Hugh looks at the precept lawyer Li Zhiguan is small, but this person is the elect of the gods of the law department, the agent of the divine power, judging from the several giant shadows shrouded behind him, there are the law gods of the ancient gods, and the formulators of the rituals and laws of the medieval era, it is really unwise to refuse the pride of the heavens who is so deeply favored by the gods, and it is not the work of those who have achieved great things, even if they really open their mouths, the other party will be forced to recruit.

Since the ending is doomed, why make a mess of the relationship, pull down your face in person, and fight side by side last night, wouldn't it be a clean drain.

Zhang Chi thought in his heart that turmoil was coming, not to mention the voters favored by God, I am afraid that even the gods of the major factions would go into the wilderness one after another, forced to walk on the ground, and even secretly calculated and successfully killed the gods.

After falling the biggest backer, how much power is left of these so-called divine messengers? Zhang Chi's comparison is not optimistic, but it is the immortals who have attributed their power to themselves, and they can hold on to the end, and most of them return to Heaven and rank in the immortal class.

"Before I was reborn, if I hadn't been confused by the Star Monarch Godhead, how could I have broken into the Immortal Sword Formation in Wuzhang Plain. Zhuge Kongming, the emperor's descendant, is really not a good match. ”

Ring lawyer Li Zhi was really happy to see that he had successfully recruited a Daomen true cultivator, and later met with Zhang Chi's sister.

As for the temple zhu who cultivates the "closed mantra", the wild gods who belong to different systems, and the lawyer Li Zhi originally didn't want to deal with it, but Zhang Chi could see that something was wrong, and he also noticed a trace of abnormality.

It's a pity that there is no previous impression as a comparison, otherwise the ring lawyer Li Zhi will definitely know that the Chengnan General Temple has violated Tianwei, otherwise it will not destroy the fifty percent aura of the statue, this kind of punishment is fatal, and it is only one step away from sealing the town of Jiuyou Huangquan for five hundred years.

The two gossiped for a while, and the lawyer Li Zhi got up and prepared to leave, after all, the purpose of this trip had been achieved, and he still had a lot to do. For example, last night's mass grave ghouls went on a rampage, and it was necessary to submit a document, at least go through a formal channel, and give a ventilation to the above, focusing on the early warning of "there is a change in the netherworld".

Before leaving, lawyer Li Zhi remembered something, turned his head to look at Zhang Chi, who was quite expected by him, and said with a smile: "I rarely go to the thief Cao Banfang in the yamen, it is only the place where I receive my salary, and the real office is the Sanwei study opposite the Xiwu Temple in the city. ”

Zhang Chi immediately understood, and nodded with the same smile: "Poor Dao understands, if he has time, he will go over to visit in person." Well...... It's better to hit the day another day, and when the poor road has dealt with the trivial chores at hand, he will go over immediately and officially greet him. ”

Ring lawyer Li Zhi really didn't expect that the other party would be so upright, every word was to his heart, followed the rhythm and stepped on the point, and every step was just right. The way of advance and retreat, so familiar, cultivators, should not be underestimated!

"I'm waiting for you at any time in the Sanwei Study, and you only need to report my name, and someone will naturally come forward to receive you. Dare to ask Dao Friend's name?"

Zhang Chi couldn't help but laugh, the two had dealt with each other, but he didn't report his home, it was really a bit too much, and he smiled at the moment: "One piece and one relaxation, the way of civil and martial arts." Parents asked Mr. Private School to take the name!"

Lawyer Li Zhi thought about it for a while, and suddenly understood: ""The Miscellaneous Notes of Rites and Rites" says: Zhang but not relaxed, civil and military Fu can also; One piece and one relaxation, the way of civil and military affairs. Mr. Private School is also a well-educated person who is familiar with the classics, so he can give you this name, Zhang Chi! Okay, good, very good!"

With that, he laughed and walked out the back door. Zhang Chi stood at the door, watching this person walk away, his back blurred, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now, it wasn't just the precept lawyer Li Zhi who was present, but several giant shadows behind him were also looking at him all the time, especially the impressive blue eyes, the gaze of the ancient law god Gaotao, swept around Zhang Chi's body, as if he sensed that something was wrong, but he didn't find anything abnormal, violating the law.

There are changes in the general temple in the south of the city, there is very little incense in the original, the temple Zhu closes the door and concentrates on cultivating the "closed mantra", which is naturally a bird at the door. However, the daily cleaning still has to keep up, even if the dust is not up and the courtyard is as clean as new, the Zhang Chi brothers and sisters still persevere.

After lunch, Zhang Chi cleaned up the table, washed the dishes and chopsticks, and warned his sister to stay in the temple and not to go out easily. The younger sister naturally nodded heavily and agreed, never doing much trouble and causing trouble to her brother.

Zhang Chi was naturally full of confidence in this, touched his sister's head, and saw that she closed her eyes and enjoyed it very much, and couldn't help but feel soft in her heart. However, the invitation of the ring lawyer Li Zhi still had to go, so Zhang Chi could only harden his heart, leave the General Temple through the back door, and go in the direction of the Chengxi Wu Temple.

The matter of the mass grave is too weird, although the aftermath is close to perfect, but there are inevitably a few flaws exposed, especially the traces of the new soil turning, which are really conspicuous, so it is inevitable that some gossip and rumors will spread in teahouses and restaurants, and even the businessmen who set up stalls will use them to add fuel and vinegar to talk about things.

These words reached Zhang Chi's ears, and immediately taught the person to almost laugh off his big teeth, but it was better to cover it up, so that the acquaintances who stopped him from talking couldn't tell what was going on.

It didn't take long for the Josai Martial Arts Temple to arrive. Zhang Chi stood at the door and saw that the incense was in full bloom, and there was an endless stream of pilgrims coming in and out, mostly teenagers in the martial arts hall and dart game, people in the rivers and lakes, rangers, big tycoons, most of the men, and many women.

Zhang Chi knew that it was enshrined in Taigongwang, the founder of the previous dynasty, and the people who accompanied the sacrifices were all meritorious generals of previous dynasties, such as Sun Wu, Wu Qi, Le Yi, Bai Qi, Zhang Liang, Han Xin, etc., as well as such as the arrow god Yang Youji, the emperor made a father, etc.

Originally, the generals and soldiers could enter the martial temple, but they opened the coffin and whipped the corpse, offended the king's willing, suffered a lot of backlash, and could only go out independently, becoming the god of revenge, a pair of jewel-like eyes, sitting and watching the change of dynasty, the world Dingge, always watching coldly, acting as an eternal vigilante.

When he arrived at the ground, he saw the vigorous incense of the martial temple, and Zhang Chi was not exempt from vulgarity, embellished behind the entry team, and slowly moved in with the flow of people.

"The weather of the General Temple in the south of the city, compared with the Wu Temple, does not even have the qualifications to carry shoes. However, there is not much left of so much incense, which you have thinned down and fallen into your hands. ”

Zhang Chi came out in a circle in the martial arts temple, and walked to the Sanwei study opposite, which turned out to be a bookshelf, placed on the surrounding walls, and in the middle was a table for people to copy, it was indeed a shop that sold books, but it was deliberately decorated by someone with a heart, only the pen and ink were fragrant, and there was no vulgar copper smell.

Most of the people who worked hard to write were students from poor families, and they brought paper and pen to transcribe so that they could take them back and read them. Wealthy people, or for collections, put together a complete set of classics, will walk around, draw out and buy them.