Chapter 399: Lost Bone, Nine Gods of the Netherworld"We would like to invite all the immortals to visit the Cangwang clan." Cang Hongyi looked at Song Lin and said cautiously. There had never been a moment when he had been so humble to a cultivator in the Divine Mansion Realm. However, Song Lin did not appreciate it. "We go down the mountain to gain experience, to eliminate demons and to defend the way. When we see injustice, we wield our swords. We practice the chivalrous way of immortals and shoulder the responsibility of the people." He turned and looked at the people in the Nine Gods City below. He said loudly: "Now, what do I see? The nobles abuse their power and fool the people. Although there are no evil spirits here, the hearts of people are full of ghosts. Even the immortal monks like us have to suffer difficulties when entering Cangzhou, you can imagine..." "You, what you do on a daily basis." wow~~ When the people in the city heard these words, they all showed strange expressions. In fact, their lives were not bad. But it’s not as good as imagined! They never thought that one day, an immortal from heaven would speak for them like this.

On the body of this sword immortal. They seemed to see a different style, a completely different attitude from the practitioners they had seen in the past. "You, you are clearly making trouble for no reason!" Finally, someone from King Cang's faction couldn't help but shout out. "So what?" Song Lin turned his head coldly, finally revealing his sharp edge, "This time, I will take the opportunity of going down the mountain to take care of the injustice in the world." "Starting today." "If anyone in Jiushen City feels aggrieved, they can come to the inn to find me. In front of the Book of Immortal Crimes, all beings are equal. Since the people of your Cangwang clan do not welcome us to enter this place, then we will just wait and see." "See if I, Donglin Xianya, can take care of your Cangzhou's affairs!" The words fell. The whole place was silent! He is trying to use chicken feathers as a token of authority and take the opportunity to interfere in Cangzhou's political affairs and become an imperial envoy sent from heaven! It’s really... too much (very satisfying)! The same thing. But for the two parties, it was a completely different feeling. After hearing this, Jianya Xuanfeng and the others felt extremely happy. In the past, they encountered obstacles everywhere when walking in the human world. Because of the separation between immortals and mortals, they were always isolated from the human world. They were not as strong as Song Lin, who had the edge to sweep away everything. today. They finally felt comfortable! "go!" Cang Hongyi turned around and left.

Obviously, he understood that continuing today would only make things more embarrassing. Faced with Song Lin, who refused to give in and carried the Order of Heaven, they, the subordinates of King Cang, had no right to have a face-to-face dialogue with him. Next. We must invite someone with real status to appear! "Ha ha ha ha" Seeing the people from King Cang's faction leave in disgrace, all the disciples from Jianya Xuanfeng burst into laughter. "Junior brother, it's great! It's really great!" "You made such a big fuss out of such a small matter. When it comes to the ability to cause trouble, you are the best in Donglin Xianya." Several people gave Song Lin a thumbs up. "It's a small matter, but it's not a small matter." Song Lin's face was stern, without a trace of smile. He said slowly: "A thousand-mile dam can be breached by a single ant hole. As a descendant of the Holy King, you are greedy for worldly power. You put the cart before the horse and don't care about the people. This is rotten from the root." "My fellow disciples." He looked at the people around him and said in a deep voice: "Even you think this is a trivial matter, which means that the atmosphere of the entire Cangzhou and even Donglin has completely changed." "..." Everyone was stunned when they heard this. atmosphere? Is it that important? Of course it matters! Among the people present, only Hou Yuanxi vaguely understood how they lost that year. Style is backbone! They lost their backbone and their spines were broken by invisible confrontations. The scene in which hundreds of millions of people were treated like pigs and dogs is still vivid in my memory, although fragmented. She didn't think Song Lin was making a fuss at all. On the contrary, he feels that the burden he bears now is heavy and he has a long way to go! Compared to that year. The customs of seven thousand years have already changed subtly and cannot be corrected in a day. If a catastrophe strikes again in the future... In this vast land of Donglin, how many people can shoulder the burden of caring for the people? "The disaster of losing bones." Song Lin returned to the room, closed his eyes silently, and thought for a long time. When he saw the customs of King Cang's clan, saw everyone in Jiushen City praying to the gods, and saw that King Cang's descendants went from protecting the people to playing with power, he understood where the problem lay. Over the past seven thousand years, Donglin Xianya has indeed lowered the status of King Cangzhou. Demoting the Holy King of Cangzhou to the King of Cangzhou has also widened the gap between immortals and mortals.

Those enemies hidden behind the scenes took advantage of the situation, connected the entire secular world together, became blinded by greed, and then influenced the upper class. of course. Donglinxianya also has its own moves. The struggle to cross the blue sky was another game between the two sides. A series of invisible confrontations and moves. The entire Cangzhou fell into the disaster of losing bones again. Whether it will be reborn from the ashes or fall into the underworld, it still requires future generations to continue to devote themselves to it and fight for it. This is what Song Lin is doing now. He is stepping into the game step by step, from ancient times to the present, composing his own chessboard! Three days later. Someone from King Cang’s clan came again. This time they finally sent out a very important figure, the prince of King Cang - Cang Xingyu. The seventh son of King Cang, now the Marquis of Zhengyang, is granted the title of Zhengyang Prefecture. This is a man who lived to be 836 years old. He was a real powerful life elixir master with extraordinary cultivation. He was well-known both in the secular world and in the cultivation world. Hou Yuanxi was just a junior in front of him. however. He still failed to persuade Song Lin. "Marquis Zhengyang, please take care of that crazy swordsman! He is crazy! I am going crazy too!" When the Lord of Jiushen City saw Marquis Zhengyang Cang Xingyu, he almost burst into tears on the spot. "Xiuyuan, why is it like this?" Cang Xingyu couldn't help but frown. "That Zhou Yuan has opened an immortal government office in my Nine Gods City. It is not only responsible for the affairs of the people, but also for the practitioners. As long as you report it, I will investigate it to the end. I, the dignified Lord of Nine Gods City, have no dignity left now!" Cang Xiuyuan said with a bitter face, obviously he had been tortured these days. "Interesting, how did it turn out?" Cang Xingyu smiled indifferently. "On the first day, no one dared to come. As a result, Lord Zhengyang knew about the secret forces of Donglin Xianya. They were suppressed by us in the Cangwang clan and could not get the real secret information." Cang Xiuyuan's face was bitter: "But some things that are obvious don't need to be checked. Over the years, the children of the clan have gradually become accustomed to using power, and there is not a single one who is clean." "No one dared to come, so they investigated on their own. In the afternoon of that day alone, they arrested more than a hundred people in Jiushen City, thirty-eight of whom were executed, and seventy-six were exiled or executed." "Now that I have lost all my reputation, my clan members are all worried about their own safety. Seeing the chaos spreading, I can't suppress it anymore!" Hear the words. Cang Xingyu's calm expression finally changed. "He's trying to force you to rebel!"

"He dares!" Cang Xiuyuan raised his voice. Suddenly he lowered his head again, his face looking gloomy. "How dare he." "Even the Song clan has been destroyed. Of course he dares to do that for a mere subordinate of King Cang from Jiushen City." Cang Xingyu, Marquis of Zhengyang, sneered. "My Lord, please go and get this plague god away!" "I would like to, but this person... may not give me face!" Cang Xingyu suddenly felt that the difficulty of this matter was higher than he had imagined. That crazy swordsman Zhou Yuan behaves strangely and is a thorn in the flesh who no one can suppress! really. When he arrived at the immortal palace government office set up by Song Lin, the Marquis of Zhengyang, whose fiefdom was tens of thousands of miles away, couldn't even get through the gate. "The Immortal Court is a restricted area, no one is allowed to enter. If you have any grievances, please register here." Qiu Yu and Gao Pei held swords in their hands, like gods of immortal sects, blocking the way of Marquis Zhengyang. "you--" Cang Xingyu looked unhappy. He stood there for a while and finally waved goodbye. If two yamen runners, even if they were disciples of Donglin Xianmen, tried to stop him, Cang Xingyu would at least teach them a profound lesson, not to mention killing them. but. This is the true teaching of Jianya Xuanfeng. Two sword immortals in the realm of all laws! Not to mention whether he could defeat the two of them together, if he really hurt Jianya's true disciple, given the personalities of that group of sword maniacs, they would come out in full force tonight and take over his Zhengyang Marquis Mansion! The next day. The news that Marquis Cang of Zhengyang returned empty-handed after a rainy day spread throughout the Cang royal clan. For a time, everyone in the Cangwang Lord and his followers felt in danger, and the young men in the clan were all in a state of panic. Crazy swordsman Zhou Yuan! The ruthless man who took advantage of the opportunity of breaking off an engagement to directly wipe out the thousand-year-old Song clan. This time when he came to the land of King Cang's clan, he said on the surface that he was going to 'go down the mountain to slay demons and monsters, and test the world with his sword', but secretly he might have received some instructions! all in all. In their hearts, this person is... evil! "Haqiu~" Song Lin suddenly sneezed. Looking at the Cang clan members being dragged away crying for their parents. I couldn't help but say to the person beside me: "They seem to be afraid of me?"

"..." Xie Muxue lowered her head to organize the files and ignored Song Lin. As the most direct victim, she certainly understood the fear of those Cangwang people, especially those with the surname "Cang", who were from the same clan but were actually very different. With Song Lin's status, if he really wants to wipe out an entire clan, he only needs to control the substantial evidence. He has become a sword. A sharp sword in the hand of Donglin Xianya is hanging above the heads of the Donglin families. "Goddess! Please let me go!" "I was wrong. I was wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong! I was really wrong! Please..." "I will work hard on my cultivation from now on and never bully men or women again!" Another group of people were brought up. "Open the hall!" Song Lin slammed the gavel. After a while. A group of people looked ashen, and were taken out as if they were dead. Song Lin continued to call the roll. Xie Muxue continued to organize the files. The two of them cooperated tacitly, trying their best to avoid any mistakes and omissions so as not to give outsiders any handle. "Little junior brother." Shui Qianrou suddenly came over. "We just received news that the four teams of Wudao Xuanfeng, Qimen Xuanfeng, Douzhan Xuanfeng, and Xianling Xuanfeng, totaling forty true disciples, have all entered the Cangwang clan territory." "Oh?" Song Lin cheered up. "They all chose this place as the first stop for 'subduing demons and exorcising evil'?" "Hahaha," Shui Qianrou laughed, gloating and saying, "They had already entered the core of the Cangwang clan, but after hearing about your deeds in Jiushen City, they all retreated directly." "They left?" Song Lin said. "Of course I didn't leave. Instead, I followed your example and opened fairy offices in four cities. This time, the fun... is going to be huge!" Shui Qianrou rubbed her hands together and laughed strangely. really. Song Lin smiled.

The five major mysterious peaks of Donglinxianya all arrived, either out of tacit understanding or the leaders of all parties secretly received instructions from the immortal gate. It doesn't matter anymore. They have already set up the arena in front of King Cangzhou, and it depends on whether the other party can take it! A big show is about to begin. at the same time. Deep underground in the Nine Gods City. Cang Xiuyuan, who had been very nervous before, seemed like a different person at this moment. He walked slowly into an underground palace and said to the nine figures hidden in the darkness: "My fellow ancestors, I have something to ask for your help." (End of this chapter)