Great Dao Ji

"Master! What happened?"

Yuan Xiang was shocked, but he didn't know what was going on. He stepped forward with intention but with scruples, and jumped up and down in a hurry.

"Master."

Lin Baimei's expression also changed drastically, she was at a loss as to what was going on.

"I'm fine"

Zeng San reluctantly raised his hand to stop his panic.

"master."

Yuan Xiang stepped forward, full of worry: "Your injuries are more serious."

"It's out of the way."

Zeng San took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly. The purple color between his eyebrows slowly receded, and his lowered eyelids covered the shock in his eyes:

"Bai Mei, go out on my behalf to appease the pedestrians, compensate them for their losses, and don't let others take advantage of you."

Zeng Sanqiang calmed himself down, but recalling that flash of purple light, his heart was still throbbing and he couldn't calm down for a while.

The art of looking at the qi of heaven and man was personally passed down by the Master. It is the first of the seventy-two magical powers of Confucianism. It is the best at looking at qi. It can see into the past and future, and calculate changes in the heaven and earth.

He had previously used the sounds of chanting sutras and prayers as a guide to use this technique to spy out the people behind these 'gods', but he did not expect to receive a huge backlash.

That touch of purple.

"yes"

Lin Baimei was full of doubts, but she still nodded in agreement, turned around and got out of the chariot.

Although the previous vibration was limited to the chariot, Zeng San's realm was so high that even a small amount of leakage caused a large number of people to flip over.

At this time, the surroundings were in chaos, the official road was filled with dust, and groans could be heard one after another.

"What happened?"

Lin Baimei looked back at the carriage, shook her head, and stepped forward to comfort the frightened merchants and passers-by.

In the carriage, Yuan Xiang was a little uneasy: "Master, could it be that behind these gods?"

Its perception is keen, and it can clearly detect that its master's soul is unstable, his magic power is disordered, and the aura of the suppressed 'Ten Thousand Dragons Destroying Great Divine Power' has a tendency to boil.

The Master of Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest is the best in the world. If one of the magical powers he left behind cannot be suppressed, I am afraid that my master will die on the spot.

Naturally, this didn't happen suddenly. It was obviously related to the 'Road God' from before.

"Is it really a land of Daxia?"

Holding his trembling beard, Zeng San could not calm down for a moment, and had many thoughts fluctuating.

His family has been making history for generations, not only the history of Confucianism, but also the history of the world has been passed down to this day. Naturally, he knows many secrets that are difficult for ordinary people to know.

For example, the God of Earth in Daxia.

The so-called earth-worthy gods are the ‘gods’ born from the great power of the Great Xia Shifu to control the demon spirits and human souls with good intentions in the world to resist the demons and monsters in the world.

He does not inherit the decree of heaven, but only serves the Heavenly Master's Mansion, and only respects the 'ancestor of the earthly immortals'.

But with that earth-shattering turmoil, everything was buried, and the land became taboo, and no news was heard for tens of thousands of years.

Now it actually reappears between heaven and earth

As thoughts flashed in his mind, Zeng San frowned slightly and raised his eyebrows to look outside the car curtain that was lifted by the wind.

In the sky, several streaks of light roared towards each other at extremely fast speeds, reaching the sky above the official road in just a few seconds:

"May I ask, who is in the chariot below, but is Mr. Zeng in front of him?"

"Jingyesi's people"

Yuan Xiang shook his nose and snorted with some disgust: "Now that you know my master is here, how dare you be so condescending?"

Flying across Lingquan Road is forbidden, but Jingyesi is the only exception.

As Yuan Xiang snorted coldly, an invisible but material majestic force burst out from the chariot. It was just a horizontal push, as if it was going to knock all these streams of light to the ground with one blow.

"Yuan Xiang?"

A slightly surprised exclamation came from the stream of light, and then the stream of light dispersed, and several middle-aged people in soapy clothes landed on the ground.

He glanced at the angry Yuan Xiang in the chariot, bowed and said, "We are reckless, Master, please don't take offense."

Confucianism is a prominent school in the world, and its status in the three great imperial dynasties, especially the Great Zhou Dynasty, was extremely high.

Although Zeng Sanfei was the leader of the 'Sage' and 'King' families, his status was extremely high. Even if Jingyesi was extremely powerful, he would not dare to neglect him.

“He who does not know is not guilty.”

Zeng San frowned, and the chariot moved across the sky, avoiding the noisy official road, and landed on the wild land outside the official road:

"You guys are here to welcome me from afar. What's the important thing?"

The masters of Jingyesi looked at each other and approached the chariot. They first saluted respectfully and then said:

"Back to Master Zeng, I am here to greet you on the order of my head."

"I heard that Chief Zhang had gone into seclusion many years ago, so how could you bother to see me?"

Zeng San sat quietly to calm down the turbulent atmosphere, but there was a hint of thinking in his eyes.

In the imperial court of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the emperor was the most respected person. If the emperor did not leave, the prince would supervise the country, and the high priest would lead the law. In addition, the chief minister Jingye and the three nobles and nine ministers were the most noble.

Zhang Fengfu's status was higher than that of the Three Dukes, and he had no friendship with him, so he was suddenly invited.

"The Chief has been away from seclusion for many years. As for why he wants to see Master, we don't know."

The masters of Jingyesi looked respectful, but did not answer Zeng San's doubts. They just said: "Master, please come with us and ask the boss personally."

"Be bold!"

Yuan Xiang shook his nose and spoke angrily. The sound wave rumbled like thousands of thunder and lightning, shaking the sky: "Zhang Feng Mansion is so rude. You invited my master to come to your door. Is this your attitude?!"

When Yuan Xiang was angry, the color of heaven and earth changed.

The extremely powerful blood energy surged into the sky, and billowing thunderclouds were captured by the energy and blood energy. They intertwined with each other and turned into dark clouds covering the sky in a few moments.

"Master, do not be angry."

Several masters of Jingyesi didn't seem to care about the changes in the sky, and kept bowing as usual: "Master, please believe that my boss has no intention of neglect. It is true that there are some things that cannot be said."

"oh?"

Zeng San raised his hand to disperse the gathering dark clouds and strong wind, and said calmly: "In this case, let's go on a journey."

Yuan Xiang moved and jumped out of the chariot. He flicked his nose and took the reins from the trembling horse. With a movement of his body, he pulled up the chariot.

Not forgetting to look back at Lin Baimei: "Boy Lin, why don't you follow me?"

"Come right away!"

Lin Baimei naturally paid attention to where the chariot was. At this moment, when she heard the call, she hurriedly dropped the money, rose into the air, and landed in front of the chariot.

Several masters of Jingyesi frowned slightly and rose into the air, turning into streams of light and flying through the air.

"Jingyashi"

Lin Baimei stared at the streaks of light on the chariot, with doubts in her heart. Jingyesi was the most violent organization in the Zhou Dynasty. If Su Lai did not agree with Confucianism, how could he invite Master Zeng?

While he was confused, those streams of light suddenly accelerated beyond the chariot, pulling out scorching wind and heading towards the city in the distance.

"snort!"

Yuan Xiang snorted coldly and speeded up. Not long after, he surpassed those middle-aged people again.

This was repeated several times, and those streams of light suddenly fell down, but it was the city that had arrived.

"If it falls in the distance, don't pass over the city!"

Yuan Xiang originally wanted to completely surpass a few people, but when he heard Zeng San speak in the chariot, his body was shaken and he had no choice but to drop his head.

"Old Master Zeng."

Those Jingyesi masters also fell behind the chariot and bowed respectfully: "My boss is currently in Panlong City."

Lin Baimei bowed and opened the curtain, and Zeng San stepped out of the carriage unhurriedly. He just glanced at it, his brows suddenly furrowed, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes:

"How could it be Panlong City?"

Panlong City is the ancestral place of Great Zhou Longxing, the birthplace of Great Zhou Taizu, and it once served as the capital of Great Zhou.

However, tens of thousands of years have passed, and only symbolic meaning remains.

Whether it is prosperous or otherwise, it is not as good as other big cities. Chongcheng can only be regarded as an ancient city.

Just because of its special significance, many people still live here.

"Master, he?" Those masters of Jingyesi have something else to say.

"There is no need to lead the way. I will go find him myself."

Zeng San waved his hand, took a step forward, and disappeared directly in front of everyone's eyes. His speed was so fast that even the few people present who were considered experts could not see the slightest trace.

"master!"

Yuan Xiang threw off the chariot and was about to follow, but he was blocked by the masters of Jingyesi: "Hold on!"

"How dare you stop me!"

Yuan Xiang was about to get angry, but Lin Baimei followed up, grabbed Yuan Xiang's tail, and said in a deep voice: "Master doesn't want us to enter the city."

"Panlong City is the ancestral land of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Although you are Yuan Xiang, if you dare to challenge the ancestral land, Master may not be able to save you!"

Several masters of Jingyesi lowered their eyebrows, but were neither humble nor arrogant. Their auras were connected to each other vertically and horizontally, blocking Yuan Xiang like an iron curtain.

Yuan Xiang glanced at a few people angrily, then turned around fiercely and flicked his nose, scattering a large sea of ​​clouds in the sky, making a roaring sound of thunder.

Although Panlong City is an ancient city, the city walls, roads and many houses are in excellent repair. While the atmosphere of the years is perfectly preserved, there is no defect or decay at all.

Although there are not many people in the city, it is still lively.

Zeng San stepped out, crossed the city gate, formed the formation, and stepped into Panlong City. When he glanced slightly out of the corner of his eye, he noticed something strange.

This famous ancient city of the Great Zhou Dynasty, in the ancestral land of the Great Zhou Dynasty, surprisingly has auras similar to the 'Road God', 'Door God' and 'Giant Spirit God'!

Although this breath is inaudible and ordinary Yuanshen monks may not be able to detect it, it cannot be hidden from him.

"here."

Zeng San stared at it for a moment and then stepped on his feet, walking slowly and slowly through the streets, passing by the statues of different gods, thinking more in his heart.

Not long after, he had walked through less than half of the city and came to the end of an alley.

This is a quiet little courtyard, not big, but very neat. Even though the front door is spotless, there is still a tall young man cleaning it.

"Good boy, good boy"

Looking at the young man, Zeng San ran his long beard with his hands and his eyes lit up: "Young man, what is your name? Who is your master?"

This young man has a slender figure, an almost perfect physique, and his face is as handsome as a god. Among the men and women he has seen in his life, no one can compare with him in terms of body and appearance.

"Um?"

Hearing Zeng San's question, the young man slowly raised his head and responded with a smile: "Young man Yang Jian, what do you call the old gentleman?"