The road to Jianghu started from the martial arts hall

Chapter 194: Zhou Tian Xing Palace Ziwei Sanren
The Zhoutian Star Palace was very prominent six hundred years ago. The disciples therein were well versed in the art of astrology and could use the power of the stars for their own benefit. They had extraordinary powers and were considered the strongest among the thirty-six sects at that time.

But the strange thing is that this once glorious sect did not pass down much information, so Fang Xun had never heard of its name.

"More than six hundred years ago, something must have happened to cause such a large sect to be lost in history. There are very few words that others know about it."

After listening to Taoist Yu for a while, Fang Xun couldn't help but interject out of curiosity.

"Your Excellency is right. After the fall of the Zhoutian Star Palace, many forces in the world tacitly downplayed and covered up its information. Today, ordinary people have long forgotten its name."

Taoist Yu nodded, his tone also full of sighs.

“Only a celestial sorcerer like me who has inherited some knowledge knows a little bit about it. I don’t know if it is true or not. There are only a few words recorded in the classics of our sect.

More than six hundred years ago, Zhou Tian Xing Palace did something that shocked all the major sects in the world."

"whats the matter?"

Fang Xun immediately asked curiously, but Taoist Yu’s answer also stunned him.

"Rebellion! And they are attacking the capital of the former Zhou Dynasty!"

"Are they crazy?" Fang Xun asked in surprise, "What good is there in opposing them?"

More than six hundred years ago, the previous dynasty, the Great Zhou, had been founded for less than two hundred years. It had been recuperating for many years. Although it was slightly inferior to the current Great Xuan, it was still at its peak of national strength and was still rising rapidly.

And this is just the comprehensive national strength. In terms of the number of strong people, it even exceeds the current Daxuan royal family.

Although Taizu of the Great Zhou had abdicated at that time, he had been founded for less than two hundred years and still had plenty of life left. He remained behind the scenes as the mainstay of the country, along with other founding fathers.

It can be said that at this point in time, the national strength of Da Zhou may not be as good as that of Da Xuan today, but the number of Yangshen Grandmasters will exceed it!
The best time to rebel would be to wait until the end of the dynasty when the government is corrupt and people's livelihood is in decline.

Just like the Black Water Abyss now, although its powerful and terrifying forces are spread all over the world, it is also an ally of the two Thirty-Six Sects of Wangqing Dao and Tianli Sect.

But he was just stirring up trouble in secret and never showed up.

Could it be that everyone in the Zhoutianxing Palace has lost their minds, choosing to rebel at a time when the dynasty is at its peak, and the first target they started with was the capital city, which has the largest number of strong people? !
This is no longer a question of IQ. Fang Xun is very worried about whether the mental state of the current head of Zhoutian Xing Palace is normal.

Yu Daoren also had a look of bewilderment on his face.

“So I, the Taoist priest, also doubt whether the records in the classics are just unofficial history anecdotes. However, although the Zhoutian Star Palace was destroyed in one day, the vitality of the previous dynasty, the Great Zhou, was also damaged.

Many Grand Masters and Grand Masters, including the Great Zhou Emperor, died in that battle, and the situation took a sharp turn for the worse afterwards. Although the foundation was still there, it only lasted for two hundred years before a new dynasty came. Otherwise, the country would have lasted at least four hundred years!"

Fang Xun listened with great interest. He never expected that this was the reason for the decline of the Great Zhou Dynasty in history.

There is no record in history books about the death of Taizu of the Great Zhou and other founding heroes, so it seems like nothing at first glance.

However, the large number of strong men who died also affected the Great Zhou's control over various parts of the Central Plains, causing local forces to gradually grow stronger, and eventually they became too powerful to be controlled and became irreversible.

At this time, Taoist Yu was still telling the story.

“Although the huge Zhoutianxing Palace sect was destroyed overnight, it also arranged for seeds to be hidden with the sect’s inheritance in the hope that the sect can be revived one day.

Decades later, a man named Ziwei Sanren rose in the martial arts world. He was actually a remnant of the Zhoutian Xing Palace. He was a genius who achieved the status of Yangshen Grandmaster before he was fifty and even had a chance to be on the Heavenly Ranking.

If nothing unexpected happened, there would really be hope of reviving the Zhoutian Star Palace, but unfortunately his identity was discovered by the Great Zhou and he was hunted down to death.

It is rumored that before he died, he left the Zhoutian Xinggong inheritance somewhere in Jiangnan, hoping that his descendants could continue the Zhoutian Xinggong Taoist tradition. If a Taoist priest can get a glimpse of it, he would be willing to shorten his life by twenty years!"

As he spoke, a look of longing gradually appeared on Taoist Yu's face. He believed that he had good talent, but the inheritance from his master was only average.

He has learned all the skills passed down by his ancestors, and from now on he will have to explore and search for better secrets on his own.

Fang Xun nodded and said, "Master, you have finished your story. Is it time to get down to business?" Taoist Yu's face suddenly turned bitter. He sat cross-legged on the ground and said as if he accepted his fate, "Please let me do what I want."

Fang Xun did not hesitate any longer. He placed his hands on Taoist Yu's shoulders and began to transfer his true energy to his hidden meridians while teaching him the "Black Heaven Book".

For a moment, the attic became quiet, but outside it was bustling with activity.

Tie Xiao led a group of Six Gates detectives to arrest people frantically. Anyone who was close to Su Hao was directly thrown into jail. Anyway, the Six Gates was right next to the government office, so it was very convenient.

The bright moon was still hanging high in the sky, but countless people in Qingyang City were tossing and turning in bed, and could only slowly digest the shock brought by Fang Xun.

Within just a few hours, two thunders finally exploded in Qingyang City.

Yushan Hall is destroyed!

Prefect Su Hao is dead!
The news had spread throughout the streets and alleys of Qingyang City late at night, and the shock it brought to the people of Qingyang Prefecture was earth-shattering.

Soon the whole city was in an uproar, some couldn't believe it, some were stunned.

Some people were even so happy that they cried and couldn't even sleep. They ran around to tell their neighbors and rushed to the door of the Yushan Hall headquarters to spit.

Yushantang was originally a gang founded by a group of ruffians. The high-ranking officials like Xu Tianlin were more polite when it came to their eating habits.

However, the lower-level gang members and the street rogues who depend on them for survival often run rampant and bully their neighbors on a daily basis.

Now that Yushan Hall has collapsed, countless people are applauding.

As for Su Hao's death, it did not cause that much shock to the people in the city. The other party was the prefect, and ordinary people like them could never come into contact with that level.

The prefect died, and he was only shocked for a moment and then it passed. It didn't seem to have any impact on him.

The misfortunes suffered by the 'big shots' of Yushan Hall around them were closely related to their daily lives.

Not only the common people, but also the wealthy families in the city began to think about the impact of this night's changes on their families.

For a time, Qingyang City was in turmoil both openly and covertly.

At the same time, undercurrents were surging at the border of Youzhou countless miles away.

Under the hazy moonlight, the cold wind from the north howled and biting.

The border was in a grim and murderous atmosphere, with densely packed tents connected together.

The flags are fluttering and murderous aura is surging. In this solemn atmosphere, it is estimated that it would be difficult for a warrior with a weak character to display even 70% of his abilities.

Thousands of soldiers were scattered around the central tent to guard the perimeter. Among them, there was not even one soldier at the Postnatal Realm. The lowest among them were at the Tongmai Realm. Even the black-faced general in the lead was a Yinshen Grandmaster!
Inside the big tent, not to mention opening the meridians, not even a single person had opened their orifices. There were dozens of figures with cold faces and crisscrossing auras, all of them were powerful people with divine will!
Except for a burly man in a blue shirt with a heroic temperament and an elegant scholar in a green shirt, the rest of the people were all wearing armor, and their bloody and murderous military aura had almost condensed into substance.

They are all brave warriors who have experienced countless bloody battles and rolled among piles of dead bodies.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the old figure with white hair and beard sitting at the main seat.

Although this old man is very old, he is still dressed in black boots, a fiery red cloak, and golden armor. He is an old horse in the stable with a thousand miles to go.

In addition to the aura of the Grandmaster of Yangshen, the fierce and condensed bloody aura also made everyone else in the tent bow their heads unconsciously.

There was silence in the tent. After a quick glance around, the veteran in the main seat spoke to break the silence.

"The barbarians from the grasslands have come to attack the pass with millions of soldiers. They may seem powerful, but in fact they are just a bunch of chickens and dogs. I want to lead the army out of the pass and kill them without leaving a single piece of armor. What do you think?"

(End of this chapter)