The heavens are vertical and horizontal, starting from Yitian

Chapter 216
Wei Yuan sighed in his heart, when he said those words, he expected that Emperor Yuan Jing would send Xu Qi'an there, but for the sake of great honor, knowing that would be the case, he still said those words.

Duke Huai's sudden death made the situation in the north unclear, Xu Qi'an's going here is a blessing or a curse?

A little while before the Dafeng court was shaken by the death of King Huai, an orange cat was lazily basking in the sun on the wall of a certain courtyard, flicking its tail.

Suddenly, the orange cat seemed to be stimulated by something, jumped up suddenly, startled the dog below, and barked at the orange cat: "Wow, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof!"

"Meow (stupid dog, don't bark)!" The orange cat stretched out its claws, and the dog's mouth was immediately blocked by something, and it could no longer make a sound.

The orange cat looked towards the north, with human dignity and horror on its furry face. He felt that his evil thoughts were gone, and it disappeared suddenly, as if being erased from the world.

Someone solved the evil thought clone for him?
His evil intention clone is the peak of the second rank, who has the ability to solve it?
Is it Jianzheng, the old immortal from the Witch God Sect, or the old bastard who has lost his humanity in Tianzong?Or those bald donkeys in the West?
The orange cat pinched its fingers to calculate, and searched according to the cause and effect of the evil thoughts. In an instant, he saw a thin scholar standing above a city, as if he was curious about his gaze, and the scholar looked back. He glanced at it, and said with a smile: "Ah, it turned out to be Taoist Priest Orange Cat!"

The orange cat immediately cut off the contact, but even if it was cut off, the horror in his heart was still unstoppable, the cat's body kept trembling, did the young scholar kill his evil clone?He knows himself?When did Confucianism produce such a master?

The young scholar's gaze fell into Jumao's heart, and Jumao found that he could never forget that glance, and the calm and smiling eyes seemed to be rooted in his soul.

'Oops, it's marked!But what kind of supernatural power is this? '

There was a human dignity in the orange cat's eyes. This imprint was beyond his comprehension. There was no trace of Taoism, no spiritual fluctuations, and it was directly branded into his consciousness.

This is Xu Qian's version of "Thinking Seal". His "Thinking Seal" is a real "steel seal", like a soldering iron, which can be branded on other people's souls at a glance.

'This person is definitely a first-rank powerhouse, so I have to tell Xu Qi'an and the others immediately! The orange cat jumped off the wall worriedly, and disappeared under the confused eyes of the dog below.

North, Yasukuni, on the mountain outside Jingshan City, an old man wearing a cloak and a hood is sitting under a tree, looking at a group of sheep grazing on the grass not far away, just like an ordinary sheep herding old man No two.

But not only is he not an ordinary old man, he is also quite respected. He is a first-rank great wizard of the Witch God Sect, one of the few first-rank strongmen in the world!

Suddenly, the old man looked at the towering and huge palace in Jingshan City, his figure was in place for an instant, and when he reappeared, he had already arrived at a palace, staring at a lamp that had been extinguished.

"I remember that Irbu went to cooperate with that third-rank martial boy of Dafeng, what happened?" The old man chanted an unpredictable incantation, his eyes flashed, and he relied on the great wizard's ability to communicate with Youxuan, and returned This book traces the cause of Irbu's death.

In the dim light, many pictures came into the eyes of the old man. He saw a city and saw a young scholar standing above the city, and then he was stunned. The young man spotted him and glanced over.

"Bang", the screen was shattered and destroyed by the tyrannical force. The old man spat out a mouthful of blood, and then his face was blank. What is he doing here?Why do you vomit blood?Why can't I remember?
A short message emerged in his mind: don't think about it, don't explore it.

The old man was surprised, what happened just now, but the witch god stopped it with his power, and told him not to think about it, not to explore it.

A thought came to the old man's mind: Could it be that even the witch god was troubled by that matter?
As soon as this thought was born, the old man quickly erased the thought, and meditated with a secret method to forget about it, because the only thing that can make the witch god feel troublesome is the existence of the same level as him...

That is no longer his field!

Xu Qian originally wanted to brand the old man, but during the process, a force came in, arbitrarily erasing the memory of the old man, and forcibly severed the connection.

"That power is the so-called witch god?" Xu Qian smiled, but he didn't worry about it. If he didn't hit it, he didn't hit it.

But in Chuzhou City, seeing the disintegrated corpse in the sky, Que Yongxiu trembled all over, and only one thought remained in his mind: that monster killed King Huai, how dare he, how dare he?

Xu Qian lowered his gaze, and invisible ripples swept across the entire Chuzhou City. Que Yongxiu and many of the great soldiers in the city were all disintegrated, their bodies turned into nourishment, and their souls turned into information.

After killing these people, Xu Qian looked at the quaint bronze sword. The Zhenguo Excalibur, which condensed great Fengqi luck, was trembling at the moment, and the sword was alive. Guojian knew that this person was extremely terrifying, and he was absolutely capable of destroying it.

So even when the figure was killed, it seemed to have a chance to escape, but it still didn't dare to escape.

Xu Qian waved his hand, and the sword fell into his hand. He picked it up and looked at it carefully, while laughing: "It's really interesting, how did the consciousness come about?"

That gaze made the sword tremble even more, and it felt that the monster would split and disintegrate in the next moment. At this moment, a voice came: "Friend Daoist, can you give it to me?"

Xu Qian looked up and saw an old man dressed in white snow and white hair like frost standing not far away, looking at him like a fairy.

Feeling the arrival of the old man, Zhen Guojian seemed to see a savior, and it trembled more violently. Xu Qian raised his hand and gave it a slap, which cracked the sword body, as if it would shatter at any time.

Seeing Xu Qian treat Zhen Guojian like this, the old man said helplessly: "It's just an artifact, why should fellow Taoists treat it like this?"

After saying this, the old man looked at Xu Qian, and said again: "I just met a little friend from another world before, and I didn't expect to see fellow daoist here again today. However, fellow daoist's strength is comparable to that little friend's." Too much higher, but I don't know why you came here?"

From Xu Qian, the old man saw the essence of the way of heaven, and different from him, this one's essence is even grander than his, but it is not as fine in some aspects, but from this, the old man can feel It can destroy him, obviously not as powerful as him, why can it destroy him?

Xu Qian subdued the Zhen Guojian, looked at the old man, and said with a smile: "Are you asking this as the official prisoner, or on behalf of this planet?"

This person knew his identity, but the kid surnamed Xu didn't know, how could he know?

This old man who talks to Xu Qian and looks like a fairy is none other than Dafeng Jianzheng, and at the same time the incarnation of heaven on this planet!
　The prisoner in "Da Feng Da Gengren" is the embodiment of Heaven, but according to the novel, it is just a planet-level Heaven. After all, the map in the novel is so big.

　　
　
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