When Xu Qingqing's eyes looked at Chen Gong, she didn't see even half a minute of panic and embarrassment on Chen Gong's face, what she saw was a kind of indifference that was detached from the matter, and what she saw was an inviolable awe. I don't know why, she suddenly had this feeling, feeling that he was the god of heaven, and he was looking indifferently at the people on the earth.

She was surprised in her heart, only to hear Chen Gong suddenly ask, "Do you really put things in the noodle burden?"

His voice was not loud, but as soon as it came out, all the noise quickly subsided.

The beaten man suddenly opened his mouth and stammered, his eyes looked at Chen Gong in a daze, just now he was sure that he was putting something unknown in the noodle burden, and now Chen Gong asked like this, he couldn't say a word.

"Where, did you throw it into the noodle?" said someone in his ear viciously.

He was about to speak, Chen Gong took a step forward, only three feet away from him, and shouted again: "You must know that there are gods three feet above your head, and your words and deeds are under the gaze of the gods." ”

The man was drenched in cold sweat and couldn't say a word, not only him, but the six people around him were also sweating and couldn't speak anymore.

At the same time, they retreated step by step, their eyes were still staring at Chen Gong, as if they were hooked by Chen Gong, suddenly, they turned around and ran, they didn't shout, just ran with their heads bored, the people around them felt extremely surprised, and looked at Chen Gong with strange eyes one by one, they were all thinking in their hearts: "It turns out that he knows magic, no wonder he sits in the downtown every day and reads books, the children of the fairy family are really different." ”

The practice in Jun'an City is extremely strong, and no one will feel mysterious or afraid of cultivators.

Xu Qingqing, who was in the carriage, also thought in his heart: "It turned out that he was a cultivator, selling rice and noodles in the downtown area, this is cultivating his mind." ”

Like those people, she never thought that Chen Gong would be a monster or something, in everyone's hearts, demons can transform into humans, but they will definitely not sit in the middle of the city like him to refine their hearts.

She wanted to go over and say hello, but then dispelled this thought, and looked back at Lan Xian Aya, only to find that she had turned over and got out of the carriage, but instead of walking towards Chen Gong, she trotted quickly in the direction of her house.

Xu Qingqing caught up with Lan Xian Aya and called her to get into the carriage, but Lan Xian Aya only said to go to the Lanling Mansion after getting into the carriage.

Xu Qingqing asked her what was wrong, she didn't say a word, her eyes were full of excitement, one went to the Lanling Palace, but Xu Qingqing did not follow in, but went back to ask people about Chen Gong's origin.

Xu Wangfu has always loved to make friends with Taoist disciples, as long as there are cultivators with magic, they can become guests of Xu Wangfu.

In fact, it is not just Xu Wangfu, but because there is something good at the top, and it must be even worse at the bottom, the monarch of the Zhongyuan Kingdom is obsessed with cultivation, so there is such an atmosphere in the entire Zhongyuan Kingdom. The national capital of the Zhongyuan Kingdom, Jun'an City, has a stronger atmosphere, Baiyun Temple, Fahua Temple, Qitian Temple, and Jumang Hall are respectively in the four directions of the city, and they often open the altar to teach the way of self-cultivation.

Lan Xianling came to the bedroom and unfolded the blank picture scroll taken from the king of Lanling, this picture scroll is a piece of white silk cloth, which is said to be made of the silk spit out by the colorful spirit beasts in the deep mountains.

She placed the blank scroll on the table and spread it out, adjusted the ink and began to paint.

The moment she lifted the pen, everything was forgotten, and only Chen Gong shouted loudly under the gaze of all kinds of people, "There are gods in your head, and your words and deeds are under the gaze of the gods".

It was at this time that someone in the palace suddenly came to spread the word that the queen invited Princess Lanling into the palace, and the queen was the cousin of Princess Lanling, so they would often talk together. In recent years, King Zhao, the monarch of the Zhongyuan Kingdom, has favored the concubines offered by the two of them in the Mangdian, and the queen rarely sees King Zhao once a month, so the number of times she summons her cousin Princess Lanling into the palace has increased.

However, for some reason, King Zhao suddenly came to the queen's palace today, and the two hurriedly greeted him.

King Zhao had seen Princess Lanling, and he only thought she was beautiful before, but now he looked at her extremely moving figure under the kneeling, and he actually had a charm that could not be concealed, and he hurriedly stepped forward to help her up, grabbed her hand, and said, "Beauty, please get up." ”

Princess Lanling frowned, struggled slightly, but did not break free, fearful in her heart, and said secretly: "The husband often says that this King Zhao likes beautiful women, I should go back quickly, so as not to cause confusion about the king's rights and wrongs." ”

Before she could think clearly, King Zhao had already pulled her into his arms, Princess Lanling immediately screamed, and immediately struggled, but she has always been delicate, how can she be worthy of King Zhao's youth, and when King Zhao was young, he also fought in the north and south, and after a good fight, Princess Lanling couldn't get out at all.

The queen was terrified, and she also stepped forward to grab King Zhao, and at the same time said loudly: "King, she is the princess of Lanling." ”

King Zhao was furious and kicked out, and the queen flipped upside down, knocking her head on the stone pillar, and blood flowed.

The palace maids in the palace were all afraid, and they didn't dare to step forward to stop them, there were palace maids to report to Concubine Sang and Concubine Sha, they were the concubines offered by the Jumang Palace, at this time only they could persuade King Zhao, and only they dared to persuade King Zhao.

All the maids withdrew, not daring to stay in the temple any longer, and they heard the sound of tearing their clothes inside, and the sounds of struggle and shouts for help, but none of them dared to look inside.

After a few more moments, there was a snap from inside, followed by a shout, a scream, and then silence.

At this time, Concubine Sang and Concubine Sha came, and they saw that King Zhao in the palace looked a little dazed, looking at the two corpses in front of them, one of them was the queen, and the other was disheveled.

Sang Guifei shouted: "King, they, they are dead, how can the king of Lanling and the marquis of the town rest." ”

The queen is the daughter of the Marquis of the town.

King Zhao looked worried, couldn't help but regret a little, and said, "Widow, widow ......"

"I think it must be Princess Lanling who seduces the king with her beauty. Concubine Sha interrupted King Zhao's words and said.

"Yes, yes, that's it. King Zhao said quickly.

Sang Guifei glanced at Concubine Sha and said, "Then, the king has to make plans early." The Marquis of the town has a heavy army, if the rumors reach his ears, he will rebel one day, why not call him back to the court now. And the king of Lanling has led his troops to Beihai a few days ago, and the king can issue a secret edict to Wang Shiqi, the chief soldier of Crouching Tiger City, so that he can take away the military power of the king of Lanling, and maybe he can be killed. ”

King Zhao was overjoyed and said, "Concubine Sang Ai is really a widow's brainchild." ”

Concubine Sha interjected at this time: "King, in order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, you can summon the youngest daughter of King Lanling to enter the palace and send someone to block the palace of King Lanling." ”

King Zhao also praised the concubine, and then ordered one after another.

At this time, the Lanling Palace, is quiet, in front of Lan Xian Aya is a portrait full of charm, the person in the painting stands solemnly in a dark, the darkness will be found if you look carefully, it is not pure darkness, but there is color difference, clusters of darkness constitute different faces, there are doubts, there are ridicule, there are scrutiny, there are sympathy, there are sighs, there are vicious, there are vicious, all kinds of expressions can be seen from the clusters of darkness, none of them are the same, like a group of ghosts looking around.

And the person in the middle is dressed in cloth, but there is a divine light, which is awe-inspiring and inviolable.

Lan Xian Aya was sketching a book in the hand of the person in the painting, in her heart, this was not a book, but a sword that would be unsheathed and slashed at any time.

"If the gods are reincarnated in heaven and earth, there will be believers who will sacrifice for him and help him regain his godhood. I see God today, and I should sacrifice him, so that he may soon shine in the world, and all living beings will praise his god's name. Lan Xian Aya silently recited this sentence in her heart, she didn't know where she heard it, maybe she had never heard it before, but at this time, it was naturally generated in her heart. And when he had finished reading this, the part of the book on the portrait had been drawn.

The portrait lying quietly on the table seems to have a divine majesty emanating from it.

She was happy in her heart, and was about to ask someone to prepare a sacrifice, when the door was gently opened, and it was Uncle Zhang who came in, and he saw that Lan Xian Aya had finished painting, and said, "Miss, Madame sent back a message that the queen invited Miss into the palace." ”

Lan Xian Aya asked, "Did you say what it was?"

"Nope. Zhang Bodao.

Lan Xian Aya thought about it, and felt that it was better to come back and sacrifice again, thinking that it would be better to come back as soon as possible. So he asked Uncle Zhang to prepare the sacrificial ********** and entered the palace with the people from the palace. But she wrapped the portrait she had just painted and took it with her, ready for the queen and her mother to see.

When Lan Xian Aya painted the portrait, several people in the city immediately had a feeling.

"Master, what's wrong?" The disciple of the White Cloud Observation Lord looked at the master who suddenly looked up at the sky, and asked suspiciously.

"There is another god in the city, yesterday there was a divine power hovering in the air, but it was only a flash of time, it could not be captured, and now the breath is revealed, and it is heading towards the palace. The White Cloud Viewer said.

"There are not many gods in Jun'an City, why does Master take a fancy to this god alone?" asked Jing Ding suspiciously.

The Lord of the White Cloud Observatory looked at the sky, the blue sky was nothing, but he seemed to be able to see the infinite mysteries.

"This one is different, the breath that was revealed yesterday is vast and powerful, although there is only a trace, but it is mighty, more pure than the one in the temple of praying for heaven, this is a true god who has gained the faith of the world. "The Lord of the White Cloud Temple said that he did not say the name of the Heavenly Monarch of the Heavenly Temple, because there were rumors that as long as anyone in this Jun'an City mentioned the name of the Heavenly Monarch, he would be able to hear it. There are even rumors that he will be able to know his name as long as he mentions it in this Zhongyuan Kingdom.

As for whether this is true or false, I'm afraid only the Lord of Baiyun Guan and the others know, and Jing Ding didn't hear his master mention the name of the Immortal Heavenly Monarch.

In the Heavenly Demon Realm, there are few gods left, the last time the person who called himself White Tiger Xingjun came to kill many small gods who occupied various places, and then Chen Gong's name spread rapidly in the Heavenly Demon Realm, and all kinds of legends about him spread vividly in the Heavenly Demon Realm, and some people even compiled a "Legend of the Mountain God" to record Chen Gong's life and deeds, although there are many unclear and wrong words, but what Chen Gong has done on the Void Immortal Continent have been recorded, and those alone are enough to make people who have lost the protection of the gods believe in him.

Even the Beijing City, Dongling City and Xixiang City by the Wolong River, which did not prohibit other gods from setting up temples, slowly began to worship Chen Gong, the mountain god who was already the god of Si Yutian, and there was a tendency to spread around the city.