Jianzhuyuan big sacrificial wine, Confucian famous house, exhibition Baiyang.

Guangjue, a monk who entered the Tao with martial arts, is already a first-class figure in the world. Elder of the Jade Emperor Guantiangang, who could sit opposite Xiahou Mo, didn't even raise his eyelids when he saw Guangjue. And when Zhan Baiyang, who had been ill for a long time, slowly arrived on a four-wheeled vehicle, this elder frowned, as if he was facing a great enemy!

The difference is clear at a glance.

Xiahou Mo didn't understand. He knew better than anyone the identity of the old Taoist in front of him - Tianxian Zi, one of the thirty-six Tiangang of the Jade Emperor Temple.

Under the Jade Emperor's view of the Lord, there are four heavenly masters in charge of everything, and then the next layer is the famous Thirty-six Tiangang. These thirty-six Chenggang masters, any one of them stomps their feet, can make the Central Plains tremble!

In the Central Plains cultivation world, the status of the Jade Emperor Concept can be said to be supreme. In comparison, the three major sword sects of Jianchuan only have a few cultivators or two, and they can only be regarded as half an immortal sect. But...... Why is the great sacrificial wine of Jianzhuyuan, one of the three major sword gates, can make one of the thirty-six Tiangang in the hall frightened Ruosi?

Xiahou Mo couldn't figure it out, and said softly: "...... teacher"

"Shh......h Silence. Tian Xianzi waved his hand, his expression was still solemn.

It wasn't until Zhan Baiyang's four-wheeled vehicle disappeared into the gate of Chi Yunguan that Tian Xianzi stretched his eyebrows, let out a long breath, shook his head slightly, and said, "Zhan Baiyang actually came in person, things are not good......

"Uncle Shi......" Xiahou Mo wondered, "This exhibition ...... What is the origin of Bai Yang, and it is worthy of such fear?"

He wanted to call "Zhan Sick Cat", but he looked uncertain, so he had to swallow the word sick cat.

Tian Xianzi didn't say much, and only spit out four words: "The legend of the Confucian saint." ”

"Hiss-" This time it was Xiahou Mo's turn to take cold air.

Confucianism does not respect ghosts and gods, and only talks about the princes of heaven and earth. Among them, "teacher", in addition to his own teacher, often refers to the "holy teacher", that is, the founder of Confucianism - Qiu Wenxiu of Heaven and Earth Wenzong.

If you use the same level of masters in the three sects as an analogy, Qiu Wenxiu can be placed on the same level as the Jade Emperor, which is tantamount to a god. It's just that Confucianism doesn't respect the gods, so practitioners call him "Confucian Sage".

The weight of the Confucian saint's inheritance can be seen from this!

"Uncle Shi...... How could he succumb to Jianchuan?" Xiahou Mo asked in disbelief. In his opinion, small places such as Jianchuan City and Jianzhuyuan can't let go of this great god at all!

"He's hurt. The geography of Jianchuan is suitable for him to heal, so he never moves lightly. Tian Xianzi explained succinctly, and then sighed, "It's good that he is seriously injured and difficult to recover, otherwise...... Decades later, maybe it's the second Ke Zhengyu. ”

"Hiss-" Xiahou Mo immediately took a second breath of cold air.

Ke Zhengyu, this name is more shocking than "Confucian Sage".

Confucian sage Qiu Wenxiu, for contemporary people, after all, is just an ethereal ancient legend, just like mentioning the Jade Emperor, although the Taoist priests are respectful, but there will not be much fear. Because the emperor was far away, the gods of the heavenly court were very busy, and they were not in the mood to throw lightning at the head of the little Taoist.

But Ke Zhengyu is different.

Hundreds of years ago, it was this person who slashed Yunping Mountain with a sword and drew out the Sword River.

And these are just the stories that ordinary people know.

In fact, that brilliant sword qi not only changed the appearance of Middle-earth and changed the situation of the nations, but also cut a gap in Yunping Mountain, so that the Daomen who lived in Western Qin had to divide their troops to garrison this place to fight against the demons and monsters that might invade at any time.

That's the eternal pain of the Jade Emperor Concept!

The second Ke Zhengyu ...... What a terrible existence that is!

After the shock, Xiahou Mo couldn't help but continue to think: such a person, who hurt him, and why did he come here in person?

Tian Xianzi was an old man, and he could obviously see Xiahou Mo's doubts, and explained in a low voice: "It is said that Zhan Baiyang was injured in the East China Sea defense line of Tai'an Xue Palace, and he asked famous doctors all over the place, but he was still helpless, and he had to recuperate in Jianchuan. He came here in person, definitely not to see Yu Qingyue off!Hmph......"

I have to say that the heart of a villain is the belly of a gentleman......

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The personal arrival of Bai Yang at the Jianzhuyuan Grand Festival Wine Exhibition shocked Chi Yun's audience, and it was not weaker than Tian Xianzi and Xiahou Mo who were hiding in the restaurant.

Such distinguished guests, Wei Chongshan, the dean outside the lark gate, must receive them in person, and it is needless to say that they have a greeting when they meet.

Wei Chongshan even felt that it was a bit frivolous for the Skylark Sect to only send himself to preside over this funeral - compared to Zhan Baiyang, who had a deep background and a noble identity, he Wei Chongshan was not enough to see!

However, Wei Chongshan was able to take charge of the outer courtyard of the Skylark Gate, and he was naturally old and sophisticated. He calmed down, thought about it quietly, and understood the trick: the trial of the Martial King was very noisy, especially the legendary wind and thunder [***] sword formation, which was extremely wonderful, and Zhan Baiyang was afraid that the drunkard did not mean to drink!

The Skylark Gate also expected that the situation of this trip was complicated, and sending higher-level figures would only become the target of public criticism, so he invited Wei Chongshan to take a trip in a proper manner. Even, in order to maintain a consistent good relationship with all forces, the high-level of the sect has decided to give up this trial to compete for the opportunity, and after the Mid-Autumn Festival, they will directly trade with the Martial King.

As for hemorrhage or something...... Anyway, sell more pills, and you can always earn it back!

However, in the face of Zhan Baiyang, Wei Zhenren also felt a lot of pressure! So, he decisively decided to speed up the funeral process, finish work early, and go home early. Cultivators, let's talk about it freely, in terms of details, don't be so careful!

Since Yu Qingyue only had clothes to enter the grave, the funeral ceremony was simple. The funeral process is not complicated, and the filial sons and grandsons are served by the merchant brothers, holding the soul banner to lead the way. Taoism is quiet and quiet, and the funeral is simple. But the atmosphere of mourning is not a small amount.

The funeral procession was mighty, Bai Yang personally escorted the team at the Great Sacrifice Wine Exhibition of Jianzhuyuan, and Guangjue, the first monk of the Panruo Hall of the Casting Temple, personally accompanied him, and the team of hundreds of people was silent.

There was no noisy discussion, no gongs, drums and bells, only low footsteps, walking with the coffin.

The soul-attracting banner of the merchant brothers is displayed in the front with the wind, and pieces of yellow paper are scattered all over the sky, gradually forming a dignified atmosphere.

This is the last ride of an old hero.

Even if the people who saw them off had their own thoughts, even if the Taoist demeanor was simple, even if there was only one pair of clothes in the coffin, it reminded people of the chivalrous life of the fairy dust crane shadow.

In particular, such a famous peak of martial arts in the Sword River finally fought against the evil cultivators of the Blood Sacrifice Desert Village, and died a vigorous death!

The send-offs, who were silent, sighed in silence.

The team traveled all the way north to the deserted sword mound on the west side of the Sword River.

Here, it used to be a courtyard of Ji Dongling, the king of Wuwu, which was abandoned sixty years ago, and was used as a sword mound to bury Ji Dongling's sword. Later, it became the tomb of the descendants of King Wuwu.

Enjoying this cemetery may be a lifelong wish for Yu Qingyue.

The Yin Mansion has long been ready to stop, just waiting for the coffin to be buried. Before covering the soil, everyone made a final condolence.

The merchant brothers, as the descendants of the King of Martial Arts, took the lead in bowing. followed by Yan Li, Han Xi and others, and then Bian Que Pavilion and others, as well as Yu Qingyue's old friends in the rivers and lakes during his lifetime.

Guangjue stepped forward after everyone, without saying a word, and retreated with three pillars of incense, reciting a scripture from afar as a memorial.

Buddhism and Taoism are different after all, and it is inconvenient for him to say much else.

A moment before covering the soil, I only heard Zhan Baiyang on the four-wheeled vehicle say: "Let's allow Baiyang to serve three glasses of wine!"

When the mourners heard this, they were all surprised: what an honor it was to let the lord of the Sword and Bamboo Garden personally serve wine.

Under the gaze of everyone, Zhan Baiyang drove a four-wheeled vehicle, came to the grave, and sprinkled water and wine:

"The first cup, respecting the king's chivalrous bones, full of mighty air through the ages. ”

"The second cup, respect for the monarch and loyalty, the blue blood pill will go down in history. ”

"The third cup, respect the heroes and martyrs, and fight the demons and evil spirits. ”

"Three glasses of water and wine, may you be immortal. Zhan Baiyang swore on this day: Southern Xinjiang evil cultivation blood sacrifice to living beings, heaven does not tolerate it, I will punish it!"

This is the most direct statement of the three major sword gates on the bloody case of the deserted village in the Zhongyuan Festival. The Great Sacrifice Wine of Jianzhuyuan personally spoke, representing the attitude of the entire Confucian Sect towards this matter: not only the perpetrators of the crime that night, but all the evil cultivators in southern Xinjiang who had performed blood sacrifices would be included in the must-kill list.

Guangjue also followed up with his statement: "Amitabha, there is no way to cultivate evil, and there are thousands of living beings. My Buddha is merciful, and I can't bear to suffer from the suffering, so I can only open this killing ring!"

The attitude of Buddhism is the same as that of Confucianism, and it is not surprising that there is such a major right and wrong. But people with sober minds can't help but suddenly realize at this time that there is no one from Tianfeng Temple!

Yu Qingyue was born in the Taoist Sect, and the Skylark Gate was even more of a great faction of the Immortal Family, why did no one come to his funeral, Tianfengguan? Moreover, both Confucianism and Buddhism had heavyweights present, and they even expressed their stance on the spot, wanting to avenge Yu Qingyue and seek justice for the villagers who were killed, what was Tianfengguan's position?

Isn't Tianfengguan going to get involved in this?

This doesn't make sense!

Regardless of whether Yu Qingyue and Tianfengguan have grievances, just the tragedy of hundreds of villagers being killed, how can the three major sword gates not ask?

Instantly, there was a lot of talk around the cemetery.

But the ceremony was not disturbed. The merchant brothers personally shoveled the soil, piled up a new grave for Yu Qingyue, and erected a stone monument in the midst of everyone's discussions.

The stele is clearly engraved with large characters painted with silver hooks and iron:

Fengbi Yu Qingyue's tomb - Ji Dongling stands respectfully.

Ji Dongling.

Ji Dongling, King of Martial Arts.

Sixty years ago, the famous and famous King Ji Dongling.

The merchant class is a descendant of King Wu, and Yu Qingyue Han Tieyi is a trilogy of King Wu, maybe few people know, but the name Ji Dongling is absolutely like thunder!

The wind howled for thousands of miles, sweeping the heavens and the earth endlessly, and the thunder, shocked Kyushu, and asked with a smile who dared to take the pass.

Who doesn't know this sentence, and who doesn't know it? Especially those present are all seniors and masters who have seen and heard a lot of information on the rivers and lakes!

Didn't Ji Dongling, the king of the martial arts, go mad 60 years ago and was killed by the Daomen with the leadership of the people? How can a person who has already died for a long time erect a monument for the new dead?

If King Wuwu is still alive, doesn't that mean that there is another article in the battle of Daomen to punish demons back then? It may even be that he killed a dissident, and was even killed by Ji Dongling?

If this is the case, the King of Martial Arts and the Daomen are a deep feud in the sea of blood!

No wonder Tianfengguan didn't send anyone here, originally the relationship between the two sides was endless.

In other words, the so-called bloody sacrifice in the deserted village was not a simple evil cult, but a ......

Thinking of this, the people in the rivers and lakes present didn't dare to think about it. The result was so shocking that I was afraid that even thinking about it would kill you.

Zhan Baiyang and Guangjue couldn't help but freeze their eyes when they saw the stone tablet and then saw the reactions of everyone around them.

A stone tablet, a name, can make the situation fluctuate so far.

What a good means!

If Tianfeng Guan doesn't respond, I'm afraid he won't be able to maintain the status of the three major sword gates!

At this moment, a sudden strong wind blew around, blowing away the misty clouds and mist, revealing a clear and clear sky at dusk in autumn.

Immediately after, there was a thunderclap in the clear sky.

"Click-boom-boom-"

In the deafening thunder, a burst of rain fell in the clear blue and cloudless sky.

The scope of Ganlin is not large, only around the sword mound, and in the dripping rain, there is the sweetness of water and wine.

After listening to the thunderstorm, a clear voice sounded in the air:

"Three cups of sake to make Ganlin, send you all the way to Qingyun - Yu Daoyou just go all the way, Xing Jiujiao will not allow demons to run wild!"

Tianfeng watched Xing Jiujiu, the master, and spoke out in person.

The mana of the three cups of sake turned into a clear sky and sweet rain, and the magical power of spreading words and voices from a distance of dozens of miles, all show the demeanor of the world's masters, and more clearly indicate the position of Tianfengguan.

No matter what follow-up conjectures the people who heard about this, Tianfengguan's actions were beyond reproach.

Yan Li, who was standing next to the grave, had a smile on the corner of her mouth: the three sects condemned the evil cultivators at the same time, which means that a new situation of planning has finally opened.

Yu senior, Yu senior, when you shape a ghost body and return to the world, you will definitely have a good life in front of your own grave! )