From the Ming Dynasty, we will conquer the world

Chapter 83: Troops are dispatched to Wuliang Mountain to destroy the Xiaoyao Sect! (-word chapter)
Wuyazi sighed:
"This traitor."

In just three words, decades of love, hatred and vengeance have been condensed. From now on, you will feel relieved.

After the old man finished speaking, he slowly exerted his strength, prepared to stand up, walked over slowly and supported his body.

The limbs that have not been used for many years now show a sense of awkwardness and obstruction.

This didn't look like human activity, but rather like a long-dusty, rusty machine that was starting up with great difficulty.

Xu Xing sighed slightly, and a touch of water-blue light appeared, which was injected into Wuyazi's body. The fresh spiritual power flowed through his limbs and bones, slightly alleviating the old man's pain.

After passing on the skills, Wuyazi looked even older and more frail, with a hunched posture.

But after removing the "Seven Insects and Seven Deadly Medicines", his gloomy expression cleared up, and his eyes revealed a look of pure, free and relaxed expression.

Wuyazi fell under the stone bed and felt the steady feeling of stepping on the ground again. He couldn't help but smile:

"The Shurangama Sutra says that when people eat the grains grown from the soil, they become connected to the earth, which is why they cannot leave the ground and be truly free.

We in the Taoist sect believe in Qigong and Bigu in order to sever this cause and effect and truly achieve the state of freedom, but..."

The old man's voice was very low and slow, like the setting sun and his last breath, but there was an indescribable sense of lightness in it.

"After decades, I stepped on the ground again, and this feeling still made me feel at ease."

Xu Xing knew that what Wuyazi was talking about was not actually the relationship between man and the earth, but he was recalling the grudges and entanglements of the previous generation of the Xiaoyao Sect, hence his sigh.

But he still shook his head and said:
"Ordinary people fear consequences, while Bodhisattvas fear causes. If there really is a causal entanglement in the world, what is there to be afraid of? Every cause can be transformed into a cause, and every result can be eliminated. This is the demeanor of a cultivator.

Simply severing ties is a form of avoidance. Even if it leads to a great path, it will be a slow and awkward process, which I do not want."

Wuyazi turned around and looked at Xu Xing, smiled and nodded, and said calmly:

“Your courageous and diligent heart is rare in the world. Yes, even if there is a cause and effect relationship between man and the earth, it should not be cut off blindly, but should be rewarded.

Otherwise you will be like me, who wants to be free and easy, but is stuck here for decades, like a piece of wood or stone, going in the opposite direction. This is what it means.

Junior fellow apprentice should take this as a warning. "

Although he talked about the tragic experiences of the past few decades, there was no trace of sadness on Wuyazi's face, but instead a look of earnest expectation.

He wanted to pass on all his life experiences to Xu Xing so that this junior fellow apprentice could avoid taking detours in the future.

To this end, he would not hesitate even if it meant tearing open his deepest wounds and revealing an ugly, bloody appearance.

Xu Xing stood behind Wuyazi, holding his shoulders, and said in a deep voice:

"I will take care of those two who rely on the martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect to bring disaster to the world. Don't worry."

Although Xu Xing did not say what he would do specifically, Wuyazi could also feel the murderous intent hidden in his words.

The old man was silent for a while, then sighed:

"Well, I should have made up my mind at the beginning. Over the years, I don't know how many murders they have committed. If they are really stubborn, then you can do it."

At this time, Su Xinghe also walked in.

Looking at Wuyazi who stood up again, the old man, although not young anymore, still fell to the ground, tears streaming down his face and sobbing uncontrollably.

Wuyazi just smiled kindly:

"Xinghe, you have been waiting for me for decades. After today, you are finally free. You and I, the master and disciple, have escaped together. We should be singing for our farewell. Why do we have to do this?"

Su Xinghe knelt for a long time, unable to get up, with a sad face.

Wuyazi sighed:
"My whole life has been trapped by the word 'love'. Xinghe, you should also think carefully about it."

Xu Xing originally wanted to say that being deeply in love is not a bad thing, but looking at Wuyazi's expression, he did not say it in the end.

For Xu Xing, this kind of situation of avoiding talking about something is extremely rare.

At this time, he had placed the feelings of his senior brother Wuyazi above his will to express his own ideas.

Wuyazi turned around and looked at Xu Xing again, admonishing him:
"Junior brother, although you have made some achievements in the Way of the Northern Ocean, to go further and practice the 'Transformation of Kunpeng', you still need to comprehend a unique skill that has the true meaning of the divine bird.

The internal skills of Tianyu Sect should be your best choice. After you leave Langhuan Blessed Land, you can look for the contemporary leader of Tianyu Sect, Fang Geyin, and exchange the "Beiming Divine Art" for this miraculous skill.

Mr. Fang has a generous personality and is not fussy about details. He will not reject you."

After explaining all this, Wuyazi stretched himself, turned towards Xu Xing, and smiled brightly:
"I have said everything that needs to be said. From now on, Xiaoyao Sect's affairs are yours. Junior brother, please send me to the foot of the cliff."

He turned his head to look at Su Xinghe and ordered:
"Xinghe, there is a box in the cave. It contains all my old things. You can take it with you."

Xu Xing supported Wuyazi's skinny body, feeling the vitality gradually draining away from him, and silently carried him under the waterfall.

During this process, Xu Xing kept shaking his skin and flesh, not only to activate Wuyazi's qi and blood, which were gradually depleting, but also to expel all moisture so that the old man would not feel any discomfort.

After landing, Xu Xing supported Wuyazi again, allowing the old man who had been sitting for thirty years to step firmly on the ground and walk slowly towards the valley with a slow but extremely firm step.

Under the deep pool of the waterfall was a river leading to the depths of the valley. The old man stared at the river in a trance, and said in a vague tone:
"This mountain stream leads to a sea of ​​flowers and green land. It is lush and green, with flowers in full bloom, and it is beautiful beyond words. In the past, Canghai and I often competed with each other in swordplay there..."

He turned his head and looked at Xu Xing, revealing a childish shyness, and said embarrassedly:
"Junior brother, please help me make another raft. I want to go to that place alone."

Xu Xing nodded silently, turned around, pulled out a few ancient trees from the devastated valley, and tore off a few extremely tough vines, tying them into a six-foot-wide raft.

He clapped his right hand, creating a powerful force that cracked the rough bark, revealing the white and smooth flesh underneath. The entire raft suddenly looked as bright and clean as new.

Xu Xing then used green vines to carefully wrap up the wooden stakes and tied them up extremely firmly.

When doing things, Xu Xing is extremely calm and does things very carefully.

It was as if he was born a carpenter, rather than a genius or eccentric who was fanatical about martial arts.

Tie Shou and Duan Yu had never seen this martial arts fanatic who practiced every day and every hour so focused on things other than martial arts.

Jiumozhi, who had never spoken a word, was watching intently.

In his eyes, Xu Xing's movements of pulling out trees and breaking vines were all filled with the most exquisite use of strength.

Jiumozhi could sense that Xu Xing was completely focused on making the raft, without any axe or chisel involved; it was all purely instinctive of his.

Even if you don't deliberately use martial arts, the true meaning of martial arts has been fully reflected in every move of your hands and feet, and every breath you take.

This is exactly what is meant by the unintentional true meaning.

After watching for a while, Jiumozhi realized that with Xu Xing's movements, even the spiritual energy between heaven and earth seemed to be affected and spontaneously injected into the trees and vines.

These originally inactive materials, unexpectedly, because of the spiritual power, have given rise to a kind of vigorous vitality, like dead trees coming back to life in spring.

This performance overturned Jiumozhi's usual understanding that martial arts is a way of fighting and being fierce, and opened the eyes of this Tibetan national teacher:

——So, this can also be martial arts?!

——So, martial arts can be used in this way?!

——It turns out that every trade and every occupation can be martial arts!
Xu Xing didn't care about their thoughts at all. After making the raft, he picked up the raft and gently put it into the river. He then moved Wuyazi onto the raft and handed him a lush green bamboo stick.

Wuyazi propped himself up with a bamboo stick, his clothes fluttering, his eyes and eyebrows bright, the clear river water reflected the light of the sky and the shadows of the clouds.

When he was in it, he felt indescribably radiant.

It was not until this time that the leader of the "Three Free and Easy Elders" truly stepped out of the cage that imprisoned his body and mind, and felt a sense of freedom, without being bound by constraints or burdened by form.

Su Xinghe also moved the big box over and placed it on the bamboo raft.

Wuyazi used his bamboo stick to poke the box open, then bent down and took out a dark blue robe.

Although the robe is light in texture, it looks like green copper and gives it an extremely solid texture, as if it was condensed from the light of a green sword, exuding sharpness. The edges of the sleeves are like sharp blades, and at first glance, people feel as if they dare not look directly at it.

He held it in one hand, looked at Xu Xing, whose clothes were ragged and fluttering, and said with a smile:
"We Xiaoyao Sect disciples, from the founder down, all value manners. Junior brother, your appearance and figure are unparalleled in the world, so your attire is inevitably a little inferior."

Although Xu Xing's green cloth robe was specially made by Zhuge Shenhou for a body cultivator like him, it could not withstand the power of the "True Form Dharma Body" after all. In the fierce battle just now, it was almost shattered.

Fortunately, with his face, no matter how tattered his clothes are, he still has a kind of unrestrained yet elegant demeanor.

However, in the eyes of someone like Wuyazi who pursues perfection, these "junks" are particularly eye-catching.

Wuyazi lowered his head, looked at the robe, and said with nostalgia:

"This garment is made of silk from snow silkworms from the Tianshan Mountains. The silk spun by snow silkworms is unusually tough, and a single strand of silk is difficult to break. It is perfect for your 'True Form Martial Arts'.

This was specially made by Canghai because he knew that I valued my appearance, and wanted to prevent my clothes from being damaged when I fought. However, since then, I have never had the opportunity to fight with anyone again..."

Having said that, Wuyazi sighed deeply and handed the robe to Xu Xing.

"Junior brother, this is my final thank you gift. Take care."

Xu Xing stretched out both hands, with a solemn expression, and took the long coat solemnly.

Wuyazi took one last look at everyone, clenched his staff, clasped his fists, and smiled:
"Everyone, see you later!"

The four people in the field who had a close relationship with Wuyazi clasped their fists towards him and said in unison:
"Congratulations, senior!"

Jiumozhi put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name softly.

Wuyazi laughed heartily, flicked his long sleeves, pushed the shore with his bamboo stick, and the raft sailed away on the river.

At this time, the chaos caused by the series of battles has gradually subsided, the sky is clear, the valley is filled with clouds and mist, the slopes are lush with green trees, the streams at the foot of the mountains are gurgling, and the light and shadows are mottled.

The raft drifted away like a cloud of smoke and merged into the misty water fog.

The thin white obscured Wuyazi's figure, and he walked further and further away. Only his low voice could be heard echoing in the distance:

"Jianjia is green, white dew is frost..."

Su Xinghe burst into tears and wanted to use his skills to follow Wuyazi, but Xu Xing shook his head and said softly:
"Mr. Su, this is Senior Brother's last wish. Please let him go alone."

After saying this, Xu Xing turned around, tore open his tattered robe, stretched out his arms and shoulders, and put on the long black silk robe.

The sunlight sprinkled on his swirling sleeves, making him look as if he was about to fly away on wings woven of bright blue light.

Xu Xing looked at Tie Shou and the others, the melancholy on his face disappeared, his expression was normal, and he said in a gentle voice:
"I still need to stay in seclusion in this Langhuan blessed land for a period of time, using the Zhenlong formation to consolidate my newly-cultivated divine true form. You can leave on your own first. If you need anything, come and find me here."

After receiving Wuyazi's teachings and absorbing four Vajra Eternal Longevity Pills, Xu Xing's "Spiritual Refining True Form·Kunpeng" had already built a framework, but it still lacked a corresponding martial arts system.

Just as "Hun Tian Zhen Xing" takes the true meaning of "one thunder makes the whole world resound" as its overall power source, it uses martial arts such as "Yuan Yang Sheng Gong" and "Lei Li Feng Xing Da Fa".

If the "Kunpeng's true form" wants to exert its full power, it naturally needs a group of martial arts suitable for the true form. In addition to the Beiming Divine Art, there are also a group of Xiaoyao Sect's martial arts secrets in the Langhuan Blessed Land.

Xu Xing took this opportunity to practice these martial arts, enrich his fighting style, and fully bring out the power of "Kunpeng's true form".

Moreover, although it is said to be the "true form of Kunpeng", in fact, the true form of the divine bird "Peng" is still quite lacking.

That's why Wuyazi asked Xu Xing to find Fang Geyin, the leader of the "Tianyu Sect", and exchange the Beiming Divine Art for the Tianyu Heart Method.

However, Fang Geyin travels around the world and it is difficult to find his whereabouts. Xu Xing still plans to use the resources he can use first, and then think about other things.

In his heart, he still remembered his promise to Zhuge Zhengwo:

As soon as he completely achieves his true form and has the power to clear away everything, he will return to the capital to help Zhuge Zhengwo conquer the world and rebuild the world.

Therefore, Xu Xing will not miss any opportunity to strengthen himself.

After Xu Xing finished speaking, Jiumozhi walked towards his dozens of Dharma protectors.

Just when Xu Xing stood up to challenge Yan Zhao and Jiumozhi, Tie Shou and Su Xinghe had already subdued this group of monks who practiced secret techniques.
Neither of them was good at killing, so they were very careful with their blows. They did not cause any serious injuries to the monks, but only pressed the acupoints of these people.

Seeing Jiumozhi coming, the monks were all determined.

It was obvious that as long as the Mahakala Vajra King gave the order, they would be willing to go through fire and water and sacrifice their lives for him even if they were outnumbered.

But Jiumozhi said nothing. He just took off the red robe that symbolized the status of the leader of the Nyingma sect and handed it to one of the guardians, saying calmly:
“After you return to Tubo, tell the king that I, Jiumozhi, voluntarily resign as the national teacher and want to stay in the Central Plains to practice the way of Zen and martial arts with a great master.

If I have learned something in the future, I will return to Tubo to repay the king for his kindness. "

After hearing Jiumozhi's words, the guardians showed disbelief on their faces.

In the eyes of these Tantric disciples, Jiumozhi is simply the incarnation of all Buddhas. He is also among the top heroes in the history of Tantric Buddhism, only inferior to Padmasambhava who pioneered the foundation of Tantric Buddhism.

In the battle just now, these Tantric disciples were able to feel the Vairocana Buddha light emanating from Jiumozhi, and realized that he had realized the true meaning of the Tantric supreme Dharma, "Vairocana Tathagata's Miraculous Blessings", and thus they had even greater respect for this Mahavairocana.

After all, this great Dharma has not appeared in the world for hundreds of years since Guru Padmasambhava.

But this Mingwang who has comprehended the true meaning of Vairocana Tathagata actually wants to follow a Central Plains man to practice?

Could that person be the living Tathagata? !

Out of respect and trust for Jiumozhi, these Dharma protectors did not even suspect that he was being deceived.

What's more, they had witnessed with their own eyes the scene when Xu Xing showed his power. It was hard to say whether this person was the living Tathagata, but at least he was a guardian yaksha who had been born into the world.

For a moment, all the disciples looked towards the green figure standing in the distance, their eyes filled with fear and terror, and even a hint of indescribable reverence.

After all, this is the person who can conquer Mahakala!

Jiumozhi had no intention of explaining anything further to them. He just waved his hand and turned to look at Duan Yu and Tie Shou.

Tie Shou immediately understood what he meant and said in a deep voice:
"We will arrange for people to escort these disciples of the great monk and ensure that they can return to Tubo safely."

Duan Yu also understood and nodded in agreement:
"It is the same with our Dali Duan clan."

Jiumozhi faced the two people, clasped his hands together, leaned down reverently, and bowed deeply.

He bent his body at a right angle, without looking up, and said in a deep voice:

"The matter at Tianlong Temple was caused by my greed and delusions, which led to my nameless anger."

Duan Yu didn't expect that this overbearing monk would actually apologize to him. He stood there in a daze, opening his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Xu Xing took a step forward, looked at Jiumozhi, and said loudly:
"The great monk knows that he is guilty, so he should try his best to make amends. Although Qi Jue Divine Sword is dead, Gao's family should still have some offerings. You can go with Xiao Duan and Brother Tie to settle this cause and effect."

When Jiumozhi heard this voice, he straightened up, put his hands together and said:

"Follow the law."

Duan Yu was surprised again by Jiumozhi's attitude. As the person Jiumozhi dealt with the most, he had already experienced the arrogance and tyranny of this Great Wheel King in the battle of Tianlong Temple.

But now, he actually respects Brother Xu so much? !

Xu Xing was not surprised by Jiumozhi's attitude. He just looked at Su Xinghe again and said with a smile:
"Old Su, I'll have to trouble you to take care of Xiaoyao Sect in the future. Let's use this Langhuan blessed land as our mountain gate and re-establish Xiaoyao Sect."

"Re-establish Xiaoyao Sect..." Su Xinghe chewed on these words, his face showing a mixture of joy and sorrow. After a long while, his eyes finally became firm, and he bowed and said:

"I will follow the master's order."

Duan Yu also came over and said with longing:

"Brother Xu, there's me, there's me. The senior said that he wants to recruit me to be the guardian of the Dharma!"

Seeing his innocent and childish appearance, everyone burst into laughter, and their laughter was so loud that it stopped the moving clouds and echoed in the valley.

After a brief reunion, they each went their separate ways and went about doing what they were supposed to do.

Xu Xing returned to the cave to practice in seclusion, study the Xiaoyao Sect's martial arts, and perfect his true form. At the same time, he also started to transform this valley to make it worthy of the name of "Langhuan Blessed Land".

Tie Shou, Jiumozhi and Su Xinghe accompanied Duan Yu out of Wuliang Mountain and went to wipe out the remaining forces of the Gao family in Dali.

Overnight, the Gao family, who had once been extremely powerful, even more powerful than the king, and who had inherited the position of prime minister, was completely exterminated on charges of treason.

After this incident, Duan Yu, Tie Shou and Jiumozhi returned to Langhuan Blessed Land and studied martial arts with Xu Xing, while Su Xinghe stayed in the Dali Imperial City and discussed the rebuilding of the Xiaoyao Sect with Duan Zhengming.

Upon hearing that Xu Xing decided to establish a sect in Wuliang Mountain, Duan Zhengming, who knew the new sect leader well, was overjoyed. With a wave of his hand, he gave half of the property confiscated from the Gao family to Xu Xing.

This was both a reward for his sending people to help and a substantial investment.

At the same time, Duan Zhengming helped to widely recruit young people of the right age to learn martial arts in Dali, so that Su Xinghe could select suitable candidates to become the younger disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect.

Su Xinghe has lived in the mountains for most of his life. He never imagined that rebuilding the mountain gate, a seemingly unattainable task, would become possible so soon with the support of the Duan family.

Seeing that his lifelong ambition was within reach, Su Xinghe burst out with unprecedented enthusiasm and personally handled everything from the planning of the mountain gate construction to the selection of disciples and the negotiations with the Duan family of Dali.

After all, after thirty years of hard training, Su Xinghe has already accepted the fact that his future in martial arts is over. In this case, he might as well concentrate on the sect's affairs.

After the entanglement of the three Xiaoyao elders, Su Xinghe also had an epiphany:
In a sect, masters who serve as the backbone are indispensable and can determine the upper limit of the sect's status.

However, if one wants to truly prop up the sect and enable it to be passed down from generation to generation, internal affairs talents who are proficient in mundane affairs are indispensable.

Su Xinghe didn't know if he could shoulder this heavy responsibility, but considering the current situation of Xiaoyao Sect, he could only do his best.

Xu Xing naturally had nothing to say about Su Xinghe's choice. He originally wanted to directly appoint Su Xinghe as a deputy leader, but the old man refused to accept it. In the end, he only took the position of the general manager of the sect and returned to the Dali Imperial City to continue to preside over the reconstruction of the Xiaoyao Sect.

As large-scale construction was underway in Wuliang Mountain and the base of pavilions and towers was gradually taking shape, the martial arts world was also in turmoil due to the changes in Dali.

The first person to receive the news was Cai Jing, who intended to set up a base in Dali.

When he heard that the Seven Divine Swords were all dead, the Grand Tutor who had been reappointed as Prime Minister was not sad, but laughed out loud.

On that day, Long Ba, who was serving Cai Jing, couldn't help but look puzzled. Cai Jing just smiled and said:

"All the disciples have died. As masters, will the old fellows not come out?"

The master of the Seven Absolute Swords was none other than the "Seven Absolute Sword Gods" who once fought against Zhuge Zhengwo and Yuan Shisanxian. These seven world-renowned sword masters have not come out of their mountains and entered the world of martial arts for a long time.

Long Ba suddenly realized Cai Jing's intention.

Or rather, it is the intention.

He couldn't help but feel a chill:
Is Cai Xiang really so calculating towards the masters under his command, or is he just targeting the "Seven Deadly Swords"?
When Long Ba thought of this, he saw Cai Jing's half-smile, and his heart was startled, and he dared not think any further.

——In front of an old fox like Prime Minister Cai who can see through people's hearts, thinking too much and too deeply is not necessarily a good thing.

He pretended to be surprised and asked:

"These seven old masters, even though their disciples had died, actually came out to help Prime Minister Cai?"

Cai Jing didn't care about Long Ba's deliberate pretense of ignorance. He just smiled slightly, turned his head, and looked towards the Shenhou Mansion with a deep gaze.

He was thinking about one thing:

If the "Seven Sword Gods" really came out and besieged Zhuge Xiaohua together with Yuan Shisan, could they kill this Six Five Divine Marquis?

Maybe... we need to find some more help.

However, before that, his wings need to be clipped first. The Beggars' Sect...it's time to take action.

Thinking of the letter, Cai Jing's eyes wandered for a moment, and he waved to Long Ba and asked:

"How are the preparations for the Beggars' Sect and Qiao Feng going?"

Long Ba said confidently:
"We have more people in the Beggars' Sect than anyone else. Even if there is no wind, we can still create a three-foot wave. What's more, the evidence is irrefutable."

Long Ba's confidence certainly has its source. The Beggars' Sect is composed of a mixed group of people, making it extremely easy to place spies there. Basically, all the top forces in the world have people deployed there.

Several people from Cai Jing's faction even became the chief elders of the headquarters.

Cai Jing's original plan was to wait until a full-scale war broke out with the Shenhou Mansion, then mobilize these people to involve Qiao Feng and make him unable to take care of other things.

Now that he has the crucial "evidence" and a chance to plot against Qiao Feng himself, Cai Jing will naturally not let it go.

Cai Jing thought about the source of this evidence, frowned, and corrected:

“It doesn’t matter whether the evidence is conclusive or not.

There are only two important points. No matter whether it is true or not, first, the truth of the matter must be thoroughly revealed, and then some scandals involving foreign races must be fabricated to kill some border soldiers, so that Qiao Feng will be completely disgraced.

Secondly, try your best to link this matter to Zhuge Zhengwo, so that the Divine Marquisate will be forced by the court’s pressure and unable to spare a hand to help Qiao Feng.”

Long Ba knew that Cai Jing made this arrangement because he was suspicious of the group of people who came with the message, so he nodded seriously.

After talking about the Seven Deadly Swords, Cai Jing asked again:
"Ding Chunqiu is dead. Did Ling Luoshi take any action?"

Long Ba thought about it and shook his head:

"You, Prime Minister Cai, also understand the general's temperament. He has remained calm and has been enjoying himself every day, without showing any signs of abnormality."

Cai Jing sneered:
"Ling Luoshi has long wanted to be independent. In fact, Ding Chunqiu is just a target he pushed to the front. His real purpose is to connect with the time-honored Wen family through Ding Chunqiu's Xingxiu Sect.

However, ever since he practiced the Four-Door Screen Technique, this man's temperament became more and more aggressive, and when he practiced the third door, his murderous intent and murderous nature were all difficult to control.

Just wait, he will come to Wuliang Mountain sooner or later."

Everyone knows that the "Screen Four Doors Method" that Ling Luoshi learned is the unique martial arts of the "Nine-Five Divine Lord" Song Baishi, a master who once killed his way through the martial arts world.

Although this terrifying general had only practiced to the "third gate", he was already feared by the world. Even Zhuge Zhengwo was deeply afraid of him.

Zhuge Zhengwo even admitted personally that if this great method could be cultivated to the supreme realm of the "Fourth Gate", the power would be so profound that it could even catch up with legendary powerful figures like Wei Qingqingqing, the founder of the Zizai Sect.

However, although the Four Doors Screen Technique is feared by the martial arts world, its flaws are little known. The fact that Cai Jing, a weak scholar, could understand the secret makes Long Ba feel even more frightened.

——What on earth is there that Prime Minister Cai doesn’t know?

But what he didn't know was that this seemingly calm and confident Prime Minister Cai, who had everything under control, also had worries in his heart:

"If this person can really sit still, it means..."

Thinking that Ling Luoshi might have already achieved the fourth level, even someone as cunning as Cai Jing felt a little worried.

At this time, a mighty man far away in the dangerous city was sighing to his confidants:
"In the battle of Wuliang Mountain, Ding Chunqiu, Yu Chuntong, and the three best fighters of the Wen family were all killed. Even Yan Zhao lost an arm. This time, I have lost a lot of money, hey!"

The man sat in the main seat with his arms and legs spread out. Although he had a smile on his face, he kept rubbing his bald head with his hands as if he wanted to rub out sparks. He looked extremely manic.

He was just like a beast locked in a cage, constantly baring its teeth, eager to bite flesh and blood.

None of the people standing in the hall dared to look directly at his bald head. They all lowered their eyebrows and bowed their heads, looking extremely respectful.

Seeing everyone like this, the general's face became more and more angry. He clenched his fist and slammed it on the armrest of the chair, with a murderous look on his face:
"We, the Dalian Alliance, must avenge this!"

Although the punch was delivered with great force, it did not make any sound.

After a long while, a faint and gloomy thunder was heard outside the house. A powerful force broke open the tightly closed door, and the wind whistled, making everyone's clothes rustle.

——It seemed as if the force of this punch had already disappeared thousands of miles away when the general threw the punch, and only surged back at this moment.

One of the scholars stepped out from the crowd and said with a salutation:

"General, the man occupying Wuliang Mountain has extraordinary skills, and he is from the Divine Marquis Mansion, and he has the help of the Duan family of Dali. Even if we mobilize all our forces, it will be difficult to do anything to him in a short period of time. Why not..."

Although he was young, he looked quite old. He was dressed like a scholar with a pipe on his waist. He was the general's aide, Su Huagong.

Hearing Su Huagong's words, the general turned to look at him. It seemed that his patience had reached its limit. Veins bulged on his face, and bloodthirsty red light burst out of his eyes. He said word by word:

"Su, Lu, Xing!"

"The Laughing Aunt" Xie Chaohua, "The Invisible Shadow" Cui Getian, Master Shang, Master Shang, "The Underworld" Yang Jian, and "The Little Cold God" Xiao Jianseng were all frightened when they saw the general behaving like this.

Although these people were Ling Luoshi's absolute confidants, and could be considered his beloved relatives, friends, and brothers, they still couldn't help but feel horrified when they saw him showing such an expression.

The last time the general got angry, he tore the previous deputy leader of the Dalian Alliance apart in public.

Over the past ten years, the Dalian Alliance has had 31 deputy leaders, and each of them was designed and killed by the general. This shows how dangerous and dangerous it is to be the general's confidant!
Therefore, even though everyone present was a man of extraordinary skills and famous in the martial arts world, they were still shocked when they saw the general getting angry.

This is the terrifying general.

A terrifying general!
Seeing his confidants all looking like this, a barely perceptible look of satisfaction flashed across the general's frantic face covered with flesh.

——What he liked most was to see others showing fear in front of him.

This will make him feel that he has mastered everything about this person, thus giving him a great sense of satisfaction.

But the general would never reveal this tendency.

Because this will allow his subordinates to better understand his thoughts, and thus they will deliberately act in this way in order to please him.

The general even publicly stated many times that he respected the tough men who were powerful and unyielding the most in his life.

For this reason, he cultivated the resolute, courageous, strong-willed and stubborn monk Xiao Jian, and even doted on this "Little Cold God" to the point that even his seven sworn brothers were jealous.

This is a disguise.

Just as the upright Zhuge Shenhou was more cunning than the world imagined, the hot-tempered general was smarter and more profound than his subordinates imagined.

But Su Hua Gong still looked the same, with a calm expression, without any dodging. Looking at his appearance, it seemed that even if the general wanted to kill him with one blow, he would never resist.

The general looked at him deeply, grinned, and waved his hand:
"Everyone else, get out. I want to have a good chat with Master Su!"

After hearing this, everyone fell silent and hurriedly turned around and left the small secret room.

After going out, they looked at each other, held their heads high and chests puffed out, acting majestically, and would never let outsiders know what was discussed in the secret room.

After seeing these people leave, the general's expression became solemn and incomparable, like a steel statue. His whole body was filled with a chilling aura, without any trace of the rage he had just had.

He said calmly:
"Green Xing, in your opinion, how many of those people just now had ulterior motives?"

Su Huagong pondered for a moment, shook his head slowly, and pointed directly at the director:

"Since it's hard to say, why not just treat everyone as an enemy? Isn't that what you have always done, General?"

The general grinned, revealing a row of white teeth, and laughed loudly:
"The one who knows me best is Lu Xing! Cai Jing must be waiting for my reaction now, trying to find out my progress in martial arts. Humph!"

The general stood up, sneered, rolled up his sleeves, waved his hand, and issued an order:
"Then let him and those people with ill intentions see the fourth door of Ling Luoshi! Pass my order. In one month, send troops to Dali Kingdom to wipe out Wuliang Mountain!"

Ling Luoshi raised his head, his gaze seemed to have passed through infinite obstacles, and fell on Wuliang Mountain, where he saw the mysterious master who had caused him to fail.

“He was able to fight against Ding Chunqiu, Yan Zhao, and a Tibetan lama, and he was able to defeat them. This Xu Fengmo is indeed a worthy opponent.

During the war, it is a good opportunity to expose his weakness and lure out those people in the alliance who have ulterior motives!"

The general's tone was extremely confident, and it was obvious that he did not take the legendary "Madman" who had inherited Wuyazi's decades of skills seriously.

Su Hua Gong was no exception to the general's contemptuous attitude. After all, Wuyazi had only practiced martial arts for seventy to eighty years at most, so the speed at which he could pass on his skills would be greatly reduced.

However, the great general's internal strength is so profound that it is rarely seen in the world. Others need to practice 180 levels of internal strength to barely use the "General's Order" palm technique, but in his hands, it is as easy as pie.

For such a genius, it is natural to look down on people like "Feng Mo" who have learned skills from others.

However, while the two of them were plotting their plan, another discussion was also taking place deep in Wuliang Mountain.

"Twenty days later, my true form will be perfected. By then, I will announce to the world that Xiaoyao Sect will reopen its doors and recruit disciples."

Tie Shou frowned:

"Isn't it a bit too hasty? Twenty days is not enough to notify all the senior masters from all over the world to come to the ceremony. It will inevitably tarnish the prestige of the Xiaoyao Sect."

What Tie Shou said is the common rule in the martial arts world. Whenever someone establishes a sect, he will invite fellow practitioners to join him.

It is called a viewing ceremony, but it is also to build up momentum.

What's more, Xu Xing took over the Xiaoyao Sect, a powerful sect that had produced Xiaoyaozi and the three Xiaoyao elders. If there were no masters of sufficient weight in attendance, it would inevitably weaken the prestige of him as the new sect leader.

Besides this, Tie Shou had another hidden worry. In the battle of Wuliang Mountain, although Xu Xing defeated all the other heroes and took the top spot, and won the inheritance of Xiaoyao Sect in one fell swoop, he also offended Ling Luoshi, Cai Jing and others.

On the day of the opening ceremony, troubles are bound to arise. If we don't invite some good people to help out in advance, the event will be disrupted and turned into a mess, which will not end well.

Xu Xing shook his head:
"There is no need to find anyone to watch the ceremony. Our founding ceremony is not held in Wuliang Mountain."

"Oh?"

Not only Tie Shou, but also Duan Yu, Jiumozhi, and Su Xinghe, all became interested. Facing everyone's curious gazes, Xu Xing smiled and said:

"Although the traitor Ding Chunqiu has been beheaded, Ling Luoshi, who is behind him, is still at ease in Dangerous City. As the head of the sect, I should show some appreciation."

Xu Xing certainly knew Tie Shou's concerns, but he was never the type to passively take a beating.

Even if he wanted to hold a grand opening ceremony, he, as the new leader, would choose a more proactive approach.

After hearing these words, everyone understood what the new leader meant, and they all looked shocked and couldn't believe it.

However, knowing that Fu Zongshu and Zhan Bieye were both killed by Xu Xing's Iron Hand, he felt an unexpected yet reasonable feeling in his heart.

Yes, after all, strictly speaking, Ding Chunqiu, Yan Zhao, and Yu Chuntong were all stones sent by Ling Luoshi to ask for directions.

With Tafa's violent temper of not letting his revenge last overnight and killing people at will, how could he tolerate such provocation since he had promised Senior Wuyazi to revive the reputation of Xiaoyao Sect?
Rather, it was extremely rare that he could endure for twenty days.

Xu Xing faced the complicated gazes of the crowd, flicked his long sleeves, and said lightly:
"Since Ling Luoshi cares so much about our affairs and has sent us gifts many times, we should reciprocate.

I have made up my mind. Twenty days later, I will hold the opening ceremony in Weicheng and use Ling Luoshi's blood to rub the reputation of my Xiaoyao Sect!"

(End of this chapter)