There was a night of fighting outside the city. Many people in the city were aware of it, but almost everyone hid in their homes and did not dare to come out. Only a few people dared to go out to find out. Those who snooped in the city naturally could not escape the sense of Sheng Rao, but Ju Xuan did not take action against these people.
These people are almost all members of the Dark Star branch of the Galaxy Sect. They have now lost contact with the sect, but they must complete their duties even if they risk their lives.
After Liang Liang, the war was over long ago, but no people came out. Although Juixuan consumed a lot of energy, his momentum became stronger and stronger, and Tao power continued to gather in him.
Three poles above the sun, Suixuan's momentum reached its peak, and a beam of light descended to envelope him. Strange sounds began to come from the ground. The sound was like music and laughter, extremely clear and sweet, just like.
A holy dog was born, and the whole country celebrated him. The sound of the celebration resounded for dozens of miles around. The people in Xinle City were attracted by the sound of the celebration, and they mustered up the courage to go out.
Juxuan's state at this time was so impressive that the people in the city were aware of his presence and gathered to the west in unison.
"Look, isn't that the old man Gu who sells paintings in the city?" A bold young man recognized Ju Xuan and shouted loudly.
"Idiot, what are you yelling at? Didn't you see him flying above? This is an old god. If you are blind, the god will kill you!" An old man quickly dissuaded him.
The young man who was called a fool immediately shrank his neck when he heard this and looked at Juixuan nervously. Only then did he realize that he was being reckless.
"What kind of god are you? Don't mess around if you don't understand. Flying in the air is a sage's method. I didn't expect that Mr. Gu is still a hidden master!" A well-dressed middle-aged man said with envy, looking at his waist The short sword he wears shows that even if he is not a martial artist, he is still a martial arts enthusiast.
"Zheng Long, I'm afraid it's too late for you to be envious now. You should have bought two paintings of the old gentleman's calligraphy before. It's better to get close to him now. Maybe the old gentleman will accept you as a closed disciple!" The middle-aged man mocked loudly.
Zheng Long, however, didn't seem to understand the meaning of the other party's words at all. He clapped his right palm with the back of his left hand and said, "Yes, if I could have known how powerful Mr. Gu was earlier, I would have bought one of his paintings to collect even if I was selling iron. Then But it’s the calligraphy of a saint!”
He looked very remorseful. If he knew that Sui Xuan was a painting saint who became a saint through painting, I don't know how he would feel.
"Huh? That's not right, Wu Gui, are you making fun of me?" Zheng Long suddenly reacted and stared.
Wu Gui didn't say anything, just snickering from the side.
"Wu Gui, just wait for me. Although I don't have any martial arts talent, I can still deal with you!" Zheng Long said angrily while heading towards Wu Gui.
Everyone made way for Zheng Long, and everyone was in a relaxed mood. Such discussions and noises abounded in the crowd. The appearance of the saint Xuan made the people in the city feel very at ease. They regarded the Qinghe Army as a monster and a snake god. It doesn't seem to be scary anymore at this moment.
Especially after the people who were saved by Ai Xuan in the hands of Aoba Shinichi appeared, the people learned from their mouths that Ai Xuan had killed all the Qinghe troops who entered the city, and the crowd was boiling again.
"As expected of a saint, the Qinghe Army is like a chicken and a dog under the hands of me, the Taichu Saint, and is vulnerable to a single blow!"
"Are your screams of killing at night because the saint has annihilated the Qinghe army stationed outside!"
"I'm disgusted to see that even if the saint enters the Qinghe military camp alone, he may not be able to win. That's an army of tens of thousands!"
Discussions arose one after another, and the people all hoped that Sui Xuan could defeat the Qing Hejun, but they were worried that he would not be able to achieve it with his own strength.
Above the sky, Suixuan, who had closed his eyes suddenly opened his eyes. He immediately noticed the people of Xinle City gathered in the city, and said in a kind tone: "I, I'm Suixuan, is a painter in Xinle City. I have been blessed to transform into a Taoist overnight. , the Qing and barbarians were repelled by me last night, you don’t have to worry anymore!”
His voice contains the meaning of Taoism. It is not loud but can be heard by all the people in the city. It is even more solemn in the celebration of the great road.
Everyone cheered immediately after hearing Ju Xuan's words, and some brave people rushed to the city wall and opened the city gate.
The tragic scenes outside the city made these skirts take a breath, and their faces were full of shock.
"There are corpses of Qinghe soldiers outside the city. Ah, those arrogant Qinghe people are all dead!"
"This is the strength of the Holy Rao. He can defeat an army of human beings by himself!"
"Our Xinle City can actually be protected by a saint, hahaha, how great it is!"
The people who rushed out of the city gate were extremely excited, and the depression that had been accumulated in their hearts was vented at this time. Seeing this, more people in the city followed suit, vying to see the power of the saint.
"From today on, I will do my best to protect Xinle City. If anyone dares to invade Xinle, they can only step over my body first!" Guess's voice sounded again.
This time, the people's eyes were full of gratitude when they heard this. I don't know who started it. People kept kneeling on the ground. After a while, a large area had already knelt down. Everyone was grateful to Guixuan.
After a while, the beam of light that descended disappeared, and the sound of the Dao also disappeared with the wind. The power of Dao that was surging in Juxuan gradually restrained itself, and he became an ordinary old man again.
"Let's all disperse, everything will be as usual from now on." Juixuan left a few words and flew to Zheng's house in the city.
The people of Xinle City gradually dispersed, and some people spontaneously went out of the city to dispose of the bodies of Qing and Rao.
If those corpses are not disposed of in time, they can easily cause plague. More importantly, Qinghe people have more or less valuable items on their bodies, which is also a huge amount of wealth.
When he returned home, Ju Xuan started a fire to cook as usual. He ate alone at the dining table. Even if the saint had not eaten all night, he would have been hungry. He still ate simple meals, not because of What difference does it make due to changes in one's own identity and strength.
Just when Juixuan put down the bowls and chopsticks, the noise outside the door caught his attention. After letting go of his mind, he frowned slightly and walked out the door.
The street outside Guixuan's house was already crowded with people. Many people were holding various things in their hands, including large bags of food, fresh fruits and vegetables, and various livestock and poultry. Obviously, these were for Sent by Guixuan.
The people standing at the front were all the faces that Guixuan had seen before. They were all the people that Guixuan had rescued in the dungeon of the City Lord's Mansion yesterday.
"Gu Sheng, thank you for saving Quan Zi. Please accept your kindness!" A middle-aged man walked up to the front with a sheep in his hand. Standing next to him was a boy. It was the boy who was almost killed by Qingye Xin. A boy who was taken away but replaced by Juixuan.
Whether it is a man, a boy, or the sheep in his arms, they are all very thin. It is obvious that both humans and animals are living a very difficult life.
"Gu Sheng, you also saved this woman. Please accept these home-grown fruits."
"This is a little bit of my thoughts, thank you Gu Sheng for saving Xinle City from the fire and water."
"We don't have any other good things, so please don't dislike it, saint!"
Everyone rushed to put things in front of the door of Guixuan's house. After a while, they piled up like a mountain. There were many living animals among them, and there were all kinds of flapping and screaming sounds, which was extremely chaotic.
Feeling the enthusiasm of the people, Ju Xuan was moved by it, but he shook his head and said: "Please take all your things back. I know that the world is not good nowadays, and every household is far worse off. I understand your concerns, but as a lonely old man like me, I can’t eat much, so it’s a waste to give it to me!”
The people who put down their things began to disperse. After hearing Juixuan's words, everyone even sped up their pace, as if they were afraid of being chased back by the saint.
"If you don't take the things back, then I will leave Chu and never come back to Xinle for the rest of my life. If there are still things here within a stick of incense, I will leave immediately!" Guixuan said with a serious face, his words used With a hint of the power of a saint, people can hear it even if they travel far away.
After hearing this, everyone immediately stopped and turned back in a panic, picking out their belongings and holding them in their arms, for fear that something would be missed. If the saint left because of their own actions, none of them could afford this. If you are guilty, others like Tumo Xingzi will be able to drown yourself when the time comes.
Ju Xuan looked at these simple people with a kind smile and said: "We are all neighbors, and I can't afford the title of saint. I will do whatever I want from now on. I am still the old painter in Xinle City. If anyone treats me differently Treat me well, I can’t stay in the city any longer!”
"We understand, everything depends on Mr. Gu!" After a moment of hesitation, a young man said loudly.
Everyone agreed one after another, for fear of making Ju Xuan unhappy.
"Okay, let's all go back. I'm tired too. I'm too old to be of any use!" Guixuan waved his hand and said with a smile, and followed him towards the courtyard.
Everyone had to retreat, but some people in the crowd did not leave. Most of them did not look like good people.
Seeing that the common people had left, these people all came forward and knelt in front of the door of Guixuan's house.
As soon as Ju Xuan entered the main hall, he heard someone outside shouting: "Mr. Gu, we are here to apologize!"
He was a little confused and walked out of the house again. When he saw the guy kneeling in front of the door, he showed a surprised expression. Some of these people he knew. They were the gangsters who robbed him of his money and the city officials who had oppressed him.
"Mr. Gu, we were ignorant and offended you back then. Today I have the courage to come here to apologize. I beg Mr. Gu to please spare us. We have already lost all our money back then. This is all our belongings. Please accept it, Mr. Gu!" A burly man knelt at the front and shouted loudly.
There was a bamboo basket in front of the strong man, which contained some gold, silver and copper coins.
Guixuan said with a stern face: "It's useless for me to ask for these. You can distribute these money to the poor people in the city. If you are really repentant, stop oppressing the village from today on. If you do evil again, you will be punished." If I find out, I won’t be able to spare you!”
"I will follow Mr. Gu's instructions. I will change my mind and become a good person from now on!" The strong man was relieved and kowtowed to Lin.
The people behind him also kowtowed to Guixuan and expressed their opinions in various directions. Everyone still had a nervous look on their face. Facing a saint, especially a saint they had offended before, it was impossible not to be afraid. .
Finally, everyone retreated at Suixuan's signal. They dispersed all the money to the poor in the city according to Suixuan's instructions, leaving not a single copper plate.
From that day on, under Sheng Rao's intimidation, the security of Xinle City improved a lot, and it was truly possible to keep the doors open at night.
