Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

Qian Yunong was shocked, and the chains on his body shattered.

Zhang Yaohui's complexion changed, and the long sword fell without hesitation.

"when--"

A golden aura blocked the sword's edge from Qian Yunong's body.

A piece of talisman flashed around him.

Zhang Yaohui lowered his face and snorted: "How is it possible, where did this amulet come from?"

Not only was Qian Yunong covered in Confucianism and Taoism, his Cultivation Base was sealed, but all his personal belongings were also sealed. Where did he get the talisman?

Qian Yunong didn't look back, just looked at Han Muye: "You said that the door will be shot righteously at Guanjiangkou, you guessed it right."

"However, I encountered twelve groups of fishing boats along the way, and each time they gave me a few amulets."

"You didn't expect this kind of thing, did you?"

Han Muye turned his head and looked at Qian Yunong.

"You've thought about it, it is a serious crime to commit an official and escape privately."

"You really want to cut yourself off from Tianxuan?"

Tianxuan, Zhongzhou, this is the world of Confucianism and Taoism.

Betrayal of Confucianism and Taoism has never had a good end.

"Besides legal principles, it's nothing but human affection. This official is the officiant for the former little brother, and it's not too much to have a glass of water and wine?" Qian Yunong chuckled, straightened his clothes, and walked forward slowly.

As long as he leaves this big ship, he is out of the control of the dynasty.

In front of countless people, Daomen successfully rescued a criminal.

This and other things are really a slap in the face for the dynasty's rule.

Today, if Qian Yunong escapes, the eight counties in the southeast will be infiltrated by Taoism.

Above the big boat, Zhang Yaohui flew up, and in his hand the Xuanyang Sword with a dark blade, slashed down.

But this sword still couldn't break the talisman flow on Qian Yunong's body.

Aura flashed, Zhang Yaohui was shocked by the light of the talisman, and hit the cabin.

The cabin porch behind him shattered instantly.

Qian Yunong turned his head and looked at Zhang Yaohui.

"Zhang Dutong, you should send a call for help."

"Lu Yang, the commander of Xuanyang Weisan County, is now in Dongshan County. You still haven't asked for help?"

Lu Yang, the commander of the three counties!

Zhang Yaohui's face instantly turned pale.

"You, you are plotting Lord Lu Yang!"

His words made Qian Yunong laugh.

With his hands behind his back, Qian Yunong moved forward step by step.

"This official has a head, but for him, Lu Yang's road was damaged, and Dongshan County's momentum collapsed. It's worth it."

Qian Yunong's footsteps stopped at the end of the deck.

"Lu Yang, if you don't come again, this official is really going to be the officiant!"

Qian Yunong shouted towards the water in front of him.

"boom--"

In the distance, on the water surface of Guanjiangkou, a blood-colored beam of light rose into the sky.

A 30-year-old young man in black armor with a black sword hanging from his waist stepped on the waves and leaped a thousand feet.

The surging blood-colored Killing intent shattered the clouds in the sky.

The roaring cloud dragon sobbed before the Killing intent beam and didn't dare to raise his head.

The young man standing above Yunlong's head gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

Below, the surging phoenix-tailed carp seemed to be extremely frightened, and kept sinking, dropping the woman in wedding dress she was holding back to the surface.

Lu Yang, the commander of Xuanyang Weisan County.

Butcher Lu.

Lu Yuzhou's eldest grandson.

The one from the Lu family who abandoned Confucianism and embraced martial arts.

Qian Yunong stood at the bow of the boat, clenching his fists tightly.

The name of Lu Yang's butcher was killed.

Dare to kill.

Can kill.

No less than ten Jin sergeants died under his sword.

Not bad for Qian Yunong.

In the void, one after another figure appeared.

"Shi Yuanzi, head of the Xia Dang Yun Dao sect, today is my Sect's great rejoicing. Commander Lu is better not to see blood."

Aura surged from his body, and the coercive purple-robed Daoist spoke in a low voice.

"I have always been concerned about the affairs of the dynasty, but today, I hope to give up." The person who spoke was thin, holding a jasper Duster in his hand, and there was a twinkle in his eyes.

Great cultivator.

Everyone today is a major repair of the heavens.

Which one of those standing in the void is not a Daoist major repairer?

In the eight counties in the southeast, the Taoist gates are respected.

The suppression of the figure in the void made Qian Yunong a little relieved.

At least he's not an outcast.

He also knew that Butcher Lu was not a lunatic.

If Lu Yang dared to kill him today, he would be torn apart with the Daomen of the Eight Southeast Counties.

With so many Daoist masters here today, even if they don't kill Lu Yang, they can force him to let go of the Cultivation Base's suppression, and even seriously injure him.

Lu Yang walked on the waves, his aura was like that of a swordsman from the East China Sea, gathering step by step.

Before the big ship, the strength of his body had already been condensed to the extreme, like a suppressed volcano, just waiting for a fire.

Standing on the top of the waves, Lu Yang's eyes swept over Qian Yunong.

Qian Yunong's face turned pale, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, but he didn't say a word.

Above the sky, the aura has been connected into one piece.

As long as Lu Yang dared to draw his sword, there would be a thunderous blow in the sky.

On the surface of the water, the waves had already surged several dozen feet above the embankment.

As long as the waves lose their shackles, the water will spread for thousands of miles immediately.

Within a radius of thousands of miles, there is a swamp country.

Countless people's lives will be turned into fish food.

Of course, Lu Yang, who took the shot, was to bear the guilt.

All eyes fell on Lu Yang.

Without the sword, his reputation as the butcher of Lu Yang lost most of the reputation he had gathered for half his life.

Without taking out his sword, he watched the criminal official Qian Yunong leave in front of him and was kidnapped under the rule of Dongshan County.

This is an unbearable guilt for him, Lu Yang, and the Lu family.

Out of the sword, invincible.

Ten thousand people's grievances, and the power of ten great cultivators, ten Lu Yangs might not be able to stop them.

Standing behind Qian Yunong, Zhang Yaohui had his face ashen ashes, holding a long sword and kneeling on one knee.

"Lord Lu, you are incompetent."

Qian Yunong grinned and whispered, "Butcher Lu, hehe, Butcher Lu..."

Lu Yang's hand was on the hilt of the sword.

At this moment, in the river in the sky, all his attention was on his palm.

This sword may change the pattern of the eight southeastern counties!

Lu Yang raised his footsteps, stepped out one step, and landed on the deck.

Qian Yunong closed his eyes.

On the deck, all the Xuanyang guards fell to their knees and bowed their heads.

In the sky, all the auras condensed into substance.

"Lu Yang pays respects to his uncle."

On the deck, Lu Yang's hand released the hilt of the sword, cupped fist, and bowed.

Han Muye turned his head, looked at Lu Yang, and said, "Your father would let you call him that?"

Lu Chen has been talking about different things.

All are brothers.

Lu Yang lowered his head, twitched the corner of his mouth, and said in a low voice, "The elders are orderly, and my grandfather said that I can't listen to my father's nonsense."

After he finished speaking, he cupped fist again and said, "The elders are on the side, Lu Yang should follow the teachings carefully. I will ask my uncle to make decisions about today's affairs."

Han Muye laughed and looked at Lu Yang: "What decision do you want me to make?"

Lu Yang raised his head, looked at Han Muye, and said solemnly, "Please tell my uncle how much to kill and how to kill."

Until this time, in the heavens and the earth, everyone has not recovered.

The conversation between Han Muye and Lu Yang was completely like speaking from heaven.

Zhang Yaohui, who was half-kneeling on the deck, looked blank and looked up at Han Muye and Lu Yang.

Qian Yunong turned his head slowly with a dull look on his face.

In the void, the aura that was originally condensed is about to collapse and become messy.

Lu Yang's elder?

On the big boat ahead, Xiao Chu and Jia Yang looked at each other.

They have looked up to Han Muye's identity infinitely.

But they still dare not think.

Looking at nothing to do, the young and unusually young Mr. Muye turned out to be the commander of the three counties, the elder of Lu Yang, the butcher, or his uncle?

Lu Yang's grandfather was the semi-sacred Lu Yuzhou, the deputy head of the Imperial City Academy.

This Power's brother, why is he also a Grand Great Master?

Confucianism and Taoism Grand Great Master, can today's situation be broken?

do not know.

Even if a Grand Great Master can't suppress the situation today, there will be many variables in the overall situation today.

For a time, the expressions of countless people above the sky sank.

Mu Wan turned her head to look at Han Muye.

She knew that she couldn't see through Senior Brother Han.

However, the current Senior Brother Han is getting farther and farther away from him.

It's the kind of far you can't catch up with.

Even if it is close at hand, I feel that I can only look up and watch him walk away for the rest of my life.

"Hmph, today is the great rejoicing of the Dangyun Daoist faction. Even if the Grand Master of Confucianism and Daoism comes, it can't break the rules of my Southeast Daoist sect."

"If anyone dares to make a move today, he will be with all the sects in the southeast of my life."

In the sky, Daoist, who was holding the Jasper Duster in his hand, took a step forward, the aura all over his body matched the surrounding halo, and he spoke in a deep voice.

It's hard to ride a tiger.

When Lu Yang was forced out, they couldn't turn back.

Today, if we cannot overcome the general trend of Confucianism and Taoism and the dynasty, then the Taoist gates of the eight southeastern counties will become scattered again.

Instead of looking at the sky, Han Muye looked at Lu Yang: "I'm curious, why are they blocking your way?"

Butcher Lu's name resounded throughout Zhongzhou, and these Daoist people were fed up and wanted to confront Lu Yang head-on. "In the words of Uncle Ancestor, the war in the No Resentment World is anxious, and reinforcements are urgently needed."

"The world of no resentment, enlightened by incense."

No Complaint Realm.

Incense becomes enlightened.

Everything works.

That No Resentment Realm was conquered by Tianxuan, and could only turn against Tianxuan Daomen.

Those who can become the reinforcements of the Profound Sky Army are all those who form their own way, and the Cultivation Base suppresses them to the extreme and then makes breakthroughs.

Qian Yiming broke the suppression in the Wan Yao secret realm, and now Lu Yang is the only one who can lead the reinforcements to the expedition.

If Lu Yang breaks through the suppression today, then there is a lack of Dao, and even if he leads the army, he will not be able to suppress everything.

Han Muye nodded and looked at the sky: "Collaborate with the world without resentment and divide the power of Tianxuan Dao, it should be killed."

"If you are in the Taoist sect, if you don't think about quiet cultivation, and disturb the mortal order, you should be killed."

"Gathering a crowd to create chaos, relying on the general trend and overpowering mortals, ruining the profound affairs of the Sky, and having a vicious mind, you should be killed."

Han Muye said that he should be killed, and Lu Yang's face was filled with joy.

With three sentences to kill, Lu Yang was already smiling.

"Lu Yang followed the orders of his uncle and destroyed the Taoist gates in the eight southeastern counties."

Three sentences should be killed, and the entire Daomen of the eight counties will be slaughtered!

The two people in front of them really took the thousands of cultivators from the eight southeastern counties seriously?

Although the Confucian and Taoist dynasties suppressed Tianxuan, they had not yet reached the point where they could slaughter the Taoist sect in one word!

Even in the voice of Wen Mo, he would not dare to make such a rhetoric!

In the void, the clouds surged.

Lu Yang's words have been exported, so this battle is inevitable.

If you want to fight, you will live and die!

Whether the general trend of Daomen declines or rises is decided today!

Han Muye looked at Lu Yang.

This guy is really killing intent.

"Your father asked you to come to find me, and you just whitened your teeth?"

Han Muye opened his mouth with a smile.

Lu Yang grinned, holding a large golden seal in both hands.

Dongshan County, County Shou Seal.

"To destroy the Daomen of the eight counties, Guang Luyang alone is not enough."

"I have to ask my uncle to help."

Lu Yang held the big seal in both hands and bowed to Han Muye.

The seal of the county governor, dare to send it like this?

This is the authority over heaven and earth!

In the sky, many Taoist powerhouses have changed expressions on their faces.

If it was said that there were layers of conspiracy in the Taoist sect to force Lu Yang to come, what I see now is the first attempt of Dongshan County.

If this county guardian seal is lost, the authority of Dongshan County will be turned into nothingness.

At that time, even if Daomen went to Dongshan County to grab the power, Tianxuan Heavenly Dao would also agree.

The fighting spirit rises from the powerhouses of the floating and sinking Taoist sects.

But the other powerhouses behind him were apprehensive.

No one really wants to fight the dynasty to the death.

The situation today is out of control.

Han Muye reached for the golden seal.

The Killing intent flashed in Lu Yang's eyes, he pressed the hilt of the sword with his hand, and turned around to draw the sword to kill.

"Wait a moment."

Han Muye's voice sounded.

Holding the big seal in his hand, Han Muye took a few steps forward, looked at the water, and said lightly, "Today, I will first be a witness."

As his voice fell, a long sword flew out from the river in front.

The long sword was three feet long, covered with mud and water, and mottled with rust.

This is an ordinary sword.

It is the kind of long sword worn by ordinary Confucian scholars.

Scholar's sword, this trend started from Bailu Mountain.

The long sword was horizontally on the water, and a faint phantom appeared on it.

"Qi Ziyu?"

Lu Yang was stunned for a moment.

"It's Master Qi!" Someone on the bank of the river whispered.

"How could this be? Master Qi managed Liuyu River and sat in Guanjiangkou for three years. Didn't he rise high?"

"Master Qi is a good official. The embankment along the river was built by the adults with everyone."

Lu Yang lowered his face and snorted: "Qi Ziyu, when you abandoned your office and left Dongshan County, why did you only have a remnant of your soul at the bottom of the Guanjiangkou?"

"Who hurt you?"

On Lu Yang, the tyrannical aura seemed to explode.

"You do your best for Dongshan County, and if someone dares to kill you, it means that you are an enemy of Dongshan County, an enemy of the dynasty, and an enemy of Tianxuan. Even if Lu Yang is cut off, he will avenge you!"

The figure of Qi Ziyu bowed to Lu Yang, his mouth moved lightly, but there was no sound.

He bowed to Han Muye again, and although he had no words, he could see the mouth shape of "Meet the Chief of the Mountain".

It's just that outsiders can't notice.

"Ziyu..."

Above the water, the woman wearing a red robe and a phoenix crown was pale and her eyes were full of tears.

"They said, as long as I, I promise, they will let you go."

The woman stepped forward with a sad expression on her face. She wanted to reach out to grab the figure of Qingpao, but she was empty.

Qi Ziyu looked at the woman with concern on her face, but there was no sound in her mouth.

Above the river, the two figures were weeping.

A remnant soul, a red robe.

Lu Yang turned his head and looked at Han Muye.

Han Muye's eyes fell on the two figures.

In his mind, a picture flashed.

This is what he discovered at the bottom of the river when he probed with the power of the soul just now.

On that sword, there is a residual unwilling soul.

"Qi Ziyu, a student of Bailu Mountain Academy, was ordered to come to Dongshan County three years ago, and was arranged by the county governor to be stationed at Guanjiangkou."

"Qi Ziyu built river embankments, diverted water and built canals to benefit the people."

"By chance, Qi Ziyu rescued the anchovy fish demon Fengjiu who was traced back to the source."

"Feng Jiu transforms into shape and repays with her body."

In Han Muye's eyes, there was a trace of light, and it was cast to the distant sky.

In his eyes, there is murderous intent.

"Dangyun Daoist sect used Feng Jiu Yao as a threat, forced Feng Jiu to leave, and used Feng Jiu as bait to sink Qi Ziyu at the bottom of Guanjiangkou."

"Now you have to use Feng Jiu's demon power as a guide to condense incense and become enlightened."

"Is all this what Daomen did?"

Holding the golden seal in his hand, Han Muye's voice turned cold: "Such a sect does not need to stay in the Profound Sky World."

Following his words, on the golden seal, a purple aura of hope condensed.

The air of popularity continued to vibrate, turning into a roaring liger.

"boom--"

In the sky, there is a thunder explosion.

Follow the law!

At least the realm of the Grand Great Master!

The young man standing above the cloud dragon was shocked and shrouded in lightning.

Shi Yuanzi, the head of the Dangyun Daoist sect, moved, knocked the thunder light away, and then stood on the void, looking down at Han Muye.

"Hmph, the way of incense has been completed. Today, this Guanjiangkou is thousands of miles away, as long as the deity speaks, and the country will be established."

"Look at the deity, it's better to stop here and form a dao companion ceremony to continue, and the Daomen will live in harmony with the dynasty in the future."

"We will manage this river estuary well, so that the weather will be smooth and rainy, and it will be safe and stable."

Following Shi Yuanzi's voice, the cloud dragon under his feet roared and his figure floated.

The water below was surging.

As long as Han Muye dared to refuse, the water from the estuary would overflow the river bank and drown all the people and spiritual fields.

Above the river, Qi Ziyu sighed, looked at Feng Jiu, and shook his head gently.

He bowed again to Han Muye, then to the cupped hands of the surrounding people, bowing to the ground.

"Master Qi..."

The people who were crushed by the waves whispered and kowtowed to Qi Ziyu.

Although I couldn't hear what Qi Ziyu said, everyone knew that Qi Ziyu wanted to protect the people and the river embankment.

Confucianism and Taoism are for the world.

"Remember those four sentences on White Deer Mountain?"

Han Muye looked at Qi Ziyu and spoke lightly.

Qi Ziyu nodded, but no sound came out of his mouth, but it could be seen that he was chanting aloud.

Han Muye held the big seal in his hand and whispered softly.

"Set up your mind for the world, set up your life for the people, set up the Secret Technique for the past saints, and create peace for all generations."

On the golden seal on his palm, endless golden light, golden light, instantly enveloped the world and the earth.

"Fengjiu, let me ask you, are you willing to form a dao company with Qi Ziyu and jointly manage the water potential of this place for three thousand miles in the future?"

Han Muye's eyes fell on the girl in the red phoenix crown.

The woman with tears on her face nodded quickly.

Han Muye looked at Qi Ziyu.

"Qi Ziyu, are you willing to sit at Guanjiangkou from now on, and together with Fengjiu, guard the water potential and benefit the people?"

Qi Ziyu bowed.

Han Muye raised his head and looked at the Taoist powerhouse in the sky with a smile on his face.

"Incense becomes enlightened, you dare to play incense and become enlightened without even mastering the fur."

Holding the golden seal in his hand, Han Muye's body condensed with arrogance and spoke lightly.

"Edict—"

"In the eight counties in the southeast, incense gathers together. Those who seek blessings for the people will enjoy honor in life, and they will be enfeoffed in death.

"Tianxuan Avenue, Confucianism and Taoism are respected, and the incense will never be extinguished."

"Qi Ziyu, guarding the mouth of the Guanjiang River, has made great contributions to all the people, and was named the God of the River at the mouth of the Guanjiang River."

"No, Manifestation True Monarch."

The heaven and the earth shook, the air of incense that filled the sky instantly fell, the cloud dragon collapsed and poured into Qi Ziyu's body!

The golden armor is draped, and the golden crown is topped.

The incense melts into the body, the body of the avenue, and the life of heaven and earth!