On the Avenue.

Chapter 452: Fengxianren and the High Priest

Xia Canghai came in front of these people and scanned the people in Shendu. After all, he had been the Minister of Rites for decades and had great authority. He cleared his throat and sneered, "Stubborn people."

At this moment, his heart skipped a beat and he felt something was wrong.

These people included old and young, monks and Taoists, and some were dressed as Confucian scholars. Each of them had an extraordinary aura. Among them, several of the great monks were extremely remarkable at first glance, with profound attainments in Buddhism, but there was an evil aura in their Buddha's light.

What surprised him even more was that several monks were dressed in ancient attire, exuding a sense of antiquity, and gave him the feeling that they were even older than the ancestors of the Xia family!
Xia Canghai thought to himself: "These people don't look like the talisman masters of Hongshan Hall. Those talisman masters are all miserable, and they look like everyone owes them three hundred dollars. But these people look like everyone is dead..."

A Xia family monk strode forward and shouted, "You unruly people, why don't you kneel down and pay homage to the Minister of Rites?"

Xia Canghai slapped the man in the face with his backhand, making him dizzy and half of his face swollen.

This slap not only left the man confused, but also stunned everyone in the Xia family. The chief priest did not expect this sudden change.

All the disasters and calamities in the capital looked at them curiously and found them extremely interesting.

Xia Canghai said angrily: "Why are you shouting so loudly? Didn't you see Chen Zhuangyuan was drinking tea? It's an insult to Mr. Guo to say that you, a peasant, are so bold!"

He kicked the man on the butt, sending him flying several feet away. Then he turned around and looked at Chen Shi with an anxious look on his face.

"Chen Zhuangyuan is still resting? Well, well, then we won't disturb you. Goodbye, goodbye."

Xia Canghai turned around, glared at everyone in the Xia family, and shouted, "What are you standing there for? Why don't you go home? You disturbed Chen Zhuangyuan's rest, and I want you dead. Master Guo, I'm not talking about you, you don't need to get up, goodbye, goodbye!"

He led everyone in the Xia family away in a hurry.

A big monk was about to step forward to call Xia Canghai, but the chief priest raised his hand to stop him, shook his head gently, and said, "Someone is coming from Despair Hill."

All the disasters in the capital were greatly shocked, and with murderous looks on their faces, they all looked in the direction his gaze was looking.

Feng Ruotong walked into the city and walked along the Sheep Street. It was clearly a bustling downtown area all around him, but as he walked along, he seemed to be walking in a misty fairyland. The vendors, people coming and going, livestock, slaves, and dirty streets around him became like floating dust, leaving only him shining brightly.

Feng Ruotong has white hair and a youthful face, the appearance of an old man and a boy.

But everyone in the capital of God felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Feng Ruotong broke through the upper realm and killed nearly two thousand long-worshipping gods. Together with the ancestors of thirteen families, he fought against the Nine Palaces of the True King and other immortal weapons, without any damage!

After this battle, the upper world fell apart, and the thirteen families' six thousand years of planning came to nothing, bringing great pressure to the God's Capital!

Feng Ruotong ignored everyone and walked towards them.

As he approached, the pressure on the crowd increased. Some people groaned, their faces twisted, and it seemed as if flesh and blood were wriggling under their skin. They could not help but reveal their true evil forms.

The chief priest raised his hand slightly, and a table and two chairs flew over and landed in front of him. He raised his hand and said, "Feng Daoyou, it's been a long time since we last met. You are more elegant than ever. Please take a seat."

Feng Ruotong's eyes fell on Chen Shi in the teahouse, he raised his eyebrows, walked up to him, sat down, and said, "Brother Yin, since this is a teahouse, how can there be no tea? This is not the way to entertain guests."

"It was my fault."

The high priest smiled slightly, glanced at the people in the capital, and frowned again.

Feng Ruotong came here with full of immortal aura. There are many masters in the Divine Capital, but most of them have not yet achieved the Tao. Even if there are those who have achieved the Tao, their Tao hearts are in jeopardy. It is difficult for them to pour tea calmly under Feng Ruotong's aura, and they will definitely be suppressed by his immortal aura and reveal their true colors!

It might even lead to a demonic outburst, massacring Beilai City and bringing shame to the capital.

But if he couldn't choose someone who could make and serve tea, it would be a great shame, allowing Feng Ruotong to invisibly overwhelm him.

The chief priest was just pondering when he heard a sigh from the teahouse. Then he saw Chen Shi's dog shaking his head, carrying a teapot and walking out of the teahouse to their table.

Gouzi set up a small charcoal stove, lit the charcoal, and made tea for them. He warmed the cups, added tea leaves, washed the tea leaves, brewed the tea, and made the tea soup. He was extremely skilled, like a master of tea art.

"Ashamed."

The chief priest heaved a sigh of relief, smiled at Feng Ruotong, and said, "It's rare for Brother Feng to get out of the Slope of Despair. Today, you must taste the tea of ​​the mortal world and see if it has any popularity."

Feng Ruotong said leisurely: "Tea in the mortal world has popularity, but Brother Yin has no popularity, and is even worse than a tea pourer."

His eyes fell on the black pot and he said with a smile, "It has more human aura than you. Brother Yin, you are no longer human."

The chief priest didn't take it seriously and said, "The people hiding in the Despair Hill are all hopeless people. Even if they are still human, they are just a group of cowards who are greedy for life and afraid of death. Because they are afraid of the change of the people, they kneel down to serve others and linger on."

Feng Ruotong also didn't take his words to heart. He glanced at Chen Shi in the teahouse and said with a smile, "The gods are all out in force, just for the boy scholar? Without the innate Taoist fetus, is the boy scholar still a boy scholar?"

The chief priest said calmly, "The reason why the boy scholar is a boy scholar is not because of his innate Dao fetus, but because he is outstanding enough, so he attracted the true gods from outer space to send down the Dao fetus. The innate Dao fetus is just the icing on the cake. Despair Slope abandoned the boy scholar and killed people for the Dao fetus, which is undoubtedly buying the casket and returning the pearl."

Feng Ruotong shook his head and said, "You have no idea how important the innate Dao fetus is, that's why you say that."

The chief priest brought the tea to his lips and said with a smile, "The innate Dao fetus is nothing more than the self-rescue of the true god. Who doesn't know this? Only Despair Hill treats this matter as a secret, which makes people laugh at it."

Feng Ruotong's hand holding the teacup trembled slightly, and the high priest took the opportunity to put his other hand on the table, with his fingertips pointing towards his throat, seizing the opportunity.

If the two of them take action, the high priest can take advantage of this opportunity and use his finger force to penetrate Feng Ruotong's chest and pierce his heart!
Feng Ruotong regained his composure, took a sip of tea, and said with a smile: "The capital of gods is originally a mess. The descendants of the Shang Dynasty colluded with the rebels of the Ming Dynasty, and they were in harmony. You tried to completely turn evil and become evil immortals, but in the end, because there is still righteousness in the world, you can't completely turn into a demon. You can't advance or retreat."

The chief priest smiled slightly and did not answer. Feng Ruotong saw that his words did not shake his Dao heart, and an idea flashed through his mind like lightning. His eyes fell on Chen Shi in the teahouse and he smiled and said, "So that's why I, the Taoist God, no longer hide my head and show my tail. It turns out that you have found the boy scholar. You want to use the boy scholar's hand to create a new cultivation method so that you can merge with the Dao!"

His eyes flickered, and he felt the demonic energy on Chen Shi getting stronger and stronger, and said, "You are using the young scholar to create the Hedao method for you... Wrong, wrong. How proud are the nobles of the Shang Dynasty? Especially old people like you, who regard bloodline as orthodoxy, and other bloodlines are regarded as inferior by you. How could you share power with others? The young scholar created the Hedao method, and it is inevitable that he will cross the river and destroy the bridge!"

He looked around and laughed, "The Divine Capital is still a mess after all!"

As soon as these words came out, the high priest's white hair fluttered slightly, and Feng Ruotong had already pinched the immortal seal with his left hand, with the sword energy surging between his two fingers.

The high priest looked at his fingertips with a serious expression.

Feng Ruotong also seized a flaw in his mind. If the high priest lost his mind again, Feng Ruotong's sword would cut across his throat in an instant and cut off his head!
Hei Guo sighed quietly, stood up and wanted to leave, but found that the momentum of the two men was getting stronger and stronger, suppressing him to the point where he could not move.

Around the teahouse, many of the wanderers from the True King era looked suspicious, their eyes all falling on the high priest.

The pressure on the High Priest increased dramatically.

Xiafu.

Xia Canghai quickly returned to the mansion and hurried to see Xia Xuanming.

"Master, the people around Chen Shi are all experts, not from Hongshan Hall!"

Xia Xuanming was surprised and asked, "Master? How good?"

Xia Canghai shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Xia Xuanming hesitated for a moment and said, "Wake up the Second Ancestor and follow me to have a look. This Beilai City is my Xia family's Beilai City, not Chen Shi's Beilai City!"

The second ancestor he mentioned is the former sect leader Xia Yihang, the ancestor Xia Min.

Originally, the Xia family had Taizu and Taizugong, but they were too old. After the sun went out, the yin energy invaded and they became weak and sickly.

Later, news came that the upper world was destroyed. The two elders were frightened and died one after another soon after.

Not long after, the former sect leader Xia Yihang and the ancestor Xia Min came out of seclusion, walked out of the Xia Mansion with Xia Xuanming, and walked towards the teahouse on Yang Street.

Sheep Street mainly deals in the sale of livestock, as well as some sundries. It is full of stench and filth. People like them simply disdain to come to such a filthy place. But now, the third generation of the Xia family has come here.

Xia Xuanming had an imposing bearing, while Xia Yihang and Xia Min had heads full of silver hair, and wore wide robes with big sleeves. They walked with a light look on their faces, with the wind blowing in their sleeves, like gods.

Xia Canghai followed behind them, thinking: "The three generations of the Xia family's sect masters are all in the Mahayana realm, and have perfected their cultivation. Even if the people brought by Chen Shi are the six evil men such as Chen Yindu, they will only be suppressed by the three generations of sect masters!"

They arrived at the teahouse and saw a group of people nervously watching the two old men drinking tea in front of the teahouse.

The two elders were also very nervous, with sweat on their foreheads.

There was a dog sitting next to the two old men.

The dog was pitch black, with its mouth tightly shut and a serious expression on its face. Its nose was covered in sweat, but it didn't dare to open its mouth and stick out its tongue to breathe. It was clearly Chen Shi's dog.

The third generation patriarch of the Xia family walked forward, his momentum growing stronger and stronger, pressing towards the crowd in front of the teahouse.

At this time, a monk, a Taoist priest and a Confucian scholar walked out from the crowd who were drinking tea and came towards Xia Xuanming and the other two.

Behind the three people's heads, a halo rose up respectively, which clearly showed that they had refined the vast void realm to a size that was within reach.

Before the two sides approached, Xia Xuanming's body shook violently, as if he had encountered great resistance, but he gritted his teeth and continued to move forward. The former sect leader Xia Yihang and the ancestor Xia Min's sleeves fluttered, and they also seemed to be struggling.

When the six men approached and were about 16 or 17 feet away, Xia Xuanming suddenly vomited blood and flew backwards. Bang, bang, bang, he crashed through houses one after another, and then broke through Beilai City. It was unknown where he flew to.

Xia Canghai was shocked, and suddenly saw that the former sect leader Xia Yihang and the ancestor Xia Min were both shaking violently, with blood oozing from their eyes, ears, mouths and noses, and they were standing unsteadily in their places.

The monk, the Taoist priest and the Confucian scholar took another step forward, and the bones of the Second Ancestor of the Xia Family crackled all over his body, as if he was about to be crushed by their momentum!

Xia Canghai was terrified, and heard the old man who was drinking tea say, "Don't kill them. Chen Zhuangyuan said that we don't need to intervene."

The monk, the Taoist priest and the Confucian scholar each took a step back, and the Second Ancestor of the Xia Family collapsed and almost fell to the ground.

The chief priest smiled, stared at Feng Ruotong opposite him, and said, "Feng Xianren, how many people did you bring with you?"

Feng Ruotong was also staring at him closely, and said with a smile: "I am upright. Although many Heavenly Daoists have come out to search for your whereabouts, I came alone."

The chief priest said, "That's strange. There are several pairs of eyes staring at us."

Feng Ruotong's heart was slightly moved, and he said, "I noticed it too."

On Yanfeng Mountain outside Beilai City, Creator Xiaowu suddenly said, "The High Priest and Feng Ruotong have noticed my gaze."

Chen Yindu's voice came from behind him: "They are restraining each other. Without external force, it is difficult to separate them. We will not be the one to do this. Let's go, capture more Heavenly Dao Walkers and sneak into Despair Hill!"

Everyone quickly followed him and soon disappeared without a trace.

(End of this chapter)