One Thousand Seventy-Seven World Commotion 2

One thousand seventy-seven world sao movement 2

"The battle in southern border, that person won after all!"

Outside Lingyun Palace, Madman Chu stood with his hands behind his back on the clouds, looking at the stars in the sky with gloomy eyes.

All sects and sects naturally paid close attention to the battle that determined the survival of the country and the rise and fall of the six religions.

The strong are dispatched to monitor the battle situation in southern Xinjiang. Therefore, as early as when the Taoist sect's 60,000 Zilinyan spear cavalry were wiped out, Ling Yunzong had already received the news.

"It's actually a unicorn accompanying the frame, the Holy King is alive—"

The surprise in Yan Feibai's eyes still persisted. Turning his head to look behind him, his face was full of luck.

Zong Shou was pointed out by Zhu Zi as an enemy of Confucianism, and he had a bloody feud with Taoism, and everyone in the world could attack him together.

A few years ago, nearly half of Ling Yunzong's disciples died under the iron hooves of Xueyun Rider. This hatred, this hatred, cannot be forgotten.

At that time, almost all the elders in the sect thought they saw an opportunity. Zhunben instigated the whole sect to counterattack Donglin.

However, Kuang Yi, the ancestor who was in charge of the sect on behalf of the sect, suppressed him vigorously, thinking that the Lingyun sect had suffered too much damage at this time. What is most needed is to recuperate and cultivate the disciples of the younger generation, rather than rushing to revenge and participating in the disputes of the world.

As a result, the crowd was raging, and thousands of disciples gathered in front of the palace to denounce the teacher's mistakes. The ancestor madness is regarded as a sinner of the Lingyun sect.

However, at this time, the disciples gathered in front of the palace had already scattered.

Facts have proved that the ancestors' decision to stay away from right and wrong was right. His persistence can be said to have saved the entire sect.

I really can't imagine that if I got involved rashly, Ling Yunzong would be besieged by the cavalry afterwards.

"Why is my uncle so worried? This time, I, Ling Yunzong, was able to escape outside because of my uncle's decision. The elders, although they didn't say anything, were grateful in their hearts, and the disciples below were also very grateful. "

The ancestor came back to his senses, and then handed Yan Feibai a talisman in his hand.

"It's asking Patriarch Xu to give me a command to formally take charge of the whole sect."

Yan Feibai raised his eyebrows slightly, this is a happy event. His patriarch uncle used to act arrogantly, but since Dan became the head teacher, he has become more and more calm. Waiting for justice, the handling of sect affairs is also quite lawful.

Many people think that Zuren Kuang is much stronger than Long Ruo, who is apologetic and arrogant inwardly, who caused disaster for Lingyun Sect.

Zu Renkuang then said in a leisurely voice: "Besides, the Patriarch asked me to go to Donglin in person to express my allegiance. In the end, I was able to open a Taoist temple in Daqian and participate in the conquest of foreign domains. Said that the king is the saint of the world. He is the only one in ten thousand years, and I, Ling Yunzong, cannot be my enemy."

Yan Feibai was stunned, and asked Patriarch Xu what he meant, was he going to completely give up the hatred with Zongshou?

In other words, those thousands of disciples all lost their lives in vain.

He also realized in his heart that although Zurenkuang stopped the sect and slipped into the abyss, he was still unwilling in the end.

But he didn't feel anything in his heart. At this time, Ling Yunzong had no qualifications to seek revenge.

If you don't participate in the great cause of the great sage king, the sect will only become weaker. Sooner or later, even Lingyun Palace will not be able to be preserved.

"Patriarch is wise!"

Yan Feibai's thoughts swept across the talisman. "Just the two Taoist ancestors?"

This time Daozu called on the vassals to provide Dao soldiers, but Lingyunzong did not participate.

Afterwards, falling back to Qiantian Mountain is undoubtedly cutting oneself out of Taoism.

"Qingxuan and Taihuang Daozu? Naturally, they will tell the Lingqiong Realm."

The ancestor sneered wildly and didn't take it seriously: "It is expected that the other side will not stop it. Otherwise, in the land of five continents in the south of the Yangtze River, how should we deal with the 274 sects of my Taoism?"

Yan Feibai suddenly fell silent, and then fell silent. Daqian now dominates the world. The three thousand Taoist sects that lost the protection of Taoist soldiers are now trembling under Zongshou's butcher's knife!

Especially in the territory of Dagan, it is even more necessary to look up to the holy king.

Even with the abilities of the two Dao ancestors, they could not force their subordinates to give up their foundation and become enemies of Daqian.

The situation in this world has already undergone drastic changes, which cannot but make people feel heavy.

With that one sweeping the southeast, it is not impossible to dominate the cloud world in the future.

The song on the other side contained rhyme, but my mood suddenly relaxed. Asking about the Xu Fu Zhao means that the enmity between Lingyunzong and Zongshou will be completely resolved.

I no longer need to worry about being an enemy of that person. Although the distance between myself and him is getting farther and farther.

"Thinking about it now, if I could refute senior brother and persuade him a few words, it would be great to let the sect accept him. Now, I'm afraid it's already—"

Zu Renkuang said with a wistful expression, and then laughed at himself, it is already a thing of the past, what's the use of talking about it? At that time, I was humble and humble, even if I said it, I'm afraid it would not be taken seriously.

It's just a matter of sorrow!

At the same time, three thousand two hundred miles away. A young Taoist also frowned.

Behind him are twelve identical swords, surrounding his body.

"Holy King, he is actually a Holy King!"

Holy king, king of sages! It is necessary to govern and behave as a person, without flaws, in line with the right way of heaven and earth!

"In other words, did my brothers and uncles all die in vain? The world thinks they can be killed?"

The young Taoist laughed miserably, his eyes full of madness and hostility.

"Even if you are really a living sage, I, Gong Yuan, have to beheaded!"

With a stab of the sword, the floating island below him, which was suspended in the air, immediately burst into countless cracks.

As for the young Taoist, with a flick of his sleeve, he rolled up a stone tablet inside and stepped into the void.

On the face of the Taoist, it was full of determination. In at most three years, he will be able to fight that Zongshou head-on!

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In the imperial capital at night, the atmosphere was extremely depressing and gloomy. The entire city was filled with the atmosphere of twilight.

The brothel tavern, which was once bustling like a brocade, is now full of birds at the door.

There were no pedestrians on that street.

In front of the mansions of the nobles of various families, although there are still dozens of hundreds of colored glaze wind lamps hung on the tents, they look extremely cold.

On the other hand, the atmosphere in the study rooms of various families and clans was lively.

Or three or five 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 by no means under those sects.

At this time, the entire capital city was in a state of frenzy because of the Meteor God Yuan, trembling in fear. For the first time, they began to really fear the great eastern country, the person they regarded as a tyrant,

"This world is over! It's completely over! The Meteor God Plain was defeated, and the 18 million army will be destroyed soon. The destiny of this great merchant country is at the end of its rope!"

"That Zongshou, how could it be the living sage? Didn't it say that Qilin was born to eat good energy?"

"It's ridiculous! It's ridiculous! It's ridiculous that Zhu Zi actually designated their Confucianist sage who had been dreaming for thousands of years as an enemy of Confucianism! Recalling the ancient times of the Three Emperors—could it be that God already thought that the current Daqian could be compared with Yun Huang?" Is it comparable to the prosperity of the ancient times?"

"Will Daqian chase after all his elites and wipe out the Central Plains?"

"This is really a catastrophe for my Confucianism sect! Is my Confucianism sect's doctrine wrong? Or is the way of heaven wrong?"

"Damn it! With my Confucian teachings, there have been several generations of prosperity in the past seven thousand years? The kings of all dynasties have all praised my Confucianism's ability to govern the world—"

"If I had known this, I shouldn't have participated! I was hurt by that Zhu Zi Xiansheng!"

"Is the Jiuchi Palace a trap? Yes! How could such a founding hero do such stupid things?"

The gardens of many academies are filled with flames. What is burned is not wood or the like, but most of the articles and books that criticize and insult the king of Dagan during this month.

Since Zhu Zi issued an edict to the world, Ding Zongshou was the enemy of Confucianism. All over the world, countless Confucian scholars are writing cursing articles and passing them around to each other. If there are outstanding articles, they must be competing to see them.

Some wonderful articles were even compiled into volumes and sold, which became very expensive in Luoyang for a while. Step on and step on the reputation of that faint king. Countless notorieties, no matter true or false, have been added to Zongshou's head mountain.

But at this time, everyone is in danger. For these books, avoid them as much as possible.

If that Zongshou really ruled the world for one day, then these collected articles and documents are evidence of a crime.

Besides, no matter how much people slander you, as long as you have the image of a sage king, these words are useless. People all over the world can naturally tell the difference.

On the contrary, it made people laugh, and confirmed the notoriety of Confucian disciples who are best at spreading rumors.

At this time, the various aristocratic families have different scenes, and their worries are completely different.

"Hateful! That foolish king is incompetent, and lost his army. My family worked hard, and none of the 20,000 Taoist soldiers survived!"

"I shouldn't have participated in the first place, what kind of Zhu Zi is a saint, it's harmful to people—"

"The world is in chaos. It seems that we can't stay in the imperial capital for a long time. In the fiefdom, I'm afraid we have to mobilize the army to prepare for war—"

"Shi Yue, has the Shi family started to rise?"

"Should I contact Qianguo for a while? My family is weak and cannot fight for the world, so I can only choose the strong to join. The living sage is the hero who can serve!"

"I don't know where the so-called God Emperor is?"

In the Heavenly Prison of the Ministry of Justice, Jin Buhui lazily opened his eyes at this time.

"So, is it a big business failure? I don't regret it, and I don't have to dig out these eyes?"

While speaking, he looked at the front of his eyes with mockery.

Almost all the officials encountered at the city gate today are listed.

At this time, the expression is full of sincerity and fear. Especially the few who had spoken and ridiculed were extremely embarrassing.

Even among them, the previous Yang family disciple was included,

"Don't worry, it will take a while. You can't attack the imperial capital yet!"

The young man surnamed Yang smiled wryly. He naturally knew this, but the problem is that most of the Yang family's fiefs and foundations are in the south of the Yangtze River.

And the land of five continents is destined to fall into the hands of Dagan.

If so, the monarch knows that his sworn brother has encountered such a situation and was humiliated by himself. Deliberate revenge, so how should he deal with himself in the family?

It's not just him. At this moment, most of the officials here have family businesses located in the south of the Yangtze River.

Jin Buhui was still sneering, but his heart was extremely gloomy, and his chest was chilling.

His sworn brother finally won. But this big merchant lost so badly! Those who were defeated had little chance of turning over. (To be continued.