Train to Another World.

Chapter 338 Delivering food
The emperor was very angry at this scene. Minister Sun frowned and asked, "Where is the Jinwu?"

Immediately, the Jinwu Guards entered from the side door. Minister Sun did not expect the Jinwu Guards to do anything, so he just drew out long swords from their waists and held the swords in his hands.

Several civil servants who were sitting down saw this scene and stood up, with a clear aura emerging from their bodies: "Minister Sun, do you really want to spill blood in the palace?"

"It seems that there is still some righteousness in the court. But what does it matter if I bleed in the palace to protect His Majesty?"

"There must be some misunderstanding here. Why don't we sit down and talk again?"

"You were the first to stand up, so you should sit down first!"

"Minister Sun, how dare you be so presumptuous!" The civil servant suddenly shouted, and the clear energy on his body surged.

"Hey, the Confucian scholars' shouting and rebuking is only effective against those treacherous people with ulterior motives. I have a clear conscience. Why don't you try to shout at the two people on the ground?"

Another civil servant also spoke up: "Ban weapons!"

The long sword in Minister Sun's hand shook and was about to fly out of his hand, but a milky white cold air surged out of his hand, freezing the long sword to his hand.

"You are threatening the emperor, which is disloyalty. You are forming a clique for personal gain, which is unrighteousness."

The two civil servants, with clear energy surging from their bodies, shouted angrily: "Everything we do is for the stability of Dashun!"

Minister Sun saw that their pure energy had not diminished, so he chuckled and said, "It is unwise to jump to conclusions without knowing the whole situation."

One of the civil officials was about to explode when he was stopped by another: "Minister Sun, since you think we are unwise, please help us solve our doubts."

Before Sun Shangshu could speak, a voice came from outside: "Sun Shangshu must be bewitched by evil spirits to do such a thing. Let's capture him first."

Everyone looked towards the gate of Baohedian, and saw several old Taoist priests descending from the sky on flying swords and landing in front of the gate. The leader threw out a bundle of golden ropes and flew towards Minister Sun.

Just as Sun Shangshu was about to raise his sword to block, he saw a piece of red ribbon flying out from his side and heading towards the rope. It was Li Zhuoguang who made the move.

The rope immediately tied up the Crimson Touch when it touched it, and the Crimson Touch was not to be outdone and tangled with the rope. Li Zhuoguang injected a little more Crimson Magic Power, and the red flames on the Crimson Touch surged. The golden light emitted by the rope-like magic weapon was gradually eroded by the Crimson Magic Power, and soon, the Crimson Magic Power corroded the body.

The Taoist saw that his magic weapon's spiritual power was damaged and wanted to take it back, but the Crimson Touch was wrapped tightly around it and he couldn't take it back at all. He had no choice but to kick with his toes, and the flying sword under his feet shot out and slashed at the Crimson Touch.

Li Zhuoguang also slapped the Three Disasters Gourd, and the Cangcanle flew out immediately, intercepting the flying sword and cutting it into two pieces. The department store near Brother Facai's home sells them in a counter, and the quality is really good. It would be even better if Brother Facai could get a military flying sword.

The Taoist saw that the flying sword he had spent most of his life refining was cut in two, and he was immediately furious: "This is my Dashun country's affairs, how dare you outsiders show off your power here. I see that your methods are evil, you must be an evil demon!"

Li Zhuoguang ignored him and looked at the emperor with surprise: "In order to get things done smoothly, I even asked Ai Li to show you my skills on the top of the city wall, but I still encountered something like this. Are all the practitioners here so brave?"

The emperor also looked embarrassed: "The sects of these masters have always been unwilling to send people to serve in our court."

Li Zhuoguang asked, "What country are your family originally from?"

"Yan Kingdom."

"I think their sects are no longer in Yandi."

When the Taoists saw that Li Zhuoguang ignored them, they angrily shouted, "You little brat, do you think we will believe you and these Yan people if you put on such a show? A wooden statue over 200 feet tall? It's just an illusion!" Li Zhuoguang walked leisurely to the center of the hall, and the Kankan music flew around him, "Did you have a part in forcing the ghost tribe to be exterminated back then?"

"Humph! Those ghosts who play with human souls are evil and heretical."

"This method of taking advantage of the situation was invented by military sages. What does it have to do with the ghost tribe?"

"Justice is in the hearts of the people. I don't want to get involved with you."

"Okay, okay, I understand, I understand. Let's see the real thing in our hands, right? Come on!" Li Zhuoguang hooked his finger at the Taoists. The Taoists did not hold back and threw all their flying swords and magic weapons at him.

If Li Zhuoguang wanted to use the Red Wheel Reincarnation Explosion, he could naturally crush them all, along with their magic weapons, to pieces, but he had other plans and was not prepared to do so.

So Li Zhuoguang patted the Three Disasters Gourd on his waist, and suddenly a faint blue flame floated out from the mouth of the gourd. This was the Yin Fire, one of the Three Disasters.

In Journey to the West, when Sun Wukong was practicing in the Three Stars Cave, Bodhi Patriarch told him about the "three disasters". When mentioning Yin Fire, he said:
After another five hundred years, a fire will fall from the sky and burn you. This fire is not heavenly fire, nor is it ordinary fire. It is called "yin fire". It will burn from the Yongquan acupoint of your body, and go straight through the Niyuan Palace. Your five internal organs will turn to ashes, and your limbs will decay. All your thousand years of hard work will be in vain.

Even Patriarch Bodhi made such an evaluation, which shows how powerful these three disasters are.

The strongest man in this world could only cut off the top of the mountain with a full-strength attack. Li Zhuoguang's use of the Three Disasters against the enemy was like a sledgehammer to kill a chicken, a waste of talent.

When the flame of Yin Fire just floated out from the mouth of the gourd, it seemed like a gust of wind could blow it out. When Li Zhuoguang began to control it, the flame became round and full.

Li Zhuoguang only felt that the deep red magic power in his body suddenly disappeared, almost draining him dry. He quickly opened the channel deep in his soul to connect to the deep red universe, and was able to barely balance the consumption.

Li Zhuoguang didn't dare to use too much of the magic power of the crimson universe, fearing that he would turn into a red tank if he used too much. So he didn't say anything more, and controlled the Yin Fire to fly towards the magic weapons and flying swords. The Yin Fire was like a dark blue firefly, drawing a blue track in the air, but it only circled twice, and there was nothing left in the air except it.

Until Li Zhuoguang put the Yin Fire back into the Three Disasters Gourd, the Taoists on the opposite side were still in a daze. When they saw Li Zhuoguang approaching them, someone stammered, "Where did you put our magic weapon?"

"It's all burned up. I think your magic weapon is too useless. It doesn't even have the power to resist. It burns without making any noise. It's boring."

"You! You!" The Taoist was about to attack while pointing at Li Zhuoguang, but was tied up tightly by the crimson tentacles. They wanted to use their magic power to resist, but they found that the scarlet power on the tentacles was specifically designed to break magic power. Magic power would be corroded if it came into contact with it. Even their clothes and flesh began to be corroded by this power.

Many people began to shout.

"Brother Facai, cast a ban!" Li Zhuoguang shouted, and threw several people towards the main seat. While still in mid-air, several people were hit by the ban thrown by Xiong Facai. All their magic power was completely lost.

"You! What kind of evil method is this?!"

"It's just a ban. Don't you have it here?" Li Zhuoguang said as he pulled the still dazed Minister Sun in front of the few people.

Li Zhuoguang said to Minister Sun: "Your three children were indirectly harmed by them, but Pojun's entire clan died. There are eight of them in total, so I can only give you one to appease your anger. You can choose one yourself."

Hearing what Li Zhuoguang said, his eyes were filled with tears. He clasped his fists and said tremblingly, "I cannot thank you enough for your kindness!"

"Wait a minute!" At this moment, someone dared to speak out to stop them.

(End of this chapter)