Catching Monsters

Chapter 596 The Golden Body of the Arhat
Upon considering this possibility, Xiao Jingqing trembled slightly. He took a deep breath and couldn't help but kick the servant beside him: "You bastard, why didn't you come back and tell me sooner!"

The servant was kicked to the ground, enduring the pain, and hurriedly said, "Your Highness, it was you who ordered that I personally see Jiang Yun leave the capital and head north before returning to report to you."

Xiao Jingqing's expression changed, and his eyes turned gloomy. If what he suspected was true, then something terrible had happened.

……

The carriage traveled slowly along the official road, with fine snow falling on both sides. Looking at the scenery outside the window, Xiao Yuzheng couldn't help but sigh and say, "I don't know how many years it has been since I left the palace to see the world."

"This vast expanse of snow is quite similar to the year I met Consort Shu."

Perhaps moved by the scene, Xiao Yuzheng was also quite emotional.

Linglong, who was standing to the side, also laughed and said, "Father, you see, I was right, wasn't I? The snow outside the capital is quite beautiful."

"Haha." Xiao Yuzheng smiled faintly and said, "After staying in the palace for so long, even this ordinary snow scene feels exceptionally fresh."

At this point, Xiao Yuzheng sat in his chair and sighed, "When I was young, I also enjoyed traveling around. My presence can be seen everywhere in our Zhou Kingdom."

"But since I ascended the throne, many things have become irrelevant to me. I have been diligent and conscientious."

"I fear that the Zhou Kingdom will become even worse in my hands."

Feng Yu also promptly flattered him: "Your Majesty, it is a blessing for Zhou to have you in charge. The two major battles to quell the Northern Hu were both victorious, and although there were many bandits, they were all promptly suppressed."

"The people are mostly living in peace and contentment, and even when disaster strikes, Your Majesty can provide timely relief."

Hearing this, Xiao Yuzheng smiled. When he got excited, he looked at Jiang Yun and said, "Jiang Yun, I heard that you are quite talented in poetry. Why don't you compose a poem on the spot, taking advantage of the snowy scenery?"

"Your Majesty, I am only good at wielding swords and spears all day long, how would I know anything about poetry?"

Xiao Yuzheng chuckled: "After all, you passed the imperial examination and became a scholar. How could you not be a poet?"

Seeing Jiang Yun's somewhat awkward smile, Xiao Yuzheng then slowly said, "Alright, if there are no suitable verses, then forget it."

The group chatted and laughed, and soon ventured deep into the peach grove.

At this moment, many monks were lying on the snow on both sides of the road, their bodies covered with thick snow.

Everyone had been lying in wait in the snow since dawn, not daring to make the slightest sound, just waiting for Jiang Yun to arrive.

Huang Fan was also hiding among them, with only his eyes showing.

He endured the coldness in his body and waited quietly. No matter what, he was determined to kill Jiang Yun today and avenge Master Hongguang.

Finally, a carriage slowly appeared ahead. This peach grove was quite remote and not on the main road.

Instead, it requires coming from a side path.

People only come specifically to see the peach blossoms when they bloom in spring.

It's freezing cold, so no one would make a special trip here.

coming!

Seeing this, Huang Fan's eyes lit up slightly as he watched the carriage get closer and closer.

Finally, as the carriage reached the center of the group surrounded by more than twenty monks, Huang Fan suddenly stood up from the snowdrift and roared, "Kill!!!"

At the same time, inside the carriage, suddenly, shouts of battle came from the snow on both sides.

Xiao Yuzheng frowned slightly, lifted the curtain of the carriage, and looked outside. There were many monks from the Western Regions on both sides of the carriage, holding all kinds of weapons.

Feng Yu's expression changed, and he said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, we've been ambushed!"

The moment she finished speaking, Feng Yu subconsciously glanced at Jiang Yun and Linglong.

Are these two trying to harm His Majesty?
No, that's impossible. Feng Yu shook his head, dismissing the idea. Did the two of them know that His Majesty had secret bodyguards?

They can't be dealt with by just a few people.

They're fine.

But where did this group of people come from?
At the same time, a large number of monks rushed toward the carriage.

Huang Fan took the lead, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, and threw it out instantly.

The string of prayer beads instantly grew larger in mid-air, each bead becoming a meter in diameter, and hurtled towards the carriage.

There were more than ten in total, each one like a cannonball. If one of them hit, the carriage would probably be overturned instantly.

A dragon roared.

A powerful magical force descended from the sky, instantly crushing the prayer beads into dust.

The eunuch Qin Hong, whose right hand was shaped like a dragon's claw, slowly descended from the sky. His face was gloomy, and he said in a cold voice, "Where did this foreign monk come from, daring to attack His Majesty!"

"Take them all!"

Suddenly, in the air, the necks of the two monks were slashed open.

The two monks stared wide-eyed, clutching their necks, but they couldn't stop the blood from gushing out.

Their eyes widened as they collapsed heavily to the ground, their bodies convulsing, their hot, bright red blood splattering onto the pristine snow, radiating heat.

"Oh no, he was prepared."

"Brother Huang Fan, what should we do?" Two Arhat-level monks quickly gathered around Huang Fan.

At this moment, the experts who followed were being slaughtered by the invisible expert. They didn't even get to see the invisible expert's face before losing their lives.

Huang Fan clenched his fists, his face darkened, and he gritted his teeth, saying in a low voice, "Damn Xiao Jingqing, we've fallen for his trick!"

"He and Jiang Yun are in cahoots! They deliberately set this trap for us to fall into."

"Never mind, kill!"

Before Huang Fan could finish speaking, a dragon palm struck down. The three of them tried to block it together, but the powerful palm sent them flying backward, rolling several times on the ground before finally stopping.

Qin Hong's clothes fluttered in the cold wind as he said coldly, "Where are you from? Who sent you?"

Huang Fan spat out a mouthful of blood and shouted, "Junior brothers, help me achieve the Golden Body!"

After saying that, despite the freezing weather, Huang Fan instantly tore off his shirt, while his two junior brothers on either side quickly sat cross-legged and chanted incantations, injecting their magical power into Huang Fan's body.

Huang Fan leaped into the air, his skin a bronze color, as if his body surface had been coated with a layer of bronze powder.

"The Golden Body of an Arhat!"

Huang Fan rushed towards Qin Hong in an instant, and Qin Hong, seeing this, reached out with his dragon claws to grab at Huang Fan's chest.

Unexpectedly, the incredibly sharp dragon claws failed to pierce the Arhat's golden body, and Huang Fan instead threw a punch at Qin Hong.

Qin Hong instantly dodged to the side, then grabbed Huang Fan by the neck: "The Buddhist teachings of the Western Regions, you people, are you from the Western Regions?"

"Buddha's light shines brightly!"

Instantly, a golden light burst forth from Huang Fan's body.

In an instant, the golden light engulfed Qin Hong.

(End of this chapter)