to Rong Fei.

"I'm sorry to trouble Fairy Murong."

Rong Fei thanked him and reached out to take the paper.

The paper is warm to the hand and exudes a faint fragrance.

Rong Fei couldn't hold back for a while, and glanced at Murong Qiushui's chest, but he was just caught by Murong Qiushui.

Murong Qiushui was stunned for a moment, then reacted, his face instantly turned red, and he turned around and ran away.

Rong Fei was also stunned.

Did the sister take the wrong medicine?

That's not the right reaction!

Shaking his head, he opened the paper specially sent by Murong Qiushui, and the ugliness of the handwriting that caught his eye was comparable to that of Rong Fei, obviously from the hand of the flower demon Rong Lan.

A few crosses point to a certain area in the city.

"Ziqiu, Ziqiu, open the door..."

There was a knock on the courtyard door, accompanied by the shouts of young men.

Zheng Ziqiu sat up and slowed down for a while, and his groggy mind regained a trace of clarity, and he heard that the person who called the door was his classmate and friend Ling Xujie.

lifted the quilt on his body, pulled on his cloth shoes, and trotted to open the courtyard door.

"You guy still has the heart to sleep, wash and change clothes quickly, I'm afraid there will be no place if it's too late."

As soon as a gap opened in the courtyard gate, Ling Xujie, who was wearing a brand-new green shirt and a square scarf on his head, couldn't wait to get in, and pulled Zheng Ziqiu's arm and urged.

"What?"

Zheng Ziqiu buttoned the eye droppings at the corners of his eyes and asked with a blank expression.

"You don't know? Mr. Rong's promotion to Daru has been decided. Today, Mr. Jiu Huang, the priest of Guozi, Mr. Fang of Yaqin Academy, and Mr. Gao of Yueshan Academy, as well as twelve great Confucians, feasted Mr. Rong together in the Innocent House. It is said that it is a banquet to eat wine and talk about poetry and papers, but in fact it is an assessment. Ahaha, as long as we can get the recognition of more than five great Confucians, we will add a great Confucian to our Kyoto literary circle, completely overwhelm the book mountain, and become a veritable Confucian orthodoxy. If you can't see such a great event, you won't regret it for the rest of your life."

Ling Xujie's state at this time revealed a trace of madness, and the tone of his voice was also quite high.

"In time?"

Zheng Ziqiu looked up at the rising sun that had just emerged from the thin clouds, scratched his head and wondered.

"But it's only midday, and there's still half a day, so what's the hurry."

"Not in a hurry?"

Ling Xujie's eyes widened, and his exaggerated gesture danced with his hands.

"This banquet was set by the Yellow Sacrifice Wine last night, and then someone was sent to inform the remaining fourteen Great Confucians. The guys from Yaqin Academy and Yueshan Academy were the first to get the news that they went to the Wuxian Residence last night and occupied the four best houses. If you are not in a hurry, I am afraid that the walls of the innocent dwelling will be full of people."

In the past few days, the promotion of Rong Fei to the Great Confucian has caused an uproar in the city of Kyoto, and nearly 1,000 scholars have mobilized various relationships and means to build momentum for him. Hence Ling Xujie's

That's not an exaggeration.

It's just that...

"Chartering a courtyard without evil, even if it is the smallest and most remote one, I am afraid that it will cost six or seven hundred taels of silver. Did you pick up a cornucopia and get rich? Lend me ten taels first."

Zheng Ziqiu stretched out his hand and pulled it into Ling Xujie's arms.

"What kind of wealth, it's Senior Brother Xiaoxiang who called on the big guys to make money, and the pocket money that my father just gave this month hasn't been covered yet, so he handed it all over. Now there are more than a hundred taels left, can you see how much you can make?"

"How can I have any money?"

At the mention of money, Zheng Ziqiu hurriedly shook his head like a rattle.

"Humph! You can fool others, but you can't fool me."

Ling Xujie snorted coldly and rushed towards Zheng Ziqiu's bedroom.

"Hey~ Why are you still robbing, I reported to the official..."

"Aha, I knew that you Zheng Ziqiu deserved to be rusty money, and you had saved so much private money."

Ling Xujie rushed into the bedroom, lifted the futon on the bed, and grabbed the stack of treasure bills pressed underneath tightly in his hand.

"Two-two... Five taels... Ten taels... Hahaha, that's just enough."

"Fart's private money, this is what I saved from my mouth, okay. Ling Xujie... Xujie... Brother Ling... Grandpa Ling... You can't take it all, leave me a little bit, you can't let me drink the northwest wind."

Zheng Ziqiu hugged Ling Xujie by the waist and begged bitterly.

"Didn't I leave you a dozen copper plates, saving some food enough for you to last until next month."

"Dear father, it's only been two days since this month, and there are twenty-eight days left until next month."

"Don't ink, go wash and change clothes, I'm afraid I won't be able to book a yard if it's late."

"It's—"

Looking at the invitation on the table in front of him, Rong Fei asked suspiciously.

Liu Yingrong, who was dressed as a man with two fake beards sticking to her upper lip, unfolded the folding fan with a sigh, fanned it a few times with great grace, and then put the folding fan away, and then replied with a slight smile.

"Guozijian Huang Saijiu is a good friend of my father, and I don't know where I heard that I know you, so I asked me to send this invitation, inviting you to go to the Wuxian Residence in the south of the city to have a banquet at some time today. I thought it was a good thing, so I happily ran an errand."

Rong Fei nodded, turned his eyes to Zhu Yueyao, who was also mixing men's clothes, and asked suspiciously.

"Princess, you're again—"

"Brother Emperor asked me to come and see you, don't slack off at the banquet today, if you can't take the name of Confucian, you will be punished."

Zhu Yueyao learned from Liu Yingrong's style, shook the folding fan in her hand, and replied with a smile.