Guarding the prison for a hundred years, being born to overwhelm the demon king

The art of looking at the qi of heaven and man is personally passed down by Confucian masters. It is also the first of the seventy-two magical powers of Confucianism and is the best at looking at qi.

You can see the past and the future, and you can also calculate the changes in everything in the world.

He had previously used many chants and prayers as a guide, and wanted to use this technique to spy on the people behind these gods.

But I never thought that I would suffer a huge blowback from my luck!
Who is that purple aura...

"Yes……"

At this time, after hearing Zeng Yun's instructions, although Lin Baiyun was full of doubts, he still nodded in agreement, turned around and walked out of the car.

Although the previous shock was limited to the car, how high was Zeng Yun's realm?

Naturally, he guessed something.

And even if it's just some breath, leaking out, it has already attracted everyone to fall on their feet.

At this time, there was chaos all around, the official road was filled with dust, and groans came and went.

"In the end what happened?"

Lin Baiyun glanced back at the carriage, then shook his head. He stepped forward to comfort many frightened merchants and passers-by.

In the carriage, Yuan Xiang was sitting uneasily and said, "Master, could it be that behind these gods, there are those..."

Its perception is very keen, and it can clearly detect that its master's soul is unstable and his magic power is disordered.

The aura of the Ten Thousand Dragons' Great Divine Power, which had been suppressed, had the tendency to boil and explode.

The master of Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest is the best monk in the world. If he cannot suppress the magical power he left behind, I am afraid that my master will die on the spot.

Naturally, this is not something that happened suddenly. Obviously, it has a lot to do with the road god from before.

"Is he really the God of Dayun?"

Holding his trembling beard, Zeng Yun could not calm down for a while, and many thoughts were fluctuating in his mind.

His sect, for generations, has made history and written history books, not only the history of Confucianism, but also the history of the world.

Having inherited it to this day, he naturally knows many secrets that are difficult for ordinary people to know.

For example, Dayun's earth-suppressing god.

The so-called God who controls the earth is the Dayun Tianshi Mansion, which uses great magic power to control the demon spirits and human souls with good intentions in the world.

Later, he was given the priesthood to resist the evil spirits in the world.

These gods do not follow God's will, they only believe in the Heavenly Master's Mansion, and they only respect the ancestor of the Earthly Immortal!
But as that earth-shattering turmoil broke out, everything had been buried.

The Earth God has also become a taboo, and has not been heard of for tens of thousands of years.

Now, he has reappeared between heaven and earth...

Zeng Yun's brows furrowed slightly as many thoughts flashed through his mind.

He raised his eyebrows and looked outside the car curtains that were lifted by the wind.

In the sky, several streaks of light roared towards them at extremely fast speeds.

In just a few seconds, they were already above the official road.

"May I ask who is in the car below, Mr. Zeng?"

"People from the Rebellion Division..."

Yuan Xiang shook his nose and snorted with some disgust: "Now that my master is here, how dare you condescend to me?"

Ling Tian prohibits people from flying and crossing, but Ping Luan Si is the only exception.

As Yuan Xiang snorted, an invisible yet majestic force burst out from the car in an instant!

It was just a horizontal push, and it seemed like it was going to knock all these streams of light to the ground with one blow.

"Yuan Xiang?"

In the stream of light, there was a slightly surprised exclamation. Then, the stream of light dispersed, and several middle-aged people in black clothes landed steadily.

They glanced at Yuan Xiang who was furious in the car, and then bowed and said: "I'm waiting for you to hit me, Master, don't be offended."

Confucianism was a prominent school in the world, and its status was extremely high in the three major dynasties, especially the Dayan Dynasty.

Although Zeng Yun was not the leader of the Holy King family, his status was extremely high.

Even if the Pingchaosi Division was extremely powerful, they would not dare to neglect it.

“He who does not know is not guilty.”

Zeng Yun's brows eased, and the car had moved across the air, avoiding the noisy official road, and landed on the wild land outside the official road:

"You guys are here to welcome us. What's the important matter?"

The masters from the Suppression and Rebellion Department looked at each other one after another, and all approached the car. They first saluted respectfully, and then said:

"Back to Master Zeng, I'm here to greet you on the orders of my boss."

"I heard that Mr. Zhang went into seclusion many years ago. Why do you still have the leisure to see me?"

Zeng Yun sat still and calmed down his turbulent aura, but there was also a hint of thinking in his eyes.

In the Dayan Dynasty, the emperor was respected. If the emperor did not leave, the prince would supervise the country and the high priest would rule the law.

In addition to this, the Chief of the Suppression and Rebellion Department and the Sangong and Jiuqing are the most noble.

Zhang Yunxiang's status was higher than that of the Three Lords, and he had no friendship with him. Why would he suddenly be invited?

"The Chief has been away from seclusion for many years. As for why he wants to see Master, we can no longer know."

The masters of the Suppressing Rebellion Department looked respectful, but they did not answer Zeng Yun's doubts. They just said slowly: "Master, please come with us and ask the head of the department personally..."

"Bold!!"

When Yuan Xiang heard this, he immediately shook his nose and pronounced it angrily!
Its sound waves rumbled, like thousands of thunder and lightning rolling away, shaking the sky: "This Yunxiang, as the boss, is so rude!?"

"Is this your attitude when you invite my master to come to your door!?"

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

The extremely powerful blood energy rose into the sky, and rolling thunderclouds were attracted by its energy and blood, intertwined with each other, and in a few moments, they turned into dark clouds, covering the sky.

"Master, don't be angry..."

Several masters of the Rebellion Department did not seem to care about the changes in the sky. They still bowed and said: "Master, please believe that my leader definitely does not mean to be negligent." "There are really some things that cannot be said."

"Oh?"

Zeng Yun raised his hand and dispersed the gathering dark clouds and strong wind, and then said calmly:

"In that case, let's go for it."

Yuan Xiang made a movement and jumped out of the car. With a flick of his nose, he took the rope rein from the frightened and trembling dragon horse. With a movement of his body, he had already pulled up the car.

At the same time, it did not forget to look back at Lin Baiyun: "Boy Lin, why don't you hurry up and follow?"

"Come right away!"

Lin Baiyun was naturally paying attention to the car. At this time, when he heard Yuan Xiang's call, he hurriedly dropped some money, rose into the air, and landed in front of the car.

Several masters from the Suppression and Rebellion Department frowned slightly, and also rose into the air, transformed into streams of light, and flew away through the air.

"Piecing Rebellion Division..."

On the car, Lin Baiyun stared at the streams of light, with a trace of doubt in his heart.

The Pingchaosi Department was the most violent organization in the Great Yan Dynasty. Su Lai was not on good terms with Confucianism, so how could he invite Master Zeng?

As he was puzzled, those streams of light suddenly accelerated, surpassing the car, and pulled out scorching wind and airflow, heading towards the distant city.

"Humph!"

Yuan Xiang snorted coldly and increased his speed. Before long, he overtook the middle-aged people again.

After repeating this several times, those streams of light suddenly fell down.

The city has arrived.

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

Yuan Xiang originally wanted to completely surpass a few people, but he heard Zeng Yun speak in the car.

Its body shook, and it could only drop its cloud head.

"Old Master Zeng."

The masters of the Suppression and Rebellion Department also fell behind the car and said respectfully: "The leader of my family is in Golden Dragon City at the moment..."

Lin Baiyun bowed and opened the car curtain, and Zeng Yun stepped out of the car slowly.

He just glanced at it, his brows suddenly furrowed, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes:
"How could it be Golden Dragon City?"

Golden Dragon City is the birthplace of Taizu Dayan, and it once served as Dayan's capital.

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

No matter in terms of prosperity or other aspects, it is not as good as other big cities and important cities. It can only be regarded as an ancient city.

Just because it has special significance, many people still live here.

"Master, he..."

Those experts from the Suppressing Rebellion Department wanted to say something else.

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

Zeng Yun waved his hand, stepped forward, and disappeared directly in front of everyone.

Its speed was so fast that even the few people present, including experts, could not see the slightest trace.

"master!"

Yuan Xiang got rid of the car and was about to follow, but he was blocked by the masters of the Peace Division: "Stop!"

"You dare to stop me!?"

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

"Golden Dragon City is the ancestral land of Dayan. Although you are Yuan Xiang, if you dare to challenge the ancestral land, Master may not be able to save you!"

Several experts from the Pingchaosi Division had lowered eyebrows, but they were neither humble nor arrogant. Their auras crisscrossed each other, and they joined together, like an iron curtain, blocking Yuan Xiang.

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

Although Jinlong City is an ancient city, the construction of its walls, roads, and many houses is excellent.

While perfectly retaining the atmosphere of time, there is no trace of dilapidation or decay.

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

Zeng Yun took one step and passed the city gates and formations, and stepped into the Golden Dragon City. He glanced slightly with his peripheral vision, but he had already discovered something strange.

This famous ancient city of Dayan, the ancestral land of Dayan, also has an aura similar to that of the Road God, the Door God, and the Giant Spirit God!

Although these auras are inaudible and ordinary monks in the Holy Realm may not be able to detect them, they cannot be hidden from him at all.

"Is this also..."

Zeng Yun stared at it for a moment, then stepped forward again, walking slowly and slowly through the streets, passing by the statues of gods with different expressions, 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 door was spotless, there was still a tall young man cleaning it.

"What a young man..."

Looking at this young man, Zeng Yun stroked his long beard and his eyes lit up: "Young man, what is your name? Who is your master?"

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

"Ok?"

After hearing Zeng Yun's question, the young man slowly raised his head and responded with a smile: "Young man Yang Feng, what do you call me Mr. Yang?"

"Yang Feng..."

Zeng Yun chewed the name again, feeling a deep throbbing in his heart.

Vaguely, he had a premonition.

This child is definitely not a thing in the pool! (End of chapter)