Chapter 189

Reinvigorate!

The whole land of China is green and warm.

It was already approaching winter, and the leaves were withered and lifeless.

But now it's like spring.

Sprouting and rebirth.

Everyone has never felt that the air can be so fresh, with a sweet smell, which makes people forget all the troubles and feel comfortable.

In the dark.

As if physical fatigue, with their deep breathing, gradually disappeared.

Yes.

When everything is peaceful and peaceful.

In the sky.

There were thousands of sword shadows passing by, and the sharp breath rushed to the bottom without any reservation.

Every city.

Countless people felt that their shoulders were as heavy as mountains, and they were forced to kneel on the ground, clenching their teeth, sweating hard on their foreheads. They watched the ancient friars fly over their heads, and their expressions were full of pain, begging each other to fly over as soon as possible.

And the ancient friars.

They unleashed a great deal of pressure.

Use the weakness of mortals.

To set off his noble status as a monk.

But one by one, with his hands on his back and his swords flying in the air, seemed to be the emperor's way out. He looked up and despised his eyes. He just glanced at them and ignored the pain of the ordinary people below.

Jiangnan Suzhou.

Jing Tianqian, the leader of the Shushan sect, led thousands of land God fairyland disciples, including three human immortals, to come over Suzhou. With cold eyes and contempt, he inspected the whole Suzhou ground.

Everyone below.

Including the supreme royal family.

One by one, their bodies trembled slightly, their eyes were scared, and they didn't dare to make a sound. In the prosperous city of Suzhou, many people fainted because they were standing high in the sky.

For the past three months.

Since the ancient friars of Shushan came to Suzhou, they have hardly regarded them as human beings.

Every time they travel, they deliberately release a bit of pressure and force them to kneel down.

But even if it's just a little bit.

For the ordinary people like them, they are extremely dangerous. They are still healthy. They will pass by after a while, but for the women, children and old people, they are

Look down at Suzhou city.

Jingtianqian snorts coldly. All of them dare not raise their heads. They are humiliated and looked at by all the disciples of Shushan with a scornful smile. The kind of look that makes no difference to animals makes all of them clench their fists.

It is said that the immortal is merciful and kind.

But in the past three months, I have seen all kinds of things.

It's all in the book.

In the TV series.

The description is quite different.

One day at a time.

They don't see the mortals in the world at all!

I'm in a good mood.

He gave alms to several disciples.

In a bad mood.

They don't treat ordinary people as human beings and humiliate them in various ways.

A young Taoist priest, with a proud face, flew over from somewhere in Suzhou City and said respectfully to Jing Tianqian in the vast sky:

"master, I have found my spiritual pulse, but..."

"Just what?"

"It's just that the spirit pulse is under a building. Maybe it's a little..."

Jing Tianqian said faintly:

"let the people in that building leave, or they will bear the consequences!"

The young man nodded and left.

Between the light conversation.

They don't pay attention to secular rules.

After half a stick of incense.

Under the angry eyes of countless people in Suzhou, the high-rise building, which is the most iconic building in Suzhou in a sense, was directly smashed by Jing Tianqian.

Point it out.

It turns into powder.

Finish it all.

Jing Tianqian still despised all living beings. He just looked down at Suzhou City and took it back.

It's like such a big Suzhou city.

It is the greatest glorious moment in history that he can destroy a mortal building.

Then.

Facing several disciples nearby, he said faintly:

"you guys, take out the spirit pulse. Be careful not to damage the spirit pulse. Put it into the mountains of Shu mountain."

From the beginning to the present.

It has always been such a high, calm attitude.

Seeing all the people in Suzhou, their bodies tremble and they can only bear it silently.

Next.

He took his disciples and shuttled between cities in the south of the Yangtze River. Every time he left, there was a hundred year old building, which turned into a smash. Countless people could only be angry.

And this pair of gnashing teeth, but powerless appearance.In the eyes of Jing Tianqian and his disciples, he looks down at all the Chinese living beings below, with scorn in his eyes and a thick banter on his face,

angry?

Dissatisfied with our behavior?

This is the reality!

Mole ant can only be mole ant forever!

The weak have always been trampled by the strong!

Three hours later.

Jing Tianqian led his disciples back to Suzhou.

Again.

Many people in Suzhou were suddenly nervous, but this time he didn't show his strong authority and let the people below kneel down to him, but his eyes were still scornful of all living beings.

Looking at a face full of anger and panic.

Immediately heart born tease.

Light way:

"mortals, you don't have to look at this seat like this. The law of the jungle has always been like this. Some people say that this spiritual pulse belongs to you just mortals."

"I don't know who the ignorant people are, but I can tell you that you are just a group of lowly mole ants and don't deserve to have them!"

So big Suzhou.

Suddenly ring out a burst of fist clenching voice, that is the anger in the heart of countless people.

But no one dares to speak.

They're just a bunch of mortals.

How dare you question the immortal above.

Just then.

In the West and the south, there is a strong momentum in each direction.

Jing Tianqian seems to feel something. A slight sneer appears at the corner of his mouth. He knows who the visitor is.

A middle-aged woman with a brush flies over with a group of Emei disciples behind her.

On the other side.

It was the old monk in a cassock on Mount Wutai. As soon as the old monk appeared, gold awns appeared around him. It was like the Buddha was born and lotus was born step by step. All the people in Suzhou city below seemed to be stunned. They were in high spirits and knelt down to him.

"Amitabha, two benefactors, I'm very polite."

Yes.

The Buddhist family, who was supposed to be universal and compassionate, did not look at the people below. Instead, he went to the middle-aged woman and Jing Tianqian and made a Buddhist gesture to meet them.

Detour:

"I hope you two can leave a spiritual vein for the mortals in the world in the presence of the old monk. Amitabha Buddha, good, good!"

Wen Yan.

The middle-aged woman suddenly snorted coldly, looked at the monk sarcastically and said with a sneer:

"don't be so merciful, old bald donkey. You should get a lot of spiritual pulse this time?"

"I also want us to hand over one to these mortals. Why don't you take it out?"

Jing Tianqian also sneered.

The old monks of Wutai Mountain lived in the same era with them. They were honored as Tiannan Buddha and asked them to make friends with them, but they didn't. They are really hypocrites.

"Old monk, we need to save 15 spiritual veins for the world in case we use them in the future. Please don't misunderstand them."

I heard that.

The middle-aged woman and Jing Tianqian are even more scornful of each other. They don't want to talk to each other at all.

"You three, it seems, don't listen to me, do you?"

But in this moment.

All of a sudden.

A voice of indifference reverberated over the whole Suzhou City in an instant. The three people's bodies were shocked and suddenly trembled. They looked around with great vigilance as if they were facing the enemy.

The next moment.

With white clothes and hands on his back, he came step by step.

"In that case, you don't have to live!"

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