On the Avenue.

Chapter 319: Uncle and Son Go to Battle
Behind Chen Shi, Hei Guo quietly kicked Mu Che, and Mu Che tactfully retreated.

Several Heavenly Listeners beside Zhuang Wujiu's Qilin Chariot were staring at the black pot and each took a step forward.

They are the deacons and venerables among the Heavenly Listeners, and their strength is far beyond that of the apostles.

Compared with those dull-witted apostles, these deacons and venerables are much more agile. Wherever they pass, there is a force field similar to a field, and many ears grow.

Every time they took a step forward, Black Pot's territory shrank. It was obvious that they were suppressing Black Pot with their own strength.

The black pot stared at them and moved to one side. Deacon Tianting and the Venerable followed it, gradually moving away from Chen Shi and Zhuang Wujiu.

Chen Shi said calmly, "Then who do you think is worthy of the innate Dao fetus?"

Zhuang Wujiu's face was solemn, even a little respectful, and he said in a serious tone: "The innate Dao embryo contains great power, which is the Dao bestowed by the true God. Those who possess the Dao embryo must have a heaven-defying understanding and talent, and a unique talent! This person must be extremely intelligent, and he can understand everything at once, and he can master any Dao method at a glance, and any move at once! Even the immortal method cannot stump him at all! His cultivation speed must be fast, and it is hard for others to catch up with him. Even a genius can't catch up with him even if he tries hard! Chen Shi, do you know who I am talking about?"

Chen Shi looked at him and asked, "Who is it?"

"It's you! You from eleven years ago!"

Zhuang Wujiu said calmly, "I met you eleven years ago. You were only nine years old at that time, and you were a famous scholar. Many people did not believe that you had a congenital Taoist fetus, and they conducted experiments on you. I consider myself to be a rare genius in the world, but the moment I saw you, you amazed me. I still remember that you practiced the immortal arts at that time, and you learned it as soon as you learned it, understood it as soon as you understood it, and understood it as soon as you realized it."

Hei Guo was a little stunned when he heard that. He stopped confronting those Tian Ting people and looked over here.

Zhuang Wujiu said, "I came here to do one thing, which is to collect the iron ruler from the underworld and use it for myself. Now that the iron ruler has been stolen by thieves, I want to meet the unparalleled boy scholar. I heard that he has resurrected and killed the young master. I want to meet this extraordinary boy scholar who impressed me again."

Chen Shi's heart was moved: "So this thing is called the Heaven-measuring Iron Ruler. Isn't it a stick? Why is it called such a weird name? But it is quite appropriate. This thing can measure the heaven and earth."

Zhuang Wujiu showed admiration and said, "When I first met you, I asked the Heaven Listener to sort out your documents. I looked carefully and found that there was too much information in it, which was instilled into the Heaven Listener by your dog. There was too much false information. This surprised me. But this is the dog's ability, not your ability."

Chen Shi asked, "What about the second time?"

"Today is the second time. You killed those people fiercely and domineeringly, and even sat in the car without moving. Your strength is the best among your peers. There are probably only a dozen people in the secular world who can fight with you at the same level."

Zhuang Wujiu said, "It is not unfair that the young master died in your hands. When I met him eleven years ago, he was still young, and he put too much energy into how to win people's hearts, how to win over the thirteen noble families, and how to amass wealth. If he could spend half of his energy on cultivation, perhaps he would not have lost to you. But it does not mean that you are worthy of the innate Dao fetus."

His words were sharp, like a sword piercing the heart of Taoism: "You just killed those three people with ordinary spells, magical powers, and treasures. There is nothing amazing about them. You killed the young eunuch by relying on the uniqueness of your flying sword and the unexpectedness. You killed the master of Bailian Hall by relying on your profound cultivation. You killed the card holder of Shenshu Camp by relying on the power of Huagai. You are not worthy of the innate Taoism fetus."

He could not hide his disappointment in his words, and said in a gloomy manner: "You are no longer the boy scholar who impressed me. After your resurrection, you are just like everyone else. The boy scholar back then is really dead."

He turned and walked towards the Qilin Chariot.

Chen Shi's voice came from behind him: "So, do you know who got my innate Dao fetus?"

Zhuang Wujiu stopped.

Chen Shi said, "You are obsessed with the innate Dao fetus, not just because of that stunning glimpse eleven years ago, but because you can often see the innate Dao fetus in Despair Hill. The person who got the Dao fetus has a heaven-defying understanding and talent because of the Dao fetus, and is an unparalleled talent in the world, but the person who got the Dao fetus was not you. Originally, you were about the same, but you were surpassed by him. You are also a person of great talent and a genius with an extremely conceited mind. You were originally about the same, but after he got the Dao fetus, you were inferior to him in every way."

Zhuang Wujiu clenched his fists.

Upon hearing this, Hei Guo immediately perked up and continued to confront those Tianting people.

Chen Shi stared at his back, and every word was like a knife, piercing Zhuang Wujiu's back. "We are both learning Taoism, but he can learn it at a glance, master it once he learns it, and he can understand everything once he understands it. But you can only study it honestly. You wish you had a few more brains to be as smart as him. Originally, your realms were not much different, but since he obtained the Tao fetus, he has left you far behind. The distance between you and him is getting farther and farther, and it is becoming increasingly difficult for you to compare with him."

Zhuang Wujiu remained motionless and burst into laughter.

Chen Shi continued, "The gap between you two is getting bigger and bigger. You try your best to catch up, but you find that the other party just learns and practices casually, and is far ahead of you who tries hard. Therefore, you feel unbalanced and want to regain your sense of superiority. You heard that I was resurrected and that I killed the young master, so you came to find me. You should know that the true god will never give me a divine fetus a second time, so you want to see my Taoist fetus and see me disappear among the crowd, so that you can satisfy your competitive spirit. In fact, you want to say that even if the boy scholar loses his Taoist fetus, he is still a waste like you."

"Hahahaha!" Zhuang Wujiu laughed and shook his head.

"Zhuang Wujiu, the person you will never be able to catch up with in your whole life, has only obtained my Dao fetus."

Chen Shi said coldly, "Without the Dao fetus, I am still a scholar, and still the top scholar in Chen, but you can only be suppressed by my Dao fetus, and you will never be able to turn over on the slope of despair in your life."

Zhuang Wujiu couldn't laugh anymore, he clenched his fists tightly, then suddenly relaxed, shook his head and said with a smile: "Chen Shi, although what you said is true, you still lost the Taoist fetus after all."

He walked towards the Qilin chariot, came to the side of the chariot, turned around and smiled: "Even if I am the same as you, without an innate Dao fetus, our fates are different, one is in heaven and the other is in hell. I am high up on the Slope of Despair, and you are struggling to survive in the mortal world. I practiced hard but could not catch up with that man's Dao, which is an immortal art that you will never be able to touch in your entire life. You struggled in the cesspool for your entire life, struggling to survive in the torture of death. You used all your strength to defeat the young master and win the title of the top scholar, but it was just something I disdained."

His aura became stronger and stronger, and a towering Yuanshen appeared behind him, nearly a hundred feet tall. He looked down at Chen Shi from a high place, and his voice rumbled and shook: "In eleven years, I have cultivated to the realm of refining spirits, killed three corpses, refined the Yang God, and cultivated a hundred-foot Yuanshen! You and I are both mortals, but our circumstances are different, and the gap between you and me will become larger and larger."

He entered the car, turned around and sat down, and said calmly: "Chen Shi, in another hundred years, you will have turned into dust, and I will still be the same as now."

Chen Shi smiled slightly and ignored him.

Zhuang Wujiu smiled and said, "Have you seen this Fire Qilin? It was the young master's mount. Now that the young master is dead, this Fire Qilin has no master and needs to find a way out, so I took it in. In the future, you will be far inferior to it. When you are dying, I will send it to burn incense and offer sacrifices to you."

Chen Shi didn't take it seriously. He sneered, jumped onto the wooden cart, called for the black pot, and left.

Zhuang Wujiu laughed loudly and with a shout, the Fire Kirin stepped on the fire cloud and pulled the treasure chariot into the sky.

Hei Guo kept looking at Chen Shi and found that Chen Shi looked normal, as if he was not affected at all.

It breathed a sigh of relief, as it was really worried that its young master would become mentally unbalanced because of Zhuang Wujiu.

Now it seems that the young master's state of mind is much higher than before. If it were in the past...

Suddenly, Chen Shi's face turned green and his expression was a little distorted, which scared Hei Guo.

"I can't bear this humiliation any more! If I bear this humiliation, what's the point of being the top scholar?"

Chen Shi said quickly, "Black Pot, you are affecting the nearby Tianting people!"

Black Pot quickly looked around, locking onto each of the Heavenly Listeners and influencing their cognition.

Chen Shi took out the black iron rod, used this treasure to activate the Wanli Flying Sword Technique.

This Zhangtian Iron Ruler is different from other magic weapons. When it is more than three feet long, it weighs only three or four pounds. The larger it changes, the heavier it becomes. When it changes into a giant pillar that reaches the sky and the earth, even a Mahayana being cannot shake it at all!
This thing is magical. Chen Shi used the transformation technique of Wanli Flying Sword, but was unable to transform it into a flying bird.

However, the Wanli Flying Sword Technique transforms into a flying bird just to preserve magic power. In the past, Chen Shi's cultivation was not strong enough, so it was necessary to preserve magic power. But now his magic power is strong, and the distance is not too far, so it seems not so necessary to preserve magic power.

"rise!"

Chen Shi shouted, and the iron ruler flew through the air.

The Fire Kirin is extremely fast, especially when running in the air. Its speed will get faster and faster, gradually surpassing the sound, as if it is running on thunder, and bursts of thunder can be heard in the air.

The precious chariot that Yan Xianzhi gave to Zhuang Wujiu was also extraordinary. It was in the blazing fire of the Fire Kirin, and there were thunderous sounds, but the interior of the chariot was very pleasant, the flames separated automatically, and there was no burning or noise. To refine such a precious chariot, many talismans were used, including those for avoiding water, avoiding fire, calming the wind, and driving away thunder, as well as the talisman of tranquility and the talisman of spring, which were necessary talismans.

In less than a moment, the Qilin Chariot flew a hundred miles away.

At this speed, it can travel four thousand miles in one hour, which is an enviable speed.

However, the Fire Kirin also needs to rest and cannot run at full speed all the time.

Zhuang Wujiu sat in the car, still with a smile on his face, but then the smile froze, making his face look a little distorted.

"Is this kid really in such a good mood? I didn't get angry with him, but I got angry with him. If he attacks, I might take this opportunity to teach him a lesson."

But when he thought about the fact that Chen Shi had died a hundred years ago and that he had sent the Fire Kirin to mourn Chen Shi, he felt much more relieved.

Suddenly, he sensed the fluctuation of magic power coming from behind. His eyes lit up and he smiled, "I thought you had achieved a very high level of mental attainment, but I didn't expect you couldn't help it. This time I will let you know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is..." He turned around and looked at the thing in horror.

It was a three-foot-eight-inch black iron stick, as thick as a baby's wrist, with strange patterns imprinted on its surface, which suddenly lit up!

This thing, like a flying sword, was flying straight towards the Qilin Chariot. It was exactly the Iron Ruler that he had been looking for so long!
The speed of the Zhangtian Iron Ruler is many times faster than that of the Qilin Chariot. This speed is the speed of Chen Shi's sword energy breaking through the air!

When they arrived at a place about a mile behind the Qilin chariot, suddenly a circle of fire appeared around the iron ruler, and the five kinds of innate righteousness quickly condensed and poured into the iron ruler!

Zhuang Wujiu couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine when he thought of the shattered Meridian Gate and the pierced Hall of Supreme Harmony in Xijing City.

The Fire Qilin also knew that something was wrong and ran forward with all his might.

An extremely thick pillar hit the back of the Qilin Chariot at a speed that was difficult to capture with the naked eye. Even though this treasure was a rare treasure given by Yan Xianzhi, and it had been tempered thousands of times and had amazing defensive power, it shattered directly at the moment of collision!
The fire unicorn did not live to see Chen Shi's final resting day. It was hit by a giant pillar several miles thick, and its bones were shattered and its flesh and blood turned to mud!
At the moment before the collision, Zhuang Wujiu tried his best to activate the ghost and god realm he cultivated, and corridors formed in the surrounding space.

This is exactly the field he used to trap Chen Shi's chariot, which can fold the space, similar to two opposing mirrors, with mirrors within mirrors, reflecting each other, forming an endless cycle.

This knowledge of ghosts and gods should be more accurately called a magical power. It was a unique skill he learned in the Hill of Despair, and its name was Kongzhe Jinghui.

Although theoretically the Aerial Mirror can fold a section of time and space and extend it to infinity, making it so that the enemy's attacks can never reach oneself, it is only a theory after all.

The use of this magical power is subject to restrictions on cultivation level, depth of comprehension, and speed of casting.

The moment Zhuang Wujiu used this magical power, he realized that the speed of his Ao Folding Mirror's return was far slower than the speed of the Tian Tie Ruler's expansion!

He turned the distance within a few feet and traveled a hundred miles, but the next moment the hundred miles of space was pierced through with a loud bang!

Zhuang Wujiu roared, and his soul merged. The moment the pure yang soul merged with his body, his body became pure yang and his magic power was vast. His body instantly grew to a hundred feet in size, like a majestic god!

He pushed his hands forward to meet the giant pillar that was coming from hundreds of miles away.

"boom!"

Zhuang Wujiu's body shook violently, and he was pushed backwards by the giant pillar that was still growing rapidly.

An extremely terrifying pressure came over him, and blood oozed from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose. His skin was torn and his clothes were torn!

He was crushed by the Iron Ruler and flew backwards for more than a hundred miles, and crashed into a mountain with a loud bang. The tail end of the Iron Ruler was three or four miles thick, and was no less thick than the mountain. It pressed him and pushed the mountain forward for several miles!
Finally, the iron ruler stopped.

The corner of Zhuang Wujiu's eye twitched, and there was a crackling sound of bones breaking inside his body.

Even his divine body could not withstand this violent impact.

Suddenly, the iron ruler shrank rapidly, and in a short moment it turned into a three-foot-eight-inch black stick, rolling in the air, and flew away with a whoosh.

Zhuang Wujiu raised his hand to grab it but he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow" sound!

He was smashed to the point of being embedded in the mountain. He hurriedly retracted his spirit, and his hundred-foot-tall body shrank rapidly before falling from the mountain.

Zhuang Wujiu fell to the ground, his legs cracking, and he fell to his knees.

His heart sank; both his legs were broken.

"It's nothing serious, I won't die!"

Zhuang Wujiu suppressed his injuries and gritted his teeth to hold back the pain, whispering, "So it was you who stole the Iron Ruler! I won't let you go this time! I must summon the Lord Tianting immediately!"

Just as he thought of this, a pair of feet suddenly appeared in front of him.

Zhuang Wujiu slowly raised his head and saw a tall young official who had come up to him at some point.

Zhuang Wujiu's heart beat violently, and he said in a hoarse voice, "The father of the scholar, Chen Tang?"

Chen Tang put his hands behind his back, looked behind him, and said calmly: "Sir, can you offer up your divine fetus? I want to see if your divine fetus is my son's innate Taoist fetus."

Zhuang Wujiu secretly groaned, then mustered up his courage and said with a smile: "Chen Tang, don't mess around! I am a visitor from Despair Hill, even the Thirteenth Family respects me..."

"You won't show me? I'll come and get it myself!"

Chen Tang pointed his finger right between his eyebrows.

Zhuang Wujiu's body shook violently, the back of his head vibrated, and the shrine flew out of his body involuntarily.

He was both ashamed and angry. He allowed Chen Tang to examine the shrine, but he could only kneel on the ground, unable to move or resist.

He was the chosen one of Despair Hill, how could he have suffered such humiliation?

Chen Tang checked it out, showing disappointment, and murmured: "It turns out that you are not worthy of my son's innate Dao fetus."

Zhuang Wujiu's eyes were filled with tears. He was first plotted against by Chen Shi, and then humiliated by Chen Tang. This was the worst injustice he had ever suffered in his life!

"Recite the words you said to humiliate my son." Chen Tang said.

Zhuang Wujiu widened his eyes and stared at him intently.

Chen Tang said expressionlessly, "Don't waste your time. I can rival the noble families by myself. No matter how many times you summon me, I will die. Hurry up and recite!"

After a moment's silence, a stuttering sound was heard at the foot of the mountain.

"The innate Dao fetus contains great power..."

"…But this is the dog's ability, not yours."

"I am high up on the slope of despair, while you are struggling to survive in the mortal world..."

"...When you are dying, I will send it to burn incense and offer sacrifices for you."

Zhuang Wujiu finished reciting, tears rolled down his cheeks, and he couldn't help crying out loud, shouting, "Chen Tang, I will remember the great humiliation I suffered today! In the future, I will repay you a hundredfold!"

Chen Tang ignored him and turned away.

Zhuang Wujiu fell to the ground and cried, venting his emotions for a while. Then he calmed himself down and rushed towards the Hill of Despair while recuperating from his injuries.

He did not summon the Heavenly Listeners, after all, this matter was too embarrassing.

After traveling like this for half a month, he finally arrived at the Slope of Despair. He could not help but feel happy: "After returning to the mountain this time, I will work a hundred times harder to cultivate and return the humiliation that Chen's father and son brought upon me a hundred times!"

Just as he thought of this, he saw a young man walking towards him with a smile.

The young man looked somewhat like Chen Shi and Chen Tang, but he was smiling and looked very friendly.

Zhuang Wujiu's heart skipped a beat and he thought to himself that this was not good.

"Creator Xiaowu!"

——A huge increase of 5,000 words (chapter), 10,000 words updated today!

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