I have been experimenting with medicine in the Palace of Longevity for 30 years

Chapter 239 Saints' Training!
Hearing this, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, no matter how thick his old face was, could not bear it anymore.

An old bastard dares to insult the human race like this.

The many officials of the Ministry of Rites behind him were even more excited, and they wanted to rush up and argue with this old bastard.

Of course, everyone is a treacherous and cunning generation. Taking pictures of this old bastard's first-rank realm, they only dare to stand still and breathe out their fragrance, and they don't really step forward to scold them.

The sky was falling, and there was a tall man staring at them. At this moment, they were still waiting for how the Minister of Rites would respond.

The Minister of Rites waved his hand to stop the crowd, and then said with a smirk: "We don't know the deceitfulness of the human race, but the monster race, such words as the heart of snakes and scorpions, the ambition of wolves, the heart of jackals, etc., have been handed down from ancient times to the present. Now, there should still be some reason."

"What a big dog!"

There was a trace of anger on Prime Minister Gui's dark face, and he cursed.

The monster race was originally born in the wilderness, and although it has a long heritage, it is not good at speaking. It is simply a self-inflicted humiliation to practice Confucianism.

"Dogs also belong to the category of monsters. Immortal envoys must not humiliate themselves."

Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites persuaded with a smile, as if he still kindly reminded.

The officials of the Ministry of Rites who were present, as well as the many monks who were observing the matter in the dark, all laughed and turned their backs.

"you"

Prime Minister Gui's dark face suddenly turned livid.

But as soon as he uttered a word, he quickly shut up, for fear that the Minister of Rites would find a loophole in his words.

Pausing for a moment, Prime Minister Gui's face darkened, and he said nothing, but the power of the first-rank powerhouse in his body was released in an instant.

In an instant, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and visions emerged.

Within ten miles around, the water vapor condensed, gray and dark clouds rolled in, and the canal set off huge waves several feet high, about to overturn the dam.

The tyrannical coercion of the first-grade demon king was undisguised, and he directly pressed on the human monks present.

Minister of Rites suddenly changed his expression. In his perception, Prime Minister Gui's coercion was like a mountain pressing directly over him.

Although he is a Confucian cultivator at the peak of the second rank, he still couldn't resist the coercion of the first rank monks, and "thump, thump, thump" stepped back several steps in a row.

"Calm and calm!"

The Minister of the Ministry of Rites shouted loudly, and the great righteousness burst out of his chest, emitting white light, trying to defuse the coercion of Prime Minister Gui.

A mysterious force descended from the sky, fixed the dark clouds all over the sky, dispersed the water vapor, and the sound of the wind stopped immediately.

Just when Ribu Shangshu's face softened a little, he thought that Prime Minister Gui's coercion had been blocked.

The surrounding visions only stagnated for a moment, but they were crushed at a faster speed than before.

"Crack!"

Hearing a crisp sound, Minister of Rites felt a pressure as heavy as a mountain, directly bending his spine and breaking his knees.

Kneeling on the ground, blood foam and bones flew across.

The Ministry of Rites showed pain in writing, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and then said word by word: "There is gold under the man's knees!"

As the words fell, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, who had already been crushed to the ground, poured righteous energy into his shattered knees, golden light shone under his feet, and a burst of divine power suddenly arose, slowly propping his body up.

"Your Majesty!"

Prime Minister Gui showed surprise on his face, he did not expect that Minister of Rites would be able to stand up under such strong pressure from him.

With a stern voice, with the coercion all over his body and [-]% of his mana, he pressed down on the Minister of Rites again.

"Crack!"

Although Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites squeezed out all the potential of his body, after all, his cultivation level was a big difference from Prime Minister Gui's. With a loud noise, his knees fell heavily on the ground again.

On the ground, cracks spread like spider silk in all directions.

In the blink of an eye, a deep pit with a radius of ten feet appeared at the place where Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites knelt.

The Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites almost fell into half of his body.

At this moment, the awe-inspiring righteousness in his body was almost exhausted, but he could no longer produce a trace of strength to make himself stand up.

"Little ants dare to stop the prime minister."

Prime Minister Gui showed contempt on his face, and stepped lightly on the back of Minister of Rites, who was kneeling on the ground.

It didn't use mana, and Shangshu Ribu's back was not injured except for two dusty footprints.

It was just such a light step, but Prime Minister Gui's step seemed to be stepping on the backbone of all Daxuan people.

"Master Shangshu!"

Many officials of the Ministry of Rites who were present thought that the matter had nothing to do with them, so they hung up their heads high, but when they saw Prime Minister Gui's move, they also rushed forward frantically, trying to save Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites.

Although they usually take bribes and take petty profits, any Confucian cultivator who still has a three-point righteousness in his chest cannot ignore the actions of the tortoise prime minister.

"Humph!"

Prime Minister Gui looked at a group of human races who seemed to want to devour him, and let out a soft snort. Suddenly, within three miles, all the human races fell to their knees at the same time as if they had been slapped with a sap on their knees.

"Hehe, Daxuan Human Race, that's all."

When Prime Minister Gui saw all the human races kneeling on the ground around him, a wild laugh appeared in his mouth.

In this world, strength is still the most important thing, even if you are eloquent, what's the use in facing strong strength?

"Saint instruction cough cough!"

At this moment, the dying Minister of the Ministry of Rites, who had already been taken care of by coercion, coughed up scarlet blood foam, which stuck to the long gray beard of his jaw, and then a brilliant light burst out from his chest.

As the light came on, he didn't know where the power came from, and he actually stood up tremblingly against the mountain-like pressure on his body.

"Shike Kill Cough Cough"

Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites coughed heavily again. Not only did blood spurt out of his mouth, but also pieces of tiny internal organs seemed to fall on the ground.

But there was no pain on his face, instead, there was a hint of fascination, and he seemed to see in his eyes, the scene when he saw the sage admonishing him when he just stepped into Confucianism and Taoism.

Prime Minister Gui's eyes sharpened, he just gave a slight punishment, since this person is so ignorant, he doesn't mind, and he will abolish this person.

Before coming, the Dragon King of the East China Sea had already said that Emperor Jiaming of Daxuan had something to ask from the Dragon Palace. This time he came to Daxuan to greet his relatives, and secondly, to promote the majesty of the dragon clan and pave the way for the dragon clan to enter Daxuan.

So as long as Emperor Jiaming didn't act, he could do whatever he wanted.

Its figure flashed like a ghost, and in a blink of an eye, it landed in front of Ribu Shangshu, and then a black light appeared in the tortoise's claws, and it directly grabbed Ribu Shangshu's chest.

This is to break the sea of ​​anger in the chest of Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites.

Confucianism cultivators are different from other monks. Their foundation of practice lies in the sea of ​​energy in their chests.

Even hollowing out their dantians may have little effect on their cultivation.

But if the sea of ​​Qi in his chest is broken, his cultivation will be destroyed on the spot.

Seeing the attack of the tortoise claw, the Minister of Rites was fearless in his writing, his old face even had a holy light, and then he sternly shouted: "Don't be insulted!"

Sonorous and powerful.

As the voice fell, an incomparably dazzling and holy light erupted from the sea of ​​air in front of his chest. An old man dressed in a Confucian robe and a Confucian crown, with a blurred face and a book in his hand, suddenly emerged from the light out.

"Confucian saint!"

When Prime Minister Gui saw this person, his complexion changed drastically. The Confucian Saint is the second transcendent powerhouse of the human race besides the Immortal Doctor. Although his lifespan is not long, he is like a shooting star. Shine bright.

Slaying demons and gods, suppressing demons and cultivating human beings, fighting for a place in the foreign world for the human race.

In its bastard's head, it really can't figure it out, the Minister of Rites is just a second-rank Confucianism cultivator, how can he be able to summon the phantom of a Confucian saint.

But at this moment, he has no time to think so much.

Because the phantom of the Confucian saint who was originally lifeless in front of him suddenly had a flash of agility in his eyes, and then looked at Prime Minister Gui.

"not good!"

Prime Minister Turtle's complexion changed drastically, and his figure turned into a phantom, and he retreated quickly. The surrounding heaven and earth visions retreated into the canal as his figure changed.

Seeing Prime Minister Gui, the Confucian sage seemed to have a hint of anger in his eyes, which seemed to be an inborn aversion to the monster race.

I didn't see him making any movements, and a large golden character automatically jumped out of the book in his hand.

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