Wan Jian returns to his clan!

Chapter 233 The Six-Character Seal, A Dynasty's Elegy

"Greetings, General."

Although Wang Quanzhong, the commander of the Golden Scale Guard, had already gone all the way down the path of loyalty to the Princess's residence, he was still uneasy when he learned of Lu Wubing's arrival. He quickly stepped forward to pay his respects.

However, the old eunuch Huang Chengzong exuded murderous intent, his brows furrowed with resolute determination: "This servant has been waiting for this day for a long time. The tyrannical emperor does nothing but hide in the Hall of Mental Cultivation and harm women all day long."

The evil Taoist priests of Tongtian Temple are even more prone to slander and wrongdoing. With such two people existing in the Great Li Kingdom, how can it not be destroyed?

He also brought a full three thousand men of the Left and Right Inner Guards, deploying them in layers upon layers of defense, with their spearhead pointing inwards, clearly indicating that he was going all in.

At this point, what he thinks deep down is unimportant; on the surface, however, he can't wait for the old emperor Ji Jiufeng to pass away.

Seeing that the imperial court was thriving after the rectification, they were amazed.

Even a powerful eunuch like Huang Chengzong, who had little understanding of governing the country, vaguely felt that with Lu Wubing's intervention, Dali might still be saved.

As for who they are loyal to and who they are not.

Is there any need to think about it further?

Not to mention his newly recognized master's unparalleled power, he also possesses a secret method that allows his genitals to grow back, which could give someone like him, who is neither male nor female, a chance to become a man again.

With this thought in mind, even if it meant risking his life, he was determined to go all the way down this path.

Still willingly.

"Very good. I'll treat you after this matter is settled."

Lu Wubing offered a gentle word of encouragement.

Huang Chengzong was so happy he almost jumped for joy.

"This servant is willing to be the vanguard, to capture the tyrant, and to rescue the disciples of the Heavenly Star Sect."

He patted his chest confidently, feeling full of energy.

"This humble general is also willing to charge ahead in battle."

Wang Quanzhong realized something was wrong.

I was a little hesitant just now, and the old eunuch beat me to it.

The status of the Golden Scale Guards ultimately depends on whether they are willing to risk their lives.

When it matters, we can't fall behind.

"Alright, there are no outsiders here, no need to put on airs."

The Five Qi Daoist of Tongtian Temple has been famous for a long time. He is skilled in martial arts and has mysterious methods. He and the monk Fayuan of Dayuanguang Temple, one a Daoist and the other a monk, are evenly matched and are beyond your ability to deal with.

"You two, lead the troops to guard the area around the Hall of Mental Cultivation, to prevent any escapees from causing trouble in the capital. By the way, did the princess say anything more?"

Thinking of the princess, Lu Wubing shook his head.

Logically speaking, she should have been present when this final power grab came to a close.

This also marks the end of all the grudges and grievances we've accumulated over the years.

But how do you say this?

Regardless of Princess Ji Wenxiu's true thoughts, and whether her mother was secretly forced to her death by Ji Jiufeng, she ultimately inherited the Ji family's bloodline...

Such behavior of a daughter bullying her father should be avoided if possible, as it is ultimately not a pleasant thing to say.

We must not set a bad precedent for the world.

"Senior Sister Xiaolan, Senior Sister Xinzhu, come along if you want. The grudge between Tianxing Sect and thirty years ago should be settled. You can come along as witnesses."

Lu Wubing moved forward slowly.

The two women, one holding a zither and the other a sword, nodded emphatically and followed behind.

"He who comes is stopped."

The palace gates were tightly shut, and four guards with spears stood in front of them, shouting coldly.

"The world is already in this state, and there are still fools who can't see the situation clearly. It has to be said that imperial power is deeply ingrained in people's hearts, and they've gotten used to being dogs."

A flash of white light flashed.

The four armored guards, armed with spears, didn't even get a clear look before blood trickled from their throats, and they collapsed to the ground.

Lu Wubing didn't even bother to glance at it. With a slight sway, he was already at the door, gently pressing down with his palm.

With a loud crash, the gate shattered into countless fragments, which swept inwards.

He had already sensed that there was an ambush of about two hundred soldiers behind the door.

The dozens of people standing in front of the gate were swept away by the shards of the gate and fell into pools of blood amidst screams of agony.

It has been riddled with holes.

Lu Wubing walked through the crowd, his guards rushing forward, falling like wheat amidst the sounds of the zither and the cries of swords.

It was Ouyang Lan and Shen Xinzhu, who were following behind, who made the move.

Where is the woman who was kidnapped?

Lu Wubing looked up and saw a long-faced middle-aged man dressed in a white undergarment tearing at a girl's clothes.

The middle-aged man seemed oblivious to what was happening around him, his face filled with fanaticism as he muttered, "Daoist Master, I can control the power of my bloodline now, this time I will surely succeed."

A black-robed Taoist priest with a long beard and tall hat snorted lightly, ignoring what the long-faced middle-aged man on the bed was saying, and paying no attention to the guards lying in a pool of blood. He simply ordered, "A rat has broken in. Jinling, Yinling, take care of it."

"Yes, Master."

The two young men, their faces fierce, one holding a bottle and the other a whisk, moved closer with a light step, leaving afterimages in their wake.

Stretch out your hand and wave.

"what."

Lu Wubing felt a wave of heat and cold rushing towards him.

The surge of life force within his body counteracted this strange fluctuation.

"So it was you guys who were causing this trouble."

He didn't bother to ask who the other person was, and threw a punch.

hum...

The Hall of Nourishing Life swayed slightly.

The two young Taoist priests who rushed in front of him suddenly exploded in mid-air, splattering blood everywhere.

The force of the punch pierced the air, shattering the two men before vanishing into nothingness—just the right amount.

"Tongtian Temple, Five Qi Daoist".

Lu Wubing looked at the long-bearded Taoist in the main hall and shook his head.

In his perception, although the old Taoist priest's aura was powerful, it was also extremely cold and sinister, and he had not been able to completely conceal his cultivation and blood energy.

In this situation, one should not have even reached the True Nature realm.

If his cultivation level is insufficient, why is he so confident that he can turn the tide no matter what happens?

Either he's an ignorant fool, or he has some hidden trump card.

"kill."

A burly man in full armor beside him thrust his spear forward like a dragon.

It was magnificent and imposing, exuding a chilling aura.

Lu Wubing waved his sleeve slightly.

A wisp of soft force wrapped around the blade of the gun, causing the gun to vibrate violently and shoot backward.

With a hiss, it pierced through the general's chest, and with its remaining force, it passed through the bodies of three people, then embedded itself upside down in the pillar, vibrating incessantly.

"Guard you, escort you."

An old eunuch, wielding a long sword, charged forward, followed by seven or eight figures leaping up behind him.

I had just pounced halfway when I saw a sky full of flowing light before my eyes.

Chi chi chi...

Seven or eight figures fell to the ground with a thud, blood gushing from their throats.

The old eunuch's head fell to the ground, his white hair stained crimson, his eyes wide open, still unable to believe it.

"who are you?"

The old Taoist priest with the tall hat finally looked serious and frowned as he looked at Lu Wubing.

"Haha, who am I? Good question."

Lu Wubing shook his head and chuckled. Truly, those in the cave are oblivious to the passage of time, while a thousand years have passed in the outside world. The old Taoist priest, seemingly lost in thought with the emperor, paid no heed to the outside world.

Lu Wubing focused his mind and his divine will penetrated every part of the body. He scanned the old Taoist priest and Ji Jiufeng and found that the bloodline fluctuations of the two were almost identical.

What's different is that the old Taoist priest had six streams of energy circulating around him, giving off an extremely dangerous feeling.

However, the old emperor Ji Jiufeng was surrounded by a red light that shone all over his body, like an inextinguishable flame that kept burning.

It even gave me a sense of danger.

"Forget it, why am I even thinking about it? I'll just find out once I take it down."

Lu Wubing drew his longsword and thrust it out.

The surrounding light seemed to have been completely absorbed, turning the room dark and gloomy, with only a sliver of light remaining, faintly piercing the old Taoist priest's face.

At this moment, he was full of vitality and had an exceptionally strong physique. He had perfect control over every bit of power within his body and was not worried about leaking it in the slightest.

As a result, the sword light that was unleashed did not seem to pose much of a threat.

The old Taoist priest sneered, "A mere trick, yet it shines."

He unleashed a palm strike, which split into six colors. A light as smoky as mist struck Lu Wubing's head, while his other hand lightly flicked a whisk, binding the sword light.

This person's reaction was also extremely fast.

He was adept at both offense and defense, and his moves were always ingenious. Lu Wubing felt a slight warmth in his heart, followed by a tremor throughout his body, a chill, and his strength diminished by three-tenths.

With a spark of life.

This strange feeling of weakness vanished immediately.

Then, he discovered something rather strange.

His sword light struck the finger dust net as if it were piercing a huge vortex. The power could not be applied to the net, and a strange force caused his feet to feel unsteady and his body to sway slightly.

"interesting."

Lu Wubing's wrist trembled slightly with sword light, having already severed more than ten white threads. With a thought, he restrained ninety percent of his strength and began to exchange blows with the whisk.

'This is actually a type of swordsmanship.'

Lu Wubing changed his sword techniques in quick succession, stabbing the old Taoist priest in thirty-six major acupoints in a short time.

The whisk flickered and danced, seemingly forming an array as it was swung, with elements of wind and rain, and the interplay of yin and yang, sometimes bursting like fire, sometimes freezing like ice.

The sword intent and sword momentum also changed rapidly, and it barely managed to lock onto his own sword moves.

"So this is what you rely on. It's a pity, a pity that you possess such a treasure but can't comprehend it. Even with unparalleled swordsmanship, you can only practice it mediocrely."

Lu Wubing burst into laughter.

If we don't counter their moves, they will use a whisk as a sword and unleash the Six Qi Circulation with their palms—all extremely sophisticated and ingenious techniques.

In a fight, their power wasn't necessarily that formidable; whether it was true essence or physical strength, they were far inferior to the old monk.

That's all.

Lu Wubing's sword suddenly flashed, its speed increasing tenfold.

With a whoosh, the longsword darted out from the dust net and picked out a small piece of gold foil from the old Taoist's arms.

The sword's momentum shifted.

call out……

The sword light had already vanished into the air.

The next moment, the sword light reappeared, and the old Taoist's Six Yang Master had already flown into the air.

"What a fast sword."

The old Taoist priest only managed to shout half a word before the headless body collapsed.

“Kill all the rebels.”

A large number of Golden Scale Guards surged into the main hall behind them.

Lu Wubing coldly gave the order, and the sword light did not stop, sweeping towards Ji Jiufeng.

Before my eyes, a phantom of a fiery phoenix had just taken shape and was about to pounce when it was slashed by the sword light and turned into a sky full of sparks.

The longsword moved swiftly, severing Ji Jiufeng's limbs amidst his wails. At the same time, a point of cold light struck his lower abdomen, dispersing all the fiery true energy in his body and shattering all his meridians.

Seeing Ji Jiufeng lying there like a dead fish, tears and snot streaming down her face from the pain.

At the same time, my eyes seemed to regain their clarity.

Lu Wubing didn't care at all.

"Put this tyrant in jail and keep an eye on him for now, but don't let him die."

The old Taoist priest from Tongtian Temple possessed the innate cultivation of the third realm of ultimate mastery. He had already exchanged a few moves with the old Taoist, and after some sparring, he simply wanted to see what the old Taoist was good at and learn from him.

As for Ji Jiufeng, she had just reached the Innate Realm and was too eager for quick success. She practiced her cultivation technique incorrectly and had her brain damaged by the Fire Phoenix True Qi.

Dealing with him is even easier than it seems.

However, considering the Ji family royal family, there is very likely that there is still a [Phoenix King] hiding in some unknown corner.

The other party may very well be able to sense through blood ties whether there is a problem with their important descendants.

Therefore, at the moment of the Northern Zhou invasion, Ji Jiufeng's life was spared for the time being to prevent any unforeseen events from arising after she was killed.

【Phoenix King】As one of the eight kings of the world, although he is also in his twilight years, no one knows what kind of amazing trump card the other party might have.

Although with Lu Wubing's current cultivation level and strength, it is not impossible for him to deal with the eight kings of the world.

Since we haven't tried it yet, it's best to hold off for now.

The tyrannical ruler Ji Jiufeng suffered greatly from having his hands and feet severed, but it was better than death.

Looking at the ten girls who had just been captured, their skin was faintly red as if they were on fire.

Lu Wubing felt even colder.

……

"Even if I don't control this, I can't let anyone else control it; the danger is too great."

They also obtained another image of the Ten Directions Seal.

Lu Wubing did not feel much joy.

He discovered that the newly acquired "six" seal did not have much impact on his immediate combat strength.

However, it has a peculiar effect in causing and treating diseases.

If we say that instilling vitality is merely strengthening the foundation and cultivating the source...

They are following the grand and righteous path.

Therefore, circulating the six qi is like taking an unorthodox approach.

This can be considered a targeted approach to eliminating the root cause of the problem.

Lu Wubing can make people fall ill at will, and he can also easily cure their intractable diseases. His medical skills are already beyond the limit, so this is just icing on the cake.

Of course, there is one clever use worth mentioning.

Lu Wubing can create extreme weather on a small scale by expending a lot of mental energy.

As his mental strength continues to improve, he will be able to cover an entire prefecture.

This secret technique can be extremely useful.

Harmonize the four seasons to ensure a bountiful harvest.

It can be considered a strategic skill.

After Lu Wubing mastered the Six Character Seal, he never thought of using the Six Qi Plague Technique in battle.

There was something truly incompatible with Heaven's will, so he dared not use it.

It would be bad if it spread and infected people.

It can only be hidden away, kept as a part of our inner strength.

Mastering this seal will greatly help in understanding oneself and the universe. Perhaps it will come in very handy someday.

"In the end, we didn't obtain any imprints related to the [soul]. Could it be that we still need to find clues in the Northern Zhou?"

"I remember when I fought Yuwen Ba, I seemed to have used the power of soul burst..."

It can unleash even greater power by combining all the uncontrollable forces in the body.

Thinking of the methods Yuwen Ba used that day.

Lu Wubing muttered to himself.

I can't even use this kind of method now.

What kind of person can ignite their soul and unleash a devastating attack beyond their limits?
It would be unreasonable to say that he had no knowledge of the soul or any secret methods for controlling the mind.

Considering that his physical strength was sufficient, yet his mental power was still unable to withstand the [evil intent of the primordial spirit], Lu Wubing couldn't help but feel somewhat dissatisfied.

Even if one cannot achieve immunity to demonic intent, one must at least be able to withstand the activation of the Six Divine Meridians.

Only in this way can one use the Primordial Spirit Secret Technique to step into the Grandmaster realm.

It's not good to leave such a shortcut unused and to have a lingering mental unease.

"We still need to find out carefully who has the Ten Directions Seal concerning the soul."

……

"Is this how Father Emperor's life ends?"

Ji Wenxiu's eyes held a complex expression.

His expression showed slight bewilderment.

When she was a child, when her mother was still alive, she also longed for her father, hoping to receive attention and care.

Later, slowly, this longing turned into resentment, wishing she could have been born into an ordinary family.

Furthermore, they considered it shameful to have the surname Ji.

This extremely contradictory feeling, of not knowing how to cope, reached its peak after he was sent to the Northern Zhou.

When I returned, I had no more attachments in my heart, only boundless hatred.

She had thought that even if she saw her father being torn to pieces, she wouldn't be moved in the slightest, but now she felt a little sad.

"Are you going to see it?"

"I'm not going. You can decide what to do with him, Brother Wubing. I'll just pretend he's already dead."

Ji Wenxiu's voice was slightly hoarse as she spoke resolute words, her eyes glistening with tears, "Brother Wubing, can you come with me to offer incense to Mother?"

"Row."

Lu Wubing patted her head, took Princess Wenxiu's hand, and went to the back mountain of the palace. He then personally played a piece on the zither and sat with the little princess for half a day.

This can be considered a final elegy for this dynasty.

……

(End of this chapter)