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Chapter 715 There Are Many Undercover Agents Among Us

"The old man is crossing the river and destroying the bridge. Brothers, let's fight him shoulder to shoulder."

An old scholar pulled open his outer robe, revealing his muscular upper body, and his beard flew wildly with one breath.

This? I'm afraid he has a rich career experience and has long-term experience in collecting tolls.

It seems that we have a lot of talented people in the cultural field!

Ever since Mo Yunzi revealed the other party's sinister intentions, the great scholars and literati present were instantly furious. No one is alone and no one is used to traveling outside. Who are you trying to scare with these words!
There are countless sects established these days, and many of them invite scholars to compile scriptures, treat them to delicious food and drinks throughout the process, and give them generous thank-you gifts to send them home afterwards.

This is an unwritten tacit understanding that we should respect people of culture.

What the Lord of Kukong Mountain did was so disgusting that he actually wanted to kill people to silence them. Isn't he afraid of the condemnation of the public?
"I have also practiced for Lianping Mountain, Dawuwei Mountain, and Liangxu Mountain. These sects are very famous, and none of them is less famous than your Kukong Mountain."

"If you really want to kill someone, you must be prepared for backlash in the future!"

The old man spoke with confidence, and he was indeed confident. He named several sects that were all well-known and large.

The Lord of Kukong Mountain smiled and didn't care, obviously determined not to turn back.

There are also those who use their backers to bluff people, "My son and daughter are relatives, and my family is a strong martial arts master, Xian Dao Zuo", he is a strong martial artist in the capital, if you dare to kill me, you can forget about Kukong Mountain."

"Distant water cannot quench a nearby fire!"

The Lord of Kukong Mountain had a calm expression and his mind was firm and unshakable.

He patiently explained to everyone, "The Ten Absolutes of Bitterness and Void contains great fortune and unlimited potential. In order to keep it secret, I can only reluctantly shut you up. Please consider the greater good and help me."

"Fuck you!"

The old man who was suspected of blocking the road to collect tolls had a red face and said, "You told us to die, why don't you go and die yourself!"

"If you want to keep it a secret, it would be better if you just died. It would be clean and no one would know!"

More great scholars and literati sighed. When they first met, they were all very nice to each other, but they didn't realize that this person was so paranoid and would not listen to anything they said.

Actually...

Mo Yunzi let out a sigh of relief. Things had developed to this point because he was behind the scenes fanning the flames.

Long ago, he discovered that the Lord of Kukong Mountain had ulterior motives and had already prepared to silence him after revising the classics.

He simply went all out and added some ingredients directly to the process of revising the classics, using the seal character "惑" as a channel to subtly influence his thoughts through various channels such as writing and conversation.

Finally, under the influence of Zhou You's daily wandering, the Lord of Kukong Mountain became paranoid and terrifying. At the same time, he was also inspired by the "solution of doubts", unlocking the "potential" deep in his mind, and at one point pushed his boxing skills to a point beyond the limit.

The Ten Absolute Classics of Kukong can even be practiced to the eighth or ninth level of powerful martial arts, laying the foundation for becoming a grandmaster.

There are many powerful martial arts in this world, but each one that can be cultivated to this level is a rare item. The noble families will fight for it, let alone a sect that has been established for only a short time.

The Lord of Kukong Mountain was unaware of what was going on and thought he was blessed, which made him even more determined to kill people to silence them.

Therefore, we have the current situation where the real intention is revealed.

"How can you still hide it when the butcher knife is about to hit you?"

Zhou You subconsciously looked at several great scholars in the crowd, all of whom were his main focus.

These people have their own backgrounds like former friends, most of them are from the Golden Immortal Sect, and they must be hiding a trump card to save their lives.

That’s right, the overlap rate between the Golden Immortals and the great Confucian scholars is extremely high, and many of the people invited to Kukong Mountain secretly have the identity of the Golden Immortals.

Well, after he founded the organization, he invited one person to join, but the other person didn't know he existed yet. "You are all decent people, so I haven't used violence. If you don't have respect, don't blame me for being merciless."

The Lord of Kukong Mountain stood with his hands behind his back, and the strength of the fourth level of Qiangwu overflowed without reservation, just like a strong wind sweeping around every corner.

There was a loud crash. The wine jars were broken, the golden cups were crushed, and the heavy wooden wine table was overturned like dry grass, breaking several people's toes.

With his strength, he could kill all those frail old men with just a breath.

I have been talking for a long time just now only because I am sure that I can succeed, so I pretend to be elegant and maintain outward demeanor.

"..."

An old man took something out of his mouth, and when he raised it up, it emitted a brilliant light, melting away the strong wind and pressure, and for a moment the sea became calm.

"There is actually a master. I didn't recognize you during all these years you were in Kukong Mountain!"

The Lord of Kukong Mountain asked, "What is your true identity?"

"I don't deserve it. I am Ding Fengbo from the Fuji organization. I have no choice but to reveal my identity. If you let me go, I will never reveal a word about what happened here."

The implication was that all he had to do was let him go, and he didn't care whether the rest of the people were killed or buried.

It's quite cold, worthy of being organized by Fu Ji.

Well, although Ding Fengbo is not well-known, he is also one of the backbones of the Fu Ji organization, second only to Guang Yinzi and the other two.

The Lord of Kukong Mountain smiled and nodded, "Nice to meet you, but you can't leave either. Stay and die."

Even the name of the Fu Ji organization can't scare him. Is this guy completely crazy?

Another person couldn't help but reveal his identity, "I am Guan Yushe, the 'Xi Lao' of Wulao Village. Do you really want to be my enemy?"

Wulaozhuang, one of the ancient organizations with the origin of Jinxiandao, is named after "gold, silver, copper, iron and tin".

Guan Yushe is the fifth oldest among the Xilao clan and is considered a prominent figure in Wulao Village.

What is the status of Wulaozhuang in the underworld?
For example, when Taoist Master Fu Ji was still a young boy, he visited Wu Lao Zhuang to ask for the secret of seal script and received a favor, so the Fu Ji organization has always respected Wu Lao Zhuang.

But the Lord of Kukong Mountain was not a Golden Immortal, so he didn't buy it. He said coldly, "I know. Stand by and queue up."

What are you queuing for? Queueing to die.

Mo Yunzi lowered his head and said nothing, staring at a pile of candied pork elbow. An ant was crawling forward step by step following the smell.

He was reading with great interest when he suddenly heard Guan Yushe mention his alias. "What's the point of hiding your identity when a knife is at your neck? Tell me, which sect are you from?"

"Weighing the sky, measuring the earth, or the Mount Xuantian Wanku in the west?"

Guan Yushe was indeed experienced and had already seen through Mo Yunzi's hidden identity. After his reminder, Ding Fengbo was shocked. When he looked at Mo Yunzi again, he had a serious and scrutinizing attitude.

"Oh, you have another identity? My disciple invited you from Chongguang City, thinking you were just an old man selling calligraphy on the street! It turns out he was wrong."

Sogo City?
Ding Fengbo felt as if his heart was hit by a sledgehammer, and he seemed to have grasped some key information.

The answer was circling in my mind, ready to come out, but no matter how hard I racked my brains, I couldn't piece together a complete impression.

At this time, a loud shout came from outside Kukong Mountain, "The master of the mountain, come out, there are guests coming, why don't you open the mountain gate and clear the mountain road to welcome them."

(End of this chapter)