Therefore, there are fewer temples of God King Wuchen than each other.
Nowadays, only small remote places and some temples remain.
"He's not dead, the God King is immortal!" Zhen Zhilanxiang's shoulders trembled, her eyes slightly red.
Xia Qingchen stretched out her hand and gently wiped away the moisture from the corners of her eyes. A trace of tenderness flowed from her lonely heart.
Thousands of years later, there are still such believers, what else can he ask for?
"You are right, the God King will never die." Xia Qingchen looked into her eyes and said softly: "I also believe that one day, the God King will return."
Zhen Zhilan's eyes were bright and she nodded vigorously with a smile.
"Now, let those who insult the God King pay the due price!" Xia Qingchen looked sideways at Mo Yuan, with a little cold light in his eyes.
He walked away with his hands behind his back, and a mighty energy from heaven and earth swept out of him.
Instantly!
The wind lifts the fallen leaves, and the air rolls up to the lonely clouds.
"The God King cannot be humiliated!" Xia Qingchen's clear voice reached to the sky.
Mo Yuan was startled, and in a daze, he felt that he was not facing a lowly young master.
But the supreme God King!
Suppressing the trembling in his heart, he did not retreat but advanced: "Bullshit God King, the God King who has been dead for who knows how long, still wants to be respected?"
"Let you have a taste of the powerful boxing skills inherited from the Imperial City Temple!"
"Broken Nebula Fist!"
It was clearly a yellow-grade high-level martial skill. Although it was only a fragment of a move, it was extremely powerful when combined with the cultivation level.
Xia Qingchen was as cold as iron. He didn't even use any martial arts skills and only used his fists to fight hard.
"So lowly that he didn't even learn martial arts? Haha, that's pathetic!" Mo Yuan's eyes became more stern, and he punched him hard to kill him.
Click
The loud sound of broken bones resounded in front of the temple.
Mo Yuan sneered: "It's unbearable..."
However, he stopped laughing because the severe pain spread from his wrist to his whole body like a tide.
Soon, the severe pain reached its peak, and Mo Yuan let out a scream like a slaughtering pig, and rolled on the ground.
A face was distorted by severe pain and looked extremely ugly.
Xia Qingchen stood on the spot, slowly retracted his fist, and said calmly: "Crap your arm as a punishment."
Without half a year of rest, his injuries would be impossible to recover from.
Zhen Zhilan looked at him and said calmly: "You ask brother Qingchen which one is better than you? Now I will answer you, any one!"
Appearance, character, martial arts, talent, how can Mo Yuan compare to Xia Qingchen?
"Come here, take him back to the imperial capital!" Zhen Zhilan said.
After a pause, she looked at Mo Yuan and said: "In addition, please tell your father that if you have different Taoism, you will not conspire with each other. Since you do not sincerely worship King Wuchen, you are not the same person as our Yungu City Temple. Please don't
Send so-called representatives here again!”
Several servants immediately came forward and carried Mo Yuan away.
"Finally let's go!" Zhen Zhilan breathed a sigh of relief. When he looked at Xia Qingchen, his face was filled with a soft smile: "Brother Qingchen, what is your current level of cultivation?"
She couldn't understand it at all.
Mo Yuan is a powerful person in the fourth rank of Zhongchen.
However, he tried his best, but was no match for Xia Qingchen's random punch.
Xia Qingchen said calmly: "My cultivation level is average, I still need to continue to work hard."
There is still one month left until Fengyunhui.
He wanted to seize the time and break through to another level to complete his explanation to Xia Yuan.
There was admiration in Zhen Zhilan's eyes, and she smiled slightly and said: "Brother Qingchen is too humble. With your strength, you can enter the top four in Yun Gucheng."
She sighed in her heart.
When we first met, he was still at a similar level to me.
Now, I can only look up.
"It's just that it's still acceptable in Yun Gucheng." Xia Qingchen chuckled.
His world has never been a small lonely city.
Farewell to Zhen Zhilan, Xia Qingchen returned to Xia Mansion.
What puzzled him was that groups of porters were moving large and small boxes of things into Xia Mansion.
Xia Qingchen walked in and happened to meet his father.
"Auntie is here again?" Xia Qingchen said in surprise.
Those boxes are filled with daily necessities for women, but the quantity is too much, right?
At a rough count, there must be thirty or forty boxes!
Is it possible that my aunt’s whole family can’t move here?
"I want to ask you another question!" Xia Yuan said with a reproachful look on his face: "You said you kidnapped a girl from home, how could you leave her outside the city and ignore her?"
Xia Qingchen was stunned, when had he kidnapped another girl?
"Hey, heartless person, are you back?" A slightly magnetic voice came into my ears.
Turning around, Xia Qingchen frowned: "What are you shouting for?"
The speaker was none other than the woman in silver whom he kidnapped from the Navy.
After such a long time, not only did she not leave Yun Gucheng, she also lied that she was abducted by him and forcefully moved into Xia Qingchen's house!
"Isn't that right? I was originally kidnapped by you, and now I have no place to live, so I can only live in your house." The woman in silver acted as if she were at home, instructing the porters to put away their things.
Xia Qingchen said angrily: "What do you want?"
When she was captured and brought to Yun Gucheng, she was empty-handed. She purchased so many supplies in a short period of time, how could she be short of money?
She can stay at any high-end inn in the city.
But she decided to come and stay at Xia Qingchen's house.
"Didn't you tell me that I have no place to live, so I can only live in your house." The woman in silver put her hands on her waist and looked matter-of-fact.
Xia Yuan said: "Qingchen, you have to be responsible for this girl!"
He murmured in his heart, where did Xia Qingchen find such a beautiful, noble girl?
No matter how you look at it, the girl doesn't look like she comes from an ordinary family.
Xia Qingchen hesitated for a while without explaining.
This girl's identity is not simple. If her father knew that he had captured her, he would inevitably have to worry.
"Forget it, live here if you like." As long as she has no ill intentions, does Xia Mansion still lack a place for her?
The woman in silver smiled.
When she came to Yun Gucheng, she really planned to punish Xia Qingchen.
But upon casual inquiry, I discovered that Xia Qingchen was extraordinary.
More than half a year ago, she was still a mediocre person who was ridiculed, but now she has become a powerful person in the Zhongchen position who is even more powerful than her.
Such a speed of cultivation is simply a miracle.
The forbidden genius Yu Qingyang back then did not have such an astonishing cultivation speed.
Therefore, she changed her attention and planned to get up close and observe for herself.
"Please bear with me in the future." The woman in silver smiled like the wind.
However, the woman in silver is destined to be disappointed.
Because Xia Qingchen's time in Xia Mansion was only a handful.
"There is still one month left in the Fengyun Meeting. I will go out to practice for a while." Xia Qingchen said, and then left with his hands behind his hands, leaving behind the woman in silver who stared blankly.
Xia Qingchen walked out of the city repeatedly.
In the next month, he plans to practice martial arts in the Ghost Crying Forest.
Strive to successfully practice the last form of the "Four Phases Ancient Scroll", and it is best to improve your cultivation to a higher level.
"teacher!"
"Master Xia!"
When he passed by the Immortal Residence, two calls came from the railing on the second floor at the same time.