Zhuangguo Xin'an City.
In front of the sacrificial hall, an old man with gray hair could not kneel down.
In the huge city of Xin'an, few people recognized him.
But if it was in the former Maplewood City, almost no one knew about him.
Because he was the Lord of Fenglin City before Wei Quji.
His governance can be described as tolerant and diligent.
While he was in charge of Maple Forest City, he visited every town and every village under his rule. This was something Wei Quji had never done before. There was no second city lord in the entire Zhuang Kingdom who did this.
At that time, Du Yehu, who was 13 years old, committed murder in public, and it was he who overturned the case personally. He also sent Du Yehu to a Taoist academy for training, and this is how Du Junye, who is now becoming more and more famous in Xuanjia, Jiujiang, became the master.
When he was in Maplewood City, he was deeply loved by the military and civilians. Later, he felt that he was old and frail and could not consolidate his cultivation, so he voluntarily resigned from his post to retire.
In his life, he had no children, no relatives, no disciples.
When Zhuang Gaoxian conquered Yong, he made outstanding achievements in battle.
He took over Maplewood City from Zhuang Ting because of his merits, and returned Maplewood City to the country after dedicating his whole life without taking any cents.
But now, Maplewood City is gone.
In the entire Maple Forest City, not a single dog, not a chicken, not even a handful of dirt was left behind.
It is said that the White Bone Dao is causing trouble.
Where does a cult that has been dormant for hundreds of years get so much energy?
What does Zhuang Guo's Criminal Investigation Department do? Why didn't he notice it beforehand?
Why is it that the entire Maple Grove City is dead, but Dong A is able to survive alone!
Why did Dong A understand the conspiracy, and the majestic national advisor Du Ruhui, who was famous in all the countries around the world, still couldn't catch up!
Why……
Zhuang Ting's explanation can convince everyone in the world.
It's not because of how perfect the explanation was and how flawless it was.
It's just because those people are not from Maplewood City.
Just because there is no one left in Maplewood City!
Only him, Liu Yi'an.
Only this old and decaying body, with its dying destiny, is still searching hard.
But he asked the Prime Minister, but the Prime Minister avoided him.
He asked the king, and the king locked up the deep palace.
He asked the officials, but no one paid any attention to him.
Who would care about an old man who has no chance of rising again, an old man whose aura is weak, his practice has collapsed, and he has no fighting power at all?
Especially since he was so stubborn, insisting on uncovering the sores and scars when the entire Zhuang Kingdom was prospering.
The old man is now white.
The white-bodied old man Liu Yi'an walked around alone in the huge Xin'an City, questioning him for nine days.
There was no answer for nine days.
No one paid attention.
On the tenth day, he knelt in front of the sacrificial hall.
He wants to ask Taizu!
If Taizu were still here and could see this situation today, would he not say a word?
"The king is like a boat, and the people are like water. Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it!"
He cried loudly in front of the sacrificial hall.
As helpless as a child.
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Outside the sacrificial hall, at the corner of the long street opposite.
Dong A, the deputy prime minister of Zhuang State, stood with his arms folded and said nothing.
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Outside the old site of Maple Forest City.
Du Ruhui, with black hair and black hair, stood with his hands lowered. Although his face looked old, his back was as straight as a spear.
Of course, there was only one person in the entire Zhuang Kingdom, Zhuang Gaoxian, the leader of the Zhuang Kingdom, who could make him so respectful.
It was a middle-aged man with a peaceful face, who was carefully looking at the Maple Forest City shrouded in mist. At first glance, he looked no different from the ordinary wealthy gentry enjoying an outing.
Just looking at his appearance, no one could imagine that he was such a decisive man. His toughness and sharpness in state affairs surpassed all previous monarchs of the Zhuang Kingdom.
After watching it for a while, Zhuang Gaoxian said with a smile: "Teacher, this time, the Bone Evil God was completely beaten and hurt. He wanted to drag this place into the netherworld, but he only stopped halfway and let Maple Forest City sink.
In the gap between the real world and the Netherworld, this place has become a place of death. It will not be digested by the Netherworld, and it will leave a scar on our village forever. Such harm to others and no benefit to oneself shows the resentment."
If the entire Maple Forest City is pulled into the Netherworld, this area in the present world will be erased. At that time, the area adjacent to the Qichang Mountains may be Wangjiang City or Sanshan City. As time goes by, it will gradually be forgotten.
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But now that he is stuck at the interface between reality and the underworld, the Bone God is wasting his divine power in vain, and he will not receive any benefits. Zhuang Guo will also leave this place of execution forever. Everyone who sees this place of death will recall this.
A piece of history.
As early as when Zhuang Gaoxian was still the prince, Du Ruhui was his teacher.
After Zhuang Gaoxian ascended the throne, he was not the second choice for the position of Prime Minister.
"Your Majesty." Du Ruhui bowed and said: "I have heard that the ancient Holy Lord was happy when the people were safe, and wept when the people were miserable. You should not laugh outside the old site of Fenglin City. Zhuangjun came to the cave to be the king of Zhuangguo.
It is an honor to sacrifice the people to achieve this situation, but it is a disgrace to Lord Zhuang. Besides, those dead souls who will never rest in peace are right in front of your Majesty."
"Gao Xian has learned a lesson." Emperor Zhuang immediately looked solemn and said in a shameful voice: "I have indeed caught up with that old man from the Yong Kingdom. I thought that from now on the border would be safe and the people would be peaceful, and I got a little carried away."
Zhuang Gaoxian's current level has surpassed that of Du Ruhui, but he still maintains the respect students have for their teachers.
When Du Ruhui heard what he said, he neither pursued him fiercely nor expressed great comfort. Instead, he gently dismissed the topic.
"Your Majesty can erect a lifetime monument outside this area as a memorial. On the monument, he will express his responsibility for the loss of the land and record it as a national hatred. The removal of the Bone Road will be reclassified as a national policy to comfort the souls of the dead. In this way, the complaints of the people can be won and the hearts of the people can be won.
, gathering public opinion.”
Zhuang Gaoxian was amazed: "This is such a sincere and kind word!"
The last time Zhuang State made the uprooting of the White Bone Road a national policy was during the era of Taizu Zhuang Chengqian. At that time, the White Bone Road was indeed uprooted.
Today, the resurgence of the White Bone Dao is far less powerful than it was back then. However, reestablishing this policy can still awaken the memory of the people of Zhuang State. It not only expresses the intention to safeguard the ancestral system, but also shows the determination to fight against the White Bone Dao.
Concentrate all public grievances on the White Bone Road. Once the White Bone Road is removed, Zhuang Gaoxian will not only not be reviled for the fall of Maplewood City, but will win the hearts of the people for avenging his country.
Du Ruhui is like a spring breeze turning into rain, and his methods are sophisticated and mellow.
This is also an important reason why he can support Zhuang Ting while Zhuang Gaoxian is recovering from his injuries.
The mist surged in Maplewood City, covering up the tragedy. It was as if all the stories that happened in this area had been lost in the world of Yin and Yang. There would never be another day.
"I have also seen the Formation of No Life and No Destruction. What will your Majesty do?"
Zhuang Gaoxian lightly dusted his sleeves: "Now that we are in Qinghe County, how can we not go to Qingjiang to visit our elders?"
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After Youguo left, Jiang Wang continued to move in the direction of Qiguo.
The Kingdom of God is just a step in his journey, and he has his own way to go.
Traveling is not the only purpose, what is more important is to practice sword, body and mind along the way.
Use heaven and earth as a furnace, red dust as fire, and your own body as copper.
From Little Zhoutian to Great Zhoutian.
When you encounter mountains, climb mountains, wade in rivers, rest in shops, encounter injustice... draw your sword.
The road under your feet is getting longer and longer, and the path of spiritual practice is getting wider and wider.
He gradually felt that something was changing.
Just like a road covered by clouds and fog, it becomes clearer and more certain,
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This chapter has been completed!