In this weird world, I can consecrate the gods

Cui Yu went to the wilderness and went through countless dangers, while those who stayed at home waiting were also worried and tormented.

Seeing Cui Yu walking into the courtyard at this time, Zhao Cailun immediately came forward and asked, "Have you found any trace of your master?"

Cui Yu glanced at Zhao Cailun and said nothing. Instead, he walked into the courtyard and released the old Confucian scholar and Gong Nanbei from the Qiankun in his sleeves.

Although the two of them were intact, their hearts were traumatized, leaving a huge psychological shadow.

"Husband." When Zhao Cailun saw the old Confucian scholar lying unconscious on the ground, his eyes were filled with sadness, and he quickly rushed up to test the old Confucian scholar's breath.

Seeing that the old Confucian scholar was still alive, Zhao Cailun breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Cui Yu with tears in his eyes: "What happened to your master?"

"If you want to revive them, get out of the way quickly and don't delay my treatment." Cui Yu's voice was cold.

Of course he would not look good on Zhao Cailun.

Zhao Cailun also knew that Cui Yu was disgusted with him, so he quickly stood up and backed away, waiting for Cui Yu to use his methods.

Cui Yu let out a few drops of sweet rain, and the old Confucian scholar and Gong Nanbei on the ground slowly opened their eyes, looking at the yard in front of them blankly.

"Didn't I get caught?" The old scholar's eyes were a little blank.

"Sir has come back." Cui Yu replied, looking at the old Confucian scholar with his eyes, feeling that something was not right about the old Confucian scholar's expression and state.

"Are you back?" There was no joy on the old Confucian scholar's face, and Gong Nanbei's eyes were also confused.

"Husband." Zhao Cailun threw himself into the arms of the old Confucian scholar and sobbed softly.

The old Confucian scholar glanced at Zhao Cailun, his eyes calm and unwavering: "How is the Haoran lineage?"

"Master, the Haoran lineage is extinct! The Haoran lineage no longer exists." Just at this moment, Wang Yi walked in from outside the courtyard. After seeing the sober old Confucian scholar, he knelt down with a sad voice.

The old Confucian scholar looked ugly and his voice was hoarse: "How could it be? Isn't there a remnant of the seeds of the Haoran lineage in Da Qi?"

"They were all swallowed up by the Saint Li lineage. All the forces under our Haoran lineage all fell to the Saint Li lineage. The ten elders were buried in the wilderness, and the students under their command were scattered, and they were all absorbed by the Saint Li lineage. All the foundations of my Haoran lineage have completed the lineage of Li Saint!" Wang Yi's voice was full of sorrow.

"What!!!" The old Confucian scholar felt as if he was struck by lightning when he heard this. He stood there blankly, his body trembling constantly, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Cui Yu was silent on the side. The destruction of Haoran's lineage was none of his business.

Gong Nanbei's sword heart was damaged, but with the Immortal Killing Sword Intent of Master Tongtian, he would be able to regain his state of mind one day.

"You've gone too far! You've gone too far!" After a long time, the old Confucian scholar gritted his teeth, his voice full of coldness: "The sage of rites has gone too far, and he didn't even give me a way to survive."

At this point, the old Confucian scholar suddenly stood up and said excitedly: "Use my post to send a post to the major forces that Haoran and his family had good relations with in the past, asking them to come to Daliang City to see me."

When Cui Yu heard the old Confucian scholar's roaring words, he moved his eyes away from Gong Nanbei and landed on the old Confucian scholar, and then slowly frowned together.

Something is wrong with the old Confucian scholar!

The situation is very wrong!

The old Confucian scholar became paranoid.

At this time, the Haoran lineage should be quietly accumulating strength, recruiting new disciples, and creating its own orthodoxy, rather than being as forceful as the old Confucian scholars.

Since those people have decided to seek refuge with the Saint Li, how can they change their ways at will?

The old Confucian scholar has lost his bearings at this time, and it is definitely not the best idea to use such a tough attitude to order the various forces in the past.

Cui Yu wanted to open his mouth to persuade him, but after thinking about it, he kept his mouth shut. It was hard to say that the Haoran lineage ended up in such a predicament today and it had nothing to do with him.

After hearing what the old Confucian scholar said, Wang Yi felt as if he had found a backbone and hurriedly went to post.

The old Confucian scholar looked at Cui Yu with his eyes: "Cui Yu."

"Disciple is here." Cui Yu raised his hand and saluted.

"Thank you very much for this trip to the wilderness." The old Confucian scholar looked at Cui Yu with his eyes, his voice full of solemnity.

"Disciples can't just watch the teacher trapped in the wilderness. It's good that we can come back smoothly." Cui Yu replied.

"This time it was my Haoran lineage who could not forgive you. I apologize to you on behalf of your wife." The old Confucian scholar actually stood up and bowed to Cui Yu.

Of course, Cui Yu couldn't ask the old Confucian scholar to salute, so he quickly stretched out his hand to support the old Confucian scholar: "Sir, it's serious. It's a trivial matter, not worth mentioning, and the disciple has nothing to lose."

The old Confucian scholar looked at Cui Yu and his throat moved. He seemed to want to say something, but was stuck in his throat: "You have also seen the current situation of the Haoran Lineage. I know that the Haoran Lineage is sorry for you. First, but now that the Haoran lineage is on the verge of being cut off, may you change your mind and help the Haoran lineage to rise again?"

The old Confucian scholar felt that it was a bit difficult to force others, but now he had no one available, and the entire Haoran lineage was ruined, so what could he do?

There is nothing he can do!

He knew Cui Yu's abilities. If he could win Cui Yu back, Haoran's lineage would definitely be able to make a comeback.

But how could Cui Yu get involved with Haoran's family again?

"Sir, from the moment Saint Meng failed to discuss Tao, the energy of Haoran's lineage has been exhausted. What you practice, sir, is the way of heaven, not the Haoran Avenue of Saint Haoran. Although you forcefully continue the life of Haoran's lineage, continue Haoran Although you have a lot of Qi, your magical power is no match for the overwhelming force, so don't struggle anymore." Cui Yu did not answer the old Confucian scholar's words, but opened his mouth to persuade the old Confucian scholar.

Although he didn't answer, he made his attitude clear.

The old Confucian scholar was so smart. When he heard this, his face suddenly became disappointed and he sat there speechless.

"Cui Yu, all this is my fault, and I apologize to you. But the Haoran lineage is your master..." Zhao Cailun apologized to Cui Yu, and was about to apologize, hoping to draw Cui Yu into the camp of the Haoran lineage. Inside, he resumed his service to Haoran's lineage, but was interrupted by Cui Yu with a wave of his hand: "No, Master's words are wrong. Master's wife dethroned my position as head teacher, which means that my fate with Haoran's lineage is over, and Haoran's lineage is full of energy. At the end of the day, fate in the dark, with the help of my master's wife, kicked me out of the Haoran lineage. Since I have left the Haoran lineage, of course there is no reason to go back. This is a destiny."

Cui Yu directly blocked Zhao Cailun's words. Zhao Cailun looked ugly and felt extremely remorseful, but he had no choice but to turn his head to look at the dazed old Confucian scholar. For a moment, he felt so mixed that he didn't know what to do.

Cui Yu looked at Gong Nanbei, not wanting Gong Nanbei to get involved and be involved in the disaster. At this time, he said: "Senior brother, your state of mind has been broken, so you should retreat as soon as possible to restore your state of mind."

Gong Nanbei smiled bitterly, turned to look at the old Confucian scholar, and said nothing.

Cui Yu looked at the dull atmosphere in the yard and turned around to leave the yard, but at this moment the old Confucian scholar sitting cross-legged there spoke: "Cui Yu."

Cui Yu paused and turned to look at the old Confucian scholar.

"If you are willing to help me, come to the main hall of the city lord of Daliang City to find me in three days. If you don't come, then that's it." The old Confucian scholar spoke and called Cui Yu.

Cui Yu glanced at the old Confucian scholar and said nothing. He directly used his escape technique to leave Daliang City and went to Dayu Kingdom to find Xiang Yu and learn about the general trend of the world.

Dayu's restoration went smoothly. Cui Yu provided countless supplies, and countless people were displaced, giving Xiang Yu enough opportunities.

When Cui Yu came to Dayu Palace, Xiang Yu was polishing his martial arts and tempering his muscles, bones and skin.

"You haven't been here for a while." Seeing Cui Yu walking into the palace, Xiang Yu stopped practicing, picked up the towel on the side, and wiped the sweat from his body.

"I went to the wilderness." Cui Yu sat on a stool and swayed his legs leisurely: "How is the situation?"

"I have joined forces with Taiping Dao." Xiang Yu said.

Facing the intimidation of Qin and Han, neither Xiang Yu nor Han Xin felt confident.

It is in the best interest of the two to join forces.

"It's okay to join forces." Cui Yu said calmly: "Didn't Great Qin and Great Han take action to create trouble for you?"

"Originally I wanted to add more trouble, but who would have thought that the demon clan suddenly appeared, and the energy of the Great Han Kingdom and the Great Qin Kingdom were attracted by the demon clan. How could there be time to care about me? After all, once the demon clan becomes big , the Great Qin Kingdom and the Great Han Kingdom will also be destroyed. The threat of the demon clan is definitely not comparable to mine." Xiang Yu said unhurriedly.

After hearing Xiang Yu's words, Cui Yu understood clearly that this was what he had planned when he allowed the demon clan to enter the small world.

If Xiang Yu wants to restore his country, Da Qin and Da Han will not stand idly by, and once the demon clan is born, it will definitely contain most of the energy of Da Han and Da Qin.

Of course, what Cui Yu wants to do is not just that simple. He wants to overthrow the Great Qin and the Great Han, and then carve out a path to hegemony for the Great Yu and the Taiping Road.

The Han Kingdom and the Qin Kingdom are like two huge mountains. If they are not overthrown, the Yu Kingdom and Taiping Dao will never be able to succeed.

But there's no rush now, Cui Yu still has plenty of time.

"There's just one problem now." Xiang Yu looked at Cui Yu: "This land has been reduced to the land of Buddha. The Buddha's decree is above that of the king, which is really annoying to people."

"Mahayana Buddhism should be used properly. Although Buddhism has occupied this land, how you use it depends on your own ability. There are too many strong people in the outside world. If you can pull Buddhism onto the chariot, you will sweep the world in the future. , it will definitely reduce a lot of trouble." Cui Yu said with a smile.

Xiang Yu didn't say much after hearing this, but ordered people to prepare wine and meat.

After drinking and eating, Cui Yucai asked calmly: "What are your plans next?"

"Build up strength." Xiang Yu was much calmer than before.

"Great kindness! Just wait for the right time." Cui Yu nodded in agreement.

"Is there any news about Zhihu?" Cui Yu asked.

Zhihu still owes him a large debt.

Hearing this, Xiang Yu shook his head: "Zhihu has disappeared for a long time."

Cui Yu wanted to find Zhihu to ask for Pangu Chalcedony, but when he thought that the other party had been infected by the Three Corpse Insects, he should not be the one who was anxious, but Zhihu.

Time flies by in a blink of an eye.

three days later

In the city lord's palace in Daliang City, an old Confucian scholar dressed in white sat in the lobby, looking at the empty lobby with an extremely gloomy expression.

On the side, Wang Yi was so angry that he was trembling: "How dare you do this! How dare you do this! These guys dare to ignore Master's decree. They deserve death."

"It's only early in the morning, and it's still early before the appointed noon." The old Confucian scholar was cooking tea leisurely.

In front of the palace gate, Gong Nanbei was sharpening an ordinary green sword slowly, as if he were an ordinary person, without any aura of a great monk about him.

With the sound of sword sharpening, every time the sword was sharpened, the shadow in Gong Nanbei's heart was cut away.

Zhao Cailun on the side was pacing back and forth anxiously, with a hint of anxiety in his eyes. For the first time, she realized that she was terribly wrong. If she hadn't driven Cui Yu away, how could the Haoran family have fallen to this point?

Time passed little by little, and Zhao Cailun walked out of the palace from time to time and asked the warrior guarding the door: "Is anyone coming?"

The warrior returned the salute respectfully: "Reply to Madam, no one has ever been here."

Another half-quarter of an hour later, Zhao Cailun asked again. The warrior gave the same answer, which made Zhao Cailun's heart sink to the bottom.

As time went by, it was getting closer and closer to noon. The old Confucian scholar who was making tea gradually stopped and sat in the main hall with a gloomy expression without saying a word.

The entire city lord's palace was filled with an indescribable atmosphere.

At this moment, the samurai suddenly reported: "Sir, someone is here!"

Zhao Cailun, Wang Yi and others were all stunned. They quickly looked out the door and saw an embarrassed figure appearing at the door, rushing in from the door.

"Sir! Xiaobai, I'm sorry, sir! I'm sorry that the trust of the senior brothers in Haoran's lineage has caused the loss of Haoran's lineage. Xiaobai deserves to die. Today, I heard that Sir has returned, and Xiaobai came here to apologize. Please come down, sir."

When Jiang Xiaobai came, he was already crying before anyone arrived.

Seeing Jiang Xiaobai running towards him, Wang Yi looked ugly and wanted to step forward to stop him, but the old Confucian scholar waved his hand to stop him: "Are you Jiang Xiaobai?"

Jiang Xiaobai knelt down in front of the old Confucian scholar, his attitude was extremely humble, and he cried and said: "The sinner Jiang Xiaobai, please forgive me."

The old Confucian scholar looked at Jiang Xiaobai, who was bursting into tears. He was stunned for a moment, and after a moment he said: "I can't blame you for the dispute over orthodoxy. I didn't expect that in the end, you were the only one who came to see me."

The old Confucian scholar stood up and helped Jiang Xiaobai up without daring to lift him up.

Jiang Xiaobai is a noble, and the old Confucian scholar is white. Although he is a great monk, he is also three points less powerful when facing the nobles.

"Sir, it's all the fault of the lineage of Saint Nali. The disciple has already told all the senior brothers that Daqi Kingdom will be given to you and the Haoran lineage as a dojo. But who knows that the lineage of Saint Nali is domineering and destroying good things? Please sir, make the decision for me." Jiang Xiaobai's voice was full of grievances, as if he was the victim: "As long as I am in power, Da Qi is willing to respect the Haoran lineage as the state religion."