Great Love for All Heavens Begins with Huang Yaoshi

Chapter 212: Aren't you afraid that your Buddhist heart will be hindered, and your cultivation will never make any progress?

After the battle at Liupo Mountain, the name of the Long Rainbow Sword Master of Qingyun Sect spread throughout the world, and all the major righteous sects realized that a monstrous genius had emerged in the righteous path.

After five years of cultivation, he became one of the world's top masters, probably not much weaker than the leaders of major sects.

The thought that this person, like the Qingye Zhenren who revitalized Qingyun, created many unique Taoist techniques and arts, and is now sixteen years old and renowned throughout the world, shows that his talent is even superior.

He felt that even if the Demonic Sect gradually recovered its strength and attempted to seize the Central Plains, as long as the Master of the Long Rainbow Sword was around, the Demonic Sect would never have a chance to rise again in the next seven or eight hundred years.

More than a month later.

Inside a secluded mansion in Heyang City.

Four people sat around a table: three men and one woman. They were a middle-aged scholar, an old man with a full head of white hair, a handsome man in his early thirties with eyebrows that reached his temples, and a woman with extremely beautiful features who did not wear any makeup.

They were none other than the leaders of the four major factions of the Demonic Sect, namely, the Ghost King of the Ghost King Sect, the Poison God of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, the Jade Yangzi of the Longevity Hall, and the Three Wonderful Fairies of the Joyful Union Sect.

"I'm sure you've all heard of the name of the Master of the Rainbow Sword," the Ghost King said with utmost solemnity.
"This is clearly a more troublesome existence than Qingye. Fortunately, we have only been cultivating for five years and our cultivation has not yet reached its full potential. Otherwise, we would have no choice but to cower outside the Central Plains and dare not set foot in the Central Plains again."

"Then, after another eight hundred years, when he dies of old age, we, his younger disciples, will dare to enter the Central Plains again."

"Ghost King, there's no need for further words. We've come to Heyang City to discuss the siege of Qingyun."

The Poison God sighed softly:
"While my old bones are still useful, for the sake of the ancestors and future disciples of my Holy Sect, we absolutely cannot allow Qingyun Sect to produce another Qingye."

Yu Yangzi nodded:
"Over the years, the Qingyun Sect has relied on the Zhuxian Sword to bully our Holy Sect in every way. If another monstrous talent emerges, we might even be worried that the Lord of the Changhong Sword will come knocking on our door one day, even if we stay in the desolate land."

"Now is the time when he is at his weakest, and it is also a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. We must take this chance to get rid of him."

The Three Wonders Fairy continued:
"Even if we can't get rid of him, we should at least severely injure him or suppress the major sects in the Central Plains to give our Holy Sect some breathing room."

The Ghost King said in a deep voice:
"Cangsong only harbors hatred towards Daoxuan and probably has no intention of dealing with Zhang Xiaofan. If we can eliminate the Qingyun Sect's leader this time, it will be a great gain."

“Zhang Xiaofan is not a disciple of the Tongtian Peak lineage. With such talent, he must be someone who is unwilling to be inferior to others. If he is not the next sect leader, the Qingyun Sect will likely split.”

The Poison God smiled slightly:
"Although Cangsong had no intention of dealing with Zhang Xiaofan, his hatred for Daoxuan made him disregard whether it would destroy the Qingyun Sect."

"Zhang Xiaofan suddenly invited Pu Hong, the abbot of Tianyin Temple, and Tianyin Temple readily accepted the invitation."

"Brother Ghost King is quite resourceful in this regard. He thought of having my Holy Sect experts pretend to be uninvited guests from Burning Incense Valley so that Cangsong could easily lead them into the Azure Cloud Sect."

Yu Yangzi smiled and said:

"At that time, if Cangsong plots against Daoxuan and many experts from our Holy Sect launch a sneak attack on Zhang Xiaofan, unless this Changhong Sword Master has three heads and six arms, even if he is not completely destroyed, he will definitely be seriously injured and on the verge of death."

"Finally, we will be there to clean up the mess and deal with Dao Xuan and Zhang Xiaofan together. This will wash away the shame of Qingyun's great defeat and the disgrace of the Holy Temple back then."

Qingyunmen.

Dazhu Peak, the back mountain.

A young man in a yellow shirt strolled leisurely through the bamboo forest, saying calmly:

"Should I say you're not afraid of death, or that you're incredibly bold to dare infiltrate the Qingyun Sect?"

A girl in a green dress suddenly darted out, smiling brightly, and said:
"I guess you spotted me a long time ago, and deliberately came here to lure me out."

"It's been a while, and you've certainly improved a lot since then," the young man in yellow said listlessly.
"Speak, what do you want with me?"

Biyao tilted her head slightly:

"I've missed you terribly since we last met. Can't I just have a chat with you?"

"Your father considers me his greatest rival, and sees me as the biggest obstacle on his path to realizing his grand ambitions," Zhuang Buran said leisurely.

"And you, as his daughter, are siding with outsiders. You are truly his good daughter."

“Whenever my father talks about you, he frowns and tells me to stay away from you. He also says that although you are young, you are cunning, ruthless and merciless, and a peerless villain who is many times more dangerous than him.”

Biyao raised her eyebrows slightly:
"However, as a rebellious enchantress in the eyes of the world, it's probably normal for me to be a bit disobedient and like to act willfully and recklessly."

"In my eyes, you are not qualified to call yourself a witch," said the boy in yellow.

"A so-called witch is someone who is perverse, extremely vicious, and has a deep mind. She can take people's lives while talking and laughing. No matter if there is a grudge or not, she can kill without any scruples."

Biyao sighed softly:
"You're not talking about a demoness, she's clearly a female demon."

"Is there a difference?" Zhuang Buran's eyes were deep and unfathomable.

"If you were truly such a vixen, I would think highly of you and believe that you would have a bright future."

Biyao was taken aback and said:
"The carefree laziness of Dripping Blood Cave, the ruthless decisiveness of Flowing Wave Mountain, and now this reckless behavior—which one is the real you?"

"Human nature is fickle, and there is no single facet. What you see is the real me."

The young man in yellow glanced sideways toward the direction of Qingyun Mountain's gate:

"Alright, I need to get down to business, so I won't chat with you anymore."

With a flick of his sleeve, Biyao was blown by a strong wind into the depths of the bamboo forest, landing outside a bamboo building in a peach grove.

Tongtian Peak, Yuqing Palace.

Not only was there the Qingyun Sect Master Daoxuan, but also the heads of various branches and their favored disciples, as well as a group of monks from Tianyin Temple, including Puhong, the abbot of Tianyin Temple and the head of the Four Great Monks, Pukong, another of the Four Great Monks, and younger generation disciples such as Faxiang and Fashan.

In addition, there were elders and many disciples who appeared to be from the Incense Valley.

Dao Xuan Zhenren looked puzzled and said solemnly:

"Zhang Xiaofan, what is the purpose of your special invitation to the Venerable Monk Puhong to Qingyun?"

The young man in the yellow robe looked up at a kind-faced old monk:

“Back in Kongsang Mountain, when Brother Faxiang learned that my name was Zhang Xiaofan, his heart skipped a beat for some reason.”

"I asked myself, I've never met him before, but it feels like he knows me."

"May I ask the venerable monk if you could enlighten me?"

Before Puhong could reply, Faxiang stepped forward and said:
"Anyone who sees Junior Brother Zhang's handsome appearance will likely be stunned, and since my cultivation is not up to par, I am also momentarily stunned."

“Brother Faxiang, as a monk, how can you lie without batting an eye? Aren’t you afraid that this will hinder your Buddhist practice and prevent you from making any progress?” Zhuang Buran said calmly.

Fa Xiang's expression froze, and he suddenly found himself speechless. Before they came, they thought Zhang Xiaofan had already guessed who the murderer of the village was, so they rushed over as soon as possible, just to tell the whole story of what happened back then.

Unexpectedly, it was only a preliminary suspicion. For the sake of Tianyin Temple's thousand-year reputation, they thought they would try their best to keep it a secret, but now they realize that it is probably impossible to keep it a secret any longer.

At this moment, everyone in the hall sensed a hidden meaning in the words. Although Tian Buyi didn't understand why his junior disciple could persuade the abbot of Tianyin Temple to come to Qingyun Sect, nor did he understand the deeper meaning in his words, he still said:

“Brother Puhong, my disciple was born in Caomiao Village at the foot of Qingyun Mountain. After joining my sect, he never left Qingyun Mountain. He was ordered to go down the mountain for training not long ago.”

"I would also like to know why your temple's disciples know my seventh disciple?"

(End of this chapter)