Turning the thunder calamity into his own power is his choice!

"Boom boom boom——"

Between heaven and earth, thunderclouds gather, seemingly endless.

The thunder light mobilized the power of heaven and earth, causing a violent storm in the place where Taoism was fought.

The gathering of power of the Dao has attracted the attention of many powerful Dao Ancestors.

…

A year later, this void of countless rocks slowly fell silent.

Thunder light and sword light are all intertwined, eventually becoming nothingness.

When all the lightning dissipated, there were no rocks here, and of course, there was no trace of Han Muye.

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Tianxuan, Imperial City.

Since the beginning of the Taoist struggle, chaos has appeared in the Tianxuan world.

Because when there is a struggle between Tao and Tao, the reincarnation of cause and effect does not appear, and the one who transforms into a god in the heavenly realm is the strongest.

Those semi-saints of Confucianism and Taoism could suppress the Transformation God with just one word. At this time, they can only fight with all their strength, but they may not be able to defeat the Peak Transformation Soul.

Five years ago, the great monk of the Tianxuan Dao Sect, Xuan Ming Zhenjun, fought against the Confucian and Taoist semi-sage king Mu Yang.

That battle caused spiritual changes in several prefectures and counties in Tianxuan, and the water of the river flowed backwards.

The final result was that Wang Muyang was defeated and the authority of the entire county fell.

After that battle, Taoist sects, demonic sects, and ambitious monks in the Tianxuan world all began to seize the power of the dynasty.

Confucianism and Taoism have suppressed Tianxuan for countless thousands of years, and it's time to overthrow it.

In the eyes of these great monks, Dao disputes are just a matter of chance.

When the Confucian and Taoist practitioners have little fighting power and the great monks cannot exert their absolute strength, why not take the lead by yourself? Maybe you can become the next Taoist ancestor?

Of course, there are many practitioners who are desperate for Tianxuan Neng to win in the Taoist struggle.

The power of the fairy world has penetrated deeply into their hearts.

The fairy world has long penetrated the Tianxuan Taoist sect, and the Wuyuan Realm almost caused the rise of the Tianxuan Shinto.

These practitioners only see the power of the outside world and have always looked down upon Tianxuan.

In their eyes, the moon in the outside world is round.

These people try their best to destroy Tianxuan, hoping that Tianxuan will fail in the Taoist struggle.

Even if the Tianxuan Dao struggle fails, they will fall.

But what if the powerful fairy saw his efforts and gave him a chance to survive?

In great disputes and catastrophes, there will never be a shortage of brainless people.

Yuyuan Street, Guanyueli.

In front of the Nanhuang store, many children were playing there.

This place is almost a paradise for children.

The three children of the shop owner have a variety of toys, attracting the surrounding children to gather around.

Various wooden toys, as well as many rare things in the imperial city.

The owner of the store has three children, the two older ones are both handsome, and the third one has a pair of tiger ears and a furry tiger head, which is very cute.

Everyone calls him Tiger Head.

"Hutou, what delicious food did your mother cook today?"

There was a sound coming from the store next door.

Huang Zhihu, wearing a blue Confucian shirt, walked out of the store.

Wearing men's clothes, his handsome look made the older girls passing by blush and their hearts beat.

Huang Zhihu is now eighteen years old, with a slender figure and big, smart eyes that reveal cunning.

Who knows the name of Imperial City Academy Zhihu?

"Zhihu is back?"

"Come on, your Uncle Datian has caught a big fish, and I've made a pot of soup, waiting for you."

Cuicui stuck her head out from the store and spoke with a smile.

At this time, the sun was setting in the west.

Huang Zhihu's eyes lit up, he stretched out his arms to hug the tiger-headed boy, and walked towards the Nanhuang store.

Behind her in the store, Zuo Yuting, who was wearing a blue-grey robe with an alchemist badge hanging on her chest, also walked out.

On the side of the avenue, the slightly older Zuo Lin chuckled, packed up his carriage and horses, and walked over to the small table set up by Shao Datian.

After Han Muye and Mu Wan left Danyuan Pavilion in Guanyue, Shao Datian Cuicui's family, the three Zuo family, and Huang Zhihu who came to the imperial city were basically like this, gathering around a table to eat

.

"Hey, Uncle Da Tian, ​​this fish is very authentic. It comes from Xianyue Lake, right?"

Huang Zhihu picked up a piece of fish and narrowed his eyes into crescent moons.

"Now those gods in Xianyue Lake are getting more and more stingy, and they are not even allowed to go fishing." Huang Zhihu muttered as he put the fish meat into his mouth.

Cuicui smiled on the side and went to feed the tiger head.

The two big ones don't need them to worry about.

"There's nothing we can do about it. Many people are having a hard time now, and a lot of people go there to fish." Shao Datian whispered, then lowered his head to deal with the fish in front of him.

He was wearing a green uniform of a patrol battalion soldier.

Now he is a junior lieutenant in the patrol camp, mainly responsible for patrols around Xianyue Lake.

This was the job Bao Mingcheng found for him.

After hearing Shao Datian's words, Zuo Lin also sighed.

"I don't know how Yulong is doing now."

Zuo Yulong had become a Confucian and Taoist non-commissioned officer three years ago and went to work as a garrison officer in other prefectures and counties.

If in the past, his son could become a Jinshi or a town official, Zuo Lin would probably laugh out loud.

But in today's world, wars are rising everywhere, and it is difficult for practitioners everywhere to suppress them, and even Confucianism and Taoism are powerless to guard them.

Zuo Lin was worried about Zuo Yulong's temper.

"Don't worry, Yulong was trained in Danyuan Pavilion." Shao Datian said to comfort him.

Zuo Lin grinned, took a bite of fish, and whispered: "That's the Danyuan Pavilion of the young master and the young lady, the alchemy of Danyuan Pavilion..."

Even though Han Muye and Mu Wan are no longer in Danyuan Pavilion, the legend of Danyuan Pavilion has never ceased.

Ahead, a carriage stopped.

The car curtain opened, and the sullen Yun Duan poked her head out.

"Zhihu, let's go."

Huang Zhihu turned his head, drank the fish soup in the bowl, stood up, straightened his clothes, and strode over.

"I'm not talking about you. You are the prince. Do you have to do things like killing yourself?"

Huang Zhihu muttered while getting on the carriage.

"Come on, give me a smile."

"Go away, I'm not in the mood today."

…

As the carriage drove away, Zuo Yuting said worriedly: "Since the trial of the Xuanyang Guard Preparatory Commander, Zhihu has been going out almost every day, and then he has come back covered in blood."

"I don't know whether it is a blessing or a misfortune to be the adopted daughter of the shopkeeper..."

Hearing her words, Shao Datian said loudly: "Young master, it is a great blessing for her to be able to kill people."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Zuo Lin nodded, raised his head, and was suddenly stunned.

"Master..."

That person walking slowly under the afterglow of the setting sun was not Han Muye, the former shopkeeper of Danyuan Pavilion, but who was it?

"Is there any fish?"

"That's right, I haven't eaten fish from Xianyue Lake for a long time."

Han Muye walked to the small wooden table, sat down, and said with a smile.
To be continued...