Sword from the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 191: A Showdown to Slay the Primordial Spirit!

Beside Dugu Feng, Wang Shichong saw Wang Shichong's head fly off, but instead of being afraid, he was delighted.

He had been living in fear and his emotions were in turmoil, but now he was extremely grateful and saw a glimmer of hope for a new life.

Several gasps of surprise rang out from all around.

Most people's eyes followed Wang Shichong's head.

This man, who controlled the military and held absolute power in Luoyang, was no different from an ordinary person; even if his head was severed, he would still die.

Generals such as Song Mengqiu, Lang Feng, Zhang Zhenzhou, and Yang Gongqing had more ambitions than ordinary soldiers.

Wang Shichong played his tricks brilliantly, but he chose the wrong opponent.

He literally ruined himself.

At this point, the truth or falsehood was irrelevant. Song Mengqiu looked at the city gate tower; the battle at Ziwei Palace was no longer possible.

His gaze swept over Emperor Tai, then quickly shifted to the living 'Wang Shichong' and Dugu Feng beside him.

In an instant, I had a clear understanding of the situation in Dongdu.

Song Mengqiu was about to give the order.

Suddenly, two urgent shouts came from beside my ears.

"Set up battle formation and quickly assist the Celestial Master in destroying the evil cult in the northern desert!"

Yang Gongqing and Zhang Zhenzhou spoke in unison, drew their swords and spears, and charged toward the center of the chaos.

Song Mengqiu was a beat slow, and hurriedly ordered, "Surround it! Surround it!"

"Swish, swish, swish~!"

A strong gust of wind swept overhead as You Chuhong and Qiu Qianbo rushed toward Zhou Yi.

Wang Shichong's elite personal guards were almost entirely under the control of the Great Sage Mother. Even though the main army rebelled, these elite guards and their deployment within the army still created considerable chaos.

Using the bewitching methods of the benevolent mother, once people fall under her spell, they become fearless and reckless.

Zhou Yi felt a surge of satisfaction after beheading Wang Shichong.

Because of the fierce battle at Rong Mansion, his true energy was depleted and his condition was not at its peak, but he was surrounded by his own people, so he didn't need to worry too much.

Several generals shouted orders, and the soldiers who had reacted immediately stopped the five experts who were about to break out of the formation.

Zhou Yi took a deep breath and used his full lightness skill to chase after the Great Venerable Mother.

Aside from the Great Venerable himself, the other four had fought him more than once. Having some understanding of each other, the ones who panicked were the Faceless Man, Zhu Faming, and their group.

Back then at the Duke of Zheng's mansion, Zhou Yi was one of the targets of the attack.

The balance of power has shifted at this moment!

Their martial arts skills were extremely high, but their lightness skills were not particularly outstanding. How could they dare to get caught in a chaotic formation controlled by a top master?

Their faces were tense as they ran at full speed.

Once they get Zhou Yi out of this encirclement, no matter how high his lightness skill is, the five of them will be no match for him.

"Don't run away, everyone. Stay here and make the best of a good time."

Zhou Yi's voice carried a spiritual illusion, and the five dared not be distracted. They combined their strength, making the strong wind in front of them like an unstoppable steel drill, rushing across and breaking out of the military formation from the east of the Heavenly Street.

"Snap!"

More than a dozen spears broke and shattered, and a large section of Lang Feng's personal guard was blown away.

Arrows were fired from all around, buzzing around them.

However, neither the Great Venerable nor the others showed any hesitation or attempt to dodge the arrows.

The sound of arrows colliding with metal filled the air. Hundreds of arrows, densely packed, passed through the five people and came to a stop around the Great Venerable.

This is the Wisdom Sutra that governs all the roots of all dharmas.

The Great One, through the technique of transforming the ethereal into the real, became even more unfathomable, instantly turning the air into an impenetrable wall of copper and iron.

"go!"

But he had no desire to linger in the fight. He walked through the cherry trees planted along the roadside and climbed onto the roof of a wine shop.

The sound of wind breaking suddenly came from behind.

The men's faces darkened, and they all cursed inwardly, thinking how troublesome this fellow's lightness skill was.

The Great Venerable, the Faceless Man, and Zhu Faming simultaneously unleashed their true power backward.

Several nearby cherry trees instantly turned into bare trunks, their leaves falling in a flurry, creating a spectacle of thousands of petals flying and sweeping towards Zhou Yi.

"Hey~!"

A resounding sword cry pierced through the myriad leaves in the stream. With a twist of his longsword, he used the Wind God's Shadowless Technique to ride the wind and control the leaves. Then, he injected his fiery energy, instantly turning the flying leaves crimson and creating a whirlwind of fire.

As he slashed at the five men with his sword, flying fire cherry leaves burst forth from the flames, transforming into streaks of crimson. The onlookers were all astonished, feeling as if the bleak autumn had become fiery.

It was now impossible for the five of them to deal with the arrows using the same methods they used to block ordinary arrows.

Shanmu Yu Xiaoyao pointed backward, and together with Xinnaya's sword energy, shattered a wall. The Faceless Man and Zhu Faming's true energy struck the shattered sand and dust, instantly clashing with the flying fire.

The four of them combined were no match for Zhou Yi.

The Great Venerable clasped his hands together, harnessing the Wisdom Sutra, and channeled all the power that had been gathered in the air—the power to transform the illusory into the real—into the sandstorm that Zhou Yi had dispersed.

Unlike air, dust is visible to the naked eye.

The moment the Great Venerable's essence, born from the Wisdom Sutra, attached itself to the wall, it immediately transformed from an air wall into an earthen array wall harder than gold and iron.

It instantly absorbed all of Zhou Yiyi's scattered sword energy.

"Master, don't push your luck."

Xu Kaishan's ever-present smile finally faded.

They have already lost this battle in Dongdu.

After the enemy killed Wang Shichong, they still refused to stop. How could the Great Lord not have a temper?
You want me to quit while I'm ahead?

The kind mother plucked the jade pendant again and said coldly, "Shouldn't this be done?"

"Fine, leave your head behind."

Zhou Yi stared at the Good Mother, his spiritual skeleton reappearing. The somewhat familiar spiritual storm caused the three members of the Great Ming Sect to change their expressions.

This is no longer Sabulagam, but the Wisdom Sutra, the Root of All Dharmas!

"Bang~!"

A loud bang rang out from the east side of the Ziwei Palace, and all of Wang Shichong's generals stared wide-eyed.

A massive fiery sword aura, accompanied by a mental storm, slashed down, shattering the Great Venerable's earthen wall.

Zhu Faming used the Ten Abodes Mahayana Practice to cut through the sword's energy and its substantial spirit.

No-Face, Good Mother, and Sinaya attacked together.

"Boom~~!"

Another loud bang followed, this time the force of which caused the walls to collapse and the pillars to fall. Even Zhou Yi's blood and qi surged under the combined force of the five people.

They know their own bottom line.

Given the current situation, it is simply impossible to keep all of these people here.

However, both Zhou Yi and the Great Venerable Mother saw the old lady and Qiu Qianbo coming through the wind.

Surprisingly, the Great Venerable did not retreat immediately.

He crossed his fingers in front of his chest, instantly emanating a terrifying spiritual power.

It differs from the essential spirit of the Heavenly Sovereign's response.

The Great Venerable's spirit possesses a stronger adhesion, which is also the premise for air to become an impenetrable wall. At this moment, he no longer focuses on adhesion, but extends his spiritual senses to touch the tiles, wood fragments, and mud debris that were shattered by the combined force just now.

He let out a cold shout, and his true energy merged with his physical spirit.

Pull those spiritual attachments sharply.

It instantly transformed into a strange form.

The spiritual methods displayed by this cult leader were equally inconceivable. Under the influence of the illusion and reality method, the fragments gathered into a monster resembling a giant snake with three heads, standing three or four zhang tall.

Like Zhou Yi's true spirit, it exudes a terrifying mental storm.

Xu Kaishan's imposing figure gives him an even more majestic and towering presence.

He lashed out with his claw, and a mental storm suddenly descended.

A three-headed serpent, built of substantial spiritual power, surged forth to bite.

At that moment, Zhou Yi understood.

Xu Kaishan wanted to compete with him in terms of primordial spirit power. He glanced at the wine shop below and used the spatial pulling power of the Heavenly Demon Great Art to instantly grab the wine from the two large earthenware jars.

The longsword in his hand was extended by the wine, clinging to it like a great deity.

The only difference is that the aroma of alcohol is amplified.

Instantly, flames erupted.

It's like holding a giant sword that's burning with raging flames!
Compared to the martial arts masters who were witnessing this dangerous spiritual duel, the soldiers in the imperial city were completely dumbfounded.

Under the mental shock, even the sky seemed to darken.

They seemed to be hallucinating, seeing the Celestial Master condense into a fiery giant, wielding a giant flaming sword, while the Cult Leader controlled a three-headed serpent with bared fangs and claws.

"Bah—!"

When the greatsword collided with the snake's head, a powerfully penetrating sound resonated in everyone's chests, nasal cavities, and heads.

My mental state was affected, and the light in front of me dimmed slightly.

The flaming greatsword shone even brighter, illuminating a severed head.

The enormous snake head fell off, and after separating from the Great Venerable's true energy and spirit, it immediately turned into sand and broken tiles, accompanied by burning wood chips.

It sounded like a hissing cry.

Another snake head bit the giant sword, while a third snake head bit the Celestial Master himself.

But the next moment, the Celestial Master pulled the giant sword from the snake's mouth and slashed out again.

The snake's head, which was biting at him, was also severed by a single sword strike.

As the third snake head raised its head and roared in fury, the wind howled fiercely, and the third strike followed closely behind!

The flaming greatsword pierced through the snake's neck, the roar turned into a mournful cry, and the huge snake's body crumbled and disintegrated inch by inch.

The Great Tiger's body trembled, and his imposing figure slightly shrank.

Zhou Yi's sword could not be maintained either. The flames dissipated, and the violent wind, carrying the rising smell of wine, filled the Ziwei Imperial City and was swept across the Heavenly Street by the autumn wind.

The intoxicating fragrance lingered around the Tianjin Bridge and the banks of the Luo River.

Many residents of the Eastern Capital smelled the aroma of the wine, especially the seasoned drinkers, who were completely captivated and found the intoxicating fragrance unforgettable.

At the foot of Yingtian Gate, many soldiers and generals cried out in surprise.

What they just witnessed was like an illusion to them. It was hard to believe that a peak martial arts expert could display such power. But with so many people seeing it together, how could it be fake?
The Great One has actually been defeated!
Shafang was extremely surprised; this was not a failure of skill, but a failure of mental magic.

This is the signature skill of the Great Ming Venerable Sect, and the Great Venerable is an extremely compatible practitioner of the Wisdom Sutra that governs all the roots of all laws.

How could he lose!

The benevolent mother gazed at the white-robed youth. Although the flaming greatsword had disappeared, her pupils seemed to still be filled with the light and shadow of the flaming sword slashing down.

Only at this moment did the kind mother truly panic.

The great being before us has moved again!
Xu Kaishan channeled his inner energy again, then turned and left.

Just as Zhou Yi was about to give chase, he suddenly sensed a hidden threat from the side. A dark figure darted around quickly not far from the Grandmaster, clearly covering for him.

It was him, the Shadow Assassin.

Zhou Yi slowed down his first step, and his desire to pursue the goal diminished significantly.

The army in front of the imperial city charged forward under the command of Dugu Feng, Yang Gongqing and others. Qiu Qianbo chased after the faceless man. As long as he could hold him off, the faceless man would surely die.

Qiu Qianbo unleashed his demonic power, and his hands clapping apart instantly created hundreds of afterimages. His palms spun and moved in front of his chest, unleashing a continuous stream of energy. The faceless man either took the palm strikes directly or tried to counter them, only to fall into his endless array of moves.

He integrated various martial arts styles, making his moves and techniques inexhaustible.

It can be described as a huge trap.

Zhu Faming and Xinnaya, who were standing nearby, followed the Great Venerable away and did not pay him any attention.

Just then, from the other direction of the Shadow Assassin, a tall, slender, and imposing figure in a black cloak suddenly appeared, wielding a spear and thrusting it towards the back of the Faceless Man.

The force of that spear strike was not simply either fierce or gentle, but rather possessed multiple characteristics such as penetration, tearing, and rotation, exhibiting endless variations, which perfectly met Qiu Qianbo's palm strike.

With a "whoosh" sound!
The spear's force tore through the palm technique's true energy, and the cold, sinister power attempted to penetrate the body, forming a bone-deep ulcer and damaging the meridians.

Qiu Qianbo had no choice but to stop defending.

After a brief exchange, he recognized the spear technique: "The Hundred Transformations Diamond Spear!"

As he spoke, Zhou Yi's eyes met those of the man in the black cloak. He saw the man's sharp, knife-like gaze peering through his narrowed eyes. The man exuded not only domineering aura but also a sinister air.

It was none other than Zhao Deyan, the Turkic national advisor and the Demon General.

"Celestial Master, please wait, do not see me off."

The Demon General smiled sinisterly, left his message, flicked his cloak, and rode away in a gust of wind.

If it weren't for the tens of thousands of troops behind them, these seven masters wouldn't have fled; they would have turned around and killed them.

Zhao Deyan helped the faceless man by combining his skills with his own.

Zhou Yi could conclude that this guy was also a member of the Demonic Image Sect.

The benevolent mother carved a voluptuous path through the smoke and dust, intending to escape as usual.

However.
An elderly man with white hair broke through the trajectory, and the emerald green staff shadow, carrying a sudden burst of powerful force, directly suppressed all the dust within several feet.

The cloak and staff technique erupted the instant the true force was released, striking the path of the good mother's escape.

You Chuhong stared at her for a long time. Among this group of people, she was the one who spoke the most unpleasantly to her grandson-in-law.

At this moment, with her full-force attack, how could Shafang possibly ignore the power she had accumulated over nearly a century?

Yu Xiaoyao twirled in her hand, and at the critical moment of life and death, he used the Twenty-Eight Styles of Xiaoyao Dismantling to transform his Qi into eighteen Qi arrows, unleashing the absolute killing move Wind Shadow Wheel Moon without reservation.

However, the old lady was wary of the good mother's things, so she had to use special methods to dismantle them.

The so-called "free and easy dismantling technique" makes no difference to any number of energy arrows under her cloak and staff technique.

After using her move, the kind mother tried to escape.

Wherever You Chuhong's staff passed, all eighteen energy arrows were annihilated. Like the Evil King, she could not neutralize the disintegrating energy, but she could use her internal energy to offset it. In the battle of internal energy, You Chuhong was superior to the Good Mother.

Moreover, her goal was very clear: to achieve victory in one move.

Therefore, even after dispersing the qi into her body, he did not stop, but continued to raise his staff without pause, following her every step, leaving the benevolent mother nowhere to escape.

A few breaths later, the chilling sword energy turned from the direction of the Great Venerable and came to this place.

Yu Chuhong withdrew the cane, but the kind mother was not happy but worried, and even felt a chill down her spine.

A deadly threat is approaching!

What came into view was a white shadow that flashed by like lightning.

As soon as the benevolent mother broke free from the old lady's oppressive cloak and staff techniques, in the blink of an eye, the emerald staff shadow transformed into streaks of sword energy.

She pushed the town's sacred texts to their limits, using her powerful will to discard any extraneous thoughts.

Holding the Jade Sword, he skillfully utilizes the weapon's unique characteristics to simplify complexity, demonstrating the exquisite techniques of "pointing, deflecting, guiding, and unloading" in the Jade Sword Disassembly.

As the sword energy struck, the Free and Easy Dismantling Technique spread out a highly resilient curtain of true energy water around her.

This move not only stagnates the opponent's sword strike, but also uses a gentle, continuous, and strangely rotating force to pull the opponent's energy.

As soon as Shanmu touched Zhou Yi's longsword, she immediately tried to deflect his force to the side, while glancing at his vital points on the chest, ready to strike him deadly at any moment.

In the critical moment, she put all her skills and abilities to good use.

However, that clever way of dismantling the air lost its effect when it came to Zhou Yi.

The earth-shattering change could indiscriminately shatter her essential spirit, which was integrated into the carefree world.

"Dang Dang Dang~!"

The sounds of the longsword clashing with Yu Xiaoyao grew increasingly rapid. The two figures moved nimbly and darted along the east side of the Heavenly Street. Shanmu's staff moved faster and faster, becoming dazzling to the eye.

Those around her were amazed by her speed, but the wounds on her body were increasing.

This was not her forte at all; she had completely fallen into Zhou Yi's rhythm.

The kind mother was injured, but she did not bleed.

She used her inner energy to seal her meridians, daring not to deplete her blood.

At this point, with blood depleted, one's spirit will inevitably be weak, making it absolutely impossible to block the sword strike.

A series of loud "bangs" rang out.

The blue stone and white walls around the two were all blasted with grooves by the force of the energy. Zhou Yi's eyes narrowed, and he blocked Yu Xiaoyao with his sword, piercing through Xiaoyao's dismantling technique.

On the Heavenly Street Imperial Road, the wind passed by without a trace, and the sword wind, invisible to most people, rapidly circled around the Good Mother.

Suddenly, as if they had planned it, they stopped abruptly.

Zhou Yi stopped attacking with his sword, and Shanmu also withdrew Yu Xiaoyao.

“Shafang, we have a grudge because you sent people to cause trouble in Nanyang. You have been dragging your feet and only now are you settling the score.”

Upon hearing this, the kind mother's face hardened:

"It's right to follow your teachings to Nanyang, but I never expected to find an oddball like you."

“Tell me, why do you know the Root Wisdom Sutra of our religion? The Great Master did not reveal the secret, how could you possibly comprehend it?”

Zhou Yi spoke in a relaxed tone:

"Isn't the Great One currently exploring the root of all phenomena? As we can see from today, he is still inferior to me, so why should I need him to impart secrets to me?"

Good Mother then asked, "Do you have the complete Wisdom Sutra?"

"Just a few words." Upon hearing this, the kind mother fell silent.

Zhou Yi asked the question that had been bothering him: "Answer me a question too. If you wanted to kill me, why weren't you at the Rong residence today?"

Shafang looked annoyed: "The Rong family's arrangements were enough to kill a martial arts grandmaster. Who knew you would emerge unscathed?"

"And we were scammed."

"Oh?"

Zhou Yi was hoping she would continue, but the kind mother seemed to be deliberately teasing him, remaining silent and revealing a sarcastic smile.

Sensing her presence, Zhou Yi turned away and stopped looking at her.

With a crisp "ding," the longsword was sheathed.

then
The mother's willpower could no longer suppress her emotions; she lost her composure and roared, "Ah—!"

Release your feelings of breakdown and frustration.

The next moment, the true energy in her body dissipated, and all the meridians that had been sealed by her were opened.

The blood could no longer be contained and gushed out from all parts of his body, with the blood from his neck shooting straight into the sky.

Only then did bystanders realize how serious her injuries were.

However, her vitality is truly astonishing.

If Zhou Yi hadn't dealt her that fatal blow, she could have recovered from even more serious injuries.

Zhou Yi glanced around and concluded that the internal conflicts in Dongdu had completely ceased.

Most people's attention was still focused on the kind mother.

The second-in-command of the Great Ming Sect, and one of the top masters in the martial arts world, her death was even more shocking than the beheading of Wang Shichong.

You Chuhong walked over and spoke before Zhou Yi could:

"Master, please rest for a moment. Let them take care of things here."

He was quite exhausted, and You Chuhong could tell that too.

Zhou Yi smiled and agreed. Just then, Yang Tong from the capital city also came to invite him, so he went with him into the Ziwei Palace.

Dugu Feng came to his mother's side, and You Chuhong gave him a long explanation.

After Zhou Yi entered the capital, Dugu Feng immediately sought out generals such as Song Mengqiu, Yang Gongqing, Lang Feng, and Zhang Zhenzhou.

After some negotiation, they were led into the palace along with Wang Shichong.

Hundreds of feet away, on the rooftop of the tallest restaurant on the west side of the main street, a white-robed man who had been watching the play for a long time returned to the restaurant.

The cautious second-best lightness skill master in the world felt uneasy at this moment.

Is the good mother mature or not?
Of course we're familiar with each other; we've even had drinks together before.

The good mother was relieved after clearing her accounts, but the Western Turks still had a lot of debts to settle.

How to do?
Yun Shuai stroked his chin thoughtfully.

This Celestial Master is truly eccentric. Putting aside his combat prowess, he was able to defeat the Great Venerable using his spiritual secrets.

There are two paths before us. The first is to persuade the Khan to prepare gold, silver, cattle, and sheep to pay off the debt every year.

The second step is to seek out the Martial Venerable.

Yun Shuai assessed in his mind whether the Martial Venerable could win if he unleashed the full power of the Blazing Sun Technique.
With the Martial Venerable's realm and skill, it shouldn't be difficult.

You can only kill him if this Taoist priest has lost his mind and is determined to fight to the death.

And this is only temporary; what will happen in the future?
Yun Shuai was truly worried.

If he offended someone else, he wouldn't be afraid at all, even if it was Tian Dao. If he couldn't beat him, he could always run away.

This person is different; now, once they're confronted, they can't escape.

Why not just give up being the Grand Preceptor of the Western Turks and retreat back to Persia?
Feeling frustrated, Yun Shuai was caught in a dilemma, so he drank quite a bit of wine at the restaurant.

Of course, Yun Shuai was not the only one who was disheveled in the autumn wind.

West of Yingtian Gate, Xue Wanche, Feng Li, and others who had followed Zhou Yi witnessed an extraordinary spectacle unlike anything they had ever seen before.

From the siege battle to the real and fake Wang Shichong, then came the brief but unforgettable duel between the Celestial Master and the Great Venerable.

As the Five Generals of Changlin, they gained Li Jiancheng's favor not through flattery.

He was always somewhat proud of his own martial arts skills.

The battle at Rong Mansion has changed their understanding of the world.

The scene of the flaming giant sword slaying the three-headed serpent outside the imperial city further shattered their martial arts values.

Feng Li scratched his head more than once, and his hair was now a mess, resembling an afro.

If Emperor Ding hadn't gone to chase after his rival, the Pushan Public Camp, seeing him like this, he probably would have given him a free trim.

The army in front of the Ziwei Palace calmed down, and after their life-or-death struggle with the Imperial Guards, they became one family again.

The two witnessed Emperor Tai personally welcoming the Celestial Master inside.

With Yang Tong's words on the city wall, there was no need to harbor any illusions about the Eastern Capital anymore.

The plan to connect the three magnificent cities of Chang'an, Dongdu, and Jiangdu was declared a failure ahead of schedule.

At this moment, everyone they can see will be their opponent.

"Madam Dugu's asthma should be cured."

Feng Li sighed and said, "We were completely unaware of this beforehand, which shows that the Dugu family has chosen to abandon their kinship ties with Guanzhong."

Xue Wanche, who was standing to the side, was unwilling to talk about this anymore and said somewhat absentmindedly:
"We are all martial arts practitioners, so why is there such a huge difference?"

"When I was in Guanzhong, I went with Yan Li to the Qinling Mountains to meet his father, Yan Pingzhao, the Demon Spear. He had traveled the world for decades and his spear technique was extremely powerful and versatile. I respected him greatly."

"But even the Demon Spear couldn't put this much pressure on me."

Xue Wanche pointed to the distant sky and gestured with his hand: "How were those flaming giant swords and the three-headed serpent formed?"

He looked at Yuchi Jingde.

Yuchi Jingde shook his head:

"I don't know, but their secret methods are very similar, both giving people a strong sense of mental pressure. However, Brother Xue, there's no need to be discouraged; there's really nothing surprising about it."

Feng Li was quite puzzled: "Why?"

Yuchi Jingde said, "I have witnessed immortal techniques that truly transcend martial arts."

Xue Wanche stared wide-eyed and demanded, "What kind of immortal technique?!"

Yuchi Jingde gestured towards his heart meridian:
“When my heart meridian was severed, I was doomed. But the Celestial Master reconnected my severed heart meridian. Not only did I not experience any aftereffects, but I also felt that my heart was more vigorous and my blood and energy were stronger than before. What else could this ability to bring the dead back to life be but a divine magic?”

Xue Wanche and Feng Li were stunned.

Empress Dowager Changsun asked the two phoenixes, "Shimin, is their duel close to the limits of martial arts?"

Li Shimin thought for a moment and said, "I don't think so."

"They already represent the highest level of combat power in the martial arts world, but there is still a lot of room for improvement, because the void has not yet shattered."

Li Shimin pondered for a moment and said, "If the void shatters, and I seize the opportunity to jump in, what will I see, and what will happen?"

"I don't know, you can ask the Celestial Master."

Empress Zhangsun shook her head.

Xue Wanche and Feng Li looked at the couple in surprise.

Is the second young master serious?

Why isn't his focus on the situation in Dongdu?

Is there still much room for improvement in breaking through the void?

Xue Wanche entered the city full of ambition, but now he was as dejected as a wilted eggplant.

Can we still win?

He's even considering giving up.

Feng Li, standing to the side, looked at Li Shimin and asked, "Second Young Master, what are your plans now?"

“We’re going back to Jingnian Temple to find my elder brother; I want to have a talk with him.”

Feng Li was surprised: "Aren't we going to wait and see the outcome of the struggle between Li Mi and Luoyang?"

Why does the Second Young Master seem to have lost his sense of the war? The Pushan Public Army has a lot of manpower entering the city; they will definitely take advantage of the chaos in the Eastern Capital to launch a large-scale invasion.

"No need to wait."

Li Shimin casually waved his hand:
"Wang Shichong's army and the Imperial Guards did not clash, and they merged into one force at an extremely fast pace. This was not part of Li Mi's plan at all, so he was doomed to lose."

"No one in Luoyang welcomes him in. If he forces an attack, he will surely suffer the consequences."

Li Shimin turned his head and headed south of the city with Empress Zhangsun.

Behind Yuchi Jingde, four other people were carrying a door panel.

Above are the two Holy Land representatives who were killed by Yang Xuyan.

As for the martial arts masters who were killed, a significant portion of them were collected by the Coffin Palace.
East of Luoyang City.

Yu Niaojuan gazed at the eastward-flowing Yi River and lost interest in continuing the pursuit.

He patted Emperor Ding on the shoulder and said in a sharp voice, "Junior brother, let's go. There's no hope for the He Shi Bi this time. Staying any longer might be dangerous."

Emperor Ding did not object.

He had a long-standing feud with Li Mi, and this time, taking advantage of the chaos, he killed many of the people who had besieged him, which made him very happy.

As they walked toward the coffin palace, Emperor Ding suddenly said:
"Since he has practiced the Dao Heart Demon Seed, why does he always have the air of a Daoist master?"

Yu Niaojuan said, "If nothing unexpected happens, he's probably like us."

"what?!"

Emperor Ding was rarely so surprised, and his zombie face was full of human-like colors: "What he said in the Evil Emperor Temple was actually true."

"Because I explored and cultivated on my own, I ended up cultivating the Dao Heart Demon Seed Technique into this strange state."

"But there are also parts that don't make sense."

Yu Niaojuan grinned: "What's so hard to explain?"

Emperor Ding frowned: "We have gathered a large number of people, but he is all alone, still caught up in the mundane world. How could he have mastered such skills?"

Old Zhou, carrying a large coffin, said, "They're just very talented."

Emperor Ding and You Niaojuan both looked at him.

Old Zhou spread his hands: "Am I wrong?"

"This achievement has little to do with what your master taught you. Your master at his age probably didn't have this level of skill either, so don't overthink it. It's purely due to your talent."

"Let's go back to the city and check on the relics."

Yu Niao'er let out a strange laugh, somewhat indignant:
"What you said is frustrating, but it actually makes a damn good point."

"It's more reassuring to think of him as an old demon."

……

Inside the Ziwei Palace, in the Daye Hall.

Zhou Yi first gave some instructions to Dugu Feng, and then met with Wang Shichong's former subordinates.

Actually, these matters could be left to Dugu Feng and Huangfu Wuyi to arrange.

However, Zhou Yi still planned to spend some time patiently talking to Song Mengqiu and the others.

The objective was clear: to reassure the generals.

After all, when moving from one side to the other, you have to see the person in question first, otherwise you won't feel at ease.

"Celestial Master~!"

Inside the Daye Hall, military commanders including Yang Qing, Song Mengqiu, Lang Feng, Tian Zan, Yang Gongqing, and Zhang Zhenzhou all paid their respects.

Yang Qing was the first to surrender and had even rendered meritorious service under the imperial city walls; he was now standing at the very front.

Zhou Yi gave a slight push, lifting them up with a burst of strength, and the generals finally stood up.

They glanced at Zhou Yi, then lowered their heads, avoiding eye contact.

It's not as simple as a difference in status.

Having witnessed the fierce battle just now, they knew they couldn't withstand even a single sword strike from anyone.

Especially that terrifying flaming giant sword, it truly inspires awe.

Zhou Yi glanced at them and smiled, "Generals, don't be nervous. As long as you abide by the law and start anew, I can forgive and forget what happened in the past."

"I am a man of my word, regardless of gratitude or grudge, so you can rest assured."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this and quickly bowed in thanks.

Yang Gongqing and Lang Feng looked up after hearing his relatively mild words, and glanced at Zhou Yi again.

This new boss seems reasonable and not difficult to talk to.

He's much better than Wang Shichong.

"There is still military intelligence in the city, so I will keep it brief. Li Mi's men could attack at any time, so we must deal with him first."

Upon hearing this, everyone raised their heads, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.

"Wang Shichong had already made arrangements for you?"

"Yes!"

The generals spoke in unison, and Yang Qing said loudly, "We have been keeping an eye on the men Li Mi sent into the city. His idea of ​​attacking Luoyang from the inside out is simply a pipe dream."

Yang Gongqing also said, "Celestial Master, we are absolutely certain that we can drive the Xingyang troops out of the city."

Wang Shichong had originally planned to turn the tables on Li Mi, and these core generals were naturally aware of the plans he had made against Li Mi.

Zhou Yi nodded: "Go and make the arrangements."

Then, he appointed Guo Wenyi and Lu Chu to lead men to accompany him.

Although these generals had no reason to betray him, it was still more reassuring to have someone keep an eye on them.

Actually, he was overthinking it.

As they walked out of the Daye Hall, Song Mengqiu and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Qing said, "Brother Zhang, Brother Yang, you will come with me to guard the East City."

“Okay!” Zhang Zhenzhou and Yang Gongqing agreed instantly.

Yang Qing was a confidant of Wang Shichong and knew that these two were the most capable warriors.

Song Mengqiu said:

"Then Brother Lang, Brother Tian, ​​and I will first clear out the city."

Lang Feng nodded and then discussed the timing of their move.

Even Lu Chu and Guo Wenyi, who were standing nearby, could sense that these people's mentality had changed dramatically and they were much more positive than before.

However, the situation has now changed dramatically.

Firstly, since the Celestial Master is lenient towards past transgressions and his words can be trusted, there is no need to worry about the future.

Secondly, it allowed them to escape a stagnant situation and gain a powerful backer.

The third time, the Eastern Capital was stable and there was no more internal strife.

The days of living in fear seem to be coming to an end.

After the group left, Zhou Yi assigned another task to Dugu Feng and Huangfu Wuyi.

He didn't worry much about the details of the battle.

Afterwards, following Yang Tong, they arrived at the place where he usually read books.

It's very quiet here.

Zhou Yi prepared to meditate and regulate his breathing to restore his vital energy.

Li Mi has a rather troublesome fellow on his side.

Taking the opportunity, Yang Tong asked, "Uncle, how did you kill that giant snake? The moment your sword touched it, its head was severed. Was it because your sword was very sharp?"

Zhou Yi smiled and pointed out: "The giant snake you see is just an extension of spiritual power. When true energy is refined enough, it becomes innate true energy. The same applies to refining the spirit in the aperture."

"Vital energy can attach itself to external objects, and so can the primordial spirit."

“His spiritual cultivation is inferior to mine, so he will naturally be killed by me.”

“If we trace it back to the source, when a martial artist’s Qi is generated and forms an aperture, he should make the Qi and spirit combine inside the aperture as early as possible, and then work from the inside out. This will make future cultivation easier.”

Yang Tong was taken aback. He also practiced martial arts, but he had never heard of the concept of internal harmony within the body.

This is different from what the martial arts masters say.

Yang Tong had no doubt that the man in front of him was a grandmaster of martial arts.

He quickly bowed and thanked him, saying, "Thank you for your guidance, Uncle."

Zhou Yi smiled, closed his eyes, and went to meditate.

As usual, the boy picked up the scriptures his grandfather had collected, feeling completely at ease.

When my grandfather was alive, he had almost no contact with such martial arts figures.

Yang Tong would occasionally glance at Zhou Yi; even a simple meditation posture could pique his curiosity.

Below the Yingtian Gate tower, the generals led their soldiers in another operation, and the Imperial Guards followed suit.

Sha Tiannan, the richest man in Luoyang, was directing his men to clear Tianjie Street. As he looked at the army formations that had merged into one place, he couldn't help but grin. "Daughter, you were absolutely right!"

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(End of this chapter)