Chapter 1,424 Punishment of gods, robbery, and disrespect, a coquettish old man gets his coquettish reputation
Chapter 1428 God’s Punishment, Robbery and Disrespect
Blacksmith shop backyard.
Dim light shone from the hole in the roof.
The iron ring around Que Leihan's neck, which was welded with poor craftsmanship and had been broken countless times, had a faint luster.
There are still nine tokens hanging on the iron ring.
Each order has the word "forbidden" written on it.
Every time Quirehan moves, the nine prohibition orders will light up accordingly.
But the power of the token seems to be just a decoration. Apart from emitting a "warning" light in the dark, nothing can stop it.
"Xu Xiaoshou..."
The giant in the backyard murmured silently.
Empty wine barrels were scattered around him.
At this time, Que Leihan had changed from a half-lying position to sitting with his knees crossed, his eyes were thinking about something, and there was electric light flashing in his eyes.
The blacksmith shop is actually not small, and the backyard is also very large, but it is too big to hold Quirehan!
He was like an old tree stump that had grown for tens of thousands of years. When it was planted like this in the backyard, it was difficult for ten people to hug it.
One of his arms is as tall as a normal person, and even thicker than that.
He was such a giant, and the rumors about the late-born descendant outside the door failed to alarm him. The half-saint-level White Evil Lord of Hell stepped on him and was blown away by him with a snap of his fingers.
"Speak directly, kid, what do you mean?"
Along with the buzzing sound of the blacksmith shop, Quilehan's voice came out in a deep voice:
"You said that Bazun regarded that slut as a piece of shit. I agree that this is what he would say."
"But it sounds like there's something more to come?"
After a while, the sound of "tuntuntun" drinking came from the shop, and everyone could smell the strong smell of alcohol through the crack in the door.
Yes, the Tianji puppet also has a sense of smell.
After Que Leihan finished drinking, his voice was no longer just low, but also added a bit of joking:
"I don't want you to have any scruples because of the ghost's injuries. If you have any questions, it's okay to speak up."
"I like straight people."
Outside the door, Aunt Xiang's head suddenly turned into a rattle, shaking rapidly from side to side, as if she was trying to shake her brain out of her ears.
But soon, her delicate body trembled, her hair stood on end, and Aunt Xiang became Aunt Thorn.
She stood frozen on the spot, even her pupils were dilated.
"this……"
Everyone was shocked.
There was no thunder, and no action was seen. Was Aunt Xiang hit? Was she also shocked?
So do you like straight people or not?
Did Quirehan hear what he meant, or not?
If you really want to continue talking, it will not be a good thing!
"speak!"
Thunder rolled in the sky, and angry sounds came from the shop.
No one dared to say any more.
He despised the Eight Deities and despised the Dao Qiong because the former was not present and the latter did not care.
But I'm still not sure what kind of temper Que Leihan has. Maybe Aunt Xiang just shook her head and said that misfortune comes from the mouth.
Ke Cai controlled the Tianji puppet and raised his knees slightly, wanting to say goodbye and retreat.
"Zizzi..."
There was a slight abnormal noise coming from inside the Tianji Puppet.
It was the sound of broken weapons drawing electric current, interfering with the normal operation of the textile pattern.
Jin Ren suddenly understood Aunt Xiang's state just now.
If I were a real person here, wouldn't my hair stand on end and my spine feel chilly?
——It’s clearly a sign that it’s about to be struck by lightning!
"Did you ask me to tell you?" Jinren turned his hesitation into courage and opened his mouth to test.
There was no movement in the blacksmith shop.
On the other hand, in the alley of the neighboring house across the street, footsteps could be heard, and Dao Qiongcang, holding Tian Ji Sinan in his hand, walked over with a smile.
With all his courage, he pointed at the old Taoist and said boldly:
"What this junior means is that even a scumbag like Lao Ba dares to treat this guy as a piece of shit."
"How can a man as powerful as you, who can lift mountains and surpass seas and destroy saints with a snap of his fingers, be willing to live in such a humble room?"
"What limits you?"
"Is it the Holy Emperor? Is it the five great Holy Emperor families? Or... is this just the sky?!"
Dao Qiong passed through the ghosts, and their footsteps stopped when they heard the sound.
Just...
This temple has also been "trivially" treated?
He touched his chin with great interest, looking at the vivid image of the Tianji puppet with high emotions like a human being, outputting impassionedly, but remained indifferent.
"Is it possible, you, you..."
The sizzling sound of electricity inside the Tianji Puppet became even louder.
Separated from a tea dyeing site, separated by the limitations of one's body and spiritual thoughts, everyone's scalp began to feel numb.
He said "you" for a long time, but did not say "you" in the next sentence.
"explain!"
In the blacksmith shop, lightning flashed, ready to go.
Dao Qiongcang's eyes were smiling, and he regarded the criticism of himself as nothing, as if he was waiting for a treasure to drop from the sky, expecting something.
"Hahahaha!" He was so cruel that he forgot about life and death, laughed three times and said:
"Xu misjudged the wrong person!"
"Even the small sky is afraid. It turns out that Que Leihan, the leader of the ten thrones, is strong on the outside but weak on the inside. He does not live up to his name!"
"Don't tell me that you can't even compare to a hair on Bazun's feet. In my opinion, you're not even as good as a piece of dog shit!"
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"
When the laughter started, the dust settled.
Not only the blacksmith shop, but the entire Changde Town became extremely silent.
"Woo——"
Tens of thousands of evil spirits, one after another, blocked the town into a high wall.
Now, they all made trembling sounds, some were riding bone dragons, or some were using their hands and feet together...
I just regretted that each of them didn't have one or several pairs of wings like their companions in the sky, and they all fled away like crazy.
Clear away the clouds and see the blue sky!
All of a sudden, even the coldness of the ghost town Changde Town disappeared somewhat.
Aunt Xiang's dilated pupils returned and she was obviously awake.
Her body was still unable to move, but her face was full of horror, staring straight at the Tianji puppet, but she was speechless.
"good!!!"
From behind, Dao Qiongcang let out a shout.
This sudden shock was more frightening than the thunder in this dead ghost town.
Dao Qiongcang's hands were suddenly raised, high above his head.
After remembering something, he hurriedly put the Tianji Sinan in his hand on the ground, then raised his hands again, walked forward, and clapped heavily.
"Okay! Okay!"
"That's so good!"
"The dignified Lei Han is not even as good as a piece of shit...Xu Xiaoshou, you have the guts, how dare you say that this palace is not as good as you!"
When Jin Ren saw Aunt Xiang's expression, saw Dao Qiongcang's abnormal reaction, and saw the silent blacksmith shop, he knew that his end was coming.
He turned around viciously and spat:
"Where does this shit come from? It makes such a loud noise because it doesn't stink enough to attract people, so it still falls and moves to move one step forward?"
There was a snapping sound.
Dao Qiongang's clapping hands stopped awkwardly above his head.
He didn't say anything, silently bent down and picked up his Tianji Sinan, and then chose to retreat.
"Kid..."
After a brief silence from the blacksmith shop, a suppressed angry voice came out.
Caught off guard, there was a "boom" and the entire blacksmith shop was reduced to rubble and ashes.
Purple electric light surged out from inside, and the air flow surged across several streets.
In the surrounding area, the eaves and walls collapsed, exposing the bed boards, which were not affected by the impact, and people pretended to be sleeping soundly, shivering.
After the blacksmith shop exploded, all the iron tools inside were shattered.
The broad and heavy forging platform was reduced to dust, and the bellows and other objects were even more vulnerable.
The world in the field of vision flashed purple for a brief moment...
The door is missing.
The shop that served as a barrier is also gone.
When Jinren regained consciousness and looked around, he saw the "Cao's Blacksmith Shop" plaque broken in half, hitting the top of the Tianji puppet's head, knocking him awake.
However, he took care of everything around him flawlessly, and his eyes were completely attracted by the giant in front of him.
"Alert! Alert! Alert!"
A voice appeared in Dao Qiongcang's mind.
He hurriedly lifted up his robe and retreated from a dignified and solemn step to running away behind him without any image.
"Dip! Dip! Dip!"
The Tianji Puppet also sounded the alarm sound, followed by a series of prompt sounds:
"The sound transmission array is damaged!"
"Language function damaged!"
"Abnormal tissues of the head, shoulders, waist, knees and ankles, abnormal central signal transmission function, damage to the lower limbs..."
"The warning function is abnormal... beep!"
"Zizzizi..."
The sound completely disappeared.
Only the sound of current spreading one after another was left.
This is not because the damage suffered by Tianji Puppet has stagnated, but even the "warning" ability has been inexplicably disabled by Voltage.
A person who has lost all his spiritual thoughts is like a half-blind man.
He could no longer clearly see the scene in front of him using the "perception" method of the Tianji puppet.
But spiritual thoughts are still spiritual thoughts after all.
He could still use his spiritual thoughts to vaguely detect the scenery around him, and then pass it on to the main body of Ranming Ruins.
After the blacksmith shop was blown up, there was only a shocking giant that fell under the dim light.
He was bare-chested and his arms were thicker than tree trunks. He looked more like an ancient warrior than Shen Yi.
He sat on the ground, holding his knees with one hand and pressing the wine barrel with the other. Behind him was the black and gold cloak dancing in the purple lightning and storm.
His face seemed bigger than a millstone, his thick eyebrows resembled a pair of halberds, and his eyes were as wide as a glaring King Kong.
Around him, blue and purple thunder and lightning flashed crazily, turning into chaotic and violent energy, filling the entire space that was supposed to be the blacksmith shop.
Every time a purple lightning streaks across the void, it will split the space and bring out a black line.
The purple electric black lines are interlaced and outlined, and they complement each other with the angry eyes of the King Kong inside, and then form the picture...
Jin Ren didn't know what the first generation of pure spiritual thoughts was before, and what the punishment of gods and punishments was.
Even when Que Leihan took action, he couldn't see his speed, strength, or appearance.
Now, he is thinking about this blurry scene in his field of vision...
It's Quirehan!
It’s also a punishment for God!
"Kid..."
"You're looking for death!"
Within the blue-purple lightning, Que Leihan looked back, his two inverted eyebrows filled with coldness.
He didn't even move.
With just such side glances and such whispers, the iron ring around his neck collapsed, and the nine hanging prohibition orders raised slightly, and then shone brightly.
"boom!"
For nine days, there was a dull thunder.
Everyone can see clearly this time.
From Que Leihan's pupils, a ray of light appeared, compared to the Punishing God Punishment Tribulation around him, it was very light and light, not violent at all, but instead as elegant and soft as "wind"
electricity.
This electricity, which should be purple in color, has not passed through air, space, Taoism, or even the "medium" that should exist in human subjective consciousness...
It only escaped from Que Leihan's pupils, and at the same time, it acted on the body of the Tianji puppet.
"read……"
In the dyeing ruins, under the dark underground, these words flashed through Juren's mind.
He remembered that when he first practiced the ten-level sword fingering, he developed an "ordinary mind power".
That was the first time he realized the concepts of "mind", "qi" and "mind".
The sword intention is invisible, but the sword energy is tangible.
The "mind power" developed by cultivating ten levels of sword fingering later evolved into sword mind.
At that time, the sword intention was amplified inwards and the sword energy was strengthened outwards.
But even now that he has mastered Sword Thought, Xu Xiaoshou still has only a vague understanding of the concept of "Penetrating Spiritual Thought".
Today, he realized it.
Sword reading is still practiced in the form of outward manifestation and amplification of sword energy.
The sword image is also an evolution of this method. The difference is that the sword intention is also embodied, and the nine sword arts are restored from concept to concreteness.
But Que Leihan's first-generation Divine Mind, his Punishing God and Punishing Tribulation... they cultivated real "Nian"!
There is no inward or outward speaking, it is the "thought" itself!
Just a "thought", a "thinking", a "thinking" and "not wanting"...
Such an intangible method should exist in an intangible concept like "thinking".
It can ignore distance, because "thinking" has no distance limit, and "imagination" can be infinite.
But it doesn’t have any substantial combat effectiveness!
Fantasy, if it could kill people, Xu Xiaoshou would have died at the hands of too many people.
If his eyes were Lingchi, he would have been cut into pieces by others just because of his mouth.
But the first generation of the Divine Punishment and Punishment Tribulation was based on this impossibility and turned it into a possibility!
The embodiment of "thoughts" comes from nothing, and turns emptiness into reality...
"Is this really possible?" In the Ranming ruins, Jin Ren, who was hiding in the deep pit, twisted his whole face into a ball, and then he was relieved.
possible!
Turning the invisible into tangible power, Que Leihan's first-generation Divine Mind is just the beginning.
What follows is the "Sword Viewing Technique" that the Eight Masters are proficient in.
The "sword mind" attached to the sword-watching technique is second, and its real power lies in...
Use the power of your name to baptize me with the sword!
This is also the transformation of the invisible into the tangible.
Before Ba Zun became acquainted with it, Gu Jian Xiu had no concept of "name" at all, and was even still hiding his skills and fame.
And besides that...
Well, that's gone.
Those who can create profound thoughts, have a sense of this concept, and quickly deduce the great use of "fame".
There are only these two people in the world, and they will continue to rule out generations.
"boom!"
Thoughts only last for a moment.
The Tianji puppet was still standing on the spot, but after Quirehan's look, his back was completely blown apart.
The parts that make up the Tianji Puppet are the remains of ancient weapons collected by Long Xing, and each piece is extraordinary.
However, under the pure thought, everything turned into powder!
The "Tianji Puppet" is now only a "puppet", and there is no "Tianji" anymore.
——It looked like it had been split open from head to toe, half of the back was gone.
What remains is the front half of the body that is still sizzling.
This part was stuck in place, in front of the door that was supposed to be the blacksmith shop.
As if to show that the Tianji puppet was not actually attacked, but that it had repeatedly insulted others, so it deserved to be pointed at from behind until its back was completely bruised and electrocuted.
"Ta-ta-ta..."
Dao Qiongcang stepped on his shiny little black boots and finally ran three streets away, with his back burned to pieces by the residual power of the God of Punishment.
He breathed a sigh of relief and pressed the Tianzhu combat channel.
"Everyone, come here quickly!"
Boo hoo hoo…
The white-clothed men who were scattered in various places in the distance and did not dare to continue to the battle situation had no choice but to bite the bullet and were called over.
When they arrived at the surrounding area, they all fell silent as they looked at the glorious Taoist Palace Master in front of him with his extremely burnt back.
"Did you see it? That's Quirehan!"
Dao Qiongang's eyes were shining, pointing at the giant cloaked man who was still sitting with his knees crossed in the blue and purple lightning.
All the white clothes swallowed their saliva and nodded slightly.
Such a strange person is rare in the world.
Matching up with the ten chief Lei Han who should not be human and can only exist in legends...
All I can say is, it’s extremely appropriate!
Someone with sharp eyes noticed the iron ring around Que Leihan's neck and exclaimed: "With the addition of nine martial arts prohibitions, he can still perform spiritual skills?"
"No! This is not a spiritual skill." Dao Qiongcang shook his head.
"Through Shen Nian?" Baiyi looked over in surprise, "Through Shen Nian, it should also be suppressed by the nine prohibition orders, right?"
"No! This is not a pure mind." Dao Qiongcang continued to shake his head.
"What is that?" Everyone was confused.
Dao Qiongcang took a deep breath and said:
"That's just an application of 'mind' and 'shi'. It's just a 'look', nothing else."
"It's just like the half-saint facing the saint. There is no movement at all, but the saint-faced person will be unable to withstand the pressure of the half-saint. Then he will be crushed by the holy power."
"The same is true for Que Leihan. He has cultivated his spiritual awareness to the very core, so with every movement of his hands and feet, his mental power is like a spiritual skill, and his eyes can also kill people."
The people in white clothes scattered around felt their scalps numb after hearing this, and they all became speechless.
Of course Dao Qiongcang didn't ask these people to come over and waste his time explaining the Divine Thought to them, he wanted to have a good time.
He then pointed at the Tianji puppet with only half of its body in front of Qui Leihan.
"Did you see that half-puppet, it's Xu Xiaoshou...Holy Slave Master Shou!"
The white-robed man nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. Even the master of the palace suddenly addressed Xu Xiaoshou as the Holy Slave Master, and he didn't dare to think about the reason.
Because they don’t even know what the Dao Palace Master means when he mentions this!
Dao Qiongcang took another deep breath, then held his head high and put his hands behind his waist, letting his bright side appear in the sight of many white-clothed people.
Afterwards, he said impassionedly and fervently:
"As strong as Que Leihan, in front of this temple, I must kill Xu Xiaoshou to show my loyalty to the Holy Temple!"
hiss!
After Bai Yi was stunned for a moment, they all took a breath of cold air, is this actually the case?
Suddenly, everyone suddenly saw Quilei Han tilting his head in the distance, his eyes glowing with purple lightning.
"boom!"
There was an explosion for nine days.
"This palace expected that Que Leihan would not tolerate this and would attack me, but this palace chose to let him go once. You don't have to worry..."
The Taoist Palace Master, who stood with his hands behind his back, smiled and said without choosing any meaningless resistance.
Before he could finish speaking, he was blown away.