Beginning to become a saint from the path of time and fruit - #289 - Chapter 288: Invite Confucian and Taoist saints with the help of your three-footed awe-inspiring pow
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The city of Xiangyang was destroyed, and the news could not be concealed at all.
Liu Guanshi of Shangzhu Kingdom fought to the death to stop Yuanmeng’s cavalry, and eventually died, wrapped in horse leather and sleeping in the yellow sand. This news could not be concealed either.
The news that Prince Zhao Shenyan, leading a team of courtesy officers, intends to seek peace talks between Yuan and Meng, cedes land and pays money to slow down the horses of Yuan and Meng’s cavalry, cannot be concealed either!
Three pieces of news, one more uproar than the other.
After it was reported back to Lin’an, it caused an uproar.
The whole Lin’an was in turmoil, and many people felt a little ridiculous and speechless. Many generals were furious, and their hearts boiled with murderous intent, but they could only hold the hilt of their swords, unable to rage.
Liu Guanshi of Shangzhu Kingdom was once a peerless military general. Before his death, he did not lose his reputation as a peerless military general and chose to fight to show his temperament as a warrior.
They didn’t have weak legs, weren’t timid, didn’t bow their heads, begging for peace and concession?
Unless Yuan Meng’s cavalry stepped on their corpses.
The civil servants in Lin’an City also felt sad because not only Liu Guanshi died, but also Prince Zhao Shenyan.
That was the prince, the crown prince of a country. Even in the Zhao Dynasty, they were all iron-clad emperors and smooth-talking princes.
but……
The prince died among the Yuanmeng Iron Riders in an extremely humiliating way. It must be said that this was also a shock.
What the civil servants were worried about was that the Yuanmeng side seemed unwilling to seek peace and insisted on attacking Xiangyang. This was not good news.
Their fear of Emperor Yuanmeng is deep-rooted.
Therefore, they were panic-stricken, worried that Yuan Meng’s cavalry would really reach Lin’an. Although they had their backs on God, the development of Shengxian Land was too short-lived, and there was also an Anle coalition watching from the side.
They were naturally very worried.
As for Liu Guanshi’s death, for the civil officials, all the blame for the failure of the peace talks would be placed on him.
They would feel that it was Liu Guanshi who insisted on confronting Yuanmeng, which made Emperor Yuanmeng angry and angry, so the peace talks failed and the capital for peace talks was lost.
In the academy, many students heard the shouts of the second concubine Pang Ji. Pang Ji was respected in the academy, and was more respected by the students than the great scholar Zhu Huoxi and the former third concubine Wang Banshan. Heavy.
Because of the close relationship between Pang Ji and the court, many civil servants in the court were students of Pang Ji, so many students respected Pang Ji very much.
However, this time, Pang Ji raised his arms and shouted in the academy, but no one responded.
They dare not respond.
Fa Yuan?
They don’t have the courage, and besides… they feel that it’s not them, the scholars, who should attack Yuan. What can they do if they are just scholars?
What caused Yuan and Meng to attack Xiangyang City was the fault of Liu Guanshi, a warrior in Shangzhu Kingdom. Why should scholars like them have to bear it?
Therefore, no one agreed, even if the respected Pang Ji mentioned it, they did not respond.
They even thought it was a joke.
Second Master…are you stupid?
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Xiangyang City was broken, and the Yuanmeng cavalry continued to move south. Wherever they passed, they were invincible. The army of the Zhao Dynasty had no intention of competing.
After all, the news that Prince Zhao Shenyan went to peace talks in person also came back, shattering the desperate beliefs of many warriors.
The imperial court is planning to negotiate peace, so why should they fight for it? Does it make sense to work hard?
Even if you resist Yuan Meng, won’t it lead to peace talks between the court and Yuan Meng’s army in the end?
It makes no sense at all.
Therefore, Yuan Meng was unstoppable along the way.
Smoke and dust billowed, the ground trembled and the mountains shook. The Yuanmeng cavalry were like dark clouds, shrouding them from north to south.
However, unexpectedly, the Yuanmeng Iron Cavalry did not take any dangerous actions against the common people and merchants in the destroyed city along the way.
This situation left many people confused and confused. Although the city was taken over by Yuan Meng, at least… it was not massacred or persecuted.
Many people inquired carefully and found out that it was an agreement between Emperor Yuanmeng and the An family.
Emperor Yuanmeng was also a man who kept promises. Since he promised Anle, he would not go back on his word. With his power, although the soldiers in Yuanmeng’s army were ready to move, they still held back after all.
“Your Majesty, we don’t actually need to abide by the agreement with Anle. How can we conquer the city and not reap the spoils?”
In the queue of the Yuanmeng army, Marshal Tu Lei stepped onto Emperor Yuanmeng’s chariot and made suggestions to Emperor Yuanmeng with a smile on his face.
“Through this journey, I have to say that the five hundred years of development of Da Zhao are really not in vain. It is too fat. In terms of wealth, it is indeed much stronger than our Yuanmeng. We also really know how to enjoy it. In a small city There are as many as five brothels… Tsk.”
Tu Lei was big and round, and his biggest hobby was to comfort women who lost their husbands and lost their feet. He rubbed his hands and couldn’t help but admire him.
Zuo Xiang Boyan gently shook his feather fan at the side and looked at Tu Lei with a half-smile.
He still couldn’t tell that it was Toure’s own thoughts.
Of course, Boyan also knew that for the Yuanmeng army, it was indeed a bit painful not to grab the treasure mountain when it was ahead.
However, after all, it was Emperor Yuanmeng who spoke personally, so they should abide by it.
In the chariot, Emperor Yuan Meng slowly opened his eyes and glanced at Tu Lei indifferently, with a terrifying pressure in his cold eyes.
“Turei, if you don’t want the power of the dragon vein, I can help you take it back. If you don’t want to take the position of marshal, there are others who are willing to take it.”
Emperor Yuanmeng’s voice was very cold.
This indifference made Toure suddenly change his expression and he quickly knelt on the ground.
“I have already spoken, how many times do you want me to say it?”
Emperor Yuan Meng leaned on his chair, his body intertwined with essence.
Tu Lei hurriedly kowtowed. As Emperor Yuanmeng stepped into the eleventh realm, he accumulated more power and became more terrifying than before.
If they were still human before, then Emperor Yuanmeng now feels like a god to them!
As a strong man who had followed Emperor Yuanmeng for so long, Tu Lei naturally knew whether Emperor Yuanmeng was really angry or fake.
“Your Majesty, I was wrong, Tule was wrong.”
Tu Lei said quickly, not daring to mention it again.
In the chariot, the other strong men were also silent and did not dare to say anything.
Zuo Xiang Boyan continued to shake his feather fan, chuckled and shook his head, looking at Tu Lei with pity.
“Do you really think that Gu is here to keep the agreement with An Le?”
Emperor Yuanmeng was tall and tall, and Dan Mo spoke.
Everyone was stunned, except Boyan who was not surprised.
Toure knelt on the ground, raised his head, scratched the back of his head with braids, and asked doubtfully: “Isn’t it?”
Emperor Yuan Meng was speechless. With this guy’s IQ, it was rare for him to reach such a high level. It was really not easy.
Zuo Xiang Boyan covered his mouth with a feather fan and couldn’t help laughing.
“It is the power of the dragon veins of the Middle Earth that helps you to advance to the tenth realm. To strengthen the power of the dragon veins, it is not feasible to kill indiscriminately. The people of Great Zhao were originally the people of the Middle Earth. Although the Great Zhao moved south, But the roots are in the middle-earth, so…if we attack a city, we will slaughter a city…the power of the dragon vein will only become more and more depleted.”
Zuo Xiang Boyan said softly.
Emperor Yuanmeng’s face showed admiration, and it was obvious that Boyan was right.
His burly body sat upright on the chair.
“I’m not afraid of An Le. Why did I make an agreement with him? Although we said we would attack Zhao together and attack Shengxian Land… but even if we don’t do it together, so what?”
“Of course, since Gu has agreed, and there is a need for the power of dragon veins, it will naturally follow this need.”
Emperor Yuanmeng leaned on his chair and said calmly.
“This is the last time I will say, if anyone asks again, I will be punished and the army will be more careful.”
Zuo Xiang Boyan immediately clasped his fists and bowed, expressing his compliance with the order.
Tu Lei, who was kneeling on the ground, nodded repeatedly.
It turns out that it has something to do with the power of dragon veins… That really needs to be restrained.
Tu Lei can now step into the ten realms, but it is closely related to the power of the dragon vein. If it is not blessed by the power of a dragon vein, it may take some time for him to break through the ten realms, or he may not even be able to break through.
He naturally cherishes this opportunity very much, and he will be in a hurry with anyone who dares to destroy this opportunity.
suddenly.
The chariot slowly stopped.
Tu Lei was stunned: “What? De’an City is here?”
Zuo Xiang Boyan shook his head and frowned slightly, as if he had not expected this situation.
Emperor Yuanmeng’s eyes were deep, and he was sitting on the chair without moving much. The power of the nine dragon veins around him was like nine divine dragons, intertwining and strengthening his Qi.
His eyes looked outside the chariot, as if he had seen through the chariot.
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The morning light is dim, mist is floating on the field, the sky is dark, and the dewdrops on the grass blades reflect the light in the environment, like fireflies in the dark night.
In the wilderness, the green grass swayed slowly in the breeze, and hanging dewdrops swayed.
A figure came from the other end of the field, walking slowly and slowly, with a thin body, a stooped figure, and an old face…
In his dying years, it seems as if he will be blown down by a gust of wind at any time.
The figure was wearing a washed green shirt that was almost white, with a head full of white hair, flying messily in the wind.
On the other side of the wilderness, there was the Yuanmeng Iron Cavalry, a mighty and dense army.
The terrifying military power was like a blood-colored flame, burning in the wilderness, soaring into the sky, distorting the world, shocking people’s souls, and making their bodies tremble.
That is the number one army in the world, the Yuan Meng Iron Cavalry, invincible in all directions, destroying countless powerful enemies!
The old man’s thin body slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with turbidity and a bit of relief.
Relieved because he was finally able to atone for what he had done.
The reason for relief is that only by facing the terror of the Yuanmeng Iron Cavalry can we understand why so many people are afraid of the Yuanmeng Iron Cavalry and choose to retreat and choose peace talks.
“However, when a country is in danger of life and death, how can we choose to retreat out of fear, throw our face to the ground, and trample on it to our heart’s content? Scholars should not be like this. Scholars must not only have the wisdom to govern the country, but also have the ability to resist the enemy. courage.”
The old man spoke softly, as if he was teaching his students in the black-tiled and white-walled building of the liberal arts college.
At this moment, there was no student behind him.
No one listened to his teachings but himself.
Among the Yuanmeng army, Tu Lei had already walked out of the chariot and stood on the chariot, wearing armor and squinting his eyes.
“Just an old man?”
“You’re just an old man, planning to stop Yuan Meng’s cavalry on your own?”
A disdainful smile appeared on Tu Lei’s lips.
This Zhao is really getting stupider and stupider.
He stood condescendingly on the chariot, looked down at the old man, and said with a sneer: “Old guy, you’re not here for peace talks too, are you?”
Although they are separated by a wilderness, one is on this side of the wilderness and the other is on that side of the wilderness, Tu Lei’s current state can clearly reach the old man’s ears when he speaks.
The ridicule was also passed on intact.
“To be ridiculed like this…”
The old man’s body trembled slightly.
However, he knew that Da Zhao deserved this.
His face full of grooves calmed down, he raised his head, his eyes were as deep as two stars in the dark night. He looked directly at the densely packed army, with no fear at all.
He saw Tu Lei standing on the chariot and said calmly: “If you don’t want to negotiate, come to atone for your sins, come… to defeat Yuan.”
The wind picked up again in the wilderness, blowing the green grass all over the ground and swaying, lowering the figure.
The old man’s words, carried by the wind, reached the ears of every soldier in Yuanmeng’s army, and there was a sudden sneer.
“Where did this old guy come from? He’s really not afraid of death… He’s still fighting Yuan?”
“Are you worthy of Fa Yuan?”
“Are you coming to defeat Yuan alone?”
“Do you think you are the monster An Le? Or the reincarnated immortal in the Lin’an Mansion of Great Zhao?”
Touré did not hide his sarcasm, full of laughter and disdain.
Then, the laughter stopped, he raised his hand and pressed it down hard.
“Run over.”
The voice was cold.
Give an order!
The war horses neighed, and murderous intent suddenly surged between heaven and earth. The terrifying military force turned into a bloody god of war, trampling on the earth, shaking the mountains and mountains!
On the field.
The old man in green shirt slowly raised his hands and waved them in a semicircle in front of him. He stretched out the soles of his feet wearing shabby cloth shoes and made a circle on the grass.
“Wenyuan, Pang Ji.”
He whispered softly and started to take steps. The wind outlined his thin body.
He was walking faster and faster, reciting the book of sages and reciting chapters of famous works that once belonged to him. In his body, his awe-inspiring righteousness surged, like a white python condensing around him, in the wilderness. He raised his head high, opened his mouth and roared.
The dark Yuan Meng cavalry rushed towards them.
The thin scholar’s shirt is also running in the wilderness, and the white hair is flying in the wind.
Like a mayfly, it slammed into a towering tree.
…
The army is in the chariot.
The palace inside the chariot presents a scene in the wilderness.
Emperor Yuanmeng sat on the chair, his face not changing much.
“who is he?”
Emperor Yuanmeng said calmly.
“Pang Ji of the Wenyuan… The second master of the Wenyuan is a figure who is not to be feared. Zhu Huoxi, the eldest master of the Wenyuan, is compared with Wang Banshan, the third master who has built an academy in Xiliang City and is blessed by the Wenqu stele. The most trivial.”
“Because this person is deeply involved with the Great Zhao court, the disciples he trained are all serving as civil servants for the Great Zhao court.”
“Our evaluation of him…a sour Confucian scholar, corrupted by glory and wealth, who has long lost his original intention of being a scholar, a sanctimonious Confucian scholar.”
Left Prime Minister Boyan shook his feather fan slightly and talked about his judgment.
“However, today’s move is really hard to understand…”
Boyan said.
How could Pang Ji come here alone to stop Yuan and Meng’s army, clamoring to attack Yuan?
Is there an entire army of liberal arts scholars behind him?
I heard that the greatness of scholars can become a river, but one person can become an army.
However, looking at Pang Ji, who was weak and charging alone…it seemed that the situation was not what he imagined.
Pang Ji… doesn’t seem to have any reinforcements.
“He had a death wish.”
Emperor Yuanmeng said.
He slowly straightened up and looked at the old figure with a little… interest and a little excitement.
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…
In Jiangzhou City.
In the tavern.
It was raining lightly, and the rainwater condensed into a bead-like rain curtain on the window edge of the tavern, pouring down continuously.
Anle had already finished sorting out the harvest and was continuing to drink.
He could feel the extremely tyrannical aura in Jiangzhou City, which was the transformation that occurred when Lu Yishan, Li Youan and others were refining the Origin Bead.
The aura of heaven and earth that was aroused was extremely majestic, causing the celestial phenomena to change.
This heavy rain will continue for a long time, until they complete the breakthrough, the rain will stop and the sunshine will be revealed.
Suddenly, Anle paused in his toasting motion and raised his eyebrows.
Within the body, the fifth Mountain and River Cauldron was vibrating slightly. This Mountain and River Cauldron, which was refined with the help of the awe-inspiring righteousness of the third mountain master Wen Lu Shang, was very obviously sensitive to the awe-inspiring power between heaven and earth.
At this moment, it seemed that something special was vaguely sensed.
“Someone is extraditing Haoran, and… is it an extremely huge Haoran?”
Anle was surprised.
In this world, there are only a few people who can seduce Haoran, but it is unlikely that they can seduce such Haoran…
“Literature College?”
Anle thought of a place he had not expected.
He looked to the north, which was the direction of Yuanmeng’s cavalry going south. Could this awe-inspiring movement be on their way to attack Yuanmeng? Scholars from the liberal arts academy went to conquer Yuan Dynasty?
impossible.
Anle immediately vetoed this. Scholars from the liberal arts academy… couldn’t possibly have such courage.
The liberal arts academy in Lin’an has long been reduced to a gilded place for the powerful, a place where they pursue fame and fortune.
Those scholars have long since lost this spirit.
If the scholars of the Academy of Literature were still willing to go out collectively to fight against Yuan Meng, Anle would not be able to pull the Wenqu stele away from the Academy, and there would be no need to build another academy in Xiliang City.
Peace is a snap.
A stream of light burst out, and the silver light was very brilliant.
It was the war puppet that he had not used for a long time.
As Anle’s cultivation reached the level of the Ten Realms and Three Disasters, Zhan Puppet’s combat power also reached the level of the Ten Realms and Three Disasters.
A war puppet of this level can be left to his own devices in this world.
Moreover, this war puppet is modeled after Emperor Yuan Meng. It has superior combat power, and with the blessing of Anle’s trump cards, it can definitely become a first-class strongman in the world.
Although there are many powerful people in Jiangzhou City, Anle is still not at ease. After all, Lu Yishan, Li Youan, Old Heavenly Master and Old Sword Master are using the Origin Bead. Lu Yishan and Li Youan may not be able to attack the eleventh realm, but Old Master The Heavenly Master and the Old Sword Master have the capital to attack the eleventh realm.
Anle naturally needs to help them protect the law.
If Zhao Xianyou sends other Eleven Realms to cause trouble, Anle can at least stop him in time.
With a thought, the power given by the third-level soul river was extremely majestic and poured into the war puppet.
In fact, in just a short while, Anle’s spiritual power had already detected the situation. It turned out that it was the second master Pang Ji who was fighting Yuan Meng alone.
“Atoning for one’s sins and killing Yuan?”
“Did you realize your mistake?”
Enjoy a glass of wine.
For his second wife, Pang Ji, Anle didn’t have much resentment.
There is no big grudge between them.
Now, seeing his second wife Pang Ji appear in the wilderness, attacking Yuanmeng alone, with the intention of dying, Anle couldn’t help but feel sorry for him.
He felt a kind of sadness, a kind of powerlessness, a kind of self-blame and repentance from the second wife.
Perhaps, he felt that Lin’an Literary Academy became what it is today, and there were inseparable reasons from him.
Anle’s real body never rushed, but with a flick of his finger, he controlled the war puppet to go.
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On the field.
The dense Yuanmeng cavalry instantly engulfed Pang Ji’s body, like a terrifying river and sea swallowing up an inconspicuous reef.
Suddenly, the reef emerged from the water, standing motionless as if it had penetrated the turbulent water.
It surged like a tornado. Pang Ji pressed it with his bare hands, and several Yuanmeng cavalrymen wearing armor and stomach were crushed to pieces. The white python transformed by Haoran’s righteousness twisted like a dragon, extremely domineering.
Just the first collision, Yuan Meng’s cavalry, which he thought could be crushed, was actually torn open.
Every time Pang Ji landed his palm, he would beat the elite soldiers wearing armor and stomach to blood, and even kill them directly. The surrounding area was cleared by the awe-inspiring white python, leaving a vacuum.
In the face of a siege, the best way is to keep the surroundings empty so that you can have room for emergency response. If you are suppressed by a swarm of enemies, you will easily fall into passivity and require extremely fast reactions to deal with attacks from all directions.
Pang Ji obviously achieved this with ease.
“Ten realms!”
Tu Lei, who was standing on the chariot, had his eyes fixed. The next moment, his body disappeared from the spot. He was holding a big axe, swung it up suddenly, and smashed it down.
It has the power of cracking the mountain, and the power of the avenue is released, which is extremely terrifying.
The awe-inspiring white python collided with the big ax of the Pishan Mountain. Powerful air waves blew in front of the two, instantly exploding layers of soil. The weeds growing in the field were also torn apart by the terrifying force. Broken into powder.
Tu Lei roared angrily, and with the blessing of the power of the dragon veins, like a winding earth-colored divine dragon, it howled and bit into Pang Ji’s awe-inspiring white python.
However, Pang Ji’s face was full of grooves, but there was not much sign of perversion.
He withstood Toure’s pressure without flinching and took a bold step forward.
Taking this step, the awe-inspiring feeling in his body surged up again, and Pang Ji’s whole vitality, soul, and even everything in his life burned at this moment.
Haoran’s white python ignited fire, became hot, and grew stronger, actually suppressing the power of the dragon’s veins.
Tu Lei’s face condensed slightly.
“I raised my arms in Lin’an and wanted to let the scholars in Lin’an come to attack Yuan Dynasty. Unfortunately… no one followed my footsteps. At that moment, I was confused. The students and officials who taught me… maybe it was all a mistake. ”
“But it doesn’t matter. Today, I will respond to myself and come to defeat Yuan.”
Pang Ji laughed.
His eyes were bright, and he raised his head to look at the morning light that tore through the clouds. His eyes were bright and full of energy.
“Today, I will lend you three feet of great power to attack Yuanmeng!”
Pang Ji shouted.
The words fell, loud and powerful, fierce and fierce.
Tu Lei, who was confronting Pang Ji, was shocked and felt a chill coming over him.
Pang Ji stared at the sky.
Suddenly, at the end of the sky, a figure slowly emerged. It was a puppet, with an unclear face and a burly body.
Dandan said: “I borrowed it from Haoran to defeat Yuan. It’s for Haoran’s sake. I borrowed it.”
Pang Ji’s body shook violently, his face was extremely complicated, and then he shook his head and smiled bitterly.
“Thank you Mr. An.” Pang Jida said.
boom!
Tu Lei, who was confronting Pang Ji, trembled all over and felt a sense of panic in his heart.
Peace?
Where? where? !
He immediately got away, no longer confronting Pang Ji, turned into a stream of light and retreated to the chariot…
Inside the chariot.
Emperor Yuanmeng’s eyes fell on the war puppet, his eyes were deep, and he vaguely felt a familiar aura on the war puppet.
However, at this time, he did not deal with the war puppet.
Instead, he looked at Pang Ji.
Borrow your awe from the awe-inspiring people in the world?
In the sky, the war puppet was suspended. He raised his hand, and suddenly the majestic sword energy surged down and penetrated into Pang Ji’s body at an extremely fast speed.
Pang Ji’s body shook.
He smiled gratefully, clasping his fists and bowing: “Mr. An, what happened in the past was all my fault. It is also my fault that the liberal arts academy is in the present state. Today I am not only attacking the Yuan Dynasty, but also atone for my sins.”
The third holy mountain.
On the holy mountain, between small buildings.
The tall and straight body of the third mountain master walked out of the house and looked in one direction.
“Using Haoran to defeat Yuan?”
“The heaven and earth have righteousness, and are mixed and endowed with manifolds.”
“borrowed.”
The words fell.
The body of the Third Mountain Master suddenly erupted with a terrifying torrent of awe-inspiring righteousness. It was as white as a river and sea, pouring into the sky, crossing the clouds, and crashing into the distant wilderness like a waterfall.
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Jiangzhou City.
Wang Banshan was preaching in the city, and there were many students wearing Confucian shirts following him, listening quietly.
Suddenly, Wang Banshan stopped talking and raised his head to look in one direction.
His expression suddenly became very complicated.
“Second Master…you will find your way back when you have gone astray.”
“The biggest fault is not yours. What is wrong is the general environment of Lin’an. What is wrong is the students who are unstable.”
“However, today you are fighting against Yuan alone and are determined to die. I will not disappoint you.”
“You and I have also sat and talked with each other, appreciated poetry and paintings, gone boating on the lake, and exchanged knowledge…”
“I borrowed it.”
The second wife, Wang Banshan, sighed, holding a scroll of sage books, his Confucian shirt suddenly flew up, and the explosive force poured into the sky and crashed into the sky.
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Beside the ancient road, in the pavilion.
The official Zhu Huoxi, with his scholar’s shirt flying, his hands behind his back, and his eyes complicated.
He didn’t say much, didn’t express much emotion.
He said everything that needed to be lamented and said to Pang Ji in front of Basho in the Academy of Literature.
Now, Pang Ji borrowed Haoran, so he borrowed it.
A powerful force burst out from the pavilion.
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Xiliang City.
In the academy, the Wenqu stele standing quietly suddenly glowed with starlight.
A little bit of awe surged out of it, turning into a long river and rushing towards the horizon.
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On the field.
Pang Ji raised his head, his eyes filled with tears.
He looked at the awe-inspiring lines emerging from the sky, and felt a mixture of emotions in his heart.
If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening.
Today, what he heard was the same thing.
Only then did he know how to reach a state of like-mindedness with these people. Now he knew that he could die at night.
He felt the vastness of too many familiar people.
He felt the awe of Wang Banshan who had become a stranger, and still remembered those years with Wang Banshan.
“Pang Ji, thank you all.”
Pang Ji cupped his fists and bowed, holding the ceremony.
next moment.
All the vast rivers flowed into his body.
Boom boom boom!
Pang Ji’s body flew up directly and was suspended in mid-air. He was no longer old, his white hair turned into black, his ravines were gone, his glory was like time flowing back, his crotch was gone, he was as tall and tall as a pine tree!
Pang Ji’s whole body began to glow.
He bathed in the aura borrowed from all the awe-inspiring ones in heaven and earth.
Laughed loudly.
The aura on his body continued to rise. His cultivation level, which had only entered the Ten Realms and One Disaster for the first time, actually broke through the shackles at this moment and continued to rise.
Ten Realms, Two Disasters, Three Disasters, Half-Step Venerable, Origin Realm!
Climbing up!
at the same time.
Behind Pang Ji, a huge light and shadow formed by the awe-inspiring aura emerged.
“Today, I will lend you Sanchi Haoran to invite Confucian and Taoist saints to defeat Yuan Meng!”
The light and shadow of the saint appeared on Pang Ji’s back.
He raised his hand to draw a circle, and a giant palm appeared in the vastness of the world, slapping Yuan Meng’s cavalry army from a distance.
“Today, I invite Emperor Yuanmeng to die.”
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