Jinghe Dragon King, Chop ......

Qi Wufu suddenly thought of the extremely proud white-clothed water god, thought of the dispute between him and the fortune teller, thought of the fortune teller's judgment and sneering at him, and realized that this white-clothed water god who looked young should be the Jinghe Dragon King recorded on the document accompanied by the seal of the five thunder judges.

Such a water god is surrounded by countless water tribes under his command, and he is in charge of a river that is nearly thousands of miles long.

The lands and mountains on both sides will be under His influence.

And among the branches that extend out because of Jingshui, there are 25 water mansions that have been opened.

Such a water god is in his domain, his majesty and ability are not inferior to the emperor, he can stir up wind and rain, can soar clouds and fog, and the creatures in the river basin are all affected by it, but such an authoritative god will also be killed because of dereliction of duty in the rain, and it can be expected that many other heavenly and earth officials and water officials will also be more vigilant because of such things, and follow their duties and not act recklessly.

The way of the human emperor lacks checks and balances, and it also lacks a force that directly threatens the human emperor.

It should be like the Arctic Exorcism Temple, inspecting the ghosts and gods of the Three Realms.

The emperor should be so restricted.

Once dereliction of duty and lead to great disaster.

Once because of their own desires, the lives of the people of Li are ruined.

Strip him of his life and kill him.

This can make the emperor diligent.

It's just that what can be reversed to restrict the way of the human emperor?

The young Taoist pondered for a long time, picked up the pen, landed on the white paper, and slowly wrote a big character.

[People].

Those who become emperors have great abilities, great mana and great magical powers, since they are achieved by carrying the power of sentient beings, then they should naturally carry enough responsibilities, but Qi Wufu remembered what the old chief said, and the old chief felt that the current emperor was a saint and worthy of the title of human emperor.

What if someone blinded them like the current human emperor?

Therefore, there should be an institution like the Arctic Exorcism.

An absolutely powerful and unforgiving force.

The young Taoist thought about it for a long time, but he still couldn't find such power.

And the Arctic Exorcism Courtyard is not only the heaviest killing place among the three realms, but also the last link guarantee of order, the young Taoist recalled what Fang Cai saw and felt, and said in a slight whisper: "Every move is not only the most killing and killing act, but also the most dignified and righteous thing. ”

"A thought ...... a thought"

Qi Wufu closed his eyes for a long time, and pressed his right hand on the sword box, and he was congenitally pulled.

Accompanied by a low sound of swords.

The thief-killing sword flew out naturally and fell into the palm, this sword was previously led by the obsession of the school captain, Qi Wufu condensed this Taichi Lingwen, and then condensed it according to the method of the emperor's luck, gathered into a red luck, and slashed horizontally with a sword, and forcibly slashed the prince's luck pillar with the heavenly machine killing method that the fortune teller said.

It's just that after all, he has never watched from the sidelines, and Qi Wufu doesn't know how much effect he has.

And the horizontal attack luck, encountered a backlash, and the thoughts on the sword also dissipated a lot.

After losing Qi Wufu's Yuan Shen was restrained, the previous crimson luck also dispersed, but at this moment, the young Taoist held the sword in his right hand, and the sword finger of his left hand pressed on the sword body and slowly brushed it, and the sword sound was no longer the previous low and tyrannical, but with a wisp of silence, faintly changed.

The volume of "The Book of the Great Dao Jun Answering the Unconfused Little Dao Jun" that was put into the sleeve robe before naturally floated in the void.

Then it slowly unfolded in the void.

The roar of the long sword suddenly became excited.

Qi Wupu's eyes swept over these words, and saw the charm in them, and many thoughts and ideas that had been temporarily stopped before resurfaced, and then did not hesitate, and immediately tried to condense, and the crimson luck on the sword body began to flow again, but this time, Qi Wufu's attempt was no longer like before, with his own Yuan Shen to restrain into luck, but hoped that it could be done, and in a thought, the luck would last forever.

It's just that when his primordial spirit stopped controlling, the crimson luck still dispersed.

The young Taoist closed his eyes: "Sure enough, it failed." ”

"It's easier said than done."

"It's okay, come again."

The young Taoist's voice was gentle, and he was still trying to hold a sword.

This time, too, it fell apart.

The little peacock slowly became sleepy, and it was still in a newborn immature state.

When the spirit is good, it is very good, lively and energetic.

But soon you will be sleepy again.

After a basic rest of two hours, there will be a lively stage of about a quarter of an hour.

Originally, I saw the young Taoist holding a long sword to condense qi, and I still thought it was very interesting to watch there, but I slowly felt bored.

So he took the initiative to slide down the sleeve robe of the young Taoist.

Then little by little, he climbed into the hidden pocket inside the sleeve robe.

Tuck yourself in.

Then the two wings were very intimate and carefully folded, and were 'covered' by hidden pockets.

Then he yawned, smashed his mouth, and shrank into his pocket and fell asleep.

The young Taoist smiled helplessly, so he had to untie the loose part of the outside of a Taoist robe, so as not to accidentally hurt the little peacock when condensing the qi and swinging the sword.

Tried again and again, failed again and again, but in the end it was difficult to succeed, even if it was barely condensed, it was only the same as before, it was purely condensed by its own primordial spirit, and it was difficult to survive after the primordial spirit left, and its degree of condensation was only the degree to which it would be dispersed with a wave.

How could it be possible to meet the enemy?

Qi Wufu did not feel discouraged, but still maintained the movements of thinking, reflecting, condensing qi, and swinging his sword.

Every time it passed, the qi on the sword's body became more and more condensed.

But there has never been a real qualitative change.

After a few hours, the young Taoist was extremely tired, raised his eyes and saw that the sun on the horizon had faintly emerged, illuminating the layers of black clouds, slightly stunned, suddenly realized, lowered his eyes and said to himself:

"One thought can be protecting, one thought can also be killed, I was obsessed with before, this is the method of humane condensation, and using the luck condensed by such a method to cut the breath of the humane emperor is actually a matter of attacking the shield of the other with the spear of the other."

"It's not like saying that the dark clouds are the masters of the sky, and the great sun is to be covered by the dark clouds, and only the dark clouds allow it to appear, otherwise it will be covered by the dark clouds."

"Luck is like a great day, but who said that the emperor of men controls it!"

"The human emperor is just like a thief, using the glory of the great sun to increase his majesty."

"Such an idea fell under the influence of humane rules from the beginning."

"It's a mental cage."

The young Taoist sighed, and suddenly blurted out:

"Jun is like a big day?"

"Wrong! If you are a great day, then it depends on when this great day will perish! ”

"That's how it should be—"

"The people are precious, and the king is light."

"I see......"

The young Taoist raised his sword, and the sword roared.

With just this one action, on the blade of the sword, there was already a faint red streamer.

This time, it was no longer as fierce as it had been in the Mingzhen Dao Alliance before, but quiet.

Although it is quiet, there is an indescribable sense of solemnity.

The young Taoist breathed a sigh of relief, a smile appeared on his face, and when he lifted the sword, he saw that on this broad sword that originally belonged to the generals, there was a faint pure red circulation, like firelight, and even more like blood, and the two words that were originally written down by Yun Seal to kill thieves had also been filled with this red luck.

It's not so much a spiritual treasure for a Daomen cultivator to kill demons with a sword.

It's more like a humane instrument of luck.

It's just that this instrument of luck is not used to fix luck, but to cut luck.

The young Taoist touched the word thief with his hands, and whispered peacefully: "It has become a ......"

Even if it was him, he was a teenager after all, and he couldn't help but shake the sword hard.

It is time to use this sword to make a sword, and it is time to use this sword to kill a thief.

This sword also seemed to be extremely happy, as if it had spirituality, whistling slightly, the sword roared low, in response, so that Qi Wufu had a thing that finally took a step, and finally gained something, and then put his mind at ease, and in an instant, countless tiredness surged up together, making him have a feeling that he immediately lay down and fell asleep.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a voice, as if someone laughed and said:

"Pouring out a day and a night, only a wisp of it, like a blind man touching an elephant, not seeing the whole picture, but laughing endlessly, saying that he has attained the Tao."

"Little Taoist, it's really arrogant, it's not ridiculous!"

"Huh?!"

The young Taoist was slightly stunned, and his face was slightly red at first, as if he was extremely embarrassed.

Immediately subconsciously look for the source of the sound.

In his mouth, he asked, "Which Taoist friend is it?" ”

His gaze finally fell on the volume of "Dao Jun Answers No Confusion Xiao Dao Jun Shu Again", and he was slightly stunned.

Seeing that although this book did not have its own innate innate Qi inducement, it still floated naturally in the air.

The words on it all appeared with streamers, and at this moment there was no one else in the pavilion, except for the morning light that pierced through the jungle mist, and flowed through the cracks in the window.

Just as Qi Wufu had seen before—these words still contained the strong self-will of that person, so under the morning light, it was like a mist.

The will of countless words is aggregated.

It seems that a black-clothed Taoist man walked out of this sea of clouds, with a very calm and chic bearing.

Step through the fog and walk in the world.

It seems to be true and false, and it seems to be illusory.

Qi Wufu watched the charm of countless words converge and turned into this person, and this person seemed to be smiling, and replied:

"Don't look for it, don't read it."

"I have corresponded with you twice, and you call me a Taoist friend and call me a senior, why, now in front of you, do you not recognize me?"

The Taoist seemed to be smiling, sweeping the dust in his hand, his bearing was ethereal and chic, and he was indescribably handsome, and said lightly:

"This seat, Dao Jun."

……………………

In the Shangqing Library Pavilion.

Second floor.

"The disciple has seen Uncle Shi."

"Master is in retreat, and he wants his disciples to come and ask, saying that a few days have passed, can you choose the battle list in five hundred years?"

A man in a battle robe bowed very respectfully, and that Qingjun Taoist was not good at using Yuqing's face at this moment, just as ordinary as himself, but although he was here at the moment, he was only lying on the cloud bed, supporting his head with one hand, his eyes closed, as if he was asleep, and did not answer.

The man wondered:

"Uncle Shi, Uncle Shi?"

"It's ...... Asleep? ”

(End of chapter)