[Chapter 135 The Cursed Land (One More)]
(At 22, he will be in the top 20 immediately!)
As a result, the moment Xia Qingchen stepped out of the threshold of the temple with his left foot.
A very strange scene appeared!
In the hall behind him, the 50-foot-high statue of the dust-free God King suddenly burst without warning.
The huge body was torn apart and splashed in all directions.
The entire hall shook violently for no reason.
The pillars in the hall broke, and the entire roof collapsed.
The same scene also appeared in the other twelve halls enshrining the statues of the Wuchen God King.
Without exception, the statues were broken and the temple collapsed.
The scale of the Imperial City Temple was extremely huge, and the thirteen halls collapsed at the same time, like a landslide.
The entire imperial capital could clearly feel the trembling
of the earth, and the sound like the rumbling of thunder in the sky was even more enduring, echoing in the sky above the imperial capital.
The temple master who was in the main hall was hit by a piece of debris from the dust-free god king, smashed him on the spot, vomited blood and flew out of the temple, lucky to escape the danger of being buried.
Looking at the shocking scene of thick smoke billowing into the sky.
The hall master’s mind was blank.
What happened?
When the smoke clears.
He was nervous and rushed to the backyard in a hurry.
There, the tower that has been standing for many years has collapsed.
The only good thing is that the backyard is more spacious.
Apart from being smashed into their bodies by the splashing small stones, Mo Yuan and the others were fine.
Princess Tianyin turned pale, staring at the ruins in front of her in shock.
The temple that stood for hundreds of years was completely destroyed overnight?
what happened?
Is it the gods who pour out their wrath?
After the temple master appeased Mo Yuan, he looked at the ruins and cried out, “My temple!”
The temple, which had been passed down for hundreds of years, suddenly turned into ruins!
The temple was destroyed by a mysterious force, and it was known to the believers that they would definitely consider it to be condemned by God.
In the future, even if the temple is rebuilt, how many believers will dare to come?
However, what disappointed the temple master was that he could not even rebuild the temple.
Because while cleaning up the site, the temple staff tried to fetch new spare idols.
However, as soon as it entered the range of the ruins, the statue was blown up.
Dozens of times in a row, without exception!
It seems that the area where the temple is located has become a cursed area!
The statue will shatter when it gets close!
They won’t know.
That’s because, as the master of the temple, he personally expelled the dust-free God King!
All the gods were expelled.
How can idols continue to be worshipped?
Once it comes to the scope of the temple, it will naturally be broken.
“What happened?” The temple master couldn’t understand.
Suddenly, he remembered what Xia Qingchen had persuaded him to withdraw before he left.
And he didn’t listen to the persuasion. After insulting again, it seemed that Xia Qingchen had foreseen what would happen, and asked Prince Yunshu and the dog to leave quickly.
“Could he be someone from the God King Wuchen?” The temple master thought.
However, this absurd idea was quickly put behind him.
Outside the temple, a mile away.
Prince Yun Shu’s pupils widened, staring at the collapsed temple in disbelief.
“Young Master Xia, you…” He clearly remembered that Xia Qingchen had twice persuaded the temple master to withdraw the expulsion, and had a premonition that the temple would collapse, so they left at a faster pace.
This is no coincidence.
Xia Qingchen stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the temple, and said indifferently: “The false temple, the false belief, it should collapse, and it will collapse sooner or later.”
Once Mo Yuan inadvertently revealed his true thoughts – he felt that the god king Wuchen Long dead, not worthy of piety worship.
He is like this, and the Palace Master who is his father must be more like this.
A group of fake believers, under the guise of the dust-free god king, swayed and deceived real believers.
The collapse of the temple is a matter of time.
It’s just that the hall master himself expelled the dust-free god king and accelerated the collapse.
Prince Yunshu wanted to ask again, but Xia Qingchen had turned around, looked at him, and said, “The throne, I’ll fight for you!”
He owed the prince and princess at the same time.
So choose not to help anyone.
But now, Princess Tianyin has severed her relationship with herself.
He has no more worries.
In today’s Shenxiu Principality, the contemporary monarch is incompetent.
Princess Tianyin is short-sighted!
Only Prince Yunshu is suitable to lead the Principality of Shenxiu.
In the country and the family, Xia Qingchen should support Prince Yunshu.
“Thank you!” Prince Yunshu smiled comfortably.
“Whether it succeeds or not, I thank you.” Prince Yunshu said.
Qiu Qiu smiled and said, “Then you can take a hundred hearts, Lord Chen will take action, and your throne will be stabilized!”
Xia Qingchen waved his hand and said, “I can only guarantee that I will join the Martial Arts Temple.
” The requirement is the number of people competing.
At present, the only possible person for Prince Yunshu is Xia Qingchen.
Princess Tianyin has three.
“Hahaha, it’s enough for you to be willing!” Prince Yunshu did not think that Xia Qingchen had the ability to enter the martial arts palace.
His six-tiered cultivation level in the middle of the world may be powerful, but he is not yet in the eyes of the martial arts Tiangong.
It’s just that he didn’t know that Xia Qingchen had already broken through to the Zhongchen position.
And the overall strength is far superior to the top three Shenxiu.
Silent all night.
When Xia Qingchen returned to the Green Willow Courtyard, it was already late at night.
Days of drizzle finally turned into white snow in the cold winter.
It landed on the ground, wet and slippery.
Xia Qingchen passed a small bridge.
A blue-clothed girl with a yellow silk tulle face scarf, holding an ink-painted umbrella, walked gracefully in the snow.
The wind blows suddenly.
Raised the snowflakes all over the sky, and also raised her long aqua blue dress.
A long black and beautiful hair, fluttering slowly.
The wind returns to the snow flow, and the beauty reflects the snow.
Beautiful.
The wind blew, and the ink painting umbrella in the girl’s hand was accidentally blown away.
It just so happened that Xia Qingchen walked up the stairs of the small bridge, and the painting umbrella came towards him.
He picked it up and grabbed the painting umbrella.
Just as he was about to pay it back, two children frolicked and ran towards each other from the bridge.
But the ground was slippery, making it impossible to run.
One of the younger children accidentally slipped.
And, because of the center of gravity, it fell out of the bridge.
Xia Qingchen tipped her toes and flew over in one step, catching the child who had fallen into the air, and then jumped back lightly.
Putting down the frightened child, Xia Qingchen instructed: “Go home.”
Then, he returned the painted umbrella to the woman: “Your umbrella.”
His eyes were calm, and he was not moved by the woman’s outstanding temperament.
He put the umbrella in her palm and passed by.
“The son’s house is kind-hearted and brave in doing justice. The slave family is grateful.” Behind him, the blue-clothed girl bowed and saluted.
Xia Qingchen didn’t look back, and said indifferently: “It’s easy to do it, there’s no need to say thanks.”
Everything was done from the heart.
See death, but help.
Seeing danger, you can help.
The blue-clothed girl silently watched Xia Qingchen leave, her eyes glowing with brilliance.
“Master, since you found him, why did you let him go?” Out of nowhere, a Buddha walked out with a rosary in his hand.
In the snow, wearing a thin shirt and not afraid of the cold.
All the wind and snow blowing three feet in front of him turned into powder silently.
If Xia Qingchen was here, he would definitely recognize that this was a sign of “Qi Huayi” that only the powerhouses of the small star rank had.
[End of This Chapter]
