I Studied Abroad in Modern Times - Chapter 382

Chapter 382 Baixian New Lord, go to the table for dinner

Zheng Fa Hao Hao Rishan Dao Guo is also because of fear.

Although Sister Zhang did not speak, they did not even have a look of eyes, but how could Zheng Fa understand her worry?

The Hao Ri Shan Dao Guo, who has been standing on his sleeves, is afraid of being unwilling.

Fortunately, this person looks more kind now -that smile is like meeting his loved relatives.

This sweetness all made him panic: due to the level of knowledge, Zheng Fa did not understand what the blood and rain in front of him meant.

Fortunately, the Hao Ri Shan Road gave him the answer.

“His Holiness Tianhe did not kill the Da Shou of the demon emperor, but he died in your hands …” He still smiled on his face, but he couldn’t help shaking in his tone.

“This is the first fruit that has died since this era, even since the previous era.”

He seemed to be boasting Zhengfa, but he was trying.

But Zheng Fa is also aggressive -I don’t say it!

Objectively speaking, Jiushan World World War I used the three avenue fruit levels of clear bamboo, Fusangmu and Qing Pingjian, which was very powerful.

But in essence to defeat the Da Zi Que Emperor, it is still the weirdness in his own body, or in other words, the dark hand left by the Jiuyou demon ancestor-

Da Self -Demon Emperor, really died in his own hands?

Where is the direction of him, the direction of the ocean, where is Chen Ting and the ghost immortal that have not appeared?

Mowing

Before half -pillar incense.

On an island, there is a altar, and the altar is made of rough black rocks. There are hundreds of beast totems on it. The texture of the totem has dark red red, like real blood flowing.

A nose sword was inserted on the altar, and it also had a dim light, as if the blood on the altar on the thirst.

Chen Ting and Ghost Xian Qin Mu stood in front of the altar.

As a cautious person who has just been resurrected, although Zheng Fa’s strength is still very far from him, the Da Zi Que Emperor still leaves his back hand:

Well, he did not figure out the bottom of Zheng Fa …

Wan Mao has already attached it, and has not yet received his trust.

The two of Chen Ting and the ghost immortal, from the perspective of the Da Zi Zuzu, are called loyalty to liver.

There are only them left in the Demon Demon, and they can still attract themselves!

Worthy of entrustment!

Chen Ting and Ghost Fairy also felt that the eyes of the demon emperor were very good.

Strangely, although Chen Ting is not Jin Dan, the ghost of the Madam God has been standing behind him, as if he is the main.

In particular, the dark pupil in Chen Ting’s eyes made him dare not even look up.

At the moment Zheng Fa was in the Demon Emperor, Chen Ting spoke.

“It’s time.”

“yes!”

The ghost fairy respectfully, the two kneeled in front of the altar and chanted in a low voice.

The prayer of the two was very low, and they could not hear the dust under the knee.

The latter was very high, and the sea of ​​clouds in the sky was shocked into fragments.

The light on the Ah Sword, from dark red, gradually black, this black is too pure, it looks a little bright, and people dare not look at it carefully.

At this time, the strands of runes came from all directions to form the virtual shadow of the demon emperor.

He still had a wound on his chest, but his eyes were still calm, but he was slightly doubtful.

Seeing Ah Ni Jian, he was full of joy in the eyes of the demon emperor.

A nose sword motionless and seemed very loyal, until … the black light swelled sharply, and only a bite, then ate the virtual shadow of the demon emperor.

“who?”

At this moment, Da Zi was aware of the wrong, struggling in this black light, but it was difficult to resist and could only roar two words.

His head turned, his eyes fell on Chen Ting and the ghost immortal. At this moment, if he couldn’t see that the two had problems, he would be stupid.

The ghost immortal didn’t dare to look up, but Chen Ting looked directly at his eyes.

At this moment, the Da Zi Que Emperor even guessed the people behind the scenes:

“Jiu You!”

“Only you, can hide …”

The shadow under Chen Ting’s body flashed, and a figure slowly walked out of the shadow.

No one can see the face of this person, and no one can see his body.

That pair of eyes, but brightly printed in the hearts of the three people -this eyes seem to contain the most intense emotions in the heavens and the earth, but they are extremely indifferent, like the ice condensed on a Sichuan magma.

“It’s really you!”

Da Zi was stubbornly split and combined with stubbornly dividing, supporting resistance to black light, but his chest injury became his greatest flaw.

The black poisonous snake was meandering in his body.

“It’s you, let me resurrect?”

“Did you plant your Dao fruit in my body?”

“Why …”

Jiuyou’s demon ancestors didn’t seem to be in a hurry, but they really answered his questions. This voice was not male or female, but the voice made by Chen Ting before:

“If you don’t resurrect, how can you die?”

“If you don’t die …”

“How can I achieve the treasure?”

His fingers, a black one, and a quaint book flew into the air. The book read three ancient characters, and even the ghost immortal didn’t know what it was.

But the big self -seemed at a glance at the demon emperor:

“Life and death book?”

Jiuyou’s demon ancestors laughed lightly, watching his shadows became darker, and seemed to be a little proud, he nodded and exaggerated: “It is worthy of being free.”

Da Zi was full of understanding and bitterness in the face of the demon emperor.

“The owner’s life and death, the cause and effect of the world … have you practiced this treasure?”

“Nothing.” Jiuyou’s ancestor, “If the fruit is not dead, how can I talk about the life and death of the host?”

“Five ancestors do not have a meteorological, why are you causing the world for the world?”

When I heard this, my head was even buried in the soil. Listening to this, the life and death book must be fully practiced. Isn’t it enough to die?

Have you ever finished the Xuanwei Five Sects?

He only felt that his thoughts of his ancestors were too magnificent and put him under pressure.

It was a big self -proclaimed emperor who suddenly thought of something. At this moment, he laughed:

“Do you want to improve the book of life and death?”

“Still want to avenge Tianhe?”

“You can … hide an era.”

“…”

The ghost fairy can’t wait to bury himself.

It is related to His Holiness Tianhe …

Otherwise, let’s talk about **** too much?

He can be familiar with this school!

Jiuyou Mozu did not answer, but his fingers were on the book of life and death.

The dense words are read on it:

“Zhou Yun, 1.36 million years old. In his early years, he learned it and was talented.

“Five thousand years old, the demon ancestor, killing hatred, can’t look up in the world, because the deceased is countless …”

“Prove the demon emperor again … He was seriously injured for Qing Pingjian, and died in Jiuyou Mozu.”

One page of paper, after writing a long life, his eyes turned on this book page, and his emotions in his eyes were complicated. A nose sword in his wound swallowed the spiritual symbol of his body.

In the sky, blood rains.

The Da Zi Dao Emperor looked at the blood rain that he was buried for herself, and suddenly laughed.

“Jiuyou, do you say Tianhe, regret it?”

Jiuyou Demon ancestor was slightly silent, and only said: “He will have no regrets.”

“I have no regrets.”

This is the last sentence left by the demon emperor.

After a moment, there was only Ah Nose Sword left on the altar, and there was no more than this demon emperor.

The life and death book standing in the void has become more and more secretive. Countless ghosts come from all directions in the sky and underground, turning into a short text, writing life and death.

The previous thousands of demon stuns are very strong, but in the eyes of the ghost fairy, this life and death book is another feeling:

He feels that his life is growing in this book, and he will also be attributed to this book …

Jiuyou’s Zuzu reached out, turned over the deadly book, incorporated in the sleeves, and looked at Chen Ting again, Chen Ting got up, and picked up Ah Nose Sword.

The ghostly fairy eyes on the side seemed to not care at all.

The two followed behind Jiuyou’s ancestors and looked at the battlefield of Zheng Fa and Da Zi Zi Zi Zi.

The ghost fairy can’t help thinking about it:

By now, he hasn’t figured out why Shengzu is hidden in the dark:

Or is there a lack of strength?

Or …

He thought about the words of the Da Zheye, and the relationship between Jiuyou Mozu and His Holiness Tianhe was not hidden. Do you have to hide it?

In this way, if someone knows that the Da Zi was died in the hands of the ancestor …

In this consequence, can Shengzu carry it without saying?

He was very scared!

The thought of the ancestor is really difficult to think.

Jiuyou’s ancestor looked at there for a moment, as if he was looking at Zheng Fa, and suddenly he laughed and turned into a dull night.

The night was just for a moment, and the sky was bright again. He had been with the two and disappeared.

Zheng Fa failed to see Jiuyou Mozu, but saw a very unexpected person-

Leiyin Temple is endless. It was really not discovered by Zheng Fa, but was discovered by Luo Shangxian of the Hao Rishan Mountain.

With an endless smile, the supreme bowl above his head, scolding in your heart, self -confidence-

He and Da were together, intending to be Zheng Fa. As long as the Demon Emperor was in the demon emperor, he wanted to clear the quiet bamboo. In any case, the cooperation was smooth.

Everything was good, the problem was:

Hao Rishan, Luo Shangxian.

Therefore, the Da Zi Dao Emperor asked him to hides in the dark to prevent Luo Shangxian shot, especially to prevent this person from capturing Hue Mulberry.

There is no problem with this plan:

The problem is that the big is the demon emperor, and the death is too fast!

Leave him alone here.

I don’t just feel that this life has not been so hard. He looked at Zheng Fa, and his eyes were unable to hide.

Obviously, like Luo Shangxian, because of the death of the demon emperor …

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

I felt scared.

Zheng Fa looked at it endlessly, turned his head again, and looked at Luo Shangxian on the side of the side, but didn’t say much. He looked at the people on the ground, hesitated for a moment, and swayed towards the Baixian League monk such as Aoki Zong:

“Divide disciples, guide refugees, count the number of people, and treat their injuries.”

Wan Mao died under his demon emperor, and the sea water had just faded, and the earth was full of mess.

The people of Xianxian are fine, but the mortals at this time are far from being dangerous.

The farmland has been washed into Ze State, and the house has been washed away.

It is conceivable that if there are no follow -up measures and hunger, the epidemic will take away the lives of these survivors.

If it was before, even if Zheng Fa thought of it, there was no extra mind to control it, as if the fairy door beside him was rarely controlled.

But now, he is naturally different.

The head of Aoki Zong and other monks looked at each other, seemed to be unaccustomed, and hesitated for a while.

But Zheng Fa’s eyes looked, all these people shrink their necks, and suddenly they understood one thing:

There is no objection to the people’s congresses who are killed by Zheng Fa by the demon emperor …

Can they have an opinion?

Dare to have opinions?

A group of monks fell into Yuntou, walked into the ordinary vulgar, began to soothe the people, and to treat injuries.

Seeing that they were obedient, Zheng Fa allocated a group of food in the Jiushan Realm and prepared to distribute them to these victims.

Zhao Jingfan followed his brother and walked among mortals.

To be honest, it doesn’t feel good.

The two counties were flooded, and most of the dead people accounted for more than 100,000 survivors.

Crying, prayer, wailing sounds surrounded them in their ears.

Bloody, soil, and sweaty smell on some people are suffocating.

Some corpses were crowded under their feet, pale faces, and rotten body made Zhao Jingfan feel creepy.

The elder brother in front of Zhao Jingfan couldn’t help throwing out a clearing symbol and distressed: “So many wounded, when will this be cured?”

He didn’t know, his heart was full of sadness.

Sister Zhang in the sky waved the quiet bamboo, and the golden light was like rain, sprinkled in this world of hell.

The sound of wailing gradually calmed down.

Those unpleasant smells were blown away by the wind, leaving only the fragrance of bamboo leaves.

Many people’s not serious wounds have begun to heal spontaneously.

Zhao Jingfan’s spirit is shocking -this work is much less difficult!

Qingmu Zong is very good at Danfa, and naturally has some research on medicine.

His brother took out a elixir and melted it in the water in the bowl. He waved his sleeve robe, and the water in the bowl scattered into a water column, falling on dozens of people in front of him.

A woman who broke her calf bone opened her eyes and stood up.

There is also a man with a half -armed meat from the branches in the flood, ecstaticly touching his intact right arm.

In this way, under a bowl of dan potion, dozens of serious wounded mortals immediately healed. They were rejoicing and panic, kneeling on the ground, and bang Zhao Jingfan and others.

Zhao Jingfan is inevitable a little happy.

But as soon as he looked at the brothers in front, he found that he was calm and looked very impatient.

“Brother?”

His brother’s lips moved slightly, and he glanced at Zheng Fa in the sky. It seemed that he remembered his relationship with Zheng Fa and barely squeezed out:

“I’m just … distressed Dan medicine.”

Zhao Jingfan lowered his eyes, and looked at the other monks of Aoki Zong. The expression on his face seemed to be like the brother.

He suddenly understood their thoughts.

It’s normal to want to come.

Not to mention that before they, there is no such awareness of treating mortals, there are, now that Aoki Zong has also been disaster. There are not many supplies, and there is one less elixir.

Zheng Fa asked them to heal these ordinary customs, and many people were unwilling.

It was just that Zheng Fa showed that the strength was too strong, making them dare not complain.

He looked at Zheng Fa and pursed his lips.

Mowing

Zheng Fa did not know the thoughts of these monks below, and knew that he didn’t care.

He has always felt that the monk was supported by ordinary customs -not only the issue of tax collection, but also many other things, but also in the practice of Jiushan Realm, he wanted to understand:

For example, the aura belongs.

In Zhengfa’s view, Xuanwei World is actually very vague in many systems, which is of course because of historical reasons.

Aura, the essence of this thing has not been fully understood now, but in Xuanwei, the aura is almost equivalent to a component of air.

Is that aura belonging to the monk, or is it all the Xuanwei people?

What about the extension, what about the spiritual veins? What about Linger?

Most of the chaos of Baixian League before was caused by this vague system.

Many things, he does not manage the Jiushan Realm, and will not think in depth.

He didn’t even think about how to influence, and he would not think about it.

He didn’t want to say that it was absolutely fair, but in fact, between the monks of Xuanwei and the ordinary vulgarity, between power and obligations, it was too unfair.

It is said that the person who is self -dedicated to the demon emperor … several times, at least hundreds of millions of vulgar died.

No one cares about these casualties, and even the most choices of the martial arts of Baixian League still let them die for themselves.

But in terms of rationality, without these mortals, Baixian League will receive apprentices in the future.

In terms of emotional perspective … Grandpa doesn’t like it.

Mowing

Because of the important thing to save people, Zheng Fa ignored the two sides of the fairy with Hao Ri Shanluo, but the two parties were always staring at Zheng Fa.

Seeing that he cares so much about these mortals, the two parties have different responses, but they don’t care much.

After a while, Mingde’s first stare was endless, and asked coldly, “Why are you here?”

Zheng Fa also looked curiously.

You know, it ’s not because the quiet bamboo has stabbed too much back in that year, and now … the goal is actually very good.

With endless forehead, how dare tell the truth?

“I …” I didn’t bite my teeth, and suddenly I remembered something and said, “I’m here to invite the head of Zheng to participate in the five sectors!”

The Five Zong League?

Zheng Fa blinked and didn’t understand too much.

But Luo Shangxian and others on the side, his face moved slightly, all looked at Zheng Fa, as if he was reminded.

Zheng Fa looked at them.

Mingde explained to him for the first time: “The Five Five Cross Alliances are because of the resurrection of the Da Zi Zuzu, and the situation of Xuanwei will change. My Xuanwei Wuzong wants to eliminate misunderstandings, discuss how to fight the Magic Gate, and a league. “

“I know from the name, only Xuanwei Wuzong can participate.”

Zheng Fa thought about Mu Qingyan’s “memory” and understood it all at once:

High emotional quotient, disappear misunderstanding.

Low emotional quotient, divide the site.

Although Xianmen is contradictory, it seems that it is relatively consistent on suppressing the magic door.

The endless meaning is that after this battle, Zheng Fa had the qualification to eat at the table?

He looked endlessly, and he knew that the man said this, for fear of being nonsense.

But … Luo Shangxian’s expression was not the case. He looked at Zheng Fa, but he couldn’t help nodding, as if he felt that this endlessly said, it made sense.

It seems that this person is actually frightened by the death of the demon emperor.

Instead of saying, “Zheng’s head is more powerful than the shoulder fruit, but also for my Xuanwei Realm to remove the disaster.

Behind Mingde’s first seat, he had never dared to mix this high -end brightness.

He worked hard for tens of thousands of years, and he dreamed that Baixianmeng became the sixth of Xuanwei. In the end, the dream was broken and his heart was discouraged. This dream only stopped in drunk.

To this day, he suddenly discovered the shortcut:

Give it to Zheng Fa, this Baixian League has gone without himself, this is the sixth Xuanwei!

Who dare not accept it?

On his face, a kind of sadness was full of sadness …

(This chapter is finished)