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Chapter nine hundred and thirty first helpless

As for the cultivators, they are truly scarce animals, which not only require martial arts, but also a large amount of resources. Only those cultivators can be worshipped among the real famous sects, and only those famous sects that are truly included in the prefecture are enough to support a small number of family children to practice. The Junwang Family cannot do it at all. The resources a cultivator needs are enough to drag down the Junwang Family like the Liu Family.

This is also because a warrior cannot compete with the cultivator except for entering the Martial Saint stage. A cultivator at the driving realm can easily kill a warrior at the Grandmaster realm as long as he accidentally occurs, and the gap between the two sides will naturally arise.

But similarly, Qin Yun discovered that as long as he understands the literary energy, he can play a great role in checking and balancing the immortal cultivators. With Qin Yun’s current level, a most basic martial artist can easily kill him, but if he were an immortal cultivator, it would probably be only an immortal cultivator in the manifest realm that could slightly resist Qin Yun’s literary energy.

"It's so chaotic! Sure enough, practice is not as simple as a game. You can decide everything by relying solely on realm." Qin Yun thought in his heart.

Of course, these are just Qin Yun’s own guesses. If this is the case, it still needs to be tried.

The strangeness of the temple also made the heads of the family worry. It is not as visible as the naked eye of the warrior. The immortal arts of immortals and the divine arts of gods have always been known for being weird. Even though these heads have a wide range of knowledge, those who have truly experienced immortal arts and divine arts are only one-on-one. They were used to being arrogant before, but now they suddenly encountered this situation, and they have not had any problems. They all had the intention to retreat.

"Old Liu, why don't we come back tomorrow during the day. During the day, we need to deal with these things." A head of the family who was close to the Liu family said in a low voice, and the heads next to them also nodded quickly.

Qin Yun looked at the heads of the county-viewing houses, his eyes flashed. Sure enough, the chaos was imminent, and even these aristocratic families had subtle changes, no longer as smart as before, and all had high visions and low powers. I don’t know if these aristocratic families have fallen or their will is blinded by God.

"No." Mr. Liu refused flatly. He turned around, and the eyes that almost shot out of his eyes swept across everyone, and said majesticly: "The more magical the so-called god is, the more we should eliminate it as soon as possible. Otherwise, it would be a real threat to us. Don't you want to die suddenly one day, right? Or is your beloved grandson and concubine encounter an unexpected accident?"

Mr. Liu's words hit the nail on the head of the head of the family, who had already retreated, suddenly changed his face and made up his mind. The more mysterious and unclear things were, the more alert they were, the more immortal arts were like this, and even more so.

Mr. Liu became a spirit, and his light words controlled all the command power of the hospital. He did not use his life to accumulate, but instead ordered his subordinates to shoot rockets into the temple. He also ordered people to collect a large amount of hay and piled up around the temple to burn. The fire that soared into the sky almost illuminated the sky above the county city.

No matter how magical the temple is, the water and fire are ruthless, Mr. Liu directly prepared a fire to burn it to see how magical it is.

I have to say that Mr. Liu's move is indeed high enough. Even if ordinary gods want to deal with mortals, they rarely kill mortals directly because of the separation of yin and yang. Most of them use illusions and sending ghosts and gods to absorb the mortal yang energy, slowly causing mortals to suffer from all kinds of diseases and eventually die of illness. If you want to directly condemn the gods, it is only a truly powerful god, and it is also ineffective for people with certain luck.

The so-called: This is the reason why the law does not bring good fortune.

Moreover, temples are very important to gods, almost like human souls and body. The temple is defeated and the gods are like sacred towers, so this god is probably not far from falling. Even if this god is occupying the nest of a magpie, he probably cannot escape this fate.

Mr. Liu had a good idea, but he was not a practitioner after all, and he didn't have much estimate of the magic of those who practice magic. As time went by, the fire outside the temple became more and more hot, but the temple was like a bottomless abyss. Not only did the rockets shot in there showed no sign, but even the raging fire burning outside could not make the temple change even if it was a slight change.

Everything is as always, making people scared!

"I quit. This is blasphemy. The god is angry!" A slave went crazy, threw down the hay in his hand and ran out.

Others are also ready to move.

"Barring nonsense, confusing people's hearts, kill!"

Mr. Liu was decisive in his killing and issued a killing order as soon as possible with a blue face. Zhou Meng personally picked up the bow and arrow next to him, pierced the heart with one arrow, and shot the slave to the ground directly without any sound.

"If the order is passed on, no matter which family this person comes from, his family will be demoted to a lowly servant and will not be able to recover for three generations."

As soon as Mr. Liu said this, he immediately shocked everyone. At this time, escaping is not only difficult for oneself to protect himself, but also will harm his family. Without any necessity, no one dares to act without any action.

"In addition, everyone who works tonight will be rewarded, slaves will be rewarded with two taels of silver, and guards will be rewarded with five taels of silver, and those who have made contributions will be doubled."

Mr. Liu was extremely experienced. After using both soft and hard work, he immediately gathered up the originally somewhat collapsed morale of the army again. He is worthy of being a legendary figure in the county city. Not only did the heads of the family admire him and were extremely afraid, Qin Yun also nodded repeatedly in his heart.

This ability is enough to lead an army of ten thousand people!

However, Mr. Liu has only temporarily stabilized people's hearts. If there is no definite hope, people's hearts will probably collapse sooner or later.

"Brother Jingtai, grandfather is invited." Just as Qin Yun was about to see how Mr. Liu broke the deadlock, Liu Du came to Qin Yun and solemnly invited Qin Yun, even attracting a large number of gazes around him.

"This old fox!" Qin Yun's heart moved and he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

Now I guess I can't watch the excitement anymore, and I have to be watched by others.

Sure enough, as soon as Qin Yun came to Mr. Liu, a large group of people gathered here, all of whom were well-known figures in the county town. Among them were the head of the Junwang Family, the great merchants with business throughout the province, and the head of the court who had formal official positions. They were not good at it.

"Come on, come on, come on, let me introduce you to you. This Qin family man is named Qin Yun, and he is my grandson's classmate and friend." Mr. Liu introduced enthusiastically. Unfortunately, these people didn't take it much. At most, he nodded with his face. Some people even blamed Mr. Liu in their hearts. When is this time and they still have the heart to do these things.

"And that's right, this Qin family boy has realized the literary spirit..."
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