The old gods are whispering

Chapter 83 The Strength of the Green King
Twilight shines in the old grocery store, the zebra crossing outside the door is crowded with people, and the traffic lights change monotonously.

Huaiyin sat at the table, stirring the pumpkin porridge with a spoon, silent.

Jing Ci stood by the cupboard to choose red wine, but also remained silent.

This silence lasted for more than half an hour, and no one spoke.

Because both master and apprentice were a little stimulated.

"teacher."

Jing Ci finally broke the silence, opened a bottle of red wine, and looked down at the dark red wine pouring into the glass, making ripples.

"It's all your fault, tell him what to do with our records in advance."

Huai Yin said angrily, "How embarrassing is this?"

Jing Ci said blankly, "How do I know?"

Huai Yin sighed sadly: "This is good, what if we can't control the situation in the future?"

Jing Ci ignored him, that was something the teacher had to consider.

It's none of his business.

"What's for dinner tonight?"

Jing Ci asked casually.

Huai Yin said quietly: "Don't worry, there will be people coming later."

Jing Ci turned around as if feeling something, and looked at the busy long street outside the door: "The people from the court are here?"

Huaiyin smiled faintly: "What should come, will always come."

"Go get the phone and look through the address book."

He was suddenly relieved, and said with a smile: "In a few days, I want to catch up with my old friends and show off. After so many years, it's finally time for me to vent my anger. This is the cycle of heaven and feng shui. Those old guys , don’t even try to run away.”

As for what to show off, they are all clear in their hearts.

Breathing technique is a treasure of the human world, and there are only a handful of people who can master it since ancient times. It should be the first time that people can enter into samadhi within ten seconds, throughout the long river of history. Of course, it is worth showing off.

Jing Ci bowed his head and sipped the red wine, intentionally or unintentionally said: "Teacher, you haven't formally accepted him as a disciple."

"That's right."

Huaiyin sighed and said, "We still have to wait a little longer."

Jing Ci asked calmly, "What are you waiting for?"

"An opportunity."

Huaiyin said with emotion: "It's still too early, it's not good for him, and it's not good for me."

Jing Ji smiled and said, "Then why do you want me to help him?"

"Those who dare to trample on decay should be rewarded by fate."

Huaiyin said lightly: "If fate doesn't give it, then I will replace fate."

Jing Ci pondered: "So, what about your reward back then?"

"My reward?"

Huaiyin smiled and said, "I don't know."

In the dim twilight, the hustle and bustle of the street disappeared without warning, the turbulent traffic froze on the street, the people in the car had different expressions, the traffic lights flickered at the same moment, even the wind stopped whistling, and the world was quiet .

I saw two figures in moon-white robes quietly appearing on the street.

One is a white-haired young man with a flawless handsome face and emotionless eyes, as if he was a living dead.

The other is a woman with fluttering black hair, with a naturally arrogant and indifferent face, stars in her eyes, and a graceful figure.

Twilight dragged their backs very long, feeling extremely oppressive in the silence.

These are the two saints of the Inquisition.

day and night.

night.

In the silence, Hong Zhong Da Lu's majestic voice sounded.

"Huaiyin, you have crossed the line."

Tian Zhou's voice was indifferent and cold, as if the entire long street was trembling, and ripples appeared in the void: "You have violated the "Heimameni Soul Contract"'s scourge treaty, and the headquarters now needs to hold you accountable."

Xing Ye raised his chin, and said indifferently: "Natural disasters are not allowed to take power, and they are not allowed to interfere with the internal affairs of the Aether Association. The disposal of member Mu Feng and others."

Huaiyin suddenly burst out laughing.

Jing Ci shook the red wine in the glass and said with a smile: "Is this the meaning of the headquarters, or the meaning of the court?"

Such a contemptuous attitude made the two saints feel extremely displeased.

"There is no difference."

For a moment, the sky suddenly dimmed, and dark clouds rolled over to cover the sky.

"Do you want to investigate the incident in Heiyun Walled City? Do you want to explore the child's secret?"

Huai Yin said indifferently: "Just go, I didn't stop you, and I didn't hide that child with me. As for Mu Feng and the others, you go and arrest them, what are you talking about here?"

The faces of the two saints, Tiantian and Xingye, became extremely ugly, and their spirituality was surging deep in their consciousness.

Yes, why do you want to come here to say it again.

Whatever you want to do, just do it.

There is only one reason.

That is, dare not.

"Go back and tell Rhine, don't come here to test me."

Huaiyin smiled and said, "You two newly promoted saints, are you not doing well in the courtroom? Otherwise, no one will warn you. The last person who dared to talk to me like you has grass on the grave Zhang Xu is tall."

Jing Ci shook his head helplessly, as if he felt that the two saints were not interested.

The world dimmed.

The two saints Tianri and Xingye suddenly found themselves unable to move.

Cold sweat ran down his forehead, and his body trembled slightly.

"You guys are lucky today. I'm in a good mood and I don't want to see blood."

Huaiyin said earnestly: "Lhen thinks that God's punishment can check and balance me, but in fact I don't care too much. That child is my favorite student, and I will give him some pressure to grow up appropriately. But I don't want too much pressure. There are many wild dogs barking in front of him."

He raised his hand.

Jing Ci pushed the wheelchair and led him forward.

The two saints were compared to wild dogs, which was a great humiliation.

They could not refute.

Because they found that they couldn't even speak!

Not only that!

He even lost all control over his body!
"I don't care what the world is like. I'm a dying person, why do I care about the flood after my death?"

Huaiyin said indifferently: "If possible, I would like to do the things that I didn't finish 200 years ago, and do it again."

He raised his hand and patted lightly!
boom!
The two saints from the Tribunal were blown away with a slap, and they seemed to fall into the torrent of time and space in an instant. The street scenes on both sides of the line of sight retreated rapidly. It seems to fly out of the sky!
The world turned upside down like a kaleidoscope.

It was pitch black!
puff!
Xing Ye spat out a mouthful of blood and knelt down on his knees, feeling cold to the touch.

She raised her head, looked at the vast snowfall in the sky, and asked in a daze, "Where is this?"

Tian Zhou silently wiped away the blood overflowing from his lips, and covered his trembling chest, a trace of emotion appeared on his indifferent face.

He looked around.

The vast barren mountains and the heavy snow all over the sky seem to be exiled to the end of the world.

The other party just pushed lightly.

This is the strength of natural disasters.

No, the strongest strength of human beings.

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At the entrance of the Starbucks along the Donghai Road, Gu Jianlin turned around as if feeling something.

Vaguely, he seemed to hear a huge roar.

But it is like a hallucination, fleeting.

"strangeness."

He muttered to himself.

After entering meditation, he was sent away by the master and apprentice at the grocery store, and neither of them seemed to want to see him very much.

I don't know what he did wrong, which made people unhappy.

He saw it.

The King of Blue really wanted to teach him sincerely, and the way of teaching was very free.

Just give help at the right time, and let him grow wildly for the rest.

That's fine too.

Gu Jianlin was sitting at the wooden table, drinking a cup of coffee.

He lowered his head and bit the straw while fiddling with the mobile phone he just bought.

During this process, he has always maintained a unique and mysterious breathing rate. The sound of ebb and flow in the back of his mind seems to be integrated into all things in nature, and his spirituality is like water infiltrating his soul.

Now his body still hasn't recovered, and there is still a kind of tearing pain.

But spirituality seems to have returned to its full glory.

All of this is due to the convenience brought by the breathing technique. As long as he maintains this breathing instinct, it will help him recover his spirituality all the time, and the speed is incredible.

This is equivalent to adding a layer of gain passive that gradually restores spirituality when fighting.

In addition, he still has five bottles of blue blood in his hand.

There is basically no need to worry about spirituality in the future.

In the battle of sublimators, relying on this passivity alone has a unique advantage.

What's more, breathing technique can also assist in advancement.

When the spirituality of the sublimator is saturated at the current stage, he can continue to accumulate through meditation, and eventually the quantitative change will produce a qualitative change, and then he will break through to the next level.

It's just that the speed of this meditation is so slow that it can basically be ignored.

Therefore, the role of spiritual secret medicine is highlighted.

Gu Jianlin logged on to the official website of Deep Space, intending to look up some information.

On the forum interface that popped up on the screen, there was a red post, which was pinned to the top.

"Supernova in Fengcheng District, Omega Sequence Main Selection, Chair Killer—Gu Jianlin!"

The author is anonymous.

Gu Jianlin was stunned when he saw the title.

God damn chair murderer.

No wonder, before Captain Lu left, he mentioned the nickname to him with meaningful eyes.

Gu Jianlin instinctively didn't want to click on this post, but took a look at his accumulated merit points first.

Now there are nearly [-] points, ranking first on the newcomer list.

"The top priority is to advance as soon as possible. This is a world where whoever has the biggest fist has the right to speak. Weak people have no chance anywhere, and what I can use is the resources to join the Omega sequence next. There are five people in the Qilin Immortal Palace."

Gu Jianlin analyzed: "First of all, I need to help Uncle Mu and the others to clean up their grievances. Secondly, I need to continue to investigate the people behind the gravedigger organization. What happened to that ancestor, and what exactly do they want to find?"

A black shadow flashed past the window, and the door of Starbucks was pushed open.

Someone carried two heavy suitcases and put them on the table.

Then the man lifted the hem of the windbreaker, and immediately bent his knees, ready to kneel down for him.

"stand up."

Gu Jianlin said lightly, "Don't make people think that we are idiots with weird behavior."

Hearing his voice, Shuweng stood up trembling slightly.

"sit."

Gu Jianlin said calmly.

Shuweng lowered his head and didn't dare to look at him, his eyes were full of fear, his expression extremely terrified.

"Relax."

Gu Jianlin asked: "Bring so many secret medicines at once? Doesn't the pharmacist know?"

He looked at the two metal boxes on the table and raised his eyebrows slightly.

(End of this chapter)