The Counterattack of the Villains

Early in the morning, more than twenty miles south and west of Jiangling City.

Tianning Temple is just an abandoned temple. It is located in a remote place and is in disrepair. All the houses are dilapidated and there are no Buddhist monks in the temple.

In the main hall, Li Mu was holding a bucket in his hand, with a wooden basin upside down on the bucket, and some scattered tools in the bag on his back.

He put all the things under the three-foot-tall clay Buddha statue, and then cautiously walked around the area. No one was there, and then he got busy.

He first put the wooden basin down, poured half of the water out of the wooden bucket, and then took out a large packet of soap locust powder from the bag and put it into the wooden basin and stirred it up.

After being prepared, Li Mu lifted the wooden basin and bucket behind the Buddha, took out a pair of sheepskin gloves from his bag and put them on, then took out a chisel and a small hammer.

"Ding ding ding..."

In the quiet abandoned temple, a crisp knocking sound could be heard.

Fortunately, Tianning Temple is located in a remote place and has been inaccessible for many years, so there is no chance that someone will hear unusual noises and come to check.

As a string of mud shells was knocked off by Li Mu, brilliant golden light appeared behind the Buddha.

Soon, the secret door behind the big golden Buddha was completely revealed.

Li Mu put down the hammer and chisel, took out a dagger and pried it carefully.

After prying the secret door loose, he immediately performed the Nine Yang Magic Technique, switched to internal breathing, performed the Turtle Breath Technique recorded in the Nine Yang Sutra, and tightly closed his breath.

Although it is said that after the Nine Suns Divine Art is completed, it is invulnerable to all poisons, but the poison on the pearls and jade in the belly of the Big Golden Buddha is very powerful, and he does not dare to be careless.

Li Mu was not afraid of poisons that could cause damage to the body, but he was very afraid of poisons that could affect one's mind and drive people crazy.

After exiting the secret door, the Buddha statue's belly was filled with jewels and mist.

It is impossible for any indigenous person in this world to remain indifferent after seeing so many gold and jade treasures.

But Li Mu really didn't feel anything. He was not a native and didn't care much about money.

Anyway, when he returns, it's just his soul that returns to his body. No matter how much gold and silver he has, he can't take it with him.

Money is just a tool he uses to complete his mission. The most important thing to him is always the force he can take away.

Li Mu calmly reached into his gloved hand, grabbed two large handfuls of gold and jade treasures, and soaked them in a wooden basin mixed with soap locust powder.

These treasures include pearls, gems, gold, white jade, jade, coral, emerald, cat's eyes, etc., each of which is worth tens of millions.

Li Mu grabbed half of the treasure and put it into the basin, then took no more.

He took out a brush and began to carefully scrub these treasures with soapy water. After each item was washed, he put it into the clean water in the wooden bucket to clean it.

After all the treasures were washed and cleaned, he wiped them one by one with dry cotton cloth and put them into the bag.

Half a pot of treasures, filled with a full baggage.

After tying the bundle full of treasures to his back, Li Mu began to finish.

He took the extremely poisonous water outside and poured it out, then dug some soft mud nearby, reinstalled the secret door and covered it with mud.

After doing this, Li Mu used the Nine Yang Qi and used its fiery properties to dry the mud.

Although the newly applied area is different from other areas next to it, you won't notice it if you don't look closely.

Without prior knowledge, who would have thought that the clay Buddha in this abandoned temple was actually made of gold?

Naturally, the mud shells that were knocked off also need to be cleaned up, so as not to be left here to expose flaws.

By the time everything was restored to its original state, the sun was approaching noon.

Li Mu hid chisels, hammers, brushes, gloves and other tools in a hidden place in the temple. He took away the buckets and wooden basins and threw them into a bush.

He came silently and left silently, without disturbing anyone, and took away a bag of valuable gold and jade treasures.

After obtaining enough treasures, Li Mu did not delay any longer and rode back to Huashan Mountain on the strong horse that had accompanied him through thousands of mountains and rivers.

Every time he visited a big city along the way, he would go to a local jade jewelry store or pawn shop to dispose of some gold and jade treasures and exchange them for silver notes.

By the time he entered Shaanxi, all his treasures had been liquidated into a thick stack of banknotes, amounting to more than 300,000 taels.

You know, with the prices of things in this era, one person's annual food expenses only cost between one and a half to two taels of silver.

Three hundred thousand taels can feed 150,000 people for a year, 150 people for a thousand years, and 1,500 people for a hundred years.

Of course, this is just for meals.

But even so, considering the scale of 1,500 people, there is no problem in raising them for decades.

But a sect with 1,500 people is already a super large sect and is fully capable of generating income on its own.

Currently, only Shaolin in the martial arts has such a scale. The Sun and Moon God Sect is not called a sect, so it does not count.

…

A few years have passed, and the Huashan Sect has become even quieter, because only Ning Qingyu and Ning Zhongze, their father and daughter, are left in the entire sect.

The other surviving Qi Zong disciples were completely missing.

In the spacious square in front of the Huashan Hall, a graceful figure was moving around, flashing like a butterfly through flowers.

The light of the Dao Dao sword flickers and flickers endlessly, showing extremely complex changes and ingenuity.

Ning Qingyu sat on the sidelines and looked at her daughter who was practicing swordplay absentmindedly.

In just a few years, he became older and more haggard, giving people a feeling of dying and lifeless.

"well……"

For some reason, Ning Qingyu suddenly let out a long sigh, and a look of regret flashed across his face.

In fact, Ning Zhongze's qualifications are still higher than Yue Buqun. In terms of swordsmanship alone, Yue Buqun may not be better than Ning Zhongze.

But the swordsmanship of Huashan Qi Sect is ultimately focused on controlling the sword with Qi.

Ning Zhongze is nearly ten years younger than Yue Buqun, and since he practices the same internal skill, his skills are naturally much inferior.

In addition to Ning Zhongze being too young and unable to take on important roles for the time being, Ning Qingyu's biggest regret is that Ning Zhongze is a daughter, not a man.

Otherwise, the Huashan Sect would have a greater chance of flourishing in the hands of Ningzhong Ze.

Yue Buqun had all the tricks and tricks in the city, but it was a pity that his qualifications were lacking. The leader of a martial arts sect would still have to speak for himself with his martial arts skills.

Ning Zhong finished the Jade Girl Sword Technique and had just stopped when he heard a crisp round of applause from the direction of the mountain gate.

The father and daughter turned their heads to look at each other in unison, only to see Li Mu walking towards this side with a bag on his shoulders and a smile on his face.

"Junior sister, I haven't seen you for three years, and your swordsmanship has become even better."

"Senior brother." Ning Zhongze exclaimed, jogged to meet Li Mu, and asked in surprise, "Why did you come back early?"

With a warm smile on his face, Li Mu leaned forward slightly and said softly: "I missed you so much that I couldn't wait any longer, so I came back early."

Ning Zhong's pretty face turned red, and he whispered angrily: "Dad is behind you!"

Li Mu curled his lips, and still said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Okay, then I'll wait until Master is away."

After speaking, he straightened up and walked towards Ning Qingyu.

Ning Zhong then folded his sword in his left hand, grabbed the baggage on Li Mu's shoulder with his free right hand, and said: "Brother, give me the baggage!"

Li Mu did not refuse and took off the baggage and handed it to Ning Zhongze.

Ning Zhong took the baggage and found that there was not even a change of clothes in the baggage. She only found some papers and books.

Looking at the senior brother carefully, I saw that he was still wearing the gray cloth gown he had worn when he went out three years ago. The fabric had been washed and became rough and dull, and the turban that bound his hair was also a little white.

Ning Zhongze couldn't help but feel pain in his heart. Could it be that senior brother has had such a bad life outside these years?

Even the luggage he took when he went out was gone. No wonder he came back early, but...

It’s almost impossible to open the pot at home!

Thinking of this, Ning Zhong's eyes turned red and his face became sad.

Li Muching came to Ning Qingyu, bowed deeply and respectfully, and said: "Master, my disciple is back."

"Yeah." Ning Qingyu nodded slowly, looked Yue Buqun up and down, felt a little disappointed, and said casually: "Why did you come back more than half a year early?"

Li Mu straightened up and said with a smile: "Because this disciple felt that the trip was complete, he came back first."