Layers upon layers of pavilions and courtyards, one after another, constitute the entire city, a quiet scene of red walls and blue tiles.
The tallest learning tower in the city, 325 meters high, is the library that stores the largest and most complete books.
At this time, learn the top of the tower. The sound of reading came from the academy below. There is also the sound of reciting poems in the garden, and the music of operas and operas, which drift with the wind and permeate the entire city.
Shua!
A tall figure wearing a sky-blue cloak suddenly appeared on the top of the tower.
Standing on the top of the tower, the silhouette overlooked the whole city, and there was a hint of regret in the sky-blue fluorescent eyes.
"Actually, I really don't like to attack the powerless. But Confucianism is the only exception. God loves the world, but the world gets a lot, but they think that it is not a gift, but self-improvement. This is the most fundamental sin of Confucianism."
"My lord." Another masked man in a black robe with a blue border appeared behind him.
"Ignorance of God's grace and insatiable greed are part of human nature. So we need to let them know awe every once in a while. Remember an old saying that tells villains to fear power and not be virtuous, and that's it."
"It makes sense. God loves the world, but he has to keep it from crossing the boundaries. Whenever this is difficult, the meaning of my being a priest appears."
The figure turned slightly to look towards the center of the city.
The sun shone on his face at this time, revealing a standard spirit face.
Black whiskers thick above the lips and running sideways to the chin.
His face is square and large, with extremely dark eyebrows, many faint red spots on his cheeks, and his skin is as rough as a poorly polished slate. Grainy, bumpy, unusually thick.
"Let's go. Go and get rid of Yue Dewen's handwriting."
He took a step forward, his body fell freely, and fell straight down from the top of the tower more than 300 meters away.
The subordinates behind him also jumped up, spread their wings on their backs and glide forward.
Not only that, behind the learning tower, densely packed people in black robes with blue borders flew in like birds, rushing towards this temporary base camp of Confucianism that had only been built for a few years.
when!
when!
when!
The huge, heavy bell rang.
"Who!? Dare to trespass on the school!"
"Enemy attack!"
"Fast forward to the avoidance place!"
One after another shouted loudly into the sky.
At the same time, there were densely packed Confucian masters leaping up to meet the enemy.
The man in the black robe with the blue border quickly fought with the Confucian master.
Just a touch will cause a lot of casualties.
As for Shen Mu, when he was about to hit the ground, he suddenly slowed down and slapped to the side.
There was a loud bang, and the others flew towards the center of the city like a sharp arrow.
"Dare!"
shot to block.
In the final pose, his body has grown to four meters tall, and huge muscles are twisted around his body like tree roots.
But before the two giant forces touched the priest, they stopped suddenly. Then turned around and punched the opponent strangely.
"I am a **** and shepherd, and mortals must not be disobedient." Shen Mu slowed down, tapped the roof of a residential house with his toes, and turned over and landed gently.
At this time, he had already entered a secret courtyard.
There is an old locust tree planted in the courtyard, and a gray and white delicate stone tablet is erected under the tree.
The stele is engraved with all kinds of scriptures in small characters.
This is a stone tablet that looks quite ordinary to ordinary people.
But in the eyes of people with spiritual cores.
The text carved on the stone tablet is all emitting white light at this moment.
At the same time, streams of pale white smoke were continuously being drawn from the air in all directions, converging and pouring into the stele.
"As expected of Yue Dewen, carrying the fake body formation, even this ancient formation can be improved and used here. Share the burden of gathering power.
At the same time, it can also win over Confucianism, which was originally neutral and swaying. Become a force under your own hands. "
Shen Mu sighed in admiration, the more Master Yue knew about this new national teacher, the more he felt that this person is proficient in martial arts, formation, medicine and everything. And each one can be called a great talent!
"Unfortunately... such a talent cannot be used by my Lingfei."
He raised his hand and struck the stone tablet like lightning.
Boom!
The stele instantly fell apart, the white light dimmed, and turned into a pile of broken stones.
At this time, there is the aura of the great master of the Confucianism Palace, and he is approaching here quickly. But the strange thing is that these great masters can reach this place in a few breaths, but they are always circling around.
Shenmu sighed again, turned around and left suddenly, and disappeared in place before the Confucian people arrived.
Yellow sand is all over the border of Daling, in a barren desert.
The golden sun released fiery rays, baking the dunes and hills extremely hot.
Among several sand dunes, there is a flat open space with relatively firm ground.
More than a dozen tall men and women in gray and white emery cloths are struggling from a small
Something was excavated on the ground between the ruins.
They didn't use any tools, but they dug with bare hands and five fingers. Also very efficient.
In just a short while, a large rectangular pit three meters long and two meters wide was dug out.
"Found it!" Suddenly one person shouted in surprise.
"Bring it up." There were still a few people standing by the bunker, who seemed to be the leaders, and gave orders after hearing the words.
"Yes!" Soon, with the joint efforts of several people.
Deep in the bunker, a strange coffin made entirely of copper-colored metal was slowly lifted out.
Bang.
The bottom of the coffin hit the sand, splashing a small piece of yellow dust.
At this time, the leader stepped forward to check, then hurriedly raised his hand and released a firework into the sky.
The red fireworks exploded suddenly, even in the desert at noon, you can see and hear more or less.
Shua!
It wasn't long before the fireworks exploded, less than ten years ago.
Three figures appeared on one side of the coffin at the same time.
The headed one is a white-haired man with lavender eyes.
The man was dressed in black, with a slender and well-proportioned figure, and his long hair was tied in a bunch and hung behind him. There is an indescribably strange rhythm in the walking movements.
Even if he is wearing a mask, he can still feel that he must have been a handsome and handsome young man when he was young.
Except him.
There are two other people, one with gray hair and messy hair, wearing a tiger skin, showing most of the strong and burly upper body muscles.
The other is dressed in a dirty gray robe, carrying a white long sword, his eyes are flickering, constantly switching between softness and impatience.
These two people are Tianpeng and Dijiang who came to witness together.
"Open it." The purple-eyed man said calmly.
The four stood at the four corners of the coffin and worked together.
click.
There is some kind of mechanical gear turning faintly inside the coffin, forcibly locking the coffin lid and preventing it from opening.
The four of them broke out with all their strength, and they barely opened a gap in the coffin.
"It's time to meet friends." The purple-eyed man said softly. "Damir, how long are you going to sleep!?"
As soon as he said this, everyone around was shocked.
Damir! ?
That seems to be the name of the emperor who has long since fallen!
But isn’t the emperor dead? How could it be here again, in a coffin in this barren land! ?
Boom!
Tianpeng Liehu grabbed the edge of the coffin lid with one hand and exerted force suddenly.
The entire coffin was separated with a bang, and the lid was lifted far away, smashing into the sand.
At this time, everyone can see clearly.
In the coffin, lying on his back was the corpse of an old man with a kind face and a square and plump face.
The old man is wearing a golden cassock. Around the head, chest, and waist, there are all kinds of amber, dzi, jade, and gold ornaments.
His hands formed the One God Zang Seal in front of his body, and his body complexion was as red as life, as if he was just sleeping, but not dead.
It's just that everyone knows that Damir has been dead for many years. In such a hot and dry environment, not to mention corpses, even living people, if they don't eat or drink for a few years, they will definitely become mummies.
But everything that appeared in front of them completely overturned everyone's common sense.
"According to the agreement, your Emperor Kun. I brought it."
The purple-eyed man took a step forward and took out a dark golden ball from his sleeve.
He placed the ball carefully in the middle of Damir's sealed hands.
In the middle of the Shenzang seal, there is exactly an eye representing the void, and the dark golden ball is just placed in it.
click.
Just when the golden ball is placed in the middle of the mudra.
Shua!
Damir's eyes opened suddenly, and the muddy black and gray eyes quickly shrank the pupils, reflecting the bright blue and scorching sky.
"Fake death for many years, welcome back." The purple-eyed man on the side stretched out his hand to him.
Inside the Immortal Cave.
There was a splash of water.
In the thick dark red blood pool, a figure suddenly jumped out, gently landed on the edge of the pool and stood still.
The **** robe dragged to the ground, Zhang Rongfang slowly opened his eyes, his pupils had completely turned a deep black red at this time.
There is no white of the eye, but the place that originally belonged to the white of the eye has turned into pitch black.
The position that originally belonged to the pupil turned dark red.
"Didn't you find out that Yuxu Palace is about to start fighting? Why don't you go there?" Bai Lin asked in his mind.
"No hurry..." Zhang Rongfang replied lightly.
"Not in a hurry! Your master is almost finished! Didn't you say you were going to save your master?" Bai Lin felt more anxious than him.
"What are you waiting for!?" Zhang Rongfang didn't reply.
The achievement of the perfect body must have a substantial improvement. But this improvement is not at all easy to explain.
He glanced at the second blood pool pit that had basically been built on the other side.
With the first boilerplate case in hand, it wasn't too hard to build the second. The previous time was mainly spent on experimental testing.
Close your eyes and open the property bar.
There are already fourteen more available attributes.
He didn't hesitate, adding everything to life.
The life instantly becomes 1586.
Soak it again, and it will satisfy the whole body in one go!
Zhang Rongfang ignored the used blood pool, and the second son walked up to the new blood pool, raising his hands flat.
hiss....
In an instant, countless viscous blood flowed down from his arm, quickly covering the bottom of the second blood pool like a blood blanket.
Soon, the blood began to give birth to a new digestive tract, forming a perfect digestive system outside the body.
Zhang Rongfang came to the nine pill furnaces again, and put in a little bit of his own flesh and blood one by one, allowing them to grow out of the stomach wall in accordance with the blood water differentiation.
The last is the metabolic purification filter system.
