Feng Qingyan looked at the blurry black shadow with a smile, and then said to Wu Xie who was still kneeling.
At this time, the mist that shrouded the world gradually dissipated, and we could see the green mountains in the distance and the green grass at our feet. It should have been a prosperous scene.
But not far away, everything was devastated, and the mountains were overturned...
This is the evil breath tearing the earth apart.
At this time, Feng Qingyan was walking towards the bullock cart, while Qing Mang had a proud look on his face, looking down at everyone with his head raised.
Your Majesty is your Majesty, and you can conquer taboos in an instant...
This is too scary.
"That ghost who is so dark that cows can't see clearly, remember to be a good ghost and don't do bad things."
Qing Mang's nostrils pointed towards the sky.
"try to find--"
The fuzzy black shadow was furious. He didn't expect that his majestic ghost king would be ridiculed by a calf demon. However, before it could say the word "death", it swallowed it back forcefully.
Because Feng Qingyan looked back at it.
And witch is evil.
As if he was subdued, he glanced at it coldly.
"Haha, of course, I will keep the teachings of the saint in mind, and I will follow the example of a gentleman. A gentleman has always been the role model I aspire to..."
The blurry black shadow said with an embarrassed face.
Although I wanted to have an attack, I couldn't afford it, and I had no right to have an attack in front of the evil witch.
"If the sky is strong, a gentleman will strive for self-improvement; if the terrain is weak, a gentleman will carry things with kindness." Feng Qingyan smiled and walked onto the bullock cart.
In fact, he didn't expect that meeting people from the ghost tribe in Wushan would give him a long-lost sense of intimacy.
Therefore, a jade plaque was given as an encouragement to them.
In this era, the gentleman is the protagonist of heaven and earth.
It was precisely because of his clear perception that he said things like Tian Xingjian, not wanting people from the ghost tribe to go astray and end up on the opposite side of him.
And at this time.
Wu Evil, who had been kneeling, stood up, but instead of walking towards the bullock cart, he pounced on Ajiu who was not far away.
The speed is so fast that people can't react.
"You dare!"
Wang Zisong shouted loudly.
And A Heng appeared in front of A Jiu instantly, and the fog between heaven and earth surged in crazily, forming a huge wall of fog in an instant.
boom!
But Ah Heng's wall of fog could not block the evil figure.
At this time, Wu Evil burst out the most terrifying attack, instantly breaking through the fog wall and knocking Huan Aheng away.
Ouch——
The sudden change caused the Soul Chaser to roar and rush forward dragging his scarred body.
However, it was simply too late.
At this time, the distance between Wu Evil and Ajiu was really too close.
It's only a few dozen feet.
It broke through A Heng, and there was no one in front of it who could resist it. Feng Qingyan, on the other hand, had already walked back to the oxcart, dozens of feet away from A Jiu...
In the Ode to the Prince, the blurry black shadow was frightened.
"Look, the flowerpot."
Feng Qingyan pointed coldly at the sky.
Wu Evil, which rushed forward, looked up at the sky. Even though it didn't want to, it just wanted to devour Ajiu as soon as possible.
but.
It can't control itself.
It could only look up and keep its head up, and could do nothing.
boom!
It fell to the ground.
However, it is still looking up at the sky.
At this scene, even Ah Heng was a little stunned. He looked at Wu Evil, who had been looking up at the sky, and Feng Qingyan, who got off the oxcart.
What kind of supernatural power is this?
At this time, Wang Zisong, Fuzzy Black Shadow and Soul Chaser were all looking at the cold-faced Feng Qingyan with doubts on their faces.
They seemed to be looking towards the sky, and sure enough they saw a black spot on the sky.
Really a flowerpot?
They were a little stunned.
But Wu Evil was still looking up and saw a black dot falling at a very fast speed. At this time, its whole body started to tremble violently, and a look of extreme fear appeared in its eyes.
Still a step too slow.
Although he was unwilling to do so, he still lost.
As long as you lose.
It can no longer escape...
At this time, everyone saw clearly that the black spot was indeed a flower pot, and they couldn't help but look at each other.
They looked at Witch Evil and then at the flowerpot. Why couldn't Witch Evil move?
What exactly is this power?
boom!
The flower pot finally fell down, hitting Wu Evil's head.
However, when the flowerpot hit the ground, the evil spirit disappeared, leaving only a black pottery flowerpot.
A Heng looked at the black pottery flowerpot and the Biangan flower in the flowerpot.
In this world, apart from Feng Qingyan, there is actually one person who recognizes Bianhuahua, and this is Ah Heng.
This is indeed a flower waiting to bloom.
At this time, one leaf fell off, but there were still eleven leaves on it.
"Taboo words are indeed unbelievable."
Feng Qingyan said calmly, the coldness on his face had disappeared. He held up the black pottery flower pot and looked at Ajiu, saying: "It's Feng Qingyan's fault for scaring the little lady."
At this time, Ajiu was still frightened and waved his hands repeatedly: "I, I'm fine."
"As long as everything is fine, little lady."
Feng Qingyan nodded and his eyes fell on A Heng.
He became a little curious about this person at this time. In fact, the most important thing was the bronze mask A Heng wore.
The image of the green-faced and fanged evil ghost is quite familiar.
"I am Feng Qingyan, but I haven't asked the girl for advice."
Feng Qingyan held the black pottery flowerpot and saluted.
"You can just call me Xiaobai if you are a saint."
Ah Heng said.
noob?
Feng Qingyan was stunned for a moment.
Because his unicorn is called Xiaobai...
However, since the collapse of the Holy Sky, Xiaobai has disappeared.
Seeing that A Heng had no intention of speaking, Feng Qingyan stopped asking any more questions and said to the Soul Chaser: "Your body can't support it for much longer. Go to Qingshan City God's Mansion as soon as possible, otherwise..."
"Thank you for the canonization."
Houhun Zhui said with a salute.
Feng Qingyan didn't say anything more. He held the black pottery flower pot and returned to the oxcart, saying: "Walking around as you like."
"promise."
Qing Mang responded, then followed the ox cart and walked freely.
It was a rare visit to Wushan Realm. Feng Qingyan saw something going on, so he planned to see Wushan Realm and the people of the Wu clan.
After all, the Wu tribe is also a people of Dayi merchants.
"May I ask A Heng, what happened to that flower pot just now?"
Wang Zisong asked with curiosity on his face, could it be that canonization relies on that flower pot to suppress the ghost master? No wonder, canonization is just a literary master or a literary master, but it can suppress the ghost master.
This is very appalling.
A Heng looked at the oxcart leaving, but did not answer Wang Zisong's words, which made Wang Zisong quite embarrassed.
"Ajiu, would you like to go to Wushan with me?"
A Heng pondered for a moment and said.
"Ajiu wants to take grandpa back to the village..."
Ajiu said.
"It should be."
A Heng nodded, then looked at Wang Zisong and said, "But do you remember the words of canonization?"
"Um?"
Wang Zisong was stunned for a moment.
"Being a saint is the first gentleman in the world, and you should also be a gentleman."
Ah Heng said.
"ah?"
Wang Zisong was stunned.
What kind of moral gentleman does he, the dignified third prince of Dayi Shang, want to be? If he wants to do it, he should become a powerful king all over the world, or even an emperor...
A gentleman is not his goal.
"When you become a gentleman, you are qualified to come to Wushan."