Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Muddy Under Your Feet

Qiang Liangben, who was on the run, also thought about surrendering to a bachelor like Jiujie, but he was frightened by what the Zhun Ti Sage did, and the method used by the Zhun Ti Sage was resentful, and he really couldn't swallow this breath, so he gave up this thought, and it was better to take one step at a time. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

After running for dozens of miles again, Qiang Liang was also able to see the top of Lingshan Mountain from a distance, and his heart couldn't help but sink: the space for himself to escape was getting smaller and smaller, and the time he could delay was getting less and less, and this time I was afraid that it was really going to be carried out!

Zhun Ti seemed to have seen Qiang Liang's thoughts, and he was not in a hurry, but he was unhurriedly behind Qiang Liang, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was in his chest. As long as Qiang Liang's speed slowed down, he would brush the withered bamboo in his hand towards Qiang Liang, and Qiang Liang had to speed up again and run away. There have been many times when Qiang Liang was almost hit and became a prisoner of the order!

Running all the way, coupled with constantly breaking the prohibition of blocking, Qiang Liang felt that he had reached the end of the strong crossbow, and even if he was already strong as an ancestor witch, he was a little unbearable. But he had no choice but to push ducks on the shelves, constantly breaking through his own limits and running towards the top of the Spirit Mountain.

Looking at the layer of prohibition that appeared again in front of him, Qiang Liang obviously felt that this prohibition was very different from the previous one, both in strength and toughness had been greatly improved. But seeing that the Zhun Ti Sage was approaching step by step, he had no choice but to use his spare strength to crash into it fiercely. But only heard a "bang", the forbidden light obviously sunk in, but there was no sign of breaking, Qiang Liang couldn't help but say: "It's not good!" It's too late to struggle anymore, and under the rebound of the ban, Qiang Liang was directly rolled and rebounded to the feet of the Zhun Ti Sage.

Zhun Ti smiled "hehe" and said, "After the last ban, it is the top of Lingshan." It is different from the rest of Lingshan. Pity...... After all, you failed to break through the prohibition that I had set up with Senior Brother Jie back then. But you're proud enough!" and then reached out to the strong point.

Qiang Liang, who was already exhausted, had no choice but to watch Zhun Ti's finger point at his eyebrows. Then a vast chaotic force burst out from his finger and entered the sea of Qiangliang's consciousness, forming a prohibition that completely imprisoned Qiangliang's primordial spirit! Qiangliang suddenly felt that his primordial power had lost its vitality, no matter how he exercised his mana, it was useless, but fortunately, the chaos clock still had a slight sense of induction, but it was impossible to drive it against the enemy. I had to sigh lightly and said in frustration: "The second sect master is too careful, right? all the saints are ants, how can I, an ant, escape the palm of the second sect master?"

I only heard Zhun Ti say: "The three sect masters are serious, although you are not a saint, but you have the luck of the human race, and you are so scheming that people can't guard against it! As long as the Three Sect Masters cast a soul seed in my Western Elysium, I will lift the ban and return your mana. ”

Qiang Liang also knew that it would be wishful thinking to say that he wanted to move the Zhun Ti Sage, so he had to give up this idea by himself, so as not to think crankily and think in vain. However, he wanted to ask clearly about the treatment after being caught. After all, it's about one's own life, isn't it? But how to ask this question is knowledgeable. So he deliberately said, "I don't know what the Second Sect Master is going to do to me? Let me guess, you must be crushing me under a certain mountain!"

Zhun Ti said: "This good sage is really penetrating the hearts of the people, but I have this intention in my heart. ”

But he didn't want Qiang Liang to say again: "Such an act is against the way of falling flowers and spitting lotus flowers." It is said that Western religion can best transcend people's hearts, and I don't think that's it!"

Zhun Ti was suddenly furious: "This kid actually threw his words here to squeeze himself!" changed his original intention at the moment, and said disdainfully: "I have sealed your mana, so I will release you in my spiritual mountain." Under the influence of your ears and eyes, you will definitely be in awe of my Western Strict Righteousness, and then you will willingly become the Third Sect Master of my Sect!" Then he grabbed Qiang Liang's belt and carried Qiang Liang to the halfway up the mountain, where the Western Sect lived.

While Qiang Liang breathed a sigh of relief, he was also secretly vigilant in his heart: "It is said that Buddhist disciples are the best at demagoguery, as the predecessor of Buddhism, Western religion is afraid that the application of this skill has long been perfected, but I have to be careful, don't lose my heart!"

I have to say that the sage's mana is so powerful, especially in the time it took less than a stick of incense to rush to the mountainside of Lingshan Mountain.

Since the saint appeared, all the disciples came to pay their respects, and all of them, whether they were bald or haired, knelt on the ground.

The Zhun Ti Sage looked at the people present, and except for the general trend of Tianlong and taking care of Tianlong, he did not even miss the miscellaneous servants, so he nodded with satisfaction and said, "From today on, the good sages of the human race will teach the three sect masters for me. Then he threw Qiang Liang in the middle of the square without respect. Although Qiang Liang regained some physical strength, the power of the saint was not so easy to resist, and he was directly dumped and. The mouth full of mud and sand was finally spit clean.

Zhun Ti looked at the embarrassed Qiang Liang, and finally had a small breath of evil in his heart. commanded: "The three sect masters are the pillars of our sect, and no one is allowed to let them go down the mountain without permission!" and then disappeared invisible.

The people in the square originally heard that they had let this good sage of the human race be the leader of the three sects, but they were already unconvinced, but when they saw the disrespectful behavior of the Zhun Ti saint, they all came to their senses. As soon as Zhun Ti left, there was a lot of discussion, as if it was exploding.

After a while, I saw the cult members with bearded hair raise their hands and shouted, "Be quiet, be quiet! Since Teacher Zhun Ti has ordered this, we should obey it!" Then he went straight to Qiang Liang, arched his hand to Qiang Liang who was lying on the ground, and said, "Three Sect Masters, this is polite!"

When Qiang Liang saw it, he hurriedly arched his hand, and then got up, after all, lying on the ground really didn't look good, and he was not used to looking up at people.

Who would have thought, but the sect member directly stepped on Qiang Liang's shoulder, and then crushed downward, and said: "The three sect masters should rest for a while, otherwise I will not wait for you to be tired!" Then he left laughing, and said at the same time: "You all listen well, give me a good reception and entertain the three sect masters!"

Immediately, the congregation burst into laughter. Then I saw another disciple with a long hair slowly leaving, but when he left, he deliberately made a small circle and stepped on Qiang Liang's back to leave.

Qiang Liang, who was lying on the ground, suddenly showed a wry smile, and simply didn't get up anymore, just let them step on them one by one.

After more than half an hour, there were not many Zhun Ti disciples left in the square, but they stopped their actions and only watched with their eyes to attract a group of bald disciples who were competent. The bald-headed disciples had no choice but to move forward one after another, first bowing to Qiang Liang, and then saying, "Offended!" and then trampled away, and after all the disciples who received the saint had stepped on it, the remaining disciples of the Zhun Ti saint took action again.

By the time all the Western Sectarians in the square had trampled on it, it was already sunset. Seeing that the Western sect members were almost gone, Shi Shiran was about to get up, but saw a little bald head timidly move over. Strong conscience said: "Yes, I have to do it again." He closed his eyes and prepared to suffer another humiliation. But I didn't want this little bald head to step on him, but instead struggled to hold Qiangliang's arm and pull him up!

Qiang Liang was immediately moved.