The saints are high, only the decrees they have passed down, the little people at the bottom, who can see their demeanor?

Today, as soon as the bare upper body man said this, the second floor of the tavern was completely boiling.

But whoever embarks on the path of cultivation, who would not dare to become a saint and live with heaven and earth?

Although I know that in a large case, they are just the escorts of generations of young talents, but don't you want to be longing for it?

Becoming a saint can only be said to be a very difficult thing, and whether it can be achieved or not depends on the providence of heaven.

But now, everyone has heard that in order to achieve the position of a saint, everyone's efforts account for a part, and the rest actually depends on geographical division?

One Dingzhou, two saints?

Does that mean that the reason why the saint has attained the highest is because he was born in Dingzhou?

Could it be this Dingzhou City?

The big man with his upper body naked, seeing the surprised eyes of the others, laughed slowly, and said, "Don't guess, I see! You all misunderstood what I meant!"

The person next to him immediately asked, "Then what do you mean by this?"

The big man smiled, and drank the wine in the cup that was filled with the old man.

Only then did he speak: "The Marquis of Dingzhou wants to borrow the luck of everyone in Dingzhou to obtain the position of a saint!"

"Huh?"

"What?"

"This ......"

A group of people were dumbfounded, this time even Hei Feng and the young man at the table were dumbfounded, and they were so shocked by this statement.

A monk in the realm of Yudan, vainly trying to skip the cultivation of the Yuan Infant and the Tribulation, and become a saint?

It's not a narcissistic problem, it's a brain disease!

Seeing that the eyes and expressions of the people around him were consistent with what he imagined, Dahan smiled again, "Silly, don't you believe it, I know you have this kind of expression!"

Someone said: "Isn't this Dingzhou Hou Mo crazy? The path of the monk, he didn't dare to be ambiguous for a single step, he only got into the Dan realm, and he even tried in vain to achieve the holy position of a word?!"

"It must be crazy, crazy!"

"Yes, he must be crazy, I have never heard of such a strange situation, no matter how you say it, you can only be qualified if you get the Yuan Infant Realm, right?"

Dahan said: "You think he's crazy, but I don't think so." ”

The old man said on the side: "Because, he wants to borrow the luck of all the people in Dingzhou? This barrier over Dingzhou City is arranged to rob the luck of the people?"

The big man squinted his eyes, looked at the old man, and said, "Old man, you have a good bearing, you must also be a monk, right?"

The old man smiled slightly, "It's just a Qi Refining Realm." ”

The big man with his upper body immediately stood up and bowed his hand, "Senior!

The others also quickly got up from their chairs, clasped their fists in salute, and greeted the old man.

Because after the old man said those words, his breath no longer converged.

The old man said, "It's okay, this little brother!

The big man didn't dare to put on a score anymore, and immediately said: "Listen to what my senior brother meant, it seems that the enchantment arranged by the Marquis of Dingzhou this time is a means to prepare for the robbery of the luck of the people of Dingzhou, and the people of Dingzhou don't know how many, if the Marquis of Dingzhou can really do this step and become a saint, is it still difficult?"

The old man nodded, "It is indeed not difficult to sacrifice the luck of the people of a state in exchange for the position of a saint!"

Hei Feng quietly picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and slowly frowned.

This Dingzhou Marquis is really a ruthless character, in order to achieve his position as a saint, he actually wants to sacrifice all the people of Dingzhou, even if such a person becomes a saint, he is also a demon saint!

Moreover, Hei Feng always felt that Dingzhou Hou's approach this time seemed to be very similar to his master, at a certain moment, except that his master was more principled and never used methods against innocent people.

The means are also used against the enemy.

This Dingzhou Hou is not principled, and this method is really ruthless.

It's just that Hei Feng always feels that this matter is still too difficult.

No matter how powerful Dingzhou Hou is, he is just a master of the Jiedan Realm, and if he wants to arrange this kind of means of reaching the sky, just entering the Jiedan Realm is not enough to plan such a layout.

Hei Feng always felt that the Marquis of Dingzhou had a lot of ambitions, but he may not be the protagonist, and there may be someone else behind the scenes.

Although after entering Dingzhou City, Hei Feng felt a trace of depression, but all this, the suppressive force on her, was very small, almost negligible.

This time, as long as he quietly took away the person in the prison when the child was handed over, Hei Feng didn't want to face the Marquis of Dingzhou now.

Everything, waiting for the master to plan to act.

When the table and the next table continued to talk about these topics, Hei Feng began to push the wine and food in front of the table forward, took out a few pieces of golden paper from his arms, and began to fold them.

Hei Feng's movements are very skillful, and the folded gold paper, once she completes a certain movement, will turn into a little starlight and disappear into her fingertips.

In about a quarter of an hour, it was completely dark, and Hei Feng began to settle the bill and go downstairs.

The old and the young, are almost the front and back of the building.

Hei Feng's fingers flicked, and from her fingertips, pieces of golden light flew out, these golden lights were invisible to others, and after flying away from her fingertips, they were even smaller than the lights hanging on the restaurant, which were ten thousand times weaker.

These golden points of light flew in the direction of the entrance of the prison, and they all entered the prison in a short time, and the black phoenix was like opening the eye of the sky, and all the layout in the prison was taken into view.

Under the effect of these golden points of light, Hei Feng soon saw the middle-aged man he had seen a few years ago in the depths of the prison, he was unkempt, and the clothes on his body had become wisps and wisps, and the location he was in was actually still a water prison, with two big iron chains, locking his two arms.

After seeing all this, Hei Feng was stunned and said to himself: "That person's body is special, didn't it alarm the Marquis of Dingzhou?

On her side, she was learning about the inside of the prison little by little.

An old man and a young man who had eaten with her in a restaurant earlier had already gone to the street, found a place where no one was, and put on their night clothes.

The old man said: "Before the time, you must come out, you also heard it, otherwise it will be very dangerous!"

The young man said: "Grandpa, my father, is it possible that the news that came out is fake? Why didn't he come out early or late, and he had to wait for this day?"

The old man tied the black cloth on his face tighter, and said, "It should be true, your father picked up half of the strange book back then, and he was proficient in divination, this bit of Taoism, there should be it, right?"

The young man didn't seem to think so, and said: "I picked up half of the strange book, saying that it was to make the ancestral tomb smoke, but the ancestral tomb is not smoking yet, he is about to enter the grave!"