Zheng Yan took another bath after eating, thinking about what to know more, took an apple and sat on the steps of the door to nibble on it, while looking at the yard. The yard is not big, three main rooms plus a few east and west wings, there are a few fruit trees, pear trees, persimmon trees, apricot trees, this season is just when the persimmons are ripe, one by one the golden persimmons hang on the branches, in the reflection of the fire outside, it looks extremely beautiful, like a small lantern.

The two young men who brought rice and boiling water just now came out of the back kitchen, both in their twenties, they were the brothers of this family, and they were obviously very interested in Zheng Yan, who suddenly broke into their lives, and asked all kinds of questions like Guhe, and Zheng Yan also learned some things about Gujiazhuang from them. Now there are about 200 people in Zhuangzi, and the big mansion in the middle is the ancestral hall and the place where the clan elders live, and the children are also there.

The people in Zhuangzi usually fish and hunt in the water swing, the women serve fruit trees and herbs, there is a cultivated land in the north of Gangzi, and the grain planted is only used as non-staple food, and in winter, the men will also boil salt and burn the kiln to make wine, brewing with fruits, and the food is not enough to eat, so naturally it will not be used to make this, speaking of this, the younger brother ran into the back kitchen and moved a jar of wine out, Zheng Yan tasted it and it was really delicious, and the three of them were idle while drinking.

After a while, there were voices outside, the courtyard door opened and walked into three figures, the elder brother introduced that it was their parents and sister, Zheng Yan hurriedly thanked him, the family was very enthusiastic, the father blamed the two sons for letting the guests sit outside, the woman looked at Zheng Yan with a smile, and the eyes almost asked if they were married, the little girl was thirteen or fourteen years old, it was the age of pure and lovely, just hiding behind her mother and watching secretly, Shui Lingling's eyes were full of curiosity.

Zheng Yan is not the kind of eye-catching appearance, but he is tall and well-proportioned, and his face is attractive, in addition to being polite and polite, he also has a sense of being down-to-earth and kind, in the market and the countryside, such conditions are very popular with adults. The man let Zheng Yan into the house, the eldest son was accompanied, the little girl and the second brother were reluctantly pulled away by their mother, Zheng Yan inadvertently glanced at the black butterfly that had been parked on a persimmon, and only felt a little strange.

When Zheng Yan slept in the middle of the night, he suddenly opened his eyes, it was very painful, and he couldn't help but hum, and his eyes changed again in the fog.

I endured the pain and calmed down a little, I wanted to sleep for a while, but suddenly found that the room was not the scene I saw when I changed before, but there were very regular cyan lines, and the lines were hooked and intertwined into a net, no, it was six nets, and I was in the "cage", and the "cage" was still shrinking!

Zheng Yan took a deep breath and was a little helpless, it was a forbidden spell, this ancient family was really not simple.

Without further ado, he put on his clothes and stepped on his shoes, wrapped his weapons on the bed, pulled out his long sword and took a quick look, and slashed towards a node on the "cage", and the "cage" fell apart when he landed.

Coming out of the "cage" and quietly flashing to the back wall, it is best not to run to the window or door rashly, let alone go out casually.

Zheng Yan was on guard, and after a while, there was still no movement outside, in the end, it was in other people's territory, it was really patient! No, they were preparing a new spell! Finding this problem, Zheng Yan did not hesitate, his back against the wall suddenly exerted force, and the wall behind him was suddenly broken a hole, and the long sword rushed out, only to notice that there were many small flying insects following out of the hole, which was not good!

Seeing that many flying insects were entangled, Zheng Yan stomped his feet in a heavy breath, and the soil and stones on the ground were shaken, and with the release of the air machine, the earth and stone were shot around, and at the same time accelerated the speed to rush out of the encirclement.

"It's not good! the speed is too fast for us to catch up, please ask the old lady", someone shouted urgently,

Zheng Yan's ears were whirring with the sound of the wind, the moon had fallen, the night was as dark as ink, but the scenery in his eyes kept showing vague outlines, these eyes were really useful, and he had to ponder it if he had the opportunity. There were a few people not far behind him, who seemed to be able to barely keep up with Zheng Yan's speed, but the distance between the two sides was still constantly being widened, Zheng Yan was a little worried about the "old lady" that someone said before, in the cultivation together, none of the older ones were fuel-efficient.

Running to the bottom of the hill, Zheng Yan saw that there was a formation, how did they get in at that time? They deliberately put it in? They wanted to catch turtles in the urn? Zheng Yan suddenly touched the package, it turned out that the little guy was still inside, and couldn't help but smile, the bead still had to be given to Xinluo, but it couldn't be lost, he chose the direction and continued to gallop to the east, and couldn't help but look back again, there seemed to be a fighting sound behind him, and there were all kinds of brilliant magic light, what was going on?

Zheng Yan was puzzled when a black butterfly suddenly appeared in front of him, with the black butterfly flapping its wings, a little blue light was released on its wings, Zheng Yan just wanted to dodge, but found that his body was already sore, and his consciousness had become blurry and dull, and finally fell to the ground, and then he was picked up, and flew quickly, and finally he didn't realize anything.

"Feng Lei, who is this young man?", Gu Ming asked in a deep voice,

The wind barrier on the side looked at the two masters who were retreating in the distance and shook his head, "We just found that his physique is a little special, it seems to be entangled with dragon energy, you know that the matter about the dragon is of great significance to our Feng family, and the others don't know, since the matter has come to this, I will definitely do my best to persuade the clan elders to unite again."

Gu Ming was obviously dissatisfied with this set of rhetoric of the wind barrier, and wanted to say something more, two old men walked out of the dark, one of them was Gu Sheng, "Gu Ming, forget it, inform everyone to move west, this time the four families can no longer fight separately, those two people just now didn't use all their strength at all, they were just teasing us."

Both Gu Ming and the wind barrier are a little discolored.

I don't know how long it took for Zheng Yan to finally wake up again, but his whole body was still sore and weak, and he didn't open his eyes for the sake of prudence, some monks are very sensitive to other people's gazes, it is said that the eyes can release something, and it is also said that spiritual power, ordinary people will be able to detect some if they are peeped, not to mention monks, Zheng Yan only listens to the movement with his eyes closed, and feels that he is still swinging in the reeds.

After a while, it seemed to be going up, and there was a sound of the door opening, wouldn't it be going back to Gujiazhuang again?! Zheng Yan felt that his body was still not good, and he could only be slaughtered by others, which was a very bad feeling.

The man entered the house and paused, then put Zheng Yan on the ground, and then walked out again, without closing the door, standing at the door as if waiting for someone. Zheng Yan opened his eyes at this time, and finally saw that he was in a dilapidated mountain temple, in the middle of which was a mountain god in armor holding a mountain axe, and there was a lifelike tiger crawling next to the mountain god, and there were two vertical statues of attendant mountain ghosts on each side, the shape was a little strange, but it may also be because of the dilapidation, and the decline of Shinto can be seen from this.

Zheng Yanzheng sighed at the change of the world, the sound of the sky sounded outside, and there was the sound of landing, and then the three of them walked in and closed the door, and a bright light suddenly appeared,

"Kill it, at that time, the Zheng clan will inevitably return to the temple with all its might, and it will be another turmoil",

"No, you can't kill him, you should hand him over to Jinque Palace, so that Zhou Ting will inevitably arrest Jinque Palace for the sake of face, and then we can really achieve our goal",

"We don't want the world to be in chaos, we want the world to be chaotic, Gan Hao, don't you think you've become more and more radical in recent years?",

"Fu once, you misunderstood, the shape and quality of the gas are not separated, so it is said that the muddy, the muddy, the one who is muddy, the one who is muddy, the saying that all things are muddy and not separated, we only need the qi shape and quality to be immortal, and the inheritance of the cultural context of etiquette and music education must be broken, so that there can be the soil for the survival of chaos."

"Okay, Eighth Highness, you have already woken up, right? You might as well tell me your opinion", the person who had not spoken suddenly spoke, and the remaining two also looked at Zheng Yan, who was lying on the ground.

Zheng Yan reluctantly sat up and said with a wry smile, "This Mr. Gan Hao is obviously a little paranoid, or superficial, well, that is, superficial",

"Eighth Prince, do you know, if you listen to me, you might still survive", Gan Hao sneered,

Zheng Yan shook his head and said seriously, Jinque Palace and the Zheng clan are mortal enemies, I can't survive in their hands no matter what, at most I will live a few more days, these don't say, the truth is the truth, it has nothing to do with life and death; ”

"I think that the chaos advocated by your Taisu is to say that the way of the world should reserve room for people's desires, not to be bound to death by etiquette and morality, and people should have imagination and creativity; Whether or not we can explore it does not mean that we have to destroy the current system, a hundred people can do a hundred things, and if you let them all do only one thing, wouldn't it be a waste? Not to mention that we now have billions of living beings!"

The three of them all looked at Zheng Yan silently, and after a while, they exchanged a few more glances with each other, "My name is Ding Li, I think you also know something, our Taisu is only one or two hundred years later than Taiwei Taiyue, and we were completely equal back then, but now compared to them, we are not even as good as a second-rate sect, and the unclear and serious loss of the Dao system is a very key reason, to be honest, your remarks seem ordinary, but few people in our Taisu can say it",

Zheng Yan nodded, his face was full of sympathy, and he thought in his heart, the three of you have been making trouble for various countries for so many years, and everyone wishes that you would die sooner.

"In the past 30 years, the three kingdoms of Dongou Jingye and Liangchuan have been a little turbulent, and the control of the people is getting weaker and weaker, and many forces are recruiting talents and potential seedlings, I don't know why, the Great Zhou and the Great Qin are obviously strong but they are also indulgent in the folk rivers and lakes, I think there is probably too little Taiyue in the troubles, we are too weak and declining, although the background is okay, but in this war to grab people has lost the opportunity, I don't think there will be much gain, let alone see the direction of the future, I will say it directly, are you willing to join usDing Li's face was sincere and unpretentious.

Zheng Yan looked embarrassed, shook his head and said, "No, I have too many imprints of the country's imperial court, and I will definitely lead you astray, although you are not good for the stability of the country, and I have reservations about your ideas and ideas, but I quite agree with your existence, etiquette and morality are a rope, with the development will always tighten people, although everyone has the original motivation to break free, but you can at least have more insurance."

The three of them were all moved, and what Zheng Yan said was sincere.

"Are you finished? Do you want me to prepare three sacrifices for you, rooster Jinlanpu?"

A joking young female voice came from the door, the four people in the temple were a little embarrassed, the door was pushed open, two figures appeared, the tall man with a solemn face was standing in the middle looking at Zheng Yan inside, the graceful woman in red leaned against the door and stood with her chest hugged, her figure was concave and convex, her face was fair and exquisite, and her face was still smiling, but her lips were as thin as a blade, and she lost her sense of beauty.

"Taisu is indeed degraded, and he actually wants to find a prince to be the leader", the man at the door said indifferently,

Ding Li and the three of them retreated silently, Zheng Yan didn't speak, and looked at the mountain ghost statue with his legs crossed.

The man who spoke walked into the firelight and sneered, "In the end, it is the prince, his knowledge and knowledge are really extraordinary, why is his cultivation so sparse and ordinary?

Zheng Yan also sneered, "Song Qiguan, you are still alive, I thought you had been eaten by thousands of unjust souls of the Song family",

The woman at the door let out a chuckle, coquettish in her ears, and the aftermath was endless, Zheng Yan was indifferent,

Song Qiguan smiled and seemed to be unimpressed, he also looked at the mountain ghost statue, was silent for a moment, and said indifferently: "Since the Xia Dynasty, the divine blessing has been stripped from the center, and the Shinto has gradually declined, and the Great Zhou has not even bothered to do the superficial articles of canonizing the gods, I have to say that Emperor Wu is really far-sighted, he expected from the beginning that the implementation of the ritual law will inevitably be overkill, do you know why?" For the common people, etiquette is the basis for living and working in peace and contentment, and for the powerful, it is a tool for the common people, and the tools will naturally be continuously strengthened in the hands of the powerful;"

"And we are in a world of cultivation, if there is Shinto in the hearts of the people, then there will inevitably be many gods in this world, and then the people will not even be able to resist the ritual that has been overcorrected, and in the end Shinto will tend to be unified, no matter how tragic the process is, the unified Shinto will rule mortals, and gradually a moat will be formed between Shinto and humanity that people can never overcome, and people can only prostrate on the ground, so we practice."

"Practice, some people say that it is to explore the avenue, this seems to be very broad and a little empty, so some people say that in order to reach the end of the universe, time and space, it is really desirable, and some people say that it is for a leisurely journey, beyond the world and even beyond the universe. You started practicing at the age of five, you started reading at the age of eight, the strict requirements of the Zongren Mansion and your family, so that you sleep probably unconsciously thinking about these things, you know that if you want to practice or study successfully, you can't just talk about it, it's not hard work or talent, you need others to provide you with exercise books, you need to find you good teachers, you need to find people who can help each other and the same way, you need to choose the right methods and steps for you, and you also need to combine your temperament changes, etc., we Taisu are the people who do this kind of thing for the world."

"Of course, Taiyue Taiwei also does, but their fundamental purpose is not in this, and even a little contrary to us, some people say that one of them represents the heavenly realm and the other represents the underworld, and they don't know whether it's true or not, Ding Li just said that Taisu was established only one or two hundred years later than them, but in fact it's not, Taisu was established at the end of the Millennium War, less than a thousand years ago, and the time recorded in Taiyue is about three thousand years, and Taiwei is even older, so far away that few people can explore it clearly."

Zheng Yan frowned and said, "What does it have to do with the Song family that you do those things?

Song Qiguan smiled indifferently and said, "Don't you know? The Song clan has a secret method of communicating the yin and yang of heaven and earth, and the body of the Song family's children is a spirit medium, and more than a thousand lives can shield the heavens, oh, anyway, you are also a person who is going to die, I might as well tell you a little more, many forces have been staring at the relics of totem worship in ancient and medieval times over the years, just to find this secret method, just because the Song clan was destroyed in that infighting, and the Phoenix Bridge that you walk every day when you go to school is a place, but unfortunately you couldn't get it before",

Zheng Yan asked in a deep voice, "Those secret methods of the Song family were destroyed, is it that the Song family doesn't need to be a spirit medium?"

Song Qiguan made a silent action, and then pulled out Zheng Yan's long sword, his eyes were a little complicated, the meaning was difficult to understand, and the tip of the sword pierced Zheng Yan's eyebrows, obviously knowing the secret of the royal family's New Year's money, but he didn't even give his soul a chance to escape.

Zheng Yan didn't have any fluctuating feelings in his heart, he didn't put life and death out of the way, he just deliberately deflected his mind to irrelevant places, such as the mountain ghost with a hideous face, Dagger!