v6 Chapter 761： Daomen: Where did a King Kong Zhuo as big as me go?

Looking forward to, looking forward to.

The latest issue of "Da Xuan Min Daily" finally reached Nanhuang.

But whether it was Qingqiu, Yuyuan, or other demon clans who had the authority to copy and copy, they all ceded the "Daxuan Minbao" to Qingqing Grassland immediately.

No way, the price given by the Qingniu family is too high.

Anyway, everyone already knows that this time the bloodline of the Heavenly Dao is the cattle clan, so each monster clan can leave a few copies for the Great Sage to see. As for the following monster clan, it will not be too late to wait for the second batch of volumes to be copied, anyway. It's only a day or two delay.

Make money first.

…

Green grassland.

The ancestral land of the Niu tribe, Niulan Mountain.

Two days ago, Zu Yao Niupi returned from the Taoist Palace and brought the news that the Taoist sect gave the cattle a chance to fight against the sky, and the entire Niulan Mountain was boiling.

Originally, they knew that it was impossible to go to Taoist Cave for a turn.

They just look familiar, not really stupid!

However, whether to mention it or not is a matter of attitude.

After all, they are foreigners, and they are always separated from Daomen by one layer.

Some conditions must be raised from time to time to make Daomen feel that the cattle must rely on them, and they can also control the cattle.

Small conditions are not enough, they are easy to meet, and they will be seen playing with their hearts.

Just mention that kind of big condition, the kind that is definitely something they need but the Daomen can't meet for a while, and they don't fight for it after mentioning it, and just let the Daomen three melons and two dates to send them away.

Just set the angry cow to stand.

Perfect.

But I didn't expect that this time I routinely maintained the cattle design, and there were unexpected gains.

Splashing chance!

What could it be?

When it comes to their attitude towards their own people, Taoist and Confucian gangs have different hearts, they are a master who spit and nails!

When they say there is a chance, there must be a chance;

Otherwise, where would they put their face?

Otherwise, it would be too much trouble to explain!

So a group of Senfeng Great Sages squatted on the Niulan Mountain fan, looking up at the sky.

Waiting for the chance to fall.

As a result, the opportunity did not fall from the sky, but the news of the opportunity came to my ears.

The master of martial arts, the master of ten thousand demons, Chen Luo, finally wrote a cow in "Journey to the West"!

Heavenly Dao blood, cattle clan!

This... how funny is this.

The gift hasn't been delivered yet!

Speaking of which, the Qingniu family did not send messengers to Zhongjing. After all, they followed the Taoist sect. If they were confused with the Confucian sect, it would be difficult to handle.

So this news was only learned through other monsters, so it was a little late.

However, at this point in time, Chen Luo started writing about the Niu Clan. Is it the Daomen side that made the effort?

Could it be that this is the chance that Daomen said about splashing the sky?

To tell the truth, they recognize the chance, but for the cattle tribe, the saying that it can be said that the sky is pouring into the sky is not enough in the desolate bone realm, at least it must be in the desolate vein realm!

Thinking of this, the entire Niulan Mountain suddenly became excited again. Oh, it's really cool!

…

Tiger Mountain.

In the palace, a space fluctuated and oscillated, and Feng Nanzhi looked away from the document in his hand and looked in the direction of the space shock. Soon, the leader of the secret guard came out of it.

"Your Majesty, this is the latest issue of "Da Xuan Min News"." After speaking, the leader of the secret guard presented the newspaper he had just purchased from the Terran.

"Put it down!" Feng Nanzhi said lightly.

"Yes!" The leader of the secret guard put the newspaper on Feng Nanzhi's table, saluted, then retreated into the space and disappeared.

Sensing that the other party had left, Feng Nanzhi quickly put down the document in his hand, picked up the newspaper eagerly, and looked at it carefully.

"Blue Bull Clan?"

After reading a few paragraphs, Feng Nanzhi frowned slightly when he realized that the bloodline of Tiandao this time was from the Qingniu family.

The Qingniu clan is very powerful. It leads the sheep clan, deer clan, and rhinoceros clan. The bloodline can follow the tide and wild times. Gainiu, Qiniu, Aoyin, and Zhuanling are all famous monsters, especially the source of bloodline. Qingniu Niuzu, that is the existence that competes with the five spirits.

At the end of the Human-Monster War, the Monster Race fled into the Southern Wilderness. The Niu Clan had already taken refuge with the Human Race, but they entered the Southern Wilderness together. Together with the Elephant Race, which was supported by Buddhism at that time, they became the biggest nail for the Human Race to be buried in the Southern Wilderness.

Don't look at the cattle clan now, but the sheep clan and deer clan are the richest races in the Southern Wilderness, and the rhinoceros clan can also stay at the end of the top ten strong clans.

They are a pair of gloves of the cattle race!

Among the "threat forces" set within the Tiger Clan, the Niu Clan is well-known on the list.

"Still continue to strengthen the cattle clan and restrict our clan?" Feng Nanzhi sighed softly.

There is nothing wrong with this, to support forces and deal with the potential threats of their own race, any qualified race at the helm will do so.

In particular, the **** cattle of Wannian are worth investing in.

To be honest, the human race is not without the portal that his tiger clan secretly supported, but the Confucian sect is suppressed by the holy way.

But in Feng Nanzheng's heart, a mass of unconcealed loss finally rose.

Race comes first, personal feelings really don't count.

Feng Nanzhi continued to look back, but at the end, when she talked about the origin of Qingniu Jing, her somewhat lost mood was lifted again.

"This green cow essence is for the guardian of the child..."

Feng Nanzhi's heart moved, and a smile appeared on his face.

Books of red dust, linked to the heaven, and evolved the blood of the heaven.

Every word recognized by the Tao of Heaven has an inner reason.

For example, the Banjiao Qingniu in this book, since it was written as the mount of the Taishang Laojun, and finally surrendered by the Taishang Laojun, it means that this bloodline is restrained by the Taoist sect.

And Chen Luo wrote in the book that this green bull essence was arranged to protect the Daotong, and the Daotong used the diamond carving as a magic weapon for body protection. In other words, this Banjiao Qingniu bloodline can't hurt the Lord of Vajra Zhuo!

Even born with blood closeness.

To do this, it is definitely not as simple as writing a book, and it may even use the power of one's own blood.

Feng Nanzhi looked down at her lower abdomen, and a trace of envy appeared in the depths of her eyes.

"Alright."

"After all, your father still has a little conscience, he still thinks of you..."

…

At this moment, Wei Wei Dao Palace.

Chen Xiyi held the latest "Da Xuan Min Daily" silently.

Zhang Wumeng kept pointing fingers in his sleeves, and finally frowned and looked at Chen Xiyi: "Master, this disciple can only deduce that the bloodline of this Banjiao Qingniu is not lower than that of the Desolate Vein!"

"As for where the limit is, I can't deduce it."

"Isn't the chance we win for the Qingniu clan a little too big this time!"

Chen Xiyi sighed softly: "The limit is the Desolate Soul Realm!"

"However, if you want to reach the Desolate Soul Realm, you must enter my Dao Sect and have a soul fusion with a certain Dao Venerable of my Dao Sect, and then you can use the Dao Sect Ziyan to attack the Desolate Soul Realm!"

"If you practice on your own, the Desolate Vein is the limit."

"In the future, there are really cattle ancestors who can cultivate into the desolate soul realm, and they can be regarded as cattle of my Taoism."

"The meat is still rotten in the pot, no loss!"

Zhang Wumeng was overjoyed when he heard the words, looked at Chen Xiyi again, and asked inexplicably, "Since this is the case, it's a good thing, why is Shizun so depressed?"

Chen Xiyi rubbed his brows.

"Pin Dao clearly senses the fluctuations in the rules of heaven!"

"It seems that a new rule treasure was born!"

"Judging from the article, it is the Taoist leader Taishang Laojun's King Kong Zhuo in this book!"

"This should be the treasure of the Daomen!"

"How could such a big diamond peck disappear?"

"Why can't Pindao sense it?"

Zhang Wumeng was stunned for a moment and said, "Maybe the power is too strong, so it's condensed and not obvious at the moment."

"Never mind! Just ask that kid next time." Chen Xiyi waved his whisk and talked about another topic, "I called you today because I have something for you to do!"

"Chen Luo first opened the Taoist martial arts, and then opened the Earth Immortal Avenue, and now he has sent Qingniu a top bloodline, which is really great for my Taoism!"

"Some treasure rewards are really out of hand."

"Pin Dao has the intention to let him take the authority of a Taoist sect to prepare the palace master in the name of the Earth Immortal Dao, and he is afraid that the Confucian gang will be very annoying."

"After thinking about it, I can only start with other methods."

Zhang Wumeng looked solemn and nodded: "Mmmm, what are you going to do, Master?"

"Didn't his elder sister Chen Ying enter my Taoist school?" Chen Xiyi said, "I worship today's Great Celestial Master Qingwei as my teacher. His lineage was created by my senior brother, Daguanzi."

Zhang Wumeng nodded: "Master said it well, considering the seniority, Qingwei is your disciple and grandson."

Chen Xiyi continued: "Then Chen Ying has already cultivated to the yin and yang realm, and there are not many places where Qingwei can support."

"When you go to Shouyang Mountain, you say that Pindao wants to teach Chen Xuan personally!"

Zhang Wumeng rolled his eyes and looked at Chen Xiyi: "Master, do you teach yourself?"

"Hahahaha, I'll leave it to you of course!" Chen Xiyi smiled proudly, "Otherwise, Pindao will teach you what these disciples do!"

Zhang Wumeng nodded helplessly.

Just know it is!

"The blessed land of the Taoist ancestor can let Chen Pu go in to practice." Chen Xiyi added another sentence.

This sentence really shocked Zhang Wumeng, and he rejected the Qingniu clan before because of this.

"It's not the same!" Seemingly seeing Zhang Wumeng's thoughts, Chen Xiyi said lightly, "Although there is a relationship with Chen Luo, Chen Ying can practice so quickly with only a trace of Dao rhyme, and there are other things in it. reason."

"It's not a loss to let her enter the Taoist cave!"

Hearing Chen Xiyi's words, Zhang Wumeng did not continue to ask, but got up and bowed, flicked his sleeves, and disappeared into the Taoist palace.

And Chen Xiyi slowly closed his eyes, as if he was about to fall asleep again, but whispered softly in his mouth: "Tai Shang... Sanqing... Zixiao Palace..."

Chen Xiyi gave a big yawn.

"Ah, one by one." Chen Luo also yawned in the mansion of Duke Anguo.

Unexpectedly, it takes so much energy to write King Kong Zhuo with blood essence. It has been four days, and I still feel tired.

Fortunately, there is only one bloodline right now.

What Senior Sister Liu said was indeed right. Before the ten thousand miles, Yuan Yang should not be lost, or just writing companion treasures for Xiao Huizi would exhaust this old ginseng to death.

However, "Journey to the West" can be put on hold for a while, and the Legal Newspaper will come to urge the draft again, asking for the draft of "Three Heroes and Five Righteousness".

"Another day..." Chen Luo looked at Cheng Diefei who came to urge the draft, and said softly, "The energy is a little weak, and then take a rest."

Cheng Diefei lowered his head and said, "Zhu Guo said another day, so naturally it can only be another day."

"It's a big deal, but Diefei will go back and let Editor-in-Chief Wei reprimand it!"

"From now on, I won't dare to urge Zhuguo, nor will I dare to enter this An Guogong's mansion."

Chen Luo rubbed his brows, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

The explosion of "A Dream of Red Mansions" was naturally expected by Chen Luo, but he didn't expect it to be so popular.

Especially those Miss Wenxiu, who are now all vying for popularity, and even speaking, they have begun to form a "red mansion", and now Yiran has become a fashion.

"I write! I write!"

Seeing Luo Hongnu bringing tea and tea, and hearing Cheng Diefei's words, there was a suspicious look in his eyes, Chen Luo hurriedly said to Cheng Diefei, "Speak well!"

Cheng Diefei heard the words, and then raised his head and smiled: "That Diefei is waiting for Zhuguo's manuscript in the editorial department!

"Chen Luo sighed: "Okay!"

Cheng Diefei then jumped away, Chen Luo looked at Luo Hongnu and sighed: "She was learning to speak from "A Dream of Red Mansions"."

Luo Hongnu smiled lightly: "You don't have to explain to the slave, the son, it's the wrong time for the slave to come."

"If I knew she was here, I wouldn't be here!"

Chen Luo: ! !

Enough!

Luo Hong Nupi took a moment, then straightened her face and said, "Young Master, the entire Wenchang Pavilion is now looking for Cao Xueqin. Would you like to talk to Wen Xiang and say hello?"

When Chen Luo heard this, he scratched his head again.

"That said, don't they have a place to urge it?"

"No, no!"

"Until the last minute, I will never lose my vest!"

"no way!"

Talk about it, talk about it, make trouble.

No kidding about updates.

Chen Luo still locked himself in the study, and prepared some manuscripts for "Three Heroes and Five Righteousness" and "A Dream of Red Mansions".

And time passed by day by day.

…

Mozhou, Qingyuan County.

The snake-like Xunyuan River flows eastward from Qingyuan County, and finally merges into the blue sea.

Relying on the mountains to eat the mountains and the water to drink water, the Xunyuan River supports the population of 100,000 in Qingyuan County.

At this time, outside Qingyuan County, the lights were scattered everywhere, and countless people carried lanterns, searching for something in the mountains and plains. Among them, there were constantly Confucian masters who used Confucianism to explore the surroundings.

Above the city tower, the county magistrate in the seventh-rank official uniform stood with his hands behind his back, watching this scene, silent.

"Sir Fang..." An aide beside the magistrate said, "The prejudice is dignified and upright, waiting for me to do this is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg, and I hope the magistrate thinks twice!"

The county magistrate surnamed Fang glanced at the aide and said lightly, "This county has not done anything, think twice."

After speaking, he looked out of the city again: "There are bad girls and innocent thieves in the city. This big family spontaneously assists the government and arrests criminals. It's just and right, what's the problem?"

With that said, the magistrate held the official hat on his head in his hand: "But Chen Zhuguo taught us that it is better to go home and sell sweet potatoes instead of making decisions for the people."

He suddenly shook his hand, and the official hat in his hand fell under the city gate.

The county magistrate glanced at the city gate and sighed, "Oh, I didn't hold it firmly, it fell."

"If it falls, it falls, it's just a hat."

At this moment, the voice of a spell battle suddenly came from the crowd in the distance, and then the voice dissipated, and the excited voice of everyone came out.

The county magistrate surnamed Fang yawned: "Looks like I've caught it!"

"Go back, I'm tired!"

…

Qingyuan County, Zhou House.

The dripping water dripped down the cage. In the water cage, a man was naked and trapped in the iron cage. Outside the cage, a middle-aged man looked at the identity token in his hand.

"Six doors at the biased place, beat the guards, Zheng Feng!"

The middle-aged man sneered: "Master Zheng, my Zhou family has always passed down poetry and books, but the village husband is a little talkative. How did you get me here?"

"Is there any misunderstanding?"

"Bah!" Zheng Feng spat out a mouthful of sleep foam and said, "You guys are too embarrassed to talk about the family heirloom."

"Collaborate with Sui-kun, in the name of etiquette, will take life!"

"Excluding other holy ways, only the Confucian scholars here are allowed to learn the way of Fang Li!"

"Now imprison the court officials!"

"This one after another is a big sin!"

"Don't say you are a Qingyuan Zhou family, even your direct line family can't afford it!"

The head of the Zhou family shook his head gently: "Master Zheng, you say that, it's hard for me to do it!"

"In this way, you hand over the evidence you have collected."

"Tell me the identities of the other people who are with you." "Not too many, two people are enough!"

"My Zhou family, would like to have a wife, how about it?"

"Hahahaha..." Zheng Feng sneered twice, "If you want to kill, kill, why bother!"

"I came from a poor family, and since I was a child, I saw that you, the sons and daughters of the noble family, who were virtuous, male thieves and female prostitutes, were not compliant!"

"God is pitiful, and sent Chen Zhuguo to deal with you human race worms!"

"You can kill me if you have the guts. Believe it or not, it's you who will lie under that blue sky tomorrow!"

"Chen Zhuguo will not let you go!"

Hearing Zheng Feng's words, the Zhou family's patriarch slightly confirmed, a look of fear appeared on his face, but then turned violent.

"But let you take your things back, we're not going to end well either!"

"Chen Zhuguo is a big man, and big people naturally have big people to deal with."

"I can deal with you!"

As he said that, he flipped his palm, and suddenly the waist-high water in the cage flew out and shot into Zheng Feng's nostrils.

"Cough cough cough..." Zheng Feng coughed violently.

"Let's ask you one more side, the information, or not?"

"You...cough...cough... dreaming!"

"Stubborn!" The Zhou family's patriarch waved his hand again, and the water suddenly began to heat up, emitting a trace of heat.

"Think about it, or your legs will be cooked!"

Zheng Feng was not afraid at all when he heard the words, raised his head and laughed: "Hahahaha..."

"Stick to the blue...cough...the mountain doesn't relax, and the root is in the broken...rock."

"Thousands of hardships and tens of thousands of blows... tenacity, Ren Er... east, west, north and south winds!"

"Zheng Feng, do you really think that I dare not kill you?" the Zhou family patriarch said angrily. Hearing Chen Luo's poems at this time made him feel turbulent.

Zheng Feng gritted his teeth, endured the burning sensation from his lower limbs, and continued to recite in a low voice—

"Thousands of hammers and ten thousand chisels... out of the deep mountains, the fire... burns... if you take it easy."

"I'm not afraid of being smashed to pieces...keep your innocence...cough...in the world!"

"Bastard, I'll break your Confucianism first!" The Zhou family patriarch suddenly attacked, and Zheng Feng spat out a mouthful of blood. He raised his head and looked at the Zhou family patriarch. This time, instead of reciting poetry, he hummed a little tune.

"Kaifeng has... Bao Qingtian..."

"Iron face...selfless...discrimination of loyal and traitor..."

"The hero of the rivers and lakes... come and help..."

"Dynasty and Horses..."

The sound became weaker and weaker until it finally disappeared completely.

"Patriarch, he's fainted!" A Zhou family member stepped forward to check Zheng Feng, who was holding his head, and raised his head to say to the Zhou family's patriarch.

"Humph!" The head of the Zhou family waved his sleeves, "Go, go and ask other families if they have any gains."

After all, the Zhou family head left the water prison with a group of Zhou family members.

The dripping water dripped down the cage, and after an unknown amount of time, a swimmer suddenly appeared in the waist-deep water in the cage, and then a figure emerged from the water.

Long whiskers and a rat tail sticking out of the water.

Rat demon!

The rat demon patted Zheng Feng's face, and UU Reading called softly, "Sir? Your lord?"

Zheng Feng still did not respond, the rat demon took out a small box from his arms, opened the box, and there was a green pill in it.

The rat demon opened Zheng Feng's mouth and stuffed the pill into it. After a while, Zheng Feng woke up leisurely.

"You are……"

"My lord, I'm an undercover detective of the seventh grade. Mr. Hai ordered us to go out with the watchmen and find out the evidence of the crime!"

Said, the rat demon showed his official seal.

Zheng Feng was overjoyed immediately when he saw the official seal, and said softly, "I'll put the evidence in..."

"Sir don't have to tell me!" The rat demon hurriedly stopped Zheng Feng, "I'll save the lord, and you should present the evidence to Mr. Hai!"

After speaking, the rat demon shook his body, turned into a big brown mouse, straightened his teeth, and began to gnaw at the iron chain that bound Zheng Feng...

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