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

Inside Fuzhen Temple.

Shou Yuan and Shou Qing, who returned victoriously, were surrounded by their disciples, who excitedly asked them about what happened on the battlefield.

What people want to know most are those warriors in golden armor who turned the tide.

Shou Yuan and the other two also enjoyed the feeling of being surrounded by everyone, and a hint of pride appeared on their faces.

After all, killing everyone on the battlefield is the dream of countless Yuan Dynasty men.

"It's a long story..."

Shouyuan pretended to be profound, whetting the appetite of his disciples.

But before he could continue speaking, he was interrupted by a sharp voice.

"The Emperor has arrived!"

All the disciples made way for them and knelt on the ground.

Emperor Tang Zheng, dressed in casual clothes and with a smile on his face, walked quickly towards Yan Xiu's courtyard.

"Tao Zun!"

As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, Tang Zheng couldn't wait to report the good news.

This included Shou Yuan and Shou Qing who relied on their golden-armored warriors to kill everyone in their way and captured the capital of the Shatuo Kingdom.

Although Zhu Miao had already told him the news, he did not interrupt.

Yan Xiu was watering the Jianmu trees and listening quietly to Tang Zheng's mumbling.

"Now that the situation in Shatuo Kingdom is gradually stabilizing, I have sent officials from various places to take over. I think it won't be long before the strength of our Great Yuan will be booming!"

After Tang Zheng finished speaking, he sat down at the table, his excitement still not subsiding.

The Yuan Dynasty expanded its territory and established great achievements, starting with the annexation of the Shatuo Kingdom, and will also start with this generation of emperors!

Yan Xiu walked out of the courtyard with his hands behind his back, and said calmly: "But Prince Yi, don't forget that the Taicang Dynasty is also eyeing you covetously in the north."

After listening to this, Tang Zheng waved his hand nonchalantly and said casually: "With Dao Zun here, what kind of trouble can this little Taicang cause?"

In his opinion, the so-called Taicang Iron Cavalry was nothing more than that.

Just two disciples of Fuzhen Temple carrying the treasures bestowed by the Taoist Master were able to destroy the Shatuo Kingdom.

If the Dao Master took action personally, little Taicang would be easily captured.

Thinking of this, he became more and more excited.

"What if I'm not here one day?"

Yan Xiu's cold words were like a bucket of cold water poured over his head.

Of course, Yan Xiu's words were just assumptions. He possessed the fruit of immortality and was immortal.

He said this simply because he didn't want Tang Zheng and Da Yuan to rely too much on him.

If you ask me to solve wars in the future, wouldn't I be your tool? How can I still cultivate as an immortal?

As for bestowing the title of Great Yuan Dao Zun, it was just a means for Prince Yi to tie the country and Yan Xiu together.

As long as Yan Xiu wanted, he could take Fuzhen Temple somewhere else at any time.

By then, he will display a series of magical skills and will be able to take over any dynasty.

Tang Zheng was stunned when he heard this. The excitement in his heart disappeared instantly and a strange look flashed across his eyes.

"What are you talking about, Daozun? You are the Daozun of the Great Yuan Dynasty. Your cultivation is unparalleled and you are worshipped by the people. You should live as long as the heavens."

In his opinion, Yan Xiu's realm was unfathomable, and it was definitely a realm that no one in the Great Yuan martial arts world had ever reached.

The Xiantian realm can already extend one's life by a hundred years. According to this calculation, wouldn't it be easy for Yan Xiu to live for a few hundred years?

Yan Xiu sighed inwardly upon hearing this.

"I hope that Prince Yi will work hard to govern the country and expand the territory of the Yuan Dynasty, and don't let the people down."

After saying this lightly, Yan Xiu came to the edge of the cliff and sat cross-legged, practicing the sixth level of the Purple Mansion Immortal Sutra.

Tang Zheng stared at his back and sat in the yard for a long time without leaving.

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In a dark cave.

An old man in a moon-white robe sat cross-legged on a protruding rock in the cave.

The pure white moonlight fell softly from the hole above his head, dyeing his hair and beard white, and his whole body seemed to be covered with a thin gauze.

At this moment, a voice echoed in the empty cave.

"Report to the elder, Shatuo has destroyed the country."

The old man did not respond for a long time after hearing the news, as if he was immersed in his own world.

About a quarter of an hour later, he exhaled a breath, then slowly opened his eyes, and a gleam of light flashed between his eyes.

"Elaborate."

Then the voice narrated the story of how the warrior in golden armor killed many people on the battlefield and turned the tide.

After listening to this, the old man snorted coldly and said in an unhappy tone.

"Waste is waste. The demise of Shatuo is understandable, but they still have to find an excuse of divine soldiers descending from the sky."

In his opinion, the story of the golden-armored warrior must be a lie made up by the Yuan Dynasty.

The purpose is to psychologically motivate the morale of our own troops and make the enemy feel fear.

He stood up from the boulder and walked towards the empty space above his head.

There is another world outside the cave.

The valley is full of orchids, the buildings are beautiful, the water is soft and the mountains are warm, it is a place like a fairyland.

The moon hanging in the sky almost occupies one's entire eye socket, making people feel intimidated and feel insignificant from the bottom of their hearts.

The moonlight that falls down is as soft as a veil, covering everything within sight.

In the square, on the cliff, and even on the roof, you can see people sitting cross-legged facing the moon and meditating.

The aura emanating from each of them is extremely powerful.

There are countless warriors who have reached the Transformation Realm, and there are more than ten masters in the Innate Realm alone.

This is the Holy Land of the Moon.

The old man was none other than Bu Zuhua, the great elder of Xianyue Holy Land.

He came to a palace and walked in.

As soon as he stepped into the room, he heard a chaotic noise, which did not subside until his arrival.

"I've met the Great Elder."

Several people in the hall came forward to pay their respects.

Bu Zuhua walked straight to the main seat and sat down. He glanced at everyone and spoke slowly.

"I'm sure everyone has received the message. Do you have any thoughts?"

A beautiful middle-aged woman on the left spoke first.

"The Shatuo Kingdom is a hopeless case. If we hadn't secretly intercepted them back then, I'm afraid that the Great Yuan Yi Wang would have led his army to attack Huanglong and captured the capital that year."

The beautiful woman paused and continued.

"As for the so-called divine soldiers descending from the sky, I think it should be some kind of martial arts. After being spread by word of mouth among the people, it naturally became mysterious."

The others agreed upon hearing this.

There is no such thing as magic in this world.

It was originally a trivial matter, but after a long period of various groundless rumors, it naturally became a rumor passed on by word of mouth.

At this time, Bu Zuhua turned his gaze to a thin man in tight clothes sitting on the side and asked.

"Who exactly is that Great Yuan Dao Zun? We know nothing about him. It's as if he suddenly appeared. Have we found out his true identity and strength?"

The man in tight clothes reported the information upon hearing this.

“Reporting to the Great Elder, I have only learned that the Great Yuan Daoist Master practices in the mountains all day long. He has only come down the mountain a few times in all these years. As for what realm he is in, no one knows.

Even the people of the capital swore that Dayuan Mountain was moved here from Daming Prefecture by the Taoist Master with the power of an immortal. "

After listening to this, Bu Zuhua narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling disdainful in his heart.

First he had the power to move mountains, then divine soldiers descended from the sky. The Great Yuan Taoist Master was indeed very skilled in using tricks to deceive the people.

He flicked his sleeves and said in a deep voice: "No matter who that Great Yuan Daoist Master is, he cannot stop the progress of the Moon-bearing Holy Land. This person must be eliminated!"