This is the conceit of the warrior after seeing the true meaning, thinking that he has mastered the arrogance of entering the house to the point of taking it for granted.

So when they heard about the emperor's visit, these disciples rushed down the mountain with Du Ting, wanting to see what the magic of Wushen Mountain's martial arts was, but after seeing the holy son of Wushen Mountain, they all seemed to be eggplants that had been broken by frost.

The so-called layman looks at the lively, and the insider looks at the doorway, especially as a bystander, although the realm is insufficient, but the emperor can be seen through.

But if they could turn back the clock and go back to the time when Elder Du Ting came to inquire, then no matter how curious they were, they would not have taken another step down the mountain.

After all, the martial artists who practice are not to get ahead, just for the example of Emperor Shen, they can still comfort themselves with the background of the Holy Land Heavenly Sect, but the martial arts revealed by Du Sha and Meng Jiao, who were pressed and beaten, are also difficult to look forward to, which is really uncomfortable.

This kind of turbulence of martial arts beliefs is particularly fatal to martial artists like them who have just passed the initial realm, and here involves a classic paradox in the martial arts realm.

A warrior must have an invincible Dao heart, but if he has not seen the world of all beings, this heart is narrow and vain after all, but if he has seen all the beings of heaven and earth, there are a few people who can have an unswerving Dao heart.

After all, the ruler is long, the inch is short, and the invincibility of the ten parties is only a fantasy after all, and it is difficult to become a reality.

Tang Luo asked Du Ting to take them down the mountain, and he also had the intention of letting them see the world, although the fighting spirit was shaken at this time, but it was not a good thing.

After all, whether it is Emperor Shen, Du Sha, or Meng Jiao, they all belong to the martial arts style, and if they really see that kind of pentagonal martial artist with no flaws, they should really despair.

"Looking" at the appearance of the inner source disciple who had lost his soul and returned to the back mountain, and then angrily devoted himself to cultivation, this trip to the mountain was not in vain.

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Xiling Central Hospital

In ancient times, the human race was precarious, and the road ahead was bleak, and the only one in Central Continent who could compete with demon beasts at that time was called Wu.

These warriors who practice and worship the demon saint totem are not only the protectors of the human race, but also healers, scholars, and creators.

As the Taoist of Wushen Mountain, Emperor Shen may not be as good as those witch doctors who specialize in medicine in the door, but it is more than enough to heal these injured civilians.

Wisps of sand-like clay drift into the ears of the wounded, wrapping and moistening the shattered cochlea, and the thick innate thick earth qi makes the wound heal quickly, which is a very tricky problem for ordinary doctors, and is easily solved by the Daozi of Wushen Mountain.

Even those that have been pulled out of their broken cochlea can be reshaped by the clay of creation, which is a miracle.

Therefore, in the corridor, you can see people kneeling everywhere, and the emperor is just doing his own thing without color.

In less than two hours, more than 300 people who were accidentally injured in the west of the city recovered as before.

"Now, the emperor can go and see the dean. ”

Emperor ginseng still has that expressionless appearance, which makes people unable to see joy and anger.

But Bei Bai was full of lightness and a bright smile: "Of course, Elder Du Ting has prepared a grand ceremony to welcome the Holy Son, and I ask the Holy Son to enjoy the beautiful scenery of Xiling." There are still a lot of chores in the city hall, and Mi Bai will not accompany him. ”

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In the end, Du Ting still got his wish and opened a grand ceremony in Wushuang City, saying that it was grand, but in fact, gongs and drums were arranged on both sides of the central avenue, and a long carpet was laid out at the main entrance of the college, and some singers and dancers were found from Xiling, wearing witch costumes and singing and dancing.

Looking at the proud and fanatical people on both sides of the road, the women who danced swaggeringly, painted clumsy imitation makeup, and wore plausible dancing costumes, the temples of the emperor were pounding with anger, and if it weren't for the fact that Wushuang City was the dojo of the new king, he would have let these contemptuous fellows in front of him know the wrath of the earth.

Ignorance is not angry, ignorance and love to appear, it is very annoying.

But thinking about the scholar whose backbone was harder than his bones when he entered the city, Emperor Shen still didn't make any radical moves, just silently raised his gaze and walked forward silently without makeup.

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Soon after Emperor Shen was welcomed into Wushuang City, Yao Ge also entered the city with a disgraced face.

An Yuheng is worthy of being the son of the gods who is favored by heaven and earth, and since the farewell of Wanxian Mountain, the other party has made progress in the innate Dao map.

The evolved catalogue has the ability to lock qi and trap the enemy, not to mention, and can even disrupt perception, and the range of action is very large, which is very restrained by his martial arts style of relying on perception to avoid damage, so this battle is very difficult.

The body is still powerful, which maintains an undefeated situation.

Since he couldn't tell the winner, there was naturally no need to continue fighting, so after calculating that Emperor Shen had almost entered the city, Yao Gemad immediately rushed over.

Because the speed was so fast, even the wind media in Xiling didn't keep up with the movement, and it wasn't until the Holy Son of the Amazing Hung Temple walked in Xiling for a while and changed his clothes that Dewey brought someone over to greet him.

"There is no need for red tape, and I will quickly take this holy son to worship the mountain. ”

The Holy Son of the Amazing Hung Temple, who had changed into new clothes, was strong and straight, and said coldly.

Through a tentative battle with An Yuheng, it is not a good thing for him to be more inclined to be too keen to perceive, so he desperately wants to meet Tang Luo and ask for a solution.

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Other people look at the flowers, but they don't have to do with your eyes, and others are busy and don't have their feet with you.

Not all martial artists have a strong sense of curiosity, and those with firm ambitions and clear goals will not be shaken by the appearance of Imperial Ginseng.

For example, Tang Tianyu, the only obsession he has now is to let the first lesson end quickly, because with only the content taught in the first lesson, he can't see the slightest hope of surpassing Senior Brother Yang Fan.

This obsession made him extremely focused, and he just wanted to help the other juniors and disciples to complete the search for the true spirit as soon as possible.

As for the Holy Son of Wushen Mountain, what does strength have to do with him?

Another example is some wandering martial artists who have finally forged their true spirits, knowing that they are already lagging behind, they can't wait to break one day into two days to practice, and they won't go down to watch the excitement.

Anyway, no matter how weak the Holy Son of the Heavenly Sect is, it is also an existence that is difficult for them to reach, and they look at it in vain.

But it's one thing to have no curiosity, and when I look at the senior brothers who came down the mountain and look like they are not giving up, I still care.

Now, as if they had found an exit, the soulless lambs poured out their despair at the foot of the mountain like rain.

I can't understand, I can't understand it, I don't have confidence.

Warriors who find the true spirit will think that they have a great talent in a certain field, but even those who find the true spirit of Wutu can't understand the martial arts of the emperor.

What makes people even more desperate is that in the hearts of these disciples, the so-called visit is the disciples of the Holy Land who come to fight.

can go through the entire inner disciples, who can compete with Emperor Shen?

Not to mention that the realm is a big realm, the other party is standing on the ground and doing what he can, and there is no chance of winning.

Losing face is a trivial matter, and they are even more afraid that because of their own incompetence, the dean will sweep them out of the house.