At this moment, the second-floor attic was filled with the smell of gunpowder. The two forces were confronting each other, and there seemed to be no possibility of compromise.
The golden-robed Confucian glanced at Li Qingming and others, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said: "You all should commit suicide! This way, you can leave a trace of your soul to reincarnate and rebuild. Otherwise, if you wait for me to take action, you will all be in trouble."
Destroy!"
Longxuhu said in a cold voice: "Master Dao, I really want to slap you to death! You said you look like a human being, why are you so shameless? You want us to commit suicide, who do you think you are!"
"That's right! If you dare to lead people to surround us without knowing the truth, you are just a piece of straw!" Man Niu also sneered.
The golden-robed Confucian scholar sneered: "The fact? The fact is that you killed Manager Jiang of Ascot Court and destroyed the entire Ascot Court!"
"Are you sure you want to say that?" Li Qingming stopped the furious dragon-bearded tiger and barbarian bull, stood up, and said with a half-smile.
"In this ancient city of Yafeng, I am the Dharma and I am the Tao!" The golden-robed Confucian laughed, extremely arrogant.
Li Qingming shrugged noncommittally, turned to the two hundred monks from all walks of life and Confucian scholars behind him, and said: "Since this young master said that he is the Dharma, then I will show it to everyone here.
The same thing!"
"Wait, what do you mean?" The golden-robed Confucian frowned and said.
"You'll understand later!" Li Qingming said a word without looking back, then flicked his fingers with his right hand, and a rich power of the laws of time and space came out of his body, and golden fairy light dots turned into a clear surface with rippling water.
Mirror.
"The power of the laws of time and space!" The moment the mirror appeared in mid-air, the golden-robed Confucian's face changed and became ugly.
Others may not be able to see it and only think it is a little trick, but as the son of the sage Yan Hui, he is particularly sensitive to various laws.
Not to mention anything else, just this use of the law of time and space made him realize that he was afraid that he had been deceived this time.
Sure enough, the picture that appeared on the mirror was the scene where Li Qingming and others appeared in front of the attic door for the first time.
Immediately afterwards, Manager Jiang appeared, what he said and what he did, as well as what the two boys at the door did, all appeared clearly on the mirror.
"This. This is completely contrary to what that bullshit Steward Jiang said! It's really strange that a person with such a low moral character can serve as the steward of Yafeng Pavilion!"
"I, a Confucian scholar in the Zhengru Yuan Dynasty, have always been self-disciplined like a gentleman. This Jiang Yan has no gentlemanly virtues, and everything he does is the behavior of a villain. The presence of such shameless people really discredits me in the Zhengru Yuan Dynasty!"
All the monks and Confucian scholars present changed their expressions, and the way they looked at Shopkeeper Cai and the group of red-robed Confucian scholars also changed. They became extremely contemptuous!
"Old man Le Fan, what's going on with him? Didn't you say that they were the ones who started it?" The golden-robed Confucian no longer felt arrogant and arrogant. His face was full of being deceived.
Anger and awe-inspiring aura surged out of the sky, pressing hard on the old musician.
"Young Master, Young Master, please calm down! This group of people must be cheating. Everything is a cover-up, it must be like this!" Le Fan was so suppressed by the huge momentum that he broke into cold sweat, and while trembling, he actually
Started talking nonsense.
"Damn it, you are still quibbling! This is clearly a powerful man who has understood the power of time and space. You actually tricked me into committing suicide. Do you really think I am a fool?" The golden-robed Confucian was furious and fierce.
He waved his hands extremely.
"ah!"
Le Fan screamed and was sent flying away by the slap. Five bloodshot fingerprints immediately appeared on his face, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He was fixed on the far wall on the spot.
"Snapped!"
A moment later, a crisp and clear slap came from the air where the palms and faces had just met.
"Holy shit, that's so cruel!" Everyone was stunned by this sudden change. Seeing Le Fan's miserable state, they all subconsciously touched the left side of their cheeks.
Shopkeeper Cai Wencai, who also saw Le Fan's miserable state, shuddered. After all, he also had a large part of the responsibility for this matter. Now, Le Fan, who was just running errands, was
After being beaten into such a miserable state, I would definitely not be able to get away with it. If I take advantage of now...
Just as he was thinking of this, the golden-robed Confucian scholar had already looked at Cai Wen and said in a cold voice: "Cai Wen, the great shopkeeper of Cai, are you going to proclaim yourself a cultivator and leave it to this senior to do whatever he wants, or should I personally take action and deal with it?"
Are you suppressing it?"
Cai Wenxin said: If you just stand still, you will fall into your hands in the end no matter what. Just what you said to that group of people just now is enough to sentence you to death a hundred times. Rather than doing this, it is better to gamble.
One handful, and you can escape with the power of spiritual treasures. At worst, you will leave Zhengru Yuanjie and never come back!
Thinking of this, Cai Wen circulated his true energy around his body and quickly poured it into the Shanhe Brush in his hand. He then raised a blue light and flew away through the air.
The golden-robed Confucian scholar's face was stiff, and he stood there in a daze for a moment. His subordinates did not obey his orders, and even fled forcibly. What a great irony!
Gritting his teeth, he looked at the trace of blue brilliance that had disappeared into the attic and lingered in the air. The golden-robed Confucian was about to get up and chase after him when he heard a clear voice coming from not far away: "Jiashe, you and that
The old guy has quite a lot of cultivation, go and catch him back for me!"
"Yes, sir!" Gashe, still looking like a monk, nodded slightly, and immediately his body flashed, transformed into golden light, and disappeared into the attic.
The golden-robed Confucian scholar was startled, then calmed down a little, walked slowly to Li Qingming, folded the fingers of his hands, bent down and saluted: "I, Yan Xingzhi, have offended many people just now, please don't blame me, senior!"
"Yan Xingzhi, Yan Xingzhi... I guess, I know who he is!"
"Oh? Senior brother, please speak clearly!"
"He is the only son of Saint Yan Hui, Yan Xingzhi, who is known as the Golden Abacus!"
"Oh, son of a saint, no wonder!"
People in the distance were talking a lot, and finally figured out the origin of the group of people in front of them.
Li Qingming turned a deaf ear to everyone's comments. He smiled, raised his hand and used a soft force to lift Yan Xingzhi, and said: "It doesn't matter, it's just a villain, and you are just a victim."
Blinded!"
If Yan Xingzhi had doubts about Li Qingming's cultivation before, now he is really convinced! All the awe-inspiring righteousness he exerts cannot break through the force of this throw. He can salute such a powerful person without falling.
share.
"Senior, I'm really sorry for what happened in the pavilion just now!" Yan Xingzhi stood up, stretched out his hand to signal the bloody-robed Confucian scholars to disperse, but he looked at Li Qingming with a wry smile.
Li Qingming patted Yan Xingzhi on the shoulder and said, "No problem, we'll talk about these little things later! Let's first see where that old guy Cai Wen escaped to!"
As he spoke, he gently tapped the mirror in front of him that had not yet dissipated.
"Buzz~~~"
The entire mirror surface rippled like water waves, and after a moment, two streams of light, one in front and one behind, suddenly appeared in the mirror.