Chapter 615: The loser will be sacrificed to heaven
Feeling the sudden broadening of his sight, Song Jiaoren finally breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if he had been on a roller coaster.
"Xia...Junior Brother Xia, are you...ok?"
"Yes, senior brother, [Red King's Mausoleum] seems to have successfully entered Xuanwu Lake." The young junior brother came forward at this time, supported the extremely pale Song Jiaoren, and said comfortingly: "No matter what, at least it's okay.
Not a worst-case outcome."
Song Jiaoren didn't say anything. The transfer of the [Red King's Mausoleum] was a big deal. Master Huanglong entrusted this matter to him, but he almost made Master Huanglong lose his face - his talent was not among the brothers.
The best, I'm afraid it will be harder to please Master Huang Long in the future.
However, the only thing about Song Jiaoren that Master Huang Long liked was that he had the courage to take responsibility.
At this time, they saw Song Jiaoren, who had even regained his breath, stared at him with a miserable expression, and stepped forward, intending to be beaten immediately.
"Master, this accident was all caused by my negligence!" Song Jiaoren lowered his head and said in a deep voice: "I hope you don't blame Xing Ming and others."
All the engineer bosses are still here. Listening to Song Jiaoren's words, they can't help but feel a little surprised.
Master Huang Long frowned, "You said it was your negligence?"
Song Jiaoren nodded and said: "They have told me a long time ago that these first-generation teleportation arrays have been in disrepair for a long time, and if they are put together temporarily, something may happen... It's all me, who is greedy for success and has my own way, and this is what happened.
It was a dangerous situation. Fortunately, the [Red King’s Mausoleum] was successfully landed, otherwise I, Song Jiaoren, would have been responsible for my death... Master, my disciple has let you down!"
After saying that, Song Jiaoren knelt down and cried bitterly with a look of shame and anger, and shouted: "Master, please punish me! I will take full responsibility for this matter, and Xing Ming and others should not be implicated!"
Hearing this, Xia Feng's eyes trembled slightly. Song Jiaoren's sudden apology caught him off guard, "No, if Senior Brother Song is guilty, then the disciple's failure to correct it in time and fail to discover the problem is also a big mistake!"
Xia Feng knelt down directly next to Song Jiaoren, "Disciple asks Master to punish me!"
"Junior Brother Xia! This is none of your business!"
"One day is a senior brother, and everyone is a brother!"
Looking at the two excited disciples, Master Huang Long frowned and said in a deep voice: "What are you doing? Are you going to sing an opera? Or is your apology not enough to embarrass me?"
He, Master Huang Long, is not the only one here. There are hundreds of battleships in the sky, and they can pull out at least six or seven guys who can make fun of him in person - these guys have never shown up, they are just watching the show.
"Disciples don't dare!" they both said in unison.
"If you dare, why don't you hurry back to me?" Master Huanglong snorted coldly, "Go back to Magu Holy Land, face the wall and think about your mistakes. When I come back, I will think about how to punish you two! Get out!"
After drinking, Song Jiaoren and Xia Feng's expressions changed slightly and they quickly retreated.
"Huang Long, don't punish yourself with three cups of wine. I want to see the heads rolling. Otherwise, I'm afraid it will damage your reputation as the Twelve Emperors of Kunlun... Looking at it with such eyes."
A giggling female voice suddenly sounded in Huang Long's ears.
"Xue Ji, it's not your Yaochi people's turn to take care of my affairs!" Master Huanglong snorted coldly, "[Red King's Mausoleum] has successfully arrived at Xuanwu Lake, and the military exercise at [Taiwang Line] has ended.
You all should come back!"
"When you obviously pulled me out, you still called me Xuexue, eh..." The woman's voice was faint and resentful, "I can just leave... Huanglong, remember to reimburse me for the spiritual stone this time."
In the sky, a huge spirit boat like a treasure dagger was driven forward. A whirlpool emerged in front of it, and the spirit boat flew into the whirlpool and disappeared in an instant.
Hundreds of alliance warships also began to retreat one by one at this time.
Master Huang Long frowned at this time and directly called the Chief Master's name, "What is the reason for these teleportation gates? You must thoroughly investigate for me."
"I understand, Emperor Zun." Xing Ming nodded fearfully.
"how long?"
"Please...please give me one month." Xing Ming gritted his teeth, "We need to recover the remains of these doors and analyze them. I'm afraid it will take a lot of time."
"Seven days at most!" Master Huang Long waved his hand, without giving Xing Ming any room for bargaining, and returned directly to his thousand-foot spiritual boat.
"Seven days..." Xing Ming couldn't help but laugh bitterly, and looked back at the group of deputy chief engineers behind him, "You heard it, right... Check, don't let go of even a single piece until there is a result!"
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"Junior Brother Lao...what should we do now?"
At the location of Portal No. 75, several engineers gathered nervously at this time - this was originally a design to frame Song Jiaoren... Although Song Jiaoren was indeed shocked by the real Huanglong, the final result seemed to be different from what was imagined.
There are differences among them.
Especially when Song Jiaoren took the initiative to admit his omissions, it greatly exceeded the expectations of several people.
"It must be Song Jiaoren. He knew that he could not escape, so he took the initiative to stand up and admit it, and he could win a good reputation among the people!" Young Junior Brother Laudno gritted his teeth and said: "Brothers, don't let this happen.
The thief's show was deceived! The Yellow Dragon Emperor punished him to go back to the Holy Land and face the wall temporarily. Rounding it off means there is no punishment! The Emperor cherishes his disciples, how can he really be willing to do something harsh? It's just for us to see... This
There is no justice in the world. It’s strange that I and others can only blame me for speaking lightly and becoming the boss’s leeks!”
"Junior brother, stop talking." Senior Brother Dou sighed, "Let's think about how to deal with the next thing... We don't know if we have done enough to covertly change the magic spell temporarily..."
"Senior brother, don't worry, I have already thought of a countermeasure." Laudno said confidently at this time, "We... can use the mother gate to do something."
"Mother gate?"
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Xuanwu Lake.
The lake was turbulent and rolled back to the shore. The moment the extremely huge inverted triangle-shaped [Red King's Tomb] appeared, in the main city of [Kunlun], thousands of lights and shadows rushed into the sky. Looking from a distance...
And there are more and more figures of God!
The size of the [Red King's Tomb] is large enough, even though there is a long distance between the main city and Xuanwu Lake... the monks who were watching on the main city were still shocked.
Fortunately, such a big thing only landed on Xuanwu Lake. If it hit the main city of [Kunlun] directly, I'm afraid it wouldn't be able to destroy half of [Kunlun]...
At this time, on Xuanwu Lake, a kind of monk in the Beiting Protectorate had a feeling of being like an ant.
I'm afraid it will take a long time for this thing to fly up... As the guardian, Yu Wenhuaji frowned at this time, but he didn't rush to order: "Everyone is here, disperse in all directions, and gather those outside
Anyone who is ready to make a move has been persuaded to retreat by me!"
There are always some casual cultivators who think highly of themselves and fight against the authorities. At this time, some guys who are not afraid of death have arrived quickly, including all kinds of monsters and monsters!
"Sir, look...that seems to be the flying dragon from the Azure Dragon Holy Land!"
"Ah...that's the Pearl Cart of Yaochi Holy Land!"
"Chaoge Holy Land! I saw Feilian Yadi from Chaoge Holy Land!"
There were more and more holy places whose names they could name, and nameless cultivators who couldn't, and Yu Wenhuaji couldn't help but feel anxious.
"Sir, these people, I'm afraid our Beiting Mansion alone will simply..." Deputy Dongfang Zang said in shock at this time.
"I can see it!" Yu Wenhuaji snorted coldly at this time, "I even know that the Eastern Holy Son of the Abbot Holy Land is hidden by the lake!"
Dongfang Zang's face changed slightly, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead.
Yu Wenhuaji snorted coldly: "If you can't stop it, you have to stop it. This is the decree of [Yujing Mountain]... Don't say it's just Ya Di who's coming. Even if Emperor Zun is coming, I have to see if he dares to resist."
Yujingshan’s decree!”
Having said that, Yu Wenhua and his legs are really shaking...
He took a deep breath and resolutely stepped onto Qingyun. Standing alone in front of the armies of well-known casual cultivators in major holy places, he directly raised the flag of the Beiting Protectorate and said in a deep voice: "Xuanwu Lake has been classified as a restricted area.
,If you are not allowed, stop!"
Seeing that everyone was coming fiercely and had no intention of stopping, Yu Wenhuaji took a deep breath and raised his hand again, as if holding an ancient scroll in his palm.
"[Yujingshan] decree!" Yu Wenhuaji shouted again.
The flying dragon instantly moved its head and rolled around, and the Pearl Cart even braked with meteor-like sparks in the air... The casual cultivator at the front stopped suddenly, and crashed into it as it rushed behind.
"Yu Wenhuaji, we are just here to admire the heroic demeanor of the alliance, not to cause trouble!" A man on top of the flying dragon said in a deep voice: "How can you use the law to suppress people!"
"Yes, the [Red King's Mausoleum] has been lost in the [Red Wasteland] for thousands of years, and is finally obtained by our alliance. Such a huge happy event, of course we must make it bigger!"
"That's right, let the heroes of the alliance come out! If I put a big bed on the bed and give it to my female apprentice, I will marry him!"
——Damn it, these ghosts and snake gods...
Yu Wenhuaji frowned. Although there were many and mixed people, the real elders of [Kunlun] did not show up. I'm afraid they were still arguing with each other at this time.
As for the group of guys who came to join in the fun, it’s hard to say whether some were under instructions from behind or some came on their own initiative.
Yu Wenhuaji gritted his teeth and drew the government flag in the sky, instantly drawing a straight line of golden light in the sky, "[Yujing Mountain] decrees that no one is allowed to cross this golden line!"
[Yujingshan] still had to listen to its edicts, and the staff instantly became quiet.
Yu Wenhuaji breathed a sigh of relief just now, only to see that the flying dragon fell directly to the top of the mountain below and coiled directly on the top of the mountain... A group of monks from all walks of life were looking for land nearby and camped directly...
What's even more outrageous is An Zhai's guy - he's a guy who carries a copycat with him.
"You..." Yu Wenhuaji couldn't help but widen his eyes at this time, "So... shameless."
"Master Yuwen, we have not crossed the golden line. It's just that the wind and sun are beautiful today, which is very suitable for an outing... I took my wife and daughter to visit the lake. Now I can't enter Xuanwu Lake, so I just want to set up a tent outside.
.There is really no other way. When Mr. Yuwen has a child, he will know that he must agree to the child's camping trip... By the way, does Mr. Yuwen have a girlfriend? "
——You TM...
"Qingqing, I want to sketch here." A clear girl appeared on the Pearl Car... The Pearl Car slowly landed.
There are endless reasons for the monks to land, and they are extremely excellent. I saw that the green roots on Lord Protector's forehead were swollen at this time, but he had no choice but to watch the monks surrounding Xuanwu Lake grow at a terrifying speed... It was like participating in a large-scale event
like an open-air carnival.
"Sir...hey, what should I do?" Dongfang Zang came forward and asked.
"Since they haven't crossed the line, these guys can do whatever they like." Yu Wenhuaji shook his head, "You'd better take care of your holy son... you'd better kick him out right away!"
"I'm afraid I'll be kicked out of the Abbot Mountain Holy Land first." Dongfang Zang suddenly had a bitter look on his face.
"What, could it be that the Beiting Protectorate can no longer support you, Dongfang Zang?" Yu Wenhuaji snorted coldly.
Dongfang Zang sighed and said: "Sir, what's the use of embarrassing a little person like me about such nonsense as aristocratic families and alliances?"
"It's best not to make mistakes." Yu Wenhuaji said calmly: "The decree in my hand is not fake. It is just an Eastern Holy Son. No matter how outstanding it is... doesn't it mean that he has not traveled through the nine heavens and transformed into a dragon to reach the top?"
"Eh... let me try to persuade you again." Dongfang Zang sighed again.
Yu Wenhuaji summoned a group of monks from Beiting Mansion at this time, "Watch these people outside. If anyone crosses the golden line, draw your sword... and chop!"
It's hard to say whether to cut it or not in the end, but what matters is this attitude... He deliberately told everyone outside the Golden Line that since he entered the [Kunlun] Four Great Court Protector's Mansion, he was destined to be separated from the Holy Land and the likes of the aristocratic families.
, being ambiguous will only make [Yu Jingshan] also confused about him.
"Lord Yuwen, the [Red King's Mausoleum] has appeared, why hasn't there been any movement yet?" Dongfang Zang suddenly asked.
"This is not something you and I can inquire about." Yu Wenhuaji shook his head and said: "Beiting Mansion is only responsible for the garrison. Come to think of it... the real master should be coming... It is said that the Great Heavenly Lord rode a bull into the pavilion today.
Old Home.”
Suddenly there was a burst of flowers and fairy music.
Above the sky, there is a group of Lingluo female cultivators, walking across the bustling Hongqiao.
"It turned out to be
"Hey, the person next to Holy Master Li seems to be from Jiangge's hometown..." Dongfang Zang's sharp eyes saw something bad at once, "The people from Jingge's hometown... and the people from Xunge's hometown... actually...
Is it a combination of three companies?”
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【Kunlun】......Ge Lao Yuan.
On the round table, there were people with red noses and red faces. They were pulling their hair, piercing their eyes, pulling off their pants... and throwing teacups - the three pavilion elders had just returned from [Luo Holy Land].
The three elders of Jiang Ge directly put their hands into their sleeves and moved in from the side against the wall, which was commonplace.
"What's the point of fighting over a broken mausoleum? In my opinion, handing it over directly to the Alliance is the best way to deal with it!"
"I [Xingtan] have countless students who have spent my life studying alien civilizations. If these students cannot realize their dreams this time, how can I have the dignity to be the leader of this altar! I am afraid that the saliva of [Xingtan] students will drown everyone here! I am
For your own good!"
"I'm not saying that, everyone here is a jerk! It's up to me, Yunzhongliao, to crack the technology of the alien civilization!"
"Fuck you!"
“Slightly, slightly, slightly!
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Bang bang bang bang bang.
"Still beating..." Mr. Jingge rubbed his brows and said, "Speaking of which, before we went out, weren't we all beaten by the Great Heavenly Lord..."
Mr. Jiang Ge shrugged and said, "Do you think the Great Heavenly Lord beats people to solve problems or to feel happy?"
"It's cool!" the other two pavilion elders said in unison.
"Where is the Great Heavenly Lord?" Elder Jiang Ge suddenly asked.
Mr. Jingge's fingers hidden in his sleeves were slightly exposed, and then he pointed upward.
"I'll go up and have a look." Mr. Jiang Ge frowned and immediately climbed up the stairs.
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On the top floor of Ge Lao's courtyard, when Mr. Jiang Ge gently pushed the door in, he heard a heavy knocking sound and remembered... Mr. Jiang Ge raised his eyes.
On the mahjong table on the terrace, there was an eyebrowless Taoist boy, a young man in white... and a rough guy picking his feet, who were sitting around the table.
"Big Sanyuan!" The foot-picking rough guy turned around at this time, "Oh, Yazai, you're back. Is everything done?"
"Things have already happened..." Mr. Jiang Ge was about to speak.
The rough man said directly: "Stop talking about it now, three are missing and one is missing, Yazai, come over and sit down quickly, these two pieces of trash are not enough for me to kill, haha!"
Mr. Jiang Ge quietly wiped a handful of cold sweat, subconsciously looked at the expressionless young man in white, and couldn't help but open his mouth.
"Jiang Wang." Then he heard the young man in white say calmly: "Since your uncle asked you to accompany me in the beating, just sit down."
"Yes." Mr. Jiang Ge nodded, "Follow the law."
Elder Jiang Ge carefully walked to the table, pulled out his chair, sat down a third of the way, and shuffled the cards silently.
The rough man was obviously very lucky, and he said proudly: "Yazai, let me tell you the rules first. We beat people here, and the loser will be sacrificed directly to heaven."
The veteran Jiang Ge trembled and the cards he had built almost fell apart.
The eyebrowless boy chuckled at this moment and said in a friendly manner: "Oh, I hope you don't listen to this guy's nonsense about offering sacrifices to the heavens. We just feel that the population of [Kunlun] is about to explode. We just made a sudden calculation and made a new list of gods. Loser
Whoever wins will be on the list! Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid! Come on, this is your top card.”
After saying that, the eyebrowless boy counted out a pile of cards and threw them in front of Mr. Jiang Ge.
Looking at the portraits on the cards, Old Man Jiang Ge was dumbfounded! There were even emperors in them, even those at the level of the Twelve Emperors...
——In the end, I’m afraid I have to let him execute it?
