Immortal Dao Fruits, Cards to Help Me

Chapter 94 The King of Assassination!

It's still before the end of the first lunar month, and the weather in Liaodong is bitterly cold, with short days in winter.

By the time of Shenshi (15 PM to 17 PM) in the afternoon, the sky had already darkened.

During the first month of the lunar calendar, apart from the first and fifteenth days when people burn incense, no one usually braves the cold to "pray for a child."

Therefore, the gates of Yuanjue Temple were closed early.

Yuanjue Temple is built on Wulipo, a slope less than 100 meters high with a gentle gradient. It looks neither too big nor too small, with three and a half rows of buildings in front and behind, and a small area behind that looks like a forest of stone pagodas.

They must have been delivering children outside Shenyang for over a decade without any major incidents, so they've become a bit complacent.

The young monks guarding the temple gate were all fast asleep that night.

As for evening prayers and chanting, they do chant, but only to get by. They secretly chant scriptures from the Youyuandao sect, full of all sorts of fallacies and heresies.

Chen Xiuxian didn't dare send the gambling addict Ma Si'er to the temple to investigate, after all, it was a Buddhist temple.

That Laughing Arhat was also a level 26 Buddhist practitioner of a side path. There were also a dozen or so monks in the temple who all had some magical power, and the rest had all practiced martial arts.

Apart from the dozen or so young monks recruited to do odd jobs, the rest can be considered as combat power cultivated by the Dao.

And these dozen or so young monks who were taken in were not good people either.

To put it simply, good people can't survive in this temple.

After children from poor families in the neighborhood were sent to the temple, they began to be subjected to various forms of bullying, testing, and brainwashing.

Moreover, once you reach a certain level, you have to pledge your loyalty by killing people and sending children along with them before they will spare your life and allow you to join the temple.

Then, they would strive to climb the ranks, curry favor with their senior brothers to learn martial arts, and curry favor with their master to learn magic. Later, they would bully the other junior monks who joined later.

A player posted that the many lewd monks in this temple not only give birth to children—after all, giving birth to children isn't something that happens every day, right?—so when they're feeling pent up, they take it out on the little monks.

Chen Xiuxian had already looked at the information and maps he had downloaded from the forum. There were several secret rooms and a dungeon in the temple.

It is said that some travelers from other places, who have no background or origin, often disappear after staying at temples.

The saying goes, "No one should enter a temple." This applies to both men and women.

It's fair to say that the whole place is a den of iniquity!

This is the real world now. Chen Xiuxian is no longer like he was in a game instance, where he could only fight alone and at most rely on Toad Gold and his gang of little demon brothers.

Here, he had many more combatants at his disposal, from Dou Zhongde to Mimi, and then to Lao Niu. Even the very lucky Li Huo was brought along by him to broaden his horizons.

This person is bound to face some challenges in the future. It's good to prepare him in advance so that our connection won't be in vain.

Wang Chuan didn't come; he was mainly responsible for gathering information. His trusted subordinates were just ordinary people and useless.

……

Chen Xiuxian was worried that there might be some kind of targeted arrangement in Yuanjue Temple, so he didn't dare let Ma Si'er and Mimi go in to investigate. After all, they were either ghosts or demons, and they were easily restrained by Buddhist methods and discovered.

Putting everything else aside, the four guardian deities at the mountain gate gave them quite a chill.

Although this temple was a den of thieves, even with its imposing appearance, it was not something Dou Zhongde and Ma Si'er could withstand.

Chen Xiuxian put on his night clothes, climbed over the mountain gate, and found the little monk guarding the gate in the small room next to him snoring away.

This small room was rarely heated; it was like an ice cave.

Chen Xiuxian walked over, covered his mouth and nose, and snapped his hand open with a sharp crack. The struggle stopped abruptly…

He opened the door, and Old Niu tiptoed in.

It's quite a big lump, but it's trying its best to shrink itself into a ball.

"Don't come in through the main gate. Wait outside the side wall. Once you see the fire, climb over the wall. Remember, don't let a single bald monk escape!" Chen Xiuxian's tone was full of murderous intent.

The first row of the main hall was empty. Although Buddhist lamps were lit, they were only scattered and could not illuminate the large area of ​​darkness, not even the face of the Buddha.

Chen Xiuxian and Lao Niu bypassed the main hall and made their way to the monks' quarters at the back.

It's really strange, how come Chen Xiuxian does so many of these kinds of jobs, like sneaking in at night to slit throats? He seems so professional about it now!
It doesn't matter who they are, if they're bald monks, they have to die. Chen Xiuxian and Lao Niu twisted their necks as much as possible, so they would die quickly and silently, and without any smell of blood.

That huge kang bed, like a communal sleeping platform, must have had seven or eight bald monks lying on it.

Chen Xiuxian used his dagger to pry open the door latch and went inside to break each person's neck.

You know what, these bald monks' huts are actually quite warm. It's all firewood donated by nearby villagers!

After the two rows of monks' quarters were finished, Chen Xiuxian and Lao Niu exchanged a glance and nodded.

Those killed before were ordinary monks, belonging to the lowest level of this den of thieves.

The real test will come from the single rooms and detached houses that follow.

According to the information provided on the forum, these monks all practice martial arts, with levels ranging from level seven or eight to level thirteen or fourteen.

There were also a dozen or twenty others, who were powerful monks who had cultivated the [Great Awakening Crossing the Fate Sutra (Blue)] and were also skilled in martial arts.

These are all "favorable people" chosen from among those who commit evil. By cultivating this unorthodox Buddhist scripture of the path of destiny, they can develop magical powers similar to those of Buddhism and perform some minor spells.

It mainly consists of things that confuse the mind, some illusions, and things like emitting golden light.

They're just trying to fool people!

As for how strong their combat power is, it's not that high. They're around level 17 or 18, elite units.

A few individuals, two or three of whom are favored, possess some Tier 2 magic items.

For ordinary people, they are naturally extremely difficult to deal with, even more troublesome than ordinary martial arts practitioners.

But for Chen Xiuxian, it was just a matter of course.

The main thing is to sneak into the village quietly, without firing a shot.

However, things didn't go as planned!
While the old ox was secretly twisting its neck, a martial monk suddenly awoke from his dream!

Turning his head, he saw a burly man with bull horns on his head next to him, who stretched out his thick hands to cover his junior brother's mouth and suddenly pried it open.

With a soft "crack," the junior brother went limp before he could even struggle.

Only he and his junior brother lived in this room, because... they were very close.
To my astonishment, I witnessed my junior brother's tragic and inexplicable death!

"Ah! Thief, give me back my junior brother's life!" the martial monk Buque shouted, punching the old ox in the temple.

Old Niu is now at the peak of Foundation Establishment and about to refine Qi. Although he has never practiced those delicate martial arts and his path on the battlefield was characterized by wide-ranging and sweeping attacks, he is not afraid of this situation at all.

He opened his palm, as big as a palm leaf fan, and used the "Overlord Drawing the Bow" technique taught by Chen Xiuxian to catch the punch.

With a sudden, forceful tug, the naked monk was violently jolted out of bed by the old ox and slammed to the ground!
Although the monk who filled the gap was also quite skilled in martial arts, at level 16, and had even practiced Iron Shirt and adopted cushioning postures and movements, this still managed to knock him almost unconscious.

In the unlit monks' quarters, countless golden stars suddenly appeared—golden stars that shot out before his eyes.

He shook his head and felt dizzy. The blurry scene in front of him was layered upon layer, and the stars were flying around and swaying back and forth.

He tried to roll away while bracing himself on his arms, but the arm that hit the ground first was broken.

It all came to nothing!

This mistake led to Old Niu's big foot stomping down on the back of Monk Buque's neck.

"Crack!" The sound was much louder than that of his beloved junior brother; his entire neck bone was completely shattered.

Brothers in arms, both perished.
However, his shout did wake others up.

They were all martial arts practitioners, and their senses were sharp.

The shout from the house next door in the middle of the night woke up many people.

Even more disturbingly, two powerful monks stayed up late at night, with thick curtains drawn, drinking and eating pig's trotters in their room.

Upon hearing the faint angry shout, they both stopped eating the pig's trotters, exchanged a glance, and their eyes were filled with vigilance!
(End of this chapter)