The vision lasted for a full ten minutes before it stopped. This time was enough for Shen Fengshu and others to understand the situation in front of them.
As expected, there were many people waiting for them outside. Of course, those people's main target was An Zhengling, and they just wanted to know the whereabouts of An Zhengling.
Everyone was shocked by this phenomenon of literary energy. For ten minutes, no one said anything or moved. After such a long time, everyone also discovered that this sky-high literary energy was created by Shen Fengshu.
When they realized this, everyone was confused. Is this another big thing?
Previously, Shen Fengshu's poem "Youth" awakened a holy demon. This time there is such a big movement. What is it intended to awaken? The first reaction of some people with quick minds is to run away quickly and stay away from this place of right and wrong. What if? Once again, there will be another turmoil in Shangjiuzhou. Aren't these people present just like Langhuan Academy back then, who also vented their anger?
Target? Even if he can't run for the time being, he can't talk or move around.
The fluctuations in literary energy finally stopped, and all the strange phenomena of heaven and earth dissipated. Only four young people were left standing there, and the portal to the secret realm was closed at some point.
In other words, the An Zhengling they were waiting for never showed up.
Everyone has worked hard to track An Zhengling for so many days, and finally found out that he was around the secret realm of Qiancheng. It took so long, and this is the result? This is probably a trap. Shen Fengshu made a high-profile name here, After entering the secret realm and attracting everyone's attention, An Zhengling made a false shot and quietly escaped to another place while everyone was attracted by Shen Fengshu.
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That must be the case! It’s impossible for An Zhengling to follow him into the Qiancheng Secret Realm and then stay in it and never come out, right?
Fell into a trap!
When many people look at Shen Fengshu, their eyes are filled with resentment. Bad people make money by killing their parents. At this moment, Shen Fengshu is clearly their enemy.
Seeing that Shen Fengshu and the other four were about to leave, someone finally couldn't help but rushed out.
There were people all around who were watching eagerly. One person took action and immediately triggered a chain reaction. Immediately, a large group of people began to rush out, targeting Shen Fengshu and the four.
"Hmph!" Just when many people could no longer bear it and were about to rush in front of Shen Fengshu, a man's low cold snort suddenly sounded in everyone's ears.
Although it was just a cold snort, in the ears of countless people, it was as if a thunderbolt had exploded, and the melon seeds in their heads were shaken and buzzing.
"Is there someone who no longer pays attention to the major sects in Shangjiuzhou and wants to openly defy the laws of these major sects?" After the cold snort, another strange woman's voice, which became increasingly cold, rang in everyone's ears.
Boom, the guy at the front exploded and turned into a shower of blood.
The ten monks who followed him were banging, banging, banging, their limbs exploded, blood and flesh splattered everywhere, and each person's arms and legs had large and shocking holes. They were unable to maintain their balance and were paralyzed. Fall to the ground.
The people in front suffered such a fate, and the people who had rushed out from behind were so frightened that they all suddenly stood on the spot, neither advancing nor retreating. They stood there at a loss and didn't know what to do.
What kind of master is this? Has the ancestor of Jin Dan taken action?
The noisy situation suddenly quieted down, and there was silence. The woman who made the sound had not yet appeared, but she had already calmed everyone in the room, and no one dared to move easily.
Several smart people have already looked in several directions behind the crowd. Those directions are the directions where several Jindan ancestors are. If the Jindan ancestors help, maybe they don't need to worry too much. " It seems that some people feel that they have a backer and are not convinced, right?" Although the movements of these people were slow and secretive, they could not hide the detection of the master's spiritual sense. The voice of the woman who spoke actually had a smile, and it sounded like Seems very happy
Like. A sword light flashed in the distance, and then a fairy in white clothes followed the sword light and flew calmly and elegantly to the top of Qiancheng Island. The sword light did not fly high, and wherever it passed, people gathered there. They all got out of the way. After a moment, the female monk had already
Standing only a dozen steps away from Shen Fengshu and others. The female monk was wearing a white veil. Her face could not be clearly seen clearly, but there was a coldness hidden in her beautiful eyes. The corners of her eyes were raised, adding five points. Coercion. With a sweep of her gaze, everyone who was swept by her gaze felt an inexplicable feeling.
of coldness.
"My young master would like to ask you, what are you, the golden elixir monks, doing here in this elementary secret realm?" After looking around, the female cultivator looked in a certain direction and asked lightly.
"Come down here to buy something. I've already bought it. Let's leave now." A man's voice suddenly appeared, with a hint of explanation in his tone.
As soon as he finished speaking, a ray of sword light immediately escaped from the distance. He walked away neatly and without any sloppiness. An Zhengling did not appear. If he didn't leave now, when would he wait?
The female cultivator turned her head slightly and faced another direction.
"I was just passing by and suddenly saw the Wen Qi skyrocketing, so I stopped to take a look." Another man who did not show up also explained aloud: "The Wen Qi has dissipated, so let's leave now."
To some people's ears, this man's voice sounded as if they were hearing some incredible and strange sound.
Immediately afterwards there was a sword roar, and another person left with a sword.
The female cultivator in white didn't look in any direction this time, but turned her gaze back to the front. But behind her, a sword light flew in two directions.
"Excuse me!"
"I took the liberty of passing by and said goodbye!"
Two voices sounded one after another. No one showed up at all, and no shadows were left that ran away in the blink of an eye. The monks who had just rushed out saw the scene happening in front of them, and their hearts suddenly became... Pulling out the coolness, there was also a sense of despair in his eyes. Even the ten monks lying on the ground did not dare to moan anymore.
, endured the pain and did not dare to move easily.
Even the ancestors of Jindan were frightened away by just one word. What can they do? Can they stand up and resist?
Suddenly, a loud noise erupted out of thin air above Gancheng Lake. Two extremely powerful spiritual consciousnesses suddenly collided and then shattered. The pressure caused by the violent collision of spiritual consciousness was as real as real, directly Covering a radius of several miles.
Fortunately, these divine pressures were not directed at anyone, otherwise more than half of the people present would have been suppressed until they knelt on the ground and trembled.
Boom boom boom, there were several loud noises in succession, and then there was no sound again.
Bang, a bloody arm was thrown from the air to the ground. Many people looked at that arm with their eyes condensed.
"Don't overestimate your own capabilities!" A strange man's voice sounded again: "You think you can do whatever you want with just a golden elixir?"
Just a golden elixir? There is a lot of information in these words, and many people's hearts tremble.
"Humph!" The female cultivator in white snorted again. At least seven or eight monks were frightened by this cold snort. Their knees weakened and they knelt down.
"You have ulterior motives!" the female cultivator in white just said coldly, and those at a loss finally came to their senses: "Slap yourself, ten times!"
Regardless of whether he was lying down, kneeling or standing, he raised his hands without hesitation and slapped his own cheeks.
Compared with life, just slapping oneself is definitely a gift. No one dared to cheat and cheat, so his mouth was slapped hard, and his face became swollen after a few blows. There was a crackling sound of slaps in the face.
After ten slaps, everyone stopped and waited quietly for relief. They didn't dare to take a breath until the other party said something.
"Chen Fengshu, why did you enter the secret realm of Qiancheng?" After dealing with these rash monks, the female cultivator in white stopped at Shen Fengshu and asked coldly.
"Experience, and see if you can find some reborn treasures to change your qualifications." Shen Fengshu replied nonchalantly: "Isn't this secret realm of Gancheng just for us beginners to gain experience?"
The words were correct and the truth was correct, but Shen Fengshu's understatement made the female cultivator in white very unhappy.
"According to what they said, where are the people who followed you out to sea?" The female cultivator in white looked coldly and asked again.
"How do I know?" Shen Fengshu pretended to be confused: "I am going my own way, who knows who is behind me? Anyway, there is no one floating in the sea, who knows where they went."
The portal to the secret realm has been closed and has not yet come out. You don’t need to ask the people outside to know where those people have gone. It’s just that hundreds of foundation-building masters chased four young people, and they all died. Isn’t this a bit outrageous? " I'm still hungry and thirsty after waiting for more than ten days. Why can you come and go freely on the sea?" Shen Fengshu acted too innocent. He had already left the secret realm but had to return halfway after building a raft to chase Shen Fengshu. The monk is being
Shen Fengshu's words were irritating, and he didn't know why he was crazy. He suddenly asked excitedly and loudly.
"Slap yourself!" The female cultivator in white didn't even bother to raise her eyelids, she just snorted: "Ten times!"
The monk who asked the question suddenly reacted. He was shocked and at the same time slapped himself on the spot without thinking.
"Why?" Shen Fengshu waited for the other party to slap him ten times before replying with a smile: "We can fish and get fresh water from the sea. We have no worries about eating and drinking, and there are no big winds and waves. Why can't we come and go? "Freely?" Many people were moved when they heard Shen Fengshu said that he could get fresh water from the sea. They wanted to know more, but Shen Fengshu kept silent. The anxious group of people scratched their heads in their hearts, but no one said anything. I didn’t dare to ask more questions. I didn’t look at the one just now.
Are you being asked to slap yourself after asking a question? The female cultivator in white glanced at Shen Fengshu sternly. She was very dissatisfied with Shen Fengshu's tone and posture. Even the four Jindan ancestors were slapped by the young master's words. They ran away in shock, one even left an arm behind, but Shen Fengshu turned a blind eye to it.
There was no awe in his tone, and I didn't know if he was ignorant? Or fearless? "As a monk, relying on the protection of the Shangjiuzhou Sect, I can stir up trouble, cause disputes, and show off my literary talents." After Shen Fengshu finished speaking, the woman in white Xiu kept her cold tone and said without mercy: "You can avoid the death penalty, but you can't escape the living crime. You can slap it yourself."
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Ding Jian and others' hearts immediately became anxious.
The Shangjiuzhou sect protects and shows off his literary talents. This is obviously talking about Shen Fengshu, but where does he start from stirring up trouble and causing disputes and showing off his literary talents?
Shen Fengshu himself looked puzzled. He looked left and right. After a while, he seemed to realize that he was talking about himself. He pointed to his nose in disbelief and looked at the female cultivator in white. " Are you talking to me? You're talking to me, right? You've got the wrong person!"
