"Master! What happened?"

Yuan Xiang was shocked, but he didn't know what happened. He was both determined and worried, and he jumped repeatedly in a hurry.

“Master…”

Lin Baimei's expression also changed drastically, and she was at a loss, not knowing what was going on.

"I'm fine..."

Zeng San reluctantly raised his hand to stop the panic of one person and one elephant.

"master."

Yuan Xiang stepped forward, full of worry: "Your injury is even worse..."

"It's not in the way."

Zeng San took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it. The purple color between his eyebrows slowly faded away, and the drooping eyes blocked the vibration in his eyes:

"Baimei, go out on my behalf to appease the pedestrians and compensate them for their losses, and don't let someone take advantage of the situation..."

Zeng Sanqiang calmed down his mind, but when he recalled the purple light, he still felt throbbing in his heart and could not calm down for a moment.

The art of looking at qi by heaven and man is personally taught by Master, the leader of the seventy-two magical powers of Confucianism. It is best at looking at qi, which can see the past and the future, and calculate the changes of heaven and earth.

He used the sound of chanting scriptures and praying as a guide to use this technique to see the people behind these "gods", but he did not want to be greatly backfired.

That purple air...

"yes......"

Lin Baimei was full of doubts, but he nodded and turned away from the chariot.

Although the previous vibration was limited to the chariot, Zeng San's realm was so high that it had caused a large number of people to fall over.

At this time, there was chaos around, dust filled the official road, and moans came one after another.

“What the hell happened?”

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

In the carriage, Yuan Xiang was a little uneasy: "Master, can it be those behind these gods..."

Its perception is keen and can clearly detect the unstable spirit of its master and the disorder of magic power. The breath of the "Ten Thousand Dragons Destroying the Dao" suppressed is also in a boiling trend.

The Lord of Wanlong Nest is the most powerful person in the world. If he cannot suppress his magical powers, he is afraid that his master will be transformed on the spot.

This naturally won’t happen suddenly, it is obviously related to the previous “Lu God”.

"It's really the Great Xia Di Ji?"

Pinching his trembling beard, Zeng San couldn't calm down for a moment, and there were many thoughts fluctuating.

His history has been created from generation to generation, not only Confucian history, but also has inherited the history of the world to this day. He naturally understands many secrets that are difficult for ordinary people to know.

For example, the god of Daxia.

The so-called god for the earth is the "god" born by the demon spirits and monsters in the Great Xia Tianshi Mansion with great magic power to restrain the souls of the world with good intentions to resist the evil spirits and monsters in the world.

He did not obey the will of heaven, but only respected the Heavenly Master Mansion, and only respected the "ancestor of the Earth Immortal".

But with that earth-shaking turmoil, everything has been buried, and the earth god has become a taboo. There has never been any news for tens of thousands of years.

Now it has reappeared between heaven and earth...

As the thoughts flashed in his heart, Zeng San frowned slightly and looked out of the curtain of the car that was lifted by the wind.

In the sky, several streams of light roared, and the speed was extremely fast. In just a few moments, it had already arrived above the official road:

"Dare you dare to ask about the carriage below, but Mr. Zeng is in front of you?"

"The people of Yasuyashi..."

Yuan Xiang shook his nose and snorted coldly in disgust: "Since I know my master is here, how dare you be condescending?"

Lingquan Road forbids people to fly across the board, but Jingyeshi is the only exception.

As Yuan Xiang snorted coldly, an invisible and qualitative powerful force burst out from the chariot, just a horizontal push, as if he was about to slap all these streams of light on the ground with one blow.

"Yuanxiang?"

A slightly surprised exclaim came from the flowing light, and then the flowing light dispersed, and several middle-aged men in soapy clothes landed on the ground.

He glanced at Yuan Xiang who was angry in the chariot and bowed and said, "We are reckless, please don't be surprised by your master."

Confucianism is a worldly prominent scholar and has a very high status in the three great emperors, especially the Great Zhou imperial court.

Although Zeng Sanfei is the leader of the "Saint" and "Wang" families, his status is also very high. Even if Jingyeshi is extremely powerful, he dare not neglect it.

"Those who do not know are not guilty."

Zeng San's brows were soothing, and the carriage had moved from the sky, avoiding the noisy official road and landing on the wilderness outside the official road:

"I don't know what's important to you?"

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

"Return to Master Zeng, I am here to welcome Master here on the order of my master."

"I heard that Master Zhang had already been in seclusion many years ago, so why do you have the time to see me?"

Zeng San sat still and calmed down his turbulent aura, but a trace of thought appeared in his eyes.

In the imperial court of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the emperor was respected. If the emperor did not leave, the prince would supervise the country and the high priest would rule the rules and regulations. In addition, the Lord Jingye and the Three Dukes and Nine Ministers were the most noble.

Zhang Feng's mansion has the highest status as the three masters, and he has no friendship with him, so he suddenly invites him...

"The Master of the Ministry has been out of seclusion for many years. As for why he wants to see the Master, it is not us who knows."

The masters of Jingyesi looked respectful, but did not answer Zeng San's doubts, but said, "I'd better ask the master to follow me and ask the master of the department in person..."

“Bold!”

Yuan Xiang shook her nose and made her angry pronunciation. The sound waves rumbling like thousands of thunder and lightning rolling away, shaking the sky: "Zhang Feng's mansion is so rude. Is this the attitude that my master comes to the door?!"

When Yuanxiang gets angry, the color of heaven and earth changes.

The extremely majestic blood and energy rose into the air, and there were rolling thunder clouds that were captured by their qi and blood, intertwined and crossed each other, and in a few moments it turned into dark clouds covering the sky and the sun.

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

Several masters of Jingyeshi seemed to care about the changes in the celestial phenomena and bowed to the ground: "I would like to believe that my master has no intention of negligence. In fact, some things cannot be said."

"oh?"

Zeng Sanyi raised his hand, dispersed the gathering of dark clouds and winds, and said lightly: "So, let's go."

Yuan Xiang moved his body and jumped out of the chariot. He swung his nose and took the reins from the frightened trembling horse. When he moved his body, he had already pulled the chariot up.

He didn't forget to look back at Lin Baimei: "Boy Lin, why don't you keep up?"

"Come soon!"

Lin Baimei was naturally paying attention to the location of the chariot. At this time, he heard the call and hurriedly threw the money away, and also took off from the air and landed in front of the chariot.

Several masters of Jingyeshi frowned slightly, and also rose from the air, turning into a stream of light and leaving the air.

"Yingyeshi..."

Lin Baimei stared at the streaming lights on the chariot, and was confused in her heart. Jing Yesi was the number one violent organ in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Soon she was incompatible with Confucianism. How could she invite Master Zeng?

While he was puzzled, the streams of light suddenly accelerated over the chariot, pulled out a stream of burning wind and headed towards the distant city.

"snort!"

Yuan Xiang snorted coldly and accelerated himself. Not long after, he surpassed those middle-aged people.

After repeating this several times, the stream of light suddenly landed, but the city had arrived.

"Falling in the distance, don't pass by the city!"

Yuan Xiang had originally thought of exceeding a few people, but when Zeng San spoke in the chariot, his body shook and he had to fall down from the clouds.

"Master Zeng."

Those masters of Jingyeshi also landed behind the chariot and bowed respectfully: "My master of the family is in Panlong City at this moment..."

Lin Baimei bowed and lifted the curtain. Zeng San walked out of the chariot slowly. He just glanced at him and his eyebrows frowned. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes:

"How could it be Panlong City?"

Panlong City is the ancestral land of Longxing of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the birthplace of Taizu of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and once became the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

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

Whether it is prosperity or other things, it is not as good as other big cities or heavy cities, but can only be regarded as an ancient city.

It’s just because of its special significance that many people live here.

"Master of the Secret......" What else do those Jingye Se masters have to say?

"There is no need to lead the way, I will go and look for him."

Zeng San waved his hand and stepped forward, and disappeared directly in front of everyone. The speed was so fast that even if the few people present were masters, there was no trace of them.
To be continued...