The method practiced by Songyang is a branch of the Tianyan Taoist Art, called Thunder Roar, which can transform into a war bear and control lightning. At this time, his body is a bear, and it is also a different species. Although this Thunder Roar has not been achieved, it has become more sophisticated compared to the decades of practice in reincarnation. The pounce, the slap of the palms, the thunder explodes, and the sound of the giant bear roaring seems to be shaken.

All the beasts in the mountains knelt down, whether they were tigers, wolves, or various insects, they all lay on the ground in this moment.

However, the smile on the face of the monk in white did not change at all. A golden light surged on his body. When the light was born, it seemed that someone was singing. Songyang's palms were slapped into the water, and it slapped past the monk in white. The monk in white twisted and fluttered in the void for a moment, and then returned to normal.

Songyang's ears were filled with the sound of countless people singing softly. Even if he didn't want to hear it, it would have rushed into his heart. As the sound filled his heart, although he couldn't understand what was singing softly, there was a sense of surrender rising in his heart, causing his heart to quickly disappear with the hostility and repulsion towards the monk in white in front of him.

This feeling of not being controlled by him made him frightened. In the samsara, he had never met a person with this ability. This is a kind of practice method he had never seen before. There was no such person in the samsara.

Songyang roared to the sky again. Thunder roar was the kind of method of meeting stronger and stronger. He overcame the thought of surrender and fear in his heart, and once again slammed at the monk in white. He seemed to break the space like a slumber and escape, but he could not do it. The thought of surrender in his heart drowned his independent consciousness.

Qingyang didn't know that his junior brother had been taken away by a mysterious monk. He seemed to have forgotten everything outside the tiger tomb and kept preaching there. His heart was constantly derived from seemingly simple but profound mystery, which bloomed like a flower in the hearts of those who listened to the sermon.

Huling City has no limit on people coming or going, no limit on people coming and going, and there are countless people coming and going. Perhaps only Qingyang knows how many people are coming and how many people are leaving.

The south of the mountain and sea area was in chaos, but it was already over, and the Moon Kingdom had only one capital left, and the original ten cities had been captured by the coalition forces of those small countries.

The battle between the Shang Dynasty and the Ice and Snow Heaven in the east suddenly ended. No matter what city and territory they seized each other, they retreated in a tacit understanding, and did not occupy it, and returned to the original pattern, as if they had never fought at all.

The one that really looks the most stable is the West, where the West is the only one country that is greater than the West, and those small countries have already surrendered, and the kings of various countries no longer call themselves kings, but are called marquis.

For a moment, the entire mountain and sea area looked at Huling Kingdom, a small country with a small population.

Not long after, there were people everywhere in the mountains and seas where they were preaching in the city, or spreading the Dharma and teaching the Tao in the mountains and fields. The Dharma and what they were taught came from the same source as what Qingyang said. They no longer came to the Immortal Art Palace in Huling to argue with Qingyang, but directly preached in another place.

Of course, there are not many in Huling Kingdom, some are in other countries, and even Qingyang cannot stop it.

The countries around Huling all stationed troops on the border, obviously guarding against Huling Kingdom. However, Huling Kingdom did not have Taoist soldiers, but there were many ordinary soldiers.

They wanted to steal the Taoist throne in this way. Whether it is in the Shang Dynasty or the Xiqi Kingdom, there are fewer in the Ice and Snow Heaven and the South.

Suddenly one day, there was a purple light rushing to the night in the Immortal Art Palace, and the image of a person in the purple light was extremely huge, as if the only existence between heaven and earth. He was crying for his father, and he also understood the meaning of Haoran. Haoran merged with his own purple-wei starry sky, and finally revealed the magic image of Ziwei Star Lord.

He manifested the magic image of Ziwei Star Lord and bowed to Qingyang. Qingyang was still talking, while Chuifu went to Sanmen Pass. Before leaving, Qingyang gave him a karma fire. This is a karma fire that has not been sacrificed and refined. For others, this karma fire may have to be considered how to use it, but for Chuifu, this is the best thing. If he sacrificed and refined the karma fire, he would integrate the star power into it and be able to set up a set of Ziwei Starry Sky Dharma Array. It would be very terrible.

What's more, he has now established the Purple Micro Star Lord Dharma Image and realized the meaning of Haoran, which is equivalent to the cultivation of the soul. When he sets down the Purple Micro Starry Sky, he can almost form a world of its own. Even people who are much stronger than him dare not say that they can break his Purple Micro Starry Sky intact.

Several days passed, and another ray of light soared into the sky in Huling City. The light was clear. Qingyang opened his eyes in surprise. It was the young man named Kong Er. He had not been in the Immortal Art Palace for a long time, but after crying for his father, he realized the meaning of Haoran.

Not only did he understand the meaning of Haoran, but he also had a book that was rising and falling.

Qingyang saw that he was only about twenty years old, but his face was full of age. When he woke up, he asked, "What did you realize when you heard the Tao of March?"

"The disciple is shallow and has only just realized the Tao of etiquette." Kong Er said.

Qingyang nodded and said, "Do you have a name?"

"The disciple's surname is Kong, and he is Wuming, but he often feels that his mother gave birth to a disciple on the hill, so he wishes to name it Qiu." Kong Er said.

Qingyang nodded again, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed it. There was an additional sword in the void. The sword was just a ray of green light, and four words were engraved in the air - the one who steals the Tao was killed.

With the emergence of these four words, the spiritual power in the void gathered, and the green-like sword condensed into a real sword. Qingyang said: "This is a sword that guards the Tao, also known as a sword of etiquette, which specializes in killing people who steal the Tao and have no Tao. Since you have realized the Tao of etiquette, this sword will be given to you. Can you preach the world with the teacher, are you willing?

"Disciple is willing." Confucius replied respectfully, and many people in the Immortal Art Palace showed a look of envy in their eyes.

Confucius left with the sword of guarding the way given by Qingyang.

A few months later, the ordinary people in the mountains and seas also knew that some people taught immortal methods, but few people could tell where to teach them first. Of course, people in their own city and their own country believed that they were taught by immortals in their own country.

On this day, another ray of light rose up in the Immortal Art Palace. This ray of light was not as precious as crying father, nor was it as clear as Confucius, but gray. There was a bow floating in the gray. This was the meaning of the bow Thirteen condensed, and a bow was transformed into.

Another month later, a light surged up from Xi Nu's head, but the light was colorful. There was a hazy figure in the colorful light, and the face could not be seen clearly.

But the others thought that this person was Qingyang at a glance, because although the figure could not see clearly, the meaning it emitted was particularly similar to the Qingyang at this time.

People in Huling City have constantly cultivated the great meaning, but none of them are in the Taoist palaces of those who are trying to seize the Tao in various places. Ordinary people may not know, but monks understand where the authentic Taoist source is.

Someone asked Qingyang why he let those people steal the truth.

Qingyang just smiled and said, "How can you achieve the great intention of practicing this Tao with the heart of stealing the Tao?"

Asked, he suddenly realized that Gong Shisan had already gone to Xueqiu City at this time, while Confucius was walking outside, and Xinu was still listening to the lecture. Some people realized Haoran's intention. There were news from Sanmen Pass that a lot of people rushed into the Pass.

In fact, when the countries in the south were in chaos, many people who had lost their homes flew into the Huling Kingdom from there and lived in the area of ​​Sanmen Pass. Of course, there were also people from the Liao Yan Kingdom west of Sanmen Pass. Relatively speaking, the area of ​​the Huling Kingdom in Sanmen Pass was vast and sparsely populated, and stable, which naturally attracted people.

But this time it was different. The countries in the south actually unanimously asked the Huling Kingdom to send everyone back. They jointly sent a letter saying that the rebellious actions of the Moon Kingdom caused wars among the countries. The people were far away from the Sanmen Pass of the Tiger Ling and thanked Huling for the inclusion. At this time, the Moon Kingdom had already settled, and Huling asked Huling to send back the people they had taken in before. The nineteen South countries thanked Huling for the inclusion.

This letter was sent from the royal palace to the Immortal Art Palace. Qingyang did not reply. He just told the visitor that he did not need to reply. He knew about this. Not long after, the Southern Nineteen Kingdoms sent another letter. This letter summed up only one sentence: "Do you know where is the 13 cities of the Moon Kingdom, the population of 430,000 now?"

It was still a man who sent a letter to the Immortal Art Palace. This time it was Prime Minister Jiang De, and his face was already anxious.

He obviously read this letter, and the threats in the letter were obvious. He came to the Immortal Art Palace at this time and naturally wanted to see if Qingyang had any plans.

Qingyang looked at the prime minister and smiled and said, "Prime Minister, the nineteen southern countries have formed an alliance to ask me to send the population back to the Huling, which is just an excuse. If there is no such excuse, he must have other excuses. Not only them, but also a letter from the west."

As for whether there will be a letter from the Shang Dynasty in the east, he cannot be sure, but there will be a letter from the west.

The Prime Minister was half-believing and half-doubted. After he returned, it was less than ten days later. As expected, Liao Yan State had a letter, which said that Huling State had plundered the population of other countries and wanted Huling to return it. The wording was tough.

There was another letter with this letter, which was sent from Sanmen Pass, which said that an army in the Southern 19 Alliance had reached outside Sanmen Pass. In a blink of an eye, Huling Kingdom was already in a strong enemy.

How can the nineteen-nation alliance that was destroyed by the capital of the Moon Kingdom and how can a mere Huling Kingdom resist? This is the thought of the people of the world.
Chapter completed!