"Your altar is the altar of the earth, but my altar is the altar of the heaven and earth! I don't know where you got this tooth? I want to suppress me by etching runes? Haha, it's impolite to come but not to behave, so I'll do it."

Zhou Lie said as he slapped the baby's teeth with his palms and the runes etched on the teeth suddenly shaking, illuminating the entire room, as if the sunlight passed through the canopy and left a swaying shadow.

As the light and darkness intertwined, a huge figure stood upwards, opening his mouth to swallow the room, with a breath of painting as a stern.

"Haha! I still want to struggle when I fall into my hands, and this tooth is almost turned into a sperm."

In the blink of an eye, the figure collapsed, and turned into a ray of smoke and dust in front of Zhou Lie, contracting inward to form a copper bell.

The small clock is not big, with inscriptions on it, and the moment it is formed, it makes a "bang" sound.

The next moment, the bell-shaped imaginary patterns spread out and merged with the entire world.

At the same time, the sky above Yangliu City was covered with dark clouds, and lightning as thick as a bucket was slashed one after another.

What is amazing is that these lightnings do not slash anywhere else, but specifically strike the tallest building in the city. After a while, the thunder sounds were heard.

"Crack, Crack..."

Thunder was shocked. The Taoist was opening the altar to practice. The moment he heard the thunder, the seven-star sword in his hand almost fell.

He anxiously constrained his mind and lit a heart lamp on the altar. Then he took a deep breath, feeling that the impact of the thunder was moving away from him in a daze.

Seeing this scene, the Confucian scholar couldn't help but frown and took out a brush to write the word "Zhen" in the air!

Each character of Zhen is different, either seal script, clerical script, or regular script. It attracts golden light from all directions to suppress the thunder. Unexpectedly, at this moment, a "dong" bell sounded from the world, which shocked the Confucian scholars to look back in shock.

Just as he turned around, the sound waves were taken seriously, and it looked like a brick.

With a "bang" sound, the bricks slapped his forehead, and there was no need to say that porcelain was so powerful.

"Ah! Zhou Lie, you are insulting your kindness."

The Confucian scholar had a colorful look on his forehead, and he looked so embarrassed. He stopped doing it on the spot. He took out a scroll and recited loudly: "Since ancient times, I have been sad and lonely in autumn. I said that autumn is better than spring. A crane radiates on the clouds in the clear sky, which leads to the poetic love to the blue sky. The mountains are bright and the water is clean at night, and the trees are dark red and light yellow. Try to go up to the high building and clear to the bones, which is as crazy as the spring scenery."

This poem is a work by the Tang Dynasty poet Liu Yuxi. It regards the sad autumn as more beautiful than spring. It can be said to have taken a different approach and is abnormal.

After the poem is recited, the artistic conception of a crane rowing clouds is immediately drawn.

The poem says that the sky is high and the air is clear and the sky is clear, so the dark clouds covering the sky begin to dissipate.

In addition, the sentence that goes to a high building is as clear as the spring scenery is crazy. It means that climbing a high building and looking around at the clear autumn scenery will not make people crazy like the spring scenery, and it has its own elegance and pride.

It is this elegance and pride that blesses himself and the other two, bringing out artistic conception with poetry and prose in a very short period of time, eliminating influence, and becoming a prosperous and prosperous person.

This is the power of Confucianism. When reciting poems, it triggers artistic conception and can give state bonuses, thereby assisting Taoism and military strategists in fighting.

Zhou Lie was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that this Confucian scholar had such skill. The combination of these two seemed very difficult, and it would be difficult to defeat them in an instant.

After reducing the impact of the clouds all over the sky on Wangyue Pavilion, the Confucian scholar wiped the blood on his forehead and was already furious.

He took out a scroll from his arms, slowly unfolded, and said sternly: "Zhou Lie! You call yourself a demon king and you can see that you are hopeless in your heart. Well, today I will ask the saint's calligraphy to seal you forever, so as not to harm the place, from small evil to big evil, and eventually to an unpredictable situation."

After the words fell, the Confucian scholar threw the scroll into the air, and immediately flashed golden light in the sky, as if someone recited: "Heaven, if you are going to give a great responsibility to this person, you must first suffer his mind and mind, exhaust his muscles and bones, starve his body, and lose his body. He will do whatever he does. Therefore, he will be moved and endure his nature and increase his ability... "

"Boom boom boom..."

Every sentence triggered a wave, and the Confucian scholars in the city recited it together, and suddenly formed an indescribable aura, pressing from top to bottom to the Maritime Bureau, as if they wanted to detain Zhou Lie and putting thousands of chains on them. If they did not have the desire to repent, they would never think of it in their life.

The saint's Mo Treasure is really good. If you don't find a way to spread this brilliant trend, you may be suppressed and never have a day to turn things around.

Zhou Lie is currently at the peak of the fourth grade, has not shown his true cultivation, nor has he joined the two ancestor spirits. He grinned in the face of increasingly powerful pressure.

Suddenly someone said, "Hmph, you can still laugh at this time, which means you have a backup plan. But let's just come here! With my Taoist Changyuan here, you can't make any changes."

The Taoist priest who opened the altar used his trump card to show his killer move, and saw thirty-six Yellow Turban heroes appearing to set off their formations between the interweaving light and shadow.

The swords, spears, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks greeted Zhou Lie, but these Yellow Turban heroes were all empty, just a level of appearance, and the formation was real, and the other party had to suppress Zhou Lie's luck in a very short time.

Why should you suppress your luck? Because you suppress your luck, you will get your teeth stuck when you drink cold water. If you are unlucky, you will have to pour it into your grandma's house. If you walk in the back, the Confucian scholars will naturally be in trouble. They can easily suppress the demon king who is harmful to this place, and by the way, they will have the reputation of the two. Why not do it?

However, at this moment, Yangliu City suddenly shook for a moment, and then a tomorrow rose in his mind.

"Boom..."

With a loud noise that shook the spirit platform and crushed it, it was amazing. The brilliance of the saint's magic treasure was suppressed. All the Confucian scholars in the city felt like they were stuck in their throats. Something seemed to sweep over their heads, which made them feel particularly panicked, as if they could collapse at any time this day.

"This? This is the sunrise in the east, and the light of the way is great! Why is this kind of scene?"

"Oh my God! It's Zhou Lie. Why is his luck so magnificent? Why didn't we see it before? Could it be that he was deliberately hiding it?"

"No, it's not that he deliberately hides it, but that he's been damaged. Now he's repairing it, but what's hard to understand is why he can reach this level?"

While those Confucian scholars were talking, the three people in Wangyue Pavilion vomited blood together.

The Taoist priest vomited the most fiercely, and his expression suddenly became listless. The Confucian priest was also vomiting blood, with blood rays in his eyes. He looked at the middle-aged official with anger and asked, "What's going on? Who is Zhou Lie? Have you investigated it clearly? Why did he have such a weather?"

"The investigation is clear! He is a king of Caotoushan!" The middle-aged official did investigate, but the information he had was something that Zhou Lie made known to people. Things that he didn't make people know have long been hidden in the mystery of time and space, and the mystery will exist forever.
Chapter completed!