Qian Yunong's figure was shaken, and the chains on his body shattered.
Zhang Yaohui's expression changed and he slashed down his sword without hesitation.
"when--"
A golden light from Qian Yunong's body blocked the edge of the sword.
Talismans flashed around him.
Zhang Yaohui frowned and shouted: "How is that possible? Where did this amulet come from?"
Not only was Qian Yunong's Confucianism and Taoism skills sealed, but all his personal belongings were also sealed. Where did he get the talisman?
Qian Yunong didn't look back, just looked at Han Muye: "You were right that the Taoists would take action at Guanjiangkou in a dignified manner."
"However, I encountered twelve groups of fishing boats along the way, and each time they gave me a few amulets."
"You didn't expect this kind of thing, did you?"
Han Muye turned around and looked at Qian Yunong.
"Think about it, running away from an officer is a serious crime."
"Do you really want to annihilate yourself from Tianxuan?"
Tianxuan, Zhongzhou, this is the world of Confucianism and Taoism.
Rebellion from Confucianism and Taoism never ends well.
"It's nothing more than a favor outside of legal principles. I'm the one to officiate at the wedding of my former little brother. It's not too much to go and have a drink, right?" Qian Yunong chuckled, straightened his clothes, and walked forward slowly.
As long as he leaves this big ship, he is freed from the control of the imperial dynasty.
In front of countless people, Daomen successfully rescued a prisoner.
This kind of thing is really a slap in the face to the dynasty's rule.
If Qian Yunong escapes today, the eight southeastern counties will be infiltrated by the Taoist sect in the future.
On the big ship, Zhang Yaohui flew up, holding the Xuanyang Sword in his hand with a dark edge, and struck it down with one strike.
But this sword still couldn't break the talisman flowing light on Qian Yunong's body.
With a flash of spiritual light, Zhang Yaohui was knocked back several feet by the light of the talisman and hit the cabin.
The cabin pillar behind him instantly shattered.
Qian Yunong turned around and looked at Zhang Yaohui.
"Zhang Dutong, you should send a signal for help."
"Lu Yang, the commander of the three counties of Xuanyangwei, is in Dongshan County now. Why don't you ask for help?"
Lu Yang, commander of the three counties!
Zhang Yaohui's face instantly turned pale.
"You, you are plotting against Master Lu Yang!"
His words made Qian Yunong laugh.
With his hands behind his back, Qian Yunong walked forward step by step.
"My head is worth it in exchange for the loss of Luyang's road and the collapse of Dongshan County's reputation."
Qian Yunong's footsteps stopped at the end of the deck.
"Lu Yang, if you don't come, I will really have to be the officiant!"
Qian Yunong shouted toward the water ahead.
"boom--"
In the distance, on the water surface of Guanjiangkou, a bloody light pillar shot into the sky.
A young man in his thirties, wearing black armor and a black sword hanging from his waist, was riding the waves with every step he took.
The surging bloody evil energy shattered the clouds that filled the sky.
The roaring Yunlong was whimpering and not daring to raise its head in front of the evil light beam.
The young man standing above Yunlong gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.
Below, the surging phoenix-tailed carp seemed to be extremely frightened, and kept sinking, dropping the happy-go-lucky woman it was holding back into the water.
Lu Yang, commander of the three counties of Xuanyang Wei.
Butcher Lu.
The eldest grandson of Lu Yuzhou.
The one from the Lu family who abandoned Confucianism and joined martial arts.
Qian Yunong stood at the bow of the boat, clenching his fists tightly.
Lu Yang's reputation as the Butcher comes from killing.
Dare to kill.
Can kill.
No less than ten sergeants died under his sword.
Yunong is not short of money.
In the void, figures appeared one after another.
"I am Shi Yuanzi, the head of Dangyundao Sect. Today is a great joy for our sect. Commander Lu, it is better not to see any blood."
The purple-robed Taoist, with spiritual light surging around his body and a surge of pressure, spoke in a low voice.
"I, Fushen Daozong, have always ignored the affairs of the dynasty, but today, I hope to stop here." The person who spoke was thin, holding a jade whisk in his hand, and there was a light flashing in his eyes.
Heavenly Realm Great Monk.
Today, everyone is in a state of heavenly cultivation.
Which one of those standing in the void is not a Taoist master?
Among the eight counties in the southeast, Daomen is the most respected.
Qian Yunong breathed a sigh of relief as the body in the void suppressed him.
At least, he is not an abandoned son.
He also knew that Butcher Lu was not a madman.
If Lu Yang dared to kill him today, he would be breaking up with the Daomen of the eight southeastern counties.
With so many Taoist masters here today, even if they don't kill Lu Yang, they can force him to let go of his cultivation and even seriously injure him.
Lu Yang walked on the waves, his aura was like that of a swordsman from the East China Sea, gathering step by step.
When he arrived in front of the big ship, the strength in his body had been condensed to the extreme, like a suppressed volcano, just waiting for a fire.
Standing on the wave, Lu Yang glanced at Qian Yunong.
Qian Yunong's face turned pale, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, but he didn't say a word.
Above the sky, the auras have become one.
As long as Lu Yang dared to draw his sword, there would be a thunderous strike in the sky.
On the water, the waves had already surged dozens of feet and were higher than the river bank.
As soon as the waves lose their restraint, the water will cover thousands of miles.
There is a vast country within a thousand miles.
Countless people will be turned into fish food.
Of course, Lu Yang must bear the responsibility for this crime.
Everyone's eyes fell on Lu Yang.
Without a sword, his reputation as the Butcher of Lu Yang, and the reputation he had built up after a lifetime of fighting would be lost by more than half.
Without drawing his sword, he watched the prisoner Qian Yunong leave in front of him and was kidnapped under the rule of Dongshan County.
This is an unbearable guilt for him, Lu Yang, and for the Lu family.
If you draw the sword, you will never recover.
The resentment of all the people, the power of the great monks from ten directions, even ten Lu Yangs may not be able to stop it.
Standing behind Qian Yunong, Zhang Yaohui looked ashen, holding a long sword and kneeling on one knee.
"Master Lu, you are humble and incompetent."
Qian Yunong grinned and whispered: "Butcher Lu, hehe, Butcher Lu..."
Lu Yang put his hand on the hilt of the sword.
At this moment, all the attention in the sky and the river was pressed into the palm of his hand.
This sword may change the structure of the eight southeastern counties!
Lu Yang lifted his steps, took a step forward, and landed on the deck.
Qian Yunong closed his eyes.
On the deck, all the Xuanyang guards knelt on the ground and bowed their heads.
In the sky, all the spiritual light condenses into substance.
"Lu Yang pays homage to his uncle."
On the deck, Lu Yang released his hand from the hilt of his sword, then clasped his fists and bowed.
Han Muye turned his head, looked at Lu Yang, and then said, "Your father would let you call him that?"
Lu Chen has always said that everyone should discuss things on their own.
They are all brothers.
Lu Yang lowered his head, twitched the corner of his mouth, and whispered: "Young and old should be in order. Grandpa said you can't listen to my father's nonsense."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After saying that, he clasped his fists again and said: "Elders are here, Lu Yang must follow the instructions carefully, and I will ask my uncle to make a decision on today's matter."
Han Muye laughed and looked at Lu Yang: "What decision do you want me to make?"
Lu Yang raised his head, looked at Han Muye, and said solemnly: "Uncle, please tell me how many to kill and how to kill."
Until this moment, no one in heaven or on earth had come back to their senses.
The conversation between Han Muye and Lu Yang was like talking from heaven.
Zhang Yaohui, who was half-kneeling on the deck, looked blank and looked up at Han Muye and Lu Yang.
Qian Yunong slowly turned his head, with a dull look on his face.
In the void, the condensed spiritual light was about to collapse and became a mess.
Lu Yang’s elder?
On the big ship ahead, Xiao Chu and Jia Yang looked at each other.
They already had high regard for Han Muye's identity.
But they still dare not think about it.
The young and unusually young Master Makino, who seemed to be doing nothing, turned out to be the commander of the three counties, the elder of Lu Butcher Lu Yang, or his uncle?
Lu Yang's grandfather was Lu Yuzhou, a semi-saint who dominated a county and was the deputy head of the Imperial City Academy.
Why should this powerful brother be a great master?
Great Master of Confucianism and Taoism, can today's situation be overcome?
have no idea.
Even if a great master cannot suppress today's situation, there will be many variables in today's overall situation.
For a moment, the faces of countless people in the sky darkened.
Mu Wan turned to look at Han Muye.
She knew she couldn't see through Senior Brother Han.
However, now Senior Brother Han is getting further and further away from me.
It's the kind of thing that you can't catch up even if you try your best to catch up.
Even though he is so close, I feel like I can only look up at him all my life, and I can only watch him go away.
"Hmph, today is the great joy of the Dangyun Taoist sect. Even if a great master of Confucianism and Taoism comes, he cannot break the rules of our Southeast Taoist sect."
"If anyone dares to take action today, he will fight to the death with all the sects in the southeast."
In the sky, a Taoist from the Floating and Sinking Taoist Sect, holding a jade whisk in his hand, took a step forward. His aura matched with the surrounding halo, and he spoke in a deep voice.
It's hard to get off a tiger.
When they forced Lu Yang out, they could no longer look back.
If we cannot overcome the general trend of Confucianism, Taoism and the imperial dynasty today, the Taoist gates of the eight southeastern counties will become scattered sand again.
Han Muye did not look at Tianji, but looked at Lu Yang: "I'm curious, why do they want to block your way?"
The name of Butcher Lu resounded throughout Zhongzhou, and these Taoist sects were full and wanted to confront Lu Yang head-on.
"Returning to my uncle, the war in Wuyuan Realm is raging and reinforcements are in urgent need."
"The realm of no resentment is achieved through incense."
The world of no resentment.
Incense leads to enlightenment.
Everything is cleared.
The Wuyuan Realm was conquered by Tianxuan, so they could only instigate rebellion against Tianxuan Dao Sect.
Those who can become the reinforcements of Tianxuan's army are the kind of strong people who have established their own path and whose cultivation is suppressed to the extreme and then breaks through.
Qian Yiming broke the suppression in the Mysterious Realm of Ten Thousand Demons, and now only Lu Yang can lead the reinforcements.
If Lu Yang breaks through the suppression today, then there is a gap in the great road. Even if he leads a large army to fight, he will not be able to suppress everything.
Han Muye nodded and looked to the sky: "Collude with the Wu Resentment Realm and divide the power of Tianxuan Dao. He should be killed."
"While in Taoism, if you don't think about practicing quietly and disturb the ordinary order, you should be killed."
"Gathering a crowd to cause chaos, taking advantage of the general situation to dominate ordinary people, ruining important affairs of the Tianxuan, and having evil thoughts, he deserves to be killed."
When Han Muye said he deserved to be killed, Lu Yang's face lit up with joy.
After saying three sentences, Lu Yang was already smiling.
"Lu Yang obeyed his uncle's orders and destroyed the Taoist gates of the eight southeastern counties."
If you say three words that you deserve to be killed, you will massacre the entire eight-county Taoist sect!
Do the two people in front of them really take thousands of monks from Taoist sects in the eight southeastern counties seriously?
Although the Confucian and Taoist dynasty suppressed Tianxuan, it was not to the point where it could wipe out the Taoist sect with just one word!
Even if he is writing and writing, he would not dare to make such bold statements!
In the void, cloud waves surged.
Lu Yang's words have been spoken, so this battle is inevitable.
If you want to fight, life and death will determine honor and disgrace!
Whether the Taoist sect will decline or rise depends on today!
Han Muye looked at Lu Yang.
This guy is really evil.
"Your father asked you to come find me, so you just keep talking?"
Han Muye smiled and spoke.
Lu Yang grinned and held out a large golden seal with both hands.
Dongshan County, Seal of the County Governor.
"To destroy the Taoist sects of eight counties, Lu Yang alone is not enough."
"I still need to ask my uncle to take action."
Lu Yang held the big seal in both hands and bowed to Han Muye.
Do you dare to send the governor's seal like this?
This is the authority to control heaven and earth!
In the sky, the expressions on the faces of many powerful Taoists have changed.
If the Taoist sect had conspired at every level to force Lu Yang to come, what we see now is a desperate attempt by Dongshan County.
If this county guard seal is lost, the authority of Dongshan County will be reduced to nothing.
At that time, even if the Taoist sect goes to Dongshan County to seize the power to take charge, Tianxuan Tiandao will agree.
The fighting spirit rose in the strong men of Fushen Dao Sect.
But the other powerful men from the Taoist sect behind him felt uneasy.
No one is really willing to fight to the death against the dynasty.
Today's situation is out of control.
Han Muye reached out and took the golden seal.
Lu Yang's eyes flashed with evil intent, he pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword, turned around and was about to draw his sword and charge.
"Wait a moment."
Han Muye's voice sounded.
Holding the big seal in his hand, Han Muye took a few steps forward, looked at the water, and said calmly: "Today, I want to be a witness first."
As his voice fell, a long sword flew out from the river ahead.
The sword was three feet long, covered in mud and stained with rust.
This is an ordinary sword.
It's the kind of long sword worn by ordinary Confucian scholars.
Scholars wear swords. This custom started in Bailu Mountain.
The long sword lay across the water, and a faint shadow appeared on it.
"Qi Ziyu?"
Lu Yang was stunned.
"It's Mr. Qi!" Someone on the river bank whispered.
"How could this happen? Mr. Qi managed the Liuyu River and sat at the mouth of the Guanjiang River for three years. Didn't he get a high promotion?"
"Master Qi is a good official. The embankments along the river were built by Master Qi with everyone."
Lu Yang had a sullen face and shouted: "Qi Ziyu, when you abandoned your official position and left Dongshan County, why did you leave only your soul in Guanjiangkou?"
"Who harmed you?"
The violent aura around Lu Yang seemed to be about to explode.
"You have worked hard for Dongshan County, and if anyone dares to intercept you, you are an enemy of Dongshan County, an enemy of the imperial court, and an enemy of Tianxuan. Even if Lu Yang's road is cut off, he will avenge you!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The figure of Qi Ziyu bowed to Lu Yang and spoke softly, but no sound came from it.
He bowed to Han Muye again, and although he had no words, he could see the words "Meet the Mountain Chief" on his lips.
It's just that outsiders can't notice it.
"Ziyu..."
Above the water, a woman wearing a red robe and a phoenix crown looked pale and had tears in her eyes.
"They said that as long as I agree, they will let you go."
The woman stepped forward step by step, with a miserable expression on her face. She wanted to reach out to embrace the figure in the green robe, but her embrace was in vain.
Qi Ziyu looked at the woman with concern on his face, but there was no sound in his mouth.
Above the river, two figures were weeping across from each other.
One remnant soul, one red robe.
Lu Yang turned his head and looked at Han Muye.
Han Muye's eyes fell on the two figures.
In his mind, a picture flashed.
This was what he found at the bottom of the river just now when he was exploring with the power of his soul.
On that sword, there was a remnant of unwilling soul.
"Qi Ziyu, a student from Bailu Mountain Academy, was ordered to come to Dongshan County three years ago and was arranged by the county governor to station at Guanjiangkou."
"Qi Ziyu built river embankments, diverted water and built canals to benefit the people."
"By chance, Qi Ziyu rescued the anchovy fish demon Feng Jiu who traced his origin."
"Feng Jiu transformed into a human being and repaid him with his own body."
There was a glimmer of light in Han Muye's eyes, which he cast towards the distant sky.
There was murderous intention in his eyes.
"The Dangyun Taoist sect threatened Feng Jiu as a demon and forced Feng Jiu to leave. They also used Feng Jiu as bait to sink Qi Ziyu at the bottom of the Guanjiang River."
"Now you must use Feng Jiu's demon power as a guide to gather incense and become a Taoist."
"Is all this done by the Taoist sect?"
Han Muye held the golden seal in his hand and his tone turned cold: "Such a Taoist sect does not need to stay in Tianxuan World."
Following his words, purple aura of hope condensed on the golden seal.
The energy of human hope keeps vibrating, turning into a roaring liger.
"boom--"
Thunder exploded in the sky.
Follow your words!
At least the Grand Master realm!
The figure of the young man standing on top of the cloud dragon was shaken and shrouded in lightning.
Shi Yuanzi, the leader of the Dangyun Taoist Sect, moved and knocked away the lightning. Then he stood in the void and looked down at Han Muye.
"Humph, the road of incense has been completed. Today, the Guanjiang Estuary has a radius of thousands of miles. As long as I open my mouth, I will establish a Zeguo."
"In my opinion, it is better to stop here and continue the ceremony of forming a Taoist couple. The Taoist sect will still live in harmony with the imperial court from now on."
"We will also manage the Guanjiang Estuary well to ensure smooth weather and safety."
Following Shi Yuanzi's words, the cloud dragon under his feet roared and his figure floated.
The water below was surging.
As long as Han Muye dares to refuse, the water flowing into the river mouth will inevitably overflow the river embankment, submerging all the people and spiritual fields.
Above the river, Qi Ziyu sighed, looked at Feng Jiu, and shook his head slightly.
He bowed to Han Muye again, then held his hands to the people around him and bowed to the ground.
"Master Qi..."
The people who were weighed down by the waves whispered and kowtowed to Qi Ziyu.
Although Qi Ziyu couldn't hear what he said, everyone knew that Qi Ziyu wanted to protect the people and the river embankment.
Practicing Confucianism and Taoism serves the world.
"Do you still remember those four sentences on Bailu Mountain?"
Han Muye looked at Qi Ziyu and spoke calmly.
Qi Ziyu nodded. Although no sound came out of his mouth, people could still see him chanting loudly.
Han Muye held the big seal in his hand and whispered softly.
"Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a destiny for the living and the people, carry forward the unique teachings of the past saints, and create peace for all generations."
The golden seal on his palm revealed endless golden light, and the golden light instantly enveloped the heaven and earth in a radius of thousands of miles.
"Feng Jiu, let me ask you, are you willing to form a Taoist couple with Qi Ziyu, and jointly manage the three thousand miles of water here?"
Han Muye's eyes fell on the girl wearing a red phoenix crown.
The woman with tears on her face nodded quickly.
Han Muye looked at Qi Ziyu.
"Qi Ziyu, are you willing to sit at the mouth of the Guanjiang River from now on, and work with Feng Jiu to guard the water and benefit all people?"
Qi Ziyu bowed.
Han Muye raised his head and looked at the Taoist masters all over the sky, with a smile on his face.
"Incense leads to enlightenment. You don't even have a superficial grasp of it, so you dare to play with incense and achieve enlightenment."
Holding the golden seal in his hand, Han Muye's body condensed with awe-inspiring aura, and he spoke lightly.
"Edict——"
"In the eight counties in the southeast, incense gathers together. Anyone who works for the benefit of all people will enjoy honor in life, receive an edict in death, guard one place, and become the incense god——"
"On the Tianxuan Dao, Confucianism and Taoism are respected, and the incense will never be extinguished."
"Qi Ziyu, guarding the Guanjiang estuary, has rendered meritorious services to all people, and was conferred the title of River God of the Guanjiang estuary."
"No., Xian Sheng Zhenjun."
The heaven and earth shook, and the incense aura all over the sky fell instantly, and the clouds and dragons shattered, pouring into Qi Ziyu's body!
Wearing golden armor and crowning with golden crown.
The incense melts into the body, the body of the great road, and the life span of heaven and earth!