Chapter seven hundred and twenty eight painting the world
At the end of May, the sun became hot. Since the world's number one, the people in the world who wandered around the capital chose to leave Chang'an at almost the same time. There were also fellow Green Forests who came to join in the fun. They all chose to remain silent, and some of them could not suppress them. After being fed a few sips of strong wine, they finally told the story of what they had experienced in the city, which caused many people in the world to be shocked.
"You really saw it with your own eyes?"
The branches swayed in the wind with the cicadas and cries. Pedestrians and businessmen traveled to and from the official roads and tea sheds on the roadside. Many rich men carrying swords and swords called a few bowls of wine or herbal tea. Listening to being surrounded in the middle, a slightly famous colleague talked about what happened in Chang'an City.
"I haven't seen my fellow practitioners from Chang'an, and I don't even have weapons in my hands? The old man raised his hand, and all the guys in his fellow practitioners' hands flew into the sky, and many... many flew out of the light. You don't know that they were all rolled together, like a giant dragon following him."
After hearing the story, I thought that these Green Forest colleagues who entered the city lost the competition, so I made up some words to cover up my face. After all, losing is a loss of face, and it will be difficult to get a name in the world in the future.
The knight sitting alone at the table snorted twice and laughed out loud: "There are no such gods and ghosts in this world? I licked knives in the world, killed many people, and watched many people being killed. Why didn't I see anyone you said? Nothing!"
However, in the next few days, more and more such rumors spread from Chang'an. What I saw on that day was not only seen by people from the world, but also by the people in the world who rushed to watch the competition. After a few days of calmness, they spoke it as a topic of conversation and people. Compared with the descriptions of people from the world, it seemed even more mysterious. The people who were already suspicious were stunned and could not even close their mouths.
Under the hustle and bustle? Hundreds of fast horses have already rushed out of the prosperous city in a few days? Almost everyone has one or two portraits, with more than ten or twenty people on each painting paper? They run from the capital to the southeast, southwest and northwest at an extremely fast speed with the emperor's will? They convey and copy the counties they encountered on the way, and then there was no response like the rocks sinking into the sea? Then, they quietly emerged while the night was shining. Stars ran around in all directions.
The fast horse passes through the forest and hills? The clouds wander in the night sky, and a golden meteor hides away from the clouds, and directly passes through the night and falls further.
The mountains in the distance sink in the darkness? For a moment? A light lit up between the dense gaps of trees. The outline of a figure walked out, holding a five-colored flame banana fan in his hand and came to the clearings in the forest. A pair of people danced their hands on their faces and eyes swept around? It gave people a sense of pores.
Ruddy...
The forest was rumbling, and several trees were separated from each other. The fat man pushed the big tree blocking the road with his elbows. He walked out with his huge Xuanhua axe and saw the lonely figure on the opposite side. The giant axe in his hand was slid to the ground. The feet were shaken slightly.
The sound is like a bell? It echoes the open space.
"Yang Ren, Jiazi Tai Sui, where is my Heavenly King?!"
"Why are you back alone?"
There were a few figures coming out from the woods around him, looking at the only one Jiazi Taisui standing there in shock. Before they took action, Yang Ren and the four gods of the desolate star Zhang Guifang went to rescue the king of Tota Li Jing, while here they went to other places to contact the gods and immortals who came to the world. After all, it was not above the sky. The suppression of their divine power by the Wanling Array and the Dharma Images were only in the world, so it was difficult to summon all the star generals thousands of miles apart.
While speaking, several gods who walked out of Linye came over and looked at him. Seeing that he was not injured, they frowned, "Where are the other immortals who went with you, and the heavenly kings?"
"I've saved it, but I don't have a chance to leave."
Recalling the scene at the Chang'an City God Temple a few days ago, Yang Ren clenched his fists on his face and then opened it, "Lu Liangsheng's cultivation is much higher than before, and he can tie the two immortals present. However, this time, it was mainly because of carelessness and was defeated by each one. This mortal practitioner is really cunning."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound of weapons falling heavily into the ground, and his fat body rushed towards him and suddenly fled.
Bang!
The five-colored flame banana fan lit up and blocked it. Yang Ren still smoothed back a few steps, lowered the banana leaf fan, and shouted loudly.
"Giant God, what are you doing?!"
"It is not good to save my king, I can't hit you!"
The giant god who threw down the giant axe had an angry face, his beard stood up like a steel needle, and he wanted to rush to the second punch, but was stopped by several gods around him, separating the two gods for a distance.
"I'll calm down my anger for a moment. When I go to the earth, the gods under the Nine Netherworlds are not in harmony with us. Just as the king returns to heaven today, he is about to unite."
"Hmph, the practitioners of the lower realm are really annoying. I can't wait for my true body to come down, so they can show off their might."
"I already know that I know Wang Lingguan, and I will probably meet with us soon."
"What about the rest?"
"All the Tiangang Stars were found. Except for the Earth Short Master who was beaten back to the sky, the Earth Demon has reached sixty-three now, and the other stars have also reached twenty."
"I also found the gods of the Dou tribe, and they were accompanied by the immortals of the Thunder tribe, but there were only one or two of the Fire tribes and the Plague tribes, and the rest might be in the south or northwest."
"Now these are almost done. It's better to rely on your identity as Yang Shi to make a fuss, just like when he followed King Wu to attack Zhou."
"It just so happened that I was in the Shang Dynasty and didn't go with everyone. This time I had a great time with the immortals."
"Then we have made up our minds. Let's go back and use this identity to gather people to make trouble for him. The other immortals will naturally respond when we know that we are making trouble."
The night clouds wandered and exposed the moonlight. Several figures talking in the clearings of the forest discussed for a while, bowed to each other, and lit up divine light and soared into the sky, and flew away from the night sky.
The mountains, rivers and rivers overlooking, bathed in the moonlight, the barren village, the moonlight shone into the dilapidated window frame. A man named Dou Jiande raised his face and looked at the flowing light passing through the night sky. His eyes were golden. He stood up and took the long soldiers leaning against the corner of the wall, walked out of the door. He heard his wife's cry behind him and turned a deaf ear. He practiced martial arts in the yard. Soon the sky gradually shone. The village believed in his youth and strongness and gathered.
The morning light pushed the dark edge across the undulating foothills. The man carrying a giant axe in the village called the brothers in the village. At one moment, he clenched his fists like a hill and raised his giant axe. In the sunlight, the coldness reflected in the floating flag of Wagang, dense bandits shouted loudly.
The sun shone through the water waves, and the white horse in the green grass shook its mane and lowered its head to eat the grass leaves. The sparkling water surface reflected a handsome face. The young man in white robe looked up at the sky, pulled up the silver spear on the ground, whistled, called his mount, turned over, and ran wildly.
The sun was as bright as a torch, and the wind was strong. The toad Taoist who felt the scorching summer in summer took a sip of iced sour plum soup under the eaves. Not far from the shade of the trees, the breeze blew by, and the old donkey yawned and lay down again.
Knowing and knowing ~~~
In the midst of annoying cicadas, Lu Liangsheng, who was sitting in the shade of the tree, raised his face to look at the light falling from the gaps of the trees, shaking with the branches, like stars flashing.
I gently closed the book for several days and had already mastered it.
The sun passed through the clouds, and on the bustling and lively street, a fast horse ran towards the Furong Pool, jumped off the horse's back in front of the mountain gate, and raised his hands towards the soldiers waiting on both sides.
Chapter completed!