Xun Yi and others walked through six sects in succession, rewarding and punishing three times. Then Xun Yi led his people back to Siming Temple.

Meng Han’s people had just arrived, and before Meng Han set off, Xun Yi had already returned. Meng Han put down the teacup: “You are fast enough.”

"Not all sects go, after establishing their authority, just wait for news." Xun Yi sat back to the main seat of the divine seat. The divine light of the Siming sprinkled all over the palace, and the sound of a loud bell echoed in the divine realm.

Ren Huan and Meng Chenguaijue sat in the guest seat on the right. The spirit of Wen Si and the Qinglong Spirit Cloud spread in the temple. These two gods did not want to scatter the Lord, and both showed the divine power of the third heaven.

Meng Han looked up: "What do you say? Are you still going to let them come from the head?"

"Of course." Xun Yi leaned against the armrest: "There are twenty immortal sects in the Dachen cultivation sect, thirty-eight martial arts sects, two literary sects, and one ghost sect..." There are too many spiritual cultivators here. Although Xun Yi has a respectable status, he is not willing to fight against everyone. After being angry with the public, a group of gods cause trouble for him. How could that happen?

Since childhood, Xun Yu told Xun Yi: "If you shoot a gun and do things smoothly, you must be as gentle as jade. You can make enemies without hurting yourself, and hold grudges without killing yourself."

"The most taboo in the court and the country is to be cautious and sharp. Put yourself and the ministers against each other, and you can only be the sword in the hands of the emperor. At that time, there is no value and the person who is given up by the sword will be attacked by the group."

When you gain power, your sharp edge will be invincible, and when your fortune is in decline, your enemies will come to your door.

"I'm not happy to make enemies all over the world. Let them admit their mistakes by themselves. I won't worry about their backstage causing trouble for me in the future in Heaven."

"Are they that well-behaved?"

"After all, Mr. Meng Han is not a king god and does not understand people's hearts." Ren Hua interrupted: "After the God Lord has established his authority and rewards, those spiritual sects that have not made mistakes naturally tend to be favored by my highness. They also avoid being provoked by others under the pretext of "being together with each other" and attacking us together."

This is why Xun Yi has to spend money to reward Qinglingdao. He avoids the thoughts of Qinglingdao and the principle of losing his lips and cold teeth to help other sects who make mistakes.

"This is the first step of differentiation." Xun Yi smiled and ordered the flower fairies around him: "You go to the boys in the back mountain to ask the names of the people, and let the heads of their sect bring those monks to bow their heads."

After Huaxian went out, Xun Yi said to Meng Han: "The second step is to let the internal disputes of the sects that made mistakes win over a group of people and suppress them. Choose a few scapegoats and someone will take the blame. If these sects escaped, they will naturally feel relieved. Then they will be a human being with their tails in their hands, and they will still dare to cause trouble for me in the Dachen realm?"

Meng Han was silent. He was not as good as a person like Xun Yi who grew up in the imperial court's large dye vat than this kind of person.

Xun Yi looked through the spiritual book and pointed to a certain page and bounced it gently: "Ren Huan, choose a few honest and reliable sects to release the news. I want to choose a few sects to calm the wrath of the gods and give the Heavenly Court an explanation. It's okay to come early, but if you come late, the entire sect can't escape."

Xun Yi studied with power to suppress others. Under the great backer of the Heavenly Court, Xun Yi used his fox to pretend to be a tiger's power and had great righteousness in his hands. Even the gods dared not to slash his sharpness.

Soon, several fairy lights flew over. The Lord of Yunluo Valley hurriedly led two disciples to bring several upper bodies and carrying thorns to the door to apologize.

"I am in seclusion and practicing hard in the mountains. I don't notice that my disciples will go down the mountain to cause trouble. I hope your highness will open my mind."

"Cough cough..." Meng Han choked his throat with half a mouthful of tea, quickly patted him a few times, and looked at Xun Yi.

Xun Yi spread his hands and blinked: How about it, am I right?

Meng Han was a little helpless and sat next to me and looked through the information. He saw the situation in Yunluo Valley: "Yunluo Valley occupied the mountain god palace and forced the spiritual mines in the mountains to destroy the spiritual veins. He put the spirit beasts in the mountains under house arrest to refine elixirs, and cut down thousands of years of spiritual wood without authorization."

The mountain gods and demons wrote a lot of paper in a mixed bag, including several elders from Yunluo Valley. They are now taken down by the Lord of Yunluo Valley and sent to Xun Yi.

"I have handed over the years the worldly affairs to my two junior brothers, but I don't expect them to make such a big mistake." The owner of Yunluo Valley abandoned the car and protected the coach and left himself clean.

Xun Yi and others knew that he could not escape from this matter, but they were unwilling to fight with a sect to the death, so they tacitly agreed to the behavior of the Lord of Yunluo Valley.

Xun Yi said better to comfort him: "The Valley Master was in seclusion for many days, and forced to break the barrier, and I believe his merits and deeds will be greatly damaged. The person who came here will give a bottle of spiritual water from the Eight De Pool to let the Valley Master consolidate his foundation." The Spirit Water from the Eight De Pool is a spiritual liquid abundant in the merit pool of Taiyi Realm, which can suppress the demons of the inner world and concentrate the mind and calm the energy.

The valley master was overjoyed and left only after thanking him three times.

Now, a huge wave spread throughout the Dachen cultivation sect. It was not only the issue of sending people to be scapegoats, but also the issue of who reported the apology.

"This heavenly official is so generous, and those who go to report and apologize will definitely receive a certain reward." The elders of various sects were panicked and became increasingly suspicious of each other. What everyone has done in recent years is not clean. It only depends on who is the first to take action and who will report to Xun Yi first.

There was no need for Xun Yi to take action again, and there were repeated open and secret struggles broke out between the Great Chen sects. Xun Yi only needed to send someone to send the sinner into the small world to kill the demons. The merits of killing demons were counted on him.

Sitting at home, the God of Merits is the most comfortable life.

To solve this matter lightly, Meng Han lamented that people's hearts were not as good as ever, and led his own people to remove the demons. Xu Mei regulated her breath and nourished her energy in the divine realm, preparing to accumulate strength to open up the spiritual world. On the contrary, Xun Yi, the first person to do it, came to free. He, Meng Chen, and Ren Huai, drank tea in the divine realm palace, slowly watching the people under her hands busy, coming in and out.

"It's boring!" Xun Yi leaned back, and the throne automatically turned into a recliner, crossing his legs to pass the time.

Ren Hua was reading the classics. One of the biggest benefits of her joining the Heavenly Court is that she could read the Book of Hongsheng.

The Book of Hongsheng is regarded as the supreme treasure of the wisdom gods of the two worlds, and it records the knowledge of the entire world. Although most of Ren Huan's book of Hongsheng is not open to her due to his identity, the part that is currently open is enough to allow Ren Huan to read for hundreds of years. She quietly reads the poems and songs of poets in ancient times, comparing the differences between the two universes.

Meng Chenniu chewed peonies and drank tea in big mouthfuls, looking around the surrounding flower fairies with careless eyes, using her eyes to detect their figures.

"Well... this peony flower fairy has little figure, but it's worse than the hibiscus flower fairy next to her. Hey, this azalea fairy is even more powerful!" Meng Chen compared the flower fairy, then glanced at Ren Huan and cast a sympathetic look: "But no matter what, His Highness Ren Huan is much better than Xun Tan's girl."

While thinking, a flower fairy suddenly came in: "Your Highness, there is a scholar outside asking for a visit."

"Scholar?" When Hua Xian said this, the three gods suddenly became alert and did not notice that there was anyone outside in their perception.

Ren Hua scanned his divine thoughts, but he gained nothing outside the divine realm. She looked solemn and shook her head at the two of them: "Be careful."

Meng Chen frowned: "I will accompany the Lord God to see you, and His Highness Ren Wu is sweeping behind him."

"No." Xun Yi stretched out his hand, and a golden leaf fell on his palm. The magical power of "seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck" was passively stimulated, and the veins on the leaves formed the word "good luck".

"He has no malice to me."

"But it is hard to guarantee that there is no way to reverse the secrets of heaven."

"No, I can feel the merits on him and - he is a great master?" Xun Yi said with a little uncertainty, jumped off the throne of the gods, strode out of the temple to meet the scholars outside the divine realm.

The scholar had a pretty face, and he shook the folding fan in his hand to watch the scenery outside the Siming Temple. The Xun family preferred plants and planted something whenever they went to a place. Xun Yi planted peach trees around the Siming Temple, and there were two peach trees blooming red flowers in the courtyard.

The scholar stood at the door and looked at the two peach tree seedlings.

"If you read it correctly, this peach tree should be the natal sacred tree?"

Every god has his own symbolic sacred tree. Xun Yi planted the peach tree in Dasiming Temple. He met Xu Mei because of the peach tree. So he planted peach trees outside the Siming Temple. There were two peach trees in the courtyard, one on the left and one on the right, symbolizing the two gods.

"That's right, it's my natal tree. Brother God is here, what advice do you have?" Xun Yi looked strange. He knew a lot of the great masters of the Heavenly Court, so why haven't he seen this person? Moreover, the aura of this great master made Xun Yi feel a little uncomfortable. It's a bit similar to... the main hall master of the Evil Spirit Hall!

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