Chapter 676 God’s Choice
Chapter 677 God’s Choice
Lan Jicai pointed to the collapsed Haruhan opposite.
"Besides, the god Mahakala is the incarnation of heaven, and there is also the Goddess of Auspiciousness. We can still stop her in our country, but when we get to the North Courtyard, the two have the same purpose, and they are like a fish in water.
Therefore, the people of Beiting have always been deeply influenced and penetrated by the Daxue Mountain. During the Daqian period, at least one-third of the people and tribes among the eight major tribes changed their clans and believed in the Daxue Mountain.
Look at Haru Khan again. It is said that he was the reincarnation of the King of Barbarians and the core of the Barbarians. He was almost the most talented person in Beiting. However, he also practiced the "Black Farewell Law" of Daxue Mountain. Maybe there are more believers nowadays. More than one part. "
"Does the court not care?"
Liang Qu always felt that Daxue Mountain's stuff was very evil, and it would not be a good thing to allow it to expand its influence.
"How to control it?" Lan Jicai asked, "You are a smooth person, and you want the people of Beiting not to believe it? Not to listen? Not to look?
Liujinhai was captured by Da Shun with great effort, Beiting was beyond the reach of a whip, and a needle could not penetrate into the Snow Mountain.
When you lead the troops and conquer the entire Beiting or Daxue Mountains, you can use your strength to convince people, and issue a decree in one province, one in the north and one in the west, maybe it will work. "
"Ahem, Mr. Lan is joking, what happened when Zhen Gang opened his eyes just now?"
Liang Qu recalled the itching feeling all over his body when Mahakala was half-opened, and still felt a chill.
If you let the other person open his eyes, nothing good will happen.
It's weird and doesn't look like Zhen Gang at all.
Lan Jicai glanced at Liang Qu: "The Chosen One."
The Chosen One?
Liang Qu was frightened by this name and was about to ask more when he heard cheers and applause in his ears.
Look up.
The envoy Batu looked ugly.
The civil and military nobles of the dynasty were just stroking their beards before, but now they were smiling directly.
Sunar and Bai Bianhua lay down and looked at the sky. The two scimitars were nowhere to be found.
The Tianyu Guards threw their colleagues high and carried the winner back like a prize of victory.
Win!
There were four games in total, half of them were cut down directly!
The two of them ended up like Liang Qu, unable to move and suffering from many injuries. They took a few pills to recover.
The three of them sat on the chairs together.
The two looked at each other.
Laughed.
"Two games left, keep it up!"
Meng Qiang was so excited that he patted the shoulders of the remaining five Tianyu guards, selected three, and supported them on the back to let them play.
Tai Le ordered the bell to be struck and "Horse Treading Music" was played. Liang Qu looked at Lan Jicai.
Lan Jicai answered without asking: "You know that after the death of a grandmaster or a martial saint, there will be remnants left behind, right?"
"Know."
"The remnants have many uses, such as the Temple of Heaven, forging weapons... there are too many to mention. If the strength is enough, after death, special techniques are used to make people worship it, and it can manifest into a demi-god and become a certain established ritual. Whatever is put in it, Just come out again."
Sounds like some kind of established operating procedure...
Liang Qu rubbed his chin.
"You kid actually saw it."
"Have I seen it?" Liang Qu was puzzled, "Where have I seen this boy? Please tell me, Mr. Lan."
Lan Jicai looked around and leaned into Liang Qu's ear.
"Ghost Mother! The news I brought here with you sitting on the altar contains what you know."
Liang Qu suddenly realized.
This is what feelings are all about.
So, ten living positions, ten dead positions, twenty people are all chosen by God?
Wait a moment.
"I know you wrote it?"
"If I don't write it down, how can I find someone to hold accountable if the news leaks?"
"..."
Lan Jicai returned to his right position: "Dahkala and that damn thing are essentially the same thing, but to reach this level, you have to be at least a top martial artist, or even stronger.
It is rumored that Mahakala's true power cannot be obtained through practice. It should be that one needs to obtain the so-called partial rituals and become the chosen one before he can practice it.
If you don't take such a shot in the end, Lord Mo will have to save you. Let God Mahakala look at you. With your level, you will have to shed your skin even if you don't die! "
Top Martial Saint upwards...
No matter how strong...
"Speaking of which, where did you learn that last move? How did you learn it? In terms of your level and power, it's almost ritualistic, but you did it yourself."
Today's battle, both the process and the result, was beyond everyone's expectations.
Haruhan's power shocked people's hearts, but Liang Qu even opened people's eyes by slashing his butt with a knife.
The moment Lord Mahakala opened his eyes.
Anyone with a discerning eye will know that it is a spiritual ritual. This is not only a matter of realm strength, but also a crushing of life levels.
The Holy Emperor probably thought he was going to lose at that time, so Liang Qu swung Fu Bo in a daze and fired a shot that no one expected, shattering the Mahakala and breaking the inevitable defeat.
"I learned it from Bai Yuan." Liang Qu opened his mouth.
"White ape?" Lan Jicai was stunned. He knew that Liang Qu had many friends with monsters and beasts. They could be called friends of Jianghuai animals. "That's your spear skill. It's a monster. Where did you learn it?"
"I don't know. I'll ask about it another day."
"You boy!"
"Wow!"
There was a sudden noise in the venue.
Liang Qu rolled his eyes and looked towards the square.
In just a moment, the competition turned out to be unexpectedly brutal.
Among the Tianyu Guards facing the enemy, one of them lost his entire right arm, and the oozing blood dyed half of his body red, but he gritted his teeth, drew his sword, and penetrated the enemy's chest!
Left chest, heart!
The bright red tip of the knife protrudes from the body.
He succeeded with one blow, pursued the victory, and then slit his throat!
Blood spurts.
The Beiting people covered their throats and groaned, their pupils full of disbelief, as if they had never expected the other party to be so decisive in cutting off their arms and exchanging injuries.
The other four were equally miserable, covered in blood, but it was far from a life-and-death situation.
A moment of dead silence.
Batu jumped into the arena, decisively admitted defeat, dragged away the injured, and gave medicine to treat them.
The heart and throat of the tiger hunting master were not fatal injuries, but if it was delayed for a long time, it was very likely to leave hidden injuries. In the future, all battles will be weak, and the same realm will be no different from a useless person.
"Ha!"
Tianyuwei spitted, staggered, picked up the broken arm from the ground, and raised it high.
Taile Ling struck the Huangzhong Dalu directly, shaking the square.
The wind of bravery came to his face!
The envoys of various countries were silent.
The tiger is not afraid of the enemy, and the martyrs are not empty.
The blood and courage of the Dashun people are no less than that of the barbarians in Beiting!
"Good boy!" Meng Qiang patted his shoulder, and then looked at the broken arm. The cut surface was flat and smooth, and he felt a little sad and guilty, "It can be connected, don't worry! Go stop the bleeding! Find a pharmacist!"
Everyone was in a panic.
The eunuch beside the Holy Emperor hurried over and stopped everyone.
"Your Majesty said that it is difficult to mend a broken mirror. After the broken arm is connected, it will be worse than the original one. So just abandon this one. After the court is dismissed, use medicine to grow another one."
The broken-armed Tianyu Guard bowed respectfully to the Holy Emperor.
What a big deal.
To let the tiger hunter master regenerate his broken limb, it must cost a lot of resources.
But today's event is worth it!
Three wins in four games.
"The last game!"
Meng Qiang pressed his shoulder, stretched his muscles, and looked at the only three people left on the opposite side.
Unexpectedly, there was a little noise in the west.
Batu stood in front of the Holy Emperor, stroked his chest and whispered.
Only a moment.
The roll call was heard.
Everyone was stunned.
“Everyone gave up?”
