Chapter 409 The Reputation of Books in the City in the Old Year
In the pine forest, two destiny magicians from the Tianming Sect looked at Ye Han, deduced a little, and smiled at each other.
"Brother, can you deduce the result?"
"Except for the headmaster, even the great elders can't see clearly the fate of the Destined Son. How can I know it?"
"Then why is Senior Brother laughing?"
"Then why are junior brothers laughing?"
"How about you and I write down Ye Han's achievements on the palms of our hands and show them at the same time?"
The two of them used magic power to write words on the palms of their left hands, and then spread them out at the same time.
I saw the same two words written on their palms, "Superior".
The two brothers laughed heartily.
"With the super-grade destiny star, the trend has been achieved."
In the woods, the frosty-faced Concubine Jiang You watched Li Qingxian come out and glanced at Zhou Hen outside the examination room. She was about to go to the Criminal Department when she glanced at the Demon Sect monk outside the venue, frowned, and stopped in place.
Li Qingxian walked out of the door, the morning light shone on his face, he smiled slightly, then he stopped smiling and took out the communication charm plate.
"Uncle Zhou, please tell me when you hear the news. How come your half-life was shattered?"
Li Qingxian stood in front of the gate, holding the communication talisman in his hand, and stood quietly.
In the mysterious picture of everything that happened, everything that happened slowly flashed through my mind without any blur, and everything was no different from ordinary things.
At this time, Shen Xiaoyi walked over with a frown on his face and said as he walked: "It's really weird. As soon as I walked out of the door, many memories were blurred. I just remember that Ye Han hurt me and you saved my life. I..."
The morning light fell on Shen Xiaoyi's face, flashing the light color of morning glow.
Shen Xiaoyi looked up at Li Qingxian and saw that Li Qingxian's face was calm, as if something important had happened. She knew it was inconvenient to ask, so she stood aside.
The rest of the people came out one after another, Song Baige ranked ninth in the top two, and said with a smile: "Qingxian, I remember that you were very good at Guidi, but I forgot the details..."
Song Baige noticed that Shen Xiaoyi was winking at him, so he immediately shut up and carefully observed Li Qingxian's face.
"What's wrong?"
Only then did Li Qingxian realize that he had to hide his memory and said: "I also forgot what happened, but I remember that the half-life I gave to Uncle Zhou was shattered, and I am contacting Uncle Zhou..."
Li Qingxian was talking when the summons plate moved slightly. It was Zhou Hen's summons.
Li Qingxian looked in the direction he came from and saw Yu Ping and Zheng Gaojue waving and shouting excitedly.
Han Anbo just smiled slightly, which was different from usual, as if he was worried.
Zhou Hen had a gloomy face.
Li Qingxian's heart skipped a beat and he hurriedly opened the communication charm plate to listen to what Zhou Hen said.
"Sir, he... was besieged by the Demon Sect's Punishment Department and died in battle."
Li Qingxian let go of his hands, and the messenger plate fell to the ground, bounced up, and fell down.
Shendu City, Ministry of Punishment.
Looking from a distance, golden lights as thick as an arm and ten feet high converged on the streets of Xingbu.
The sound of reading aloud could be heard faintly.
If you look carefully, you can see that each of the scholars is holding an open ancient bamboo slip in both hands. They don't look at the road, they just read softly and move forward involuntarily.
The ancient bamboo slips in their hands seemed to be ordinary, but a golden light as thick as an arm emerged and rushed into the sky, ten feet high.
The person holding the bamboo slip has the lowest grade of nine and the highest grade of four.
Lines of golden light roads are paved between each adjacent two people. If you look closely, you will see that the golden light roads are composed of texts from the scriptures of the saints.
The words flow and the road is like a book.
Hold thousands of books and travel thousands of miles.
All the scholars are connected as one by the path of words and the sound of reading, with a sacred aura wafting around them, like an unbreakable and invincible formation.
People who saw this scene from a distance even vaguely felt that the entire divine capital city seemed to be included in this formation.
Ordinary people were just curious, but when the monks saw the stack of books, most of them were so frightened that they fled away.
"The big attack is coming!"
"Why is Wen Xiu so crazy? Doesn't the Ten Thousand Volumes Library only fight against monsters? How can the Imperial College be used to besiege the Ministry of Punishment?"
"The scholars in Shendu are crazy!"
The monks had just been running around for a while when they saw groups of Taoist monks going to the Ministry of Punishment. They saw acquaintances and asked hurriedly.
Only then did everyone know the whole story.
"The thieves from the Criminal Department are crazy! Just because Mr. Gang Feng once participated in their concerts, and just because Li Qingxian led a small attack to victory and took off their underwear, they are going to harm Li Qingxian. The beautiful lady Zhou Chunfeng protects Mr. Gang Feng's son
, did not hesitate to be hostile to the Ministry of Punishment, and even exposed that the Ministry of Punishment had set up a private magic chamber in the capital to harm the people. Who would have thought that the people in the Ministry of Punishment were so crazy that they surrounded and killed Mei Tanhua when she was out of the city. Who knew that Mei Tanhua hid her strength, and was immediately promoted to the third rank, massacred
A killer from the Ministry of Punishment. Before he died, he was worried that Prince Yuan would harm Li Qingxian, so he went to Prince Yuan's palace, beheaded Prince Yuan, and finally died in the Yewei Yamen."
"The Punishment Department has gone too far! Previously, they secretly framed and arrested King Jiangcheng, and now, only a few months later, they are surrounding and killing Zhou Chunfeng. It is simply a wolfish ambition!"
"Mr. Chunfeng is such a good person, but the Ministry of Punishment wants to kill him! Mr. Gang Feng fought against the pillars for the sake of the country and the people, and now there is only one child left, and the Ministry of Punishment won't let him go! Damn it, I will attack him too.
Punishment Department!”
"What a fucking demon! I've been putting up with it for a long time!"
Ten thousand scholars holding thousands of volumes of books were scattered in all directions of the Ministry of Justice.
From a distance, the golden light beams looked like nails, tightly surrounding the Criminal Department.
Under these golden lights, the path of words flows, absorbing all the power of the divine capital.
Spiritual energy, luck, national luck, Xingbu Qi, Momen Qi, etc. are continuously injected into the bodies of tens of thousands of scholars, and continue to flow among all scholars along the path of writing.
It seems that the scholars are not here to attack, but just to read.
They read carefully and recited loudly, like children learning from the beginning.
After a while, the golden characters seemed to overflow, slowly floating and rising, and finally turned into a huge golden mask, like a golden hemisphere, holding the punishment department upside down.
The golden words that make up the hemispherical mask flow and collide, each word is sacred, and each sentence is awe-inspiring.
Slowly, with the Wanjuan Stack as the center, a light wind blew in all directions.
Not long after, everyone in the entire divine capital city was sniffing in confusion.
Waves of gentle breeze exuding the fragrance of ink came from nowhere, blowing on my body like willow wind caressing my face, warm and fresh.
The gentle sound of wind could be heard in the ears of people all over the city, and their minds were at peace. Even the aches and pains on their bodies seemed to be healed by this power.
Everyone seemed to be in a trance, smiling, feeling the wind blowing, feeling the sound of the wind, and the beautiful memories of the old days appeared before their eyes.
With the sound of thousands of volumes of reading, the whole city is looking forward to the old year.
The disciples of the Nine Talisman Sect appeared quietly and threw one spiritual talisman after another on the roads, walls, and roads around the Punishment Department.
The talisman slowly disappeared into the building and the ground, disappearing.
Gululu...
There were three hundred bullock carts in a line. After approaching the Ministry of Punishment, they dispersed into the streets and alleys.
On each bullock cart, on the left and right sides, sat a sword cultivator. They opened the curtain covering the bullock cart.
A pair of shining silver stainless steel swords are arranged neatly.
Each bullock cart carries a thousand long swords.
The sword cultivators on both sides stood on the car, stretched out their hands to grab it, and a sword flew into their hands. They aimed at the ground and pushed it gently.
Like falling into water, the long sword entered the ground and disappeared.
Three hundred thousand swords were buried in the ground one after another.
