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Chapter 253 Someone has to guard you
Fang Bi was in a good mood after being able to have a large amount of Shenyuan coins in his account. He suggested: "Let's stay in the world of the common people for a longer time. There will be chaos after the big change. Without the pressure of the gods, I'm afraid it will cause devastation to all living beings." .”

Yuan Hou nodded in agreement and said: "Gather the Nascent Soul masters in this world and set rules for them to maintain the order of the world of common people."

You definitely can't just walk away, otherwise the merit you get will be greatly reduced.

Things must be done from beginning to end, old rules must be broken, and new regulations must be established until masters emerge in large numbers.

Chen Mou smiled and looked at the dark silver vial: "Jiang Shenji, it's not appropriate for you to stay outside for a long time. Why don't you go back to the Thunder Cave first?"

The little thunder figure at the mouth of the bottle apologized: "I can't accompany you to sort out the follow-up, please forgive me." Then Fang Bi said to Fang Bi alone: ​​"Gou Ling, let's talk next time, take care!"

Fang Bi no longer smiled and joked, folded his hands, bowed in front of his body and said solemnly, "Brother Jiang, take care of me!"

After sending Jiang Shenshi away, Chen Mou led the two of them to fly east. On the way, they met many spies sent by various forces to inspect the source of the people. The statues in the market temple collapsed, and they all guessed that they were the people they were worshiping. Something is wrong with God.

Seeing the three people flying from the direction of Cangshengyuan, with extraordinary bearing and incomprehensible appearance, the spies gave way.

Chen Mou heard some fragments of words and knew that many low-level monks and mortals had been lost in the market. The statues behind them crashed and collapsed, and the disaster of the gods came to an abrupt end. He did not waste time on the road and flew to the chaotic Yunbo Market. .

"Hey, all the forces below, please listen to me. The gods of the common people have gone against the grain, suppressed one realm, and violated the laws of heaven. We have been ordered to encircle and destroy them. The world of common people will slowly recover its aura, and everyone will have the opportunity to practice to a higher level.

"However, we are here only to save the suffering sentient beings in the Cangsheng Realm. We cannot stay for a long time, and we cannot bear the chaos after the Cangsheng Realm loses its shackles. You all will spread the order. Ten fourth-level monks from the Cangsheng Realm will come to Yunbo Market to meet. I have something to tell you, and if it doesn’t come within ten days, don’t blame me for casting a spell to cut off his future for advancement and breakthrough.”

Yuan Hou appeared ten feet tall, and the blood on his body had been cleaned up long ago. He hovered over the Yunbo Market, and his shouts could be heard hundreds of miles away.

The fifth-level aura was revealed, and the majestic pressure made the monks and demon cultivators below bow to the ground, daring not to violate anything.

Fang Bi released golden light divine power from his body, giving the people below him another majesty. He smiled and said: "There is no circle without rules. The ten fourth-level strength leaders are temporarily leading the way, so they have to take on the responsibility of maintaining order in various places. As a reward, we can Give them some tips on how to advance to the fifth level."

Without some benefits, some slippery people may not dare to come, fearing that something unexpected will happen to them.

There were mixed sounds of thanks below.

Someone looked up and saw Chen Mou's appearance, and recognized him as the mysterious golden elixir monk who once did a business of exchanging elixirs for materials with the fourth level in the market.

The three of them disappeared into the air in full view of everyone.

Once it was confirmed that the three masters who could kill gods had left, the Yunbo Market suddenly exploded, and everyone sent out summonses one after another.

Chen Mou sent Lao Yuan back to Luofen Slope to recuperate, and he and Fang Bi returned to Taisu Mountain. They could not take care of the world of the common people in every detail, and their merits would be complete if there were no mistakes in the general direction.

Fang Bi chuckled and resigned. Ten days were enough for him to break up and refine the few remaining souls of the evil gods suppressed in the altar into the altar to enhance the power of the magic weapon.

Chen Mou found Xu'er and briefly told Xu'er about him, Fang Shanshen and Lao Yuan killing gods.

Ten days is not a long time, it goes by in a blink of an eye.

Chen Mou looked at the cursor on the jade biscuit. It was still not fully formed and was still in a fuzzy rotating state. He guessed that maybe the beginning and end of the common world must be completely solved before the cursor can be finalized?
Chen Mou, Yuan Hou, and Fang Bi appeared above Yunbo Market again.

A strong aura was released, and ten figures flew from the mountains in the distance. Among them were Wei Yuanji, Cao Hui and others who had done business with Chen Mou. Each of them felt a little uneasy.

They confirmed that the person who came was undoubtedly the fifth level, and they also recognized the mysterious Taoist priest who did the business.

The common god has fallen, and they don't want to give up the opportunity to go further.Chen Mou greeted the ten people and went to the guest house where he had lived. He explained some rules to the ten top monks in the common world. There was no need to hit the drum with a heavy hammer. They were all aware of current affairs. The ten fourth-level monks Ensure the peace and order of the area.

Later, Yuan Hou and Fang Bi pointed out some doubts about spiritual practice raised by the ten people.

About an hour later, Chen Mou and the others flew into the air and disappeared without a trace.

The ten people who were holding hands below could not see the clues, and they became more and more alert. They did not dare to ignore the instructions given by the superiors. They must do it themselves and supervise their subordinates to do things solidly.

Those three other masters from the lower realm will definitely come again.

Fang Bi chose to stay in the world of mortals for the time being. In his words, "Someone has to guard it for a while. I will collect some scattered divine power."

He can return to the fifth level of cultivation in the common world.

……

In the distant upper world, in a cave that has been sealed in dust for many years.

The old man with a withered face sat cross-legged on the jade platform. The coldness and indifference of the old face disappeared, revealing a trace of relief: "One step away, and everything is lost. I have been traversing the lower and upper realms for thousands of years, and finally I was defeated." The end is pathetic!”

The methods he deployed in the lower realm brought endless troubles to his journey to overcome the tribulation and the realm. It was not until the idol was destroyed and his divine power was exhausted that he had the opportunity to commit suicide.

He had long been tired of the endless torture for thousands of years.

In the cave where the light of jade emitted, the sound of cracking porcelain suddenly came out.

Cracks appeared on the old man's face, hands, and body, and traces of Yuanli and evil spirits emerged. Green flames suddenly burned and soon enveloped the old man's entire body.

"Ashes return to dust, dust returns to dust. The sins of this life will be repaid with one body. Maybe there will be an afterlife."

The old man's voice gradually became softer and fell into silence.

The green flame burned for a long time and extinguished, leaving the jade platform intact, leaving only a handful of ashes.

High on the empty mountain peaks, desolate bells are ringing.

The death knell was also sounded on the other three peaks thousands of miles away. Teams of men and women dressed in plain white, throwing magic white flowers, flew to the "Moutong Peak" that had just lost its owner, chanting scriptures and hovering. Ancient rituals of salvation are performed around the mountain peaks.

They did not fall to the ground, their expressions were solemn.

There were many monks and servants within a hundred miles of Mouton Peak. They bowed in the direction of the main peak and left quickly.

The white flowers of spells thrown by men and women practicing and chanting sutras in the air gradually covered the entire mountain top and bottom, sealing up the past of a generation of masters. This is the rule of the famous Tongtian Sect.

The descendant of Tongtian failed to survive the tribulation, and his body fell into the mountains and was sealed.

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(End of this chapter)