The gate of Chenghuang Temple slowly opened.
Except for the City God who was already trapped in the situation of the Mud Bodhisattva crossing the river, the City God's Temple in the accompanying city was fully mobilized. The civil and military judges and the ghost officials of various departments all stood cautiously. Within the gate.
Although the entire Suijia City is considered one's own territory and will be protected by a certain amount of energy, standing in the fragrant City God's Temple feels more at ease after all.
Chen Pingan looked towards the door.
After the tragic incident, the City God chose to kill one and let go, so the general Shackles should be new, while the Chief Officer of the Yin and Yang Division, headed by the Sixth Division of the City God, is still the old one.
Chen Pingan held the sword fairy in his hand and looked down at the sword gourd. "After I draw the sword twice, you can do whatever you want tonight."
Chen Pingan raised his head and looked at the City God's Temple. Gate, "Who is the chief officer of the Yin and Yang Division who is accompanying you to the City God's Temple?"
The Civil and Military Judges, Day and Night Traveling God, General Shackles and other divisions all quickly looked at one of them without any hesitation. An official who looks like a middle-aged Confucian scholar.
The etiquette of the Yinming official uniforms in the Chenghuang Pavilion Temple in the world is roughly the same as that of the Yangjing court. Except that the official patch patterns cannot be messed up, there are slight differences in various continents and places. For example, here in Luzhou, Beiju, Official robes are mostly black and white, and there is a bronze seal engraved on their waist hanging on their waist.
He took a step forward cautiously, his eyes wandering, suppressing the panic in his heart, bowing and clasping his fists: "The Sword Immortal visited the City God's Temple at night, but he was not welcomed from a distance. I wonder why the Sword Immortal is looking for my subordinate?"
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If a good person does not come, he will be unkind. Not only he, but also all his colleagues understand this simple truth, otherwise they would not show up together.
The next moment, the swordsman in blue shirt was already standing in the City God's Temple, behind him was the chief officer of the Yin and Yang Division who stood dumbly on the spot.
Including the civil and military judges, even if the man had trespassed into the City God's Temple, he still moved symbolically, as if to avoid a road, and then looked at his colleague one by one.
From the forehead of the chief officer of the Yin and Yang Division, all the way down, a straight and slender golden line appeared.
In an instant, a golden body suddenly shattered into powder.
Not even the Judge Wu in the City God's Temple, who is best at killing evil ghosts, and the new General Shackles, who likes to go out of the city to hunt lonely ghosts, did not see clearly how and when the other side drew the sword.
For a time, all the officials in the Chenghuang Temple looked gloomy.
It’s miserable.
What a foreign swordsman who traveled far away!
I have only heard that the Sword Immortal and his ilk act in the most eccentric and domineering ways, and cannot be judged by common sense.
The statue of the City God enshrined in the back hall of the City God Temple, a faint golden light circulated, and an elegant and elegant old official walked out. There was no obstruction in the front hall building. He passed through it and floated to it. On the steps of the front hall, after standing still, he stretched out a finger and said sternly: "As a sword cultivator, you can kill Yinming officials who have been sealed with the imperial seal of a country at will?!"
Chen Ping An raised his head and looked at thatThe thick black fog that shrouded Suijia City and the sinister aura were spreading its teeth and claws.
Somewhat similar to the sea of semi-immortal soldiers and clouds in the Fu family in Old Dragon City, except that in the latter, the Qi practitioners under the Earth Immortals cannot be seen. In this Yinping Kingdom Suijia City, it is the monks Outside, ordinary people can see it.
Chen Pingan said: "I will try to block the catastrophe for you, how can you thank me?"
The City God was shocked at first, and then he was ecstatic, "Seriously? Isn't the Sword Immortal? That joke?"
The young swordsman in blue nodded.
The City God only thinks that there is no end to the road, and there is a bright future in every village! The City God said loudly: "As long as the Sword Immortal can keep our City God's Temple safe, the Sword Immortal can say anything and let the Sword Immortal take the treasures of the county for himself. If the Sword Immortal finds it troublesome, just say something, and everyone in the City God's Temple will give it to him with both hands." There is absolutely no ambiguity..."
A golden light slashed down from the sky.
Many Yinming officials in the City God's Temple were shocked to see it, and their golden bodies were unstable. They saw that the City God, who had been aloof for countless years, was exactly the same as his previous colleagues in the Yin and Yang Division. First, a golden light appeared on his forehead. , and then a straight line slowly spread downwards.
As expected of the City God who has enjoyed incense offerings for many years, a thick golden body soaked in the essence of countless incense did not shatter on the spot. Not only that, the City God was able to raise his hands and press firmly on it. He held the sides of his head and wailed: "Are you crazy? As soon as I die, the disaster will fall immediately. Do you want to resist the disaster with only one person? If I don't die, you and I can work together to resist the disaster. Let's live together in this disaster, you lunatic!"
Chen Ping'an looked higher than the city god and looked at the altar in the front hall, where the man who was also enjoying the incense of the county was completely silent. The towering statue of God.
I don’t know if it was a nest of snakes and rats, or if they knew that a disaster was coming, so they withdrew some of their divinity from the statue of the City God Temple.
Chen Pingan said: "I'm sorry, I forgot to say something just now, you need to die to thank me."
The City God pressed his head firmly with both hands, and kept paying attention from all directions. It doesn’t matter whether the incense is pure or not, or whether it is mixed with evil intentions. As long as it is the incense of the person who worships the incense, no matter how pure his thoughts are, he has already detained them all in the City God’s Temple. As for whether it is drinking poison to quench his thirst, he doesn’t care, as long as With a little more cultivation, there will be a little more possibility of preserving the golden body after the disaster. As for whether the City God's Temple will be destroyed, and whether those auxiliary officials and ghost officials will have poor cultivation, all of them will be affected by Chiyu, and even the people of the county. From the first day when his "merits and virtues were greatly reduced and his golden body was rotten", the City God had lost all interest in his life and death. For this reason, he specially invited a group of monks with worldly friendships to go to the capital. Carrying heavy gifts, he lobbied the Ministry of Rites and the Qintian Supervisor to persuade the Emperor of Yinping Kingdom to suppress the news and not allow the people of the city and the county to flee in all directions. Otherwise, it would be the worst outcome in which both the feng shui of the country and the city god of the place would be harmed. During this period, the descendants of the recipient of the letter in the capital, especially the current head of the family,, still knew the pros and cons, so they put in a lot of efforts, and used the connections and affection accumulated in the temple and official circles for generations to help the City God Temple to plead for mercy. This finally allowed the City God Lord to see a glimmer of hope.
Death in a county will protect your body.
If you don’t do it for yourself, you will be punished by heaven and earth!
What’s more, as the city god of a county, I am the golden-bodied god who regards human princes as short-lived seedlings!
The City God pressed his head with both hands and looked down slightly. Although the golden thread slowed down, it showed no sign of stopping. The City God was so frightened that he even cried, "Why is this happening? So, why can't all the incense be stopped? Sword Immortal, Master Sword Immortal..."
The City God who stood at the top of the steps no longer had any domineering look on his face and begged for mercy: "I beg the Sword Immortal. Master, please forgive me. Is there anything in this world that cannot be discussed?"
The City God did not dare to raise his hand and pointed to the top of his head. "Master Sword Immortal, please look up. Without me, the City God's Temple can control the incense of a temple and use up a whole place. Qi Shu, help resist the catastrophe. Master Sword Immortal, are you really not afraid of wasting your hard-earned virtues alone?"
The almost frightened judge also found it incredible at first? , just thinking about it again, it suddenly dawned on him, which only made him more desperate.
This foreign swordsman is so full that he is ready to bear the catastrophe, so why should he care about the gains and losses? If you really want to care about it, why bother to enter the Chenghuang Temple?
Didn’t the City God often teach his subordinates to be steady when things happen and not to make mistakes while busy? It seems that things are really coming to an end, but that's all.
It’s just that the literary judge of the City God’s Temple felt miserable. He was not a bystander now, and he had no jokes to watch. For hundreds of years, they, the gods who sit in the feng shui of a certain place, have looked down from a high position on the faithful men and women who come to the temple to burn incense. They support all kinds of people with the same rice. They are stupid, stupid men and resentful women, and young and strong men who love leisure and work but pray for constant wealth. They are vicious but evil-hearted. The extravagant hope of finding a woman with a lover. The elders in the family are seriously ill and do not want to spend money for treatment but come here to burn incense and make wishes. The murderous bandits think that they can spend more money and burn a few handfuls of incense after entering the temple. There are countless ways to eliminate disasters and sins, and I have seen enough human jokes that I have become numb. Now that they have suffered retribution, it is the turn of those Qi practitioners to see the joke in their own City God's Temple?
Chen Pingan ignored the City God, just inserted the sword in his hand into the ground, and then slowly rolled up his sleeves. Unlike Cangjun Lake, this time his left sleeve was also rolled up and exposed. That walnut bracelet.
As for the three talismans obtained from Ghost Valley, Chen Pingan casually placed them between his belts. The Jade Clear Light Talisman that had opened the door, and the remaining two talismans from Yunxiao Palace of Chongxuan Department. Talisman, Bixiaofu Talisman.
After doing this, Chen Pingan looked at the City God whose golden eyes turned dark.
Thinking of the Chenghuang Pavilion in Rouge County of Caiyi Kingdom, it was indeed the case, but the Jinchenghuang Shen Wen was framed by the monks on the mountain. This person in front of me isIt's the difference between cloud and mud that you asked for.
Chen Pingan came to the top of the steps in an instant, holding a sword in one hand and standing next to the City God who was like a martial artist possessed by a maniac. The two were side by side, but in completely opposite directions.
The swordsman in blue shirt faces the front hall, on which is an empty statue of a god sitting high and dull. The golden god with a golden thread downwards faces the temple door and the common people.
Trying hard to keep the golden body from exploding was the result of the City God's efforts. Even if there was a culprit who was attacking him with a sword standing next to him, the City God still had no time to care.
The golden thread on the City God's body began to expand continuously, like a flood bursting its banks, and a small stream could no longer carry it.
He suddenly laughed: "What a swordsman, you are also here for that important treasure in this world, right?"
The City God, who knew he would die, suddenly laughed heartily, and then He whispered: "It's a pity. Otherwise, even if I, the city god of a small county, die, I can drag a bunch of mountain gods to be buried with me. Wouldn't it be great?"
Chen Pingan suddenly Stretching out a hand, he covered the face of the City God, and then with his fingers like hooks, he said slowly: "What kind of dignity do you have, to take a look at the human world?"
The City God's The golden body shattered into pieces, and a large ball of gold powder seemed to be scattered in the front hall of the City God's Temple.
With a ding-dong sound, an object fell to the ground crisply.
It is a rusty fragment of a golden body, not too small, larger than the two Cangjun Lake and River Gods combined.
Chen Ping'an was about to smash it with the tip of the Sword Immortal's sword, but the sword gourd on his waist plucked out Chu Yi, who had not been seen for a long time, and a white rainbow sword light pierced the rusty gold. The body fragments, Feijian Chuyi and the golden body fragments disappeared together.
When the golden body of the Chenghuang Temple was shattered, thunder suddenly burst out over Suiji City. The sound was far louder than ordinary thunder. It was like firecrackers exploding in the ears, causing countless people in Suiji City to wake up from their deep sleep. Wake up with a start.
The black clouds rolled, as if there were ink dragons and black dragons swimming together in the sea of clouds. Not only that, the sea of clouds began to slowly fall.
First, some families in the city began to light lamps after being awakened by the thunder.
Wealthy families even hung up lanterns.
In a prosperous county town, dots of light are constantly connected into a patchwork, and the sounds of children crying come and go.
Finally, those Qi practitioners who quietly entered Suijia City were dumbfounded. After panicking, they began to curse. They had never imagined that this damn disaster had already arrived before the heavy treasure actually appeared in the world.
There is a lot of emphasis here.
The treasures of heaven, material and earth that emerged in the world have their own innate spirituality and are extremely difficult to capture by Qi practitioners. The Lord of Huangyue City once passed by an exotic treasure because of that immortal treasure. The flying speed of the exotic treasure is too astonishing.
It is rumored on the mountain that Suijia City's rare treasure is of extremely high quality. It was born from the aggregation and gestation of a county's millennium of splendid literary fortune. Not only that, it is said that when Suijia City was first built,In fact, there is a military immortal weapon buried deep in the ground. In the end, the two merged to become a human treasure with both civil and military skills. It is both offensive and defensive. Anyone who gets it can reach the sky in one step and become a monk on the top of the mountain. That's why Huangyue City and Baodong Fairyland, the two top immortal families, set out together. They are determined to get this rare treasure. If Huangyue City succeeds, it will truly secure the top spot on the mountain tops of more than ten countries and throw Baodong Wonderland out by a large distance. The distance, if Baodong Wonderland can capture it, its power can surpass Huangyue City.
The ghost house in Suijia City.
The old man was sitting on the ridge of a nearby roof. He was a little annoyed by the little monkey on his shoulder that could not be comforted no matter what, so he threw it away.
The low-level local monks in the city had already noticed that the situation was not good, and began to run or fly away from the city.
They didn't dare to covet that rare treasure. Most of them were vassal sects behind Huangyue City and Baodong Wonderland. A helping hand.
The old man is also in a depressed mood. It is very difficult for things to reach this point.
That young swordsman is really confused. The four most difficult ghosts on the mountain are indeed worthy of their reputation. When traveling down the mountain, I always only seek my own happiness!
Can you block this catastrophe entangled with cause and effect if you want to? When the time comes, you will see that the opportunity is not good, and run away while blocking the way, so as to save your life, won't you still cause unnecessary odor?
The old man suddenly said: "Sluts, I'm in a bad mood right now, don't mess with me."
On the eaves of the roof, stood a woman in a wooden hairpin and cloth skirt. The woman is mediocre in appearance, but how can an ordinary city woman stand firm in that place with raised eaves.
The woman covered her mouth and said with a sweet smile: "You are just talking to a queen like this? You are so courageous."
The old man said dullly: "It's too bad that the master has planned such a plan. It's a long-term event, and neither you nor I can redeem it. Especially this kind of embarrassing situation where we have failed, the master will only be more angry."
The woman waved her hand and said: "I don't know why the rare treasure suddenly happened. It calmed down and allowed the heavenly tribulation to wear away its innate appearance, and did not wait for an opportunity to escape. However, once the heavenly tribulation fell, it would still be forced to show up. Huangyue City and Baodong Fairyland had already stayed away from each other, instead of going to Cangyun. The only way to avoid disaster in Hulong Palace is to go to Black Glaze Mountain, which is farther away. Then you and I will have the upper hand, wouldn’t it be better?”
When the woman said this, her expression became solemn, “Both you and me. How many years have we worked together? Let me venture to ask a private question, why is the master unwilling to personally take action? With the master’s extraordinary cultivation level, after that feat, although the losses were too heavy and he had to retreat, it has been hundreds of years. Why? It’s time to regain peak cultivation. When the master comes, won’t he be able to capture the rare treasure? Who dares to stand in the way, like a waste like Fan Weiran?”
You know nothing about this kind of thing? The treasure of merit can be obtained by force just by having high cultivation level?The higher a person's cultivation level is, and he is not a pure martial artist or a military monk. When he enters this realm, he becomes the target of public criticism. He has a long eye for this calamity. Even if he endured it, he has lost so much of his Taoism. Do you want to pay for it? Even if you add in the whole Silver Screen Kingdom's shit treasure trove, can you afford to pay? joke!
The woman didn't take it seriously at the old man's cynicism. She turned her head and stared at the City God's Temple, frowning and said: "Depending on the situation, we need to at least leave Suijia City temporarily. We are close, but you and I are different." Is the sky falling and a high person standing on top? Used as a punching bag for this calamity? If it is far away, Chongbao will definitely show up as soon as the catastrophe is over and escape from this filthy place. Huangyue City and Baodong Wonderland will not be slow to take action by then. We have no problem dealing with Ye Han and Fan Weiran, but there are so many wastes around them. When the number increases, be careful of the ants chewing the elephant to death.
The old man smiled, pointed at the little monkey that crawled back to the roof and kept grinning towards the City God's Temple, and said: "You, my mother-in-law, have been talking to the so-called emperors and generals all day long for so many years." When dealing with dragons and grandsons, the look in their eyes is getting worse and worse. Didn't you notice that this is the treasure-swallowing monkey that the owner bought with a lot of money, a descendant of an ancient alien species? Do you know how much immortal money was spent? I'm afraid I'll scare you to death if I tell you. As long as it is there, you can swallow the treasure, so the matter is not as troublesome as you think. But if you are not good enough and get entangled by Ye Han or Fan Weiran, unable to escape, I have agreed in advance that I will only take the little one with me. Once the monkey is gone, can you, this coquettish fox, continue to enjoy your wealth in the world and continue to carve the fox skin with the dragon spirit of the country? Anyway, you have to fight for your own life. "
How many times has this coquettish fox been the queen?
The old man cursed in his heart.
The woman sighed and looked up. There was some worry in the eyes of the slowly falling black cloud, "The master's sworn enemy won't stand in the way, right? Are there really only two golden elixir monks, Ye Han and Fan Weiran?
The old man shook his head and said: "Since the two sides have drawn a clear line back then, and each side takes what it needs, there should be no more accidents." When someone reaches the level of a master, he cares more about commitment than we frogs in a well. Before I left, the master said some final words. If you and I can't fight with these two paper-thin gold elixirs, don't go back and find a place to kill yourself. "
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The woman nodded, and then her naturally charming eyes revealed a touch of heat, "That is really a good sword. ! Definitely a magic weapon! Even those Earthly Immortal Sword Cultivators outside will be moved when they see it!
The old man smiled and said: "The blind people on the roadside can see it. Do you need to tell me?" What, are you excited? Then go grab it. "
The woman turned her head and cast a flirtatious look, "This old guy is just talking nonsense. If he really wanted to rob him, he would have to overestimate his own capabilities and beat him to death.
The old man clicked his tongue and said: "I haven't seen you for a long time, but I still have some skills. If a woman can enchant people with her eyes instead of her face, that's your ability." Things come trueLater, let's have sex? A little goodbye is better than a wedding. We brother and sister haven't seen each other for hundreds of years?
The woman tiptoed, smiling sweetly, trembling like a silver bell, the lingering sound still lingering after leaving, "Old man, it will be too late if you don't leave. Let's leave Suijia City first. It's done." After taking care of this important matter for the master, the slave family is at your disposal. ”
The old man grabbed the little monkey with one hand and put it on his shoulder, and flew out of the city with the woman.
Both parties naturally had to suppress the realm, otherwise Ye Han would fall. In the eyes of , Fan Weiran and others, this group of people, although most of them are only familiar with the things in the nest, but after all, it is such a large area, with more than ten countries and territories, there will always be one or two popping up every hundred years. He is a man of amazing talent and beauty who should not be underestimated. Every time he and his wife talk about Ye Han and Fan Weiran, their words are full of contempt. But if he really wants to fight with those monks, he should be careful.
The two of them passed by the city walls one after another.
On the city wall, there were still many Qi practitioners who were not afraid of death. They probably felt that they were far away. Once we got to Suijia City, the danger was less, and he was pretending to be calm and giving advice.
One of them was a young monk who was arranged by the master to be the owner of the incense shop near the Chenghuang Temple, hiding his name. Year, now that he had finally regained his identity, he scolded him particularly vigorously, saying that the young man who looked like a swordsman had either had water in his brain or had been kicked by a donkey. When he arrived at the Chenghuang Temple, he looked like a stranger and had nothing to do with anything. I didn’t understand it, so I hacked the ghost officials of the Yin and Yang Division to death without saying a word. When I entered the City God’s Temple, I even liked to show off my authority and directly used my sword on the City God. Unfortunately, after that, the City God’s Temple closed its door, and I couldn’t see the scene inside. .
A nearby monk said with a smile, this guy obviously thought that he could not get the rare treasure, so he simply made everyone lose it. His intentions were so evil that he would be punished when the dust of the catastrophe comes to an end! Sure, if the sword cultivator is lucky enough to survive, he will definitely ask for advice.
The old man with the little monkey on his shoulders floated out of the wall and thought it was really interesting. The more such stupid and evil people the better.
There need to be more pedantic people like the prefects and scholars in order to support the former.
Otherwise, if there are smart people in the world, I will be in the palace of Yinping. How can these charming women, fellow monks, take advantage of everything in the world?
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In the Chuyi area. After escaping to the ground with the rusty golden body fragment, he quickly reappeared and killed most of the civil and military judges, various ghost officials, day and night wandering gods, and general Shackles with a white rainbow.
In the end, only the City God's Temple Judge, General Shackles, who had been in office for a short time, and some low-ranking ghost officials were left.
The fifteen in the sword-raising gourd simply did it this time. Did not show up.
Chen Pingan waved his sleeves, rolled up the pale gold or pure silver gold body fragments, put them in his hands, and then continued to look up.He looked towards the black sea of clouds, which was less than three hundred feet away from the Suijia City ground.
After thinking about it, Chen twisted out a golden barrier-breaking talisman that had not been burned out on Cangjun Lake. After that, he tried the Jade Clear Light Talisman again.
The first-hand person to fight against the calamity tonight will naturally rely on his own skills. As for what happens next, there is no such fuss.
The first day of the new year is still wandering around the entire Chenghuang Temple, with the sound of breaking through the air and buzzing.
Chen Pingan turned his head and looked at the ghost officials of the Chenghuang Temple who dared not move. He just glanced at them.
Be upright and loyal, pity the common people, take care of things on behalf of nature, cut off evil and eradicate evil?
On the first day of the new year, it seemed that he had planned to let go of the remaining ghosts. Suddenly, a flash of white rainbow sword light pierced through several of the ghost officials who punished evil and gave longevity in the Chenghuang Temple, and disappeared on the spot. .
Chen Pingan took a deep breath, turned his head and no longer looked at these ghost officials who were eating incense with the City God, "You still won't leave? Do you want to stay with me at the City God's Temple to bear the catastrophe?"
They fled one after another, just to stay as far away from the Chenghuang Temple as possible. It would be better if they could leave Suijia City.
A middle-aged man with a big beard actually walked into the Chenghuang Temple. He had spit on the ground at the door before, and then entered the front hall and saw the young man holding his breath and concentrating. Sword Immortal, this man hesitated for a moment and asked in a loud voice: "What are you doing? Mr. Yu, as the local god of the county, I shouldn't advise you to leave. Naturally, a few people in a county will die if they can." Fewer people will die. But Yu Zi, I still hope you don’t wade into troubled waters. It’s not that I look down on your methods as a master of swordsmanship. Everything will be fine. Since you are a swordsman, you still don’t understand the twists and turns here? Why is it so difficult?”
Chen Pingan turned around and asked: “You are from the Fire God Temple? ?”
The man nodded and said: “I really did a lot of evil in my last life. Even people died, and yet I still have to be the god of this Fire God Temple. I haven’t lived a comfortable life for hundreds of years. "
Chen Pingan asked: "When the prefect was still a child, was he escorted out of Suijia City by you?"
The man grinned and said: "This is what he said. , if you asked me when the City God was still alive, you would never dare to admit it even if you beat me to death again."
Chen Ping'an smiled, "You go, no need to persuade me, anyway. I estimate that when the catastrophe comes, you, the city god who cannot move, will not survive before me."
The man said casually: "It doesn't matter, you don't know anything until you become a god. It is said that life is worse than death, and half-death is worse than death. I will carry a small stool to the roof of the Fire God Temple. Before I die, I will open my eyes and take a good look at the legendary swordsman."
Chen Pingan nodded.
The man turned around and left, walked to the gate, suddenly turned around and asked: "My gods have not been able to do anything useful after all. You sword fairy is obviously a fool... …Good people, no blameSin, don't repent? ”
Chen Pingan asked back: “Not to mention who I am and what my cultivation is, let’s just say that in this world, I really have that kind of strength and character. How can I blame a good person for not doing a good enough job and not expecting these people?” If you stand up and kill bad guys, why are you reluctant to scold them?
The man laughed loudly and strode away, "Of course good people, ghosts, and gods are easy to bully. You, a foreign swordsman, are really stupid to ask this question!" ”
When he crossed the threshold, clasped his hands in fists, raised them high above his head, shook them hard a few times, and then strode away. Only the wild and rough voice of this bearded god could be heard throughout the night. “If you weren’t a fool, you wouldn’t have entered the City God’s Temple, which is full of snakes and rats. Sword Immortal, don’t die! In this bastard world, there are already very few good people with some ability! If you act on your own initiative and die in this unworthy shabby place, I will scold you severely! ! ”
Chen Ping’an threw the golden barrier-breaking talisman toward the black clouds that pressed over the city, to test the depth of the catastrophe.
The bottom of the sea of clouds was exploded by the talisman. It was as big as the huge golden cave of the City God's Temple.
But the sea of clouds rolled and closed quickly.
At first glance, Chen Ping'an saw that the sea of clouds was extremely thick, and the talisman did not penetrate the top of the sea of clouds. There is no sign.
Chen Ping'an took a deep breath.
With both hands on the sword, he looked up at the sky and handed out the first sword within a hundred feet. .
But after being two hundred feet away, you can punch first
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After the strange phenomenon in the Chenghuang Temple
Fan Weiran's deep hatred for the young swordsman increased even more, and he dared to harm my family Yan. The girl's Taoist heart! She has been designated by the immortal as one of the candidates for the future leader of Baodong Wonderland and the entire Immortal Family of the Ten Countries. Once Yan Qing finally stands out, Baodong Wonderland will be able to get another one. Immortal Taoism.
Baodong Wonderland and Huangyue City have been nothing more than two chess pieces secretly chosen to raise fish in dozens of ponds.
Fighting life and death is like fire and water, but how many monks from the two families have died? A monk from a sect?
Why hasn’t a golden body warrior appeared in the world of more than ten countries in the world for two hundred years? You must know that the last one was killed by his junior sister and Ye Han together.
Nowadays, those warriors of the six realms who are showing off their power in secular dynasties, the so-called great masters of martial arts, the one who is the best in swordsmanship, the one who is the best in boxing, who are not the ones who are about to die in peace and contentment, with their skins rotten and rotten? people?
Fan Weiran turned his head and glanced at Yan Qing who was following him, and smiled slightly. Junior sister had to kill the golden body warrior for some reason, but he knew it clearly. After all, this huge secret is Baodong Wonderland and Huangyue City, and only one person in the past has known about it. As for the rest of the mountains, there is no chance or qualification to meet the immortal.
As for the foreign swordsman who appeared inexplicably and was affected by the catastrophe, it would be best if he accidentally died in the City God's Temple. Wei Ran captured, compared to the unique secret of Baodong Wonderland Patriarch Hall, his Yin Hou's Cangjun Lake lighting water lamp is nothing but a sinister magic technique.
The monks from Baodong Wonderland and various vassal sects are heading in the same general direction, rushing to Cangjun Lake. However, those who cannot travel far away from the wind can only rely on two legs to fly across the ground. The worst thing is that they can only ride out of the city.
After Fan Weiran Yufeng left Suijia City, he suddenly asked: "Didn't those unscrupulous military monks from Ghost Ax Palace follow us out of the city?"
Beside the old woman , a junior monk of his own family who was living in seclusion in the countryside as a guest of the current prefect of the county, respectfully said: "Reporting to our ancestors, after getting the news about me in an inn, for some reason they did not leave immediately, saying that they needed to I didn't dare to stay any longer to deal with some urgent matters, so I left first. Finally, I found that a group of them left Suijia City in another direction. I don't know if they will join us at Cangjun Lake."
Fan Weiran was furious and his face was filled with evil spirits, and he asked again: "Where is that guy named Du Yu? Have you seen him?"
The old monk said: "Let's go to the inn together. I saw it, it was just like the rumors, the playful smile was not upright and out of character."
There was a lot of movement at Cangjun Lake that night, but no monks in Suijia City dared to come close to watch the battle. , when it comes to a fight between gods at the height of Cangjun Lake, you will be clapping and applauding, but no one on either side of the fight will appreciate it, and they will be wiped out with a slap and a sleeve. What's more, all the important weapons of the immortal family and all the magical arts are not long-sighted. If you go to the hell gate by yourself, your death will not be in vain.
So the old monk wondered: "Why did the ancestor ask this person alone?"
Fan Weiran's face was gloomy, and he did not reveal the secret. He just sneered and said: "Look for this bastard later. Let's settle the score!"
The premise is of course that the foreign swordsman named Chen died, or lost most of his life in Suiji City.
While Yan Qing was enjoying the wind, he glanced back at the vague outline of Suijia City.
It was vaguely visible that a golden talisman exploded.At the bottom of the sea of heavenly calamity clouds.
Yan Qing sighed quietly in his heart.
A young swordsman who is so calculating is actually a fool.
On the top of the Black Glaze Mountain, which is further away from Suijia City than Cangjun Lake, in a slightly rough mountaintop viewing pavilion, stood a slender middle-aged man, dressed as plainly as a well-off man in the market. The only ornament on the man's body is the jade plaque hanging on his waist.
The man stretched out his fingers and gently rubbed the seal characters on the jade plaque, feeling very worried.
The handsome young man He Lu sat aside and took off the yellowed bamboo flute. He was gently wiping this beloved magical instrument with a piece of rare silk woven by the immortal family.
The middle-aged man just looked at Suijia City. The extremely thick black clouds were slowly moving downwards, as if the entire sky was drooping down. At a glance, the top of the sea of clouds could not be seen at all.
A white-haired old man sitting cross-legged said with a smile: "Heaven and earth are connected for no reason. This is a great catastrophe in the world. City Lord, after this catastrophe falls, I can see the great landscape formation of this black-glazed mountain. It’s impossible to save it. Aunt Fan is still calculating and hooking up with Cangjun Lake Yinhou. In this matter, we can only choose Black Glaze Mountain and spend our own money to build the formation, so we can take advantage of it.”
The white-haired old man kept beating his legs and said bitterly: "I really don't know what that foreign swordsman is thinking. Even if he wants to take food from both us and Baodong Wonderland, you can wait until the exotic treasure. Isn't it in this world? But if he really kills the City God, the disaster will come to him. What the hell is he trying to do? City Lord, I don't have a bright mind. How can I break my head? It’s something I can’t understand, and it makes my heart itch to see such a beautiful woman who is so charming and has such a hot mouth.”
The man standing in the pavilion is none other than the Lord of Huangyue City, Ye Han.
Ye Han said: "A foreign swordsman rushed in to disrupt the game. In fact, the chess game is still the same, and the situation has not changed much. Any accidents caused by this person's cultivation will be almost eliminated by the catastrophe. What I am worried about is not this person, nor Baodong Wonderland and Fan Weiran, but a few foreigners who are much more sneaky than this upright swordsman. For the time being, I only know The foxy lady from Yinping Kingdom is one of them."
When the white-haired old man heard about the fox charm, he immediately became interested and said, "The emperor of Yinping Kingdom is the emperor of Yinping Kingdom, and the queen is iron-clad. Haha, that's really fun. , turns out to be from a foreign country, let me tell you, we, the customs of dozens of countries, cannot raise a five-tailed sky fox."
Ye Han shook his head and said: "She is hiding deep, actually. It's a six-tailed golden elixir realm fox spirit. This news was obtained by Huang Yuecheng with the life of a Dragon Gate realm monk."
The white-haired old man exclaimed: "Then I can see you later. If you catch her, just walk around. Damn it, Jin Dan Realm! Isn’t it the same as you, the city lord?”
He Lu is just wiping the bamboo flute, which is considered a top priority on the mountain. Confidential and not interested.
Ye Han shook his head and said: "There are worlds of differences between monks in the same realm.The fox spirit is naturally unique in bewitching ordinary people, but when it comes to fighting in battle, the fox spirit has never been good at it. I don't think she can beat Fan Weiran. However, since they came from a foreign country, there must be one or two special magic weapons nearby. Fan Weiran and I would catch and kill them, and the chances of winning were not too great. We didn't even have extravagant hopes of successfully killing them. "
Ye Han turned around and smiled: "If there is a chance, if the sword that the stranger has been carrying is really a magic weapon, I can fight for it afterwards and see if I can barter it. Things, given to you. "
The white-haired old man was confused, "City Lord, why are you bartering? Also, here, what else do you need to fight for? "
Ye Han shook his head, "Don't ask if you shouldn't ask. ”
After hearing the promise from the Lord of Huangyue City, He Lu’s eyes lit up. Suddenly, when the handsome young man glanced at the direction of the city from the corner of his eye, his eyes seemed to have been cut with a wick, and he became more and more excited. Bright.
Ye Han shook his head, "Don't think about it. Not to mention you, even I don’t dare to have any extra thoughts. "
Ye Han's expression became solemn, and he said with the words of the ripples in his heart: "He Lu, the war is about to begin. I must remind you a few words. Although your qualifications and luck are slightly better than Yan Qing's, you can follow him. I went to the Immortal Mansion to see the Immortal. Although the Immortal himself did not show up, he just asked people to receive you and me. This is considered an honor. You are equivalent to walking before Yan Qing. However, those who practice medicine on this mountain can only travel a hundred miles and half of it is ninety. The difference between one realm and the other is like clouds and mud. Therefore, the little boy in that fairy mansion, relying on the support of the fairy, dared to shout disrespectfully at me. . That rare treasure has already been revealed to you. It is an innate sword embryo, a worldly sword embryo, which can be divided into people
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The former determines whether he can become a sword immortal since he was born. Later, it is even more magical. It can make a Qi practitioner who is not a sword embryo become a sword immortal. Even if I, Ye Han, grabbed this once-in-a-lifetime rare treasure and gave it to you as a gift, ask yourself, how can you take it and keep it? "
He Lu put away his bamboo flute, stood up, and said respectfully: "Disciple understands! ”
Driving on a hill in the north outside the city.
The man with a sword, already wearing a pair of divine armor, looked back at the Chenghuang Temple.
Du Yu doesn't understand, even if he kills him, why the senior who is the best at calculating gains and losses and people's hearts is so impulsive.
Tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of ordinary people. How can his life be compared with the cultivation and life of your senior swordsman!
Even if that senior was standing in front of him, he, Du Yu, would dare to speak loudly? Even if he was slapped to death or even imprisoned in a soul cage, he, Du Yu, would still ask questions
Under the sea of clouds this day. Sinking, like the collision of heaven and earth.
In addition to the monks at Cangjun Lake Dragon Palace and Heigaoshan Pavilion, Fan Weiran and Ye Han paid their respects respectively.Price, who could see the mountains and rivers with the palm of his hand, was able to see the last scene, and all the other birds and beasts dispersed. What the Qi practitioner on the mountain saw was not as good as those people in the city who were destined to live a life of mediocrity.
But even Fan Weiran and Yan Qing beside him, Ye Han and He Lu beside him can only be seen in the narrow sky and earth a hundred feet above the ground and a hundred feet away from the clouds.
There was a man in green shirt who wielded a sword and kept punching.
After the sea of clouds still slowly sank to a hundred feet away from Suiji City.
Fan Weiran and Ye Han removed their magical powers almost at the same time, both of them turned slightly pale.
The last scene is a golden sword light rising from the human world, as if from south to north, instantly cutting through the entire sea of clouds.
After that, there was only the sound of thunder in the whole county, and the light of the sword lingered in the sea of clouds, mixed with fleeting bursts of talisman light.
The sky and the earth finally returned to silence, and the sea of clouds covering the entire city slowly dissipated.
In the official prison in Suijia City, there was a strange sword light that was far darker than night. It broke out of the ground, pulled out an extremely long black line that reached the sky, and then flew away.
Ye Han in the Black Glaze Mountain Pavilion and Fan Weiran in the Dragon Palace of Cangjun Lake have a clear understanding of each other, and they issue orders at the same time, preparing to compete for the rare treasure that has finally been born.
Thousands of immortal masters from all sides, wild cultivators trying to catch the leak, and martial arts warriors who rely on Qi practitioners, have sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain, chasing the black line.
Then after the black line flew for more than a hundred miles, it was suddenly swallowed by a little monkey. An old man hid it in his sleeve and began to escape.
A chase and chaos began.
Only an inconspicuous monk from the Ghost Ax Palace rushed towards Suijia City.
I saw that the entire Suijia City, including the city wall, and all the buildings over seven feet high, seemed to have been flattened with a knife.
The man in snow-white armor rushed up to the city. He hesitated for a moment, but in the end he did not enter the city immediately. He walked around the city. As far as he could see, the City God Temple seemed to have been reduced to a piece of land. Ruins, many tall buildings of wealthy families collapsed to the ground. In Suijia City, there was a lot of noise, mixed with countless shouts and cries, one after another. Almost every household had lit a lamp. Probably from the first day of Suijia City, no one At night, everyone, rich or poor, lights up lamps in unison, making them as bright as day.
Du Yu gritted his teeth and did not dare to swim against the wind. He put away the nectar armor and put the armor pills into his sleeves. Then he secretly jumped off the wall and did not dare to walk on the street. He just chose those markets. The small roads in the wells and alleys lead to the City God Temple.
Along the way, the children were crying, the women were busy comforting them, the young men were cursing, the old people mostly chanted sutras and worshiped Buddha at home, those who had wooden fish knocked on wooden fish, and some bold hooligans poked their heads around, thinking. Look for opportunities to make a fortune.
Wealthy people began to put up the talismans that they paid heavily for from temples and Taoist temples. No matter what they were, they put them up.
Arrived at the street outside the City God's Temple, Du Yu rushed in and saw only a bloody and bloody... person with no flesh on his body, standing there with a sword in both hands.
Du Yu glanced at the long sword with dim golden light, shook his head fiercely, and gave himself several big slaps in succession. Then he clasped his hands together, looked resolutely, and said softly: "Senior, don't worry, trust me. I'm Du Yu, I'm just carrying you to a secluded place, it's not a good place to stay for a long time!"
Du Yu waited for a moment and said, "Since Senior doesn't say anything, do you think he agreed?"
Finally, Du Yu walked up to the man with the sword.
Just as he was about to squat down, he carried his senior behind his back.
Du Yu failed to see a scene that could shatter his courage.
The senior who could no longer be said to be a person slowly turned his head and moved his fingers slightly.
High in the sky, a foreign monk stood still against the wind. He hesitated for a moment and then left.
Du Yu slapped his head and remembered that this sword was in the way. How could he carry it on his back?
Du Yu wanted to gently open the senior's fingers, but they didn't move at all. Du Yu looked sad, what should he do?
When Du Yu's fingers barely touched the hilt of the sword, his whole body was thrown away. His soul was shaken and he was in instant pain. It was no less than what he had experienced before at the Narcissus Temple of the Master of Shaoxi Canal. The senior used the Gang Qi to blow through the three souls and seven souls!
Du Yu struggled to get up, vomiting out a large mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, and he spread his hand, but the finger almost turned into coke.
Then the sword suddenly trembled on its own, left the senior's hands, gently swept back behind the senior, and was gently sheathed.
The great monk in the sky, who was looking at the mountains and rivers with his palms and continuing to look at the ruins of the City God's Temple, sighed softly, seemingly full of regret, and then really left.
Only then could Du Yu carry the bloody man with bones everywhere, scurrying around like a headless fly, walking through narrow alleys or climbing up walls, and finally found him with great difficulty. In an uninhabited dilapidated house, Du Yu kicked open a small room covered with cobwebs. He wanted to put the bloody senior behind him on the bed, but when he saw the broken wooden bed without even a quilt, Covered with dust, he had to hook up an almost rotten rickety wooden chair with his feet. He gently placed the person on the creaking chair. Du Yu, who was already covered in blood, took out a porcelain bottle and gently placed it on the chair. Sitting on the chair next to the man, Du Yu took a few steps back and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Senior, I, Du Yu, am afraid of death. I am really afraid of death. This is all I can do."
Du Yu smiled bitterly and said: "If senior is not dead, but Du Yu is caught by others while senior is recovering from his injuries, I will still tell them the address of this place clearly."
The man on the chair People are as silent as death.
Du Yu clasped his fists, left the house, and gently closed the door.
Du Yu’s head was already in a mess. He originally wanted to rush out of Suijia City and run back to his parents in Ghost Ax Palace, but he just left.As soon as the cool breeze blew through the house, he immediately woke up. Not only could he not return to Ghost Ax Palace alone, he absolutely couldn't. The top priority was to wipe away the intermittent bloodstains! This is not only saving others, but also saving yourself! After Du Yu made up his mind, there was no longer any sign of weakness in his legs and feet. While there were signs of reason along the way, Du Yu also began to hypothesize how he would solve his current situation if he were that senior.
After Du Yu closed the door and left.
The half-dead man slumped on the chair had a pair of deep eyes, slowly opening and closing again.
After dawn.
The officials, big and small officials in the city government office, the wealthy families and the people in the market all began to get busy anxiously.
After one after another heard about the incident at the City God’s Temple, a theory began to spread that it was the City God who helped them block the sea of clouds of unknown origin, so that the entire City God’s Temple was destroyed. After a major disaster, people continued to flock to burn incense and kowtow outside the ruins of the Chenghuang Temple. All the incense shops in a street were looted, and there were many fights over the incense.
The scene is the same at the Fire God Temple. The temple has completely collapsed. The clay statue enshrined in the Fire God Temple has been smashed to the ground and broken into pieces.
Two days later.
Many unfamiliar faces began to appear in Suijia City again. Another day passed. The prefect of Suijia City, who had been mourning for his heir, no longer had the embarrassment of an ant in the hot pot of the previous two days. All the subordinate officials in the government office went to search for a young man in blue shirt with a vermilion wine pot hanging from his waist. Everyone had a portrait in their hands. It was said that he was a very vicious transit bandit. The more everyone looked at it, the more they looked at it. There is a criminal, and the county governor's office is offering a huge reward. As long as there are any traces of this person, there will be a reward of one hundred gold. If he can be brought to the government office, he can even get a high-ranking official position with the recommendation of the governor himself! As a result, not only the government officials, but also many well-informed wealthy families regarded this matter as a good job to try their luck, and all the servants and servants left the house.
Not only the accompanying county, but also the entire county and the officials of surrounding states and counties began to hunt for this person.
After one day, the people in Suijia City all realized that something was strange.
In the sky and in the city, there are many legendary immortals who soar in the clouds and ride in the mist.
As soon as they saw their whereabouts, young, old, women and children began to kneel and kowtow in various places in the city.
But at night on this day, in the Fire God Temple, a bearded man who looked like a clay statue suddenly appeared. He was more than ten feet tall. He had never been so pious in the past few days. With the incense, he took his last breath, and at the last moment when the golden body was crumbling and about to burst, he showed his true body and loudly recounted the righteous deeds of the sword immortal! He is definitely not some foreign gangster who harmed the City God's Temple and caused natural disasters.
The urgent words of the god of the Fire God Temple spread throughout the city in an instant.
Old manThe people looked at each other in confusion, and at the government office, the prefect was even more angry.
But before he could say more, a magic weapon flew from a very far distance to Suijia City and crashed into the god of the Fire God Temple.
The golden-bearded man himself shattered into pieces, turning into dots of golden light and scattered in all directions.
The magic weapon still refused to give up and directly destroyed the entire Fire God Temple.
At dusk that day, a young man wearing a snow-white robe and a vermilion wine flask hanging from his waist walked to the haunted house, opened the door, and then closed the door.
In the night, holding a bamboo fan, he sat on the roof, drank wine and admired the moon, and finally fell asleep drunk.
In addition to his slightly pale face, in the eyes of the people in the market, this person is really like an immortal.
After he appeared, almost all the Qi practitioners in the city quietly retreated like a tide.
Because two monks who did not believe in evil approached the haunted house late at night. As soon as they approached the wall, two points of sword light penetrated their heads and killed them on the spot.
The next day, the man went to the Fire God Temple, lit three sticks of incense, and then returned to the ghostly haunted house.
This day there was a particularly eye-catching guest in the ghost house.
Du Yu, a monk from Ghost Ax Palace.
In a courtyard of the ghost house, the swordsman in white was sitting on a small bench. Du Yu stood aside with a sad face, "Senior, I am really dead now! Why do you have to keep me here? , I just came to check on the safety of my senior."
The man gently shook his bamboo fan, with a smile on his face that Du Yu always felt was strange and unfamiliar, and said with a slow smile: " If you leave today, you will really die."
Inside Cangjun Lake Dragon Palace.
Ye Han, the lord of Huangyue City, actually sat opposite Fan Weiran of Baodong Wonderland, his mortal enemy.
The monks and vassal forces on both sides were arranged in order according to their level of realm and the strength of the mountain. It was the first time that so many immortal monks appeared in the Dragon Palace at the same time.
Yin Hou, Lord of the Lake, did not sit on the dragon chair, but lazily sat on the steps. In this way, all three parties seemed to be on equal footing.
Yan Qing and He Lu happened to be sitting next to Fan Weiran and Ye Han respectively.
The two sides have already agreed on the first thing.
Since the rare treasure has been snatched away by the accomplices of Sword Immortal Chen, and the Sword Immortal was seriously injured and had to stay in Suijia City, there is no reason for him to leave Yinping Country alive. , it is best to kill them directly in Suijia City.
According to Cangjun Lake Lord Yinhou, in addition to the magic weapon carried on his back, this person also possesses more valuable treasures, which is enough for anyone who participates in the encirclement and suppression to get a share of the pie. !
Fan Weiran sneered: "Then who should be sent to test this person's injury now? Those two wastes of the lower fifth realm who don't know how to die are obviously not up to the task. Lord Ye, you Huangyue City There’s strength in numbers, why don’t you do something?”
The monks on Ye Han’s side began to bang the table and curse.
The fight for the rare treasure and the pursuit of the old foreigner who hid the little monkey had many twists and turns, and both sides actually suffered heavy casualties.
He Lu suddenly smiled and said: "Those who have low cultivation level and those martial arts techniques that are even more ineffective cannot test this person's strength at all. In fact, I think that even if I go by myself, I won't be able to test him." It may not work."
Yin Hou, Lord of the Lake, sat on the central step and said with a smile: "That guy is thoughtful, cunning, and ruthless. He is a very difficult master like me now. You have all seen what a pitiful situation Junhu is in. The ugly thing is to give both of you a place to discuss things. Don't steal the chicken but lose the rice. Once he still has the energy to spare, he will follow the clues and kill us. Come here. If you run away, I will be finished."
He Lu gently tapped the palm of his hand with the bamboo flute in his hand, "If you really want to test this person, it is better to kill Du Yu. It will not only save trouble, but also be effective. When the time comes, Du Yu's body will be thrown outside the city. We will put aside our prejudices and cooperate sincerely. We will set up a formation there in advance and just wait and see."
Fan Weiran slapped the table. He laughed and said, "I've never seen your boy so pleasing to the eye, so I'll just follow your opinion!"
The old woman's gaze shifted, "Master Ye City, how are you?"
Ye Han smiled and nodded. .
Yan Qing lowered his gaze and his eyelashes trembled slightly.
That night.
In Cangjun Lake Dragon Palace, both parties looked at each other in shock after learning the news.
He Lu’s face was as gloomy as water.
Hujun Yinhou couldn’t quite laugh anymore.
Do you feel a bit uneasy about being the matchmaker for both parties this time? But don't kill almost all the owners of the River God Canal, and then destroy this old lair with a sword.
Ye Han said softly: "It takes a hundred days to break the muscles and bones, just like this for ordinary masters. We cultivators will only be in more trouble. Since the sword cultivator suffered such a serious injury, we will slowly figure it out." ”
Driving up and down the city this year, the New Year’s Eve was a good one, but the New Year’s Eve was not at all festive, and the visits from house to house during the first month were even more gloomy, with everyone complaining.
So some people who didn’t have much grievances at first started to complain.
Subsequently, some characters who looked like ordinary people began to appear in the haunted house.
Later, there were more and more people.
Later, real people from the market came to whisper and point.
When a child threw stones at the haunted house and cursed, he got out of hand.
There were a lot of discussions, and they were all complaints. From the earliest encouragement to the last, everyone spoke from the bottom of their hearts.
I blame the so-called Sword Immortal. Since he is so powerful, why did he cause Suijia City to destroy so many properties?
Du Yu was leaning against the wall on the other side of the courtyard, almost furious when he heard it.
Strode backAfter the senior came over, he sat down on the small bench. Du Yu clenched his hands into fists, feeling extremely aggrieved. "Senior, if you continue like this, it will be normal not to mention throwing stones and throwing excrement at others. You really don't want me to go out and take care of it?"< /p>
The man in white lying on a bamboo chair still shook his bamboo fan gently and said with a smile: "What day is it today?"
As for the long sword in the sheath , and threw it casually next to the bamboo chair.
This senior is really generous. He cut down green bamboo from the bamboo garden and built such a bamboo chair with his own hands. Just lie here and sleep all day long.
After getting along for a long time, Du Yu realized that he was not exactly the same as the senior he first met. He always felt that something was different.
After Du Yu heard the senior's question, he was stunned for a moment and counted with his fingers, "Senior, it's February 2nd!"
The man sat up suddenly and folded his bamboo sticks Fan, stood up, squinted and smiled: "It's a good day."
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