Luo Chen stretched out his hand and rubbed her little head, sighing in his heart. On the path of cultivators, there are too few people who can always stick to their true nature and always have a calm mind after embarking on it.
Even he is no exception!
Along the way, there were countless killings and countless blood stains on my hands. It is not an exaggeration to say that there are mountains of corpses.
This little girl, she is still too young!
Luo Chen shook his head and walked away. This time, no one dared to stop him, not even Zhao Quande.
Zhao Tie's death had made them realize that the young man in white in front of them was definitely not a kind person. If they really pissed him off, they themselves might even follow in Zhao Tie's footsteps.
Although Sage Village is a village, its area is large enough to rival a small city!
Luo Chen was surprised to find that this saint's village was indeed not simple. It seemed ordinary, but in fact, there was a saint's thought hidden in it!
Although it is very weak, it is genuine.
No wonder, if it weren't for the saint's thoughts, based on the actions of this group of unruly people in the saint's village, they would have been uprooted countless times in secret.
When Luo Chen swept the saint's thoughts with his mind, the latter seemed to be aware of it and burst out with powerful pressure!
Luo Chen smiled playfully and easily avoided the attack. He came to the saint's village to worship the statue and mocked: "A saint of this generation is the one who protects this group of things? What's the point?"
The pressure released by the statue is getting stronger and stronger, as if it is coming to life. This is an illusion. The reason for this illusion is caused by the saint's thoughts left in the statue. Obviously, the saint from the saint's village
The evildoer who went out once came back, and still left his spiritual thoughts in this statue.
With this spiritual thought, no one dares to invade the Saint Village. Of course, leaving this spiritual thought behind not only provides protection, but also serves as a check.
"Why!"
A heavy sigh sounded, and a middle-aged man slowly walked out from the statue. This man was dressed in a green shirt, holding a scroll in one hand. There was a strong fragrance of ink all over his body. He had a strong scholarly atmosphere and could be called a generation.
Great Confucian!
"It made fellow Taoists laugh."
The middle-aged man smiled bitterly, followed by another heavy sigh.
Luo Chen looked at him coldly, and the sarcasm on his lips not only did not weaken at all, but became more intense as time went by!
He was like watching a clown perform, full of fun!
What kind of virtue is this Saint Village? Doesn't he know? Luo Chen doesn't believe that a single thought of Saint can easily cover most of the territory. This small Saint Village, even if it is comparable to a small city, will never escape from this place.
Taoist perception.
Why not stop such bad behavior?
If the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, this is not a good thing either!
The sarcasm in Luo Chen's eyes was so strong that it made the saint unable to continue acting, and his voice became colder.
"Are you a little too lenient in your management of the affairs of our Saint Village?"
Luo Chen shrugged his shoulders and said seriously: "Are you lenient? They dare to even take my ideas. Such stupid behavior will lead to real death sooner or later. I am kind enough to teach you a lesson. If you don't thank me, I will give you a lesson."
Okay, what do you mean by this?"
"Hmph! You have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. Please leave quickly. We do not welcome you in our Saint Village, and we cannot tolerate a giant Buddha like you."
Luo Chen laughed: "Don't be so angry as to issue an order to expel guests. In this dirty place, I am too lazy to stay for a long time. It's just... I am a little confused. Those villagers have done such evil. Are you not afraid of ruining your reputation?"
Or is it that you deliberately instigated all of this to make this Saint Village notorious so that no one would dare to come here again? Could it be that you are deliberately hiding something?"
Luo Chen just said this casually, but as soon as he finished speaking, he was enveloped by an uncontrollable murderous intention. He was a little surprised. Was this... he was told that he was right, and he became angry from shame?
Luo Chen now became interested. What exactly existed in this saint's village made a saint think so hard. He wanted to see if there was really something good, why not get a share of it without meeting?
"roll!"
The saint's thoughts were rioting. Luo Chen laughed, ignoring the power of the rules. He shuttled through it and easily avoided the killing thoughts. The more violent the saint's thoughts were, the more interested he became.
Is it possible that there really is a spiritual being appearing on the edge of this barren Nine Heavens?
If so, how unlucky is my luck?
"You are looking for death!"
As if aware of the thoughts in Luo Chen's heart, the saint's thoughts condensed into one point, targeting Luo Chen's eyebrows, and penetrated away!
Luo Chen smiled indifferently. It was just a saint's recitation, but he dared to be so presumptuous in front of him. Facing the shot, he lazily raised a finger. The seemingly ordinary finger was in front of him.
After touching that point, dazzling silver-white lights suddenly burst out.
Penetrate hundreds of millions of miles in an instant!
The Nine Heavenly Palace, the highest place in the Nine Heavens, within the scope of the Heavenly Palace, there is a Qingju Mountain. On the top of the mountain, there lives a sage. According to rumors, this sage takes it as his own duty to learn karma and solve doubts. He has three thousand disciples.
All of them are famous contemporary Confucian sages in Jiuchongtian. Their disciples have founded sects and established schools, and their main disciples believe in this holy Confucian!
He is the first person in the history of history to use pen to enter Taoism and use ink to gather spirit!
Masters and disciples spread all over the world, passing on the incense and setting up ancestral halls for hundreds of millions of people to worship!
Deeply respected by all major Confucian scholars!
The number of new people who come to Qingju Mountain to study every day is no less than 100,000!
On this day, Qing was sitting on top of the throne. It was rare to see him on weekdays. The Confucian respecter who was worshiped by thousands of people was willing to sit down and listen to the lectures with an open mind.
Nearly a million Confucians read aloud together. The scene was so shocking!
There was no other noise, just the uniform sound of reciting.
"Confucianism is broad and profound..."
The once-in-ten-year teachings of the Qingju Saint are going on as usual. Millions of students are enthusiastic, making the whole world tremble!
In ancient times, there were boys who touched the sky with their pens and stained the heavens with ink. Today, there are young Confucian sages who teach and spread their teachings to the world, leading Confucian scholars to prove the Tao through literature!
The power of literati can also move this world!
Qingju Confucian Sage is elegant and otherworldly. He is praised as an existence that can never be surpassed due to his extremely high realm! He is highly praised!
Under the blessing of the holy way, famous children break through their own shackles one after another, and even the talented ones use this to realize their own way and achieve extraordinary results!
However, at this moment, something unexpected happened. On the Holy Taoist platform, the face of the Confucian Sage Qingju, who was originally kind and cheerful, patiently teaching and solving his doubts, suddenly changed. His face turned pale, and he opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood!
Wow!
This sudden change shocked everyone! The scene suddenly became chaotic!
cough!
Qingju Confucian Sage's throat was tight and he couldn't help coughing up blood. Under the cover of his long black hair, deep in his pitiful eyes, there was a chill that made people shudder. Such a look should not come from a sage.
body!
"Such overbearing power, who on earth shattered this saint's spiritual thoughts! Not even a single bit of information was sent back."
At this moment, the Qingju Confucian Sage's face looked a little ferocious, but fortunately, the rationality was not seen by others, otherwise, there would be an uproar in the world!
"Something happened in Saint Village! Damn it, has it been discovered? No! No, it must not be discovered, otherwise..."
As if he had thought of something, a trace of panic flashed through the eyes of Qingju Confucian Sage. The Confucian Sage, a dignified Confucian sage, was so frightened that he trembled.
At that moment, he didn't care about anything else, turned around and headed towards the Saint Village at a high speed! The children were left alone, looking at each other, not knowing what was going on.
In the Saint Village, Luo Chen pointed his finger at the god, and then the statue collapsed! Along with the temple, it collapsed into ruins!
Luo Chen stood in the ruins, feeling the strong and crazy energy gathering around him, his expression changing again and again!
"There is indeed a problem!"
His face became extremely solemn. In the ninth heaven, the ancient Yuan cultivators invaded the mainland, causing the continent's vitality to rage, and the soul energy of many areas to be destroyed!
I originally thought that in this Ninth Heaven, there were powerful people with extraordinary levels of Realm Lords sitting there, and they were controlled by China. Those Yuan cultivators did not dare to act arrogantly, but they never thought that the Ninth Heaven, which is closest to China, actually also has the existence of Yuan Qi!
This is not a good sign. This ninth level, also known as the realm of heaven, is the last hurdle leading to China. If something happens to this, China will be in danger!
Troubled times are coming, and the continent will collapse! This is indeed not his unfounded worry. Luo Chen frowned and relaxed. Immediately, he smiled faintly and was not worried about it. He had already prepared a way out, even if China really suffered
When it came to Yuan Xiu's attack, he seemed to have no loss.
He is just curious, in this chaotic world, which side can gain the upper hand! And eventually dominate the mainland!
Yuan Xiu who came from the ancient road should not be underestimated, but similarly, today's soul cultivators are no longer as timid as they were in the ancient era. After so many years of changing hands in the mainland, soul cultivators have already occupied a dominant position!
If there is a real fight, no one knows who will win! At least for now, it seems that Hun Xiu still has the upper hand over Yuan Xiu.
Luo Chen dispersed his consciousness and used his cultivation to explore the saint village in this area. It only took one thought. After a while, he withdrew his consciousness and found nothing.
This is a bit strange. The more it is like this, the more strange it feels to Luo Chen.
Because this Saint Village is a bit too ordinary.
There are less than 300 villagers living in a village that is nearly the size of a city. Moreover, except for the old village chief, the cultivation level of each of these people is below the seven-star and soul king realm. This seems to be nothing.
It's surprising, but if you look carefully, you can spot it.
Among these people, in fact, there are many people whose talents are not bad, and some are even more talented than Zhao Zangzhang. However, the cultivation level of these people is lower than one by one. On the contrary, those with bad talents have lower cultivation level.
On the contrary, it is higher!
This is somewhat surprising.
Also, even if this is a barren land on the edge of the Nine Heavens.
But the Nine Heavens is the Nine Heavens after all. Even if it is barren, the concentration of soul energy is still much better than those in the middle and upper regions.
Logically speaking, their cultivation should not be so low. Luo Chen frowned, everything in this Saint Village is weird!
He dispersed his consciousness again and continued to explore over and over without giving up. Suddenly, his expression condensed slightly. When he sensed it, when his consciousness swept across the east corner of the Saint Village, he was surprised to find that the frequency of the spatial fluctuations there was