Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 323: Each Person Has a Mohist Magical Instrument

Du Nanyuan's face was extremely pale when he came out of the city with a group of palace guards in a menacing manner. He was still worrying about the Luoxing Sect just a moment ago, but he didn't expect that someone behind him hurriedly reported that the Luoxing Sect was attacking Pingyang City.

When Xiahou Jie saw the person coming, his face turned cold. He put down his hand and walked towards him. Soon, he and Du Nanyuan and his group were in a confrontation.

The entire city gate was suddenly blocked tightly. The young monks of the evil sect were still standing around watching the excitement, regardless of their own safety, while the civilians had already retreated in panic.

Neither side said a word, and the tense atmosphere reached its climax in an instant.

In the end, Xiahou Jie couldn't help but take the initiative to attack and start scolding.

"Du, what do you mean by this? Do you want to slap me in the face?"

Du Nanyuan was not in a hurry to respond. He just looked at the noisy surroundings, especially the group of people who were restrained, and then called a palace guard to reply.

"What's going on with these people?"

The palace guards rushed forward with the arrest warrants and listed the crimes of these people in great detail: murderers, robbers, and bandits; all of them were to be stabbed at the vegetable market.

Du Nanyuan nodded slightly. This was the order he gave. After listening to it, he waved his hand to let people line up, then looked at Xiahou Jie again.

This is his response.

Xiahou Jie looked grim, but he still insisted, "Why did you have to arrest someone today?"

The implication was very clear. These people came for the name of his Luoxing Sect. You could catch them at any other time, but you had to catch them now.

If it were an ordinary time, it wouldn't be a problem for him if these guards arrested anyone.

But in this case, no!
If these palace guards were really allowed to capture the person, in the eyes of outsiders, it would be no different from stepping on the face of the Luoxing Sect.

The reason why this group of people came here is because of the reputation of Luoxing Sect, which is the most powerful sect in this place.

Without this, who would be willing to travel thousands of miles to come to his third...second-rate sect.

Even if there are any, I'm afraid they are just the rotten fish and shrimp left over by others.

So what we are fighting for today is not about people, but about face.

It’s interesting to say that in today’s world of cultivators, from the thousand-year-old Nine Sects to the motley crowd like the Falling Star Sect, they are all fighting for the same thing: face!

The nine sects fought for face because they had nothing else to lack and the only thing left to fight for was face.

These people at the bottom of society are fighting for face, because they have nothing to offer but face.

"Go back! Under the current national law, if such a person can become a monk, who can the victims turn to for justice?"

Du Nanyuan spoke in a deep voice, directly defining the matter as follows: the law is not merciful and must be handled according to the law.

He even glanced at the group of cultivators from the Falling Star Sect at the end and slowly said, "From now on, no one should disturb the people when entering or leaving Pingyang City."

Ah!
Xiahou Jie was so angry that he laughed. What had he done before when he was talking about national laws?

It turns out that this group of country bumpkins had just arrived in Pingyang Prefecture and had no foundation at all, so how could they not dare to abide by the law?

Immediately, this huge gap made him feel alert again. He didn't know where Pingyang City got the confidence to directly confront his entire sect.

But he knew that if he failed to suppress it, the garrison commander would have the final say in Pingyang Prefecture.

He raised his hand, and hundreds of monks behind him drew their swords. The natural aura of the monks spread everywhere. Even though the cultivation of this group of rabble was not much stronger, the feeling of oppression was still overwhelming.

Du Nanyuan's face changed slightly. He didn't need to say anything. More than a hundred palace guards lined up in front of him, with their swords drawn.

A solemn and murderous atmosphere permeated the air.

"What's so good about seeing noobs fighting each other?"

The spirit of the weapon sneered in its sea of ​​consciousness, but Han Yu could still watch with great interest.

Logically, Han Yu had no good feelings towards this type of cultivators, otherwise he would not have used a single pill to capture all the cultivators in Yanbo Mansion.

"If you don't like it, why not just go up and set it on fire?"

In its opinion, with Han Yu's current ability, burning this group of monks to ashes would be just a matter of raising his hand.

But Han Yu chose not to do so. Instead, he leisurely mingled in the crowd and watched the excitement.

"Sometimes a fire can't change anything."

He wanted to see how Pingyang City would respond.

On the other side, Xiahou Jie looked at a group of palace guards and smiled contemptuously.

"With just these people, do you think they can stop thousands of cultivators from the Falling Star Sect?"

Don't forget, the manpower here is not the limit of his sect.

But the guards in Pingyang City are probably out in full force.

Furthermore...

"My Luoxing Sect has ten elders in the Peeping God Realm, over a hundred cultivators in the Other Shore Realm, and over a thousand cultivators in the Divine Bridge Realm..."

Listening to Xiahou Jie proudly listing off his background as if it were his own treasure, the others did not mind.

Han Yu couldn't help but burst out laughing.

He didn't mean to laugh at such an inappropriate time, but he really couldn't help being amused by him.

Nanli Jianzhai had just come out not long ago. The least valuable cultivator in the God-Seeking Realm of a sect became the most valuable asset in the mouth of this old man. This huge gap produced extremely dramatic laughs, and it was really hard not to laugh.

This laughter seemed particularly abrupt at this moment, and the people on both sides couldn't help but look up at the same time.

Han Yu's sides were suddenly empty. These people were either civilians or minor evil cultivators. They were all afraid of getting into trouble, so no one dared to have anything to do with him and they all quickly hid away.

Xiahou Jie glanced over coldly and found that it was just a small character with no cultivation at all. His face suddenly became ugly.

"Are you laughing at me?"

"I didn't, you continue."

Han Yu waved his hand and said while trying to suppress a smile.

These words made Xiahou Jie feel as if something was stuck in his throat, especially the other party's ordinary and light words, which seemed more like a mockery.

"Even you dare to laugh at me." Xiahou Jie was already full of anger. This ignorant mortal dared to offend him. The evil fire surged up and he suddenly waved his hand and shot an ice cone towards Han Yu.

bump!
Just as the ice cone was about to pierce his chest and Han Yu didn't even try to dodge, Du Nanyuan dodged in an instant and drew the long sword of the palace guard beside him. A surge of sword energy collided with the ice cone and smashed it into pieces in an instant.

"Do you really want to make things difficult for the Falling Star Sect?"

Xiahou Jie was humiliated repeatedly and was furious.

Du Nanyuan put his fingers together and the long sword flew back into the sheath. Then he looked at him as if he was a fool.

"If it weren't for the fact that we've been neighbors for many years, you would have died if I hadn't stopped this icicle!"

Others could not recognize this ordinary young man, but he had already recognized him. This face was issued by the Garrison Department and was now on his desk.

Xiahou Jie couldn't listen anymore. He waved his hand and a group of monks immediately flew their swords into the air.

Du Nanyuan's face was stern, and he waved his hand. The palace guards lined up and formed a human wall.

A burst of noisy sounds responded at the same time, and a chaotic stream of footsteps ran out of the city in a disorderly but extremely fast manner.

Hundreds of young men in cloth stood behind the palace guards, each holding a crossbow, and aimed their crossbows at the monks in the air.

"You're trying to stop the monks with civilians?"

Xiahou Jie laughed out of anger as he looked at these young faces.

"Is this your confidence?"

He just thought that Du Nanyuan was crazy. He thought that with the support of Pingyang people, he could control the entire Pingyang Prefecture?
"Wait a moment, sir."

Du Nanyuan politely apologized to Han Yu, then rushed out to the group of young people.

"You are wrong. My confidence comes from the magic weapon of the Mohist school. Its power is comparable to that of the cultivators on the other side. If necessary, every citizen of Pingyang City should have one."

He shook his head, then raised his head high and looked at the group of monks.

This is the confidence that allows him to challenge the Luoxing Sect.

"This group of civilians whom you look down upon have the ability to destroy the Falling Star Sect. Do you believe it?"

Du Nanyuan had a smile on her face. She was restrained at first, but then she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Xiahou Jie's eyes widened in disbelief. Are these crossbows all Mohist magic weapons?

How can it be……

How could it be such a big deal?

But if it were true, just imagining the scene of Pingyang people every holding a crossbow would make people shudder.

"You are crazy to allow civilians to have such means."

Xiahou Jie was shaking all over, not sure whether he was angry or frightened by this move.

Not only him, Han Yu was also shocked by this generous move. He had known about the cooperation between the fifth floor and the Mo family from his cousin before.

But I never thought that the court would be so powerful.

If this is really extended to the magic weapons of the Mohist school, to be honest, the superior mentality of many cultivators would probably collapse.

I’m afraid that in the future, when those little monks want to bully the people, they will have to think first about whether someone will suddenly take out a Mohist magic weapon and attack them.

If the people of Yanbo Prefecture had this weapon at that time, it would probably not be his turn to take action, and those ruffian monks around him would have been killed by the people first.

Du Nanyuan laughed happily and said, "We don't oppress the people, why should we be afraid? Are you afraid?"

This rhetorical question made the Luoxing Sect cultivators present look at each other in bewilderment.

This is no nonsense, he must be scared!

After practicing hard, you can be knocked down by a civilian with a crossbow if you are not careful. No one would be afraid.

"Pingyang Prefecture does not restrict the coming and going of monks, but remember, the law is in force, so watch your heads."

He had wanted to say this for a long time, and now that he had finally said it, he felt extremely relieved.

In the end, Xiahou Jie left in shame without saying a word.

He didn't dare to gamble. If he made a wrong bet, he would not die, but none of the disciples he brought with him would be able to leave alive.

What’s even more interesting is that after he left, the group of people who had come here because of his reputation also dispersed.

If a cultivator can’t roam freely in the world without any restraint, then what’s the point of coming here!

Pingyang Prefecture is so powerful, so wouldn't we be in humiliation here? Not to mention the civilians, even the little evil cultivators would run away.

In fact, the Fifth Floor has never been against cultivators enjoying freedom, but if you want to enjoy freedom, go to famous mountains and rivers, and don't come to the mundane world to try to enjoy freedom.

There is also the idea of ​​being free. If you are free in the deep mountains and forests, the people on the fifth floor will have nothing better to do than to care about you.

But if you want to challenge the laws of the country with unbridled ease and disrupt local peace, then leave your head behind!
"Mr. Han is so embarrassed to see such a ridiculous scene."

Du Nanyuan came forward, clasped his fists and said with a smile.

"Have you really achieved the goal of everyone owning a Mohist magic weapon?"

Han Yu waved his hand and didn't mind. Instead, he asked with great curiosity.

"Ha ha!"

Du Nanyuan laughed for no reason, "To be honest, sir, I did it."

"Then you can just wipe out the Falling Star Sect!"

Han Yu originally thought that the other party was bluffing, but he didn't expect it to be true. This was strange. Since he had the strength, how could he let the other party go?

"Actually, there is a reason for this, otherwise I wouldn't have stopped this old guy from committing suicide."

"Let's talk at the government office."

(End of this chapter)