v5 Chapter 648： The number of conferring saints, the talk has collapsed...

Southern Wilderness.

Five hours had passed since Chen Luo rescued Song Ci, and the ancestor demons had already forgotten about it.

After Lang Feixian took the lead in jungle development, Yuan Bubai went down the road to steal the tower and directly opened the magic costume, Song Ci fought against the road and changed one after another, perhaps because of being stimulated, those peak saints in the Southern Wilderness suddenly faced each other almost at the same time. The Ancestral Demon Realm launched an attack.

At this time in the Southern Wilderness, the demonic aura is pervasive, blood is soaring to the sky, and the coercion of the Great Sage rises and falls one after another, colliding and confronting invisibly. Those little monsters below the third rank, feeling the blood tide and the pressure of the great saint at the same time, are also rapidly transforming.

"Although this bloodline tide is weird, it is indeed of great benefit to Nanhuang..." an ancestor demon sighed, "Looking at the scale of this bloodline tide, it seems more than enough to break through five or six ancestor demon realms."

The idea of ​​another ancestor demon spread, and he agreed: "That's right. The human race has Chen Luo to open martial arts. Martial arts are destined to flourish, and the strength of the human race will inevitably increase sharply. This time, the blood tide seems to be blessed by the demon ancestors, and it has greatly improved our demon race. The strength of the next hundred years!"

"More than that! Don't forget, there is also that white Ze on Fangcunshan! His strange writings can help low-grade monsters absorb the sun's essence and moonlight, and the ancient classics of mountains and seas can help monsters trace back the blood shadow of their ancestors and advance to the Great Sage. Another ancestor demon added, "The article "Wukong Biography" condenses the ancestor demon's battle shadow, which is helpful to the Great Sacred Realm. Now it is helping the ape clan to get the blood of the half emperor demon!"

"From the ninth rank to the first rank, even the super rank, Bai Mo is of great use to the monster race! He is my trump card against the human race in the future in the Southern Wilderness!"

The ancestral demons immediately pondered when they heard the words. From the beginning, they may have only regarded Bai Mo as a talented junior, but now that the role of Bai Mo is so clearly pointed out, they suddenly realized that this square inch of white ink is very important to him. Nanhuang seems to have a strategic position for the Yaozu.

This is bound to affect the power structure of the Southern Wilderness in the future.

But the ancestor demons thought about it again, it wouldn't happen!

What is Bai Ze? That's a strange beast!

The alien beast is born by the bloodline of the demon ancestor, born in the form of the ancestor demon, and there is no lower bloodline passed down, not to mention the combination of Bai Ze and the rest of the demon clan, even if there are two Bai Ze, male and female, it is rare for them to combine. It is very difficult to reproduce a Bai Ze.

This is the limitation of the blood of the alien beast.

Therefore, alien beasts cannot become a race at all, they are either independent, or they are the guests of the strong tribe in the southern wilderness!

From this point of view, all the monster races in the Southern Wilderness have no fundamental conflict with Bai Ze, and they should try their best to make friends.

It's no wonder that from the moment Bai Mo appeared in this world, the Azure Dragon Emperor personally went down to **** him! Not only did he give away a sycamore grove, but he also took a rare shot and beat some ancestor demons who were trying to harm him.

Sure enough, the tree is old and mature, and it is far-sighted.

Look at that human Chen Luo, can he get this kind of treatment?

At most, it was just a sentence, and by the way, he taught Han Changli and Chen Xiyi a lesson.

This closeness can be seen at a glance!

The Azure Dragon Emperor really is still facing the Yaozu!

"It's a pity, Bai Mo is still a third-rank great saint. If he has become a peak saint, I, Nanhuang, will do my best to help him advance to the ancestor demon!" an ancestor demon sighed.

"Forget it, let's look in front of us first, I don't know which clan's pinnacle saint will be promoted to the ancestor demon after Yuan Bubai!"

"According to this ancestor, it is likely to be the wind of the Tiger Clan... what the hell!"

An ancestor demon exclaimed in surprise, and almost at the same time, a cyan beam of light rushed into the sky in the north of the southern wilderness, and the attention of the southern wilderness ancestor demon immediately turned to the direction of the blue beam of light.

At this moment, in the sky of Daxuan, a phantom of a thousand miles of blue road appeared, and the holy hall appeared from the void. Hong Zhong Da Lu's voice echoed.

Even though they are separated by thousands of miles, the ancestor demons can still feel the newborn holy power in the Daxuan Heaven and Earth.

"The holy bell rang seventy-two, and someone from the human race has been canonized!"

It is inconceivable that all the demon ancestors collided with each other.

There is a bloodline tide here in our Southern Wilderness!

Many of our peak saints in the Southern Wilderness are desperately attacking the Ancestral Demon Realm!

Why did someone in your human race suddenly become a saint?

Are you polite?

But then, another question appeared in the minds of the ancestor demons.

who is it?

Literary Minister Yan Baichuan?

Or the military minister Han Qingsong?

Or other great Confucians?

He actually ignored the tidal luck of the Southern Wilderness and made himself a saint!

Look down on us?

Come anyway, whether you want to or not is our business, and whether you come or not is your business.

At this moment, the Wanli Confucianism Dao changed and turned into a phantom of the misty world. In this world, candles lit up, and each candle light was transforming a person's life.

But the whole life in this candlelight has one thing in common—it came to an abrupt end.

These figures all died halfway, and then the candles were extinguished.

The tens of thousands of candles that were originally dazzling were extinguished one by one, and in an instant, none of them were lit, and the world seemed to be plunged into oppressive darkness.

In the darkness, a cry suddenly sounded, and the cry was full of sorrow.

It is the cry of losing loved ones and companions, and it is the cry of dying without saying goodbye.

Amidst the crying, a cyan light suddenly lit up, illuminating the world, and a book was slowly condensed in the cyan light, and the book was written with the words "Law", followed by a cyan light. The light scattered and fell on every extinguished lamp, and in an instant, thousands of lamps were rekindled.

Amidst the lights, a majestic court rose from the ground, and the blue light flew towards the plaque of the court and crashed into the court. Suddenly there was a sound of a gavel being slapped in the yamen, followed by the sound of ascension—

mighty-

A stone tablet appeared in front of the yamen, with eight large characters inscribed: For the rights of the living, for the dead!

At the same time, the plaque on the yamen also flashed a blue light, forming five large characters - mention the prison secretary!

In an instant, a deadly figure walked out of every light, walking towards the court...

The phantom of the misty world also slowly disappeared, and at this time there was a solemn voice in the church——

"Congratulations to Song Ci, a great Confucian, cross the Long Bridge of Suo Suo, cleanse the world of injustice, transcend the ordinary and become holy!"

"Boom!" The spiritual thoughts of the ancestor demons in the Southern Wilderness suddenly exploded, and everyone felt their brains buzzing.

what's the situation?

Song Ci canonization?

Isn't he all dead?

Have we been deceived by the human race again?

That's not right, we have seen it with our own eyes!

How can it be canonized?

This is unreasonable!

However, when the ancestor demons were entangled, Chen Luo's voice came from Daxuan——

"Bai Mo, you can make the blood-severed demon recast his blood and return to his ancestors; I can also make the martyred Confucian go on his search again, transcending the ordinary and becoming a saint!"

"This round, we are tied!"

Hearing this sentence, the ancestor demons suddenly realized.

So it is!

That's right, Bai Mo's books are all attached to Chen Luo's way, and Chen Luo should be able to do what Bai Mo can do.

It makes sense.

But wouldn't the life-threatening supernatural power of "martyrdom" become a regular supernatural power in the future?

It's not fair!

Sure enough, it was hasty to let Chen Luo go just now!

…

Daxuan, Zhongjing.

A figure ran wildly in the streets of Daxuan, causing a powerful storm as it passed by.

But no one dared to scold the running man, because they saw clearly that it was the Daxuan Faxiang—Cheng Nansong!

At this time, Cheng Nansong, with ecstasy on his face, tears in his eyes, made a sound like crying and laughing, which made people feel creepy.

Soon, a piece of news spread quietly in Zhongjing——

Fa Xiang, crazy!

…

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" Fa Xiang rushed directly into the palace, only to find that His Majesty Emperor Daxuan seemed to be waiting for him.

"Fa Xiang, here we come!"

Cheng Nansong hurriedly stepped forward, saluted, and said loudly, "Your Majesty, Song Ci, the former Chancellor of the Dharma, has been consecrated!"

Ye Heng nodded, with a joyful smile on his face: "Putian witness, I saw it."

Cheng Nansong continued: "Song Sheng's way is not wrong!"

"I know, I know..." Ye Heng sighed deeply, "If I had been able to persevere a bit back then, maybe Song Sheng would have been able to become a saint a few years earlier!"

"I was wrong..."

Cheng Nansong was startled for a moment, and quickly said, "No, it has nothing to do with His Majesty. It was Song...it was the old minister who couldn't bear His Majesty being attacked by those hypocritical defenders, so he resigned and retired."

Ye Heng waved his hand: "If I can be tougher, what can they do? Forget it, it's always a great thing for Song Sheng to become a saint now!"

"Your Majesty..." Cheng Nansong was about to speak, but was interrupted by Ye Heng: "I know your reason for coming, and the imperial decree has been drawn up."

After speaking, Ye Heng took out a scroll of imperial decree from his sleeve and handed it to Ye Heng.

"The Department of Bias set up a yamen for prisons and prisons, with a rank of second rank, which belongs to the jurisdiction of the Department of Bias."

"Specialized in the review of local cases, and has the right to open the coffin for autopsy. If there is a murder case, but there are doubts, the prison department has the right to overturn the retrial, and the local yamen must not interfere!"

"The classics written by Song Sheng will be entered into the Wenchang Pavilion for circulation by the world!"

When Cheng Nansong heard the words, he bowed deeply. You must know that not all semi-sacred knowledge can be fulfilled by the imperial court in charge of the luck of the human race, after all, it represents the general trend of the human race!

Behind this will, there may be a complicated struggle for the Holy Cause.

Even the royal family of the Ye family and those religious saints were involved.

However, the brother's truth was finally recognized by the human race!

Even though he had been calm and dignified for dozens of years, at this moment, the Dharma Prime Minister known as Nanshan Laosong couldn't stop swallowing. Thousands of words were reduced to four words: "Old Minister, follow the order!"

…

"Chen Luo!"

In Weihu Mountain, the empress Feng Nanzhi was secretly shocked.

Others don't know Chen Luo's identity, but she knows it all.

Right now, the one person and one demon who have successfully broken through are all inseparable from him!

Turning the clouds with his left hand and covering the rain with his right hand, he almost manipulated the entire Southern Wilderness in the palm of his hand.

Even the ancestor demons of various races were kept in the dark.

Thinking of this, as the mainstay of the Southern Wilderness Monster Clan, the Empress of the Tiger Clan, Feng Nanzhi felt a little uncomfortable.

She doesn't know, what is this feeling?

Is it because of racial antagonism that she feels a real threat from the human race?

Or was it because of Chen Luo's performance that made her aware of the little Golden Crow in her eyes who still needed to be "merciful" in her eyes, and suddenly made her feel like she was being overwhelmed?

There was a burst of irritability in my heart.

"Hmph..." Feng Nanzhi snorted softly, and said to herself, "Third Grade, believe it or not, I will announce your identity right now... huh?"

Feng Nanzhi's brows suddenly frowned before he finished speaking.

Different from the ancestor demons in the Southern Wilderness, since Chen Luo left the Southern Wilderness with Song Ci, Feng Nanzhi's attention has been on the border between the Southern Wilderness and Daxuan.

At this moment, she sensed a sneaky figure lurking from Daxuan into Nanhuang again.

Surrounded by evil spirits, and covered by blood tides and the aura of many great saints, if you don't observe carefully, you won't be able to find it at all.

That is a golden crow!

Feng Nanzhi gritted her teeth angrily.

"Why are you back again?"

"Are you still making trouble?"

"Could it be that you want to lead this bloodline tide?"

"Aren't you afraid of revealing your identity in case?"

A trace of worry flashed across Feng Nanzhi's eyes, but in the end it turned into a trace of grievance.

"Are you sure I won't reveal your identity?"

"Just know how to bully me, what kind of master of martial arts are you!"

"snort!"

…

Unaware of the resentment on Weihu Mountain at all, Chen Luo was flying towards Fangcun Mountain cautiously at this time.

There's no way, the third senior brother hasn't broken through yet, and Uncle Wen hasn't been conferred a saint yet, so my senior brother has come in again.

If I am not watching from Fangcunshan, I am always uneasy.

Fortunately, Fangcun Mountain was not in the depths of the Southern Wilderness. Chen Luo returned to Fangcun Mountain after going around for a while, and turned into the appearance of Bai Mo again.

"Are you back?" Chen Luo had just set foot on Shangcun Mountain when a weak sound transmission came from a small mushroom at the foot of the mountain. Chen Luo was taken aback and glanced at the little mushroom.

Needless to say, Seventh Senior Brother!

"Well, Song Sheng was picked up by the seniors of the holy hall, and he went to stabilize the world of Confucianism." Chen Luo replied, reaching out to pick off the mushroom, "Bai Ze is sensitive to blood. I feel that several blood vessels in Nanhuang seem to have arrived. limit."

"One day and one night, it's about the same." Brother Mushroom Seven replied, "The situation will be chaotic in the future. You should be more cautious."

"Yeah." Chen Luo nodded slightly, and was about to walk towards Liaozhai with the little mushroom, when suddenly his footsteps stopped, his face was serious, and he looked up at the sky.

…

At this time, the ancestor demon stars that were originally suspended in the sky suddenly emitted the ancestor demon coercion at the same time. One of the ancestral stars sent a sound transmission to the human race: "Human race, Song Ci has already been conferred a saint, and your human race has already obtained a semi-sage, you should be content."

"I'll discuss it, and I can give you another place to be a saint for your human race, and let him be a saint. We will never stop you."

"But the rest of the Great Confucianists of the Questing Realm are all returned to Daxuan!"

"How about it?"

As soon as these words were finished, Nanhuang was in an uproar.

The ancestor demons offered to give the human race a chance to become a saint?

"Sure enough! Song Ci's canonization has aroused their fear!" Seventh Senior Brother said leisurely, "This time, Bloodline Tidal can produce several more super products. These ancestor monsters are not willing to be taken advantage of by the human race in the midst of internal friction."

"If the three protectors try their best to protect it, they will definitely be able to protect the next person, so they made a condition for giving the race another place."

The bloodline tides that appeared in previous years gave birth to at most three super products, and any one of them is extremely precious, so it is naturally impossible to just give it away like this.

But today's situation is different. The number of ancestor demons can be seen with the naked eye. Naturally, there will be some struggles within the demon clan, which will involve the energy of dealing with the human race.

And the human race has already produced a Langfei Immortal, and conferred a Song Ci, if there are two or three more, it can be said that your Yaozu blood loss.

On the one hand, it is to improve the strength of its own clan and suppress the hostile monster clan; on the other hand, it is to consider this issue from the perspective of the entire monster clan, and naturally the human race cannot take advantage of it.

If Song Ci hadn't been conferred a saint before, the ancestor demons wouldn't be in a hurry. Now that Song Ci has been made a saint, the human race already has a demi-saint in their pockets.

Don't talk about Yuan Bubai, although he is still a monster, but he is indeed of the blood of heaven. Some things have to be guarded against.

That's why there was that discussion just now.

As soon as Chen Luo turned his head, he figured out the ins and outs of the situation, and then cursed, shameless.

There is only one chance, for whom?

To reach the level of a Confucianist in the Quest Realm, there is either a teacher standing behind him, or a noble family. Now that he is given a place of undisturbed canonization, it is inevitable that some people will not have ideas in their hearts.

Like the Fang family!

No one is stupid, everyone knows that this is the Yaozu's conspiracy to break the divide, but sometimes it works very well.

The ancestor demon continued to transmit the sound, and there was a hint of bewitching force in the sound transmission: "King Jing, once you fight, it is unknown whether you three guardians will be trapped among the thousands of demons in the Southern Desolation."

"I will release a quota, and your human race can confer your saints. In any case, this time the blood tide, the human race will have two more half-sages without risk, wouldn't it be wonderful?"

"This is the greatest sincerity expressed by my monster race to the human race for thousands of years."

Daxuan was silent for a moment, and then the voice of the old Jing Wang Yelai came.

"Can!"

"However, my human race seeks the Great Confucianism and does not withdraw from the Southern Wilderness. How about watching the peak saints advance to the ancestor demon?"

Hearing what Old King Jing said, the ancestor demon was amused.

"King Shengjing, you are joking."

"If you don't leave after asking for the Great Confucianism, who knows if you will suddenly become a saint!"

Old Jing Wang sighed leisurely, and then said via voice transmission: "If you insist on doing this, my human race can also agree. But one quota is too small, and the saint said the number, eight!"

"Ye Lai! Are you trying to anger Nanhuang?"

"Looking at you like that, is it a matter of discussion? Don't be angry, don't be angry, just sit and pay back the money by asking for a lot of money. If you think eight is a bit too much, I'll take a step back and get four!"

The ancestor demon said coldly: "Just one!"

"Fuck!" Old King Jing said directly, "I cut off half of it in one go to save you face, but you don't agree."

"Then what do you say Nima!"

"The talk is broken, let's not talk!"

At this time, another ancestor demon said: "King Shengjing, don't you discuss this matter with the holy hall? I'm afraid you can't be the master alone, right?"

"Exactly, Ye Lai, your words on this matter don't count!" At the same time, a voice full of holy power came out from above the sky.

The ancestor demons were taken aback for a moment, and then their faces turned ashen.

Nima!

Han Changli!

You tm haven't left yet!

He is the majestic hall master of the temple, and he is still standing on the threshold of other people's houses. Do you want to lose face?

While complaining, I heard Han Changli say another sentence——

"Mr. Xiyi, are you awake? Hey, our little Song has become a saint."

"Oh, really? Congratulations..."

The ancestor demons: (╯° °)╯︵┻━┻

Master of the Dao Palace!

Where is your conscience?

What about your pattern?

Why are you still chatting!

It's just that the Azure Dragon Emperor in Wutonglin didn't respond.

At this time, the ancestor demon who spoke later could only bite the bullet, and said through voice transmission: "Mr. Changli, one quota, this time the blood tide tide does not interfere with our two races, how about it?"

Han Changli's voice came slowly, but it was not to the ancestor demon, but to the old King Jing.

An ordinary ancestor demon is not worthy of Han Changli's response.

"Xiaoye, when did the Confucian sect let you make such a concession? Cut off half of the price at once? I think you are used to being rich."

"You asked for eight, just eight, not one less."

"They don't give it, we will get it ourselves!"

"The Master said: Do not do to others what you do not want done to you. Do you remember what it means?"

Old King Jing nodded: "Even if you don't want something, you can't give it to others! Hall Master, I understand!"

The ancestors: (ノ￣д￣)ノ

what are you guys saying?

This is how you understand what Zi said?

Is it bullying that our Yaozu do not study enough?

We all know that the coffin of Confucius will soon be overwhelmed!

…

"Little brother, do you know why the hall master rejected this proposal?" Seventh brother asked through voice transmission in Fangcun Mountain.

Chen Luo's heart shuddered, he knew that this was the senior brother reminding him.

"Some things, there is no room for discussion." Chen Luo said through voice transmission, "It's only superficial to provoke the internal dissension of the human race. The real reason is that the holy way is fighting, not by letting it out, especially by letting it out from the monster race."

"This kind of thing, there are only zero or countless times. Once the opening is opened, it will become one of the natural choices of future generations, which will damage the enterprising spirit of our human race."

Speaking of this, Chen Luo also sighed in his heart.

He thought of his previous life, when he traveled through time, he was in an era of national destiny disputes that would last for decades.

The prosperity of the country is not achieved by others, but by fighting for it by gritting your teeth.

No one can speak to us from the qualifications of strength!

Not in the previous life, nor in this life!

"It's just that there will always be a price..." Brother Seven seemed to have thought of something, and said in a low tone.

…

In the sky, a large number of ancestor demon spirits collided in the air, and then the ancestor demon who made the suggestion at the beginning said coldly: "In that case, there is nothing to talk about."

"Each according to his own ability!"

Immediately, the ancestor demon stars in the sky quietly dissipated, and then, an ancestor demon appeared in various parts of the southern wilderness, and the spirit spread, covering the southern wilderness.

…

"Sure enough!" Senior Seventh Brother said solemnly on Fangcun Mountain, "The monster race doesn't plan to stop us when the great Confucian of the human race can be conferred a saint, but will directly kill and seek the Confucian."

"Humans don't care?" Chen Luo asked puzzled.

"The tide of the bloodline is fixed: the number of ancestor demons who do it is at most twice that of the guardians of the human race, that is, six ancestor demons."

Chen Luo frowned slightly: "Why isn't there the same number as the human guardians?"

"Because the human race is united!"

Chen Luo suddenly realized: It's reasonable.

"But this time there is a problem!" Seventh Brother said again.

Chen Luo turned his head, and blurted out: "Fang Family Half Saint!"

This is not easy!

…

At this time, in the sky, Lang Feixian yawned, turned around and said to Ding Gongya: "I'm going for a walk."

Ding Gongya nodded: "It's ok to saunter, don't be too sloppy."

Lang Feixian smiled: "Don't worry!"

As he said that, he suddenly flew in one direction, and the three ancestor demons who blocked Lang Feixian immediately moved their bodies, chasing Lang Feixian relentlessly.

Immortal Langfei suddenly shouted loudly: "Master! Emperor Qinglong!"

"The Yaozu has dispatched three ancestor demons to deal with me!"

"You always want to uphold justice!"

The ancestor demons were slightly taken aback: ('`;)?

Fuck, forgot about this one.

6-3=3!

Lang Feixian held back three ancestor demons by himself!

This Lang Feixian is really annoying!

…

And at this time Outside the Tianjue Forest, a quintessential and majestic monster aura soared into the sky.

"Thanks to everyone in the Southern Wilderness for taking care of my younger brother!"

"This is the time for me to return to the Southern Wilderness."

"To block the quota of Human Race Great Confucianism, please count me as Bai Xiao!"

A handsome figure slowly appeared in the air, and the whale swallowed up the cloud of tidal luck!

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This is a normal update.

I stayed up all night yesterday, and today I had a day of meetings during the day, and my brain really can't keep up.

Supplement will be placed tomorrow

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