The great sacrificial priest of Jianzhuyuan, a famous Confucian scholar, Zhan Baiyang.

Guangjue, a divine monk who entered the Taoist dynasty with martial arts, is already the best in the world. But when the Jade Emperor Guan Tiangang Elder, who was sitting opposite Xiahou Mo, saw Guangjue, he didn't even raise his eyelids. When Zhan Baiyang, who had been ill for a long time, arrived slowly in a four-wheeled carriage, the elder frowned as if he was facing a great enemy!

The difference can be seen at a glance.

Xiahou Mo didn't understand. He knew the identity of the old Taoist in front of him better than anyone else - Tian Xianzi, one of the thirty-six Heavenly Gangs of the Jade Emperor's Temple.

Under the Master of Jade Emperor Temple, there are four great masters in charge of all matters. Then to the next level is the famous Thirty-six Heavenly Gang. Anyone who stomps his feet can make the earth in the Central Plains tremble three times!

In the Central Plains practice world, the status of the Jade Emperor Temple can be said to be supreme. In comparison, there are only one or two practitioners in Jianchuan’s three sword sects, which can only be considered half an immortal sect. But... why can the great priest of Jianzhuyuan, one of the three sword sects, make one of the thirty-six Heavenly Gangs frighten Ruosi?

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

"Shhh...silence." Tian Xianzi waved his hand, still looking solemn.

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

"Uncle Master..." Xiahou Mo asked in confusion, "Where does this exhibition... Bai Yang come from? I deserve so much fear from me?"

He wanted to call out "Zhan Sick Cat", but seeing Tian Xianzi's expression was unhesitant, he had to swallow the word "Sick Cat".

Tian Xianzi didn't say much. He only spoke four words: "The direct tradition of Confucianism and Saints."

"Hiss--" It was Xiahou Mo's turn to air conditioner this time.

The Confucian school does not respect ghosts and gods, and only talks about heaven, earth, king, and relatives. Among them, "teachers". In addition to teaching their own teachers, they often refer to "the most sage, and the first teacher". That is, the founder of the Confucian school, Qiu Wenxiu, the Emperor Wenzong of Heaven and Earth.

If you use the same level master among the three religions as an analogy, Qiu Wenxiu can be placed on the same level as the Jade Emperor, which is tantamount to the gods. However, the Confucian school does not respect the gods, so practitioners respectfully call him "Confucian saint".

The weight of the direct teachings of Confucianism can be seen from this!

"Uncle Master... how could he be in Jianchuan?" Xiahou Mo asked in disbelief. In his opinion, small places like Jianchuan City and Jianzhuyuan could not let go of this great god at all!

"He was injured. Jianchuan's geography is suitable for him to heal his wounds, so he never moves lightly." Tian Xianzi explained concisely, and then sighed again. "Fortunately, his serious injury is difficult to heal, otherwise... decades later, he might be the second Ke Zhengyu."

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

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

The Confucian saint Qiu Wenxiu is just an illusory ancient legend for contemporary people. It is like when talking about the Jade Emperor, the Taoists are respectful, but they will not be afraid. Because the sky is high and the emperor is far away, the gods in the heaven are very busy and are not in the mood to throw lightning on the head of the Taoist priest.

But Ke Zhengyu is different.

Hundreds of years ago, this person was the one who cut off Yunping Mountain and drew out Jianchuan.

And these are just stories that ordinary people know.

In fact, the brilliant sword energy that year not only changed the landform of the Middle Land and changed the situation of the nations, but also cut a gap on Yunping Mountain. The Taoist sect that lived in Xiqin had to divide its troops to garrison here to fight against demons and monsters that could invade at any time.

That is the eternal pain of the Jade Emperor Temple!

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

After being shocked, Xiahou Mo couldn't help but continue thinking: Who hurts such a person? Why did he come here in person?

Tian Xianzi was a man of a mature spirit, and he could clearly 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 Academy. He hired famous doctors everywhere, but he was helpless and had to rest in Jianchuan. He came here in person, definitely not to see Yu Qingyue off! Hum..."

I have to say that the villain's heart determines the affinity of a gentleman...

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The arrival of the Jianzhuyuan high priest Zhan Baiyang's personal arrival shocked Chi Yun and the audience, which was no less than that of Tian Xianzi and Xiahou Mo who were hiding in the restaurant.

Such distinguished guests, Wei Chongshan, the headmaster outside the Suncit Gate, must be received in person, and there is no need to say a greeting when meeting.

Wei Chongshan even felt that it would be a bit frivolous to send him to host this funeral only - compared to Zhan Baiyang, who has a deep background and a noble identity, Wei Chongshan is not enough to see him!

However, Wei Chongshan was able to take charge of the outer courtyard of the Sky Creep Gate, so he was naturally sophisticated. He calmed down and thought about it, and then he understood the key point: King Shangwu’s trial was rampant, especially the legendary Fenglei Sword Formation, which was extremely magical. Zhan Baiyang was afraid that the drunken man’s intention was not to drink!

The Sky Creep Sect also expected that the situation was complicated and dispatching higher-level figures would only become the target of public criticism, so they asked Wei Chongshan to go on a regular basis. In order to maintain a consistent good relationship with all forces, the top leaders of the sect decided to give up this trial and compete for opportunities. After the Mid-Autumn Festival, they would directly trade and inherit the inheritance with King Shangwu.

As for heavy bleeding and other things... Anyway, you can always make money by selling more pills!

However, when facing Zhan Baiyang, Zhenren Wei felt very stressed! So he decided to speed up the funeral process, finish work early, and go home early. As a cultivator, just talk about free and easy things, and don’t worry about details too much!

Since Yu Qingyue only had clothes and clothes to the tomb, the funeral ceremony was simple. The funeral process was not complicated. The filial son and grandson were played by merchant brothers, and they held the soul-guiding banner in their hands to lead the way. Taoism simply likes tranquility, and the funeral is simple. But the atmosphere of mourning is not small.

The funeral procession was vast, and the great priest of Jianzhuyuan, Zhan Baiyang personally led the team, and Guangjue, the first monk in the Prajna Hall of Zhuchan Temple, accompanied him personally. The team of hundreds of people was solemn and silent.

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

The merchant brothers' soul-attracting banners fluttered in the wind at the front, and pieces of yellow paper drifted all over the sky, gradually forming a solemn atmosphere.

This is the last journey of an old hero.

Even if the people who see off their farewell have their own thoughts, even if the Taoist style is simple, even if there is only a pair of clothes in the raised coffin, it will make people think of the chivalrous life of Xian Chen Heying.

Especially, such a famous martial arts peak who finally fought with the evil cultivator in the Blood Sacrifice Village and died vigorously!

The sender who bowed his head and said nothing. In silence, each sighed.

The team headed north and arrived at the abandoned sword tomb on the west side of Jianchuan.

This place was once a villa in King Shangwu's Jidong Mausoleum. It was abandoned sixty years ago and a sword from Jidong Mausoleum was buried as a sword tomb. Later, it became the tomb of the descendants of King Shangwu.

For Yu Qingyue, it may be a lifelong wish to enjoy this cemetery.

The cemetery was ready to stop working. It was just waiting for the coffin to be buried. Before the soil was covered, everyone made their final tribute.

As the direct descendants of King Shangwu, the brothers of the Shang family were the first to bow to him. Then they were Yan Li, Han Xi and others, followed by Bian Que Pavilion, and Yu Qingyue's old friends during his lifetime.

Guangjue stepped forward after everyone, without saying a word, presented three pillars of fragrant fragrance and retreated, and recited a scripture from afar as a mourning.

After all, Buddhism and Taoism are different, so he is not inconvenient to say anything else.

A moment before covering the soil, Zhan Baiyang on the four-wheeler said, "Let Baiyang serve three glasses of wine!"

When the funeral attendants heard this, they were all surprised: What a glory it would be to let the Lord of Jianzhuyuan serve wine himself.

Under the eyes of everyone, Zhan Baiyang drove the four-wheeler. He came to the grave and dripped wine:

"The first cup, respect the heroic spirit of the Lord. The great spirit flows through the ages."

"The second cup is to respect the king's loyalty and righteousness. The blood and loyal heart are left in history."

"The third cup, respect the heroes and martyrs. They are brave enough to fight evil spirits."

"Three glasses of water and wine, I wish you immortal. Zhan Baiyang vowed on this day: The evil cultivator in southern Xinjiang sacrifices blood to the living beings. The laws of heaven do not tolerate them, and I will kill them all!"

This is the most direct statement of the three major sword sects regarding the bloody case of the deserted village in Zhongyuan Festival. The great priest of Jianzhuyuan spoke in person, which represented the attitude of the entire Confucian sect on this matter: not only the perpetrators that night, but all the evil cultivators in the southern Xinjiang who performed the blood sacrifice will be included in the list of killings.

Guangjue also immediately expressed his opinion: "Amitabha, evil practitioners are incompetent and harming all living beings. My Buddha is compassionate and cannot bear the death of the people, so he can only kill this precept!"

The attitude of Buddhism is consistent with that of Confucianism, and it is not surprising that such big things are common. But a clear-headed person couldn't help but suddenly realize that there was no one coming to Tianfeng Temple!

Yu Qingyue was born into a Taoist sect, and the Yunque Sect was even a great immortal sect. Why didn’t Tianfengguan come to his funeral? Moreover, both Confucian and Buddhist sects have heavyweights, and they even expressed their opinions on the spot that they wanted to avenge Yu Qingyue and seek justice for the dead villagers. What was Tianfengguan’s position?

Is Tianfengguan not planning to participate in this matter?

This is unreasonable!

Regardless of whether Yu Qingyue and Tianfengguan have a grudge, just a tragedy caused by hundreds of villagers, how can the three major sword gates not ask?

In an instant, there was a lot of discussion around the cemetery.

But the ceremony was not disturbed. The merchant brothers personally shoveled soil to build a new tomb for Yu Qingyue, and erected a stone tablet amid the discussions of everyone.

The stone tablet is brightly engraved with large characters with silver hooks and iron paintings:

The tomb of Yu Qingyue in the poem - Ji Dongling is clearly erected.

Ji Dongling.

King Shangwu Ji Dongling.

Sixty years ago, the famous King Shangwu Ji Dongling.

The merchant class is a descendant of King Shangwu, and Yu Qingyue Han Tieyi is a matter of King Shangwu's army. Perhaps few people know it, but the name Ji Dongling is definitely well-known!

The wind roars for thousands of miles, sweeping across the world endlessly; the thunder shocked the nine states, and asked who dared to be the pass.

Who doesn’t know this sentence? Especially those present are all senior experts with extensive knowledge in the world!

Didn’t King Shangwu Ji Dongling betrayed sixty years ago and be killed by the Taoist sect? How could a person who had been dead for a hundred years be erected for the new dead?

If King Shangwu is still alive, it wouldn’t it mean that there were other articles in the Dao Sect’s Demon-killing Battle back then? It might even kill dissidents, and even escaped by Ji Dongling?

If this is true, King Shangwu and the Taoist sect have a deep feud!

No wonder Tianfengguan didn’t send anyone here. Originally, the two sides had a relationship of endless death.

So, will Yu Qingyue’s death have the beginning and end of the Taoist sect behind it? In other words, the so-called blood sacrifice tragedy in the deserted village is not a simple evil cultivator, but...

Thinking of this, no one in the martial arts world present dared to continue thinking about it. The result was too amazing, I was afraid that there would be a disaster for death if I thought about it.

Zhan Baiyang and Guangjue saw the stone tablet and then the reactions of everyone around him, their eyes froze.

A stone tablet and a name can make the situation fluctuate to this point.

What a good means!

If Tianfeng Temple does not respond, I am afraid it will not be able to maintain the status of the three major sword sects!

At this moment, a strong wind suddenly broke out around, blowing away the mist of clouds and mist, revealing the clear sky at the autumn dusk.
To be continued...