Taiyue Mountain, the ancestral land of Taiyue Taoism.

Nowadays, the three-hundred-year-old foundation was ruined and was destroyed overnight at the hands of the Tule court.

At this time, a group of elite Turer wolf soldiers was still stationed beside the dilapidated Taoist palace.

You can vaguely see the gorgeous palace, but there are still some traces of swords and axes.

On the walls of some palaces, there are many images of gods, emperors, goddesses, Taoists and Yuanjun depicted on them.

However, when the Tule wolf soldiers entered the palace gate, the resistance of the Taoists stained the immortal murals with a lot of blood.

Even though people in the Immortal Sect have magical powers and can swallow fire and spit water, they are still mortal bodies. With weapons and weapons added to their bodies, they are no different from ordinary people.

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The important place of Taiyue Daozong, Zhengyang Hall.

Taoist Qingzhu was sitting on a crabapple wooden chair, with a dozen Taoists standing on both sides, lowering their heads and waiting for the reprimand from Taoist Qingzhu.

"Still haven't found Cang Mu's whereabouts?"

Qingzhu Taoist put down the cup calmly. The celadon-baked tea bowl had a few jade-colored tea leaves floating in it, glowing with cool water.

Several Taoists shook their heads in despair and did not dare to reply.

Even if these Taoists are all practicing Taoism, they can open their own Dharma altars, and can be called ancestors in some small sects, they will never dare to be presumptuous in front of this Taoist in front of them.

Moreover, the body that trembles from time to time also shows the fear of the Taoists.

"The Taiyue Sect's...a fish that slipped through the net!"

Qingzhu used his fingertips to gently scrape off the leaf fragments floating on the tea bowl, and said quietly: "You can't even take down the severely injured and half-wasted Cangmu, so you come back empty-handed. The sect has worked hard to cultivate you waste materials, but there are some

What’s the use?”

"kindness……"

The green bamboo eyes, like emerald green, swept over these Taoists.

thump!

More than a dozen Taoists were paralyzed on the ground, sweating uncontrollably and even soaking their robes.

The cold murderous intent made the Taoist people's skin tighten, like a real stinging sensation, like being cut into pieces by a thousand knives.

"Senior brother... Senior brother... have mercy on me... that Cangmu is also a real person, and he has a treasure within him. We... we are really no match for Cangmu!"

A person's defenses were suddenly shattered, and he crawled to Qingzhu Taoist's feet in a fit of piss, grabbing the ground and begging.

Although they are both juniors, it stands to reason that they and Taoist Master Changchun are also fellow disciples.

However, the relationship between senior brothers is sometimes completely different, and the relationship can also be divided into high and low levels.

Not to mention Taoist Qingzhu, one of the seven great masters of Changchun Taoism. His status is lofty and he is extremely honorable. How can he be compared to these small alchemists?

Taoist Qingzhu could crush these little masters to death with just a little finger.

Since the Changchun Taoist Sect originated from the Hu people, everyone in the sect has a trace of the violence unique to the Hu people.

"So, you are resenting the poor Taoist for his unharmonious behavior?"

"Cang Mu... Hehe... The world is competing for dragons. How can it be so easy to survive the relapse of great fortune? Even if Cang Song, the old immortal, wants to bear all the relapse, how can he bear it?

Scored a few points.”

Qingzhu sneered and said: "Alas... A real person who has lost his fortune and has half-finished Taoism can escape your arrest... You have really disappointed me!"

Changchun Tao has strict rules and is almost a demonic way.

What is created is absolute authority between top and bottom, which cannot be violated.

"Senior brother...Junior brother is bound to die...Junior brother is bound to die..."

The Taoist saw the deep coldness under Qingzhu's eyelids and was so frightened that he howled.

Taoist Qingzhu looked at the Taoist's cries, and the coldness in the depths of his eyes became stronger and stronger until he could no longer suppress it.

"The sect paid a heavy price to allow Hu Rile to let go and take the opportunity to destroy the Taiyue Sect. You all should know that."

"You know better what the sect needs. If you don't get it, what will you and Pindao face?"

Qingzhu Taoist said slowly: "I don't want to die even if I am a Taoist, so who wants to die?"

"Whether you live or die, as long as the true shape of the Five Mountains is shown, I even want to live!"

Taoist Qingzhu's tone made the Taoists paralyzed on the ground even more frightened.

"ah……"

In an instant, wails and miserable howls echoed in the Zhengyang Hall...

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Boom! Boom! Boom!

In the early morning, at the entrance of Shanghe Village, there was a loud sound of gongs beating.

The six elders held a gold and brass gong in one hand and a knocking rod in the other.

The knocking rod was wrapped in bright red cloth, and it was struck with a sound of "Boom! Boom!"

A dozen Turer people, wearing black armor, stood at the entrance of Shanghe Village. The leader of the group, a Turer leader, shouted loudly.

"Hurry! Hurry! Gather! Hurry up!"

This leader of the Turer people is obviously a rare Turer nobleman. He wears high boots and short fur clothes. He carries a silver-inlaid scimitar at his waist. His face is full of flesh and blood, and every move he makes has a murderous look.

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In this atmosphere, the villagers gathered in a hurry like being driven lambs.

The young, old and weak from Shanghe Village gathered at the entrance of the village. Many women subconsciously held their children in their arms and looked uneasily at the sudden arrival of the Tule sergeants.

Xun Shaoyu was also mixed in the crowd, surrounded by his father and brother in this life.

Fang's father had been working hard all year round, and his thin, dark body was exhausted. However, his thin and frail body protected Xun Shaoyu steadily.

Xun Shaoyu was a seven-year-old boy at this time, without any burden of age. He lay quietly on Father Fang's arms, his eyes rolling around.

Three older brothers also stood beside Father Fang, like a wall.

Under the rule of the Tule people, people in the Song Dynasty were like pigs, sheep, and dogs. In any case, they were not like humans.

As third- and fourth-class households in the Song Dynasty, people in the Song Dynasty did not have the right to names at all, and most of them were replaced by numerical names.

Therefore, people's names are somewhat random. As the name suggests, in this family, "Fang Jiu" means ninth.

Fang Jiu also had three brothers who were farmers, a sister who was married to another country, and several brothers and sisters who died young.

At this time, Fang's father raised his arms to protect Xun Shaoyu. The three brothers, Fang Da, Fang San, and Fang Si, stood beside Fang's father, resisting the crowd of villagers.

The Sixth Elder bowed his head and was talking to the Tule nobleman. It was difficult to tell just from the opening and closing of his mouth.

After a while, Liu Lao trotted all the way and ran to the villagers.

"Hey...Grandpa Guan...look..."

Liu Lao said to a young Turer man who was old enough to be his son, with a smile on his face and wrinkles on his face.

"******"

The young Turer man first looked in the direction of the Turer nobleman, speaking the Turer language, and then nodded.

At the same signal from the Turer nobleman, the young Turer man pulled out a roll of yellow paper from his armor and handed it to the old man's hand.

"Quiet! Quiet!"

Bang, the six elders suddenly struck the gong and shouted loudly.

"The imperial court issued a document to capture the traitors and prisoners at sea. Anyone who sees the prisoners will report them to the government and be rewarded with 1,600 pieces of gold."

Boom! The six elders banged the gong hard and shouted: "Reward 1,600 coins!"

The so-called jiaozi are coins made by the Tule people. They are oval in shape and hollow in the center, with the reign title of the Wei Ting emperor or the chronicle on them.

It's just that in all dynasties, it was made of copper. Although this dime also contains copper, it only contains a small amount.

The materials used in this coin are mostly made of iron, lead and other base metals, mixed with a small amount of copper. It is light in weight, brittle and easy to break. It is not widely circulated in the market and cannot be obtained by the common people.

Recognition.

Because among the Tule people, the great nobles also had the right to mint coins, and the money made by the Wei court was shoddy. As a result, low-quality coins were widely circulated in the market, often with inflated prices, inflation, and the decline of industry and commerce.

Therefore, people generally do not use coins, and would rather barter than use coins.

"Reward 1,600 coins!"

The Six Elders shouted while banging the gong.

"Look, look, all, this is the imperial prisoner that the court wants to capture, worth sixteen hundred cents."

The Sixth Elder took out the yellow paper he took from the young Tule man, and slowly opened it. It turned out to be a portrait of a person.

"This is a demon...he is treasonous, performs witchcraft and witchcraft, and is wanted by the court. Look at it, look at it... This is only 1,600 dimes, which is a windfall!"
To be continued...