As if the surface of the ship formed by the twists and turns of the vines, there are once again vines and branches, extending to the sea in all directions.

At the tip of each cane, there is a rune, flickering with light.

When the light flowed, the sea surface around the ship seemed to have glittering waves.

Then, there was no wind and huge waves, and the sea water kept surging.

In the sound of the current, we can see a water curtain rising from the sea, and then gather together to protect the ship in the center.

At this time, a sharp sword suddenly flew up on the shore and chopped at the ships in the sea.

The light of the sword is fierce and vigorous, which gives birth to a heavy force like a mountain.

It has not yet fallen completely, but is close to the sea surface, which causes the sea water to vibrate and sink.

But the heavy water curtain that protects the ship has resisted the powerful sword light.

The sword light scattered, showing the figure of Fu Jingbo, the leader of Liangdi Nanshan sect, the Ninth level martial arts master.

Fu Jingbo looks at Huifang through the water curtain and nods at the same time.

The defensive power of this array is not weak. It can bear most of the wind and waves in the deep sea.

Fu Jingbo did not continue to hand, but quietly observed on the side.

The real man of Huifang changed his own formula and ordered the boatman to sail.

The ship ploughed its way through the waves.

But the eyebrows of real man Huifang and Fu Jingbo wrinkled at the same time.

They can clearly feel that the water curtain covering the ship, or the array with the boat as the center and eye of the array, will produce fluctuations between operations.

The array is unstable, and it gradually becomes superficial.

The water curtain over the ship was much weaker.

Fu Jingbo is confident that he can cut it off with a sword without exerting all his strength.

The real man of Huifang also looks serious.

Chen Yu, who was on the boat with him, said: "everything is just the beginning. Now that the water curtain does not disperse, it means that we have achieved half of the success first, and the rest only needs to be adjusted slowly."

"Chen Xiaoyou is right." The real person of Huifang nodded slightly: "really anxious."

What's more, Meng Shen does physical work, which is mainly time-consuming and laborious, and he still needs a lot of skills.

Huifang was in a calm state of mind, and immediately began to re evaluate the array with the cooperation of Chen Yu.

Both Meng Shen and Huifang Zhenren are on the right track one after another. Zhang Dongyun, who is in the Daming Palace in Chang'an City, no longer pays attention to it.

He now projected Mr. dark cloud into the punishment hall.

In the Tianxun hall, at this moment, a row of cells are holding different numbers of people.

Mr. Wu Yun walked over one by one.

In the first cell, there was only one elegant looking old man.

Seeing Mr. Wu Yun come in, the old man took a deep breath and bowed down.

"No gift."

Mr. Wu Yun looked bland and looked at each other up and down: "these days, you have performed well, your work is careful, your majesty has always been generous, and you can regain your freedom."

The old man whispered, "thank you for your grace, Mr. Xie for your care."

"There is no need to mention anything about it." Mr. Wu Yun said: "however, you should already know that Shuofeng academy has become a historical event."

In front of him is Yan Sheng, the former vice president of Shuofeng Academy of Northern Qi Dynasty.

He was captured by Chang'an early on, along with Gao Zheng, the second son of the king of Qi.

After that, Yan Sheng, who became a prisoner, worked honestly and performed well. Now he can be free again.

However, Shuofeng academy, once the first Confucian school in the Northern Qi Dynasty, has indeed become history.

The Academy was demolished and most of its teachers and students were captured in Chang'an.

Hearing what Mr. Wu Yun said, Yan Sheng sighed: "please allow me to rebuild Shuofeng Academy. Of course, it's the Shuofeng of Chang'an, not the Shuofeng of Northern Qi."

"You know all the rules. I won't say more." Mr. Wu Yun said calmly: "even if it's the Shuofeng of the Northern Qi Dynasty, it's nothing."

When Yan Sheng heard the speech, a chill appeared on his back.

For Chang'an City, another Shuofeng Academy in the former Northern Qi Dynasty is nothing.

It's just destroying it again.

"No, I dare not."

Yan Sheng said quickly: "it was the old man who didn't know God's favor, offended Chang'an and disobeyed the general trend. From now on, they dare not make the same mistake again."

With him, he ended his life as a prisoner and regained his freedom, as well as other students from Shuofeng Academy.

These people will be the foundation for Yan Sheng to rebuild shuoyeng.

However, like him, they did not dare to rebel against Chang'an.

And those who are determined not to submit to Shuofeng students, no doubt, continue to work slowly to reform.

"Look at you." Mr. Wu Yun said calmly.

"I dare not fail the high expectations of your majesty and your husband." Yan Shenggong replied.Mr. Wu Yun took him out of the cell together, then waved his hand at will, and Yan Sheng immediately withdrew.

Second, the old man goes into the cell.

Inside, the man was a middle-aged man with a stern bearing and well-dressed.

From its body, it seems to reveal a very sharp, like a gun like atmosphere.

Xiao Kun, who practiced the Fu long spear, a unique skill passed down by the royal family of Southern Liang Dynasty in the past, has been fully integrated into his own blood.

However, at the moment, the straight sharp spear seems to be gradually bending, so that the spirit is not as strong as before.

"Yes, Mr. Wu Yun." Xiao Kun lowered his head and said slowly.

Mr. Wu Yun came to him and said, "if it's unnecessary, I won't mention it. It's a rare opportunity. You should grasp it carefully."

Xiao Kun said: "please rest assured, I understand."

At the beginning, the city Lord of Chang'an made a move in person, only he and Lin Ying were able to save their lives.

At that time, Li Xuanxin, the king of the Tang Dynasty, and others all died without a burial place.

That scene, forever engraved in Xiao Kun's heart, does not dare to forget for a moment.

This period of time, even become a nightmare like existence, let him have no rebellious mind.

"Are you going back to the land of old liang?" Asked Mr. Wu Yun.

Xiao Kun shook his head gently: "please allow me to settle in other places and serve Chang'an."

Mr. Wu Yun said carelessly, "yes."

Xiao Kun made the same choice as Xiao Hui, Xiao Zhaoyuan's son.

In a sense, as a person of Xiao Keye's time, his return to Liangdi will be more eye-catching than Xiao Hui.

After all, he is a martial arts master in the eighth level.

Moreover, the Liang clan inherited the Fu long gun, which was exquisite and powerful.

In the same realm, other people in Liangdi may not be able to defeat him.

At that time, people will certainly join hands to target him, making him difficult to move.

It's better to go somewhere else.

If you have a chance to break through to the Ninth level, it's OK to go back to Liangdi.

Naturally, Xiao Kun had no intention of restoring the southern Liang Dynasty, but if he built the ninth realm, he would not have to worry about the joint suppression of other people in the land of Liang.

Naturally, Zhang Dongyun didn't care much about it. Mr. Wu Yun, who projected his shadow, immediately allowed Xiao Kun's request.

Xiao Kun had already considered where to go and waited for Mr. Wu Yun to nod.

Now that Mr. Wu Yun allowed him, he immediately went to the land of Jin and went to Wei Chong, the head of Wei's family.

In his early years, when he left the southern Liang Dynasty to travel, he had a good friendship with Wei Chong, the leader of the Wei family.

The Wei family was the first to take refuge in Chang'an, and now it is flourishing in Shanxi.

With the care of Wei Chong and Wei family, Xiao Kun didn't have to worry that an outsider would suddenly run to the land of Shanxi, causing dissatisfaction from other local people.

If so, Xiao Kun would be like staying in Liangdi.

Now, he can rest assured.

Xiao Kun leaves, and Mr. Wu Yun goes on to the third cell.

There are two people in this cell.

An old man and a middle-aged man are both full of Confucian flavor.

The former is the Cheng family of the former Eastern Tang Dynasty, while the latter is Cheng Luo.

After Mr. Wu Yun came in, they saluted together: "I've met Mr. Wu Yun."

"I can't help but see what you've done these days, but..."

Mr. Wu Yun's eyes fall on Cheng Luo: "you can restore your freedom."

He turned to Cheng Jingyuan again: "but you can't

Cheng Luo looks at his uncle in embarrassment.

On Cheng Jingyuan's old face, his expression is calm, and seems to have some expectations.

Cheng Luo, since he was captured in Chang'an, has been imprisoned to do penance.

Cheng Jingyuan was redeemed by the eastern Tang Dynasty.

He reported some matters related to Chang'an city to the eastern Tang Dynasty. As a result, when the eastern Tang Dynasty was destroyed, the Cheng family also suffered.

Cheng Jingyuan entered the palace and became a prisoner of Chang'an again.

In this way, he was equal to twice and three times against Chang'an, adding to his crime.

Now Cheng Luo and others have redeemed their sins and been punished. Thanks to Chang'an, they can regain their freedom. However, Cheng Jingyuan may not be so lucky.

"I am willing to continue to make atonement as a prisoner. I only hope that Chang'an can forgive other Cheng family's children. They just obey the orders of Lao I and others." Cheng Jingyuan salutes again.

"You don't have to worry about it."

Mr. Wu Yun's tone is not salty: "for you, you'd better focus on yourself and sincerely repent."

Cheng Jingyuan respectfully said: "I understand that I must remember my teacher's instruction."

The Cheng family, once close to the Li family of the eastern Tang Dynasty, was naturally liquidated when the eastern Tang Dynasty collapsed.Many people, including Cheng Qing, the master of the family, have fallen under the butcher's knife of Chang'an.

It is obviously impossible to say that the Cheng family had no hatred at all at the beginning.

However, after being imprisoned, the coolie life constantly dissipated their resentment and pride.

Some people will not give in.

But some people, gradually began to lower their heads.

They had to think about the survival of the family.

Therefore, many Cheng family members, including Cheng Jingyuan and Cheng Luo, began to bow to Chang'an City sincerely.

Even if he is still stuck in the present situation and can't be free, Cheng Jingyuan has no complaints and can bear it safely.

Cheng Luo asked for instructions from Mr. Wu Yun: "Sir, if I can strive for some meritorious deeds, can my uncle be free as soon as possible?"

"It depends on your performance..." Mr. Wu Yun said calmly: "it depends on his own."

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