Changsheng: I can sell everything

Chapter 660: Human or Ghost, the Inner Demon Proves Himself

A thousand Taoist soldiers lined up in battle formation is not Song Ciwan's limit.

In other words, it was difficult for the man in black in front of her to push her to her limits.

She could only show as much as possible so that Aunt Wen could see it. If Aunt Wen could paint her again in the future, if she could capture even a third of her charm, she would be considered a top master in the world.

Below, Aunt Wen, who was holding the scroll, was stunned.

It was impossible to describe her mood at the moment. It was as if in the extremely hot summer days, a cool feeling suddenly spread from head to toe.

Aunt Wen's arms were trembling, her heart was beating, and her blood was surging like a river.

Talent was surging in her mind, and an indescribable excitement was spreading in her blood and bones.

There is something that is clamoring and impulsive, as if it is about to sprout again and rise up from the ground.

She couldn't speak, couldn't even move, she could only look up and watch.

Looking at the scene of immortals lined up in formation, cloud dragons, wind tigers, dense clouds pressing down on the city, and the heaven and earth being silent.

The whole city seemed to be quiet at this moment.

Only the green-clothed female fairy in the sky snapped her fingers, and this time, ten thousand three-star Taoist soldiers appeared!

In terms of combat power, ten thousand three-star Taoist soldiers can never compare to a thousand four-star ones.

However, in terms of visual perception, in terms of surface momentum, in the eyes of ordinary people who do not quite understand the distinction between combat power, the visual impact of tens of thousands of people lined up in battle array is unparalleled.

In fact, let alone ordinary people who know nothing, even the men in black who know how to distinguish between high and low combat power -

At this moment, when ten thousand three-star Taoist soldiers stretched out in the sky, the black-clothed man's head was filled with a buzzing sound.

For a moment, his mind was completely blank.

I just hate that I was born with an extra pair of eyes, why do I have to have to see this scene!
Finally, his legs trembled, his knees went weak, and he knelt down on the clouds.

……

The whole place remained dead silent. The man in black who was kneeling on the clouds felt that he did not want to kneel down on his own initiative. It was just that his knees were weak and he could not stand, so he was forced to kneel down involuntarily!

The black-clothed man trembled his lips, and his heart was a little relieved. He said quickly: "God! Please be magnanimous. I am Zhen Zhiyi, a disciple from Kunshan. In this chaotic world, I was ordered by my master to go down the mountain to exorcise evil spirits. Just now, I saw the city god being bullied from afar, and thought that it was a rioter who committed a crime.

I didn't know there was a hidden story behind this, so I acted impulsively. I beg for forgiveness, Immortal!"

Song Ciwan responded, "So you are a disciple from Kunshan. Your name is Zhen Zhiyi?"

The black-robed Zhen Zhiyi said quickly, "That's right. I am Zhen Zhiyi, the 891st generation disciple of Kunshan, and I am a disciple of Wangyuan Peak. Now the world is in chaos, and the kings are fighting for the throne. The master has ordered that the disciple should go down the mountain to choose a wise master to assist him. He should also subdue evil spirits and save the people from the water and fire.

I didn't know the truth, so I offended you. Please forgive me for being a fellow righteous cultivator!"

Eight hundred and ninety-first generation, the Kunshan School is really long!
Song Ciwan smiled slightly and said, "You didn't know the truth just now, but you knew it when I showed up. I'm also wondering, what truth could you know in such a short time?
I see, no one explained anything to you just now. "

Zhen Zhiyi knelt on the cloud, his teeth chattering, cold sweat on his back. After a moment of thinking, he said hurriedly: "I, I see this Taoist friend... this Taoist friend who entered Taoism through painting..." He looked at Aunt Wen below and said quickly: "Even if this Taoist friend is fighting with the City God, he still spares no effort to protect the people here. Since he has such a chivalrous heart, how can he be a bad person?
"Since this fellow Taoist is doing a righteous act, there must be a misunderstanding that I am not aware of. I shouldn't have been impulsive. Fortunately, the Immortal was here and saved him in time, so that my impulsiveness did not lead to tragedy. Thank you very much, Immortal!"

Having said that, Zhen Zhiyi turned to Song Ciwan again and kowtowed upright on the cloud.

[Human desire, the endurance, endurance, endurance of a cultivator in the late stage of spiritual cultivation, four pounds and seven ounces, can be traded. ]

Good man, he can endure what ordinary people can’t endure!
Zhen Zhiyi not only kowtowed to Song Ciwan, but also said: "I have made a mistake, and I should accept the punishment. I only ask the fairy to allow me to compensate this Taoist friend because this mistake is not irreparable, and then return to the sect to ask for the precepts.

It's not that I'm afraid of death, but in such a chaotic world, I learned the immortal skills and wanted to keep myself useful. After being punished, I can come down the mountain and do my part to help this chaotic world!"

Song Ciwan had a smile on his face the whole time, listening to Zhen Zhiyi's eloquence and being amazed.

He is truly a man of resourcefulness. Even if he were placed in the imperial court, he would be able to act as eloquently as a famous figure.

Look at his tears in his eyes, he is so sincere and heartfelt.

The people below who heard these words had already softened their hearts. Some even couldn't help but whispered: "What this person said is reasonable. He also had good intentions. I didn't expect that his good intentions almost led to bad results. Since it didn't cause a big mistake, he shouldn't be sentenced to death."

Others said: "The world is in such a mess now. We should be more tolerant and caring to this chivalrous man from Kunshan who has the heart to save the people. We should not let the chivalrous men of the world feel disheartened."

At that moment, many people nodded: "Yes, yes..."

The comments of the people below were heard by the sky. Zhen Zhiyi knelt on the ground, raised his head slightly, and his eyes were shining.

If one had not witnessed with one's own eyes how powerful he was in front of the City God of Huijiang, who would have thought that he was actually a traitor?
Song Ciwan sighed, "It's a pity that you don't study for the imperial examination."

Zhen Zhiyi was stunned for a moment and said quickly: "My Lord, I will concentrate on cultivating the Dao!"

Song Ciwan said: "It is better to prove it once than to speak it a thousand times. Since you keep saying that you know you are wrong and admit it, you are so righteous, why not prove it with your inner demons."

Zhen Zhiyi seemed to not understand what Song Ciwan meant, and still asked in doubt: "Are you asking me to prove myself by swearing the oath of my inner demon?"

Song Ciwan smiled and said nothing, just looked at him.

As Zhen Zhiyi watched, he began to feel inexplicably nervous.

He didn't know that just now, at a moment unknown to anyone, Song Ciwan had used the Void Demon Sword on him.

At Song Ciwan's current level, when facing cultivators with lower cultivation levels than himself, he can wield the Void Demon Sword at will without having to build up momentum or worry about backlash.

She just looked at Zhen Zhiyi quietly, watching his expression gradually change from confusion to anxiety, watching him suddenly open his throat and shout loudly: "Master uncle! Master uncle, save me! Disciple Zhen Zhiyi, please protect me!"

The next moment, an old Taoist priest with white hair and beard suddenly walked out from the void outside the sky where tens of thousands of people were lined up.

It turns out that there is someone hiding behind Zhen Zhiyi!

Song Ciwan had already noticed this person's existence, so he was not in a hurry to kill Zhen Zhiyi.

She also wanted to go fishing, and study in depth the methods that the Three Immortals of Kunlun had used to deal with Emperor Zhou, and then use their own methods to retaliate.

(End of this chapter)