Zhu Tian: Starting from the Laughing Proud Yue Buqun

Chapter 302 The Buddhist Sect's Trump Card, Fan Qinghui Descends the Mountain
Lingnan Song clan.

Song Zhi hurried all the way and finally returned to the Song Clan's residence.

And without stopping, they headed to the Sharpening Hall of the Clan Lord Song Que.

"Brother, Buddhism has been defeated!"

Upon seeing Song Que, Song Zhi spoke in a deep voice.

Song Que remained calm, seemingly unsurprised by the outcome.

"Did you see the Sui Emperor take action?" he asked.

Song Que was certain that the Grandmaster of Swordsmanship was the Sui Emperor, so the defeat of the Buddhist sect was not unexpected.

Song Zhi shook his head: "No, the Sui Emperor never appeared, and the Evil King Shi Zhixuan became a Grandmaster, fighting against the five great masters of Buddhism on his own."

Afterwards, the monk Liaokong broke through and entered the Sui Emperor's palace, but was quickly killed.

As for who killed him, no one knows, but it was probably the Sui Emperor who did it.

Song Que was slightly surprised after hearing this.

“It’s not surprising that Shi Zhixuan became a Grandmaster, but what surprises me is that he would serve the Sui Emperor,” Song Que said.

Shi Zhixuan was a renowned master in the martial arts world back then, and no one in the Buddhist or demonic sects could rival him.

Now that so many years have passed, it is only natural that Shi Zhixuan, with his talent and aptitude, would break through his cultivation level and become a Grandmaster.

But the fact that the other party was so devoted to serving the Sui Emperor was beyond his expectations.

"Yes, elder brother, I was also shocked by this."

When Shi Zhixuan fought against the five great masters of Buddhism, Song Zhi was extremely shocked and even thought that the sword master was Shi Zhixuan.

Upon closer reflection, I realized that this was not right.

"It seems that the Sui Emperor is incredibly powerful; even Shi Zhixuan was subdued by him!"

A look of seriousness flashed in Song Que's eyes, wondering if he could get Shi Zhixuan to work for him.

The Sui Emperor's martial arts skills must be superior to Shi Zhixuan's, and by no means just slightly better; there must be a significant gap between them.

Only in this way can Shi Zhixuan be made to submit.

"Elder brother, the Sui Emperor is incredibly powerful, even surpassing the Evil King. Do we really still have a chance?"

After witnessing the growing strength of the Sui Dynasty, Song Zhi felt increasingly uncertain about overthrowing it.

He knew his elder brother was very strong, but the Sui Emperor was not alone; he also had the help of the Evil King.

No matter how strong the eldest brother is, he cannot defeat two grandmasters by fighting alone.

The higher one's level of skill, the more difficult it becomes to fight against multiple opponents.

After all, no one who can become a Grandmaster is simple; they are all extraordinary and their combat strength is not bad.

Song Que remained silent; he could understand Song Zhi's worries and lack of confidence.

The opponent is very strong; even the Buddhist sect would find it difficult to defeat him.

Fortunately, he had gained a deeper understanding of the strength of the Sui Dynasty and was not the first to attack, so the losses were not too great.

"You don't need to worry too much about this matter. Although the Sui Emperor is powerful, he is not invincible!"

Song Que spoke again, saying that Shi Zhixuan was not the only Grandmaster in the world.

"What does elder brother mean?"

“This is not the end; Buddhism still has a trump card!” Song Que said.

"The five strongest masters of Buddhism are all dead. What other trump cards do they have left?" Song Zhi wondered. Could it be that Buddhism has a hidden grandmaster?
Song Que shook his head slightly and said, "You can continue to pay attention."

After saying that, he waved for Song Zhi to leave.

This……

Song Zhi remained silent. Seeing that his elder brother did not want to say more, he did not dare to ask any further questions and could only leave.

After Song Zhi left, Song Que's gaze turned to a very distant place, in the direction of Emperor's Peak.

At the Cihang Jingzhai residence, Song Que murmured, "This time, the Buddhist sect suffered a great defeat. Qinghui, how will you deal with it?"

He didn't know what other tricks Buddhism had up its sleeve, but he had a vague feeling that Buddhism would never be destroyed.

There must be a more powerful method, but we don't know what it is.

But if all the hidden methods are useless, should he step in to help?
A sense of confusion welled up in Song Que's heart.

At this moment, atop Emperor's Peak, Fan Qinghui had already received news of the deaths of the five great masters of Buddhism. "How could this be!"

"Five masters actually failed!"

Fan Qinghui never expected that something she thought would be a piece of cake would turn out to be such a big surprise.

"The Evil King Shi Zhixuan!"

"Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty!"

She roared to the sky, her face contorted in rage; both of these men were enemies of her Buddhist sect.

They actually came together, and they're so powerful.

The entire Cihang Jingzhai heard Fan Qinghui's roar and no one dared to approach.

At this moment, Shi Feixuan returned.

She should have gone down the mountain to find the true dragon and then assisted it in conquering the world.

But with Buddhism suffering a major defeat, the world was no longer in chaos, and no potential power dared to make any further moves.

Even the rebel forces in various regions have become less active.

So Shi Feixuan returned to the mountain, bringing back the bodies of the five great masters of Buddhism.

Hearing Fan Qinghui's angry roar, Shi Feixuan felt a pang of sorrow. The deaths of the five masters must have been an immense blow to her master.

She came up behind Fan Qinghui and called softly, "Master."

Fan Qinghui slowly turned around: "Why are you back?"

“The disciple retrieved the bodies of the five masters from in front of the imperial city gate.”

Fan Qinghui was slightly taken aback and said, "Quickly take me to see the master's body."

Shi Feixuan nodded and led Fan Qinghui to the square.

Five coffins were placed side by side, and after so many days, the bodies had long since begun to rot and stink.

She deliberately placed ice inside the coffin to slow down the rate of decomposition of the body.

Fan Qinghui opened the coffin and looked at the highly respected masters, who had lost all their life force and were now almost nothing but skin and bones. Her eyes trembled.

"This...this is such a tragic scene! It's all my fault! I let five masters die so tragically!"

Fan Qinghui shed tears; all five masters had died because of her, and this was her sin.

“Master, this is not your fault. We all underestimated the Sui Emperor!” Shi Feixuan comforted her.

Yes, she underestimated the Sui Emperor!
Unexpectedly, the Sui Emperor had the help of the Evil King, and even had a master by his side who could kill Kong.

All of this was something she couldn't have predicted.

The Sui emperor was too good at hiding his true intentions!
"Master, what should we do next?"

Shi Feixuan was somewhat confused. With all five grandmasters dead, could Buddhism really still stop the Sui Emperor?
Fan Qinghui wiped away her tears and regained her composure.

She is the head of Cihang Jingzhai. She can be sad, but she must never be immersed in it.

She also shoulders the heavy responsibility of Buddhism; Buddhism must not be destroyed.

"Feixuan, now that you're back, please stay and handle the funeral arrangements for the five masters."

"I must descend the mountain to find someone capable of dealing with the Sui Emperor!"

Shi Feixuan nodded and said, "Disciple obeys."

Fan Qinghui then summoned all her disciples and told them that she was not in the mountains and that they should follow Shi Feixuan's instructions.

The disciples naturally dared not disobey.

Immediately, Fan Qinghui handed over all matters to Shi Feixuan and descended Emperor's Peak alone with her sword.

She was going to find someone who could defeat the evil king, and such a person was extremely rare in the world.

He's nothing more than a grandmaster in the world!
Of the three great masters, two were of different ethnicities and would not possibly help Buddhism.

Therefore, Fan Qinghui's goal was very clear: she wanted to meet Ning Daoqi, the number one person in the Central Plains and a grandmaster of Taoism.

This grandmaster has a significant connection with her Buddhist sect, and now it's time for her to repay the favor!
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