Chapter 1669 The will of Dari Jianzi dominates the world community
Gong Caiyu sat upright in the palm hall.
She quietly looked at the many gods of Hedao below, the True Lord of Lixu.
They are respectful, without any water chestnuts. Everyone is a loyal, upright and heroic monk who will completely obey the orders of the Sun Heavenly Palace.
"Hehe..."
Gong Caiyu suddenly laughed.
A pleasant sound as a silver bell echoed in the empty palace.
The many monks of the Taoist refining void bowed their heads, held their breath, and listened carefully to each word, as if the voice contained supreme authority that could dominate the life and death of the monk.
"I'm thinking,"
"If Jianzi were here, how would he handle this?"
Gong Caiyu chuckled.
At this moment, many people shivered.
These people are none other than Mingguangzi, the true master of ice and snow, the true master of fiery sun, and some vasculptors who ascended from the Tushan atrium of the small realm of Beiyuan.
These monks can be said to have fully demonstrated that one person has achieved enlightenment and ascends to heaven.
From a small world in Beiyuan, they naturally have more opportunities than others. Their growth experience in the Tushan Atrium in Beiyuan makes them more suitable for the needs of Tushan Atrium in Yanyang World Community. Therefore, they can be said to be a bright road and a success rate far exceeds that of others.
At this time, these monks of special background, regardless of their strength or talent, all trembled and recalled many terrifying pasts.
Chuyang Jianzi, never tolerate it!
Those who violate Tushan’s law will be either guilty or die, and will never be exceptional!
No matter how many people, no matter who they are, they have to pay a terrible price to trample on the law of Tushan. Generation after generation, each generation has monks who have paid their lives for it.
As for Bingxue, she has experienced at least three cleanings by Chunyang Sword, and each time there were a large number of monks who died.
What will happen this time?
Mu Tianxue felt a little scared.
She has not paid much attention to the past tens of thousands of years.
After all, this is a brand new upper world, and many opponents are not particular. Moreover, Chunyang Swordzi is not around him. He has disappeared for tens of thousands of years, as if he has completely existed in his memory, in the long past...
If at this moment, Chunyang Swordzi will appear here!
There will be no accident. In the entire palace, at least 90% of the Hedao Living Void Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation will die!
This is not surprising. In the eyes of Chunyang Jianzi, the so-called genius and the so-called heroes are just ants and not very precious things. They are not as good as his Tushanlu's hair. They are suitable for laying the glory of Tushanlu to warn future generations. "If the sword appears here, will there be a number of people in this palace who can survive?" Gong Caiyu sighed.
This words are like the cold wind in the cold winter, blowing through the entire palace, making people feel cold.
Even the monks of Hedao are filled with fear at this moment, without any condescending attitude of the immortal predecessor, they feel desperate about the future.
The Chunyang Sword Sword, the formation kills the celestial being!
If such an existence wants to cleanse them, who can escape and who can resist?
The swordman has always appeared since he came out, and every time he appeared, he must have a lot of death.
Last time, the Void Refining Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation in the entire Lei Yan Domain, and this time, many cultivators in more than ten domains collapsed, and even the boundary environment changed, from a vibrant boundary to a barren land full of yellow sand.
The strong dominate everything.
This is something that all monks have clearly known since the first day they embarked on the path of immortality. "The Chief Manager of the Palm Talisman." "Since you said that, I guess there must be a solution?" Yang Tie Shenjun bowed and said in a deep voice.
They couldn't help but panic. The Chunyang Jianzi really didn't look like a tolerant lord. Every time they appeared, they would be accompanied by a lot of blood.
Many monks looked at the female cultivator with prayers. "Of course there is." "I can't suppress the entire world community like a sword. Naturally, I have to compromise. It's just a means of power and tricks such as killing the head of the crime..." Gong Caiyu sighed lightly.
"Sword, will you admit this result?"
Another God of Hedao said in a deep voice.
He comes from the Sun lineage and is named Tianyun God Lord. In the past, he has contributed to the God of Light and the God of Light, but this time he came here, just like many monks. "Yes." "Jianzi pays great attention to his Tushan law."
Gong Caiyu fell into memories, and after a moment, he said, "Many years ago, when he pacified his first city, Tushan Immortal City, which had a third-level spiritual vein, he pardoned a large number of monks because he believed that he did not provide shelter and provided a stable political environment. It was too reluctant to force others to abide by Tushan Law, which was unreasonable."
"In addition, if he occupied a brand new land, he would pardon him and would not kill everyone in the territory..."
"He is actually very good at uniting most people."
Gong Caiyu thought of the end, and couldn't help laughing.
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Pacify the immortal city with third-level spiritual veins...
This kind of words made many monks present look a little dazed.
The third-level spiritual vein, the strength of the golden elixir.
How distant this is, so long that they almost forgot many things about their time in the Golden Pill. Time was too long, and they were even a few hundred years old at that time, and they were less than once in retreat.
This female cultivator met such a young Chunyang Jianzi and had such a friendship, which is really enviable.
"That's good."
The God of Tianyun and his Taoist couple said humbly: "The one who inherits Guangyao and Guanglan God should be the God of Yinyun and others who are extremely guilty should be the God of Yinyun. We can all accuse them of making meritorious contributions and hand over a lot of evidence."
"We can also bring them back to Jianzi's command in inheriting Guangyao and Guanglan God of Yuan."
"We can ensure that after today, the God of Yuan Dynasty will be alone, and will no longer be able to spread new forces tentacles, and will no longer affect the many situations in the Yanyang world community."
"Also please, the Chief Manager of the Palm Talismanship will be a clear guide."
The God of Tianyun lowered his head deeply and bowed his head to serve his life.
"No..."
The Yinyun God Lord and others wanted to speak, but were instantly suppressed by the formation, their bodies were stiff and they could not do anything.
"Of course I will be able to see clearly."
"Dear fellow Taoists."
Gong Caiyu did not take the opportunity to take revenge and nodded slightly: "Incorporate the entire world community into Jianzi's glory as soon as possible. Tushanlu should spread to every corner, even if it is a foundation-building family, which is a must-do."
"Today's pardon will only be today."
"If there is any more, you should know the consequences. Jianzi's Tushanlu will not tolerate anyone."
"Yes!"
"Thank you, the general manager of Zhanglu!"
"Thank you, thanks to the general manager of Zhanglu!"
All monks were convinced and bowed their heads respectfully.
From this moment, the Yanyang world community once again regained its substantial unity, and the government orders were understood from top to bottom. Cultivators who violated Tushan Law can also be punished and executed quickly, and Tushan Law will no longer be false.
All aspects are operating rapidly in accordance with the will of Dari Jianzi, and their productivity has steadily increased.
As for the powerful ministers in the past, the inheritance of the God of Light and the God of Light, they lived in a remote palace and were forgotten by everyone, and no one went to pay homage.
(This chapter ends)