Chapter 899
Inside the Star Sect.
Countless people turned their faces and looked towards the sky.
"That is?"
Some people are at a loss.
Someone was shocked.
Although none of them knew what was happening now, they could feel that a terrifying aura was spreading wantonly.
Some people think that this terrifying energy is very warm, like the warm sun in winter.
But for a small number of people, when they sense this energy, they suddenly feel an inexplicable pain from every pore on their body, like... thousands of Thousands of needles go through every pore of them.
Especially Sect Master Zhou and Elder Lianhua.
They felt the strong murderous intent most directly.
So much so that Sect Master Zhou didn't dare to move.
The two looked at Liu Zhongyi who was suspended in the air and covered by a beam of light.
And Xia Shengtang also looked over, and frowned.
"Teacher Liu?" Xia Lu was stunned, "What's going on?"
"I don't know." The old man Guanshan said in a deep voice, "However, his cultivation has suddenly improved, and some..."
"Something?"
"It's a little scary." The old man Guanshan said with a wry smile.
He was very clear that the aura in Liu Zhongyi's body was not locked on him.
But even so, he also felt a trace of panic.
Just like an ordinary person, standing on a high place watching a mighty tiger.
Even if he knew in his heart that the tiger couldn't hurt him, even if he just took a look at it, he would feel fear in his heart.
But what the old man Guanshan feels now is even worse than this.
There were screams in the mountains and forests one after another.
Hundreds of people were all pierced by pine needles in this instant.
Human lives are like golden rice in autumn, harvested by roaring harvesters.
There are even some people who have completely lost their vitality without even having the chance to scream.
And a figure was walking quickly through the woods.
The other great master of the Nine Yang Sect, the Dharma protector, had fear written all over his face.
Although he really wanted to flee with his sect members, he knew very well that he couldn't delay this moment, even if he said one more word, he might die on the spot.
Even now, he didn't feel like he had escaped the danger zone.
For him, the place deep before him was simply the place where the gates of hell opened.
When he sensed the terrifying energy, the blood in his body seemed to freeze instantly, and what he could feel was a penetrating chill, biting to the bone.
The sweat on his forehead rolled down like raindrops, and the clothes on his body were also soaked in sweat, sticking tightly to his skin. At this time, he naturally didn't care how uncomfortable it was. People who are dying still have thoughts for themselves. Pick the pattern on the shroud?
Suddenly, he shivered, and the speed of running slowed down unexpectedly, as if a force restricted him.
"Let...let me go." This protector from the Nine Suns Sect, who possesses the cultivation base of a great master, often got into trouble with Jin Yun during the days when the Nine Suns Sect's lord was in retreat. But now he just wants to live. As for resisting...don't make a fuss. From the beginning to now, he never thought about whether he wants to fight against anything. People who don't experience that kind of pressure will never feel it. I don't understand, what is the despair that comes from the depths of the soul, just like an ant, even if the muscles are extremely strong and can lift things dozens of times larger than itself, it is impossible to be with a human Confrontation, as long as the other party is willing to urinate casually, he can feel what it means to be flooded.
When he said these three words, the energy in his body was drained instantly. It seemed that each of those three words weighed tens of millions of catties.
Sitting on the ground slumped, he raised his head and watched a beam of light fall. With a bang, the moment it fell, the light shone brightly, and all the surrounding trees were turned into dust.
"Is the realm of Confucian saints so terrifying?" Lou Zhou Tianxu squinted his eyes and looked at Liu Zhongyi in mid-air. At this time, his blood began to boil, although with his current strength, he was far away from the realm of Confucian saints. There is still a long way to go, but a little feeling is good.
Moreover, he understood what Liu Zhongyi said before.
Liu Zhongyi said that what he did was not entirely for singing.
Others may find it difficult to understand.
But Lou Zhoutian understood in his heart.
Abandoning fifty years of life to sweep up the enemies for Gao Ge, and taking on the responsibility of being a teacher, this is the reason why he did this, but it is only one of them.
The second is because Lou Zhoutian has already touched the threshold of Confucianism, but he always feels that something is missing, but now seeing Liu Zhongyi who is full of energy, holding the sun, the moon and picking the stars, he gradually understands in his heart, as if there is something wrong with him. A ray of sunshine, through the thick haze, falls on the world and falls on my heart.
And the third, maybe Liu Zhongyi wanted to make himself clear.
Liu Zhongyi felt that he should have done some things a long time ago. It's just such a waste of time, so many years have passed. Fortunately, it's not too late.
Only after he has figured this out, can Liu Zhongyi give up the fifty years of life.
otherwise……
Do you really think anyone is qualified to make such an exchange with a saint?
Would a sage care about who you are?
Another beam of light fell from a high altitude, and this time, it landed on Wu Pobing accurately.
Gao Ge retreated quickly, but also frowned. When he realized that Liu Zhongyi was standing high in the sky, the expression on his face instantly became exciting.
"teacher?"
Liu Zhongyi seemed to have heard Gao Ge's call, and looked at him with a smile on his face. His eyes were clear, he raised his hand, and wrote the character "Zhu" in the air, and this character "Zhu" also turned into a golden light, vertically Fall into Gao Ge's body.
"The word given by the sage?" Lu Qing was a little surprised on Wuchang.
"What is the word bestowed by a sage?" Xie Fangyou asked.
Although he is the ancestor of the Xie family, when it comes to some things in the world of cultivating immortals, he may not know as much as Lu Qing. There is no way, Xie Fangyou himself is not a pure cultivator of immortals. He is a doctor.
"Tsk tsk, with the word "Zhu" left by this saint, I am afraid that even the ancient martial arts, or even the immortal cultivators above the ancient martial arts, will have to weigh it if they want to deal with Gao Ge? But, this one Words, I'm afraid it will exhaust his literary energy." Xuantian stood up, sighed, and bowed towards Liu Zhongyi's direction.
Lu Qing and the others also stood up and greeted Liu Zhongyi as disciples.
Xie Teng looked puzzled.
Lu Qing coughed and said: "Although I don't know what method he used to let himself enter the realm of Confucian saints, he can even be regarded as a false saint, but this strength and style are indeed here, listen to me, Bye bye, there is no harm."
Xie Teng nodded quickly, but he was a little reluctant. When saluting, he was very perfunctory.
As for the other immortal cultivators, even though they didn't understand what was going on, they still understood how to paint gourds and draw ladles. Seeing that Master Xuantian of Tianshizong has done this, why do they have the slightest hesitation?