Although Qingmu and others did not understand why Chu Cheng was crying, their master spoke in a crying voice, so they started crying without even thinking about it.
It's just that the puppet is not a living being and cannot cry. This makes Chu Cheng worried.
"Mountain Spirit, can you join this puppet and cry for me?"
Chu Cheng had not felt this way for a long time. In the past, even when the sky was falling, he would remain calm in the face of danger. However, he felt a sense of palpitations towards the person who stabbed the spear.
This person is so strong that Chu Cheng may not be able to resist even a single move. If what the city-protecting monk said is true, then if they don't cry, once that person comes back here and takes action against the island, then they will also
Have to suffer.
The four second-step strong men under his command, although they are just beginning, are still first-rate strong men. Whether they are in this Haotu or the upper sky, they can become the overlords of one party. What's more, they are still four people.
The four Xuanzhao powers are an extremely powerful force. But they are still afraid of a monk who is also on the first level of Chuzhao. This is frustrating to think about.
Chu Cheng didn't dare to gamble. To be precise, he had a feeling in his mind that if he had a conflict with that person, he would be the loser. Even if he used the Biluo Huangquan Finger that could kill Tongxuan,
I was afraid that I would be intercepted by that person.
It is very possible that that person is still in Tianfeng Island, watching all this. If this is true, even if Chu Cheng escapes at this moment, he will still be intercepted.
That mountain was so high that the tall Chu Cheng didn't even want to get close to that mountain before he entered the Xuan Dynasty.
Li Shanling didn't hesitate at all. His soul turned into the breeze and merged into the puppet's voice, making a cry.
As soon as this cry came out, Aoki and the others were startled and their eyes widened.
They all know that this "woman" in white is just a puppet, but she can cry like a spirit. If you don't think of the stone head, then you really think of this puppet as a living person.
"Master...it's really amazing..." Aoki cried, with a flattering look on his face again, the wrinkles on his face bunched up.
Chu Cheng ignored him, but looked at the monk guarding the city, sobbing: "Can we... enter the city?"
"Thank you all! Everyone...please." The monk guarding the city burst into tears of gratitude. Although his face was full of tears, he was still grateful from the bottom of his heart.
Chu Cheng cupped his fists and handed him over, then walked towards the city.
This is the main city, and naturally there are many people living there. Although it only covers an area of a hundred miles, it is very prosperous. There are naturally many monks, but there are also many mortals.
As soon as they entered the city, the cries were turbulent, and seemed to form strong winds, which kept blowing in all directions, and also hit Chu Cheng, causing his white hair to sway.
Chu Cheng raised his head and looked ahead. There was a sea of people. It was feared that all the monks in the city had walked to the street, just so that the strong man could hear their cries.
Everyone on the street, men, women, old and young, was crying. But when he saw those people, Chu Cheng was also stunned.
There was a young man who was probably hungry because he was crying. He squatted on the street while eating. After swallowing a mouthful, he raised his head and cried a few times, then lowered his head and took a few mouthfuls of rice.
Some people really cried heartbreakingly, which made Chu Cheng think that these people were related to the island owner of Tiantian Peak.
It's just that Chu Cheng's guess was wrong. Most of these people were old people. He cried reluctantly at first, but as he cried, he was gradually exaggerated by the atmosphere and thought of his own sadness.
These people are all pretending, but no one cares. As long as they can cry out, that's all.
Above, white paper kept spinning and falling, on a nine-story tower in the center of the city. Chu Cheng saw a middle-aged monk with red eyes,
No words were spoken, just tears shed.
This person's cultivation level is quite high, and he is in the middle stage of transcending tribulation. He keeps waving his hands, and the pieces of white paper are all condensed by this person's magic power.
Tianfeng Island is very big, but every city has people like this throwing paper. Chu Cheng didn't know what method that strong man used to make everyone in Tianfeng Island, which was comparable to the mainland, cry for heaven.
Feng Xianzun attends the funeral.
"This strong man... has such a weird temperament." Chu Cheng still looked at the middle-aged man who was waving his hand and scattering white paper, shaking his head and sighing.
He could see a hint of sadness in the middle-aged man's rosy eyes. If there was any real sadness among these people's cries, it was this middle-aged man.
Chu Cheng went to the countryside to do as the Romans did, and stood in a corner crying sadly. The four Qingmu people and Li Shanling followed closely beside him.
I have to say that Chu Cheng and others were unfortunate because they encountered this incident. They were also lucky because two days had passed.
So they just cried for a day and a night, but even so, their mouths were as dry as fire.
On the second day, the first ray of sunshine broke through the clouds. Almost everyone in the entire city stopped crying, and for a while, Yaque was silent.
But still no one dared to speak and stood there quietly. Heavy breathing could be heard.
Until an hour later, I didn't know it was a "wow" sound. It was like a needle falling in the silence, breaking the silence first. Then the crowd was excited and the roar was like a tide.
More than an hour passed, and the strong man did not appear, which meant that he had let them go and would not wipe out this big island.
What they didn't know was that the man had left here long after leaving these words. Whether he cried or not had nothing to do with him.
This was just a joke from that person, but the shock that person gave them was too strong. In the blink of an eye, the entire island shook, and the momentum made all living beings fearful and dare not disobey.
"First find a tavern to have a cup of tea, and then find out what happened and why Fengxianzun was killed that day." Chu Cheng thought for a while, then swept his consciousness and found the nearest tavern to them.
This tavern was filled with people almost instantly. Almost all of these diners were monks.
Perhaps it was the aftermath of the disaster that made these monks want to experience life, so they started from the ordinary world.
Chu Cheng took Qingmu and waited to the far corner. But he was not in a hurry to order food. He just sat quietly.
"Master, why are you crying for Tianfeng Immortal Lord?" Qingmu sat down and spoke quickly.
As soon as he finished speaking, three pairs of eyes looked at Chu Cheng. These slaves were confused.
They all thought that their master was a peerless power at the pinnacle of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. How could he mourn for a little monk Xuanzhao?
Xuan Zhao Da Neng is a strong man, but in the eyes of his master, he is still nothing more than an ant.
"What do you know!"
Just when Chu Cheng was about to explain, Xiao Yan spoke.
He shook his head and said with a look of hatred on his face: "Master just said yesterday that I must be kind-hearted. Where did you throw those words?"
"In ancient times, the Buddha cut his flesh into eagles. How can my master compare to the Buddha of Buddhism?" Xiao Yan acted in ancient times and advised the present, and told Qingmu and the other three allusions one after another, which made them blush and want to dig a hole in the ground.
"Senior Brother Xiao is so knowledgeable that he actually knows so many allusions." Zhen Buer said with emotion.
Even Aoki, who had no dealings with Xiao Yan, was convinced at this moment.
"Haha, these are just elementary school questions. Little Xiaozi still admires our master. Although he is an extremely powerful person, he still has no regard for the death of Tianfeng Immortal Lord.
I feel sad. It is precisely because of the powerful existence of the master who loves the world that I, Cangyun Tian, can always be at peace, unlike Bi Luotian who is constantly in war." Xiao Yan pushed away the chair and stood up, bowed deeply to him, and then
I almost paid homage to him.
"Master, I am truly a role model!" The other three people also stood up and said in admiration.
"..."
Chu Cheng was stunned for a moment, then looked at Xiao Yan and nodded. He nodded with satisfaction and said: "Xiao Yan is right, a powerful person should have the world in his heart, even if he is trampled by grass and trees, he should feel guilty in his heart.
Not to mention a second-step monk."
This glance made Xiao Yan suddenly float away. He felt comfortable and excited all over. He looked at Qingmu and the other three with pride.
"I didn't expect that Tianfeng Immortal Lord would fall into the hands of others. This is the second step of great power."
At this moment, someone sighed and spoke.
Although there was a lot of noise in the tavern, Chu Cheng and others could still clearly hear it.
At this moment, not only Chu Cheng, but also Xiao Yan and the other four fell silent.
This sentence is the beginning, and what follows must be the passage.
"Yeah, just one shot. He killed the Tianfeng Immortal Lord without even the slightest resistance."
"Why did that strong man kill Tianfeng Immortal Lord?" Someone was not present, but after that person killed Tianfeng Immortal Lord with a shocking shot, he felt the majestic meaning and heard that person's request.
Everyone on the island will mourn for him until his death.
"This old man is here. It seems that the strong man came here to ask Tianfeng Immortal Lord to hand over the place of Canghai Mirror. Tianfeng Immortal Lord saw that he was just a junior and he was beautiful, so he spoke frivolously.
Sentence. Without saying a word, the man concentrated a spear and killed Tianfeng Immortal Lord with one blow!"
"Is it a woman?" someone asked.
"Female?" Chu Cheng was shocked when he heard this.
He knows that Senior Xue Yao's current life is very likely to be in this world.
If it was a woman, maybe that person was this person in this life. Otherwise, Chu Cheng could not believe that someone could be so amazing, or even surpass him.
"No, it's a man. But his appearance is a thousand times, ten thousand times more beautiful than a woman's. The startling glance is like a mark, deeply imprinted in the depths of the soul, and I'm afraid it will never be forgotten." The old man who spoke sighed.
There was a sound.
"A man is more beautiful than a woman?" Some people expressed disbelief.
"I have seen it too. That man is so beautiful. I can't think of any words to describe his face. It is precisely because of this that Tianfeng Immortal made a frivolous remark, which led to the murder." A famous scholar said.
When he opened his mouth, he was suddenly a monk in the Tribulation Realm.
"Man?" Chu Cheng felt a little disappointed after hearing this.
"I'm afraid Tianfeng Immortal Lord will die with his eyes open. He was killed just because he said something lightly."
No one felt sorry for Tianfeng Immortal Lord's death. It was reduced to a small talk after dinner.
Although Tianfeng Immortal Lord is the second step of great power, he has little virtue and little hope, so he does not have much weight in the hearts of these monks.
At this moment, there was a loud noise outside the door. The wooden door on one side of the pub was pushed open by a middle-aged man.
For a moment, the people in the tavern held their breath.
The middle-aged man glanced around, and finally his eyes fell on the table where Chu Cheng was sitting.
The middle-aged man strode forward and came to Chu Cheng and others in a few steps. Under the eyes of everyone who gradually widened their eyes, he knelt down and worshiped.