white head demon

Seeing that among the seven clans, the three clan elders took action in person, but failed to take down the disciples of the Shoushan Sect and other people who secretly caused trouble in a short time, which made the situation more and more complicated, and Mr. Fan was already furious Substantial anger almost appeared above, and he felt that the current situation was like a mess. It was obvious that his side had the upper hand, but it was unsatisfactory.

"You monsters, all of you should die!"

While shouting wildly, he finally didn't care about anything and just shot with all his attention.

He believes that no matter how chaotic the situation is, as long as he kills the ghost officer first, and then frightens the group of cultivators, he will not be afraid of being unable to distinguish between black and white.

"The fate of the country lies in the people..."

With his mind set, the ink pen in his hand has already written one word after another.

Every time a character is written, it will emit golden light from the void, like a series of talismans, and gradually suppress it towards the formidable little Sect Master Xu. Every word is suppressed, and the arrogance on Xiao Sect Master Xu will become stronger. He will be lowered by one point, allowing him to rush left and right, agitating mana, but he is always suppressed by people, even if he wants to break through and attack, other golden elixir commanders risk their lives to stop him.

As one word after another was written, the aura in Mr. Fan's body became thicker and thicker.

The golden light is shining, covering the void, like stepping on a radiant avenue, shining in all directions!

This ray of light not only suppressed little Sect Master Xu, but even affected the entire Qingjiang City.

What the old man is writing now is an article "On the Country" for which he became famous.

The "Book of Books" is extensive and profound, far from just the way of talismans and seals, which can be summed up in one word. What Mr. Fan is doing now is to write the scriptures, arouse the principles of heaven and earth, and use this to suppress evil spirits and return This Qingjiang Langlang universe, a moment of clarity!

And "On the Country" is his famous chapter.

At that time, Mr. Fan was only a mere official in Qingjiang County, but because of his "On the Country", it shocked the world. Mr. Fan's literary name was forged, and it became his unstoppable foundation. He sat firmly in Qingjiang like a mountain, and even dared to reprimand Yuanshen Kingdom face to face, all of which was the confidence brought by this article!

Such an article itself has powerful luck and reasoning, and reciting it empty-handed can even deter ghosts and gods.

And if he finishes writing this "On the Kingdom", who knows what kind of tyrannical power will appear?

Nearby and far away, countless qi refiners felt endless awe in their hearts when they saw the brilliant words in the sky!

Somewhere in Qingjiang City, Boss Qin looked up at the sky with a calm expression.

He seemed to be calculating that if he finished writing this scripture, he would need a few swords to kill this old Confucian.

And in a certain garden, the queen of the phoenix-robed goddess looked more dignified than ever before, and whispered to herself: "If this old man is allowed to finish writing this sutra, his divine power will even surpass that of the Nascent Soul, and reach the realm of the god king... But why, that kid hasn't asked me for help?"

Chapter 267

The Great Confucianists in the "Book of Books" often do not understand supernatural powers.

Just like this old Mr. Fan, his skills are ordinary, and his supernatural powers are not well understood. As for "Martial Arts", in his life, plus 100 years, he has not had a few hands-on experience with others, so how could it be possible? A match for some rough warriors?

Therefore, everyone in the world knows that if you want to deal with these great Confucians, you have to fight slow with speed.

It would be the safest if he chopped it off directly when he just picked up the pen, before he even touched it.

However, if they wait until they write this scripture, the truth takes shape, and the general trend of the world is borrowed, let alone a martial artist, or a qi refiner who is good at magic and supernatural powers, his cultivation level is higher than theirs. Even in the face of an army of iron and blood, they are not afraid at all, and their writings have their own reasons, and no amount of swordsmanship can shake the scriptures in the slightest...

Such is the situation today.

Mr. Fan already became famous through "On the Kingdom", and an article established his reputation today and formed his own ideas. Even Fang Chi, the immortal teacher back then, was said to have been greatly influenced by his ideas. He writes with anger, and when he writes the article and the reasoning takes shape, let alone Shoushanzong, I am afraid that even a certain god king may not be able to shake him when he comes here.

The only way is to interrupt him.

Don't say anything else, give him a knife and then talk about other things.

However, at this time, the little Sect Master Xu was suppressed by his scriptures, and there were at least a dozen golden pills around him, each sealed on the left and right, pestering him, lest he escape from the trap and threaten Mr. Fan, In the other surroundings, the number of people guarding the mountain sect is very small, and it is very reluctant to be able to hold on at this time, so how can anyone come to disturb him to write the scriptures?

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"The article is classic and righteous, the great way..."

In the small building, He Zhenzhang was already attracted by the all-encompassing scriptures and principles, and stuck his head out of the window, showing a look of awe and envy.

People whose natal life is the Book of Books, all yearn for such articles.

Talisman and seal techniques are nothing more than small ways, and only such scriptures and meanings are what they pursue in their hearts.

Of course, it's just a secret pursuit of envy, not to mention him, the suzerain of Leshuizong can't achieve this level of state.

"Master Fang, that Mr. Fan..."

Meng Zhixue, Meng Qing'er and the others all looked anxious and seemed a little depressed.

Seeing that this kind of article is written, no matter who it is, they will inevitably feel ashamed. They don't know everything about what Fang Er is doing now, and they have already glimpsed a little. Influenced, the sense of shame rose uncontrollably. After all, they were on the opposite side of the old Confucian who wrote "On the Country"...

"The situation is unclear, why not take another look?"

Fang Cun sat calmly, and spoke slowly, his voice was a little low: "Everyone says that my elder brother had a good relationship with Mr. Fan, and he also received a lot of advice from him when he was young. Speaking of which, whether my elder brother really owes him or not, I can't say for sure, I have been teaching you the way of the Heart Sutra before, and the same is true for myself!"

"In everyone's heart, there is a ruler to measure whether the Dao heart is out of balance!"

"The ruler in my heart is the words of gratitude and resentment!"

"Because I'm not sure what the grievances between my brother and this old Mr. Fan are, so repaying gratitude or resentment is the only thing I worry about. Although everything tells me that I need to do this, if he treats me Elder brother Zeng Youen, then even if I think that what I did was right, if I trap him like this, there will also be flaws in my Taoism, no matter how difficult it is to find perfection..."

"So, I also want to see, what... is it like!"

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A treatise on the kingdom is spread in the void. As more and more scriptures are written, the chaos between heaven and earth seems to be suppressed.

The side guarding the mountain sect seemed to be pinned down in a corner by an invisible and huge force, unable to stretch out.

The five sect masters and the elders looked at each other, and they all seemed to see the words that the situation is over.

And the people of Qingjiang City, seeing Mr. Fan writing scriptures in the air, felt a little depressed.

Inexplicably, they felt as if they were sorry for that old gentleman who was like a saint.

It seems that no one can stop that old gentleman anymore...

...until there was a scream!

"Thank you for having the face to write this article..."

That voice came from a panicked and anxious population. It was the old slave of the Fan family. He managed to survive the chaos, and he had been waiting for this moment. When he was about to finish writing the scriptures, he suddenly jumped into the air and yelled angrily: "Back then, Fang Chi, the immortal master, heard your name of righteousness, and made friends with you, discussed knowledge, and benefited each other, but you used the ideas and principles he participated in to study. , copied them all, and wrote a piece of "On the Country", which inspired Chaoge and gained a great reputation!"

"Even to this day, some people say that the original idea of ​​Fang Chi, the immortal master, was inherited from you!"

"But who knows that this concept was originally stolen from him by you?"

"When you wrote "Lun Guo", Qingjiang was shocked and respected you. Fang Chi, the immortal teacher, knew about it, but he didn't look for you. He even said that as long as the truth is present, it will benefit the people. It's not important, it's clear, I gave you my reputation!"

"But later, he found out that the lives of the people in Lingzhou had been stolen. He ran around, offended countless people, and was even hunted down by Tianxingdao assassins, but you stayed behind closed doors at that time. It was at that time that he started It was only after I recognized you that I was completely disappointed in you, but you have the face to let me spread the news of his ungratefulness, don't you really feel ashamed at all?"

"What are you talking about, old man, he is just an old thief trying to gain fame..."

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I don't know how many people, when they heard this loud shout, their faces changed drastically, and they turned their heads to look over in surprise and anger.

The sect masters and elders of the five sects were shocked, and endless shock and anger flowed from their eyes.

They also saw the friendship between Mr. Fan and Fang Chi, the immortal master back then. Although they knew that they did not get along with each other, no one knew what happened. It was only because of the matter that he became estranged from Mr. Fan. As for the article "On the Country", no one has ever doubted Mr. Fan. After all, this is his famous article.

Even if some ideas of Xianshi Fangchi are similar to "Lun Guo", it is only because he was influenced by Mr. Fan. After all, Xianshi Fangchi in Qingjiang was still young and under the influence of the elders. And pointing, is also a normal thing!

Who would have thought that there is such a doorway in it?

In the alleys of Qingjiang, Boss Qin, who was dressed in a black robe, suddenly showed endless killing intent in his eyes. This kind of killing intent suddenly increased his murderous intent, and even the cat in his arms was frightened, desperately trying to kill him. escaped from his arms.

After running a few meters away, he looked back at his master, not knowing why he suddenly emitted such a dangerous aura.

And in the garden, the wine glass in the hands of the woman in the phoenix robe was instantly burned into a piece of colored glaze.

Her eyes were extremely red for a moment, and tears rolled down her cheeks: "It turns out that you have been wronged like this..."

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In the small building, only Fang Cun sat still, but his expression was so gloomy and terrifying.

At this time, no one spoke, only a face full of surprise.

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"puff……"

As the old slave's voice sounded, Mr. Fan's face turned pale for a while, and a bright red came out of the corner of his mouth.

At this time, his mind and spirit seemed to be greatly touched, and even the handwriting he was writing suddenly became a little scattered. It was gloomy, but at this moment, he suddenly gritted his teeth, turned his head, glanced at the old slave, and continued to write without saying a word...

But his Dao heart has clearly been affected, and it is difficult to write with awe-inspiring aura, so he squeezed his left palm hard, and immediately there was infinite power flowing from the big Qing River in all directions on the mountain and river seal, blessing him. Later, he used his body to bless his pen, and took back that level of spiritual energy, making him write faster and faster, and the anger in his handwriting became more and more serious.

Word by word fell, hooked like a dragon, spread in the air, and the article was almost formed.

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"He actually borrowed the luck on the seal of Shanhe to write it forcibly..."

The sect masters and elders of the five sects were already startled, and shouted loudly in a hurry.

"He can write..."

The suzerain of the Leshui sect, after all, cultivated the "Book of Books", so he understood this truth best, and shouted in a low voice: "The whole world knows that the "On the Kingdom" was written by him, and only one old slave came out to speak at this time, so what can we do?" ?His Dao mind has been confused, so we can see the truth, but even if we see it, there is no evidence, how can we prove that his "On the Kingdom" is stolen?"

"It's just that his Dao heart is almost destroyed, so he can only use the power of the mountains and rivers to write..."

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"Ha ha ha ha……"

But when all the qi refiners around had their own answers in their hearts, Mr. Fan became more and more insane. He wrote faster and faster, and finally laughed wildly: "With your The old slave said, who would believe you? You let that square-foot boy come out and confront me in person? Everyone in the world knows that "On the Kingdom" is my scripture, so what's the use of your mouth?"

Amidst the wild laughter, he wrote faster and faster, his handwriting was distorted and crazy, but he was still almost finished.

The golden light is still there, the sky and the earth are dim, and the avenue roars.

I don't know how many people fell silent, looking at the old man who crazily explained the Dao of Heaven and Earth...

Then, when he saw that he was about to write the last word, the luck he borrowed was still there, and the spirit was still there, but the vermilion pen in his hand had begun to cut and break, and it was decaying rapidly. When it fell, the pen had turned into a piece of fly ash...

"How could this be?"

At this moment, Mr. Fan was dumbfounded, looking at the pen in his hand like crazy.

Chapter 268 The Power of Faith

A piece of "On the Kingdom" is about to be written, but the pen in Mr. Fan's hand is already rotten.

The power of the essays all over the sky has surged to the extreme, but just when this entire article is about to take shape and suppress the Quartet, because the last stroke suddenly disappears, it seems to be shot high into the sky, as if it is in harmony with the sky. Like the waves above the height, before touching the heavenly man, he lost all confidence, and then fell quickly, falling into a mess, and the momentum was unstoppable.

"How could this be?"

"How could this be?"

"Who wants to kill me?"

The madness on Mr. Fan's face has not yet dissipated, but there are countless expressions of panic. He roared angrily, watching the sutras that filled the air in front of him begin to dim, and even stretched out his hand in vain. , seems to want to catch it back...

"No one wants to harm you..."

The Shanhe seal in his hand suddenly emitted a cloud of black light, and within the black light, there was a shadow that only Mr. Fan could see. In that shadow was a young man, his mortal enemy, Wuhe County Even the big pit that killed the dog monster was dug for him by this person, but now, he is smiling coldly at Mr. Fan in a way that no one else can see: "It's over." At this point, you still have to continue to use the mountain and river seal bestowed by the god king to continue to make a name for yourself?"

"Mister, you've got something wrong!"

"The king of gods knows that you have attracted Tianxingdao assassins and assassinated the second son of Fang, so how can he continue to give you the seal of mountains and rivers?"

"Hehe, an old man who has been a living saint for a lifetime, I think you are really getting more and more confused. The second son Fang is the younger brother of the immortal master Fang Chi, and you dare to assassinate him? In order to end the dog demon incident , you dare to cross the Yuan Kingdom and go directly to Chaoge to find a backer? Then Yun wants to ask you on behalf of the Yuan Kingdom God King, how much trouble do you want to cause for my Yuan Kingdom before you give up?"

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When the shadow and the voice entered Mr. Fan's heart, the Shanhe seal that he had been holding tightly in his hand seemed to have a life of its own, struggling desperately, and suddenly let go. It turned into a clear light and fled towards the air.

I don't know how many people watched this scene, and their hearts jumped.