"In the battle with ***, that person won in the end!"
Outside Lingyun Palace, Chu Kuangren stood on the clouds with his hands behind his hands, looking at the stars in the sky with gloomy eyes.
Naturally, all the sects and sects were paying close attention to the battle that would determine the survival of the Qian Kingdom and the rise and fall of the six religions.
Send strong men to monitor the war situation in Japan. Therefore, the Lingyun Sect had already received the news when the Dao Sect's 60,000 Purple Linyan Lancers were completely destroyed.
"It's actually a Qilin companion, and the Holy Lord is still alive -"
The surprise in Yan Feibai's eyes still did not recede. He turned his head and looked behind him, with a look of luck on his face.
Zong Shou was accused by Zhu Zi as an enemy of Confucianism, and he had a bloody feud with the Taoist sect. Everyone in the world could attack him.
A few years ago, nearly half of the Lingyun Sect's disciples died under the iron hoofs of the Blood Cloud Cavalry. This hatred and hatred can never be forgotten.
At that time, almost all the elders in the sect thought they saw an opportunity. Zhunben mobilized the entire clan to counterattack Donglin.
However, he was suppressed by the ancestor who was in charge of the sect, thinking that Lingyun Sect was too damaged at this time. What is most needed is to recuperate and train the next generation of disciples, rather than rushing for revenge and participating in the world's disputes.
As a result, the public sentiment was raging, and thousands of disciples gathered in front of the palace to denounce the leader's mistakes. He regarded his ancestors as sinners of the Lingyun Sect.
However, at this time, the disciples gathered in front of the palace had already scattered.
Facts have proved that our ancestors' decision to stay away from right and wrong was the right one. His perseverance can be said to have saved the entire sect.
I really can't imagine that if I get involved rashly, Lingyun Sect will be besieged by Daqian's cavalry afterwards.
"Why is Uncle Master worried? This time, our Lingyun Sect was able to get out of the house, all because of Uncle Master's decision. Although the elders did not say it with their mouths, they were grateful in their hearts, and the disciples below were also very lucky. "
The ancestor suddenly came to his senses, and then handed a talisman edict in his hand to Yan Feibai.
"It's the order from Patriarch Xu, Fu Zhao, that allows me to officially take charge of the entire sect."
Yan Feibai raised his eyebrows slightly, this was a happy event. His uncle, the ancestor, used to act arrogantly, but since Dan took over as headmaster, he has become more and more calm. He is fair and disciplined in handling sect affairs.
Many people believe that Ancestor Kuang is much stronger than Long Ruo, who was apologetic but arrogant and caused great disaster to Lingyun Sect.
Ancestor Kuang then said in a leisurely voice: "In addition, the Ancestor asked me to go to Donglin in person to express my allegiance. Finally, I can open a Taoist temple in Daqian and participate in the expedition to the outside world. He said that the king is the saint of the world. He is the only one in ten thousand years, and we, the Lingyun Sect, cannot be our enemies."
Yan Feibai was stunned and asked Patriarch Xu what he meant. Was he ready to completely give up the hatred between him and Zong Shou
In other words, those thousands of disciples all lost their lives in vain.
He also realized clearly in his heart that although Ancestor Kuang had stopped the sect from slipping into the abyss, he was still unwilling to do so.
But he didn't feel anything in his heart. At this time, Lingyun Sect was no longer qualified to seek revenge.
If we don't participate in the great cause of that great saint, the sect will only become weaker. Sooner or later, even Lingyun Palace will not be able to be saved.
"The ancestor is wise!"
Yan Feibai's thoughts swept over the talisman. "Just the two Taoist ancestors?"
This time the Tao Ancestor called on the vassal sects to provide Tao soldiers, but the Lingyun Sect did not participate.
Afterwards, if you fall back to Qiantian Mountain, you will undoubtedly become extinct from the Taoist gate.
"Qingxuan and Taihuang Daozu? Naturally they will tell you about the Lingqiong Realm."
The ancestor sneered wildly, not caring at all: "I guess they won't stop it. Otherwise, how will the two hundred and seventy-four Taoist sects in the five continents south of the Yangtze River deal with themselves?"
Yan Feibai suddenly became silent, and then fell silent. Daqian is now dominating the world. The three thousand Taoist sects that lost the protection of Taoist soldiers are now trembling under Zong Shou's butcher's knife!
Especially in the territory of Daqian, we need to look up to that holy king.
Even with the power of the two Taoist ancestors, they could not force their disciples to give up their foundation and become enemies of Daqian.
The current situation in the world has undergone drastic changes, which cannot help but make people feel heavy.
With that one person sweeping the southeast, it is not impossible to unify the cloud world in the future.
The song on the other side contained rhyme, but my mood suddenly relaxed. The edict of Wenxu Fu means that the hatred between Lingyun Sect and Zong Shou will be completely resolved.
I no longer have to worry about being an enemy of that person. Even though she was talking about this matter, the distance between her and him was getting farther and farther.
"Thinking about it now, it would have been great if I could have refuted my senior brother and persuaded the sect to accept him. Now, I'm afraid -"
Ancestor Kuang said with a melancholy expression, and then laughed at himself. It was already a thing of the past, so what's the use of talking about it? At that time, I was in a humble position, and even if I spoke, I was afraid that I would not be taken seriously.
It just makes me sad!
At the same time, it was 3,200 miles away. A young Taoist also frowned.
Behind him are twelve identical swords, surrounding him.
"Holy King, he is actually a Holy King!"
Holy King, King of Sages! We need to be flawless in our governance and conduct ourselves in a manner that is consistent with the righteousness of heaven and earth!
"In other words, did all my brothers and uncles die in vain? Are they considered killable by this world?"
The young Taoist laughed sadly, his eyes full of madness and cruelty.
"Even if you are really a living saint, I, Gong Yuan, will kill you before you do it!"
With a thrust of the sword, the floating island suspended in the air beneath him suddenly collapsed with countless cracks.
The young Taoist, with a flick of his sleeve, rolled up a stone tablet inside and stepped into the void.
But the Taoist's face was full of determination. In three years at most, he would definitely be able to fight head-on with that Zong Shou!
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In the evening in the Imperial City, the atmosphere was extremely depressing and gloomy. The entire city was filled with the aura of twilight.
The once prosperous brothel and tavern are now crowded with people at the door.
There were no pedestrians on the street.
Although there are dozens or hundreds of glazed death-qi wind lanterns hanging in front of the mansions of noble nobles from various noble families, they look extremely cold and desolate.
However, at this time, the atmosphere in the study rooms of various families and clans was very lively.
Or a few friends or a few relatives and friends gather together to discuss the general trend of the world.
When it comes to being well-informed, these aristocratic families in the imperial capital are definitely not inferior to those sects.
At this time, the entire capital city was in a state of frenzy, trembling and fearing because of the result of the Yuan Shen Yuan. For the first time, they began to truly fear the great country to the east, the man they regarded as a tyrant, "This world is over! It's completely over! The Yuan Shen Yuan was defeated, and the 18 million army will be destroyed soon. This great businessman The destiny of the country is at the end of its rope!"
"How can that Zong Shou be a living saint? Doesn't it say that Qilin is born from eating good energy?"
"It's ridiculous! It's ridiculous! It's ridiculous that Zhu Zi actually designated the sage who their Confucian school has dreamed of for thousands of years as the enemy of Confucianism! Back in the ancient times when the three emperors were prosperous - could it be that God has thought that today's Daqian can be compared with the ancient Yunhuang? Comparable to the prosperous times of the times?"
"Daqan's elite troops are all gone. Will Daqian pursue them and sweep away the Central Plains?"
"This is truly a catastrophe for our Confucian sect! Are our Confucian sect's teachings wrong? Or is the way of heaven wrong?"
"Damn it! Only because of my Confucianism can we have these seven thousand years and several prosperous times? All the kings in the past have praised my Confucianism's ability to govern the world-"
"If I had known this, I shouldn't have participated! I was harmed by that sage Zhu Zi!"
"Is Jiuchi Palace a trap? Yes! How could such a founding hero do such stupid things?"
The gardens of many academies are filled with blazing flames. What was burned was not wood, but mostly articles and books that refuted and insulted the King of Daqian during this month.
Since Zhu Zi issued an edict to the world, Ding Zongshou was regarded as an enemy of Confucianism. Throughout the world, countless Confucian scholars were writing and criticizing articles and circulating them among each other. If there is an outstanding article, there will be competition to read it.
Some even compiled some wonderful articles into volumes and sold them. For a while, paper became very expensive in Luoyang. The reputation of that faint-hearted emperor Zong Shou was trampled on again and again. Countless bad reputations, whether true or false, have been added to Zong Shou's head.
But now, everyone is in danger. It is impossible to avoid these books.
If that Zong Shou really rules the world one day, then these collected articles and books will be evidence of his crime.
Besides, no matter how many people slander me, as long as I have the image of a holy king, these words are useless. The people of the world can naturally tell the difference.
On the contrary, it suddenly made people laugh, confirming the reputation of Confucian disciples as the best at spreading rumors and causing trouble.
At this time, the scenes in various aristocratic families were completely different, and their worries were completely different.
"Hateful! That foolish king was so incompetent that he lost all his troops. My family worked hard to manage it, but not a single one of the 20,000 Taoist soldiers survived!"
"I shouldn't have participated in the first place. Zhu Zi is the sage, it's harmful to people -"
"The world is in chaos, and it seems that we can no longer stay in the imperial capital for long. Within the fiefdom, I am afraid that the army must be prepared for war-"
"Shi Yue, has the Shi family begun to rise?"
"Should I contact the Qian Kingdom? My family is weak and cannot compete in the world, so we can only choose the strong to join us. The sage who is still alive is the heroic master we can serve!"
"The so-called God Emperor, you still don't know where he is?"
In the Criminal Prison, Jin Buhui opened his eyes lazily at this time.
"So, Dashang suffered a disastrous defeat? I, Jin Buhui, don't have to dig out these eyes anymore?"
As he spoke, he looked in front of him with amusement in his eyes.
Almost all the officials I met at the city gate today were among them.
At this time, his expressions were full of fear and fear. Especially those who had ridiculed them were extremely embarrassed.
Even among them, the former Yang family disciple was included. "Don't worry, it won't be long before Daqian can't attack the Imperial City!"
The young man named Yang smiled bitterly. He naturally knew this, but the problem was that most of the Yang family's fiefdoms were based in the south of the Yangtze River, and those five continents were destined to fall into the hands of Daqian.
If the king knew that his sworn brother had encountered such a situation and was humiliated by him. Deliberately seeking revenge, how should he deal with himself within the family
It's not just him. Most of the officials here have their family businesses located in Jiangnan.
Jin Buhui was still sneering, but his heart was extremely gloomy and his chest was getting cold.
His sworn brother finally won. But this big businessman failed so miserably! There is almost no chance of recovery from defeat.