"Brother Zhiyue, are the four people on the terrace what others call city officials?" Feng Ziqing asked, looking at the terrace.
Zhiyue nodded, "Yes, it rotates every time. The last time was hosted by two demon officials, so this time it will be replaced by the human Zhoucheng official."
"I wonder what the realm of this city official is, how strong is it?"
"It is said that the previous Nanzhou City Official felt that there was no hope of breaking through, and finally went to the ancient battlefield site to seek an opportunity to break through. However, he never returned, leaving his position as a city official for a hundred years. The current Nanzhou City Official has been in office less than a hundred years ago, and the realm
He is the lowest and the youngest among all the city officials. As for his level, we cannot pry into it at will, but someone who can be a city official in this continent is naturally not low."
Feng Zi nodded lightly and continued to ask: "Then why are there wooden chairs and benches up there? This is inconsistent with their identities."
Zhiyue said: "I don't know either. I have always heard that the human city lord of Wuji City is easy-going and casual, and does not like red tape. Except for the solemnity of the city lord's palace, most other places are similar to ordinary people's homes. The wooden chairs and benches on the terrace are
example."
Feng Zi touched his chin lightly, "You have a noble status but you act casually. It seems that this Lord of the City is of an unusually high level."
"There is no doubt that the city lord has a high level, but why do you say that and what is the basis for it?" Hua Shiyu asked curiously.
Feng Zi smiled slightly and said: "As a practitioner, the most important thing is to cultivate your heart. The more you follow your heart, the more consistent it is with the Tao. The Tao is natural. Do you think this is true, Junior Sister Hua?"
Hua Shiyu nodded slightly, which made sense.
Zhiyue said: "The Tao is natural. It seems that Brother Wu Zhong has a thorough understanding of the Tao."
In front of the beautiful woman, Feng Ziqing pretended to be profound and said: "Don't take it seriously. Understanding is one thing, but practicing it is another. The unity of knowledge and action is the foundation of the great road."
Hua Shiyu's eyes lit up, and he looked at Feng Ziqing in surprise.
The unity of knowledge and action, just four words, contains infinite truth.
Zhiyue fell into deep thought.
After a while, he suddenly stood up and bowed to Feng Ziqing, who was startled by his sudden move. He stood up, smiled slightly, and said: "The unity of knowledge and action, the four-character mantra, will last forever in my life."
The principles of conduct have greatly benefited me, so please accept my courtesy."
Feng Ziqing quickly waved his hand and said with a smile: "Everyone knows the truth. I just happened by chance. There is no need for this."
Mingshan Xue looked at Feng Ziqing. It seems that this shameless man who can tell stories does know some truths. Even Senior Brother Zhiyue was so polite to him. Should I learn a few words from him and return to Winter Wheel like this?
Wu, senior sister and the others will praise me, and they will reward me with a lot of delicious food. Thinking of this, her eyes have turned into crescent moons with laughter.
Under the stage, more than half of the human and demon tribes have died. The corpses under the stage are piled up like mountains. The blood pool on the stage will be cleaned by the restricted Yuan Power every half an hour or so, and then it will be as clean as new.
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Tomorrow Snow no longer looked at the audience, it was too bloody. She was holding a story book in her hand that she had prepared at some point and was looking at it with relish.
Hua Shiyu stared down. Although she was calm on the surface, some depression had accumulated in her heart, but she still chose to continue watching, not for any other reason but to get used to this scene as soon as possible.
Master has said that the world under the mountain is dangerous and extremely dangerous, and the Four Swords Manual can only touch on it, and the injury is not serious. Facing a real life-and-death battle, the mentality is still important, and the stern expression of the Optical Sect Master is not enough.
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Bang! The body of a human cultivator was exploded and torn into pieces. The blood was scattered in the air, looking particularly red in the sunlight.
A demon cultivator who was holding a head and throwing it wildly laughed wantonly at the human race in the audience, his voice was hoarse and unpleasant. He held the head high in his hand, and it turned out to be the one who won the stage for the first time but did not leave.
Human cultivators.
If you win and don't leave, the other person can continue the challenge.
tick tick tick
The blood on his neck and shins was still dripping, Dong's head rolled to the ground, and a huge foot stepped on him. The owner of the foot laughed wildly, "You humans, in addition to showing off your cleverness, are also known as strategists."
, I’m just trying to cover up my poor strength, why not be torn apart by me, hahaha.”
He laughed wildly and spat at the human race when he left, cursing in words that only the demon race could understand. He was extremely happy.
The human race in the audience gradually fell silent. All the six realms were killed by it. How could they, the practitioners of the fourth, fifth and sixth realms, dare to speak provocatively.
They all looked at the temporarily elected leader, hoping that he would vent their anger on the human race.
The leader of the human race looked indifferent and ignored the looks of everyone. In his eyes, he only saw the leader of the demon race opposite him. Today, he would definitely kill it with his own hands.
The leader of the demon tribe had six fingers on each hand. It looked at the human race opposite with disdain. When it met the eyes of the leader of the human race, there was a trace of fear in its heart, but it soon turned into anger. It must tear that person to pieces with its own hands.
, brought him back to Misty Changlin to pay homage to his youngest son.
The life and death battle is still going on. The two Zhoucheng officials on the terrace are still bored, and the gambling house is still in full swing.
The restrictions on the Restoration Platform were opened and closed, and people from the two clans died one after another.
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Feng Ziqing looked at Zhi Yue, whose brows were furrowing more and more tightly, and asked softly: "When the number of people in the audience of the grievance settlement stage is empty, will the grievance settlement conference stop?"
Zhiyue nodded and took a breath. This was the first time he had seen it from beginning to end, and he was really not used to it.
"Stop grudges. Only when you die can you truly have no grudges. The name fits it very well." Feng Ziqing couldn't help but sigh. The stage was too bloody. Even he could hardly stand it anymore. He admired Mingshan a little.
It's snowing, and in this environment, she can be fascinated by it.
It was already dark, and next to the piles of corpses, there were practitioners from the two races standing on both sides. From the beginning, there were overcrowded people, with the winning ones leaving and the dead staying. Now there are only two left. It has only been a day. A life-and-death battle has never happened.
It won't be a protracted war.
One is a demon and one is a human.
Judging from his appearance alone, the leader of the human race was a young monk. He slowly walked onto the stage, raised his hand and said calmly: "Tu Lie, come up and die."
The leader of the demon clan jumped up, landed heavily on the platform, spat at him, and cursed: "Bah, stop pretending to be here, I will die!"
Bang! A huge fanged stick appeared out of thin air, and then hit the ground hard, causing the table top to crack.
Seeing that the attack was unsuccessful, the leader of the demon clan raised the fang club and swung it behind his back. Bang! After a crash, the leader of the demon clan suddenly felt a huge pain in his back. Then he was kicked far away. He hurriedly put his hands on the ground and then stopped.
fall.
The human cultivator stood with a sword in his hand, his eyes showing disdain, and said contemptuously: "Idiot, step forward and die."
Such a dismissive attitude naturally makes people angry.
The leader of the demon clan waved his big hand and threw the fang stick at the opponent. The next moment it appeared in front of the person; the latter did not choose to dodge, and raised the hand holding the sword high, and then quickly dropped it. The sword light flashed past, and the sword
The blade cut off the fang stick, and continued downward, cutting through the hard skin of the demon leader, and the bones were visible in the flesh.
At the same time, the leader of the demon clan held the fangs that were split into two and smashed them hard at the human cultivator. With a muffled groan, the human cultivator was hit on the shoulder, and his body suddenly dwarfed, and then he dodged.
Keep a distance from the leader of the demon clan.
The leader of the demon clan smiled ferociously and exchanged injuries for injuries, which was their best strategy.
The human cultivator moved his injured shoulder and looked up at the sky. The moonlight was looming with scattered dots. He gently waved the long sword that was now emitting gleaming white light, silently calculating the time in his heart.
The leader of the demon tribe raised his hands and threw the fang club that was split into two at the human cultivator again. The latter still chose not to dodge and exchanged injuries for injuries, which was also what he expected.
After several injury exchanges, both sides were seriously injured.
The leader of the demon tribe already had several injuries with bones visible on his body. Even though he had Yuan power to stop the bleeding, there was still blood oozing out, which showed the seriousness of the injuries.
The clothes of the human cultivators have long been torn, their hair is disheveled, their shoulders, thighs, chests and waists have had their skin and flesh torn off, and they are riddled with scars.
Seeing the opponent's serious injuries, the leader of the demon tribe gradually laughed out loud, and then his voice became louder and louder, as if he was venting something.
"Xu Chi! For twenty years, I have only dared to hide in the distance and bear my grudge against you. Today, I will definitely eat you alive! Eat you alive! Hahaha"
The human cultivator ignored the other party's crazy words. He looked up at the sky again. The moonlight was getting brighter and the clouds and mists were gradually opening.