Chapter Seventy-Three

"This Zuo Qianhu is really brave, this time there is no giant corpse to drag him and consume his strength, if I don't make a move, even with the help of this group of trialists, Fu Qingfeng and his gang are afraid that they will not be able to take him down. ”

Because of Chen Fusheng controlling the situation, although there were many injured people in the three parties involved in the battle this time, none of them really died, Chen Fusheng ignored the officials who escorted Fu Tianqiu to Beijing and were snatched away by his subordinates who were born from Hengya Mountain bandits, and skillfully tied them with ropes, but enjoyed the good scene of the father-daughter reunion in front of him with great interest, and solved the murder, but Fu Tianqiu's face was very unhappy, "If I don't leave, the country will die, and the jackal will be in charge!" There are too many villains around the emperor, and he doesn't understand the suffering of the world at all, so you still take my head back to the emperor, so that he can understand that we have good intentions and are loyal!"

Hearing this, the sisters of the Fu family unconsciously looked at Zhuge Wolong, obviously hoping that this Tongtian Scholar could persuade their father to change his mind.

Zhuge Wolong smiled, but he didn't speak, but looked at Chen Fusheng, after all, Chen Fusheng had said that everything would be handled by him before.

Ning Caichen's nature was not to talk about life and death lightly, so he opened his mouth to persuade a few words, but at this time, he no longer had the signboard name of Tongtian Bo on his body, how could Fu Tianqiu, the former secretary of the Ministry of Rites, listen to his words.

"My lord, there is a golden-robed mage outside walking towards the Righteous Qi Villa, I don't know where it came from!"

The father and daughter argued endlessly, and Fu Qingfeng's subordinates suddenly broke in and interrupted the good show, successfully pulling everyone's attention back.

Hearing the faint chanting Sanskrit sound, the sound of bells, drums, gongs and cymbals, the heart of the trialist who knew the plot jumped, and he couldn't help but clench the sword weapon in his hand that was not yet fully familiar, and quietly retreated, his emotional tension was solemn to the extreme, knowing that he was going to face the final boss of this mission.

Although Chen Fusheng's strength is extremely high, this is not his own after all, the fire at the city gate affected the pond fish, and the aftermath of the fight between the two fell on him, which was a certain death.

Bai Chengyan was the only one, her eyes were full of hatred, and her silver teeth were crushed, but although she had begun to learn and practice with Ida Roland, she hadn't even completed a head, and she knew that her strength was insufficient, so she pinned all her hopes on Chen Fusheng.

There is also that Zuo Qianhu, who also raised hope, with Chen Fusheng here, naturally he will not have the opportunity to carry the internal force to shatter the iron chain of his body like in the movie, and when he heard the words "Golden Robe Mage", he raised his voice and said: "That's Pudu Cihang, the protector of the country!"

"Pudu Cihang?"

Although Fu Tianqiu has been a scholar of the Ministry of Rites, after all, he has been out of office for a long time, and the news at home is closed, so he really doesn't know that this protector of the country has not been in office for many years.

"That's good!" Zuo Qianhu nodded heavily, "Master Fu, although you and I have different political views, I admire your loyalty and courage very much, and I have never felt sorry for you along the way." Master Pudu Cihang is deeply favored by the emperor, and the emperor will ask his opinion in advance for all the rituals and rituals in the palace, if he is willing to open his mouth to advise, the lord will be able to sink his grievances and wash away the stigma on his body!"

"Yes, you do take care of me, otherwise I am afraid I will not be able to persevere. Fu Tianqiu pondered for a moment, people like him are not afraid of death, but they attach great importance to this false name before and after his death.

Fu Tianqiu made a decision, Chen Fusheng naturally would not stop it, not to mention that he also needed this person to bring in the centipede essence, volleyed out a sword qi to cut the fine steel chain, looked at Zuo Qianhu's whole clothes, walked out, and transmitted the voice to Ao Li: "This time, it is better to hand it over to Chen, and the Taoist friends can sweep the formation for me by the side, but the Taoist friends must remember one thing: this time there must be a little leeway, to let this demon escape, do not destroy his foundation, otherwise it will be difficult for this mission to progress smoothly." ”

"It's just a monster, it's so magnificent!" Looking at Pudu Cihang, who was walking leisurely on the path of the petals sprinkled by the nun with the tambourine ringing in unison, Chen Fusheng sneered, and had already picked up the Kunpeng Wisdom Eye and looked at it carefully.

To be able to do the position of a country's law, this centipede is precisely extraordinary, the Buddha light behind the head is layered on top of each other, there are as many as twenty-three, Chen Fusheng understands that each layer of Buddha light represents a Buddhist supernatural power, although the method of Buddhism practice is peculiar, and the supernatural power obtained by cultivation has little to do with the realm, and there is even no lack of the kind of mana supernatural power as a foreign object or even practiced to the realm opened up by the nine senses, but still only practice one or two supernatural powers, but to be able to comprehend so many supernatural powers, generally speaking, it is not weaker than the cultivation of the six or seven layers of the Taoist gate or even the level of escape, and the Buddhist attainments alone are above Chen Fusheng, who is complete with the six senses。

If it weren't for Chen Fusheng's Kunpeng Wisdom Eye, which was made by combining the magic techniques of Buddhism and Taoism, I am afraid that he would also be fascinated by this Buddha's light, and he would not be able to see the true body under the other party's skin.

What makes Chen Fusheng strange is also this, although it seems that there are crazy Zen people in Buddhism, the Buddha reprimands the ancestors, but in fact, Buddhism practice, extremely focused on the state of gravity, and the opportunity is not reached, often to travel all over the thousands of rivers and mountains, and experience the rolling red dust, in order to have spiritual light and comprehend a Buddha heart.

When it comes to the realm of Pudu Cihang, even if you are born in the demon clan, you should be reborn, change your mind, and get rid of the instinct of drinking blood in the past, why do you still have to rely on swallowing people's hearts and lungs to cultivate diligently?

And in addition to the mana of Buddhism in him, Chen Fusheng can still feel the extremely pure mana of the Daomen, although it is not as good as the secret legends such as the Northern Ming Xiaoyao Jue and the Southern Ming Lihuo Jue, but it is also more pure and profound than Yan Chixia who is both Buddhist and Taoist in this world, and the atmosphere and shemale opposition in this world are better than the world he was born in.

Where did a monster get this, Chen Fusheng couldn't figure it out.

Subconsciously licking his lips, Pudu Cihang almost couldn't hold back the thirst from the depths of his soul, and showed his original form.

He didn't expect that this time, apart from Fu Tianqiu, he would be able to encounter so many delicious foods here.

Yes, food, that's what he said about Chen Fusheng's group.

After devouring the heart, liver, heart, essence and blood of the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, he already has his own unique experience in appreciating this, and according to the degree of deliciousness, he has also divided the ranks, even if the general officials have strong luck, but because they have no real talent and real learning, they rely on sycophancy to flatter the upper position, and they only know how to pervert the law for bribes in the position, and they ignore people's lives, meet the peak, and oppress their subordinates, which is regarded by him as just for hunger.

Those who read and read are brave and loyal, righteous and courageous, and do what they do without admiration and shame on the hearts of the world, can be called the best grade.

Although Fu Tianqiu is loyal and upright, it is rare today, but he is too pedantic and rigid, in fact, Pudu Cihang is not very willing to swallow, but the medicine is more bitter, although he has the magic of reincarnation, but it requires that it must be smelted hundreds of people and hundreds of hearts in one furnace, Fu Tianqiu is an extremely important medicine in it. However, compared to the other people he saw today, Fu Tianqiu's heart and liver luck were much inferior.

Tongtian Doctor Zhuge Wolong is profound and broad, which can be called the first in this world, no less than the first-class jade plate delicacies of dragon liver and phoenix pith.

And the dragon qi emanating from Chen Fusheng and Ida Roland made him salivate even more, after all, he swallowed all the civil and military forces of the dynasty just hoping to use the qi luck essence of these people to temper and polish his body, so as to be able to carry the dragon qi of this son of heaven.

Only Ao Li got Chen Fusheng's entrustment and restrained the breath on her body, otherwise as soon as her true dragon qi came out, based on the innate rank suppression of the bloodline, this Pudu Cihang was afraid that she would be afraid, give up the full house of food that was about to arrive, and turn around and flee directly.

However, Chen Fusheng's cultivation still made him a little jealous, and logically, he had already guessed that the previous burning cloud was Chen Fusheng's masterpiece.

After all, although Zhiqiu Yiye, who suddenly arrived at the time of the prisoner's robbery, is also a cultivator, Pudu Cihang can see through the strength of the method at a glance.

However, Pudu Cihang is not too worried, he is already very good at the means of surrendering without a fight, put away the desire in his heart, put one palm on his chest, and said with a compassionate face: "Good and good, the floating world is a catastrophe, you must know that the sea of suffering is boundless, and let this seat chant and chant the Buddha for you, and cross the murderous sins on your body!"

Speaking of this, Pudu Cihang clasped his palms together and muttered to himself, but he whispered the scriptures, but everyone wanted to listen carefully, but found that the more concentrated they were, the more they couldn't hear what he was reciting, but their minds were more involved in it, and they were fascinated. Even if those trialists had been prepared, they had already plugged their ears with rags before this person arrived, trying to distract themselves from other things to divert their attention, but they were powerless, and gradually let go of the thoughts of rejection in their hearts and melted into it.

"Phew, he's a fake merciful, don't listen to the voice of this demon!"

Chen Fusheng didn't move, Ao Li didn't move, Ida Roland had a Lingding suppressive mind, although he was okay for a while, he didn't dare to move. After all, Zhiqiu Yiye is a cultivator, and he was the first to notice the abnormality, crossed his knees and silently used Xuangong to collect his mind, and then bounced up, a few ups and downs, pulled up and kowtowed, and the people who repeatedly recited their sins were stunned to the ground with heavy hands, and quickly sketched with the palm of his left hand as the rune paper, and pushed it out flat, his tongue against the roof of his mouth, and shouted: "The divine soldiers are urgent, urgent as the law, fixed!" The spare right hand was not idle, and took the opportunity to draw a slender and simple peach wood sword with his backhand, the blade of the sword pointed at Pudu Cihang, and he was so quick to respond, obviously he already had a lot of experience in killing demons and eliminating demons, even Chen Fusheng couldn't help but praise secretly.

Among the twenty-three supernatural powers comprehended by this Pudu Cihang, there are also tongue and knowledge supernatural powers similar to Tianlong Zen Chanting, but he has lost the ability to inspire people and empower people by his cultivation, but the power of demagogy has increased greatly, and it is rare to be able to get rid of it with the cultivation of Zhiqiu Yiye and respond in time.

The immobilization spell did not make a merit, or it was not completely meritorious, Pudu Cihang's face was full of compassion, and his eyes glared fiercely at this young Taoist priest who dared to destroy his own good deeds, Zhiqiu Yiye only felt that his mana seemed to have encountered a solid barrier, and before he touched the body of this monster disguised as a golden-robed mage, it had been bounced back by an incomparable force.

However, his purpose has been achieved, interrupted by him, the sound of Pudu Cihang's chanting can no longer continue, just as this centipede essence uses mana and intends to re-emit the demon sound, Zhiqiu Yiye has already taken out a stack of rune paper from his arms, activated the power sealed in it, and swung forward.

"Exorcism Order!"

"There is no Elysium in the south, and the West Heaven is here!"

"Zhiqiu Yiye can only do this step!" Chen Fusheng said secretly in his heart, walked out slowly, and shook his head in the face of the Zhangba golden body that appeared in front of him after the dust dissipated, "It's nondescript, with your cultivation, you actually dare to transform the golden body of the Buddha, and even the golden seal of 10,000 characters on your chest is reversed, it seems that your Buddhist magic power is not obtained by hard practice!"

After incarnating as a Buddha, the power of this monster's tongue is even more powerful, especially the Buddha he conjure, the mana is vast, mighty, and has the ability to shock everything.

This centipede essence originally did not have such a high level of Dharma cultivation, so that with the mana of Zhiqiu Yiye, he could break his tongue and divine powers, and even the golden body of the Buddha was indecent, which made people laugh, if Chen Fusheng did not guess wrong, this centipede essence was able to do this step with the help of a Buddhist treasure.

However, although the grade of this Buddhist artifact is high, after all, it is not mastered by this monster himself, and there are many obscure omissions between the operation of mana, and for Chen Fusheng, there are countless ways to break it.

The cultivation is one layer behind, that is, the world is turned upside down, so even if Zhiqiu Yiye knows that this golden body is illusory, he is helpless.

"No, a cultivator has a Buddha in his heart, and he knows that he is fake, and I can't overcome it. ”

The way of cultivation in this world, Chen Fusheng fought against the thousand-year-old tree demon side by side with Yan Chixia last time, the old demon of Montenegro already has some understanding, Buddhism and Taoism are mixed, although some are similar to the side door miscellaneous families, but the power is strong, Yan Chixia's cultivation is obviously inferior to these two monsters, but it can still cause a lot of damage, Zhiqiu Yiye can also barely support a few moves from this Pudu Cihang's hand, but he must be inferior in the cultivation of the Dao heart, knowing that the other party is illusory, but he can't control his mind and go all out.

With one arm in the air, a light wheel blooming with infinite sword qi slowly rotated, getting bigger and bigger, resisting the brilliant golden light emitted between the eyes of this golden body, but the power contained in it also made Chen Fusheng a little surprised.

"This is not as simple as a simple Buddhist supernatural power, but it is the same as my Kunpeng Vision, combined with other spells, to have this power. ”