Immortals and gods break the law and are as guilty as the common people!
Eight hundred years ago, He Liaochen, the god-catcher, was so tyrannical that he forced the venerables of the Four Ultimate Holy Lands to leave their fingerprints on the Immortal-Suppressing Stone Tablet. Since then, the world of immortality has changed its name and surname, and no longer dares to act recklessly.
The emergence of the God Catching and Immortal Division put an end to the chaos of disputes among many countries, and put a shackles on the domineering and unscrupulous spiritual world, in exchange for the peace and stability of the Chessboard Continent for nearly a thousand years.
There is no doubt that Ji Xian Si has been on the opposite side of the spiritual world since its establishment.
The Dayan Dynasty took away the rights and honors that originally belonged to the spiritual world.
Therefore, the cultivation world is still determined to destroy Dayan, and they have enough reasons to hate Dayan and Ji Xiansi.
The arresting gods ascended, and the arresting immortal division declined. Now the only thing standing in front of the world of cultivating immortals, preventing them from destroying Dayan and regaining its former glory, is the Five Jue Formation.
Rong Fei has never seen it with his own eyes, so he can't make any wild guesses about how powerful the Five Ultimate Formation is.
But with Yu Qingzhi's humble and humble character, he can say such arrogant words as "I am invincible in Kyoto!" It seems that it should be a strategic weapon at the nuclear level. Otherwise, the spiritual community would not be so wary.
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The power of the Five Ultimate Formation is unparalleled. Since we can't face the hard steel, we should take a roundabout way and draw out the power from the bottom of the cauldron.
Yu Qingzhi once said that the Five Ultimate Formations are based on luck.
If the luck is strong, the formation will be strong; if the luck is weak, the formation will be weak.
What is luck?
Luck is the human heart.
People live and work in peace and contentment, have no worries about food and clothing, and have a head start in life, which makes people feel at ease. In this state, people's joy and satisfaction and a series of positive emotions will emit an invisible but real energy.
The magical energy generated is small and insignificant. But when the energy of thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of millions, or even hundreds of millions of people gather together, it has the power to destroy the world.
The city of Kyoto is the heart of Dayan and the aspiration of the people. All the fortunes gather here to provide endless energy for the Five Ultimate Formation.
But once the world is in chaos and famines occur, and the people have no food to eat, no clothing to cover their bodies, wives and children are separated, and no stable place to live, people's mentality will change. The Yan Dynasty has lost the hearts of the people of the world, and their fortunes have collapsed.
Without the source of energy, the Five Ultimate Formation becomes just a decoration.
Without this last protective barrier, Dayan will be destroyed, and the world will once again become a plaything of the spiritual world.
Hundreds of years have been enough for the cultivation world to thoroughly study the Five Ultimate Formations.
As a result, there was the Feng Shui array outside Kyoto that plundered luck, the rebellion of King Yong that disturbed the people of the court, the appalling disappearance of tens of thousands of people, the abuse of Paradise Garden, and the invasion of evil insects that corrupted people's hearts.
Wait for a series of sexy operations.
As he thought about it, Rong Fei's mind replayed the terrible scene during the Dunzhou disaster.
Do you have too much imagination?
The occupational disease I suffered from while writing happened again!
Rong Fei wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and murmured to himself.
Once suspicion arises, the crime has been established.
Rong Fei picked up the brush and was hesitating whether to add the Dunzhou disaster to the list, when he suddenly noticed that the spiritual space began to tremble violently.
He quickly threw down his brush and let his spiritual consciousness sink into the spiritual space. As soon as he entered, he saw a magical and gorgeous scene.
Originally, the spiritual space was filled with white mist transformed from spiritual energy, but at this time, the mist was swirling and stirring violently. Occasionally, there would be rumbles of thunder and flashes of lightning in the thick fog.
Rong Fei's spiritual sense looked towards the Haechi in the center, and saw that all the gray scales and black hair on Haechi's body had fallen off, replaced by a layer of newly grown golden scales.
There is electric light flashing on the golden scales. Every time the electric light flashes, there will be rumbles of thunder in the mist, and then raindrops will fall.
Gathering fog into rain!
It’s actually about to break through!
For more than half a month, in order to break through to the seventh level of cultivation as soon as possible, Rong Fei led the arrests of the Immortal Division to solve the case frantically, absorbing a lot of Xingming Qi, but still there is no trace of anything.
Signs of breakthrough.
I originally thought that I would have to wait until the missing person case was solved before I could gather the energy needed to make a breakthrough. Why did I start to make a breakthrough at this time in a daze?
Is it because of the evil insects that the Haechi eat as snacks?
This is an unexpected surprise.Z.br
Just when Rong Fei wanted to take a closer look at how the dense mist of spiritual energy was transformed into a more condensed liquid state, he heard a knock on the door.
It was already midnight, who would come looking for me in the middle of the night?
Rong Fei had no choice but to withdraw from his spiritual consciousness, put away the paper with writing on the desk, and then raised his voice.
"Please come in."
The door opened, and the person who came was Murong Qiushui.
Rong Fei was not surprised at all and quickly stood up to greet him.
The events of last night were still before his eyes. Facing Rong Fei, Murong Qiu Shui's cheeks couldn't help but feel a little warm.
After taking a deep breath, Murong Qiushui stepped into the room and came to the opposite side of Rong Fei. He took out a folded paper from his arms and handed it to Rong Fei.
"Excuse me, Fairy Murong."
Rong Fei thanked him and reached out to take the paper.
The paper is warm to the touch and exudes a light fragrance.
Rong Fei couldn't hold back for a moment and glanced at Murong Qiu Shui's chest, but was caught by Murong Qiu Shui.
Murong Qiu Shui was stunned for a moment, then realized what he was doing, his face instantly turned red, he turned around and ran away with a cry.
Rong Fei was also stunned.
Did my sister take the wrong medicine?
This reaction is wrong!
He shook his head and opened the paper specially sent by Murong Qiushui. The handwriting that came into view was as ugly as Rong Fei's, and it was obviously written by the flower demon Rong Lan.
A few crosses pointed to a certain area in the city.
"Zi Qiu, Zi Qiu, open the door quickly..."
The courtyard door was knocked loudly, accompanied by the shouts of young men.
Zheng Ziqiu sat up and calmed down for a while. Only then did his groggy mind regain some clarity, and he realized that the person calling the door was his classmate and friend Ling Xujie.
He lifted off the quilt, pulled on his cloth shoes, and ran to open the courtyard door.
"You guys actually have the heart to sleep in. Hurry up and wash up and change clothes. If you stay late, you may not be able to get a seat."
As soon as the courtyard door opened a crack, Ling Xujie, who was wearing a brand-new green shirt and a square scarf on his head and had a handsome face, couldn't wait to get in, took Zheng Ziqiu's arm and urged.
"what?"
Zheng Ziqiu pressed the gum in the corner of his eyes and asked with a blank look on his face.
"You still don't know? It has been decided that Mr. Rong will be promoted to a great scholar. At the end of today, Mr. Jiu Huang from the Imperial College, Mr. Fang from Yaqin Academy, and Mr. Gao from Yueshan Academy will take the lead. There are also twelve great scholars at Wuxieju.
Let’s have a banquet together with Mr. Rong. It is said to be a banquet with wine and poems and essays, but in fact it is an assessment. Haha, as long as we can get the approval of more than five great scholars, our Kyoto literary world will have a new great scholar, completely overwhelming the scholar mountain.
It has become a veritable orthodoxy of Confucianism. If I could not witness such a grand event with my own eyes, I would regret it for the rest of my life."
Ling Xujie's state at this time revealed a hint of madness, and his tone of voice was quite high.
"Not yet?"
Zheng Ziqiu raised his head and glanced at the rising sun that had just shyly emerged from the thin clouds, scratched his head and said doubtfully.
"But it's only nine o'clock now. We still have half a day, so why rush."
"Aren't you in a hurry?"
Ling Xujie's eyes widened and he danced with exaggerated gestures.
"Huang Jijiu arranged this banquet last night, and then sent someone to notify the other fourteen great scholars. Those guys from Yaqin Academy and Yueshan Academy were the first to get the news, and they got it at midnight last night.
We went to Wuxieju and occupied four of the best-located houses. If we don’t hurry, I’m afraid the walls of Wuxieju will be full of people.”
The matter of Rong Fei's promotion to Great Confucianism has caused a stir in Kyoto these days. Nearly a thousand scholars mobilized various connections and means to build momentum for it. Therefore, Ling Xujie's
The statement is not an exaggeration.
only…
"A courtyard for Wu Xie's residence, even the smallest one with the most remote location, will probably cost six to seven hundred taels at least. Did you find a cornucopia and make a fortune? Lend me ten taels first."
Zheng Ziqiu reached out and took it out from Ling Xujie's arms.
"What's the point of making a fortune? Senior Brother Xiaoxiang called on everyone to pool in the money. The pocket money my father just gave me this month has not yet warmed up, so I handed it all in. Now there is still more than a hundred taels left. See how much you can contribute.
"
"How can I have money?"
When he mentioned money, Zheng Ziqiu quickly shook his head like a rattle.
"Hmph! You can deceive others, but you can't deceive me."
Ling Xujie snorted coldly and rushed towards Zheng Ziqiu's bedroom.
"Hey~ Why did you bring the robbery? I reported it to the police..."
"Ah ha, I knew you, Zheng Ziqiu, are worthy of being Qian Xiu. You have saved so much private money."
Ling Xujie rushed into the bedroom, lifted up the quilt on the bed, and tightly grasped the stack of banknotes underneath.
"Two liang...five liang...twelve liang...hahaha, just enough."
"Fucking private money, this is what I saved from my mouth, okay. Ling Xujie...Xujie...Brother Ling...Grandpa Ling...you can't take it all, leave some for me, you can't let me drink Northwest
Wind."
Zheng Ziqiu hugged Ling Xujie around the waist and begged.
"I've left more than a dozen copper coins for you. Save some food and you'll be able to survive until next month."
"Dad, only two days have passed this month, and there are still twenty-eight days until next month."
"Stop the ink stain and go wash up and change clothes quickly. If it's too late, I'm afraid I won't be able to book a courtyard if I have the money."
"This is…"
Looking at the invitation on the table in front of him, Rong Fei asked suspiciously.
Liu Yingrong, who was dressed in men's clothing with two fake beards stuck to his upper lip, unfolded his folding fan with a swish sound, fanned himself a few times in a graceful manner, then put the folding fan away, and then replied with a slight smile.
"Guozijian Huang Jijiu is a good friend of my father. He heard from somewhere that I know you, so he asked me to send you this invitation to invite you to a banquet at Wuxie Residence in the south of the city later today. I think this is a good thing.
, so I happily obeyed the order and did an errand."
Rong Fei nodded, turned to Zhu Yueyao, who was also dressed in men's clothing, and asked doubtfully.
"Princess, you are..."
"Brother Emperor asked me to come and watch you. You must not slack off at the banquet today. If you fail to win the title of great Confucian, you will be severely punished."
Zhu Yueyao followed Liu Yingrong's example, shook the folding fan in her hand, and answered with a smile.