I Just Want To Be Quiet

Wan Huihai.

In the sky, the ink cloud droops, thunder and lightning are like snakes, wandering freely.

The sea is already dark, and the waves are rolling and surging.

The rune brilliance of the large ark flickered, breaking through the huge waves and marching fast.

In the top-floor cabin, due to the shelter of the formation, it was as stable as land.

The half-rolled bead curtain did not sway at all. In an incense burner carved into the shape of a boy holding a mushroom, a stick of spiritual incense was slowly burning.

This is specially provided by the Zhu family. Tao is helpful to calm the mind and clarify the soul.

There are many similar enjoyments.

Since revealing the identity of the alchemist in the open air, during this period, not only the Zhu family, but also the casual practitioners are also trying their best to come up with all the resources they can't bear, and donate them endlessly.

Even because Shi Wanli did not allow anyone to visit the top cabin, they had already clamored underneath several times, believing that the Cicada Tower was selfish, controlled the Dharma Ark, and cut off their chance to get close to Master Wang Gao.

However, most of these unshirkable gifts were piled up in the storage bag by Pei Ling at will.

At the moment, what he cares most about is the complete set of "Law of Rage" provided by Shi Wanli.

After all, Pei Ling is already thousands of miles away from Gou Dao...

But with a new identity, he still wants to work hard.

The Ryuran Dynasty is not a holy sect, this kind of decent sect, the law will definitely not be in the underworld!

Thinking of this, he settled down and solemnly opened the scroll in front of him.

Facts have proved that Pei Ling's idea is right. The "Law of Ravenousness" and the rules of the Zhongmingzong have a certain commonality: there are laws to follow in every detail.

However, different from everything about Chongmingzong, the punishment in the "Law of Rage" is much more normal.

The murderer pays for his life, no matter the monk or mortal!

A monk who beats a mortal will be flogged!

Mortals slandered the monks and were exiled for three thousand miles. Three generations of heirs could not take the big exam!

The monk defrauded mortal money with magic tricks, tattooed and distributed, and worked for the dynasty to defraud a hundred times the money before he could be released. Moreover, the three generations of heirs could not participate in the big exam!

Pei Ling took a very serious look, and was different from the demonic way of destroying people and slaughtering people at every turn. The Ryukyu Dynasty paid attention to everything and acted in accordance with the law.

In its territory, no matter what happens, any disputes must be reported to the officials as soon as possible.

If it is resolved by force on its own, then, the next moment, the government of the Ryukyu Dynasty will use force to resolve the private fighters...

Moreover, the imperial dynasty and immortals live together and treat them equally.

In their eyes, the life of a monk is not more valuable than a mortal!

Magic Way, strength is everything.

In the dynasty, all beings are equal before the law!

Not only mortals, naturalized monsters, and strange and strange races are also on an equal footing!

This kind of environment, under the heavy Mingzong rule, is simply...

Still thinking about it, Pei Ling's pupils suddenly shrank, and he felt a sound transmission note in the storage bag, moving.

Is it Li's fifteenth uncle, or Li Hange wants to contact him?

Pei Ling quickly returned to her normal color, and continued to turn over the law book nonchalantly.

Now he dare not open the storage bag at will.

Although he is the only one in this cabin right now, who knows Shi Wanli, still in this cabin formation, is there any means to secretly monitor his every move?

It must be known that Li Wumei, in his opinion, is certainly an approachable and enthusiastic and unfavorable elder, but in the eyes of the Ryan Dynasty, he is an out-and-out demon!

If they are allowed to discover the connection between themselves and Li Wumei, they may not be able to save their lives as a genius alchemist, and they will be killed and defended on the spot...

After all, Mo Xiu went to the imperial dynasty under the banner of a genius alchemist, and still claimed to participate in the alchemy ceremony. Isn't it obvious that he wants to be unfavorable to the ceremony?

After waiting for a long time, the sound transmission note gradually became quiet.

"Huh..." Pei Ling breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly said in her heart, "You absolutely can't contact Senior Li now!"

"After arriving at the Ryugan Dynasty, find a safe place, and then explain to Senior Li."

"By the way, I would like to ask about the situation of the Grand Ceremony of the Saints, and what Senior Sister Li likes..."

Thinking about this, he turned over another page and continued to study the "Law of Ravenousness"...

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Heavy Mingzong.

Grand Ceremony of the Holy Maiden.

In the vast sea of ​​clouds, a platform of inverted mountains floats out of thin air.

On the Ten Thousand Clan Blood Ladder, the array brilliance flashed rapidly, slowly returning to its original state.

With the passage of time, countless traces of spells and weapons disappear little by little.

The three sects of Tianjiao's stumped limbs were severely wounded, and their faces were pale and fell under the saint's blood seat.

Li Lieyue's face was like frost, she slowly retracted her palms, her fingers were slender, and blood dripped from her fingertips.

At this moment, the crown of thorns on her head, the flowers are already withered, and the soul bell of the town is also broken. The black veil can't cover the blood stains from the wounds everywhere, but!

Its momentum is sharp and sharp, as if a thousand difficulties and dangers can be cut away!

With a black skirt, she calmly stepped onto the ten thousandth blood ladder.

At this level, there are no more challenges.

The nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-ninth blood ladder disappeared instantly, and the three Tianjiao who fell down on it were teleported back to the original platform.

In the center of the mighty sea of ​​clouds, only the blood zodiac of the saint is floating quietly.

This seat is actually not fancy.

As if it was just a huge blood-colored rock, it was handled at will, and even the outline of the seat was very rough.

But the certain fluctuations that it exudes made everyone present, except for the suzerain and other high-level leaders, to feel palpitations.

Like a dormant ancient beast.

Even in a deep sleep, the slight breath that it exudes is enough to make most living things unbearable.

Li Lieyue stepped forward, and the hem of the veil was swung away in the wind, like an ink-colored flash in the pan, her graceful posture turned and took her seat.

At this moment!

The blood ladder of the ten thousand races under the saint blood constellation resurfaced.

The difference from when she stepped on the first blood ladder is that this time, on the blood ladder, there are dense and dazzling arrays, countless alien races, countless dead souls, almost standing in water!

They opened their eyes with blood and tears, raised their heads, and quietly stared at the figure in the black dress on the blood seat. Then, on the ninth ninety-ninth floor of the blood ladder, the most powerful dead soul took the lead in the first half step. He fell on his knees and bowed heavily.

Then, it is the ninth thousand nine hundred and ninety-eighth floor, the ninth thousand nine hundred and ninety-seventh floor...

From top to bottom, the cascading skulls set off a majestic wave of blood.

It seemed to whistle silently.

Thousands of blood ladders, countless ghosts and ghosts, all bend their knees and bow their heads, bowing to the new saint!

At the same time, the blood zodiac squirmed slowly and quickly turned into a huge throne-shaped plasma.

In the plasma, there were countless hair-like blood threads floating in the air, quickly weaving and interspersing, and soon formed a cluster of new blood-colored crowns, slowly falling to the top of Li Lieyue's hair.

The original crown of thorns disappeared instantly.

The moment the new scarlet crown was put on, powerful and pure power poured into Li Lieyue's body like a tide.

There were also various secret techniques, exercises, magical powers, secrets that were not included in the Nine Ali clan...successively came to her mind.

This is the inheritance of the saints of the Chong Mingzong dynasties!

Li Lieyue's breath climbed steadily and quickly recovered, but his expression never fluctuated, as if all this was a matter of course, there was nothing worthy of surprise or excitement.

She stood high in the blood seat, overlooking the sea of ​​clouds and many platforms. After a short while, she withdrew her gaze and turned to the only platform at the moment, sitting on the same level as the saint's blood seat.