The lovely wife is a vicious female supporting role?

After all, this feeling is too similar to the pressure brought by a powerful person.

"Forget it, forget it, forget it, let's go quickly, we can't stay here for long!"

"Yeah, it could be that the three from the Ji family are mixed in with the crowd."

"Withdraw, withdraw, withdraw."

These people fled in panic.

If someone could open their Dharma Eyes and observe destiny, they would surely be able to see that these people's destiny was cut off by some kind of dim gas.

That is the revenge of the Xuanhuang Qi on such people.

This is the place where we live and make money, but you eat the food here and curse the people here.

Although they could not enter Zhao Qian's body, they kept wandering around the entire town.

They can feel all the good intentions and strengthen themselves again.

But they will also retaliate against this kind of malice.

This kind of revenge was not carried out actively, but was the result of the subconscious accumulation of everyone during this period of time.

The final form of consciousness is a very vague one.

These consciousnesses gathered in the mysterious energy, covering the entire town.

From a long-term perspective, the entire town is shrouded in the Xuanhuang Qi, and everyone's body will be nourished by the Xuanhuang Qi.

The hidden injuries in the townspeople's bodies will be reduced, and their overall lifespan will be increased.

Even those seeds that are left to be sown next spring will have a higher chance of growing spiritual food.

Those monsters will also benefit from this, and their path to transformation will be much smoother.

Zhao Qian didn't know that this thing needed to be actively absorbed.

Before, he took out his big brick and shook it to beat some unconscious monsters.

When the big brick comes out, it will absorb some of it for him, and there will be very little gathered at that time.

But after the autumn harvest, Zhao Qian never used large bricks again.

The demonic disaster has been temporarily quelled, and no threat can make him take action.

Of course, fighting between husband and wife does not count.

So now the big brick is in his body and he is crying out to heaven and earth for help, but no one is responding.

He was bullied and plundered by the spiritual energy in his body all day long.

Perhaps one day this big baby will be able to convey his thoughts to Zhao Qian when he has his own consciousness.

But no one in the town knew that such a thing would be born.

Even Qiao Zheng, a god who also practiced the art of looking at qi, did not notice the birth of such a thing.

Because this consciousness is too weak.

But even such an ordinary thing can still have an impact on people who have malicious intentions here.

Those who leave will only suffer endless bad luck during the period when their luck is cut off.

They can't escape bad luck until their luck is restored.

But if they came to this town, the misfortune they suffered would continue to worsen.

Because the unintentional words they said had already disturbed this very hazy consciousness.

If you are good to me, I will repay you a hundredfold.

If they have malicious intentions...the fate of these people is the future.

However, the departure of these people will not disturb Zhao Qian's continued speech.

It would be better to say that after these people left, the mysterious yellow energy gathered together again and acted as a trumpet.

"...In this operation, we lost many people. Some of them might have talked to us a few days ago, but today they will never see each other again."

"To you, they may be friends, they may be passers-by who occasionally pass by, they may be people you talk to once and show you the way."

"They were of different ages, some were even younger than me. But they still left here forever on that day."

"However, no matter what identities they used before, now here, in this town, they only have one identity, and that is the martyrs who fought for our town."

Zhao Qian's voice gradually became more excited.

And the sky above his head.

White clouds and clear blue sky.

Inexplicably, there seemed to be something hiding in the sky above the clouds observing.

This thing bears the marks of time.

However, it can still be seen that it is a small tripod.

There is a shadow of a person engraved on this tripod.

The man stood on a high platform, just like below.

"...their deeds need to be remembered for their contributions, and we need to keep them in mind!"

The figure on the cauldron lit up slightly, and a panic-stricken aura spread in the sky.

It was as if someone had woken up.

"...their sacrifice is for our tomorrow. Our tomorrow needs us to create it with our own hands!"

Zhao Qian clenched his right hand and said to the people below

Those people's eyes were red, they never expected to be treated like this at first.

At the beginning, they just wanted to protect themselves from being bullied and their future homes from being bullied, so they secretly united together.

They don't feel their efforts will be recognized because they are operating in secret.

But now some people admit that everything they have paid for their homeland is for a better tomorrow in the future!

Their emotions were concentrated, but no one spoke up to interrupt Zhao Qian's words.

Because everything they did was recognized by the people before them, everything they did was not in vain.

It was only after Zhao Qian's reminder that they understood the significance of what they were doing.

"Everything old must be buried behind us. They are for our bright future!"

"Everything here is a new order and new rules!"

“They are the cornerstone, and it is because of them that we are able to stand here and keep moving forward.”

"So we can't forget them, we have to remember their sacrifices.

Not only should we remember them, we should also remember the names of all those who have contributed to this journey! "

"So we have to engrave their names on this monument behind us!"

Just as Zhao Qian finished speaking, the Xuanhuang Qi that had gathered to a certain degree in the town suddenly found a direction to flow in.

They continued to pour into this square monument, firmly nailing the monument to the current ground veins.

The Twelve Martial Monuments beside him also resonate with it.

An inexplicable aura emanated from here and even spread to Mingyu City.

Ji Jun, who was practicing, suddenly felt that he had some insights.

He was immediately surprised that after entering the stage of tribulation, he could still have new insights so quickly. It was really too rare.

In the room, Ji Xueyi, who was writing in an exercise book, suddenly felt a lot more comfortable.

More often than not, an image of a person emerged in my mind.

"Brother-in-law?!"

In Qingyu Pavilion, Wang Quanqing, who was also preparing to embark on the journey of transcendence, suddenly felt a little uneasy.

Upon closer inspection, nothing happened.

"Weird!"

Wang Quanqing shook his head slightly.

With his current divine consciousness close to the level of transcending tribulation, he was unable to perceive what was happening.

The people of the Xiao family in Mingyu City suddenly felt a tightness in their chest, as if their spiritual protection was suppressed.

"This is..." He covered his chest, the feeling of being suppressed made him breathless.

The spiritual energy around him seemed to be moving away from him. He felt as if he was rejected by the land.

"You can't bring it here!"

He got up and flew out of the city, and only felt much better when he was more than ten kilometers away.

"What the hell is this?!"

He gasped, not understanding what was going on.

These thirteen square tablets are constantly resonating at this moment, wanting to declare their existence to the whole world.

And the large black and yellow brick engraved on the Twelve Martial Monuments finally appeared from Zhao Qian's body!

It cheers! It jumps for joy!

The ownerless dark yellow energy around it continued to flow into its body.

With the movement of these forces, he finally felt that he could turn over and become the big brother inside his master's body!

But what he didn't know was that the spiritual energy of the heavenly tribulation that already remained in his body was also growing stronger!

And in the sky, a faint sigh sound came from the small tripod.

The sigh was full of emotion and loneliness.

It swayed slightly, as if the cheers of thousands of people were echoing in my ears, along with the roars and shouts of countless monsters.

Lines of aura descended from the sky, temporarily concealing the resonant power of the thirteen steles.

Then it fell down, kept shrinking, and without alarming anyone, it finally sat on the largest square monument in the center.

"I will carve their names here."

"They are the foundation of us and our town, so their names will be carved by me personally."

“When someone makes an outstanding contribution in the future, his name will be carved by you.”

"No matter who you are, as long as you are in this town, as long as you have made a contribution, as long as you are recognized!"

"Then you can leave your name here forever."

“It’s an honor that’s well deserved.”

"From now on, it will be called 'Monument to the Martyrs' Contributions'!"

Zhao Qian turned around and didn't pay much attention to the huge Xuanhuang brick that had just broken out of his body.

With a chisel and a hammer in his hands, he walked to the middle of the Twelve Martial Monuments.

The purpose of a monument is to engrave and record.

What we need to do now is to give full play to its original meaning!

Zhao Qian began to carve gently.

Ding!

There was the sound of hammer and chisel hitting each other gently.

The small tripod above sank slightly.

At this moment, Zhao Qian's cultivation level also lost a bit.

Everyone below was watching silently.

Ding, ding, ding.

The sound of carving was endless, but they did not make any sound or say much, but just kept watching.