The divine capital was built from the Great Wei Dynasty, with a nine-palace chessboard layout, and there are five canals criss-crossing Huairen, Huaiyi, Huaili, Huaizhi and Huaixin, symbolizing the five virtues and five elements, circulating in the city and nourishing millions of people.

These five canals not only form a feng shui formation, Tibetan wind and qi, but also form large and small lakes, and the beautiful scenery is intoxicating at all times.

Langya Shuge is located on the edge of a small lake in Xicheng.

This is an industry of Shanhai Academy, named after the ancient kingdom of Langya, which was located near Wolongye during the Seventeen Kingdoms.

It is rumored that the people of the ancient country of Langya liked to collect books, and there was the largest scripture collection pavilion in the whole Middle Earth at that time in the palace, which was all-encompassing, and even had a large number of historical classics of the ancient Zhou Dynasty.

It's a pity that when the Langya Kingdom was broken, the desperate royal nobles burned it all with a fire.

Langya Shuge is named after this, the natural collection of books is numerous, and the perennial acquisition of ancient books and antiquities, there are Jianghu guests to explore the monuments, find a unique product and send it here, usually in exchange for rich rewards.

In the tea room on the third floor of the Book Pavilion, an old man in a Confucian robe was looking intently at the broken copper tripod in his hand.

The shape of the copper tripod is simple, rusty, and the dense text can be seen in the silver, like auspicious clouds.

The old man is tall, with gray hair and beard, although the five officials are upright, but with a sense of downfall and vicissitudes, he is the world-famous Wang Fuzi.

A middle-aged Confucian scholar next to him respectfully bowed his hand and said, "Master, this is just received yesterday, and it is also the kind of cloud seal that I have never seen before." ”

As he spoke, there was a hint of excitement in his eyes: "It stands to reason that although the text has evolved, it is in the same vein after all, and we have cracked most of the Jinding texts of the ancient Zhou Dynasty, but unfortunately there is still less information." ”

"This kind of cloud seal is completely different from the ancient Zhou Dynasty Jin Dingwen, and the age is even older, if you can find out the words of the sage..."

"What is holy?"

Wang Fuzi's eyes were unwavering, and he suddenly asked.

The middle-aged Confucian was slightly stunned, his face became solemn, and he respectfully arched his hand and said: "The saint is an enlightened person, a sage who towers to the changes of heaven and earth, yin and yang, and leads the way for the human race. ”

Wang Fuzi sighed slightly: "The water conservancy is not disputed, the saint is not indisputable, but the big dispute, and the battle is the luck of the human race." ”

"The way of heaven remains unchanged and humanity changes with time, and the saints are poor, if we cling to the words of the ancient saints, how can humanity innovate and change?"

Cold sweat oozed from the middle-aged Confucian man's forehead, and he didn't dare to say more.

As long as the doctrine is recognized by everyone, you can get the title of master and open the academy to teach apprentices.

This is the recent new "Ancient Zhou Rite Debate" in Shanhai Academy.

The Chonggu sect believes that the rites of the ancient Zhou Dynasty make the luck of the human race continue to this day, and cannot be changed and cause turmoil.

The reformers believe that the luck of the human race is declining, and the rites of the ancient Zhou Dynasty are no longer suitable for today, and innovation and change are the only way to get a chance.

Chonggu and the reformers insisted on their own words and did not give in to each other, if it were not for the strict rules of the academy, it would have been opened long ago.

Even so, there are many people who have duels in private.

This is nominally a clash of ideas, but in fact it involves the interests of all parties and is deeply related to the current situation.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar concentrated on the exploration of ancient texts, but he didn't want to get into trouble.

Master Wang didn't say much more, but his eyes moved slightly, looking out the window.

At the same time, a green-robed scholar hurriedly came to the outside of the teahouse and respectfully bowed his hand: "Master, something happened outside. ”

…

The middle-aged Confucian strode out, and when he saw the scene outside the library, his heart suddenly sighed.

In the cold winter of the month, the ice and snow have not disappeared, and hundreds of people are kneeling on the road, old and young, men and women.

The man was topless and cut off his left ear.

The woman has a disheveled head, and her face is full of flesh and blood.

Everyone's eyes were firm and full of death.

"Oni Sacrifice..."

The middle-aged Confucian muttered to himself, his face ugly.

Ghost sacrifice is an ancient spell that uses flesh and blood as a curse and resentment as poison to sacrifice ghosts and gods, making the earth restless and the Shinto shrine damaged, but it itself has also become evil and the soul is uneasy.

This is the method of ending together, and the human race pays attention to the rest of the soul after death, and will not act in this way unless there is a great grievance.

Thinking of this, an ugly smile appeared on the middle-aged Confucian scholar's face, "Fellow Daoists, my Langya Pavilion has always had no quarrel with the world, I don't know what to offend?" ”

He could see that most of these people were people in the rivers and lakes with low cultivation, and some of them had not even condensed Zhenqi.

A thin middle-aged man said in a trembling voice: "I am not an artist who is not in the rivers and lakes, it is rare to have a piece of tile in the Shendu, and I was oppressed by thieves and officials, and now I am wanted..."

Before he finished speaking, another person said sadly: "I am a merchant in the divine capital, oppressed by the family, indebted to countless debts, and there is no way to live..."

"I took care of people's hospitals, I was old and exhausted, and I was reduced to the streets..."

Everyone was gossiping and noisy, and the middle-aged Confucian also heard the cause and effect, and it turned out that it was not a group of people.

He was a little helpless, "Your situation is indeed miserable, but what are you doing to trouble my Library?" ”

A white-bearded old man's eyes were full of resentment, and he arched his hand and said: "We are born like ants, and our lives are like mustard, and I just want to ask Master Wang to be the master of this matter, ask the prince of the Manchu Dynasty, ask the wealthy family, and ask the emperor, why!" ”

Why?

I want to ask why...

The middle-aged Confucian was annoyed in his heart and was about to speak, but he reluctantly raised his head and looked into the distance.

I saw that from the distant streets, there were many people pouring in, including beggars, people in tattered clothes, and children with yellow faces and thin muscles.

Some of them were dazed, some were desperate, some were silent, and without exception, they all knelt outside the library.

In the crowd, I don't know who threw a few knives.

One took it and gritted his teeth and cut off his own ear.

One person picked it up and made a few strokes on his face.

Blood splashes, snow falls on plums.

The heart of the middle-aged Confucian scholar gradually sank.

Although the method of "ghost sacrifice" is widely spread, ordinary people do not know much.

This is someone playing tricks, and the target is Master Wang!

What frightened him even more was that the crowd was still gathering more and more, although most of them were just ordinary people, but that kind of silence and depression, even he, a cultivator of refining Qi and transforming gods, was terrified.

With so many people, if the method of "ghost sacrifice" is formed, the monstrous and vicious curse will collapse even the ancestral temple of Sheji.

At the end of the sixth year of Xianqing, the resentment and resentment hidden under the prosperity of the divine capital were finally completely detonated.

The news also spread quickly throughout the Divine Capital...

…………

Dongcheng, Xiuyi Fang.

The people of the central states gathered again, looking at each other.

Zhangzhou Tuoba family heavy boy looked puzzled, "This must be the Luo family and the southern states to make a ghost." ”

"Right now, the Great Ceremony of the Earth Emperor Sect is imminent, and the matter of the gluttonous army is unresolved, are they crazy to act like this?"

Qiu Yin of the Qiu family in Luzhou sneered: "Public opinion is like a knife, but it depends on whose hand this knife is, Master Wang has this sharp blade and occupies the righteousness, and Emperor Yan is afraid that he will have a headache." ”

"The old ghost of the Luo family is indeed shrewd, and this knife is also cleverly handed over."

Shangguan Qiu frowned slightly: "The Luo family is so big that it makes people feel a little uneasy..."

"What's upset!"

Qiu Yin sneered: "It's just the method of ghost sacrifice, as soon as the Xiao cavalry army arrives, it will be suppressed immediately, and I am afraid that the prince will stop it." ”

Sima Wei next to her was silent, and a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes...

……

Beicheng, Taiyi Church.

Hongyuan Zhenren and the railroad man stood in the attic, looking into the distance with solemn faces. Both of them used the "Heavy Building Wangqi Talisman", and their eyes were full of golden light.

In their eyes, the dragon qi of the divine capital is gathered, and the spirits of each high-level mansion are rising, and the Haizhou Chamber of Commerce is even more weatherful.

But at this time, in the east, an ominous black aura rose into the sky, gradually stirring the golden brilliance of Shinto.

Hongyuan Zhenren's face was ugly, "Let's not take a look?" ”

Tie Zhenren's eyes were gloomy, "The sect leader ordered, in front of the Earth Emperor Sect ceremony, we must not show up." ”

"Where has the sect leader gone?"

"I don't know..."

……

Beicheng, Haizhou Chamber of Commerce.

Several ancestors of the Southern State family also looked to the east at the same time, their eyes were solemn and the atmosphere was depressing.

An old man's eyes were a little hesitant, "Brother Luo, this move not only violated the taboo of the royal family, but also touched the Taiyi Sect's rebellion, in case..."

The Luo family ancestor looked calm, "Do we have a choice?" Either kill by the neck or gamble. ”

"If Master Wang suppresses the matter, then his reputation will collapse overnight, and it also proves that he is playing a game with the royal family, and we will leave the Shendu immediately and move overseas."

"If the prince takes this knife, then the face of the royal family will be damaged, and the prince will just laugh and talk, and if it drags on for a few years, we will be invincible."

said, with a sneer, "What kind of Zhouli dispute is there in Shanhai Academy, it is nothing more than to take the family to open the knife, if he takes this knife, I am afraid that he will not know that it is us." ”

"In this world, you come and go, do you really treat the old man as a fool!"

……

Nancheng, Mingshanfang.

"My lord, something is wrong!"

Xiao Zhongmou came in a hurry, and told the story with a solemn face.

Wang Xuan frowned slightly, strode outside the courtyard, and jumped onto the nearby high-rise building in a flash. Xiao Zhongmou and Tu Su Ziming also followed.

Wang Xuan turned the candle dragon eye, and also saw the ominous black smoke rising into the sky, and couldn't help but brow.

Xiao Zhongmou said in a deep voice: "I heard that there are still people gathering over there, and it has reached tens of thousands of people, although the cities have been closed, there are still many people who secretly run out, and they are not afraid of the Xiao cavalry at all." ”

Tu Su Ziming's face was stunned, "Are you crazy, is someone confused by magic?" ”

Xiao Zhongmou shook his head and said: "There are so many people, if someone is doing tricks, the Taiyi Sect has already noticed it, and now Guangyuan Zhenjun is still sitting in the Divine Capital, who would dare?" ”

"Brother Tu Su often lives in the deep mountains, and it is better to stabilize grain prices in Merge Prefecture and Qinzhou now, and the people in other places have long been boiling with resentment, and this evil fire has been held for too long, and it will eventually explode."

Tu Su Ziming's eyes were a little unbearable, "This is a taboo, if it is suppressed, the Taiyi Sect can have a way to eliminate it before the method of ghost sacrifice is formed..."

"I can't hold it down."

Wang Xuan's eyes were calm, "If it was before, the family lineage had absolute power, but now the government army is all people from all over the world, if it is suppressed everywhere, I am afraid that the government army will not be stable." ”

At this moment, Xiao Zhongmou and Tu Su Ziming suddenly had a numb scalp and looked to the side.

I saw that there was suddenly another person there, and the abyss was like a prison, it was Yan Guhong, the leader of the thieves.

"It's such a big fuss... Hahaha..."

A smile appeared on the corner of Yan Guhong's mouth.

Wang Xuan glanced at it, "Why is Yan Kuitou laughing?" ”

Yan Guhong mocked: "I laugh at the ignorance of the world, life is like an ant, being used by people without knowing it, a wildfire will be burned out and then it will disappear, and it will be prosperous again at this time next year." ”

"Righteousness, righteousness, and morality are all false feelings!"

Wang Xuan was silent after hearing this.

Yan Guhong glanced at it coldly, "Boy, what do you think, this fire is burning, the gluttonous army is estimated to be hanging, and your glory and wealth will also come to naught." ”

Wang Xuan's eyes were calm, "What Wang asked for was never glory and wealth, let alone being used as a fool, what do you want to do, Yan Kuitou?" ”

Yan Guhong sneered, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

Xiao Zhongmou's eyes were solemn, "My lord, what does he mean?" ”

Wang Xuan shook his head slightly, "It's just an opportunity to arch the fire, people like him don't care about the chaos in the world, he just wants to see the royal family's jokes and vent their evil anger." ”

After that, he looked in the direction of the imperial city, and there was some doubt in his eyes.

"Who is this knife for..."