Taishang asks longevity

Chapter 1072 Violence
The twelve gods, as ferocious as in the legend, frightened everyone for a while.

Li Changsheng and the old man were also shocked, as if they did not expect that the legendary son of a god would be so violent.

However, if you think about it carefully, it makes sense.

Looking at the gods at home and abroad, the gods in the Eastern lands, who enter the realm of gods from humans, still have a benevolent heart, but in East Asia, Western Europe and other places, the gods are lofty from the moment they are born, respected by their blood, and they will be revered forever. Kill as you like, and treat all living things as worthless.

You can see it clearly by looking at the myths and legends in the West and other places.

Many gods do whatever they want, whatever they want, and what they do is no different from demons, but because of their blood, they have been aloof and revered as gods since birth.

The same is true for these twelve gods. Although they have survived for 8 years, no one has dared to disobey them. As time goes on, their personalities will naturally become unusual and become very cruel.

Today, these cultivators questioned him face to face and suffered unfair treatment.

Batianshen's face was cold, and his eyes were cold-blooded and ruthless. He swept away all the practitioners and said coldly: "Today, I will let you leave the Temple of Heaven...but without my order, you are not allowed to leave this city at will. Anyone who violates it will be killed." amnesty……"

After the words fell, he flicked his sleeves, turned around and left.

Six Heavenly Gods and Ten Heavenly Gods also let out a cold "hum", turned and left.

When the three gods left, everyone was relieved, with lingering fears in their hearts.

In just a short moment, dozens of practitioners were killed. Under the eyes of everyone, the Eight Heavenly Gods showed no fear at all, making people angry, but they dared not speak out.

When they came out of the mansion of the gods, many practitioners were still in shock.

"What should I do now... I still have important things to do... Now the murderer can't be caught, and I can't leave the city..."

"Hey...it's so good, how could such a thing happen, if I knew it earlier, I wouldn't rest here...I didn't expect..."

"If you ask me, this murderer came prepared, so he will not be caught so easily...I'm afraid...we will all be trapped in this city..."

"These twelve gods have such a cruel personality, maybe they will kill people later..."

"..."

When many cultivators came out, they talked a lot, and their faces showed sadness.

"Oh... I didn't find my friend, and I encountered such a thing. Fortunately, I was able to hide quickly, otherwise... I'm afraid I would become the ghost under the sword of the eight gods..."

Lu Zixu walked ahead alone, with an annoyed and very sad look on his face.

He himself didn't expect that he wanted to come here to seek refuge with his friends, but who knows... he became a suspect.

"This friend..."

A voice sounded from behind Lu Zixu, and a hand was placed on his shoulder.

Lu Zixu's body trembled, and he suddenly turned around, only to see a young man and an old man looking at him with smiles.

"you……"

Lu Zixu's heart tightened, as if he hadn't recovered from the panic just now, he looked at Li Changsheng and the old man with some vigilance, and said, "You... what are you going to do?"

Li Changsheng grinned and said, "I was standing behind you when I was in line just now. I heard that you were in trouble and wanted to come here to seek refuge with friends. I don't know... what kind of trouble are you in?"

"I……"

Lu Zixu frowned, and after thinking about it carefully, he remembered that there were indeed these two people standing behind him just now.

At this moment, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "I thought you were from the Temple of Heaven, but it turns out that you are both from the end of the world... Sigh... don't mention it... I..."

When Lu Zixu said this, he seemed to have something to say, which was hard to say.

Li Changsheng said: "I see that the breath in your body is not stable, and your true energy is a little messy. Is it... something wrong with your cultivation?"

As soon as he spoke, Lu Zixu's eyes lit up, he stared at Li Changsheng, and said, "How do you know? Yes, yes, yes... I did encounter a problem in my cultivation... Now, I'm stuck at the bottleneck, but I can't do anything. Unable to break through...I thought of my friend from before, thinking about these years...his cultivation has been unable to improve, so I thought of coming to him to see if he has any connections...Help me find an expert, give me some pointers... ..."

Speaking of this, Lu Zixu grabbed Li Changsheng's arm with both hands as if he had caught a life-saving straw, and said, "Dear man, you can tell that there is something wrong with my aura... Come to think of it, you must be an expert... you Didn't you just say you want to help me? This...can you give me some pointers..."

He is now emotionally agitated, and he seems to have forgotten the shadow of being almost a prisoner just now.

Practitioners, in the final analysis, are most afraid of not being able to break through in the matter of cultivation.

Li Changsheng couldn't understand the troubles of many people.

For Li Changsheng, he was willing to be suppressed by the way of heaven at the beginning, and he had stagnated in the realm of half-immortal for a thousand years. For other cultivators, every step forward was as difficult as ascending to the sky. The realm of half-immortal, for For many people, it is a threshold.

Of course, the same is true for Lu Zixu.

Li Changsheng smiled lightly and said: "I am destined to be with you... Otherwise, you can go to my residence with me, and I can help you once. I see that your breath is not stable. I think you made a mistake when you were running the cycle, but ...It's not a big problem, it only needs a few days of adjustments to recover..."

"Okay, okay..." Lu Zixu's eyes widened, he nodded his head like pounding garlic, and said hastily, "My name is Lu Zixu, I don't know how to address you two noblemen?"

Li Changsheng smiled and said, "Just call me Li Changsheng, this... you can respect him as 'Old Mister'."

The old man's identity is extraordinary, and his name cannot be casually reported to outsiders, so... Li Changsheng has something to hide.

"I will never forget the great kindness and virtue of Master Li and the old man..."

Lu Zixu was so grateful that he couldn't help himself, he was about to give a blow to the two of them, but fortunately Li Changsheng supported his arms.

"Go, follow me back."

Li Changsheng said.

Lu Zixu calmed down, quickly followed behind the two of them, and headed towards the restaurant.

"You two, were you arrested by the Temple of Heaven as suspects just now?"

Along the way, Lu Zixu had nothing to do, so he asked.

Li Changsheng nodded.

Seeing this, Lu Zixu sighed, and said: "The people in the Temple of Heaven are too arrogant...there is no law at all...although this place is their territory of the twelve gods, they...can't do whatever they want like this Bar!"

"In Mount Sumeru, this matter is no longer a surprise!" Li Changsheng replied lightly.

Not so.

Li Changsheng had encountered this kind of thing in the territory of Prince Ming's Mansion, and now the twelve gods are more powerful and famous than the four masters of the palace family, so naturally they are even more airy.

(End of this chapter)