How about sending the golden god in your hand to me?

"Um?"

Hear the voices in your head.

Li Xun looked up.

The figure that originally flew over was quickly covered with a layer of deep purple brilliance. This layer of purple was too rich, such a level of purple.

This was the first time he saw it.

"A Heaven and Earth Creation Pill and a Saint-Level Thunder Prison Sword Sutra. It seems that there are still some surprises in the Imperial City of Da Chu."

Li Xun said to himself.

With a flick of his finger, an invisible force spread out, catching the flying figure firmly and placing it on the ground.

Land on your feet.

Only then did Yang Yi come back to his senses. He took a deep look at the golden god in front of him. With endless gratitude in his eyes, he cupped his hands and said, "My lord, Yang Yi, thank you very much, Holy Son Xuanyang, for saving me!"

"Easy to do."

Li Xun responded casually.

Then.

A jade box flew out from the god's box. The light on the jade box was flowing, blocking the prying eyes of the gods, making it impossible for outsiders to see clearly what was in the jade box.

"We are destined to meet each other, and the things in this are given to you."

The plain words fell.

The jade box was suspended in front of Yang Yi.

"this…"

Yang Yi was stunned. He looked very embarrassed at this time. The hair crown on his head was knocked off. There was a footprint on his chest that was particularly eye-catching.

He straightened his clothes and held up his hands again and said: "The sage said, receiving salary without merit can easily lead to greed. Today is just my first meeting with the Holy Son, how can I..."

"He is still a Confucianist."

Li Xun chuckled.

The ways of cultivation are all kinds of strange, and there are all kinds of cultivation methods. Confucianism and Taoism are relatively unpopular. Most of these factions depend on the dynasty for their existence.

On weekdays, it is difficult to see it in the cultivation world.

because.

This school, in the early stage, has very weak combat power and no boundaries. It can only cultivate the awe-inspiring aura in the chest. When the awe-inspiring aura is developed, it can stir up the long river of righteousness in the dark.

They can use words to activate the power of heaven and earth.

But similarly, when they develop their righteousness, they will be able to survive the calamity of life and death immediately!

It can be said that the starting point for practicing Confucianism and Taoism is the realm of life and death, but this starting point is too high. Ninety-nine point nine percent of Confucian students, even if they have spent their entire lives, cannot sense the existence of the long river of righteousness.

The most fundamental reason is that the life of ordinary people is too short. In just a hundred years, there is no gain at all from practicing Confucianism and Taoism.

so.

Many people who follow Confucianism will first take the normal route in the early stage, just like ordinary practitioners, starting from physical training, vitality and other realms of cultivation.

Wait until your life is long enough, then turn around and practice Confucianism and Taoism.

But this young man named Yang Yi seems to specialize in Confucianism and Taoism and has never touched other martial arts. However, the system also allows him to invest in the World-Destroying Sword Sutra, which is a bit interesting.

"It's not a valuable item, it just helps with your injuries."

Li Xun added.

"Then...thank you very much, Holy Son Xuanyang."

Yang Yi did not delay further. He reached out to take the jade box and quickly put it into his arms. At this time, he was filled with emotion. He originally thought that he would be crushed to death by Holy Son Xuanyang.

Unexpectedly, it was a blessing in disguise.

after all.

Many people could see that Duke Xiao Qi was deliberately blocking the road. How could Yang Yi not see it?

He is just a trigger.

Thinking that he was being used as a tool, a trace of anger arose in Yang Yi's heart. He secretly made up his mind that if he had the chance, he would also try the way of cultivation.

"Ah."

At this moment.

A chuckle came.

The crowd in the distance parted automatically, and a man in powerful clothes and full of vitality strode out. He had a majestic appearance and muscular muscles. He looked like an iron tower moving in his stride.

Before they even got close, a terrifying force spread out, and everyone around them couldn't help but take a few steps back, not daring to get too close.

"Little Duke Qi has appeared!"

Someone whispered.

"Xiao Qi Guogong has been practicing for more than three hundred years and is in the middle stage of life and death. He has a good relationship with the champion. With him here today, it may be a bit difficult for Holy Son Xuanyang to get there." In a restaurant, there was Feng Houqiang. The person looked over here with a playful smile in his eyes. "Tap!" There was a crisp sound.

Zheng Poyue stood ten meters away from the Golden God, with his hands folded in front of his chest. His eyes were cold. He glanced at Yang Yi first, then looked at the God, and slowly said, "I never thought that the famous Holy Son of Xuanyang. You are still a boy who throws away money. I am destined to meet you today. Why don't you give me the golden god in your hand?" As soon as these words came out, the eyes of everyone who saw this scene lit up.

Everyone knows that the Shenhu that Li Xun is currently riding is the flying spirit treasure of the original champion, and now the Duke of Qi comes up to ask for it. It can be regarded as the first person to a certain extent. If it were anyone else, even if they had a hundred courages, they would not dare to stand in front of Li Xun's bicycle and ask him for the Golden God. Firstly, they don't have the identity, and secondly, they don't have the strength. "I don't know how Holy Son Xuanyang will respond." Such a thought came to countless people's minds.

Beside, Yang Yi opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he looked at his strength and finally sighed helplessly. He was still too weak now. I couldn't get a word in at all.

Just when many people are waiting eagerly, the curtains fluttered around the Golden God, and a cold voice floated out, echoing throughout the street. "You deserve it?"

"Since you don't want to give it to me, I have no choice but to come and get it myself!"

Zheng Poyue laughed evilly, as if he had expected it. He grabbed it with his palm and used a magical power to form a big hand that covered the sky, like a black cloud, and photographed it with supreme divine power. The moment the palm appeared, everyone was shocked. With such strength, it is possible to fight against the late stage of the life and death realm. How many people at the same level can match it? No wonder the young Duke of Qi, knowing that Li Xun defeated the champion, still dared to come here to provoke him. It turns out that he has such confidence!

Just when his palm was about to fall, Li Xun finally moved. He punched out with a simple punch. The fist was as bright as a mountain, towering into the void and filling the sky and the earth. With a bang, the light of the fist shattered Zheng Poyue's palm. Before he could react, the fist light had already arrived in front of him. "No!"

Zheng Poyue's eyes widened, as if he had seen something incredible, and he let out a loud roar. "Boom!" There was a loud noise. The entire Jade Capital City seemed to be shaken. Zheng Poyue's roar stopped suddenly, and he flew out a hundred times faster than Yang Yi's flight just now. The entire street was completely divided into two by Zheng Poyue's body. Looking around, a chasm stretches all the way to the end of the sight. I don't know how far it is. This means that Yujing City is huge enough. If it were a smaller city, Zheng Poyue might have left the city by now.