Urban Medical God

"Lord of Reincarnation, this is an internal matter of our Qingtian Confucian Sect and has nothing to do with you. You must not interfere!"

Wang Dian said in a stern tone.

"Brother Zhang is my friend, I can't watch him die."

"As far as I know, the rules of the four major colleges are free, and students can come and go freely, so why is he guilty?"

Ye Chen said.

After all, the four major colleges are all colleges, and they are free to run their schools, and they are not sects with strict rules.

If a student wants to withdraw, the college will generally not stop him.

Wang Dian stared at Zhang Zhidong and said: "If he applies to withdraw according to the rules, then I, the Qingtian Confucian Sect, will not stop him, but without saying a word, he defectes and joins your Jiucang Academy. Isn't this a traitor?"

"Furthermore, according to the rules of our Confucian sect, you can join any faction, but you cannot enter Jiucang Academy!"

Qingtian Confucianism pursues the royal way, while Jiucang Academy pursues domineering. In addition, the two sides compete for treasures in the red bean world, and the conflicts and grudges are very big.

Zhang Zhidong joined Jiucang Academy and it was said that he acted recklessly and caused great disaster.

"Senior brother..."

Zhang Zhidong had a wry smile on his face. He wanted to explain because he was forced by Golden Bird.

Under the pressure of the golden bird, he couldn't even die, so he committed suicide. The golden bird immediately resurrected him and punished him with a greater crime, but he was helpless.

"Shut up! Traitor!"

However, Wang Dian didn't want to listen to his explanation at all, so he suddenly pulled out the sword on his waist. Xia Yao and the Confucian disciples present also drew their swords one after another, making it clear that they wanted to clean up the family.

Ye Chen's face darkened and he said: "If you really want to do this, then I will have no choice but to offend you."

With that said, Ye Chen took out the Heavenly Emperor Sword, and the bright edge suddenly exploded.

Seeing the sharp edge of the Heavenly Emperor Sword, both Wang Dian and Xia Yao's expressions changed.

They were already strong men in the third level of the Sun and Moon Realm, but when they saw Ye Chen's sword, they also felt a deep sense of danger.

If he is killed by this sword, he may even destroy the origin of the avenue.

But if they can get this sword, their strength will definitely increase, and their status in the academy will even be extremely noble!

"Watch the move!"

Ye Chen looked like he was fighting, suddenly holding his sword and charging forward, looking like he was going to fight desperately.

Wang Dian and Xia Yao quickly roused themselves, but did not dare to be careless at all. They held their swords and prepared to attack.

But unexpectedly, Ye Chen rushed back halfway and suddenly turned back like a swallow, pulling Zhang Zhidong and running away.

This time he ran away at an extremely fast speed. Ye Chen turned into a ray of light, hugged Zhang Zhidong and fled far away, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"Escaped!"

Wang Dian and Xia Yao were shocked. They were ready to fight, but they didn't expect Ye Chen to turn around and run away with a feint of his sword.

In their haste, they didn't expect Ye Chen to run away. Suddenly, they lost their minds and Ye Chen had already disappeared.

"Isn't this guy from Jiucang Academy? Is he overbearing as promised?"

Ye Chen's sudden escape surprised Wang Dian.

Xia Yao snorted and said: "As expected of the cowardly descendant of Tianzu, he actually escaped in the middle of the battle."

"Tianzu is a coward, and his descendants are even more cowards!"

"The ridiculous way of reincarnation!"

"I'm afraid the aura emitted by this guy's sword is also fake! What a villain, the Lord of Reincarnation!"

"Chase! We must kill them, use their flesh and blood as fuel, and make blood sacrifices to their relics!"

The group of people quickly chased forward, with no intention of letting Ye Chen go.

…

Ye Chen flew all the way and quickly crossed a hundred miles to the place where the Heart of Heavenly Fire was, and saw the entrance to the Flame Hell Melting Cave.

The billowing red breath continued to spurt out from the entrance of the cave, and there was even magma flowing out. The fiery red smoke rushed into the sky, forming a red smoke column, and the surrounding area was extremely hot.

"It's so hot, so hot! Lord of Reincarnation, we can't come any closer!"

Seeing this, Zhang Zhidong hurriedly shouted, he was afraid that if Ye Chen came closer, he would be scalded alive.

Ye Chen also felt this intense high temperature, not only the surface temperature, but also the burning law of the sky, drilling into the pores like a gangrene attached to the bone, burning people alive into ashes from the inside of the body!

This high temperature and this law are actually somewhat similar to the Burning Heaven Tribulation!

Ye Chen's expression suddenly changed, and he instantly understood that Yuanzu's heart of heavenly fire must have contained a trace of the energy of the Heaven-Burning Catastrophe, so it was so hot and fierce.

He pulled Zhang Zhidong, floated back, and exited the area covered by the fire. Looking at the steaming scene in front of him, Ye Chen murmured: "Is this the Flame Hell Melting Cave?"

Zhang Zhidong said hurriedly: "Yes, Lord of Reincarnation, we have arrived at the entrance of the Flame Hell Molten Cave. I never expected that you would..."

Recalling the scene just now, Zhang Zhidong was also very surprised.

He thought that Ye Chen would fight his two senior brothers, but unexpectedly, Ye Chen made a feint and turned around and ran away.

Ye Chen smiled and said, "Do you think I will fight them to the death?"

"I don't want to die. Your two senior brothers have the strength of the third level of the Sun and Moon Realm. They are difficult to deal with."

"Even if I can deal with it, I'm afraid I will be injured. How will we resolve the purpose of coming here?"

"Some unnecessary troubles should be avoided if possible."

Zhang Zhidong showed a bit of embarrassment. He also knew that the incident was caused by him. Looking at the steaming scene in front of him, he seemed to have made up his mind and said:

"Lord of Reincarnation, thank you for helping me. I will help you too. I will help you enter the Flame Hell Molten Cave!"

Ye Chen was confused and said, "What methods do you have?"

The temperature here in the Hell Molten Cave is very hot and the steam is steaming. Even if Ye Chen holds the amulet given by Ling Qingya, he still feels great pressure and danger.

The amulet Ling Qingya gave him actually had very limited effect, because bringing something too powerful into the world of Hongdou might disturb the goddess behind him, so Ling Qingya was very cautious and did not give Ye Chen anything that was too powerful.

Zhang Zhidong said: "The skills of our Qingtian Confucian sect are based on the talent of poetry, which is transformed into magical powers. The master specially created some poems for the situation in the Flame Hell Melting Cave, which can be used to protect ourselves."

As he spoke, Zhang Zhidong made a secret and recited a poem,

"The gurgling stream is endless, and the blue sky is like water forever."

After reciting this sentence, a strange scene appeared. Wisps of water vapor intertwined around Zhang Zhidong, and actually gathered into streams like water, swirling around him. Under the lingering water vapor, the surrounding air changed. It feels much cooler.

"Is it poetry? It's wonderful."

Ye Chen also felt strange when he saw this scene.

Zhang Zhidong said: "No, just reciting poems cannot transform magical powers. You have to communicate and resonate with the great sage and borrow the great sage's blessing to cast spells."

"The pillar god worshiped by our Qingtian Confucian Sect is the great sage."

Hearing the words "Great Sage", Ye Chen's heart moved.

A picture appeared in his mind.

In the majestic temple, the quiet atmosphere seemed to be enveloped by a mysterious power.

A white-haired old man stood on the high platform of the palace. He was wearing a robe as white as snow. The robe was embroidered with exquisite golden runes. It shimmered with his slight movements, as if telling the ancient legend. story.

His face is peaceful and solemn, and his eyes are as deep as the stars, which contain endless wisdom and kindness.

Under the stage, a group of disciples stood in awe and anticipation, their eyes shining with desire for knowledge and power.

The old man slowly raised his hands and waved lightly, and the entire hall was instantly filled with a layer of soft light. The light was like a flowing spiritual stream, traveling between the walls and columns, illuminating every corner brightly and sacredly.

"Today, I will teach you a unique martial arts. This martial arts originates from poetry and requires you to understand it with your heart." The old man's voice was low and mellow, reverberating like a bell in the hall and reaching everyone's hearts.

After saying that, the old man raised his head slightly and began to recite a majestic ancient poem: "The wild sand of the desert swallows the setting sun, and the majestic pass stands proudly to suppress evil and traitors. The bloody wind and rain sharpen the edge, and the immortal demon soul swears not to return it!"

As he recited, each word turned into a golden light that condensed and hovered in the air.

These rays of light gradually converged into vivid images. There were vast deserts, with strong winds whistling the yellow sand; there were majestic and precipitous snow-capped mountains, even more grim under the cover of long clouds; there were lonely cities, warriors They were standing ready on the city wall; there were also soldiers wearing golden armor, fighting bravely on the battlefield. Their shouts of killing seemed to travel through time and space, echoing in the hall!

The disciples in the audience were stunned. They were immersed in this magical scene, and an inexplicable passion and pride surged in their hearts.

After the old man finished reciting, he waved his hand gently, and those images instantly turned into sharp sword energy, flying in and out of the hall. Wherever they went, the air was torn apart, making a sharp whistling sound.

"This is the sword spirit transformed from poetry. You need to understand the artistic conception and power with your heart in order to master the essence of this martial arts." The old man's voice sounded again, waking the disciples from the shock.

…

Ye Chen didn't know if this picture belonged to the Qingtian Confucian Sect. Although the old man was not the Great Sage's true form, he should be an incarnation of the Great Sage.

The Great Sage is one of the seventy-two pillar gods. In time and space, there is also a sect that worships the Great Sage, and that is the Ancient Star Sect!

The Great Sage is in charge of civilization and education. He comes to the world to bring light, order and civilization to the dark and barbaric world.

On the other side of the starry sky, the main force that worships great sages is the Qingtian Confucian Sect.

Ye Chen turned his eyes and saw many secrets. The relics and sage relics sacrificed by Wang Dian, the disciple of Qingtian Confucian Sect just now, should be related to the great sage.

Different forces have different ideas about what civilization is and how to establish a civilized order. The idea of ​​the Qingtian Confucian Sect relies on poetry, etiquette, and the starry sky.

"If reciting poems and resonating with the great sage's blessing can be transformed into magical powers, then I can try it too."

Ye Chen felt blessed in his heart, recalling various Chinese poems and articles, and immediately sang:

"The tide of the spring river reaches the level of the sea, and the bright moon on the sea rises with the tide!"

While singing, Ye Chen visualized the way of heaven in his mind and communicated the blessings of the great sage.

The Great Sage once descended into the starry sky, and his breath and aura have long been integrated with the way of heaven. Therefore, if you want to get the blessings of the Great Sage, you don’t need to communicate with the Great Sage himself. That would be too difficult. You just need to visualize The way of heaven resonates with heaven and earth, and you can get the blessing resonance you need.

Boom!

After Ye Chen's singing voice fell, the heaven and earth shook. The infinite laws and infinite spiritual energy resonated with him. The poems he chanted unexpectedly evolved into a gorgeous magical atmosphere. The tide of the Spring River gushes out from the surrounding void, and the sea rises to a level. The bright moon slowly emerged from the sea and floated behind Ye Chen's head.

The spring river, the tide, the sea, the bright moon, and all kinds of weather formed a magnificent picture, exuding a cool and cold breath.

Wow.

The moonlight and the water flow spread out, and the high temperature near the Yanyu melting cave quickly cooled down.

"Oh my God!"

Zhang Zhidong was completely shocked when he saw this scene.

What he summoned by reciting poems was just a trickle, while what Ye Chen bloomed was the magnificent weather of boundless tides and boundless bright moon. The two are completely incomparable.

"Lord of Samsara, you... are you also a member of my Confucian sect?"

Zhang Zhidong was shocked beyond words, thinking that Ye Chen had practiced in Qingtian Confucian sect.

"No, I just... I seem to have suddenly realized something."

Ye Chen fell into deep thought, still savoring the feeling of enlightenment.

This time, he was equivalent to creating his own magic, using Chinese poetry to create his own magical powers.

This time, the self-created magic resonated with the sky, and the beautiful poems and verses rippled in his heart. Ye Chen was blessed by the heavens. It was a blessing from the heavens.

His cultivation suddenly broke through at this moment and stepped into the peak realm of the Great Dao Lord!

After being promoted to the peak of the Great Dao Lord, Ye Chen faced the strong men of the third level of the Sun and Moon Realm with ease.

He was confident that he would not be too embarrassed even if he faced the combined forces of Wang Dian and Xia Yao.

The momentum of Ye Chen's breakthrough, as well as the momentum of the spring river tide and the bright moon, were magnificent and soaring to the sky. Even the pillar of fire of the heart of the sky fire was dispersed and replaced by a pillar of light mixed with moonlight and golden light.

Wang Dian, Xia Yao and other Qingtian Confucian disciples were chasing them quickly. Seeing this sudden burst of light pillar momentum, they were greatly surprised. They hurriedly accelerated and flew to the vicinity of the Yanyu Melting Cave, and saw Ye Chen and Zhang Zhidong.

A bright moon was floating behind Ye Chen's head. The spring river tide was surging around him. He looked like a god in charge of the sea and the moon. He was so sacred, elegant and magnificent that it was shocking.

"This is... This is the magical power of my Confucian school! Lord of Samsara, how could you do it?"

Wang Dian was shocked when he saw this scene.

He saw two lines of poetry floating around Ye Chen, which were the fourteen words "The spring river tide is connected to the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea rises with the tide". Each word was upright and majestic, resonating with the sky, and majestic, making Zhang Zhidong next to Ye Chen look insignificant.

Wang Dian also felt that he was insignificant.

Xia Yao was also horrified and shouted, "It must be the traitor Zhang Zhidong who leaked the unique magical power of our school!"

Wang Dian's face suddenly became gloomy and said, "Follow the king's way and punish the rebels! Kill them!"

A surge of sun and moon light instantly exploded from Wang Dian.

Although Ye Chen's poetry and poetry skills were powerful, his body cultivation was only at the peak of the Great Dao Lord. Wang Dian thought that his full-strength burst was enough to suppress Ye Chen.

"Let's go!"

Seeing Wang Dian's extreme burst, but not wanting to fight, Ye Chen immediately pulled Zhang Zhidong and turned to rush into the Yanyu Cave.

The terrain here was too open. Ye Chen was alone, facing the joint efforts of Wang Dian, Xia Yao and others, and was at a great disadvantage.

He planned to rush into the Yanyu Cave and use the terrain to counterattack.

If he fought alone, he was not afraid of anyone.

He rushed into the Yanyu Cave first, but the scene in front of him made Ye Chen stunned.

In the Yanyu Cave, the breath of heavenly fire continued to gushed out and roared violently. The rich breath of heavenly fire actually gathered into streams of magma, spreading wildly and wantonly, turning the inside of the cave into a world of magma.

The fierce magma and the heat rushed over, causing the ocean tide and bright moon weather on Ye Chen to evaporate continuously, and the stream weather that Zhang Zhidong summoned was instantly evaporated into nothingness.

"Oh no! The sky fire is raging and has turned into magma!"

Zhang Zhidong was shocked. He didn't expect that this time the sky fire was so fierce that it formed sky fire magma, filling the cave and making it difficult to move.

These sky fire magmas are extremely hot and carry the law of burning the sky. Even warriors in the sun and moon realm cannot resist and will be burned to ashes in an instant.

Outside the cave, Wang Dian and Xia Yao have already rushed over.

Seeing the lava flowing in the cave, Wang Dian was also surprised, and then said solemnly: "Lord of the Wheel of Reincarnation, you can't escape."

In the Wheel of Reincarnation Cemetery, Emperor Yan Tianlie saw that Ye Chen was in danger and hurriedly said: "Lord of the Tomb, I will help you!"

Ye Chen said: "Not yet."

After that, Ye Chen suddenly pulled up Zhang Zhidong and rushed into the lava.

Zhang Zhidong screamed, isn't this sending him to death?

The next moment, Ye Chen had already taken him and rushed into the lava completely, and was swallowed by the lava.