Wan Jianyi's expression changed from being stunned to being embarrassed, and then from being embarrassed to being calm.

There is nothing wrong, it’s just calmness!

Although Zheng Ming was very powerful in preaching the scriptures and letting the four saints gather together, Wan Jianyi was not wrong. Among the participants in Zheng Ming's preaching at this time, there was not even a saint.

That's right, what are you afraid of? He is the core disciple of the Lijian Sect. Behind him, there is a little saint standing.

A faint look of joy flashed in the eyes of the Holy Lord Longhua. For the Holy Lord Longhua, although he had to come forward to support Zheng Ming, otherwise he would seem to be jealous of the wise and capable.

However, now some people are asking for trouble for Zheng Ming. From his heart, they really like it. Even in his heart, there is a kind of troublemaker that can bring greater trouble to Zheng Ming.

"Ignorance, I'm ashamed to be with you!" The faint voice was a little cold, like a cold current, rushing towards the ten thousand swords.

Under this cold current, although Wan Jianyi looked unmoved from the outside, as if he had not heard these insulting words, in fact, his heart was trembling at this moment.

Qingdong Heavenly Lord deserves his reputation as the best in the Heavenly Lord. This kind of courage has been suppressed by his own momentum alone.

If it was in the battle, Wan Jianyi could be said to have no power to fight back at all. But now it is not a battle, so he can still hold on.

Seeing Wan Jian raising his head without saying a word, Qingdong Tianjun's face changed. Usually, as long as he scolded him, the person who was scolded would immediately kneel down and beg for mercy.

Now, although Wan Jianyi's mind has been suppressed by himself, it has not been destroyed. This shows that Wan Jianyi's mind is stronger than most of the strong people he has encountered.

"Mr. Zheng's scriptures are difficult for the saints to come and listen to. Will the saints come when you give the sermons? "The Qingdong Heavenly Lord's words were extremely sharp, like a giant axe, slashing down heavily at the sermons.

Under this gaze, Wan Jian felt that the blood in his body was frozen. He took a deep breath, and the true meaning of the Tianjian spread out from his body.

This true meaning is like a sword wheel, rotating in the void.

"My lectures, let alone saints, even sirs, probably not many people are willing to come and listen to my lectures!" Wan Jian said with great silence.

As soon as he said this, the Emperor Qingdong Tianjun shook his head. Although he stood up for Zheng Ming, he was unwilling to offend the Lijianmen too much.

Especially the little saint of the Lijian Sect, he is also a domineering person. Usually, this little saint has nothing to do and has to cause trouble for others, let alone bullying the small one by himself and hurting his core disciples.

He shook his head helplessly, and the Emperor Qingdong spread his hands towards Zheng Ming, looking like this hob meat, I really had no choice.

In fact, not only Qingdong Heavenly Lord, but others really have no choice. After all, Wan Jianyi has a background, and from the perspective of right or wrong, Wan Jianyi's words just now were actually not wrong.

Although Zheng Ming’s scriptures resonated with heaven and earth and let the saint come to listen to the lecture in person, there was really no saint in his preaching.

For such a mean truth, it really makes people feel that it is difficult to get started when facing a hedgehog.

Zheng Ming did not take Wan Jianyi's provocation much seriously. This is not how great Zheng Ming is. It is really Zheng Ming, at this time, he really didn't have anything to worry about with someone like Wan Jianyi who barked dogs.

What he wants is reputation value, and almost everyone present has given him reputation value.

If he hadn't wanted to tell the three thousand words of morality, and if he hadn't wanted to spread the three thousand words of morality, he would have stood up and ran away long ago.

"Thank you for your frankness in the Qingdong Heavenly Lord. It's just like this kind of thing. Why should you be serious about the Heavenly Lord?" Zheng Ming laughed and said, "It's like a dog chasing and shouting when a person is walking. Is it just because of the harsh shouting that he still has to yell at the dog?"

Zheng Ming said this without using a low voice, so almost all listeners heard the meaning of Zheng Ming's words.

Zheng Ming preached that most of the people present had revered and developed a favorable impression on him. In the eyes of many people, Wan Jianyi's useless nonsense just now was a kind of words that lost their face and were jealous of the virtuous and capable.

There is actually no need to say such words.

"Hahaha!" A loud laughter filled with noisy and bustling echoed in the void. This kind of laughter felt like rushing to the clouds for a moment.

Wan Jianyi's heart was bloodshot. He felt that it was the first time he had been born in so many years that he had suffered such a great humiliation. Faced with this insult, he had an urge to turn the sky over in his heart.

But he secretly warned himself that he should hold it back, and at this moment, he must hold it back. He provoked Zheng Ming first, so that he would have to return it.

Otherwise, the one who was embarrassed in the end was me. Although there were so many people following Zheng Ming to support him, as long as someone talked about this sermon, someone would definitely remember what he said.

That will make people all over the world feel that this preaching is not so perfect.

That's enough.

At this time, it is best for him to do nothing. As long as he holds his head up and holds it up no matter how others think of him, he will be more dignified and face-to-face.

"The heaven and earth are not kind, and treat all things as straw dogs!" The moment this sentence was drunk from Zheng Ming's words, a solemn and murderous aura surged into the sky in the void.

This kind of murderous aura is not fierce, but this kind of murderous aura seems to come from the ancient Hongmeng, covering the vastness and without anything to stop.

As the four saints with the highest cultivation level, when they were shrouded in this solemn murderous intent, they all looked up at the sky, and their eyes were filled with horror and fear.

At this time, what they felt was that the heaven and earth were like millstones, and themselves were like powder particles in millstones.

Although they are probably much stronger than ordinary powder particles, in the end, when most of the powder particles are ground, they will be directly crushed into crushed powder by this millstone.

The four people with thoughts flashed in their hearts looked at each other almost at the same time, and a sad aura enveloped the four people.

At this moment, the void seemed to be stagnant, and the entire Longhua Platform was shrouded in these lights. People of the Heavenly Lord, such as the Qingdong Heavenly Lord, were even more sad and angry on their faces.

As for those ordinary strong men, although they felt a sense of grief in their hearts, their feelings about the words of heaven and earth as if they were like the people on Longhua Platform were not as relaxed as those on the Longhua Platform.

"My friend, why do you have to speak so thoroughly?" A vast voice rang over Longhua Platform.

There is nothing to be said for outside warriors to appear on Longhua Platform. After all, it is not the first time that someone has appeared above Longhua Platform.

But for the people in the Longhua Blessing Land, they were all surprised. Because the entire Longhua Blessing Land was opened by the Longhua Saint Lord. Any warrior with a cultivation level whispering to the Longhua Saint Lord wants to use any great powers in this Longhua Blessing Land, he needs the consent of the Longhua Saint Lord.

They had no impression of this person, but this person came across the void. How could all this not surprise them and feel a sense of fear?

However, when he saw the visitor, the Holy Lord Longhua stood up from his seat and saluted respectfully to the visitor: "Longhua has seen the Assassin!"

The two words "Saint" were spit out from the mouth of the Holy Lord Longhua. For a moment, the surroundings were silent. Almost everyone, at this moment, looked at the person who came.

After all, the meaning represented by the word "Saint" is too powerful, too ignorant, too...

The Holy Lord Tiangang stood up from his position. He was always careless, but at this time, he still saluted to the person who came: "Tiangang pays homage to the Asahi."

"Qingxuan has met the Asahisaint!"

As he saw it, countless people bowed and bowed. Although it was not the first time Zheng Ming saw the Asahisaint, and he even used the hero card to kill the Great Saint, at that time, his spiritual sense was not his own at all.

As for his master, Master Three Dharma Master, although Zheng Ming had seen it, he was just a glance. Moreover, Zheng Ming's own cultivation at that time was much weaker than now.

At this moment, Zheng Ming looked at the Assassin again, and a solemnity appeared in his eyes. He felt that the person in front of him was not a human at all, he was heaven, his way, he stood in the heaven and earth, but also gave people a feeling that the heaven and earth around him were all under his control.

The sky collapses in a year, the earth breaks, the mountains and rivers break, and the years urge!

This is the sub-saint, supreme, who can dominate all things in the world. They control the great way. In front of the great way, everyone is like an ant.

Almost in an instant, all the warriors who listened to the sutras in Longhua blessed land slowly stood up and delivered a ceremony to the arrival of the supreme sub-sacred.

The Assassin is a simple middle-aged man. He is wearing a long robe and gives people a simple feeling. And on him, countless Taoist rhymes have gathered into a majesty that people can't help but worship.

All the disciples of Namo Nirvana Heaven stood up at this moment and respectfully performed the three kowtows and nine bows to the sub-sage.

And the sub-saint accepted their salute calmly.

"I am Nain Wuyanti, I will listen to the sermons of fellow Taoists!" The Asahisaint, who had received the power of respect, said to Zheng Ming with a smile.

The attitude of this sentence shocked everyone. After all, the attitude of the Sub-Saint put Zheng Ming in a state that seemed to be sitting on the ground.
Chapter completed!