Sword from the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 126 Cold Moon Sword Light and Carefree Dismantling Technique
Jiu Lingzhi looks to be in his thirties or forties, but he is actually a master who has been famous for decades.

Unfortunately, I'm not very clear about Zhou Yi's methods.

He used slow attacks to counter fast ones, but his repeated attacks failed, exposing all his weaknesses.

The sound of Jiu Lingzhi's body hitting the ground was drowned out by a loud explosion not far away, and the sound of swords clashing continued in the darkness.

In the distance, at the Ren family mansion, a group of experts were engaged in fierce fighting, with the battle becoming even more intense.

Zhou Yi glanced back and was immediately drawn to the glint of a blade nearby.

Kuojie is also one of the five types of demons, but his methods are completely different from Jiulingzhi's, although his power is comparable.

He wielded his twin swords to block Shi Feixuan's barrage of sword shadows.

However, Shi Feixuan's moves were profound and her movements were graceful. In addition, she had a telepathic connection with Shi Feixuan, and she could anticipate the attack with every sword strike.

Although the Kuo Jie had been practicing martial arts for several times longer than his opponent, the current situation could no longer be resolved simply by using profound internal energy.

If they defend with all their might, they can hold out for a while.

But when he realized that there was no movement from Jiu Lingzhi's side, he caught a glimpse of a white figure rushing towards him, and was so frightened that he was scared out of his wits.

Shi Feixuan seized the momentary opening and wounded his right arm with a sword.

Kuojie held his knife up, retreated rapidly, smashed through the paper window, and threw a handful of poisoned hidden weapons behind him as he plunged in. He then rampaged through several abandoned houses.

With a loud "boom," it burst through the roof.

The city wall was right in front of us, but from the left and right, one in green and one in white, a sword was coming from each direction.

Kuojie, who was locked by the two sword energies, roared. He had nowhere to escape and had to take the blow head-on. So he held his two swords, his steps became faster and faster, and suddenly he started spinning!
One of his knives gleamed, while the other remained dull.

Two beams of light spun out, alternating between light and shadow, embodying the essence of the Scripture of Light.

In the darkness, light shines.

Qi rushes down from the crown of the head, and the primordial spirit and primordial energy merge, which is not perfect to begin with.

But as he spun, his spirit and energy embraced him within the swirling force, causing the two to merge.

He instantly unleashed the full power of his nearly sixty years of skill!
In an instant, the violent blade energy swept in all directions, and the shattered tiles were all turned into hidden weapons by the strong wind.

However, the speed of the blue and white swords remained unchanged, each using their sword energy to break through the strong wind!

Two swords clashed with two blades; the instant they collided, the entire roof sank downwards, threatening to collapse.

Eight sword wounds suddenly appeared on Kuojie's body. He fought desperately, forcing Shi Feixuan to retreat to protect herself.

The deadly thing was that the sword in the wind that had been swirling around him was only slightly pushed back before it attacked again.

The Kuojie knew the danger and dared not fight.

He stomped down hard, and the already sinking roof collapsed.

Using this momentum, he pulled back the spin and, despite his injuries, soared into the night sky.

However, the white-clad figure followed like a ghost, never leaving his side.

The Kuojie failed to climb the city wall and was instead trapped in mid-air.

His eyes widened in disbelief that the other party's lightness skill was so strong that he could shift his position in mid-air with a slight movement, and then stomp on his back, knocking him down from the air!

At that moment, one person took off, while the other plummeted.

Kuojie fell from a height of four zhang to the ground, his legs bent, and half of his buttocks hit the bluestone slab with a muffled thud, the bricks and stones shattered, leaving a half-foot footprint!

There wasn't time to do anything else.

With his powerful fighting instincts, Kuojie's clothes trembled, and with a low growl, his lower abdomen deflated as he gathered his inner energy, raised his twin swords, and slashed upwards!
In his eyes was a crescent moon, and in the clear light, a white figure raised his sword and pressed down.

That sword was extremely fast, so fast that it was impossible to catch it.

However, the pale moonlight combined with the chilling blade, reflecting off it in all directions.

The cold moonlight of the sword flashed across the robes of the saintess under the moon, and then flickered in the corners of Kuojie's eyes and brows.

When a Capricorn's mind goes blank, they can no longer see anything outside themselves.

He mistook the falling white shadows for wild geese from the northern frontier, slashing with his twin blades, creating clusters of sword shadows. The wild geese of the northern sky were severed, the cold clouds ripped apart, the camels of the vast sea sank, and the ancient moon lay horizontal—this strike would sever the wild geese beneath the moon!
"what--!"

He roared, his spirit strained to its limit, as he clashed with Yue Luofeng's sword.

At this moment, with life and death hanging in the balance, his blade was the fastest he had ever used.

Almost instantly, the swords and blades exploded with dozens of sounds, each one accompanied by a burst of energy. The rapid bursts of energy shot out into the air, and together they sounded like someone playing a short flute in an empty room. The flute music became more and more urgent and shorter and shorter!
When suppressed to the extreme.
The moment the white figure landed, the sound shattered, pierced by a sword's cry!
The sword light shattered the blade's shadow, and the light reflected from the cold moon swept across his neck in an instant.

"Danglanglang~"

The twin swords fell to the ground, and Kuojie lost his strength in his legs, kneeling on the ground with his head drooping limply.

Blood gushed from his throat and neck, splashing onto the ground and staining the blade red.

Looking at the kneeling corpse, Zhou Yi felt a sense of alarm.

This person's martial arts have flaws; he's probably inferior to him.

However, the ferocity displayed in life-or-death battles means that if one underestimates or makes a mistake, one will immediately suffer a loss.

As the footsteps drew closer, Shi Feixuan stopped beside him and looked at the weapons on the ground.

"He should be one of the five types of demons of the Great Ming Venerable Sect."

"Yes, the other one who uses a heavy iron staff is too."

Recalling the two men's internal energy, Zhou Yi added, "Their weapons are different, but their internal energy is similar. They must be practicing the methods of the Scripture of Light and the Sabulagam."

Shi Feixuan's elegant and refined face revealed a meaningful smile:

"Brother Dao's profound skills are unfathomable. I was just trying to calm myself down to resist his mental techniques, but Brother Dao was unaffected by them."

"Because I am one in spirit, I seek my true self, I am selfless, and I see everything as empty."

Knowing he was talking nonsense, Shi Feixuan didn't expose him. Instead, she looked into his eyes in a cooperative manner.

She seemed curious, trying to see if she could see her own reflection in his eyes.

When Zhou Yi looked in that direction, the Holy Maiden looked away again.

The Kuojie, unwilling to kneel any longer, leaned to one side, his hands resting on the knife.

It seems they want to rise from the dead and fight them again.

"Brother Dao, let's go help first."

"Walk."

Two figures ran from the city wall to the rooftop, heading back to the dilapidated Ren family mansion. The closer they got, the louder the shouts of battle became.

The masters of Taoism and Buddhism are engaged in a fierce battle with the Great Ming Zun Sect.

There are many experts who can use their innate true energy, but in such a chaotic situation, there is no fair competition.

The mansion was surrounded, and the disparity in numbers was widening.

If it's a one-on-one fight, even a top-tier fighter would find it very difficult to catch up if he wanted to run.

At this moment, it was two or three against one, including powerful figures from both Taoism and Buddhism, making the situation completely one-sided.

However, the servants of the benevolent mother were notorious for their evil ways.

These people who were misled were not afraid at all; on the contrary, their ferocity was even stronger.

The Buddhists will have no pity for the Great Ming Sect. If these people were to enter the Central Plains to spread their teachings, they would pose a greater threat to them than the demonic sects.

The Great Ming Sect does not teach self-cultivation.

They are a typical cult.

The two Vajras, Bu Chi and Bu Ju, of Jing Nian Chan Monastery can be described as unleashing a bloodbath.

Their methods were far more ruthless than those of Ji Xun and Ji Shou from the Daoist sect.

Even if cult members are sent to the underworld, it is still a meritorious deed.

The two men brandished their staffs and fought wildly, venting all the anger they had suffered in the coffin palace.

If we look at their record, they are probably the best tonight.

But
When Zhou Yi, who had just killed two fifth-class demons, returned from the city wall and entered the chaos, even the two Vajra warriors of Jingnian Temple were no match for him.

Zhou Yi's murderous aura was even greater than that of the Vajra Guardians.

The cultists had been running rampant in Nanyang for a long time, which had long angered him.

Thinking of the three uneasy people in the courtyard, and the humiliation that Da Longtou and the others had suffered.

Zhou Yi joining in from the sidelines was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

The cultists, already at a disadvantage in the stalemate, were suddenly attacked by a figure in white who flew through the mansion like a sickle cutting wheat, passing through three courtyards in an instant and killing more than twenty people.

He prioritizes selecting top-tier individuals.

Especially those top-tier experts who fought against Mu Daoren and his group, regardless of whether the opponent was seriously injured, they killed them first.

Since Zhou Yi entered the chaotic situation, he has not made a second move against the enemy.

They reaped victory after victory on the battlefield, their ruthless methods leaving even the Buddhist Vajras in awe.

This was the first time that the various forces in Nanyang City who participated in the battle had witnessed the Abbot in such a manner.

They shouted excitedly, determined to completely annihilate the Great Ming Zunjiao.

They chased the enemy to the north of the mansion, where another expert fell victim to their sword during the escape.

Zhou Yi was about to kill his way back to the courtyard.
My heart suddenly tightened!
Without turning his head, he channeled his powerful true essence and unleashed a fiery sword aura towards the streets and alleys behind him.

A point of silver light grew brighter and brighter in the darkness. It was the manifestation of true energy gathering to its extreme. The sword energy was swayed by a nimble figure. The strong wind only blocked it for a moment before being broken by the point of silver light.

The darkness was pierced as if by a tangible force, and the sword energy shattered like a mirror.

This sense of unreality is dazzling, and looking at that silvery light again seems to make one dizzy.

Taking advantage of the moment when the newcomer dodged the sword energy, Zhou Yi stepped back, and the next instant, a loud explosion occurred where he stood!
The roof tiles splayed out to both sides, and the shockwave created a loud bang.

The attacker's strike missed without any hesitation; his footwork was unseen, and the silver light shifted, striking again.

The previous sneak attack was silent, but this time it's open and powerful, carrying a surge of energy.

A point of silver light stretched out in the air like a line, continuously dotting the sky with an elusive trajectory. Eight gusts of wind resembled eight arrows of energy, and the flight of these arrows was even more wondrous than the innate arrow formation of the Five Great Arrow Guards.

Driven by special true energy, the energy arrows drift and roam freely, each with its own purpose, aiming straight for the opponent's vital acupoints!
Zhou Yi's longsword flashed, encircling his body with a single strike, using the method of breaking the innate arrow formation to deal with these eight powerful forces.

Since there was no water in the pool, he used the Fire-Leaving Sword Technique to create scorching waves.

The eight strong gusts of wind were slightly deflected by the air currents, losing their accuracy.

Zhou Yi dodged the seven arrows, and the surrounding area exploded with loud bangs. He didn't care about the broken tiles and dust, and slashed at the last one with his sword, causing the energy arrow to shatter upon contact with the sword.

However, a strange force surged into his body through the longsword, and for a moment, he was unable to dispel this dangerous energy.

When this force enters the body, illusions arise.

Fortunately, he had an extremely strong will, and with the secret teachings of Aruina, the power of spiritual refinement in his acupoints washed down and shattered the illusion.

The profound energy from the Foot Shaoyin Kidney Meridian burst forth from Yongquan point, enveloping this strange force and suppressing it.

He felt calm, but then a silver rod appeared before his eyes.

The silver rod reflected the moonlight to confuse the eyes, while concealing three illusory and indistinguishable thrusts, aiming straight for the center of the chest, the dantian, and the space between the eyebrows, each strike potentially fatal!
Zhou Yi channeled his inner energy into the longsword, using the second Xuanmen True Power from the Eight Extraordinary Meridians to continue the sword's momentum.

Overpower skill with force, sword against silver cudgel.

However, although the opponent's move was more skillful than forceful, the force within it actually bent the cold iron blade under the pressure of the opposing forces.

An ordinary sword would have broken long ago.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa~"

The longsword flashed and made a sound. With difficulty, Zhou Yi withdrew the sword with his right hand and launched a surprise attack with his left hand using the Heavenly Frost Fist.

The silver staff, which was originally intended to follow up with a strike, turned and first dispersed the force of the punch.

Zhou Yi took the opportunity to retreat ten feet, and the newcomer's feet were completely hidden under her long skirt, so no footsteps could be seen.

The frost hadn't dissipated yet; she moved her feet, but her upper body remained motionless, like a ghost wandering in the night, a blow coming straight at her.

The "Jade Freedom" silver staff swept across like a sudden gust of wind, its energy spreading in a spiral shape. It was the Freedom Without Form from the Freedom Technique, a whirlwind that swept away the clouds!
Eight gusts of wind suddenly turned into twelve, the attack intensified, aiming to kill the enemy in one blow!
"Swish, swish, swish~!"

Zhou Yi did not flee, but turned around and drew his sword in response, as his sword flashed brightly all around.

Chen Changgong, Song Yinzi, and Shi Feixuan unleashed sword energy from three directions, and the four of them joined forces to break the Xiaoyao Twelve Qi Arrows.

Four swords struck simultaneously, aimed at the benevolent mother!
The Jade Sword is crystal clear and crafted from rare jade. It can withstand swords and blades, and can also deflect force with gentleness.

Four sword lights flew in, but the benevolent mother remained calm and composed.

Her movements were unpredictable; she observed the four swords, her hands moved with her body, and she used the Jade Free Movement technique to make a series of feints. Each move contained the essence of Persian martial arts, which combined strength and gentleness, and reality and illusion.

And with each strike, she employs her unique technique of "dismantling the opponent's energy."

This Qi-dismantling technique is extremely evil. Even the flawless Evil King cannot use the Undying Seal Technique to move it. It has both illusion and reality, and cannot be borrowed. It can only be forcibly resolved by relying on the true essence within the body.

Of the four people present, three possessed profound Taoist skills, and one cultivated the Sword Manual.

Each possesses subtle innate true energy; otherwise, it would have been destroyed by the benevolent mother's energy-dismantling attack long ago.

The five men surrounded the Ren family mansion with their powerful energy, which nearly destroyed it.

At that moment, the sixth person rushed up!
The wooden Taoist rose from the ground, his nine-toothed rake carrying a chilling force, aiming for the good mother's forehead.

Ji Xun and Ji Shou also jumped up, activating the Great Cave Sword Technique to surround and kill the Good Mother.

Seeing that there were more and more experts, the kind mother dared not fight anymore. She suddenly gathered her true energy and spread it in front of her to block the four swords and dodge the rake.

With a leap, her apricot-gold skirt, trailing behind two red and yellow ribbons, floated gracefully in the air.

Her hair, adorned with a jeweled bun, trembled slightly as she ascended to the rooftop of another building.

She was voluptuous and alluring, with a face as round as the full moon. Now, facing a group of experts and seeing many of her subordinates dead or wounded, this middle-aged woman smiled with a seductive air.

"Shafang is truly honored to be besieged by experts from two major Taoist traditions in China."

"Unfortunately, you are still far from being able to kill me."

Zhou Yi stared at her coldly:

"Don't try to glorify yourself. As one of the top experts of the Great Ming Sect, hiding on the sidelines and ignoring the lives of your subordinates just to launch a sneak attack, and then failing to succeed, is utterly shameful."

"besides."

"This is not a place you can just leave whenever you want."

"You've got guts, then let's fight again."

Just as Sha Fang was about to speak, she suddenly saw Zhou Yi finish speaking and charge forward with his sword.

She didn't believe the other party had such audacity.

As he was about to raise the silver cudgel, his mind raced, and he cautiously retreated.

At that moment, a strong gust of wind blew from the side, and a white shadow flashed in front of her, its speed on both sides no less than hers.

For the first time, Shafang felt a sense of crisis and stomped her feet, retreating continuously.

Zhou Yi unleashed a burst of fiery sword energy, which Sha Fang dodged, her escape abruptly halted.

"Good, good, good!"

The old monk's chanting echoed through the night sky: "Where does the benevolent mother wish to go?"

"It is better to convert to Buddhism than to follow evil teachings."

The Master of Wisdom possessed immense power, and his voice carried the might of a Buddhist lion's roar, growing stronger with each word until the final word "Buddha" resonated directly in Sha Fang's ears.

"Please wait, gentlemen. I will take my leave."

Sha Fang's figure flashed, and few in both the Taoist and Buddhist schools could keep up with her explosive speed.

But
She had just been affected by Zhou Yi's sword energy. Now, Master Zhihui and Zhou Yi were closing in together. Both sides were locked on the Good Mother. Without exchanging blows, there was no way she could escape.

Seeing this, Sha Fang's inner energy surged, accelerating once more, and the sound of wind breaking became even louder!
The wise master charged forward, his feet stomping so hard that the houses trembled.

Zhou Yi pushed his "Soaring Cloud Divine Travel" technique to its limit, unleashing a powerful burst of energy from his Water and Fire Acupoints.

A white figure flashed like lightning under the moonlight, creating a spinning motion in the air, giving the impression of flying through the sky. With just this one step, the distance between them instantly closed.

Not only were the experts astonished, but even the wise master almost lost his composure.

Of the three masters, he possessed the greatest skill, but his lightness skill was slightly inferior.

Zhou Yi has the least skill level, but his lightness skill is the fastest.

Shafang stared at Zhou Yi. Having spent her life in the northern desert, a name suddenly came to mind.

Commander Yun?

“Good Mother, your Great Ming Zun Sect owes me many debts. Please stay and settle the accounts.”

Shafang's face remained calm, but a fire of anger burned within her.

She glanced at Master Zhihui, unwilling to stop. If the old monk held her back, the experts from Nanyang would surround and kill her, and today might be a death sentence. But after running for a few more breaths, a palm strike came from the side.

Zhou Yi struck out with his palm, but his figure faltered and he fell behind the two.

Shafang was forced to fall downwards.

The Master of Wisdom, who was initially slower, pounced in an instant; he had been gathering his strength for a long time.

Without hesitation, he pressed his palm down on Shafang.

The old monk's beard and eyebrows fluttered, his robe rustled in the wind, and his whole being exuded a Zen-like aura, like an angry Buddha, with a surge of true energy emanating from him.

The Buddha's palm strikes with boundless compassion!

Shafang's expression changed slightly, and she fled into the dilapidated house in front of her.

The next moment, the house was blown apart by a powerful force. The thatched hut and wooden shed were all destroyed, and the two earthen walls collapsed with the force, with dust billowing everywhere!
Zhou Yi saw a plump trail emerging from the smoke and dust.

Without looking back, Shafang ran towards the outskirts of Nanyang City.

The power of this palm strike was extraordinary. After striking, Master Zhihui stood still and adjusted his breathing slightly.

Since the wise master didn't pursue her, Zhou Yi naturally didn't have the guts to pursue Sha Fang on his own.

"Good, good, she must be injured after taking my palm strike."

"The master's skill is superb, truly admirable."

The senior monk did a great job, and Zhou Yi sincerely praised him.

The wise master shifted his gaze from Shafang and looked him up and down.

Zhou Yi remained calm, but was also wary, lest this monk be unethical.

His palm strike was too powerful; I wouldn't dare risk my life.

Just then, footsteps sounded.

Zhou Yi glanced at her and subtly took a few steps closer to Shi Feixuan.

When the benevolent mother made her move, she came to her aid immediately, which shows that although the saintess has some ulterior motives, she is not a bad person.

Shi Feixuan greeted Master Zhihui, then looked at Zhou Yi with a hint of concern.

"Brother Dao, are you injured?"

Zhou Yi was in a good mood, saying, "With a wise master by my side, how could I possibly get hurt?"

The old monk shook his head: "The abbot's lightness skill is unparalleled in the world. It would be extremely difficult for the benevolent mother to harm the abbot."

“These are trivial tricks, not worth mentioning.”

Zhou Yi looked at the old monk: "Now that Sha Fang is injured, we should take this opportunity to make a move against the Xinye Demon Sect as soon as possible. Then we will have no more scruples when we attack the Coffin Palace."

The wise master naturally had no objections.

Whether dealing with the Great Ming Sect or the Demonic Sect, it will benefit Buddhism.

Especially the demonic sect, the Buddhist and demonic paths have been fighting for too long and are mortal enemies.

“The Demonic Sect has been deeply rooted for a long time and is incomparable to the Great Ming Sect,” Master Zhihui reminded, “The Yin Queen is more difficult to deal with than the Good Mother.”

"Master, please rest assured, I have made arrangements."

"but."

"If we are to take action against the Demonic Sect, the master needs to be on the front lines from the very beginning. We must drive them back from Nanyang as quickly as possible to avoid delaying and attracting the troops from Xiangyang. Otherwise, the Coffin Palace will gain an advantage."

The wise master cautiously replied, "If I were to fight the Queen of the Underworld, I would not be able to concentrate, and I have no confidence in defeating her."

"It is enough that the master can hold off the Empress."

Seeing the old monk nod, Zhou Yi felt much more at ease.

With so many experts in Nanyang City now, it's not that we're afraid of Empress Yin alone.

However, when such a skilled fighter is free, it is easy for him to cause serious injury.

With Taoist friends coming to help, Zhou Yi also had to consider their safety.

After listening to their discussion, Shi Feixuan asked, "When do you plan to make your move, fellow Daoist?"

"Take some time to rest, at most two days."

"..."

The sounds of fighting and shouting at the Ren family mansion could no longer be heard.

The last few cult members left a deep impression on everyone; they were fearless of death and none of them surrendered.

Unable to resist, they each took poison and recited the scriptures taught by the Good Mother.

He left behind a cold laugh and threatening words, then gladly accepted his death.

Unfortunately, this tactic won't scare anyone here.

The old Taoist priests felt sorry for them and recited a few lines of the Sutra of Exorcism to help them pass on to the afterlife.

Four monks from Tiantai Temple stood guard at the entrance, watching the corpses being carried out one by one. They sat on either side of the threshold of the Ren family mansion, chanting sutras with their eyes closed while striking a wooden fish.

Everyone has their own professional approach to dealing with the dead.

The threats and curses from cultists are destined to be useless.

Zhou Yi had a strange thought when he saw this scene.

If he were to intervene, he could send these people to Zhou Laotan's coffin.

The Great Ming Venerable Sect's trip to Nanyang was truly worthwhile.

The Nanyang gang members were cleaning up the aftermath when Meng Degong and Su Yun came out of the mansion to meet Yang Zhen and Lü Zhong. When Zhou Yi arrived, Fan Naitang, who was surrounded by men, also stepped forward to report the news.

"None of the experts who broke out of the mansion escaped."

"Everyone inside is dead too!"

"it is good!"

"..."

I've been holding this in for so long, and now I feel incredibly relieved.

Although a large number of troops were mobilized within the city, stopping so many scattered experts was still a remarkable achievement.

The kind mother was injured.

The Great Ming Sect suffered heavy losses in Nanyang City again, and no longer has the ability to cause trouble.

Moreover, this is a joint action by both Taoism and Buddhism.

No matter how angry the Great Ming Sect is, as long as they are in the Central Plains, they have to suppress their anger.

Zhou Yi first returned to the Nanyang gang and asked Yang Zhen to bring him writing materials.

Tonight I finally saw what the good mother looked like, so I drew her on paper.

He drew faster and faster, completing three or four drawings in a row.

"Are they going to post her name everywhere?"

"good."

Zhou Yi finished the last stroke, put down the brush, and gently blew on it:
"Find a few painters, and have them draw this picture of her, then describe her physical characteristics clearly. Stamp it with the official seal of the Sui Dynasty, list her as a notorious bandit in the northern frontier, and post a reward notice everywhere."

Governor Yang smiled and agreed to the matter.

This might not be very useful, but it can certainly ruin Shafang's reputation and disgust her.

The stronghold of the Great Ming Sect has been overthrown, but the city is still not at peace.

There are still many follow-ups to be made after this incident.

Zhou Yi didn't need to worry. After chatting with Song Yinzi, Chen Changgong, and others, he returned to the small courtyard on the east side of the Nanyang Gang with a portrait of the benevolent mother.

Over there, three people—one adult and two children—were waiting for him.

Seeing that Zhou Yi had returned safely, the two children went to sleep peacefully.

"Is Mother Shan here?"

"seen."

Have you fought her?

Zhou Yi handed her the portrait of the kind mother:
"She launched a sneak attack, but I noticed it and failed. After that, I exchanged a few blows with her. Xiaoyao Chai is indeed powerful, and her skill is also higher than mine. I can't beat her for the time being. However, if I want to leave, she can't stop me."

Aryuina frowned as she looked at the person in the portrait.

"Then?"

Zhou Yi then told her what happened next.

The girl's eyes brightened slightly:

“Mother Shan is a very wary person. Now that she has suffered a loss, she will not take any more risks in the short term. If the Great Venerable is not here, she probably will not interfere in the affairs of Nanyang.”

"The Northern Horse Gang is in Dongdu. Once Mother Shan goes to find the Great Venerable, my affairs here will be almost settled if everything goes smoothly."

Zhou Yi said gently, "You can rest assured for a while now."

Aruina nodded and then asked, "When will you take action against the demonic sect in Xinye?"

"Just these two days."

"I'll go help you."

Zhou Yi saw the determination in her eyes: "Change your sword and your clothes."

After thinking for a moment, he added, "Actually, I don't need any extra manpower this time."

His last sentence was clearly a waste of time.

Aryuina seemed not to hear, and continued looking at the portrait.

Zhou Yi took the portrait and crumpled it into a ball: "Sara is nothing special."

Looking at the rounded paper ball, the girl smiled slightly.

Zhou Yi told her to rest early, but then remembered something else and hurried off to find Old Chen.

Many members of the Giant Kun Gang have been reassigned, and Chen Laomou hasn't slept either.

Inside the fan shop, the two brewed tea to refresh themselves.

"Rest assured, Celestial Master, I will ensure that everything you have instructed me to do is carried out without fail."

Old Chen then said:

"This time, we must make a big fuss in Nanyang to show our stance, otherwise the Coffin Palace might not believe us."

"Only by actually sending troops can we let them know that we can attack Champion City at any time."

"With the loss of Champion City, the Coffin Palace will be unable to withstand the four holy monks of the martial arts holy land. Those people from the Evil Extreme Sect have already been attacked once, and they must remember it well."

Zhou Yi nodded: "I hope this is the last time I use this method."

Old Chen poured him another cup of tea and urged him:
"Master, there is no need to be demanding. Under your planning, the Nanyang incident has reached the ideal situation, which not only balances the situation but also establishes your authority."

"certainly."

Old Chen smiled and said, "If the Celestial Master can get the support of the Holy Maiden, that would be even better."

Zhou Yi didn't respond immediately, his mind drifting back to the scene of Shi Feixuan's first visit to Nanyang.

At that time, he had discussed matters concerning the stability of the world with Yang Dalong in a veiled manner, and it seemed that Cihang Jingzhai still had some secrets.

If the two holy lands were to bring out the He Shi Bi again...

What choice will you make this time?

Seeing him deep in thought, Chen Laomou assumed he was trying to win the favor of the Holy Maiden.

The Taoist priest, being a professional in such matters, was very considerate, quietly standing by without disturbing anyone.
Kuojie died in Nanyang the next day.

Champion City, Coffin Palace.

The main hall's main door was severely damaged; the left half of the door was completely gone, and only half of the right half remained. Craftsmen were dismantling the door in preparation for replacing it with a new one.

Inside Garuda's palace, there are countless similar traces.

Inside the main hall, the four top experts of the Evil Extreme Sect were discussing a challenge letter.

At the hour of Shen (3-5 PM), someone rushed into the coffin chamber.

"Sect Leaders, His Majesty has received the latest news from Nanyang City."

"read."

"Yes!"

The messenger stood at the entrance of the coffin palace and loudly proclaimed:

"Last night at Hai hour, many masters from both the Buddhist and Taoist sects surrounded and attacked the Nanyang headquarters of the Great Ming Sect. Apart from the Good Mother, no one survived."

After listening to this, You Niaojuan waved his hand towards the outside.

"Junior brother, what are you going to do?"

Jin Huanzhen and Emperor Ding also looked at Zhou Laotan, waiting for him to make a decision.

"So, senior brothers and sisters, what do you think this challenge letter really means?"

You Niaojuan sneered: "Those old bald monks have brought the Taoist sects here again. They are powerful and are naturally forcing us."

Emperor Ding picked up the challenge letter: "Will Nanyang City really fight us head-on without regard for the cost? This doesn't seem like their style."

Jin Huanzhen glanced at the three of them:
“If we lose Champion City, we’ll probably have to flee to the far north. We can’t handle those four monks right now.”

Old Zhou nodded with a sigh, then suddenly pointed to the challenge letter:
"Nanyang City seems to be declaring war, but I don't think they want to fight. However, they are forced into a corner."

"Oh? Why do you see it?"

You Niaojuan picked up the challenge letter and looked at it again, but he couldn't figure it out.

Old Zhou sighed with a hint of doubt: "If it's just a declaration of war, why mention that monk Bu Tan so much? Yet this declaration of war mentions him three times."

"Just as I thought." You Niaojuan looked at the challenge letter again.

Emperor Ding said, "Jingnian Temple is ashamed of this and wants to take Monk Butan back. Is Nanyang City going to help them seize this person?"

Jin Huan didn't say anything, but just looked at Old Zhou and sighed.

"I have studied the monk Bu Tan and the demons together quite thoroughly over this period of time. Compared to Champion City, although he has strength, he is insignificant."

Old Zhou sighed and smiled confidently: "Besides, even if the Buddhists take him back, they can't save him except by killing him."

"Junior brother, do you mean we should return the monk Bu Tan?"

"Then we'll have to see what they do."

"And also, that old monster from the Taoist sect who pretends to be young."

As Old Zhou spoke, he stared at the enormous vermilion coffin in the center of the coffin palace: "Hmph."

"This time, I'm going to test my skills against him again."

"Let's see if his Taoist mystical arts are more powerful, or if my true demonic power is more formidable!"

Old Zhou then explained his plan, and everyone nodded in agreement.

The next morning.

A dignified monk in a black robe emerged from Champion City.

Accompanied by the experts from the Coffin Palace, they headed south and entered the nearest city.

That is Shunyang City on the north bank of the Chaoshui River.

Shunyang City is located between Nanyang and Guanjun, and there is a large temple with flourishing incense offerings called Longxing Temple.

However, since the last attack on the Coffin Palace by the Holy Land, the Buddhist disciples here, fearing being implicated, abandoned the temple and fled.

The monk Bu Tan arrived in Shunyang and occupied Longxing Temple as his place of practice.

He does not endorse Buddhism.

On the contrary, under Lao Tan's guidance, he promoted views such as "Buddha is originally a demon", "demon is a great Buddha", and "become a demon on the spot".

They also captured some monks and nuns who were staying in Shunyang and made them listen to their lectures.

Then they released the person.

Soon, this bizarre news spread.

While Zhou Laotan was carrying out his operation, Zhou Yi also launched his operation against the Xinye Demon Sect.
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(End of this chapter)