Fang Xiu led the horse all the way forward, the horse was just an ordinary inferior horse, this horse had to stop and rest for a while if it ran two steps.

The thatched huts and rubble on both sides of the street were intertwined, and the gate was open, and Fang Xiu could see a family of five covered by a mat, the mat was short and could not be covered, and a pair of petite feet poked out of the place.

The thick resentment and death air filled the sky, the corpses in the streets and alleys had not been cleaned up, the air was filled with stench and blood, the panicked eyes in the cracks of the house doors looked out, cautiously looking at the passing Fang Xiu, the people walking on the streets also bowed their heads and hurried, and the domineering soldiers shouted and cursed angrily.

Inadvertently, Fang Xiu looked up and saw a tall gate, this is the most popular Longqiu Emperor Temple in Dahuan, now the plaque on it has already been taken down, look inside, the temple has been destroyed, the statue of the god has been smashed into a ball of mud scattered on the ground, and the temple blessings of the emperor have disappeared.

Fang Xiu led the horse to step on the puddle of colorful mud, and the emperor who was high above also turned into a puddle of mud at this moment, and let people trample on the side of this road, washed by the rain, and finally returned to the earth.

At this moment, although the Dahuan Dynasty still exists in name, it is almost equivalent to its demise.

Even if you are the emperor, once you are humane, you will not be able to prevent the collapse of the dynasty you have established, and you can only watch the collapse of the mountains and the mountains and mountains in that place.

"Alas!" Fang Xiu passed by the stone workshop alone, and couldn't help but let out a sigh, not to sigh the fall of the Dahuan Dynasty, not to sigh that the incense of the Longqiu Emperor was cut off, the Longqiu Emperor has enjoyed a hundred years of incense, and the Emperor's Mansion City has already been built, and the Emperor's personality has been initially condensed.

It is not like this yang world will only die with this humane change, the incense will be cut off.

Further on, I saw the Fengsheng Confucian Temple, the people in the Confucian Temple have long since dispersed, only one temple is left, and the bachelors and students of Xundu School Palace are all over the world, even in Panguo, there are many people from Xundu School Palace.

This Fengsheng Temple of Literature was also preserved, and Fang Xiu was spared the fate of being smashed and sacrificed like the Emperor of Longqiu, and the statue was pushed off the altar and smashed.

There are two doors in front of the Confucian Temple, Fang Xiu loosened the reins and walked directly into the Confucian Temple, gray stone slabs, red beams and pillars, the temple is dedicated to the sages of Xundu Xue Palace.

Fang Xiu stood in the temple, looking up at the divine tablets of the sages and the statues of the saints on the high, the strong smell of incense permeated the temple, setting off several saints and making them sacred.

Fang Xiu's gaze swept over his idol, the clay fetal statue was made by a famous craftsman, and the mind of mercy for all beings in the world and preaching the world was completely outlined, holding the straight Fengsheng standing in the preaching jade slip, looking into the distance, that gaze was not only at the feet, but at the world.

This is just the Fengsheng in the imagination of craftsmen and the world, not Fang Xiu.

Fang Xiu glanced at it and then glanced over and looked at the saints behind him: "Feng Sheng, Zhuang Sheng, Yi Sheng, and ...... Yi Sheng!"

His gaze stopped at the last Yi Sheng, who was a little old, with white hair and a furrowed face, but he was holding high the preaching jade slip, as if holding high the sun to illuminate the world, and his eyes were full of vicissitudes, as if he had seen through the principles of heaven and earth.

This is Yi Sheng in the eyes of the people of Baodi, Yi Yan stood on the wall of the city in this way, holding high the preaching jade slip, resisting the disaster of the dragon and the flood, and protecting tens of thousands of people up and down the ground.

The suppression has turned thousands of miles into the dragon of Zeguo, and made the century-old people of the land outstanding and spiritual, and the wind and rain are smooth every year.

However, what Fang Xiu saw was that this heir of Xundu Xuegong, who was playing against him at the beginning, had also turned into a piece of loess.

"You are the Four Saints of the Temple of Literature - Yi Sheng!" Fang Xiu remembered what he had said to him that day, but today it had already been realized.

The side door opened, and the temple of the Temple of Literature looked at Fang Xiu, he didn't expect that there would be people coming to the Temple of Literature to worship at this time, looking at this young man, dressed like a scholar, but the unique temperament exuded by his body made people dare not underestimate it.

"Do you want to offer incense to the guests? Miao Zhu stepped forward and looked at Fang Xiu.

Fang Xiu's emotions immersed in memories were interrupted for a moment, he turned his head to look at Miao Zhu, and then shook his head: "Don't worship......! Take a look!"

Fang Xiu walked outside and picked up the horses, and walked outside without looking back.

However, the temple zhu stood in place, frowning and looking at this strange young man, looking a little angry: "This person is so strange, he doesn't worship when he enters the temple, and he doesn't respect the sages." ”

But then a hint of doubt appeared on his face: "It's just that this person looks familiar? Who is it? Where have you seen it?"

Miao Zhu stood in front of the statue of Wensheng and pondered, but he didn't notice the four tall statues behind him, and the Fengsheng who was in the first place, no one could have imagined that the young man was a saint who preached the world, and he didn't dare to think about it.

There is a lock dragon well outside the place, which is the place where Yi Yan sealed the evil Jiao, this place is the eye of the land of thousands of miles, the place where the leylines converge, and because the evil Jiao was sealed and buried here, a big dragon vein was also formed.

Fang Xiu stood in front of the well, there is a monument in front of the well, after a hundred years of wind and rain, the handwriting has long been blurred, there was originally a village next to the well, and now the village has long been abandoned, and the people in the city have already fled or died in the war because of the war.

Fang Xiu's hand pressed the chain that was as thick as an arm on the well, and his hand felt cold to the touch, and he could even hear the roar of the evil Jiao that had not dispersed, and the majesty that carried thousands of miles of angry waves.

Fang Xiu's fingers flicked slightly, as if a heavy hammer was bombarded on the chain, vibrating from top to bottom, and even the leylines felt this shock and power.

One after another wearing official robes appeared beside Fang Xiu, these are the earthies of the Xundu School Palace, and they were all students and disciples of the School Palace before their deaths.

"Chengcheng Chenghuang Yucheng, Yangshe Land Black Valley, Lixiang Land ......"

"I've seen Feng Sheng!"

"The students have seen Fengsheng!"

"The students have seen Fengsheng!"

At this moment, their eyes widened one by one, looking at Fang Xiu's face and the aura emanating from him in horror and shock, it was the same aura as the Wendao incense on the preaching jade slip.

They didn't know who was in front of them, and they knelt on the ground one by one, prostrate in front of the Wendao sage who established the Xundu School Palace, and they didn't even dare to raise their heads.

Fang Xiu took out a bright yellow seal from his sleeve, and the Dao aura was constantly forbidden to spread outward from Fang Xiu's fingers, and the aura emitted was like a mountain pressing on the bodies of these earth gods.

Fang Xiu glanced at it, and threw it directly under this locked dragon well, like a scorching sun, it was thrown into the earth, arousing the power of thousands of miles of earth veins, and the violent dragon roar seemed to set off the earth and tremble with it.

However, with a wave of Fang Xiu's hand, everything calmed down as if nothing had happened.

"Wait for a good student to take care of this place, don't let that person with a bad heart go!"

"Yui!"

After doing this, Fang Xiu rode the inferior horse as if nothing had happened, and walked towards the distance with grace.

The five earthlings who had always knelt on the ground waited until Fang Xiu's shadow disappeared into the distance before they stood up and joined hands to pull the leyline, just like sealing the evil Jiao at the beginning, nailing this locked dragon well.

However, it seemed that as the seal was thrown into the well, the aura of the entire leyline and the land of thousands of miles began to converge here, as if because of Fang Xiu's passing, some mysterious changes had happened in this earth eye, and even these five earth lords didn't understand what was going on.

They could only lock the well and the eye of the earth like a sealed evil dragon, and then disappeared in place, quietly guarding the well and the land.