The darkness faded away, and the moonlight shone on the earth again.
High in the sky, a tiger fluttered its wings. An Qingli crossed his knees on top of it, holding a hammer in his right hand and holding a huge bloody beast in his left hand.
Even though the demonic beast had lost its breath and was as heavy as a hill, An Qingli could lift one of its hoofs with his bare hands, and there was no sign of any difficulty on his face.
Lifting a dead cow is like lifting a kitten or puppy. It is so powerful that it really deserves the name of "An Sledgehammer".
Black Yam stood proudly on the tiger's back, raised his arms and announced to everyone below: "I am here - Kaiyang Mansion -"
Before he finished speaking, An Qingli put it into the spirit beast bag.
Black Yam stayed alone in the spirit beast bag. Even though no one was there to support him, he laughed wildly and finished the sentence in his mouth.
Having awakened the dark magical power, it is naturally extremely powerful.
Without its help, even if there was a big hammer blocking the way, how could that reckless cow seek its own death and head-first into the big hammer?
The little tiger was also proud. If it weren't for its amazing speed, how could its master have time to ambush the enemy with the big hammer first?
The poor stupid cow hit a big hammer in the dark and lost half of his life in an instant.
An Qingli carried the broken body of Kui Niu and rode down on the Thunder Winged Tiger.
Meng Ke came forward with his hands on his belly and said, "Fairy Qingli is brave and resourceful. Meng admires her very much."
The other injured Golden Immortals looked at the hammer in An Qingli's hand, and then at the Thunder Winged Tiger with astonishing speed. They felt enlightened, envious, and said sincerely: "I admire you so much!"
An Qingli said calmly: "It was because the seniors hurt it first that I was lucky enough to succeed."
With such a compliment, the golden immortals couldn't help but show a bit of joy on their faces.
Many yamen officials breathed a sigh of relief and said bluntly: "Sister An is so powerful!"
"Sister An is so powerful!"
There were cheers.
An Qingli temporarily handed over the strange beast with severed bones and meridians to the Yamen for disposal.
The monster's body was so damaged that it no longer had much value.
However, the yamen will reward monks who help people in distress. The amount of the reward depends on the merit.
If An Qingli shows off his skills this time, he will not only be rewarded by the yamen, but he will also be taken seriously by the yamen.
The yamen cherishes talents, and the cultivation and recruitment of talents will be counted in the assessment indicators of each official, accounting for a large proportion.
Everyone was amazed at An Qingli's cruelty, and some even felt a bit of compassion for the miserable Kui Niu.
Meng Ke put away the strange beast and looked down at the devastated place. He bid farewell to An Qingli for the time being and led his men to rescue the suffering people buried in the ruins.
Crisis resolved.
The barriers in the government office were also removed, and countless people rushed out to form a large team of people to rescue those who had not had time to escape.
Countless houses collapsed and many people were buried permanently in the ruins.
Aunt Mo and the owner of the Immortal Talisman Shop also returned to their shop.
The shop was in ruins.
All the talismans were destroyed, and a few immortal weapons were still lying alone among the ruins.
Aunt Mo had a sullen face and said nothing.
"As long as everything is fine." The owner of the Immortal Talisman Shop sighed, "Life and death are determined by fate, and there is no shortage of Daluo Jinxian in Kaiyang City."
"Yes." Aunt Mo was relieved, with her right hand on her waist, her left hand pushed open a collapsed wall, and pulled out the noodle seller next door from under the rubble.
Chen Fuyin, who went to the county, received the news and rushed back to Kaiyang Mansion overnight, where he saw ruins everywhere.
Ruins can be rebuilt, but lost human lives cannot be resurrected.
It is not difficult to find out the whole story. It happened because of the beard karma, so he should be held responsible.
Although it was an unintentional mistake, the crime committed was extremely serious.
The Hu family has a great business, so the head of the family came forward to apologize and compensate for all the personal and property losses, thus saving the life of the Hu family.
Hu Ziye was expelled from Kaiyang Mansion, and his whereabouts were unknown a few days later.
One of the five young masters of Kaiyang City was missing, and he became the fourth young master of Kaiyang City.
An Qingli and several golden immortals were highly rewarded by the yamen. One of the golden immortals was even recruited into the yamen and put on official official uniform.
As for Black Taro and Thunder Winged Tiger, due to their merits in subduing Kui Niu, they even had their own police uniforms as an exception.
After closing the door, the governor asked Chen Luomin and Chen Jiaojiao: "How is An Qingli like this person?"
Chen Luomin said seriously: "In the Earth Immortal stage, I fight alone in the Golden Immortal stage. I have great courage, I am not afraid of danger, and I have good strategies. I am a man of great talent."
Chen Jiaojiao also said: "Her understanding is also very good, she is not a thing in the pool."
Chen Jiaojiao has always been arrogant and arrogant. Chen Fuyin looked at her in surprise and said, "How does she compare to you?"
Chen Jiaojiao puffed up her cheeks and crossed her arms: "Then she is several hundred years older than me, so she is probably about the same age as me."
Looking at Chen Fuyin, who was only in his early twenties, he smiled elegantly and said: "It's not in vain to send you to the blacksmith shop to deliberately suppress you. There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world. In this huge world, there is far more than just An Qingli, there are many talented people.
, it’s better to be friends than enemies.”
Chen Luomin, who looks very similar to Fu Yin, cupped his hands and said, "Dad is right."
Chen Jiaojiao hummed and said, "Thank you, great-grandfather, for the tip."
Chen Luomin coughed and said seriously: "Grandniece, where are the etiquette."
Chen Jiaojiao looked like a lady from an official family, with her orchid-shaped fingers pointing straightly at her body, she said softly: "Great-grandson thanks my great-grandfather for the suggestion."
"My family doesn't have to be so open to outsiders." Chen Sheng, the governor, touched Chen Jiaojiao's head lovingly, because Chen Sheng looked handsome and young, and he and Chen Jiaojiao looked like a brother and sister.
This Chen Sheng is the youngest Daluo Jinxian in the history of the Chen family. In terms of talent, he is even above Chen Jiaojiao.
However, talent is only discussed when people are young. At Chen Sheng's age, especially Daluo Jinxian, it doesn't make much sense to talk about talent.
Just like when people grow up, they are rarely praised for their intelligence. They are praised for the things that intelligence brings to them, such as fame, wealth, status, talents, etc.
Whoever can reach Daluo Jinxian lacks talent. What he lacks is the understanding of the way of heaven and the understanding of the laws of heaven and earth.
The monk's road is long and slow, and every time Daluo Jinxian goes up a level, there is a chasm and chasm.
Talent is only temporary, and this is what Chen Sheng taught his youngest son, Chen Luomin.
Chen Luomin and Chen Jiaojiao came out, and Chen Jiaojiao's biological father came in again to report on official business.
Because Chen Jiaojiao's father missed his wife and daughter, he ascended to the throne late and didn't care too much about his appearance. Now he is a handsome and strong man.
The handsome and young Chen Sheng met his grandson with a beautiful beard.
Chen Jiaojiao looked back and could not tell which one was her grandfather and which one was her grandson.
These generations in the upper realm are simply more chaotic than the lower realm.
For example, Chen Luomin, who is about the same age as Chen Jiaojiao, is Chen Jiaojiao's grandfather.
And when they go out, most people regard them as brother and sister.
"What do you think of Aunt Mo?" Turning to the corridor, Chen Luomin was spinning a folding fan in his hand. He seemed to be making noises casually, and his behavior was even a little carefree, not at all like the way he was in Chen Sheng's study just now.
"Of course it's amazing." Chen Jiaojiao crossed her arms, "The blacksmithing skills are top-notch, and Sister Qingli is still her apprentice."