Talk about the world of mortals in detail

After all, the light and shadow in the chaotic sea are just ancient shadows that reappeared for a short time due to the influence of Yi Shuyuan's voice and mana.

When everything is over, there will be some who are doubtful, some who are frightened, and some who are as disappointed as the birds in the demon cultivator in Tiandou Mountain.

However, there were so many people present who were highly cultivated, so they could naturally feel that what had just happened was just a flashback in time. Perhaps these scenes had once existed, but they were already very far away.

"Phoenix."

Feng Yan on the island also looked away from the sky. It was obviously a phoenix, but it only existed in legends. It turned out that this place was once the Wutong Sea.

Looking down at his side, he saw three bloody dragon corpses, and Hong Ye's two sons had also revealed their true colors.

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When the people in the turbulence of the West Sea were frightened and confused because of the ancient shadow, Xue Daoren and others in a large temple in a large city in Daegu were also stunned on the spot.

Different from others, Daoren Xue not only saw the collapse of the statue with his eyes, but also seemed to have a scene of three dead dragons emerging in his mind.

One dragon's body and head were separated, while the two dragons twitched and expired. Surrounded by thunder, there was a hill below, and the vast sea surrounded them, as if a disaster was coming from the sky to slay the evil spirits.

Xue Daoren didn't know that this was a kind of synesthesia, but he felt that it was extremely real. If he wanted to see clearly, his sight seemed to be crushed by the many huge auras around him.

The daze in the field only lasted a short time. Soon most people came to their senses and started fighting again, but Taoist Xue had not yet.

"Taoist Master, be careful——"

When Xue Daoren was in a daze, a cult priest rushed over, and the nails on his fingers became sharp.

"Dang~"

The big knife in Zhong Xingwen's hand was knocked out. He pushed Taoist Xue away with all his strength, and his own blood burst out with a hiss.

"The bell catcher!"

Daoren Xue finally came to his senses, and regardless of the fatigue accumulated during this period, he slapped the charm on his waist and flew out.

"The fire dragon appears——"

With a splitting headache, a fire dragon also appeared in front of Taoist Xue. The priest who had just taken action screamed in surprise and it was too late to escape.

With the help of Taoist Xue's magic, the followers and priests of the Four Dragon Kings in the temple were also subdued. Zhong Xingwen picked up his sword as he left. He sheathed the sword and looked at the riding whip of the main hall while covering his shoulder.

Taoist Xue and the rest of the group were similar. The collapsed statue in the hall over there fell to the ground and was torn apart.

"Taoist Priest, did you collapse this statue?"

"Of course not."

Xue Daoren walked over and put a charm on the forehead of the cult priest who had just been stabbed in the chest by his sword. The latter, who was still twitching, straightened up immediately and even the bleeding stopped.

The fighting around them had subsided, and all the righteous men looked towards the main hall over there again.

"Do you still remember that the purple-robed Dragon King statue collapsed a while ago?"

"Remember, there hasn't been much movement in Zipao Temple for a while. I still remember Taoist Master, you said it might be that the evil dragon gave up his incense, or it might be that he has died. Could it be that it is the same now?"

"It's hard to say, but we may not be the only ones fighting against them. The sky has eyes and no people with lofty ideals in the world will allow such a cult to spread!"

After Taoist Xue finished speaking, the man on the top of the temple over there shouted.

"The government officials are coming!"

"Clean up, let's leave quickly!"

The people in the temple quickly cleaned up the mess, and then immediately fled in the other direction. By the time the government team arrived at the temple, there was only a mess left.

However, when a statue collapsed in a temple here, the officials would think it was the work of thieves. However, when the Silongwang temples in many places in Daegu were not affected at all, the statues also collapsed at the same time. This cannot be said to be a coincidence. .

Zhong Xingwen and his party left the temple with Taoist Xue and walked through the wilderness outside the city. Some of them dispersed in the middle, while a small number of people arrived at a river and boarded a large boat in the river.

This ship is not only a place for them to rest, but also a place where some special cultists are imprisoned.

In the cabin at this moment, several people put down the cultists who had been carried back, and then together with Taoist Xue unfolded a piece of white cloth that had been prepared long ago. The priest who had been affixed with a charm today was completely wiped out by the white cloth with the combined efforts of several people. Wrapped up, it looks like a human-shaped ball of cloth.

There are five more such human-shaped cloth balls in the cabin.

"Huh, Taoist Master, this one isn't a human, is he?"

Hearing other people's questions, Xue Daoren nodded. Seeing him nod, some of the people on the boat became excited again.

"Then what is this one? Is it a fish, a shrimp, a crab, or a yaksha?"

Taoist Xue smiled, tied the cloth strip of the last person tightly, and then added two talismans one after another on the outside.

"Taoist Priest, shall we go to Liaocheng?"

Taoist Xue paused and looked up at Zhong Xingwen.

"No, Pindao plans to go directly to Beijing next!"

"Go to Beijing?" "Go to Beijing!"

"But the Taoist priest."

Taoren Xue knew what Zhong Xingwen wanted to say, so he lowered his head and looked at the six human-shaped cloth balls lying upright on the ground.

"The four evil dragons representing the Four Dragon Kings Sect may be dead."

"It's good to die! The evil spirits are dead, the Four Dragon Kings Sect will be defeated, and the court will be clear again!"

A warrior said this, but Taoist Xue said nothing, and Zhong Xingwen also frowned slightly.

"Yes, it's good to die. However, some people are passively possessed by evil and can still wake up, while some are already possessed and obsessed with it."

"Who is it?"

Xue Daoist glanced at the warrior who was speaking and smiled.

"The current emperor!"

When these words came out, several people around him were shocked, but Xue Daoist said directly.

"He promised to make me the national teacher back then, so I think he should listen to my words. It depends on whether I can wake him up."

Xue Daoist did not dare to go directly to the capital, but destroyed the Four Dragon King Temple outside. One of the important reasons was that he was afraid of the four evil dragons.

Based on the feeling in that dream, Xue Yuan knew that he was not strong enough to directly confront the evil dragon, so he needed to weaken its strength.

As long as the incense gradually lost, the evil dragon that relied on the position of the god would be greatly affected, and it might not be impossible to kill the dragon at that time.

Now that there is a change, it is better to go directly to the capital, otherwise there will be more troubles, and the court must immediately rectify the chaos.

Because although Taoist Xue is still a sorcerer in the world, he now knows the special nature of Shinto incense. If the source of inner energy is cleared, and the belief is continued or even the statues are rebuilt in some areas, then the evil dragon is likely to revive.

It is not without reason that the so-called belief exists and the gods are immortal.

This time may be a heavenly calamity, or it may be a god who came down to earth to kill the demon. For example, meeting the great god Yunlai in the dream before was a sign.

But what about the next time?

Taoist Xue will not miss the opportunity. Even if the court is about to rectify the chaos, he must see it for himself before he can rest assured.

"Master, we will go with you!" "Yes, let's set off now. By land or by water?"

Taoist Xue shook his head.

"Both land and water are too slow. I will meditate and adjust my breath to recover. Then I will go to the capital alone with the magic of walking. You prepare a big coffin. I want to take all five guys away!"

"One person?"

"Well, go and prepare!"

Taoist Xue sat down on the spot after he finished speaking, not wanting to waste time.

Several people opened their mouths, but in the end, they didn't say much. They had tried the magic talisman before. It was fast, but ordinary people couldn't bear the consumption. If the journey was longer, they might run themselves to death, not to mention that they were going to the capital.

At almost the same time, in the palace of Daegu, the capital, a middle-aged eunuch hurried to a room in the harem.

The emperor was lying on a soft couch, and a young concubine on the side was carefully rubbing his forehead.

The emperor was so old that his face was full of wrinkles and spots, and only a few teeth were left in his mouth, but at this moment, a eunuch hurried in.

"Your Majesty."

The emperor opened his eyes and asked slowly with a slightly hoarse voice.

"What's the matter?"

The eunuch swallowed his saliva subconsciously.

"Your Majesty, all the statues of the four dragon king temples in and outside the capital have fallen down."

"Who did it?"

Although the emperor was very old, there was a hint of ferocity in his eyes at this moment, which frightened the eunuch so much that his legs went limp. Even the young concubine who was rubbing the emperor's forehead beside him trembled slightly.

"Reply, reply Your Majesty, it was not someone who did it, but the statues fell down by themselves, and they all fell down at about the same time."

"Hmm? Help me up!"

The palace maids and eunuchs beside him hurriedly helped the old emperor up carefully with the concubine.

"Is the high priest still here?"

"I don't know about the high priest."

The old emperor looked at the eunuch with sweat on his forehead.

"Call the high priest to the palace to see the emperor!"

"Yes!"

The eunuch retreated as if he had received a general amnesty, and the old emperor stood up with the help of others.

"This is my 51st year of prosperity. I want another 60 years, 100 years."

The emperor walked out of the palace with the help of the eunuchs on his left and right. He got on the sedan chair outside the palace and left. The concubines and maids in the room all breathed a sigh of relief.

From entering the palace to now, the emperor has never really favored this concubine. Most of the concubines who entered the palace in the same batch were like this. But it is said that someone who privately talked about the emperor's impotence had his tongue pulled out.

So every time the concubine saw the emperor, she was very afraid and tried to behave well. She could only tolerate and satisfy the emperor's hobbies.