There are seven saints in this world, so there are seven holy places.
The relationship between holy places and saints can be regarded as complementary to each other. The strong atmosphere of theological research in holy places creates saints.
The saint's powerful force deterrence also ensured the holy land's rich resources and transcendent status.
Except for the peerlessly independent Tianjian Villa, the other six holy places are all in the secular world. For example, the Wendao Academy is located in the Daqian Empire, and the Dark Temple is located in a vast area called the "Land of Chaos".
Although the seven saints jointly made an agreement that the Holy Land should not interfere with the secular world, since we are in it, certain exchanges are inevitable.
In order to consolidate their own orthodoxy, secular rulers often make offerings to holy places within their own countries. In exchange, holy places will also maintain the security and stability of the region within a limited scope.
If the rule that holy places must not interfere with secular affairs is occasionally broken, then a holy place crossing the boundary to influence the political power of other holy places in the area is a big taboo. Once discovered, it is very likely to cause the wrath of the saint. , a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
Therefore, at the beginning of the collusion between the Dark Temple and the Xiao family, they acted quite low-key, just hiding behind the scenes and moving around. However, after passing through the academy, they learned that the saint who heard the Tao locked himself up on the top of the mountain, not seeing outsiders and not caring about worldly affairs. The actions of the Dark Temple gradually became more and more unscrupulous.
During the raid on Shengyu Trading Company's "Sai Shen Xian" workshop, the Dark Temple dispatched Long Di, the Taoist Spirit Master level, for the first time, luring Daqian's No. 1 Spirit Master Jiu Zun out of the imperial city, and arranged for the temple's "No. "Eleven Pillars" Cang Jing entered the imperial city and massacred people.
This is the most daring test made by the Dark Temple since it entered the Daqian Empire. After all, the Taoist Spirit Master is the most powerful force after the Saint. Once it falls, it will cause immeasurable losses to any holy land.
Although "Eleven Pillars" Cang Jing died at the hands of Zhong Wen, Wen Dao Academy did not react at all to Long Dian's appearance.
In this way, the side of the Dark Temple was completely relieved, and only then did the two Taoist Spirit Masters and the "Four Pillars" of the Heavenly Wheel move out together with great force.
Looking at this middle-aged man standing in the air, wearing simple clothes, sweat was dripping from Long Dian's forehead. The dignified spiritual leader could not control the slight trembling of his hands and feet.
Although he had never met him before, he concluded in an instant that the person in front of him was definitely a saint who heard the Tao.
"Who gave you the courage?" Wen Dao Sage's tone was calm and gentle, his voice was very soft, but it seemed to be spiritual. He took the initiative to get into Long Dian's ears, as if he was whispering beside him, and it sounded very clear, " Dare you interfere in the worldly affairs of the empire?"
Every time he uttered a word, Long Dian felt his heart beat violently involuntarily, and indescribable pain spread throughout his body.
By the time the saint finished speaking, his face turned pale, blood slowly flowed from the corners of his mouth, and his internal organs had been severely injured.
"I've seen the saint." Long Dian finally reacted quickly, quickly adjusted his mentality, and said respectfully.
"Answer me." Sage Wen Dao's voice became colder, "Who gave you the courage to kill people on the grounds of Wen Dao Academy?"
Long Dian's face turned even paler, and the blood from the corner of his mouth formed a stream, dripping down his jaw.
"Sage, calm down." He endured the extreme discomfort, lowered his posture very low, and said humbly, "We have some personal enmity with the Nangong family. We made a big mistake in the impulse of the moment. Please forgive me, saint."
"Oh? So it's a personal enmity?" The saint smiled slightly and his body seemed to tremble.
Not seeing how he moved, Long Dian only felt a heartbreaking pain coming from his left shoulder. Looking down, he found that his left arm had been broken at the shoulder level at some point, and the wound was very neat. After a while, blood began to spurt out.
out.
"ah!!!"
A shrill wail resounded through the sky. Long Dian pressed his right hand on the injured left shoulder. The fear in his eyes could no longer be suppressed. His whole body was trembling violently. Under the huge pressure, there were faint signs of mental collapse.
"My hand slipped just now and I accidentally hurt your arm." The saint who heard the news still stood there, but a black arm appeared out of thin air in his hand, "Now we also have a personal vendetta, do you want to be impulsive again?
, seek revenge from me?"
As he spoke, he stretched out the broken part of his arm in a direction away from himself as if he was disgusted with it, like setting off fireworks, letting the blood splash outward.
"No, I don't dare." Long Dian tried his best to gather the remaining spirit in his body, gritted his teeth and said, "I was the one who made the mistake first, and I am willing to accept the saint's punishment."
"You really don't dare." The Wen Dao Saint sneered, "Because you are no match for me. Just like the worldly people, you can only be slaughtered by your dark temple."
How can this happen? Didn’t you see how hard I fought those two girls just now?
Long Dian tried his best to deny it in his heart, but he couldn't even say "no" on his lips. He just lowered his eyebrows and lowered his head in a submissive manner.
"You must also know how taboo it is for the Holy Land to cross the border and interfere in secular affairs." The saint said word by word, "Since you have confessed, you thirty-three people do not need to go back."
"Sage, think twice!" Long Dian was shocked. The number thirty-three is exactly the total number of disciples of the Dark Temple who are still alive in the Daqian Empire. Unexpectedly, the saint who heard the Tao said it clearly, "Please also read in this holy land."
For your sake, let me wait for a way out."
"If I let you go, how should I explain to those secular people who were killed by you?" The saint who heard the Tao didn't seem to be in a hurry to take action, but instead negotiated with Long Dian in a leisurely manner.
Worldly ants are dead when they die, do they still need to explain themselves?
"We interfere in the secular world without authorization and deserve to die." Of course, Long Dian did not dare to say what was in his heart. He rolled his eyes and suddenly said with wisdom: "It's just that if the saint kills us all, I'm afraid it will provoke two people.
If the discord between the Great Holy Land spreads to your fellow disciples who are studying in the chaotic land, we will not be able to feel at ease even if we are under the pressure of nine springs."
"Are you threatening me?" Saint Wen Dao's eyes suddenly shot out, and an indescribable power enveloped Long Dian, which quickly dissipated.
In just a short moment, Long Dian felt that he had experienced the greatest terror in the world. The veins on his neck bulged, his heart almost stopped beating, and all his spiritual energy could not function. His body swayed, and he fell in a free fall, falling heavily on the ground. On the ground, there were people lying on their backs in a miserable state.
Even if my cultivation reaches the level like mine, as long as I haven't taken that step, am I just a stronger ant after all?
Long Dian smiled bitterly, lying on the ground and looking up at the blue sky, as if he had some realization in his heart.
"Within half an hour, take your people and evacuate the Daqian Empire." The saint suddenly calmed down his momentum and regained his hazy feeling, "When the time comes, don't blame my men for being ruthless."
"Thank you to the saint for not killing!" Long Dian had already given up hope, but unexpectedly when he heard that the saint had not killed him, a sense of happiness for the rest of his life instantly filled his heart, "We will leave the Daqian Empire immediately and will never stay. ."
After that, he bowed to the saint, then grabbed the mandrill lying on the ground unable to move, turned into a black light and shadow, and turned away like flying, for fear that if he left a step too late, the saint would change his mind. .
The ghost mandrill was held in his hand, his blood-red eyes glared at the Wen Dao Saint, and he shouted at the top of his lungs: "If you don't kill me today, I will kill you one day to avenge the old man!"
The saint who heard the Tao glanced at him indifferently, his expression unchanged, as if he was looking at an ant. Ghost Mandrill's declaration of revenge was like a breeze blowing by, but failed to make any waves in his heart.
Long Di finally managed to escape with his life, but he never expected that the ghost mandrill in his hand would dare to challenge the saint. He was so frightened that he almost threw it away with a trembling hand.
The old one is a madman, the young one is also a madman, they are all mad!
He kept cursing in his heart, the wind was blowing under his feet, and he was walking as fast as flying. He just wanted to leave this hellish place as soon as possible and never come back again.
The saint who heard the Tao still stood quietly in the air, his eyes staring ahead, not focused, and he didn't know what he was looking at.
"Just let them go like this?" Zhong Wen's voice suddenly came from behind, "That person seems to be quite resentful of you. There is no guarantee that he won't cause trouble in the future."
The saint turned around, looked at Zhong Wen sitting on the bald eagle, smiled slightly and said: "Little guy, do you think I became a saint by being a vegetarian? I don't know how many people's corpses I stepped on before leaving. At this level, if the people in the world who hate me gather in one place, they can form a city, but there is no time to deal with them one by one."
"After all, we are from the Holy Land..."
"To me, there are only six people in the world that I need to care about." The saint said in a calm tone, but the content was extremely domineering. "Now that you are included, there are only seven."
"Me?" Zhong Wen didn't expect him to say this.
"Although you are still very weak, your future achievements may not be inferior to mine." The saint smiled slightly, "Of course, this is just my personal speculation. Who can say clearly what will happen in the future?"
Immediately afterwards, he glanced at Lin Zhiyun, Nangong Ling and others around him, and said with a hint of ridicule: "Is this the person you want to protect? This little guy is really very lucky."
Zhong Wen smiled and said nothing.
"Okay, now that the matter is over, I won't be here to shine." Sage Wen Dao patted Zhong Wen on the shoulder and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter how many confidantes you have, but don't forget to take the time to come to the academy.
Look at Xiaojie."
After that, without waiting for his answer, he turned around and disappeared into the void, coming and going like the wind, free and easy.
This is the man who stands on top of the world!
Zhong Wen was extremely envious, thinking that one day he would be able to exude the aura of a bastard while saying words like "In this world, there are only six people I need to care about."
"Zhong Wen!" Leng Wushuang's delicate voice came to his ears.
Zhong Wen lowered his head and met the assassin girl's tender eyes. A warmth instantly surged into his heart. He jumped off the bald eagle and came to Leng Wushuang's side in an instant, holding the girl's delicate body tightly.
Hold him in his arms.
After a long time, the two figures reluctantly separated. No one noticed that in the far corner, a green figure was staring at the infatuated man and woman, with a complicated look in his beautiful eyes.
"Is that the saint just now? He is really powerful and unpredictable." Nangong Ling escaped from death and said with lingering fear, "If you come back one step later, I'm afraid you won't be able to see me."
"Sister Nangong, it turns out that when I was away, your dressing style was so... unrestrained?" Zhong Wen looked at Nangong Lin's pink arms and snow-white legs exposed from the rip in his clothes, his eyes shone, and he covered his head
Nose exclaimed.
Nangong Ling: "Elder Ye, please throw this scoundrel out."
Ye Qinglian: "Okay."
"Wait, wait, I'm just kidding, don't, don't, ah!!!"
A figure kept spinning 360 degrees in the air and flew out of Nangong's mansion, drawing a beautiful arc in the air and disappearing into the boundless sky...
This chapter has been completed!