"Teacher," Zhou Ziyan asked softly, "Will Shanhaige kill him? Will he die?"

Elder Tao was silent and did not answer for a long time.

"He won't die!"

"You won't kill him!"

Lou Jiang felt that Zhou Ziyan's hand was trembling in his sleeve. He tried his best to restrain himself and maintain the respect he should have for his teacher.

"He is the young master of the Taiyu clan, and he will be the head of Tianmu in the future. You will not kill him!"

"But what did he say? A few artifacts and tens of thousands of gold are enough to pay me a fish in the city of Li. If one person per coffin is twenty taels, even if the entire city is killed, two million taels of gold is too much for him. Yu can afford it! It's just a fish!"

"Even if it's a fish, it's a fish that will protect my city for thousands of years!"

He knelt down straight, but the endless resentment boiled in his chest. Licheng is like a hundred clans, like a firefly compared to the sun and moon. He was desperate, like a sixteen-year-old boy holding his sword, accumulating an angry dragon-like slash.

"...Why do you have to kill him in Licheng?" Elder Tao said, "You can obviously kill him outside the city."

"Teacher, Licheng lives like this."

Zhou Ziyan said softly.

Whoever kills the poison in the city with one bite will surely die of the gas in the city.

There are hundreds of millions of scorpions, but each fish is very weak when separated, and only when they come together can they light up the mountains and rivers. If they want to protect all the fish, they have to keep this breath.

"Today there will be a thousand clan in the immortal city of the Bai clan! Tomorrow there will be a thousand clan! Wan clan! Po City... gone!"

With the cold wind blowing through the hall, Elder Tao sighed heavily and walked away.

"You can't be protected like this."

Can't protect?

Why can't you protect it?

When the candle flickered and the picture changed, Lou Jiang only felt that he, or Zhou Ziyan, was kneeling on the ground again, kowtowing heavily. The force he used was so heavy that Lou Jiang, who was attached to his memory, felt the pain that was hard to remember.

"The disciple suspects that Bai's privately changed the track of the sun and the moon."

"The disciple is willing to ask Shanhaige to ask Kong Sang."

Word by word, the whole place was silent.

"Ziyan... I beg the pavilion master and the pavilion elders, ask Kong Sang, and thoroughly investigate the sky."

He raised his head, his voice hoarse.

Lou Jiang met the pavilion master, the white-haired pavilion elders, and many stern or kind elders. Zhou Ziyan looked over one by one, they either turned their heads away, or frowned, or shook their heads and sighed... There has never been such a cold wind in the hall, and the coldness of people's blood and soul cooled little by little.

"Ziyan," the pavilion master finally spoke, his voice very slow, "Taiyu originally wanted Licheng to hand over you. Did you know?"

"The disciple knows."

Zhou Ziyan's head drooped slightly.

"Disciple knows that Shanhaige protects me."

"Although the Sitian Covenant stipulated that if Xianmen has a different view of the sun and moon, you can ask Kong Sang. So far, Xianmen has inquired Kong Sang three times. The Lord said solemnly, "Do you know?"

"Ziyan...I know."

"Then do you understand?"

Lou Jiang understood.

I understand why even Zuo Yuesheng, the young pavilion master, didn't know that Zeng Jian beheaded the Taiyu clan in Po City, and understood why Zhou Ziyan had not heard from him after he was sixteen years old, and understood that this person has not been mentioned in the sect for a hundred years.

Because it's not a glorious thing.

Xianmen ruled over twelve continents, with millions of cities in each continent, and the cities and Xianmen had a contract. Therefore, the city's seal of each city was cast by the Xianmen of each continent. The city pays tribute to Xianmen, and Xianmen protects the city in times of catastrophe. In addition, when the cities of various continents encounter injustices that cannot be resisted by the power of one city, they will also seek help from Xianmen, and ask Xianmen to preside over justice.

Licheng is such a city.

Like other cities in Qingzhou, it signed a city deed with Xianmen.

The Taiyu clan took advantage of their power and status in the Bai clan to change the route of the sun and the moon, making the city less and less rainy day by day. The orbit of the sun and the moon is inherently complicated and unpredictable, and only a tiny deviation above the sky is enough to cause life and death changes on the ground. The Taiyu Clan just pinpointed that this kind of change was too small. If there was no change in the overall trajectory of the sun and the moon, Shanhaige would definitely not be willing to ask Kong Sang.

Changing the sky track is just the work of a family, but checking the sky track requires checking all the Kongsang Bai clan.

On one side is a Fan City, and on the other is Baishi Kongsang.

Which is lighter and which is more important, and which is the trade-off?

So the city deed can only sigh, the justice of this world is mostly a piece of fiction.

Only young will take it seriously.

"... Ziyan understands."

"Ziyan does not complain, please bid farewell to Shanhai."

Say goodbye to mountains and seas, and return to Licheng.

………………

"Ziyan, you're crazy!" Elder Tao firmly grasped the broken sword, the blade cut through his flesh and blood, and the blood dripped to the ground, "What the hell did you do! Who taught you this evil method!"

In the phantom array, thousands of flying rainbows and thousands of flowing fires, ink-like streets and houses were torn apart, burned, erased, and resurrected. The young man standing in the center of the streamer had black hair and frost, he was thin and pale, as if the blood all over his body was rapidly draining away, turning into countless crimson fish shadows coiling around him.

The fish shadow swam out of his chest, from his heart.

He stood there, arms outstretched, a nest of flesh and blood.

As the school of fish swam out, his breath quickly soared at a terrifying speed, rising high and becoming more dangerous than ever. Elder Tao was unaware of those dangers, and his expression was broken like an iron seal, revealing an unconcealed anxiety and fear: "What the hell have you done!"