I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years

Xing Yi's head had his eyes closed tightly, and some blood color still remained on his face.

This head is very fresh.

Even the battle-hardened Yuan army was shocked when they saw this scene.

There were all kinds of emotions in their eyes when they looked at Xing Cheng.

It was anger, contempt, disdain, and glaring.

But it is more solemn.

The rage that had been burning in Tang Yu's heart had calmed down a little at this moment, and he said in a deep voice: "To murder an official appointed by the imperial court, do you know how serious this crime is?"

Xing Cheng's forehead was pressed firmly against the ground, without lifting up.

"Xing Yi secretly colluded with the Luoxian Sect's villains to murder His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. I overheard it and wanted to inform His Royal Highness, but it was too late. As a result, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was abducted.

Xing Yi deserves death, so I offer his head to you, and ask His Majesty to punish him."

After listening to this, Tang Yu pondered for a moment and looked at Xing Cheng deeply.

"According to the laws of the Yuan Dynasty, those who plotted to murder members of the royal family should be executed along with all nine generations of the Xing family. However, considering that you were unaware of the situation and have made amends for your crimes, the Xing family will be exempted from the death penalty. All of you will be demoted to commoners, have your property confiscated, and be exiled to the frontier. You will never be allowed to hold an official position again!"

After deciding the fate of hundreds of people in the Xing family, Tang Yu took one last look at Xing Cheng and rode away.

Upon hearing this, a hint of joy appeared on Xing Cheng's numb face, and he kowtowed heavily several times.

"I, the untouchable, thank you for your grace, Your Highness!"

Xing Cheng was still kneeling on the ground, not moving.

He didn't raise his head until everyone had left.

Xing Cheng turned his gaze to his father's head, and suddenly endless sadness emerged in his eyes.

All the words that were said to Tang Yu before were told to him by Xing Yi himself.

His father was even worried that he would not do it, so he chopped off his head himself.

Because only in this way can the hundreds of lives of the Xing family have a chance to survive.

Although their property was confiscated and they were exiled, it was better than being beheaded, and the Xing family's bloodline was passed down.

Thinking of this, Xing Cheng struggled to crawl towards the bleeding head, held it in his arms and cried loudly.

The miserable wails echoed through the sky, scaring away the crows perched on the branches.

Three days later, the gate of the Xing Mansion, which had once been visited by many visitors, was sealed.

Hundreds of people from the Xing family were put in shackles and chains and escorted to the border.

...

...

On the way back to Beijing.

Tang Yu sat in a luxurious and comfortable carriage.

After being abducted by the Luoxian Sect, although he was not tortured, he was poisoned with a kind of poison that was worse than death.

He had to take the antidote once every ten days, otherwise his intestines would rupture, his body would turn into blood and he would die in agony.

Although this poison was extremely terrifying, Tang Yu did not take it seriously.

As long as we return to the capital, this little trick will be nothing in front of the Taoist Master.

Tang Yu looked at Zhu Miao, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you very much for coming to rescue me this time."

Zhu Miao waved his hand, indicating that there was no need to do so.

Besides, I didn't contribute anything, everything was done by Dao Zun.

At this point he recalled the sight of the Milky Way falling.

This scene is probably something that everyone at that time will never forget.

This is how the power of an immortal should be.

"This time, the Moon-Bearing Holy Land and the Luoxian Sect will definitely have to pay a price."

Zhu Miao chuckled, looking ready to wait for something interesting to happen.

After all, Yan Xiu was very unhappy with what the Luoxian Sect did.

Because he hates being threatened the most.

The Holy Land of the Moon.

The entire holy land was filled with a dead atmosphere, and everyone had a look of panic on their faces.

The Luoxian Sect’s plan failed!

When the news came back, everyone fell silent.

Isn't a sect as powerful as the Luoxian Sect a match for the Dao Zun?

The disciples sent to investigate the situation reported that the valley had been razed to the ground, revealing a huge bottomless pit, as if someone had dug out a piece of it.

According to eyewitnesses, a white light poured down and wiped out the valley.

When they thought of the Milky Way stretching across thousands of miles in the sky, they couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

I'm afraid only the Great Yuan Daoist Master can do this.

Even Cui Fu, who was usually calm, looked pale.

Bu Zuhua, who was at the Tiangang realm, was not able to escape, and died in the valley together with the people from the Luoxian sect.

"Elder Cui Fu, what should we do now?"

Someone asked timidly.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's eyes fell on Cui Fu.

Now that Bu Zuhua is dead, the position of headmaster is vacant again.

Among all the people present, only Cui Fu, who is at the peak of Tianyuan Realm, is the most suitable candidate.

But Cui Fu also knew that once he took over the position of headmaster, he might not live longer than Bu Zuhua.

Who would have thought that the Xianyue Holy Land, which had been passed down for thousands of years, would lose two masters in such a short period of time.

This has never happened in all these years.

The Xianyue Holy Land cannot be leaderless, but none of them is willing to take over the hot seat of headmaster.

Cui Fu glanced at the many elders and spoke hoarsely.

"My fellow elders, our Xianyue Holy Land is now in a life-or-death situation. I ask for your advice and help us get through this disaster together."

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at each other with awkward expressions.

It's easy for you to say it, you have seen the strength of this Dayuan Taoist Master.

Even a sect as strong as the Luoxian Sect is no match for him, so what can we do?

After a long silence, an elder was finally willing to speak.

But what that person said made everyone angry and feel powerless at the same time.

"In my opinion, the Holy Land can only lie dormant for now, and wait until the Great Yuan Daoist Venerable dies, then it will not be too late to make plans."

Naturally, some people are unwilling to accept such cowardly behavior, but there is no other way except this at the moment.

He, the Great Yuan Dao Zun, is just a mortal. Does he really want to compete with a holy land with a long tradition to see who can live longer?

After listening to this, Cui Fu fell into silence and spoke for a long time.

"In that case, that's the only way."

He stood up, his tone heavy.

"From now on, except for a few important branches, the rest of the holy land forces will be completely withdrawn and dormant for a hundred years."

Everyone took the order and left.

Cui Fu sat in the main seat, his eyes flickering and his teeth almost gnashing.

"Da Yuan Dao Zun, I want to see how long you can live!"

a few days later.

The forces belonging to the Xianyue Holy Land began to shrink, and this move naturally did not escape the eyes of many sects.

They were surprised that the Great Yuan Daoist Master was so powerful that even the Xianyue Holy Land had to bow down.

Many forces wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to annex the territory vacated by the Holy Land of the Moon, but they were all hit back without exception.

Although the strength of the Xianyue Holy Land has begun to decline and is no longer what it used to be, a lean camel is still bigger than a horse and is not something that a small sect can afford to provoke.

The destruction of several small sects put an end to the impulsiveness of many forces that were ready to make moves.

The capital of the Yuan Dynasty.

Tang Yu rushed back all the way under the stars and arrived at Yan Xiu's courtyard.

"Master!"

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Tang Yu saw Yan Xiu sitting cross-legged and practicing under the Jianmu tree.

The anxiety in my heart along the way also disappeared.