aircannonsinc Chapter 215 People Live In A Skin, And Their Reputation And Status Are All False.
Chapter 215 People Live In A Skin, And Their Reputation And Status Are All False.
Chapter 215 People live in a skin, and their reputation and status are all false.
Following the orders of the two Purple Guards, the Profound Moon Department's black-clad men pressed forward step by step.
In sharp contrast, there are many generals in the East Palace. Every time the Profound Moon Department takes a step forward, they take a step back.
The Profound Moon Department is the emperor's personal soldiers. Wu Zhou agreed that Zhu Minjun, the king of the East, had a golden sword in his hand and killed several Profound Moon Departments. He could just say he was in a bad mood. Even if he offends the emperor's face, pushes a few scapegoats to pay for his death, and after a lot of punishment, the throne is still his.
Dong Wang can do it, but they can't. If they really have a head-to-head confrontation with the Profound Moon Department in broad daylight, no matter whether they win or lose, they won't be able to save their heads.
The crowd continued to retreat, and there was a hint of collapse.
When Zhu Minjun saw this, he felt quite anxious. He wanted to kill the faint king with the golden sword and the sycophantic ministers with the golden sword. Just listen to these words. Not to mention the first half of the sentence, which is just for fun, he didn't dare to say the second half.
It's okay to scare a rookie who has never seen the world with a golden sword given by the emperor. But when someone really sticks his neck out, he can only praise his courage, invite the person to dinner on the pretext that they don't know each other, and make friends with him. .
This is the way to settle down and establish a life.
Emperors of the Wu and Zhou dynasties cut down the feudal vassal several times, but the East Palace has remained standing for eight hundred years, for no other reason than because they achieved the ultimate in two things.
Quite cowardly.
Can lick.
The family's power is firmly guarded in Dongwang County, never taking a step forward, never extending outward, and never having bad relations with other officials. Every New Year, Martial Warriors clear the way, and several carts carry rare treasures to the capital, where they pay homage to the wives and grandfathers of the clan one by one.
After achieving these two points, no matter how they bully the people, the officials in the surrounding counties will just ignore it and will not report it to the capital.
No report was received from the superiors, and even if there were hearsay, they would turn a blind eye.
Therefore, it is okay to let Zhu Minjun roar twice, but really let him do it hard...
impossible!
As early as when the vassal was cut, the Dongwangfu lineage had its backbone broken, and neither their psychology nor their physiology allowed them to harden up.
Zhu Minjun secretly complained that it was impossible to fight head-on, and there would be a dead end.
Don't resist forcefully and let the other party copy...
This is no different from committing suicide.
Neither hard nor soft will work, what should we do?
Zhu Minjun was even more upset when he saw that Lu Bei and Hu San were confident, one was eagerly waiting to ransack the house, and the other was secretly waiting to suppress the rebels.
If I had known that the two newly appointed Purple Guards were so bold and reckless, they should have sent the money earlier. Now, they want all the military merits and banknotes.
After taking several steps back, Zhu Minjun saw that all the generals were on the verge of defeat. He knew that his life was at stake and if he took another step back, he was afraid that Myriad Tribulations would be lost.
He stood firm with the knife in hand and looked at his brother anxiously.
Among the three wise men, the county guard and the county supervisor looked panicked, and the county lieutenant's face was full of bitterness. He had not seen the soldiers under his command after waiting for so long, and he was afraid that they would all bravely surrender to the enemy.
It doesn’t matter if you can’t rely on your own people, there are still outsiders.
Zhu Minjun looked at the people in the Qishi Academy. They all had famous people on the wanted list among the gangsters. He kept them at home and fed them well, just to be useful today.
By now, Zhu Minjun has understood that if he goes head-to-head with the emperor's soldiers, he will only fall into Lu Bei and Hu San's tricks, and if he is allowed to be searched, there will be frame-ups waiting.
The only way to break the situation was by an outsider. He first drove away the two purple guards with evil intentions, and then rushed to the capital to cry out and ask the grandfathers of the clan to support him.
At that time, the outsiders will be thrown out for business, the emperor will save his face, and everything will be peaceful.
This is sure!
After receiving Zhu Minjun's eyes, several monks from Qishi Academy hesitated.
It's not that he's afraid of trouble, he's a fugitive on the list. The price is clearly marked on his head, and Zhu Minjun takes care of him, so he won't hide and flee. Now is the time to show his value.
The hesitation is because Lu Bei and Hu San both have Innate Realm Dzogchen cultivation. If they rush forward rashly, they will most likely get nothing.
Several people were very confident in their abilities, and at the same time they looked at the Flying Centipede, the one with the highest cultivation level in the Qishi Academy.
The Flying Centipede was wearing a black robe and looked for advice. He snorted and stepped forward. Seeing this, the wizards followed him with smiles on their faces.
All that was left was the confused white face.
Pretty boy: "..."
He was not a monk in the Qishi Academy, so he asked for help from the local dragon Zhu family in Dongwang County to find someone.
"The two Purple Guards fled quickly. These distinguished guests have been staying in my palace for several days. Their cultivation is so high that I can't refuse them. The leading monks even have Soul Formation Realm cultivation. If they don't leave, their lives will be at risk." When an outsider took action, Zhu Minjun was determined and gave a kind reminder.
“Soul Formation Realm…”
"Who is the commentator? Please step up and educate yourself. How many levels are there in the Soul Formation Realm?"
"Level 80 to level 99, this stage is considered Soul Formation. Wu Zhou is the master among masters."
"How terrible!"
"It's okay then. Our principal starts at 100+. Beating him is like Zhou Yu beating Huang Gai."
"What do you mean, butt blossoms?"
"One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer. I don't even know. Did you skip classes during the nine-year compulsory period?"
"...
The players gathered together and had a great time. The principal was holding up the sky when it fell. They paddled to gain experience without panicking at all.
Hu San didn't panic when facing a group of strange men. It was just Soul Formation. If you want to move him, you have to ask his second brother's opinion first.
Lu Bei didn't panic anymore. He was a rookie at the same level, but he had an absolute advantage in terms of level. He lowered his head and thought about how to be more attractive and which posture was the most handsome.
If the information is good, there must be players recording videos or even live broadcasting. It is about image. This guy has to pretend even if he doesn't.
"Two Master Ziwei, should you go away on your own, or should someone send you to leave smoothly?"
The Flying Centipede made a hoarse sound and waited for three to five breaths. When he saw Hu San looking up at the sky, Lu Bei lowered his head in a daze, snorted coldly, raised his hand and pressed towards the two of them.
Suddenly, the storm was like a flood, with a few wind blades as thin as hair hidden in it, roaring like a tiger, and rolled towards the two of them.
Lu Bei was on horseback, attacking head-on and remaining unmoved.
Behind, from the Profound Moon Department camp, a strong man wearing a silver guard uniform jumped out.
He has an ordinary appearance, two very thick eyebrows, and four elephants and four spirits tattooed on his round head, including Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise, all crowded together.
Jiyeon!
He stepped forward, standing in front of the tall horse, and threw out an ordinary straight fist, breaking the violent wind and waves with a bang.
The wind blade bounced off and cut into the masonry of the school grounds after landing, leaving an imperceptible gap.
The attack was easily defeated, and the Flying Centipede didn't take it seriously. It was just a tentative attack. He hadn't exerted his strength yet. When he saw Zhiyuan's body and appearance clearly, his heart trembled suddenly.
This monk looked slightly familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.
The most bizarre thing is that a mere Silver Guard, a pawn with the lowest position in the Profound Moon Department, actually has a level of cultivation that makes him unable to see through the depths.
Something weird!
"That bald guy sweeping the floor, except for the Flying Centipede, all the others were killed. Be quick and quick. This is the East Prince's Mansion. It will soon be the property of the public. I can't afford to sell you even if I break every brick and stone." Lu Bei He raised his eyes and spoke calmly, then continued to lower his head deeply.
It's embarrassing to say that, with his talent in cultivation, he has a little inspiration in showing off.
It's being installed, it's already started.
boom! !
Zhiyuan disappeared, leaving two footprints on the spot. When he reappeared, he was already in front of Zhu Minjun.
Staring directly into the heartless eyes, Zhu Minjun was horrified, feeling endless pressure coming on him, facing a cold corpse without emotion.
He staggered back a few steps, and the golden knife in his hand fell. The crisp sound frightened him, and his legs went weak and he fell to the ground.
It was only then that several monks from the Qishi Mansion fell down slowly, with fist marks dented on their chests, vomiting blood, and less air coming in and more air coming out.
Void Refining Realm Buddhist Cultivator Flesh Hammer Innate Realm, basically one punch, see you in the next life, a few people are not dead for a while, it is purely due to the general environment.
Wild monster resources are scarce in Wu Zhou, and the Innate Realm is just right. Instead of brushing them all at once, it is better to keep them in the basement to seduce players.
The Flying Centipede then received a punch, his chest was dented by the punch mark, and he vomited blood. Soul Formation Realm's vitality was strong, and his body shook twice before he came over.
He recalled Zhiyuan's identity and said with great horror: "I remember, you are Demon Monk Zhiyuan, the old monk who is at the top of the wanted list."
The Flying Centipede was in the darkness, and all he could see was a pair of golden eyes, his teeth were chattering, and an inexplicable fear lingered like a shadow.
"Master Lu's Divine Ability is amazing. Zhiyuan was inspired by it and was convinced. As for the land gods and dogs..."
Suppression from the top of the food chain. Once judged, those with inferior bloodline will ignore their realm level and all attributes will be weakened by 50%.
After saying that, the Flying Centipede turned around and charged towards Lu Bei. Halfway through the attack, its thin body expanded into a three-meter-tall, half-human, half-wolf monster.
Flying Centipede was furious. After being reminded by Zhiyuan, he suddenly thought of Lu Ziwei, who only had Innate Realm cultivation. His eyes were red and he said: "Yes, how can he be qualified to be your master as a little Innate Realm monk? You are at his mercy." There are other reasons."
Looking at Eagle Eye, the Flying Centipede's heart trembled with fear, its limbs became weak, and with a wailing cry, the demonic body dispersed, and slid to the front of the tall horse while kneeling on its knees.
"Why, you also want to be my Ziwei's dog?" Lu Bei was condescending and cast a large shadow.
The fangs roared into the storm, the claws tore through the hurricane, and a sprint came...
Didn't make it.
(End of chapter)
Zhiyuan clasped his hands together and said hoarsely: "People live like skin in this world, and their reputation and status are all false. Whether it's a god or a dog, it's just a title. I don't care about it. Why should the donor be angry? He's in trouble."
Lu Bei raised his eyes to look at the Flying Centipede who had manifested a half-demon body. The golden Eagle Eye vented its boundless majesty, and the Divine Ability dimension-reducing strike struck the Flying Centipede hard with the pressure from the top of the food chain.
Of course, it may also be that you are dissatisfied when you find out that being a bad guy will result in being a bad guy.
"I do not believe!!"
"You, you...what are you?"
"Why, Zhiyuan, you are already a Void Refining realm cultivator and a land immortal. Why do you want to be a dog for the Profound Moon Department?" The Flying Centipede spoke quickly, gritting his teeth with an angry look, quite a bit of a broken idol. .
Zhiyuan turned around expressionlessly and stared directly at the Flying Centipede, making him feel hairy all over, as if he had seen a ghost.
[Divine Power Level (fixed level)]