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Volume 3, The Battle for the Dimension, Chapter 160, Destiny will cause waves

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    There is an idiom about serving tea to see guests off. Since Shifang was serving tea, Lin Yashan understood the idea and stood up to leave after a while.  Naturally, he was followed by Guang Yuan, Liu Shujun and other people who had been listed on the death list in Shifang. Soon after, the shopkeepers who were willing to share life and death with Uncle Ye also stood up, leaving time for them, who had not seen each other for more than ten years.  's servant.  It¡¯s a pity that there are always people who are ¡°ignorant¡±!  "Brother Ye, those guys can be killed with just one slap from you. Why should they be left to the court? It's so troublesome to go around and around!" Yang Ying was very puzzled by Shifang's behavior.  "If it's a little trouble now, but it can save you a big trouble in the future, why not!" Shifang said without any specific explanation.  "What's weird? You asked the government to chop off the heads of those Taoist priests. Isn't it just like holding a demon-eating party? You want to attract those people from Ziyang Palace to rescue them so that they can all be killed in one fell swoop!" Yang Ying curled her lips and said.  "Oh, Xiao Ying'er has become smarter!" Shifang raised his thumb.  "Of course" Yang Ying raised her head proudly, and it took a moment for her to realize: This does not mean that she was stupid before!  ¡°You bastard, just be proud of yourself, we don¡¯t know whether they will come or not!¡± Yang Ying glared at Shifang hatefully.  "If you don't come, don't come. I won't lose anything." Shifang said indifferently.  As he said, even if no one takes the bait, if hundreds of people are killed, I believe that killing chickens to scare monkeys will still be effective.  "Uncle Ye, has Xiaoyue come back these years?" Shifang asked Uncle Ye leaving her behind.  In the later years when he was trapped in the Sumeru Buddha Kingdom, Uncle Ye thought he had died, so he built a mourning hall for him. He insisted on lighting incense every day and often said things in front of his soul that could not be said in front of his subordinates.  Because the Divine Sumeru Buddha Kingdom belongs entirely to Shifang, which is the Kingdom of God in Shintoism. Although Shifang does not follow Shintoism, it can still receive incense through it. Every time he listens to Uncle Ye's chatter, he also understands the current situation of Ping'an Villa.  .  Since the establishment of the spiritual throne, Uncle Ye has never said that Hu Lingyue has returned, so she should not have been here, but for the sake of that trivial possibility, Shifang couldn't help but ask.  "No!" Uncle Ye's answer did not go against Shifang's expectations, but Yili still couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.  However, the next moment, Uncle Ye gave him another surprise.  "But Mr. Ning said when he came back for the last time three years ago, Miss Yue should be fine!" Ye Bo said.  "Really, what did he say?" Shifang asked excitedly.  "I don't know the specific situation. He may have something to hide. No matter how I asked, I only mentioned it a little bit." Ye Bo said.  "That's it!" Shifang whispered, pondering for a moment, and then asked, "Is Brother Ning in the capital?" "When Mr. Ning came back three years ago, he said that he was teaching at Baixia Academy. I don't know what's going on now.  !" Uncle Ye did not dare to give a definite answer.  "It looks like we have to change our schedule!" Shifang said to himself.  Originally, he wanted to go back to Zhiyuan County first to see if Master Yuan Jing and the others had returned; but now that he had unexpectedly received news about Hu Lingyue, he wanted to go to the capital to have a rest first.  This is not because he is heartless.  After the three years of teaching the Dharma after borrowing merit from the sky, the space rules rebounded, and everyone in Jiats Temple was forced to separate. However, Shifang was certain that they were in no danger, because the temporary alien space where the Dharma was taught at that time was in his  It was under subconscious control, and it was impossible for him to have the idea of ??harming Yuan Jing and others. As long as nothing happened, they would be safe.  But Hu Lingyue and Nie Xiaoqian are different.  When the heavenly punishment comes, the land of the gods will surely be destroyed. At that time, the laws will be broken and the world will collapse. The power caused by it will definitely be extremely powerful. It is simply not something that people like the two of them with low cultivation and no exotic treasures to defend themselves can handle.  ¡°Whether he has a flirtatious friend or he has urgent matters, in short, he puts the safety of Hu Lingyue and Nie Xiaoqian first.  "By the way, young master, there is a person named Yan Chixia who comes to inquire about your news every year, and has never stopped for ten years. It is thanks to him that the inheritance of martial arts training that you gave has a proof.  , only this old slave can break the longevity limit." Ye Bo said.  "I know!" Shifang nodded, "I will stay here for half a month, and I just have something to teach you."  On July 13, it is said that the gates of the underworld will open at midnight.  At noon, the weather was gloomy and there was no sunshine.  Rows of death row prisoners dressed in white were escorted out of the west gate by soldiers. When they saw the polished sword on the execution platform and dozens of executioners with heavy backs, most of them were trembling with fear and collapsed on the ground.  There was a ball of cloth in the mouth, and I believe the place must have been filled with crying and chaos.    The crowd watching the fun was still laughing and pointing, but when they saw more and more death row prisoners being escorted out, they slowly became silent, and finally looked at the execution platform with fearful eyes.  Shangfu Zun, the county magistrate, and Shifang and others in the teahouse on one side.  Estimating the time and seeing that it was almost the same, Lin Yashan stood up and came to a tablet with the word "Wei" that enshrined three animals and nine rituals. He opened a memorial and read loudly: "It is my great fortune that I, Lin Yashan, have been appreciated by your Majesty.  For the sake of the Lord of Guangming Mansionto eat the emperor's salary and to be loyal to the emperor, it is now discovered that Guangyuan, Liu Yongjun and others are plotting to rebel. The evidence of the crime is conclusive. They have rebelled against the family and destroyed the clan. "After burning the memorial, Lin Yashan turned around!  Come on, wave your right hand down, and shout, "Behead!" "Crack!" There is a crisp sound, heads fall to the ground, and blood spurts out.   Somewhere deep in the mountains surrounded by white mist, giant trees propping up the sky, and howling strange beasts, orders of flags were placed in the mysterious directions of each mountain range. A tower was nine feet long and wide, with a lifelike five-clawed dragon carved in the center.  The white jade altar is placed in the center of all the flags.  Jingming waved his magic weapon and chanted mottos in a low voice. Gradually, streaks of white gas followed their long tails and floated up from the flag, converging towards the central altar and turning into a white cloud.  "Your Highness, please!" Jingming said, retreating to the outside of the command flag and kneeling down with all his entourage.  The young man stepped forward, cut his wrist, and let the blood drip into the altar.  The blood blended into the white air, and the white air returned to the dragon sculpture, and the milky-white dragon sculpture suddenly showed traces of blood.  The young man stepped back and knelt down three times and kowtowed nine times, saying, "Gu Wei Pengzhi has invited the Dragon Vein to return to its throne!" "Boom!" The mountains and rivers shook, causing the white air on the flag to surge; a blood-red five-clawed divine dragon flew out from the dragon sculpture,  Dragging the white air, it crashed into Wei Pengzhi's body, flew out from his heavenly spirit, turned purple, and rushed into Yunxiao.  This scene was carried out in various famous mountains and rivers in the Wei Dynasty.  ¡­ In the capital city, the nine-layer altar that was destroyed by lightning ten years ago has been repaired. However, as an important weapon of the country, it is not only not open to the outside world, but is also heavily guarded at all times.  At this time, a middle-aged man with a Chinese character face wearing a dragon robe walked to the middle of the altar and stood. He waved the dragon robe lightly and shouted in a low voice, "The dragon veins return to the ancestors, come!" "My emperor has a long life and reigns over the world!"  , a few sounds of worship came.  However, the specifications are definitely not low, because the five founding generals are among them.  On the altar, the national luck dragon energy soared into the sky, forming a pillar of light visible to the naked eye, breaking through the clouds in the sky; from the ends of the sky in all directions, purple dragon energy flew in and merged into the light pillar.  "Hey!" On the altar, the middle-aged emperor suddenly shouted softly.
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