Chapter 135

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As a result, at the moment when Xia Qingchen's left foot crossed the threshold of the temple.

A strange scene appeared!

In the hall behind him, the statue of the king of dust-free God, which was 50 feet high, suddenly burst without warning.

The huge body was torn apart and splashed in all directions.

The whole hall shook violently.

The pillar in the hall broke and the whole roof collapsed.

The same scene also appeared in the other 12 temples dedicated to the statue of the king of dust-free God.

Without exception, the gods were broken and the temple collapsed.

The scale of the imperial capital temple is extremely huge. Thirteen halls collapsed at the same time, just like a mountain collapse.

The whole emperor could clearly feel the shaking of the earth

The sound of thunder echoed over the imperial capital for a long time.

The Lord of the temple, who was in the hall, was hit by a fragment of the dust-free God King, flew on the spot, vomited blood and flew out of the temple, narrowly avoiding the danger of being buried.

Looking at the shocking scene of thick smoke rolling into the sky.

The temple Lord's mind was blank.

What happened?

When the smoke dispersed.

His heart tightened and he hurried to the backyard.

There, the pagoda that has stood for many years has collapsed.

The only good thing is that the backyard is wider.

Mo yuan and others were not hurt except that they were hit by small stones.

Princess Tianyin was stunned and stared at the ruins in front of her.

The temple that has stood for hundreds of years was destroyed overnight?

What happened?

Did the gods send down their anger?

After the temple Lord comforted Mo yuan, he looked at the ruins and cried sadly, "my temple!"

The temple, which has been handed down for hundreds of years, suddenly fell into ruins!

If the temple is destroyed by mysterious forces and is known by believers, it will be regarded as damned by heaven.

In the future, even if the temple is rebuilt, how many believers dare to come?

However, to the despair of the temple Lord, he could not even rebuild the temple.

Because when cleaning up the scene, the temple personnel tried to get a new spare statue.

However, as soon as they entered the scope of the ruins, the statue was blown to pieces.

Dozens of times in a row, without exception!

It seems that the scope of the temple has become a cursed area!

The statue breaks when it comes near!

They won't know.

That's because as the Lord of the temple, he personally expelled the king of dust-free God!

God kings were expelled.

How can the gods continue to be worshipped?

Once you come to the temple, it will naturally break.

"What the hell happened?" The temple Lord cannot understand.

Suddenly, he remembered Xia Qingchen's words to persuade him to withdraw his expulsion before he left.

And he didn't listen to the advice. After insulting again, it seemed that Xia Qingchen had predicted what would happen and asked Prince Yunshu and the dog to leave quickly.

"Is he someone of the king of dust-free God?" The Lord of the temple thought.

However, he soon put this absurd idea behind him.

Outside the temple, a mile away.

Prince Yunshu's pupils widened and looked at the collapsed Temple unbelievably.

"Young master Xia, you..." he clearly remembered that Xia Qingchen twice persuaded the temple Lord to take back the expulsion, and had a premonition in advance that the temple would collapse, so he asked them to speed up their pace and leave.

This is no coincidence.

Xia Qingchen stood with his hands down, looked at the temple and said calmly: "false temple, false belief, what should collapse, will collapse sooner or later."

Once Mo yuan inadvertently explained his true thoughts - he felt that the king of dust-free had long died and was not worthy of devout worship.

He is so, and the Lord of the temple, as his father, must be even more so.

A group of false believers, under the guise of the king of dust-free God, bluff and deceive real believers.

Sooner or later, the temple will collapse.

It's just that the temple Lord himself expelled the king of dust-free God and accelerated the collapse.

Prince Yunshu wants to ask again. Xia Qingchen has turned around, looked at him and said, "I'll fight for the throne for you!"

He owes both the prince and the princess.

So choose not to help anyone.

But now, Princess Tianyin has cut off her relationship with herself.

He has no more worries.

Today's Shenxiu principality, the contemporary monarch is fatuous and incompetent.

Princess Tianyin is short-sighted!

Only prince Yunshu is suitable to command the Principality of Shenxiu.

In the country and at home, Xia Qingchen should support Prince Yunshu.

"Thank you!" Prince Yunshu smiled with relief.

"Whether it's done or not, I'll thank you." Prince Yunshu said.

Qiu hehe smiled: "then you can put a hundred hearts into it. Master Chen will take action. Your throne is stable!"

Xia Qingchen waved his hand and said, "I can only ensure that I join the Wudao heavenly palace."

The king's request is to compete for the number of people.

At present, Prince Yunshu has only Xia Qingchen.

The Silver Princess has three.

"Hahaha, it's enough for you to have a heart!" Prince Yunshu doesn't think Xia Qingchen has the ability to enter the Wudao heavenly palace.

His six fold cultivation of Zhongchen position may be powerful, but he is not regarded by Wudao heavenly palace.

But he didn't know that Xia Qingchen had broken through to the seventh fold of the middle Chen position.

And the overall strength is far higher than the top three of Shenxiu.

I was speechless all night.

It was late at night when Xia Qingchen returned to the green willow farewell hospital.

Days of drizzle finally turned into snow in the cold winter.

It fell to the ground, wet and slippery.

Xia Qingchen passed a small bridge.

A girl in blue, covered with a yellow silk Tulle scarf, holding an ink painting umbrella, came walking in the snow.

The wind blew suddenly.

Raise the snowflakes all over the sky and her long water blue skirt.

A beautiful long black hair, fluttering slowly.

The wind returns to the snow, and the beauty reflects the snow.

too beautiful to be absorbed all at once.

When the wind blew, the ink painting umbrella in the girl's hand was accidentally blown away.

It happened that Xia Qingchen walked up the ladder of the small bridge and came face to face with the painting umbrella.

He picked it up and grabbed the painting umbrella.

Just about to return it, two children came running face-to-face from the bridge.

But the ground is wet and slippery, and you can't run through it.

One of the younger children slipped and fell.

Moreover, because of the center of gravity, it fell out of the bridge.

Xia Qingchen's toes a little, flew over one step, caught the child who fell into the air, and then jumped back lightly.

Put down the frightened child, Xia Qingchen told: "go home."

Then he returned the painting umbrella to the woman: "your umbrella."

His eyes were calm and did not move because of the woman's outstanding temperament.

Put the umbrella in her palm and passed by.

"Childe Zhai is kind-hearted and courageous. I thank you." Behind him, the girl in blue bowed.

Xia Qingchen didn't look back, and said calmly, "you don't have to thank me for doing it easily."

Everything is only done from the heart.

See death, you can save.

When in danger, you can help.

The girl in blue silently watched Xia Qingchen leave, with different light flow colors in her eyes.

"Master, since we found him, why let him go?" Out of nowhere came a Buddha holding a rosary.

In the wind and snow, he wears a thin shirt and is not afraid of the cold.

All the wind and snow, blowing three feet in front of him, turned into powder silently.

If Xia Qingchen is here, he will recognize it. This is the sign of "gasification idea" only for the strong with small star position.