In the center of Yanlin, there is a huge field of 300 acres square. In the past, this was a place specially used by the officials of the Great Song Dynasty to worship the heavens, but now it has become a place for ordinary people to set up stalls to watch plays and have fun. In the past few days, the three families of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism want to worship their ancestors here, so this place has been temporarily blocked.

The Liao soldiers who entered the city yesterday put everyone in the city in danger, and everyone in Luyue Academy didn't know why. At present, there are two armies stationed in Beimang, one is the elite division of the Liao State, which is composed of all Liao people, and this army is under the direct jurisdiction of the Liao State. The other is the city guard composed of Han and Liao people, this group of troops is headed by Zhang Boxiong and jointly managed by the Liao State. But looking at this posture in Yanlin City, it should be the army personally sent by the Liao State.

From Yanlinchangping, there are four avenues that extend to the east, west, north and south respectively. I saw that it was now nearly noon, and the group of people who were pressed by the black pressure were striding towards the field from the Xianlong Avenue in the east.

Led by Zhao Juejiang and the other two Sword Ruin Sword Masters, the three of them were followed by one hundred and two tall Sword Ruin Immortals. This sacrifice to the heavens has nothing to do with their sword ruins, they are just here to protect them. In previous years, the Hundred Flowers Festival was definitely the biggest prosperous era on the rivers and lakes. In addition to the three schools of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism in the world, there will be 867 sects and 36,000 scattered cultivators gathered in Yanlin Field. Not only that, but even the Song Dynasty officials, who are high above and are the co-masters of the world, will personally come here to watch the ceremony. In order to avoid accidents, the Sword Ruins assumed the responsibility of guarding the Hundred Flowers Sacrifice Ceremony.

This year's Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony is too shabby, not to mention the scattered cultivation of other sects. Even today's protagonists, the three schools of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism, combined, are not more than 2,000 people.

Behind everyone in the Sword Ruins, Uncle Tai, the abbot of Hui Robbery, and the three of them walked side by side. Purple-robed Taoist priests, white-clothed students, and monks holding Zen sticks lined up in three phalanxes and walked slowly.

The last to follow were the two groups of people from Fei'e Palace and Jiuyang Peak. After that night, these two groups of people felt uncomfortable with each other, so the two teams leaned on the side and tried to stay away from each other.

Juguan looked a little worried in front of him: "Uncle Dean, the Liao soldiers are not coming at us, right?"

Uncle Tai teased tiredly: "What's the matter?

Judah shook his head and said, "I am indeed afraid, but I am not afraid of them, but I don't know what their purpose is." I can't guard against it, so I'm naturally a little afraid. ”

Uncle Tai smiled tiredly: "Juguan Lord is too worried, as long as we don't do anything out of the ordinary, the Liao soldiers will not act easily." The division is unknown, and what they are going to offend is the entire Beimang rivers and lakes. For Liao, the gains outweigh the losses. ”

Lord Juguan nodded and said, "Uncle Dean, what you say is reasonable. What does Master Hui Zheng think?"

"Amitabha, the old man and the dean of the uncle see the same. As soon as the abbot finished speaking, he heard under the altar in front of the center of the field, a white-faced and beardless old man pulled a slender male duck and shouted: "The disciples of the three sects have returned to their positions, one is to invite the Buddha Shakyamuni! the second is to invite the Heavenly Master Zhang Daoling! the third is to invite the Confucian saint Confucius! the third ancestor, go down to earth!"

After that, the old man kowtowed three times in a row to the altar where the three ancestors were enshrined.

This old man is an old senior eunuch who has served three generations of officials in the palace, and he also presided over the ceremony of sacrificing the Hundred Flowers Festival in previous years. Seven years ago, the royal family of the Song Dynasty was defeated and retreated to Beimang, but the old eunuch did not follow, and stayed in Yanlin to preside over the annual ceremony of sacrificing to the sky.

After the old man knelt down, he walked to the side, sat on the ground, and said to himself, "Hey... It seems that our family will not be able to preside over this ceremony next year......" After saying that, he then shouted to the three people who were standing at the entrance of Xianlong Street: "Uncle Tai, come and pay respects!"

After the uncle bowed to the old eunuch, he shouted loudly: "Disciple of the academy, follow me to pay homage to Sage Kong!"

Dong Ping mingled among the disciples of the academy, and he muttered, "It's time to come...... too" It wasn't until someone pushed him behind him that he smiled and walked forward with the team.

Just as Uncle Tai was tired of drawing incense, a chant suddenly surged down from the air, and its sound was like a majestic wave, unconsciously slapping the solemn city under everyone's feet.

"Uncle is tired, you don't deserve this pillar of incense!"

Zhao Juejiang's eyes flickered, and he said coldly: "Sword Ruins Lords, prepare for war!"

In an instant, the sound of the sword unsheathed was endless.

The majestic voice came again: "Sword Master Zhao, don't be so nervous, the deity is not here to fight!" As soon as the voice fell, I saw a large black wooden coffin flying from a distance. On top of the coffin sat another person, who had a majestic face, wore a golden crown on his head, and wore a golden robe that reflected the dazzling sunlight, so that people did not dare to look directly.

Zhao Juejiang put away the Cold Shadow Sword and said lightly: "Mei Huangyu, what are you doing?"

Most people are a little unfamiliar when they hear this name, but the ancestors of the rivers and lakes such as the abbot of Huizai know it. Mei Huangyu, a somewhat feminine name, is placed on everyone's heads, although this majestic, somewhat domineering man looks a little out of place. But his other title is resounding in the 36 states of Beimang.

The Five Elements Rudder, the Helmsman!

Mei Huangyu sat in the coffin and fell down, and the huge coffin of about thousands of catties fell to the ground, but there was no trace of flying dust, which is enough to show that Mei Huangyu has a strong control over the true qi.

"Since the deity came to Yanlin single-handedly today, it is enough to show that the deity is not here to fight. Mei Huangyu said, the flying thick eyebrows were still stirring.

Uncle Tai tiredly held the three long incense sticks in his hand, and said lightly: "If Lord Mei Helm wants to watch the ceremony, then this hospital welcomes it." "After that, Uncle Tai is tired of taking a small step forward, and he will insert the long incense into the incense burner.

As soon as Mei Huangyu slapped the coffin board, a burst of energy rushed towards Uncle Tai. Uncle Tai's tired expression was indifferent, he flicked his sleeves, and rolled up a whirlwind, entangled Mei Huangyu's strength. But then a sudden change occurred, and several sharp long needles condensed by true qi shot out from the energy.

"There is a needle hidden in the cotton!" Although Uncle Tai was surprised, he had already made a move. A mighty aura gushed out from Uncle Tai's tired palm, pressing down on the long needles with overwhelming momentum.

Smack!

I only heard a few crisp sounds one after another, and in an instant, all the long needles were shattered.

Huang Meiyu laughed endlessly when he saw this, and he clapped his hands again and again: "Uncle Tai's Haoran righteousness chapter is really practiced to the extreme, and the deity admires it." ”

Uncle Tai looked at Changxiang, who had just been hit by the true qi of the two people, and said with a serious expression: "Master Mei, what do you mean?"

At the same time, the teachers and students behind Uncle Tai all glared at Mei Huangyu and stepped forward in unison.

Zhao Juejiang shouted: "All retreat! Today is a big day for the three families of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism, and you can't rashly use force." This matter is left to me to solve the problem. As soon as Zhao Juejiang's words fell, seven bright long swords were already on Mei Huangyu's neck.

Mei Huangyu shrugged with a smile and said, "The deity has already said that I am not here to fight. Uncle Tai, you asked the deity what he meant, and the deity had already said that you are not qualified to be on this pillar of incense!"

As soon as Mei Huangyu's words fell, the sound of horses' hooves sounded from the entrance of Xianlong Street, and after a while, Xiao Shanming and Feng Yushu, who were in the dust, hurriedly walked over with the students of the academy who had returned to the city.

Everyone knelt on one knee in front of Uncle Tai, Feng Yushu raised his head and said, "Dean, the student is late to come back." ”

Uncle Tai looked at Feng Yushu tiredly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He nodded, "It's not too late, just in time." After that, Xiao Shanming raised his head and saw Huang Meiyu who was being held to his neck with a sword by the people of the Sword Ruins, and couldn't help but say angrily: "Dean!

Uncle Tai interrupted Xiao Shanming tirelessly, and said lightly: "If you have anything to say, say it slowly." ”

Xiao Shanming swallowed and said, "Two days ago, Feng Yushu and I drove a group of bandits to the bandits' cottage, but found an inhuman-looking old man who had been tortured by them. The old man was covered in iron nails, and he was miserable. After discussing with Feng Yushu, I decided to take the old man Hui Yanlin first and ask the seniors to heal him. But I didn't expect that on the way back to Yanzhou, I was robbed by this person!"

Huang Meiyu laughed when he heard this: "Yes, and the person who was robbed by the deity is in the coffin under the deity's ass at this time." ”

Uncle Tai frowned, as if he was considerate.

Mei Huangyu raised his hands upwards and flicked the long sword around his neck. He turned his neck and said with a smile: "You two don't think that the deity is idle and wants to rob a wasted person, just because the deity knows that if he is brought to Luyue Academy by you, it will definitely be a dead end." ”

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar.

Feng Yushu stood up and said angrily: "Nonsense! My fellow teachers and disciples of Luyue Academy are all benevolent people who have studied the books of sages and sages, and the other seniors who live in the academy are also chivalrous people, who would hurt a miserable innocent old man!"

Uncle Tai was tired of hearing this, stepped forward and patted Feng Yushu on the shoulder, and said to Huang Meiyu: "Lord Huang Helm, you said that the person in the coffin is qualified to put this pillar of incense on behalf of this courtyard, and you also said that the old man will be worried about his life when he comes to Luyue Academy. This hospital is also very curious about the identity of the person in the coffin. ”

Huang Meiyu jumped off the coffin after hearing this, and as soon as he lifted the lid of the coffin, a thin old man with a trembling body and no skin came out of it.

"Everyone, please see, this person believes that the abbot of Hui Zheng knows it, the master of Zhao Jian knows, and the dean of the uncle is not to mention. ”

At this time, only a muffled sound was heard, and Uncle Tai was tired and fell to his knees. His body trembled so badly that tears flowed out for a while.

"Division Commander ......"

Zhao Juejiang's eyes were slightly cold, his lips moved slightly, and he spit out three words: "Jin Wuwei." ”

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