Judge Li looked stern and said: "Speak everything clearly to a certain family, or they will skin you."
The evil ghost stirred up his spirit and said: "I don't dare to speak nonsense, I don't dare to speak nonsense..."
"It's just that...that Changling Mountain is now a piece of scorched earth..."
"Scorched earth?"
Judge Li slowly exhaled and smiled to himself.
"What a cruel and ruthless city god, a certain family will be taught a lesson today!"
Judge Li already knows a thing or two about the causes and consequences of this.
There is no chance of luck in the character of that City God.
"Go down,"
Judge Li waved his hand with a tired look on his face.
"Here,"
The two evil spirits looked at each other, carefully bowed their bodies, retreated backwards, and exited the main hall.
Judge Li was lost in thought for a moment and muttered: "In these troubled times, I don't know how this gentleman should deal with this former minister of a certain family."
As an emperor and a courtier, Judge Li has lost his sense of luck. As an official with many years of experience, how can he not know what he should do or what he should not do at this moment.
"come……"
Judge Li shouted towards the door.
A young man in a short robe said respectfully: "Master..."
Judge Li said in a calm voice: "From today onwards, a certain house will close its doors to thank guests. No one will be seen, and no business will be done. All invitations to visit the house will be turned away."
"Here..."
This year the housekeeper responded with his fists clasped.
"Except for the post from the Chenghuang Yamen, all other 'guests' from a certain family have disappeared."
In this critical moment of life and death, it is the right way to protect yourself wisely.
The matter of Changling Mountain God is just a pretext, and it is also the first of the three fires that Chenghuang Jun has made.
Moreover, since the arms can't hold the thighs, let's go with the flow.
What's more, Judge Li's mind has always been stable and he knew where his family's way out was from the beginning to the end.
"City God Lord..."
He clenched his palms, feeling a little unwilling and resentful.
Obviously, that seat should belong to him. Now, it should be him who is sitting in the official residence and enjoying himself.
But Xun Shaoyu's airborne landing undoubtedly ruined all his plans.
Willing?
This made him so willing, and this made him not complain.
The majestic and dignified pure red god of the seventh grade is a carrot and a pit.
It was a great luck to have such a vacancy, and many eyes were staring at it.
If he had not been superior in skills and suppressed many competitors, he would not have had the opportunity to spy on the divine throne. However, now all these expectations were severely cut off by Xun Shaoyu.
This is the end of the road!
This pain can only be understood by being in the situation.
Moreover, Judge Li is approaching the end of his lifespan and has only twenty or thirty years of life left at most. He has completely given up on pursuing the seventh-grade divine position.
After all, gods have extremely long lifespans. Unless their life span is extremely long, it is not impossible for them to be city gods who live for hundreds of years.
A life span of twenty or thirty years, in the minds of Shinto people, is equivalent to two or three months in the world.
In such a short period of time, Judge Li had to consider his family's past and future affairs.
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City God's legal domain, inner garden!
The wind chimes swayed gently, and a pretty maidservant swayed Pingting in the inner garden.
The sound of rustling footsteps echoed in Xun Shaoyu's ears.
"If you are in the seventh-level divine position, your soul is pregnant with yang energy, and it can appear holy during the day, and the red light can appear in the world."
He slowly stretched out his palm, and the veins under his skin were clearly visible in his eyes.
In these years in Dacheng World, Xun Shaoyu has not gained nothing.
At least, the divine route in this world will be of great benefit to him.
The ninth grade is pure white, the seventh grade is pure red, the fifth grade is pure gold, the third grade is pure blue, and the first grade is pure purple. These five levels of karma are the essence of this world.
"It's a pity that in the ancient times of this world, there was no limit to the heavenly power, the gods were far away from home, and the world's original rank fell. It was a luxury to hope to reach the third level, let alone the first level, which has no realm."
The deeper you go into this world, the less you can underestimate the foundation of this world.
A person with a golden body of the fifth grade can be said to be a powerful person who can turn over rivers and seas, and he is a person who can destroy armies and cities just as easily.
"It is a rare opportunity to stabilize the position of the county town god and then go one step further to get a glimpse of the prefectural city god's position and understand the wonders of the master first."
Xun Shaoyu sighed slowly, his red eyes becoming more and more intense.
"Destroy all the demons and monsters in Dangyang County, and use Dangyang County as the foundation to solidify the foundation of our own family."
"Within three hundred years like this, there is no chance of becoming a city god..."
Three hundred years of hard work is just a glimmer of opportunity, not an absolute guarantee.
It was Xun Shaoyu who was respected by a fourth-grade great god, but he was promoted to the fifth-grade position, which was the highest level.
He still has to rely on himself to fight for the opportunity to prove the fifth level.
After all, that person wanted to support Xun Shaoyu, but he would never really spend any money to promote Xun Shaoyu.
The position of Fuchenghuang can be found in all thirteen states in the world, and those sixty-four are all great figures occupying the pinnacle of the world.
There is a vacancy, and there is competition among all parties.
If he were not a blood relative, it would be impossible for a fourth-grade god to pay such a price. It would be impossible even to think about it.
"but……"
Xun Shaoyu frowned and hummed: "Three hundred years is still too long."
Three hundred years in this world are almost ten years in the main world.
Over the past ten years, there have been so many changes.
Xun Shaoyu was struggling hard in the land of Nancai, suffering from external and internal troubles.
This situation may not be able to last for ten years. Even if the stone mirror summons the [future body] and its combat power is at the level of a grandmaster, it is also very inappropriate.
With the huge source of power to summon the "future body", Xun Shaoyu's martial arts has already been accumulated to a shocking level.
"So, three hundred years... I can't afford to wait, and I can't wait. It's one hundred years, and I can't waste it here."
"It is best to achieve the golden body of Shinto in one fell swoop within thirty to fifty years."
Xun Shaoyu's eyes were bright and dim, and his handsome face was mixed with a touch of ambiguity.
The difficulty of this is simply self-evident.
In general, none of the city gods in the city have the qualifications to hold the position of the Golden Emperor after at least five hundred years of spiritual practice.
Xun Shaoyu was less than 20 years old. He was able to achieve the position of the County God by virtue of his repeated great achievements and the attention and attention of officials.
With his qualifications, this position is already at the top, and it is absolutely impossible to be promoted in a short period of time.
It will take at least one or two hundred years to qualify for the sixth rank. After another one or two hundred years, you may be able to obtain the honor of a house.
According to the normal process and procedures, Xun Shaoyu would have been crushed to pieces by others in the main world.
Young masters like Xun Shaohe and others from the state of Lu have the support of powerful forces. Once they pass the bone refining barrier, they will not be able to hinder them even by cutting off their hair and cleansing their marrow in a short period of time.
Only the master state of [Changing Muscles and Forging Bones] is a difficulty for these people.
Even though Xun Shaoyu has a [future body], he has some ability to compete with the master.
But this is by no means something he can rely on to remain confused.
"If...if, the world is in chaos, the country is in danger, and millions of lives are in ruins. The basic order of Shinto has been lost, the princes have lost their positions, and the gods have attacked each other."
Xun Shaoyu raised his palms high, as if to grasp the hanging moonlight.
"If you can... let me clear away the chaos and mix it up with the divine way, you may be able to see that you are on the verge of becoming a third-grade emperor."
A city god of a government in the fifth rank can be called a prince; a city god of a state in the third rank can be called an emperor.
Although in the scriptures, the so-called third-grade emperors are just some miscellaneous emperors and cannot be compared with the first-grade emperors, this is not the glorious time of ancient Shinto.
Xun Shaoyu's ambitions never stop there.
"It's a pity that the battle between the water gods and the earth gods has not reached the point of getting out of hand."
Xun Shaoyu breathed a sigh of relief, as if he was shocked by his crazy thoughts.
At this time, although there was friction between the two major forces, there was no hand-to-hand combat. The senior figures on both sides only watched from the sidelines and did not directly roll up their sleeves.
Jiangnan seems to be in chaos, but as long as the two methods remain unchanged, even millions of refugees wearing hundreds of thousands of armor cannot shake the rule of the Dacheng Dynasty.
But this thought was buried deep in Xun Shaoyu's heart at some unknown time.
"Although the world of Dacheng has reached its final stage, looking at its atmosphere, it should have a destiny of one hundred years."
"What am I thinking? I don't even have a ten-level grasp of Dangyang County. If I want to grab chestnuts, it would be overestimating my capabilities."
Xun Shaoyu poured a glass of wine, drank it by himself, and smiled bitterly.
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Woo! Woo! Woo!
The mountain wind blew gusts, making the cliffs and steep rocks rustle.
The God of Changling Mountain looked embarrassed, his hair disheveled, and his luxurious divine robe was in tatters.
The car that symbolized his status had long since disappeared.
Only the white and red divine lines outlined on his face show his personality.
It is true that when I left, I was in high spirits and when I arrived, I was embarrassed.
"Damn Dangyang City God, you are so ruthless and have brought me to this level, and you can't get any benefit from me."
The blood stains on his sleeves and robes have not yet dried up.
Moreover, the pace is quite scattered.
The mountain seal was broken, causing the Changling Mountain God's divine power to lose nine layers. Even so, the remaining layer was also constantly being lost.
Once his divine power is completely exhausted, his divine body will collapse and both body and soul will be destroyed.
This is a dead end, and the only one who can help him break it is Tai Ashanjun.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he looked at the boundary monument not far away.
"Tai Ashan..."
"Hahaha... Heaven will never stop people, and Heaven will never stop people..."
Changling Mountain God was delighted and struggled to run towards Tai'a Mountain.
"Be bold!"
Suddenly, an angry scolding sounded, with a rumble that shook the rocks.
Boom...rumble...
Pieces of rocks suddenly rolled down, as if they were being beaten by big waves, and their momentum was so terrifying.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
I saw dozens of boulders smashing together, and sparks flying up. These boulders seemed to be glued together, and they kept turning up and upright, forming a rock giant tens of feet high.
"Be bold!"
The rock giant roared angrily, a white flame the size of a candle flickering in his eyes.
"Where are the wild gods from? You dare to break into the Tai'a Mountains without permission. Do you really have no idea of life or death?"
This rock giant has no lips or tongue, and its voice is entirely produced by the huge stone on its chest.
It is worthy of being the dojo of a fifth-grade god, and a guard of Patrol Mountain, and surprisingly both have ninth-grade gods in their bodies.
Of course, it is normal for this rock giant to not recognize the Changling Mountain God.
As Tai Ajun's mountain guard and a seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister's door, what this giant can remember is that there are only a few great gods from the fifth rank, and even ordinary sixth-rank officials, who can pass by them at a glance.
In the eyes of this rock giant, a mere eighth-level god is just a little god with nothing to worry about.
If it weren't for the rock giant looking at the divine power of Changling Mountain God, he would also be a mountain god and not really use it.
Based on Changling Mountain God's current state, he may not be a single enemy of the Rock Giant.
"Little God Changling, please see Tai Ajun." Changling Mountain God quickly shouted loudly.
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Tai'a Mountain is surrounded by heavy clouds and mist, making it look like a divine and holy place.
Tai Ajun, who was sitting high on the throne, looked meaningfully at the Changling Mountain God kneeling in front of the temple.
"You mean, your mountain seal is broken and your divine body is on the verge of collapse?"
Tai Ajun smiled inexplicably, looked down carefully, and described the miserable Chang Ling.
"Jun, please make the decision for the little god..."
"The Yang City God, relying on the power of the Earth's only lineage, is simply lawless, shocking, and chilling..."
Chang Ling touched his head to the ground, and the thumping sound of kowtow echoed in the temple.
"Making the decision...How can I make the decision for you?"
Tai Ajun raised his eyebrows and asked in a good tone.
The mountain god lineage is divided into mixed categories, and can enter into the earthly realm, the heavenly spirit, and even ghosts and gods. Even the water god lineage has many mountain gods.
It can be seen from this that although the mountain gods are all from the same lineage, they can also be classified into the four major dharma lines.
Their respective relationships are even more complicated. Unless the great gods are at the fifth level, other lesser gods can only struggle to survive within this framework.
Therefore, Changling is not only under the jurisdiction of Dangyang City God, but also a minor god under Tai Ajun.
If Tai Ajun had a more arrogant temperament, he would be able to attack Dangyang County Residence with this move, which would be considered righteous.
Who said that Tai Ajun's fist was infinitely bigger than Xun Shaoyu's!
"...the little god depends on your will,"
After Chang Ling said this, he pressed his forehead tightly against the ground, not daring to lift it even a little bit.
"It's all based on my wishes?"
A sneer appeared at the corner of Tai Ajun's mouth, which seemed to have a touch of blood.
Theoretically, a great god can handle small gods with ease, even trivial matters.
but……
Tai Ajun calmed down slightly, his eyes turned red, and he murmured in a low voice: "Is it all up to me?"
"The little god has been a god for hundreds of years. He has worked diligently and did not dare to stop for a moment. But now it is unnecessarily and has wiped out the centuries-old foundation of the little god. You... the little god is not willing to accept it!"
"The little god is alone and has no other extravagant wishes. He only wants 'justice'!"
"Hahaha……"
Tai Ajun suddenly laughed, and moved his fingertips stiffly on the throne, making a harsh and sharp sound.