"The Lord in Baiyi suppresses taboos and lights up the world, which is the great justice of the world. He is qualified to obtain the first destiny, and no one in the world refuses to accept it. But who is the one who takes the second destiny? How does he have the qualifications to compete with the Lord in Baiyi?
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"If the merit is not due to the King in White, and the virtue is not as good as the great benevolence and righteousness, we will not accept it!"
The world was shocked again.
Let the Lord in Baiyi take away the first destiny. They can't refute it, and they have no objections. At this time when the world is in turmoil, no one can be more elegant than the Lord in Baiyi.
Neither can it be canonized!
Therefore, many people in the world are dissatisfied.
This is to make the person who has taken away a piece of destiny stand shoulder to shoulder with the gentleman in white.
If it is canonization, they will admit that even though Lord Baiyi is inferior to Lord Baiyi, canonization is a false saint...
Barely qualified.
"Who took away the second destiny?"
At this time, everyone in the world was shouting, with expressions of dissatisfaction.
Two rays of destiny, a total of 20,000 strands, were taken away by two people. How can they be reconciled? They think they are no worse than anyone else, so why can't they get a strand of destiny?
Under the burial mountain.
The students in the academy and the literati in Bocheng were stunned when they saw the wisps of destiny falling from the top of the mountain.
"It won't be Mr. Baiyi again, will it?"
"Who else could it be besides Mr. Baiyi?"
"However, Mr. Bai Yi has already taken away one piece of destiny, which is ten thousand. But the world has not received even one strand, so Mr. Bai Yi has only two pieces of destiny. This destiny is a bit unfair..."
At this time, even the students in the academy became a little envious and jealous, and felt a little sour in their hearts. When they climbed up the Burial Mountain, they saw the Lord in White, and the fate continued to fall.
The first and second fortunes all fell on Bai Yijun, making Wu Mo and Dong Lou Hui feel a little uncomfortable.
This fate favors Mr. Bai Yi too much.
When Bai Yijun put away a piece of destiny, he nodded to Wu Mo, Dong Lou Hui and others, and his figure disappeared in an instant.
"Is Mr. Baiyi the son of Tianyun?"
At this time, a scholar couldn't help but grumbled. Seeing everyone looking at him with dissatisfaction, he shrank his neck and said, "Isn't it true? Otherwise, the first and second destiny will all fall on the Lord in White?"
This is 20,000 strands. In this world, except Mr. Baiyi, who else has ever received a strand?"
"The Lord in White is the most righteous person in the world, and there is nothing wrong with obtaining two fortunes on his own."
A student from the academy said.
"With the great righteousness of the Lord in White, isn't it worth two fortunes? In my opinion, the great righteousness of the Lord in White is far more than just two fortunes, there will be more..."
Helianshan smiled and said.
Although he was also envious in his heart, he felt that it was a matter of course that the two fortunes fell on Mr. Baiyi, and he deserved it.
If, with the great righteousness of the Lord in White, he is unable to obtain two fortunes, it would be a huge joke.
And at this time.
Wu Mo, Dong Lou Hui, An Xiu and others focused their attention on Burial Mountain.
The first time Mr. Bai appeared in Burial Mountain may have been a coincidence, but the second time it was a coincidence, it made no sense.
Come this time.
Anyone who is not a fool can see the extraordinary beauty of Burial Mountain. Moreover, at this time, the wind and snow have not stopped, and Burial Mountain is covered with white for thousands of miles...
The three of them looked at each other for a moment, then couldn't help but look at each other.
They really wanted to dig up the Burial Mountain to see what was hidden under the Burial Mountain. Whether it was as they had guessed before, the Ghost Emperor was buried under the Burial Mountain...
If the Ghost Emperor is really buried...
If they dig it out rashly, they will not only seek death, but also endanger the world.
Two or three months ago, the Ghost Emperor only came for a breath or two, and turned the whole world into a terrifying hell. If there were no Godless people to suppress it, the consequences would be unimaginable. Moreover, the Godless people buried the Ghost Emperor here.
, but they dug...
Is this seeking death?
At this time, none of the three people made a sound, but returned to Xu Sheng Mansion, shielding the world and communicating behind the scenes.
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Buried in the palace.
The gentleman in white put a piece of destiny into the bronze coffin, then bowed slightly and said: "Brother Feng, don't forget to open the door."
"You are me, and when you are worshiping me, I am worshiping myself."
In the bronze coffin, Feng Qingyan suddenly woke up, but when he finished his sentence and wanted to say something more, he fell asleep again.
"Although I belong to Brother Feng, I am not Brother Feng."
Bai Yijun smiled coldly and reminded: "Don't forget to open the door."
But at this time, Feng Qingyan had already fallen asleep.
Seeing that Brother Feng didn't respond, Mr. Baiyi looked slightly startled, "I finally borrowed a piece of destiny, Brother Feng, you just said nonsense?"
Is the gate of Chenghuang Mansion open?
Bai Yijun couldn't help but frown.
After a while, he walked out of the burial palace and looked at the destiny hanging in the sky. Would he like to borrow another one? However, he was sure of borrowing destiny for the first time, but now he is not sure about borrowing it again.
He was silent for a while and then said: "I am in white, and I want to borrow some luck from you."
The third destiny falls.
At this time, the scholar buried at the foot of the mountain couldn't help but run up again.
It is really shocking for one person to get three fortunes by himself, and once again he can't help but feel envious, jealous and hateful.
"May I ask Mr. Baiyi, how do you obtain this destiny?"
At this time, a scholar said with burning eyes, Bai Yijun has obtained three fortunes in a row, so he must have some method or experience to obtain the fortune.
Everyone became a little curious after hearing this.
"The first one fell by itself, and the second and third ones were borrowed by me." Bai Yijun said after taking the third way of heaven, and the figure disappeared again.
"The first self-fall can be explained."
"But the second and third paths are borrowed by me. What does that mean?"
At this time, everyone was stunned. Could it be that Tianyun could still be borrowed?
Isn't this ridiculous?
Helian Shan, Yan Shan and others were also dumbfounded when they heard this.
"This shouldn't be possible, right?" Mu Yu was stunned, looking up at the destiny in the sky, and said: "How can I borrow this destiny? Is it really possible to borrow it? The gentleman in white is joking with us?"
"Maybe we can borrow this destiny, but it's not from you or me."
Helianshan smiled bitterly, he was indeed shocked by the words of the gentleman in white.
"In this world, I am afraid that only Mr. Bai Yi, who is so charming, can borrow two fortunes." Yan Shan couldn't help but sigh.
"This is impossible!"
"This may be a joke from Mr. Baiyi..."
On Burial Mountain, few people believed it.
Although they didn't believe it, some people couldn't help but try it. Naturally, it turned out that it was impossible to borrow destiny.
In the burial palace.
The gentleman in white clothes once again entered a destiny, and bowed down and said: "Brother Feng, is the door open?"
"opened."
A faint voice came from the bronze coffin, and Feng Qingyan woke up again and said: "With the golden body of the City God, you will be the Qingshan City God in the future."
Lord Baiyi nodded, hesitated and said, "How should I help Brother Feng get out of trouble?"
But at this time, Feng Qingyan fell asleep again.
The gentleman in white stood silently for a while, then walked out of the burial palace and rushed towards the Qingshan realm.