God Emperor

"Hua Chunqiu, Hua Chunqiu, who gave you the courage to ask the Grand Palace Master to compensate you for the sacred stone?"

Gong Yangmu stepped out, his steps slow, his tone contemptuous, and his face smiling.

When he walked to Ling Xi's side, he bowed slightly and said: "Grand Palace Master, let me handle these two incompetent monks in the book world and the painting world! You are a rich man, why bother? Are you familiar with these villains?"

"Gongyang Mu!"

When Shu Yong and Hua Chunqiu saw the people coming, their eyes darkened.

Zhang Ruochen glanced at the monk named Gong Yangmu. This man seemed to be a Confucian and Taoist monk. He was wearing a neat green shirt. He looked like he was in his thirties. He had a two-inch green beard on his chin. His eyes were narrow and his lips were narrow. Slightly thin.

Without extrapolation, you can guess that he must be a monk from the Confucian world.

However, Gong Yangmu's cultivation level is much higher than that of Shu Yong and Hua Chunqiu, and has reached the demigod level.

Gongyang Mu looked at the corpses of Tarsus and Mo Yang, with a look of sorrow on his face, and sighed: "Confucianism and Taoism first talk about the word benevolence, and the second time talk about the word virtue. Even if they are killers, as Confucianism and Taoism monks, We shouldn’t treat their remains like this. How can we be righteous? How can we be moral? You are really a scumbag and a disgrace to the literary world.”

Shu Yong really felt that selling corpses on the street was not the behavior of a gentleman. For a moment, he felt quite ashamed and his face turned red.

Hua Chunqiu snorted coldly: "You talk about benevolence, righteousness and morality, but what you have done, Gong Yangmu, is not worthy of these four words. You are just a dog in the heaven world. Back then, in order to join the demigod plan, he gave up his wife, They are all dedicated to a certain god in heaven, no need for me to say more, right?"

Gong Yangmu's eyes turned cold for a moment, and then his coldness turned into anger, and he said: "Without any evidence, you know that someone is innocent. You have to be responsible for what you say. You can insult me, insult the gods in heaven, Be careful of incurring divine punishment.”

Seeing Gong Yangmu's hypocritical look, Hua Chunqiu felt disgusted and stopped talking to him.

Gongyang Mu knew that Hua Chunqiu did not dare to mention the name of the god, so he smiled secretly in his heart, thinking that he had the upper hand, and said: "Shu Yong, how about I trade the two corpses on the ground with a painting?"

"I'm afraid your painting is not worth a finger of tarsus." Shu Yong said with a cold tone.

"After reading the painting first, it's not too late to say this."

Gong Yangmu smiled meaningfully, took out a lavender scroll from his sleeve, and slowly opened it.

On the scroll, there are four peerless beauties, all of them beautiful and lifelike.

Shu Yong recognized the four women on the scroll as the "Four Beauties of the Blue Sea" in the book world. They were his nephews. They were quite famous in heaven because of their beautiful appearance.

Shu Yong rolled up his sleeves and snorted coldly: "You are really becoming more shameless as you get older."

"Take a closer look." Gongyang Mu smiled.

Shu Yong thought of something, his face changed slightly, he mobilized his mental power to pour into his eyes, and stared at the picture carefully. Then, his clothes moved without the wind, and he became angry.

"You're looking for death."

Haoran's righteous energy burst out from his body instantly, turning into a white Milky Way, flowing turbulently.

Shu Yong stood in the center of the righteous river, stretched out his palm, and grabbed it from the air, trying to snatch the scroll in Gong Yangmu's hand.

The corners of Gong Yangmu's mouth turned up, he held the scroll in one hand and patted it out with the other.

Densely packed words appeared in his palm, and regular lines of heaven and earth appeared between the words.

"Boom!"

The long river of righteousness was knocked back by the words and the force of the palm, and hit Shu Yong.

Shu Yong retreated violently, glided out dozens of feet away, and half-knelt on the ground, his long hair disheveled. However, just for a moment, he rushed out again like lightning and shouted: "Let them go."

The roar contains powerful spiritual power.

Gong Yangmu's eyes were sarcastic, and he stepped forward with his right foot. Dense textures appeared under his feet, knocking the rushing Shu Yong away again.

"Shu Yong, it's no longer five hundred years ago. With your current cultivation level, you still want to fight me?" Gongyang Mu said.

Hua Chunqiu's eyes were fixed on the lines surrounding Gongyang Mu's body, and he said, "You have actually cultivated the power of reason to the level of heavenly principle."

Gongyang Mu was very proud and said: "Yes, the natural law has been established, and entering the divine realm is just around the corner. But you two have not even reached the realm of demigods, and you don't even have the foundation to attack the divine realm."

Heavenly principles are the highest level of principles.

"Preserving heaven's principles and destroying human desires" is the foundation of Confucianism and the core of thought.

Legend has it that if you cultivate the power of reason to the level of heavenly principle, you will surely be able to enter the realm of gods and become a true god of Confucianism and Taoism. It is precisely because of this that Gongyang Mu can be confident.

Shu Yong came to Zhang Ruochen and said anxiously: "Brother Shu, my four nephews were captured by Gongyang Mu and sealed in the scroll. I must save them."

"What? Do you want to exchange these two corpses for them?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Shu Yong knew that this request made the other party very embarrassed. He looked bitter, gritted his teeth, bowed deeply to Zhang Ruochen, and said: "From now on, Shu Yong will be your servant to repay the sacred stone."

The tarsal bones and Mo Yang's body were too valuable for him to pay back, so he could only ask Zhang Ruochen in this way.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes turned to Gong Yangmu.

Ling Xi was worried that he would take the scroll by force, so she walked to Gong Yangmu and held the sword of judgment in her hand.

A sword domain naturally appeared to protect the two of them.

Seeing Shu Yong's obedient submission, Gongyang Mu was very happy and said, "I asked you to change before, but you didn't. Now, I regret it! If you want this painting, you have to give me two corpses. , I have to kneel on the ground and apologize to Grand Palace Master Lian Xi. I’m talking about you two.”

Gong Yangmu pointed to Shu Yong and Hua Chunqiu.

Xiang Chunan's eyes were like bells, and he glared angrily: "I have never seen such a shameless person like you. If you have the ability, take my punch."

Gongyang Mu showed a fearful look and said: "Young Master Xiang has obtained the true inheritance of the Lord of the Temple of Truth. His combat power is unparalleled. How can I be your opponent? However, I am still confident. Before Young Master Xiang attacks with his fists, I will tear him into pieces." This picture scroll.”

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Xiang Chunan didn't take action because Lian Xi was standing in front of Gong Yangmu. Even if he took action, he might not be able to do anything to the other party.

Gongyang Mu stared at Shu Yong and said, "How are you thinking about it? To be honest, I am not interested at all in the two mutilated corpses on the ground and the lives of the four book world disciples in this scroll. So, my Patience is limited.”

Shu Yong stared at Zhang Ruochen. After all, the two mutilated corpses belonged to him and he had no right to make the decision.

Zhang Ruochen stretched out a hand, helped up Shu Yong who was still bowing, walked towards Gongyang Mu, and said: "These two corpses are worth a lot of money, I really can't give up."

"People must learn to give up. They must compromise in the face of reality." Gongyang Mu said.

The sword intent on Lian Xi's body was always locked on Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen said: "How about this, you and Shu Yong fight again. If you win, the two mutilated corpses will be yours. The four of us should be together to kneel down and apologize to the Grand Palace Master."

Hua Chunqiu and Shu Yong were both startled.

Xiang Chunan, on the other hand, was quite bold and said: "Yes, we share the blessings and share the hardships. Kneel down together."

Gongyang Mu was overjoyed and said, "Is this true?"

Zhang Ruochen said: "Of course I take it seriously, but don't be happy so early. If you lose, you will not only give me the scroll, but you will also kneel on the ground and kowtow to us three times."

Gongyang Mu was deeply afraid that Zhang Ruochen would regret it, so he immediately agreed: "Okay, it's settled!"

Ling Xi looked at Zhang Ruochen with an incomprehensible expression, but when she thought about the huge gap in cultivation between Gong Yangmu and Shu Yong, it was impossible for them to lose, and the doubts in her heart suddenly disappeared.

She said: "Put the scroll here with me first."

Gongyang Mu was also afraid of an accident, so he handed the scroll to her.

Shu Yong bowed to Zhang Ruochen again, with a determined look in his eyes, and said: "Thank you, Brother Shu, for fighting for this opportunity for me. Even if I lose to Gong Yangmu, I will die with him."

Hua Chunqiu said with a sad look on his face: "How cunning Gongyang Mu is, how could he not prevent you from dying together? Don't even think about seeking death unless you have to."

The most relaxed person was Zhang Ruochen, who patted Shu Yong on the shoulder and said, "Don't be so nervous. Just fight with all your strength. I have confidence in you. It shouldn't be difficult to defeat him."

Tianbin Divine General of Hongchenhai City used his divine power to create a space bubble with a diameter of thousands of miles on the sea.

Shu Yong and Gong Yangmu turned into two streams of light and flew into the space bubble.

Shu Yong seized the opportunity and used the Divine Fox Purple Hair Pen to write a tens-foot-long word "fight" in the air and stamped it toward Gong Yangmu.

"The Hundred-Character War Book, this kind of sacred art, should not be used to embarrass people!"

Gongyang Mu didn't take Shu Yong seriously at all. With one finger, the lines of heaven condensed into a straight line and hit the word "fight".

In his expectation, the word "fight" would be easily broken.

However, the natural pattern failed to block the word "fight". For some unknown reason, the momentum and power of the word "fight" suddenly increased a lot, and finally, it bombarded him.

Gong Yangmu was indeed a demigod. He reacted quickly when he encountered this sudden change. Although he was knocked away, he activated the Dao Domain and Tianli Scrolls to neutralize most of the attacks.

Shu Yong never thought that Gongyang Mu was so vulnerable, and his confidence suddenly increased, and he immediately wrote the second word, and the third word...

The person who helped him was naturally Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen's infinite holy intention is not in the body, but in heaven and earth, distributed everywhere in the universe.

Therefore, when Shu Yong performed the holy art, Zhang Ruochen directly mobilized the infinite holy will in that space and integrated it into his holy art. The power of the holy magic burst out naturally increased greatly.

As a result, the monks in the world of mortals saw a strange scene. Shu Yong, who had only cultivated the rules of eight trillion holy ways, suppressed and beat Gong Yangmu, who was at the demigod level.

Even the false god Amahama, who was standing in the sky, could not see the clues.

It can only be felt that every move Shu Yong performs can mobilize a large amount of the power of heaven and earth to blend into it, making up for the gap in realm.