"This is too much!"
The solid wood desk was smashed to pieces, and flying wood chips flew out like hidden weapons. In the small room, Meng Zhan's face was ashen:
"How dare you, old man, bully me like this?!"
While the sawdust was flying, Meng Zhan was furious. His clothes moved without the wind, making a "swishing" sound.
All the martial arts masters inside and outside the hut looked down and were as silent as cicadas.
"Hall Master."
At this time, a young man wearing green armor strode out of the courtyard, glanced at the other people outside the house, and waved his hand for them to get out.
"Ming Lu."
Seeing the visitor, Meng Zhan's expression softened: "What's going on?"
Wang Minglu quickly walked into the house, closed the door, and then replied in a low voice:
"Six shrines including Fuya, Wang's Mansion, Huoyi Alley, and Baicao Pavilion were all destroyed, and all those trash from the Evil God Cult were killed and injured..."
"waste!"
Meng Zhan's face twitched and he could barely suppress his anger: "Su Wanxiong's men are all trash!"
Wang Minglu's heart trembled, and he said in a deep voice: "Master, you have become more and more angry these days."
"I practice the righteous method of worshiping gods given by the main hall. I won't lose control and go crazy easily. It's just that I can't suppress the anger in my heart today."
Meng Zhan waved his hand, not feeling anything wrong, but his eyes were cold:
"Only I know the location of the six shrines. Before today, even you didn't know all the directions. How could the old man know?"
"this……"
Wang Minglu shook his head: "This is also where my subordinates are confused..."
"This matter needs to be investigated thoroughly!"
Meng Zhan looked livid and felt uneasy.
He thought to himself that he had acted extremely carefully. None of the six altars knew the existence of the other. Who had the ability to find them all?
"yes."
Wang Minglu nodded, but he couldn't help but feel worried: "If this matter is exposed, what should we do?"
"What does the Valley of Divine Weapons condone the blood sacrifices of the Evil God Sect and do we have anything to do with it? This hall master is simply derelict in his duties."
Meng Zhan sneered again and again: "If not, then the old man wouldn't be giving a warning today, but would directly take action!"
"warn?"
"That old man is going to force me to leave."
Meng Zhan regained his composure: "Ming Lu, flying pigeons sent letters to the state hall and state government offices. After that, we will temporarily leave Zhelong Mansion!"
"Leaving Fucheng?"
Wang Minglu was a little reluctant, but he could only nod and retreat.
"God's Weapon Valley!"
In the room, Meng Zhan's face was expressionless, but his chest kept rising and falling, and the fire in his heart was really uncontrollable.
The duty of Zhenwutang is to supervise the local area, but he is actually forced out of the city. This is simply a shame and humiliation!
"One day, one day..."
After taking a few deep breaths, he still couldn't suppress the anger in his heart. Meng Zhan opened the door to vent his anger.
…
…
"More than fourteen hundred years ago, Taizu divided the world and all the sects that deserved merit were rewarded. But after Taizu passed away, the court was always thinking about wiping out all the sects, wiping out the world, and taking back the right to tax."
On the carriage back to Shenbing Valley, Jing Shuhu became more talkative and talked about the court and the situation with Li Yuan.
The imperial court relied on the sect to rule the world and collect taxes, but at the same time it was extremely dissatisfied with the sect's deductions and deductions, and had been fighting openly and secretly for hundreds of years.
Violent institutions such as Zhenwu Tang and Jingping Division also came from this.
"It's time to cut down the feudal clan."
Li Yuan nodded to express his understanding. Pang Wenlong had the desire to divide the world, but his descendants may not share the same.
Two brothers in a family could turn against each other because of their family property, let alone the whole world?
It is normal to fight openly and secretly.
Even, spreading the thinking, those emperors who were assassinated by Zhaixing Tower were really assassinated by Zhaixing Tower?
Using oneself to save others, Li Yuan felt that if he were one of those great
The sect was forced to panic, so they covered their faces and fought hard.
"Yeah, almost. Our sect is pretty much the same as the vassal king of the previous dynasty, but we just don't have the same surname as the emperor."
Jing Shuhu sits cross-legged, breathing almost non-stop. This is a sign that the breathing method has long been integrated into his instincts:
"One state, one prefecture, one county, the sects fight against each other, but once the imperial court intervenes, they will be jointly attacked!"
A major sectarian alliance.
Li Yuan understood very well that compared to the imperial court, a single sect was naturally weak and a joint confrontation was inevitable.
At this time, the benefits of reading more books became apparent. As soon as Jing Shuhu said it, Li Yuan could quickly understand.
The Great Fortune established the country with force, and ruled the world with sects. Each sect, state, and prefecture was autonomous, and had the power to allocate taxes and train soldiers.
As far as he knew, Shenbing Valley could take 20% to 30% of the taxes from Zhelong Mansion, and the rest would be handed over to the state by the city, and another 20% would be allocated by Huailong Palace.
Then it was handed over to Daocheng, Daocheng, and Longhu Temple...
After layers of transfers, only 20 to 30 percent of the money actually fell into the hands of the imperial court.
This is the true meaning of sharing the world.
"The imperial court established the Zhenwu Hall with the intention of deploying the elites of the sects to suppress the sects. When Taizu was here, each family still had some face, but now..."
Jing Shuhu shook his head.
Li Yuan didn't say much, he just listened, and he had a deeper understanding of the relationship between the sect and the court.
The imperial court wanted to cut down the vassals, and the clans wanted to separate their regimes. It was so simple that it was clear at a glance.
"Okay, let's go too far."
Jing Shuhu sighed a little and stopped mentioning the matter. At this time, the carriage also arrived at the foot of Shenbing Mountain.
"By the way, I heard from Lao Lei that you want to go to the Secret Vault and the Divine Weapon Pavilion?"
Before getting off the car, Jing Shuhu suddenly spoke.
"ah?"
Li Yuan nodded: "Disciple would like to observe the weapons left by the ancestors of past generations and experience their ideas for forging weapons..."
"no."
Jing Shuhu refused flatly. Seeing that the latter was a little disappointed, he felt a little satisfied and said:
"However, for Lao Lei's sake, I can promise you..."
Li Yuan raised his head, somewhat expecting this.
Jing Shuhu put his hands behind his back:
"Every time you play a high-grade famous weapon, I will go to the Shenbing Pavilion to get a high-grade famous weapon for you to observe. At the same time, I will go to the secret building to choose a martial arts you want!"
Jing Shuhu was not surprised by Li Yuan's request.
He is naturally very clear about the pursuit of Yi Duoxing by the disciples of the Hammer Hall. What satisfies him is that this kid has not forgotten the art of weapon casting while practicing martial arts.
"Thank you, Great Elder!"
Li Yuan was overjoyed and hurriedly cupped his hands to thank him.
"Um."
Jing Shuhu nodded and was about to leave.
"That disciple made that inner armor before..."
"Um?"
Jing Shuhu frowned and walked away:
"Let's forget it!"
"Thank you, Great Elder!"
Hearing the obviously heartfelt thanks behind him, Jing Shuhu's lips slightly raised, and he disappeared on the mountain road in a few ups and downs.
He seems to be in a good mood.
…
Southeast of Shenbing Mountain, outside the mountains and forests facing the sun, is the temporary garrison and recruiting place for the Shenbing Army.
In the open space of compacted yellow mud, tents stretched for miles, and hundreds of soldiers performed martial arts here. The strong blood energy seemed to melt the snow.
"The Yizi camp has been expanded three times and now has eight thousand people. The lowest among them are warriors who have developed internal strength. There are also many warriors who have tempered their bodies and strengthened their internal strength."
Outside the open space, Li Yuan looked from a distance, thousands of warriors lined up to perform martial arts, it was very spectacular, Yu Jin said beside him.
This veteran of the Divine Guards was very familiar with military formations. On the way, he told Li Yuan many of the rules of the barracks and what needed to be paid attention to.
"If we expand it further, there will be ten thousand people."
Li Yuan sighed a little.
A group of warriors who have cultivated their inner strength lined up, and hundreds of ordinary people would be defeated in one blow, and they were no match.
Eight thousand people are enough to attack the city and seize the territory.
"I heard that Duanmusheng is going to expand to 30,000 people."
Yu Jin also knew the news about the Divine Guards very well. Although he retired, he still had his disciples and grandchildren in the Divine Guards.
"Isn't thirty thousand people too much?"
Li Yuan frowned slightly.
There are only a thousand people in Ziying. Even if they are all elites, if they control thirty, they will inevitably become bloated, and their combat power may not increase much.
The army needs training, not just cultivating inner strength.
"Hard to say."
Yu Jin said nothing.
Several people walked towards the barracks. Li Yuan also had the title of commander of the Divine Guards, so they were able to go without any obstruction. They quickly found the officer in charge of personnel dispatching in the barracks.
Naturally, there is no need to find a leader like Duanmusheng to decide whether to leave or stay a few handyman disciples.
"Senior Brother Li?"
The officer obviously recognized Li Yuan, and he was a little flattered when he saw him coming to see him, and he hurriedly moved a chair.
I heard that he was going to transfer a few disciples, so he hurriedly moved the roster, and quickly handled the things that Liu Zheng and Wang Peiyao couldn't do even with money.
"Thank you, Junior Brother Li."
Li Yuan nodded and left, taking along the heavy armor that he had not picked up before.
Heavy armor and crossbows were the only things that he couldn't easily get his hands on.
"Brother Li, walk slowly!"
The officer walked all the way to the entrance of the military camp, waving loudly, attracting everyone's attention, and his smile became even wider.
But when he turned around, he was startled: "Sun, Elder Sun..."
"snort!"
Sun Zan snorted coldly and went to the tent with a flick of his sleeves.
In the big tent, Duanmu Sheng was sitting in armor, looking through files, with a huge marching sand table in front of him.
It can be seen that a red line passes through the mountains and forests, approaching Fucheng.
"Great Commander!"
Sun Zan bowed in greeting.
"Um."
Duanmusheng put down the file.
"After Wang Zhaozhi and Lin Jia were assassinated, the Zhenwu Hall reacted greatly, but they should have to leave the city temporarily."
Sun Zan replied.
"The Sanyuanwu army is approaching, and the stability of the city is number one. Na Meng Zhan is a sensible person."
Duanmusheng was not surprised. The only thing that surprised him was:
"The Lin Jia Tongmai has been completed for a long time, so there are such experts in the Star Reaching Tower?"
"After all, this is the Star Building."
Sun Zan was a little afraid. Some time ago, he suffered an assassination, and then he hid in the Shenbing Pavilion for more than half a month.
"It's better for Meng Zhan to retreat, so that I don't have to take action."
Duanmusheng did not dwell on this and continued to look through the files.
Sun Zan sat for a while and chatted with him for a few words. Before leaving, he pretended to mention casually:
"By the way, I just met Li Yuan when we entered the camp, but are you here to pay homage to the commander-in-chief?"
"Li Yuan?"
Looking at Sun Zan's leaving figure, Duanmusheng frowned slightly. He put down the file and took out a letter from his arms.
He tapped on the desk, scanned the last sentence on the letter, suddenly laughed, raised his hand and shook the letter into powder:
"Which one is more important? You should know yourself!"
