I live forever in the realm of comprehension

Chapter 36 The Prestige of Foundation Establishment (Happy New Year)
It is precisely because of the existence of this seal that Master Chengshan took the name of Chengshan.

This is his famous magic weapon that he has sacrificed for a long time!

The Qingshan Seal flew out from Master Chengshan's hand, and made a turn in mid-air, and soon became extremely huge.

From a mini hill that could be held in the hand, it became a huge rock with a size of several feet!
Such a huge bluestone seal, just randomly hit it, its power is unimaginable.

Now being sacrificed by a foundation-building real person, with the blessing of the foundation-building mana, the power can be imagined.

The Qingshan seal has not yet fallen.

He Song saw a group of black-clothed monks running away from the periphery of Xianfang in a panic, and fled frantically to the outside of Xianfang.

These monks who fled with their lives were the evil cultivators who had previously fought against the law enforcement team.

It may be due to inaccurate information.

Or maybe it's because of being too greedy.

These evil cultivators have been raging in Xianfang for so many days, yet they still have the guts to stay here.

But looking at the number of people, He Song frowned again.

The number of these monks in black is too small, only a dozen or so.

A dozen or so people shouldn't pose such a huge threat to Xianfang's law enforcement team.

Doubt in mind.

He Song's complexion remained unchanged, without blinking his eyes, he stared at the Qingshan seal in midair.

This was the first time he saw Master Zhuji make a move.

In the past, because he had never left Zhushan Xianfang, he had never even seen a monk's full-strength attack in the late stage of Qi training.

This time I have the opportunity, so I naturally have to increase my knowledge.

Under the eyes of a group of monks like He Song in Xianfang.

The Qingshan seal that was originally floating in mid-air also moved at this moment.

Not as bulky as He Song imagined.

The incomparably huge Qingshan Seal was as fast as lightning, and under the impetus of Master Chengshan's mana, it smashed towards the group of black-clothed monks like a meteorite.

The group of black-clothed monks were also vigilant. Seeing the attack of the Green Mountain Seal, they turned into birds and beasts and fled in all directions.

He Song took a closer look and even found that these people fled in different directions.

Except that no one was running into the fairy workshop, a fleeing monk appeared in almost all directions.

It seems that this group of monks are all good at escaping, and they all know to disperse and escape.

Rumble!
With a loud bang.

The huge rock turned into Qingshanyin slammed into the ground, smashing a huge hole in the originally solid ground.

Relying on inertia, the huge rock continued to move forward, plowing out a deep ravine on the ground.

However, the scene in front of him seemed to be astonishingly lethal.

But there was loud thunder and little rain.

A powerful attack that plows the ground into a deep ravine.

But he didn't even touch a single hair of those casual cultivators.

For a while, the monks of Xianfang who were watching all this were a little bit astonished.

Even He Song couldn't help but look at Master Chengshan with a trace of astonishment.

Foundation building real person?

That's it?

Can you smash people crookedly with a weapon?

Where is your consciousness?

But just when He Song was thinking this way in his mind, he glanced from the corner of his eye, and faintly noticed something was wrong.

A golden thread imperceptible to the naked eye has connected all the fleeing monks in black at this moment.

If He Song hadn't noticed the difference between the golden thread and the surrounding environment from the corner of his eye, He Song would have ignored this golden thread that is hard to detect with the naked eye.

Turning his eyes away from Master Chengshan, He Song rolled his eyes, and soon he was sure that he was right.

And right now.

Master Chengshan snorted coldly, and with a slight movement of his fingers, the golden thread disappeared in his hand.

immediately.

The black-clothed monks who were still fleeing in all directions were separated from their bodies in an instant, and fell to the ground like blood gourds rolling on the ground.

Before they even let out a scream, they fell to the ground and died.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of monks were decapitated and their corpses were separated.

These black friars.

Some are in the late stage of Qi training, and some are in the middle stage of Qi training.

For He Song and the monks living on the outskirts of Xianfang.

These people have high cultivation and strong strength.

If they face each other head-on, there is no chance of resistance at all.

You can only beg the other party not to stare at you.

But when facing a real person who built a foundation, these monks who could have been domineering outside the fairy workshop were like ants at this moment, and they were killed by the real person Chengshan at will.

Master Chengshan just shot casually, and these monks turned into corpses all over the ground at the same time.

a time.

Needle drop can be heard throughout Xianfang.

Everyone was stunned by Master Chengshan's hand.

Killing more than a dozen evil cultivators casually, the strength of Master Chengshan's Foundation Establishment Realm was fully revealed.

He Song's scalp felt numb as he scanned the bloody corpses outside Xianfang.

Is this the Foundation Establishment Realm?

What a majesty!
What a grand style!
What a strong strength!
However, after killing these dozen evil cultivators, Master Chengshan looked into the distance and snorted coldly.

"Forget you to escape quickly!" After saying this, Master Cheng Shan looked inside the Immortal Workshop with a hint of fear on his face.

"What are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and rebuild Xianfang!" After leaving a sentence, Master Chengshan waved his hand, and dozens of storage bags flew out of the ground, and fell into the hands of Master Chengshan.

At the same time, a khaki ray of light fell straight into the exquisite courtyard in the center of Xianfang.

Until a quarter of an hour after Cheng Shan's figure completely disappeared.

Zhushan Xianfang, which could be heard falling needles before, slowly "lived" again.

After several days of raging evil cultivators, the periphery of Zhushan Xianfang was almost completely destroyed.

Most of the rental houses on the outskirts are dilapidated, only some unoccupied rooms still retain their original appearance.

However, now that Master Chengshan has returned, the safety of Zhushan Xianfang has also increased countless times in an instant.

The law enforcement team that originally supported the main beam no longer had the original tension at this moment.

Even He Song dared to go out with Wei Fan, and went to the outside world to have a look.

The outside world is safe.

When He Song went out with Wei Fan, both of them had a flash of joy in their eyes.

However, when the eyes of the two saw the dilapidated houses on the outskirts of Xianfang, they suddenly became sad.

"Well, I don't know how many of my friends survived this ordeal." Walking side by side with He Song, Wei Fan glanced at the dilapidated scene around him, but sighed in his mouth.

Although he didn't remind those friends to leave Xianfang for refuge in advance.

Although he did not choose to shelter those friends.

Although he didn't do anything for those friends.

But there is no shortage of sighs on the lips.

Ordinary friends, not friends like He Song and Meng Guan, don't feel bad when they die, and don't necessarily gain anything when they live.

In this cruel world of cultivating immortals, only being alive has value.

At the same time, disregarding the lives of others has almost become the most basic common sense among immortal cultivators.

　The author hereby wishes everyone a happy new year
　　
　
(End of this chapter)