Sword from Songshan

Chapter 164: Twelve Halls Seven-Colored Flags

In the prosperous area in the east of Yongnian County, Guangping Prefecture, more than a dozen courtyards occupying most of the street were connected to form a large mansion.

The tops of the walls were filled with yellow flags, and in the middle of the building, a tall gatehouse was built with a large plaque on which were hung large gilded characters reading "Yellow Flag of the Sun and Moon Sect".

If we ignore the distinction between good and evil, the Sun Moon Divine Sect can be said to be the most powerful force in the world today!
In addition to the main altar at Heimu Cliff, there are twelve halls and seven-color flags, with tens of thousands of people gathered throughout the prefectures and counties of Hebei, and there are also stations in other surrounding provinces.

This is the Yellow Flag, one of the Seven Color Flags. The flag owner, Li Mingkai, leads thousands of followers. In addition to Yongnian County where its headquarters is located, its sphere of influence also covers several surrounding counties including Quzhou, Feixiang, and Jize.

It was already past midnight, and all lights in the Huangqi Courtyard had been turned off, except for the main hall which was still brightly lit.

There were several tables in the middle, with the tables cluttered with leftover wine, meat and dishes. Some people were lying on the tables or under them, drunk and unconscious.

"These rubbish."

At the main table in the middle, a young man with a small mustache snorted disdainfully, then turned to a burly middle-aged man in a yellow shirt sitting at the main seat and put on a fawning look on his face.

"Master, you are here at Blackwood Cliff this time, so you can see the Master."

"Of course I have seen it."

Li Mingkai looked proud and spoke in a calm manner.

"At the banquet, the leader said that he had been in the sect for many years and had made great contributions, so he specially rewarded me with a glass of Zhuangyuanhong, a century-old wine."

"As expected of you, you are the leader of the banner! You are so appreciated by the leader!"

The man with a mustache had an excited look on his face and spoke quickly.

"Master, please tell me what the leader looks like."

"The leader looks like..."

Seeing everyone turning their heads, Li Ming smiled but deliberately whetted their appetite. He raised his glass and took a sip before speaking slowly.

"The old man is nine feet tall, with a beard two feet long, a face as red as a date, lips as red as painted, phoenix eyes and long eyebrows. He is really handsome and majestic!"

"Uh……"

Everyone who had been looking expectant just now was stunned.

I blinked in confusion, why does the leader look so much like Guan Erye?
However, since the flag owner said so, then it is so.

As younger brothers, how could they refute and humiliate their elder brother in public?

"A beard two feet long? How ridiculous! Dongfang Bubai even cut off his lower body, so how could he still have a beard?"

Just as everyone was about to praise Li Mingkai, a slightly hoarse and untimely voice suddenly sounded.

"Bullshit! Have you seen the leader, or me..."

Li Mingkai shouted coldly and slammed the table heavily. Before he finished speaking, he frowned.

There was a man standing at the door, with a black scarf covering his face. Although he had black hair, he sounded quite old and did not look like one of their brothers.

"who are you!"

"You are not worthy of hearing my name."

"What a big mouth! Don't you see where you are?"

Li Mingkai's face darkened and he shouted loudly outside.

"Someone! Capture this lunatic!"

But no one responded, and no one came in.

After a while, there was still no one around. Li Mingkai looked displeased and shouted again.

"A bunch of dogs who only know how to sleep, they don't even know a thief has broken in, someone, hurry up..."

"No need to shout."

The masked man spoke calmly.

"No one will come in."

"why?"

"Have you ever seen a dead man respond to a call?"

"What did you say!"

Li Mingkai's face changed instantly and he stood up suddenly.

At this time, other people in the hall were also horrified and stood up one after another. Even those who were drunk before sobered up immediately and looked at the masked man with fear on their faces.

After calming down, Li Mingkai frowned and asked in a deep voice.

"What have you done to my brothers!"

"No wonder he is still only one flag master. Didn't I make it clear just now? Kill them all."

"Bastard!"

Li Mingkai immediately became furious and shouted at the people around him.

"kill him!"

"on!"

"Kill him!"

At this time, there were still twenty or thirty people in the hall, shouting and rushing forward.

They were drinking and eating meat, and no one had any weapons with them. A few clever ones took off two legs of the bench, and most of the others were unarmed.
Looking at this group of ignorant rabble, the masked man smiled lightly, with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

Pa~!

There was no need for any special moves, he just reached out his hand casually and grabbed the person in front.

“Ugh! Ahhhh!”

The masked man was not seen, but the captured person seemed to be in great pain and screamed and howled. What was even more strange was that even the screams seemed to be suppressed.

Seeing this strange scene, everyone became suspicious and afraid, and for a moment they dared not rush up.

In the blink of an eye, the masked man let go of the man, who seemed to have lost all his strength and collapsed to the ground like mud.

"What did you do to him!"

"Is it poison?!"

Seeing that the man was not sure whether he was dead or alive, the others panicked and started shouting.

The masked man did not respond. He took a step forward, reached out and grabbed another person.

Like the previous person, this person also looked painful.

"Don't just stand there! Kill him!"

The others then came to their senses, and while he was holding onto someone else with one hand, they rushed towards the masked man, shouting.

But who would have thought that the masked man could easily block all their attacks with just one hand.

After sucking that person dry, he reached out and grabbed another person and did the same thing to him.

After just a short while, more than ten people in the hall had been sucked dry and fell to the ground.

"Ghost! Ghost!"

It was like seeing a ghost. No one had any courage left and they ran away shouting.

Hurrah~!

Just as the person at the door was about to run out, the masked man leaped up, really looking like a ghost, and stopped and captured him, still sucking him dry as before.

Even if someone tried to escape through the window or other places, they were stopped by the masked man.

Even if he didn't have time to suck so many people in at once, he would temporarily throw them back into the hall.

"Fight him!"

There was no way to escape, and everyone felt hopeless for a moment. With another shout, they rushed towards the masked man with all their might.

The masked man had no expression on his face, and continued to smoke one after another as before.

After about an incense stick of time, dozens of people in the hall had fallen to the ground.

The energy was sucked too hard, damaging their meridians and acupoints, and most of them have died. Some of them are still in good health, and although they have lost all their internal energy, they have managed to keep their lives.

The masked man looked around, saw that nothing was missed, and turned and left.

"He is... Ren Wo..." Looking at the masked man's back as he left, Li Mingkai raised his head with force, whimpering softly.

These young believers didn't know, but he joined the sect when he was young and had been in the Sun Moon Sect for more than 20 years, so he naturally knew the former sect leader Ren Woxing.

Although I have never seen it with my own eyes, this kind of magic method of absorbing people's internal energy must be the Star-Absorbing Technique.

Ren Woxing is the only one in the world who knows the Star Absorbing Art. Li Mingkai looked terrified, and that masked man must be Ren Woxing.

I heard the news before that the former teacher, Mr. Woxing, has reappeared in the arena.

But after more than ten years, Dongfang Bubai had already firmly established himself as the leader, and who would dare to mention Ren Woxing again?

I thought it was just a rumor, but now it seems that Ren Woxing is really back.

"We must report this to the leader immediately..."

After regaining some strength, Li Mingkai forced himself to stand up. Such a major event must be reported as soon as possible.

Perhaps, in recognition of his contribution in reporting the news, the Eastern Sect Leader would reward him and help him recover his strength.

In the eyes of ordinary followers, Dongfang Bubai is already an omnipotent being, so recovering his strength is nothing.

Twenty miles outside Yongnian County, in a small forest, a masked man pulled off his veil, revealing a handsome face that was totally inconsistent with his old voice. It was Lu Nanxing.

“Disappointing.”

This attack on the Yellow Flag base attracted as many as two to three hundred people, but only gained more than thirty years of internal strength.

These ordinary followers, let alone profound internal strength, many of them have never even practiced internal skills.

In addition, there will be loss in the process of absorbing other people's internal energy, and it cannot be fully absorbed.

Lu Nanxing had actually expected this, and was just complaining casually at this time.

Think about it again, one night is equivalent to thirty years of internal strength, and more than six hundred years is less than a month.

Lu Nanxing smiled, then gathered his mind, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to practice.

According to the meridian acupoints marked on the white hair between the eyebrows, practice qigong and circulate the energy to disperse the internal energy into the body.

After about two hours, a total of twenty years of energy was consumed.

He continued to practice Qigong, but he could no longer release his internal energy.

The body is like a container, and the internal force is water. It is already full at this point, and no matter how much more you pour, it cannot continue to increase.

"coming!"

Lu Nanxing was not in a hurry, but rather had some expectations.

Sure enough, when the internal force filled the whole body, it turned into millions of hammers again and began to continuously beat every cell in the body.

During the pounding process, it feels like soaking in a hot spring, and the whole body feels relaxed.

Having been mentally prepared, Lu Nanxing was not panicked and quietly enjoyed the process.

This went on for nearly two hours, and all the internal energy transformed into the iron hammer was exhausted. After the last blow, Lu Nanxing's physical strength was greatly improved again.

"It's okay."

Lu Nanxing felt it roughly and found that in addition to defense, his strength was also greatly enhanced.

Although the improvement is not as exaggerated as the first time, it is still good.

After all, there are a total of thirty-two aspects of the Buddha, and he would be tempered in this way thirty-two times!
Following this process, one will eventually reach the Vajra Indestructible State.

Buzz~!

While he was thinking, the smoke above the small wooden tripod changed again.

It is still a Buddha, with eyelashes neatly arranged and not messy, exactly the third set of eyelashes like the bull king.

Like the previous two pictures, there are also clear markings on the meridians and acupoints.

Lu Nanxing did not delay. He took a deep breath and continued to practice the third picture.

As the new method was put into practice, the body that had been filled up seemed to have gaps again, allowing the internal force to be infused into it again.

It is like a bottle, which is first filled with stones, then with pebbles, then with sand, and finally with water.

It looks full, but actually there is still some space, it just needs to be more refined.

Or maybe, after being tempered, the body becomes more solid, and the ability to contain internal force also becomes stronger.

Lu Nanxing did not delve into the specific reasons, but simply marked the method of Far Rotation according to the Buddha's image.

"Hoo~!"

When the sky in the east began to turn pale, Lu Nanxing let out a breath and opened his eyes.

This time, he only expended more than ten years of internal energy, and did not fully practice the third phase.

Although the Thirty-two Aspects of Buddha's Body Refining is powerful, it does not actually improve Lu Nanxing's martial arts much before his realm is raised. For now, he still has to rely mainly on his internal strength.

Save thirty years of internal strength in case of emergency.

Thirty years of internal strength cannot be considered peak in this world, but Lu Nanxing has mastered many unique skills, so thirty years of foundation is enough.

As for why not focus on internal strength instead of refining the body, and improve the internal strength to sixty, seventy, or even a hundred years.

Compared to six hundred and forty years, this is indeed a lot easier.

But internal force has its limitations. The body's capacity is limited, and the total amount of internal force is also limited.

Moreover, although the internal force obtained by relying on the Star-Absorbing Technique is abundant, it is mixed and not refined. When the internal force is cultivated to a certain level, it is no longer entirely based on quantity, and quality is also extremely important.

For example, Master Fang Zheng, his skills may not even reach sixty or seventy years, but if it comes to a competition of internal strength, no one in the world today dares to say that they can beat him.

The fundamental reason is that the internal force cultivated by the Yi Jin Jing does not disperse on Tuesdays and is continuous in movement, and its quality far exceeds that of ordinary internal force.

It is like a chisel and a tree. Although the tree is big, the chisel can easily cut through it.

Lu Nanxing's Shenzhaogong is also a peerless magical skill, and the internal strength he cultivates is not inferior to the Yijinjing.

However, it takes a lot of time to transform all the absorbed internal energy into divine internal energy. In comparison, practicing the Thirty-two Aspects of Buddha is much faster.

"It's already daybreak."

It was already dawn by this time, and Lu Nanxing did not delay and immediately returned to Mount Tai.

From Yongnian County to Mount Tai, it is only four or five hundred miles. With Lu Nanxing's lightness skills, he can get back in half a day.

He went down the mountain last night and returned before dark this time. The people of Taishan Sect didn't even know he had gone down the mountain.

But in fact, he traveled thousands of miles and had already wiped out a group of demons.

"Master."

In the evening, Tianbai and Tianyi came to see him and report some affairs in the sect.

After listening to this, Lu Nanxing waved his hand and let them make their own arrangements.

After dinner, Lu Nanxing returned to his room and thought about his next goal.

If one wants to practice all thirty-two aspects of Buddha, how can a mere yellow flag be enough?

Even though it was for the purpose of practicing martial arts, he could not avoid killing innocent people. Lu Nanxing's standard was very simple, no one in the Demon Cult was innocent!
As the headquarters of the Black Wood Cliff, it has the most masters and more internal energy that can be absorbed, but Lu Nanxing naturally did not dare to go up.

In addition, there are eight or nine other places with the Twelve Halls and the Seven-Colored Flags, excluding those at Heimu Cliff and those that are farther away.

The yellow flag is just the first step. After some thought, Lu Nanxing set his next target on Fenglei Hall!

When the righteous gathered at Black Wood Cliff, Master Dingyi led a team to attack Wind and Thunder Hall, and fought hard and seriously injured and killed the hall master Tong Baixiong.

Today, Dongfang Bubai has reappointed the leader and rebuilt the Fenglei Hall.

Compared with other halls, the strength is relatively weak, but it is still above the Seven Colored Flag. Lu Nanxing smiled lightly, it was just right for him to score twice!

"go!"

After careful thought, Lu Nanxing set off immediately, quietly descended Mount Tai again, used all his strength to display his lightness skills, and headed straight for the Fengleitang headquarters.

The Yellow Flag was destroyed last night, but it will take time for the news to reach Heimu Cliff and be communicated to other local gangs.

Presumably, Fengleitang was unaware of this at the time and was not prepared, so he was caught off guard.

In fact, even if Fengleitang had been prepared, Lu Nanxing's martial arts skills would not have allowed him to take it seriously.

(End of this chapter)