Chapter 189 Nine Stars in a Row

"The Great Master is here!!"

Everyone stood up, the old man put away his smile, and stood up with everyone with respect.

He respected the Master more than anyone else. As long as you understand history, you will know how much benefit the Master brought.

The old man's name is Liu Siyuan. His origin is also very simple. He is the descendant of Liu Song, one of the Seven Immortals of Qinling Mountains. The young man he brought with Xiang Youxian when he went down the mountain was Liu Song. Liu Song was not talented, and later gradually went behind the scenes. Most of his descendants are engaged in literary and historical work.

Soon, a Taoist priest in white came in the crowd.

His eyes were as deep as stars, his skin was as clean as white jade, and his hair was like a black waterfall, tied up with a red rope and draped behind him.

Behind him followed the masters such as Yun Wuya, Li Congwu, Gu Mingyue, Bai Yang, etc.

"Greetings to the Great Master!"

Everyone knelt down together.

No words or miracles are needed. The people standing behind Xu Xuan are proof.

The Eighth Prince suddenly found that the two people who beat him were following Xu Xuan. His father, Li Congwu, looked unhappy. For a moment, he had a bad feeling.

On the way down the mountain, Xu Xuan met Zhang Yanran and Lin Qingfeng. They gave him a piece of paper with the chaos of the current wealthy families written on it.

For example, the Eighth Prince, who seemed to be just a playboy who loved to play, at least in Li Congwu's eyes, but he killed many people in private, such as throwing the annoying scholar into the water, causing him to die of cold.

He would take the things of whoever he liked, or he would arrange his men to force him to take them. As for whether people died or not, he never cared, and he only cared about the results.

Xu Xuan's voice was low and only reached the ears of the people around him.

"You should set an example. If I hadn't known the reason why you fought with Yun Wuya a few days ago, you would have died."

Li Congwu can still be saved. Judging from his performance in the past few days, he just neglected his teachings. If he deliberately let it go or thought it was not a big deal, the emperor would at least have to be replaced.

Xu Xuan's voice was calm, and everyone only felt a chill in their hearts.

"Disciple, listen to my order!"

Li Congwu did not feel humiliated, but was relieved.

At the same time, he understood that this was his last chance.

The strong never need to be euphemistic. Now it is an ultimatum. If they still don't do it well, then the sky will fall and the earth will crack.

Everyone walked in, and the wise men stood up to greet them, welcoming the ancestor of martial arts and the god of Taoism.

The men were well-dressed and the women were beautiful.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Xu Xuan, like the elixir of immortality in mythology, and everyone wanted to get a little bit of his light.

The dandies were dissolute, but they were not fools. They also admired Xu Xuan very much, but they stood from their own perspective, centered on themselves, and substituted Kou Zhen and Lu Jing of the past.

Kou Zhen and Lu Jing were just dogs who lost their homes back then. It was because they were favored by Xu Xuan that they had such a status.

Now they are all extremely talented and have a high starting point. How could they not be chosen?

In an instant, it was very lively.

Unfortunately, they were slapped in the face the next second.

Gradually, they felt something was wrong. Why didn't the True Lord call them up?

Everyone knelt for a long time, and the True Lord didn't say a word. Everyone subconsciously looked up and saw Li Congwu with an angry face, and ordered the soldiers around him: "Catch them all and put them in the sky prison!!"

"Yes!"

No one dared to disobey the emperor's order. The guards took action directly. At this moment, no one dared to resist.

All the people who attended the banquet were arrested, but not all of them were killed. Li Congwu knew that there were good and bad people, but the situation was different now. He was too lazy to distinguish them. He arrested them first and then distinguished them.

Some begged for mercy, some looked ashen, and some still hadn't reacted.

"Father! It's unfair, these two bitches must have framed me!" The Eighth Prince kicked the two guards away, and seemed to have thought of something. He pointed at Zhang Yanran and others and cursed.

"Rebellious son!" Li Congwu rushed forward and knocked the Eighth Prince unconscious.

It's not that he was reluctant, but he didn't know the canonical punishment, which was not enough to let the victim rest in peace.

Liu Siyuan smiled happily. As expected, as long as the True Lord returned, these chaos would definitely subside.

These young people probably know that they are wrong and not right now. They just know that they are going to die.

"True Lord, can you keep this person?" Zhang Yanran pointed at Liu Siyan and said.

"Yes."

Xu Xuan understood that this was the person who reported it.

Soon, the guards let him go, and the old man came forward to greet the True Lord Xu Xuan and explained his purpose.

"Well, it turns out that we are old friends. Let's talk about the past later."

Xu Xuan stood aside, and the heads beside him all looked embarrassed. Among them were their proud disciples and beloved legitimate sons.

How did it become like this all of a sudden?

Of course, in addition to those with ugly faces, there were also people who looked calm, such as Hai Quan, the head of Tianyi Dao. If we talk about which sect has the best reputation in the world, it is undoubtedly Tianyi Dao.

He did have selfish motives to let his disciple show himself in front of Zhenjun, but he still understood the style of his disciple.

"Zhenjun, did you misunderstand? My son has no intention of harming others." The head of Shenxiao Dao said.

"Don't worry, fellow Taoist, I have my own arrangements. If your son is innocent, he will be released and sent home." Li Congwu said without waiting for Xu Xuan to answer.

Yun Wuya and Gu Mingyue did not bring anyone with them, so they naturally watched all this happily.

Their thoughts were consistent with Xu Xuan.

"Bah! What kind of immortal is this? You are playing tricks on me. Why don't you let me go!" At this time, a man was escorted to Xu Xuan and spitted, struggling and cursing.

The spit was blown to the man's face by a gust of wind.

Bang!

The guard hit him with an elbow, causing his head to bleed, and the whole person fainted.

Li Congwu's face became more and more ugly.

This man's spit was worth at least three clans.

A storm swept across the capital, spreading across all walks of life. The first to bear the brunt was the Imperial Guards, and the emperor personally led the Imperial Guards to capture the criminals.

On the other side, Yun Wuya also went back to rectify the Taoist sect. The situation there was not bad, after all, they had to deal with such an old-fashioned person like him. However, it is a good thing to check it out. If there is nothing wrong, then do it.

At the same time, he dispatched troops to the other three sects to ask for the magic weapons.

The climax of the storm was the moment when the eighth prince was sentenced to death. This was the first time in history, and it also announced the emperor's determination to the world.

Heads fell one after another, and the public security in Chang'an improved.

As for these disturbances, it had nothing to do with Xu Xuan.

To a certain extent, he had passed the realm of killing people personally. With one order, blood flowed for thousands of miles, and countless people died.

The killing continued for half a year.

Within half a year, the martial arts world was cleaned up again, and all the occupied industries were returned, especially important industries such as railways and minerals. The government set up another agency to manage them.

Zhang Yanran held the pale bone sword and absorbed a lot of internal force for Xu Xuan. Of course, Xu Xuan looked down on those below the innate level.

The ranking of Baixiao Pavilion changes three times a day.

The three magic weapons also came to Xu Xuan. This time, he absorbed internal energy for a total of 2,500 years, which can refine at least ten immortal pills.

At night, the stars surround the moon.

The ghost soldiers patrolling Lishan and the foot of the foot, the ghost soldiers in the myth appear again, which reminds the people who come to see the name of torture ghosts and summon gods in the myth.

In recent days, even the ghost soldiers have appeared in Chang'an City. The name of Zhenjun has spread everywhere, and the ancient myth has come to reality again.

In the thatched cottage.

"The world is finally peaceful." Li Congwu and Yun Wuya sighed.

Xu Xuan disagreed. When it appears again in a hundred years, it is estimated that he can kill a group.

At this time, he was observing a stone mural. This thing was obtained from Shu and has been hidden in the home of a person seeking immortality. It was not revealed until this time when the house was raided.

The mural has only a few strokes, outlining the ancient hidden things.

At the top of the mural is a sun radiating light, surrounded by several stars, a total of nine, and complex patterns engraved beside it. Judging from the traces, it is at least thousands of years old.

Xu Xuan found the pattern, which seems to be the formula for calculating the nine stars in a row. The twisted strokes seem to be a kind of hieroglyphics and numbers. Some places are unclear, showing that the author is in a bad mood.

It is somewhat similar to the writing of the feathered man back then.

Xu Xuan forgot to eat and sleep, immersed in it for three days and three nights.

Finally deciphered it.

"Nine stars in a row, just one hundred and two years later."