Imperial henchmen? Never been struck by the sword of the Six Doors (a secret police agency).

In front of a large temple of Esoteric Buddhism in the Western Regions.

The great temple was half intact, while the other half became ruins.

The protective array of the sect flickered on and off, and only at this moment did Bei Menjue reveal a fraction of its power.

Yes, Beimenjue hasn't taken it seriously yet.

When they get serious, it's a fight to the death. If it's a war of annihilation, he won't be the only one coming.

Before coming here, I thought about killing a Martial Venerable for fun, but that was just wishful thinking. He wasn't afraid of the enemy self-destructing.

But the Six Doors' massive forces couldn't withstand the power of the Martial Venerable's self-destruction.

The three martial masters of the Western Regions Tantric sect are of average strength, neither particularly strong nor weak.

Bei Menjue had a great time fighting; at least he warmed up, and he was still in good physical shape.

Li Junsu and the others looked at the magnificent temple in front of them and stepped inside.

The sect's protective formation was like a bubble, bursting at the slightest touch.

“Someone’s here.” He Ning frowned and spoke as he sensed the blood energy emanating from the Crown Prince.

The power of bloodlust is just that domineering.

This is a hunter recognized even by the Blood Fiend Source. He Ning can immediately sense the presence of blood energy.

Upon hearing this, he stomped his foot, and a hole burst open in the main hall.

Then, the underground passage appeared.

"Is it a prison of education?" Bai Xingling asked, frowning.

"What is the 'educational prison'?" Li Junsu raised an eyebrow, sensing the faint resentment within it.

"For a period of time, the Buddhist sect lacked combat power. When they caught demons, they would not kill them, but lock them in the indoctrination prison."

"They call it 'saving people,' and they brainwash them with Buddhist scriptures all day long. Once they've been brainwashed into stupidity and become henchmen, they call it 'conversion,' and then they release them to fight the Taoist sects."

In fact, not only demons, but also monsters that are captured are likely to be taken in to listen to Buddhist scriptures.

Bai Xingling looked down at the dungeon below and flicked her tail.

"However, the Western Regions Tantric sect is quite arrogant. Normally, the prison for indoctrination would use confinement to lock the space and prevent the demons from escaping, but they don't have any restrictions at all."

Bai Xingling shook her head, speaking disdainfully.

"So, there are a lot of demons inside?" He Ning became interested upon hearing this and was the first to walk down the steps.

“No, I investigated and found that many people left a long time ago.” Bai Xingling shook her head and said, following behind Li Junsu.

Bai Xingling actually has another problem: she doesn't really like enclosed spaces.

I felt safe behind Li Junsu.

"They can even check this?"

"Taoist arts".

The group descended into the desolate dungeon. In the middle was a passageway, and the splattered blood had turned black beyond recognition.

“There’s another person at the very back.” He Ning raised his eyes and immediately saw the end of the dungeon.

Tuochuan, deep inside, clearly noticed the newcomer and slowly raised his head.

The group soon arrived at the decaying wooden door of a dungeon without any traps.

“The Western Regions Tantric sect is indeed arrogant.” He Ning pushed open the prison door, looked at Tuo Chuan who was chained up, and raised an eyebrow.

"You are..." Tuo Chuan raised his head, looking at the group of people in front of him in their black and red uniforms, along with the ferocious xiezhi patterns.

Upon seeing this scene, the people of Daqian would surely want to cover their faces in embarrassment.

This is a classic case of the imperial court's henchmen interrogating a江湖人 (jianghu person).

Fortunately, the Six Doors only kill and don't arrest.

"Not a monk? Then he must be a demon?" He Ning raised an eyebrow as he looked at Tuo Chuan's wet hair.

Before Tuochuan could shave his head and become a monk, he was locked up.

He had only learned about the Buddhist teachings of Xin Jing before, and was considered a high-ranking monk who had not yet had the opportunity to become a monk.

He has the intention of Buddhism, but lacks the essence of Buddhism and the heart of Buddhism.

Now, even the Buddha's teachings are being lost in the transmission of the teachings of the Buddha.

"Are you Tuo Chuan?" Li Junsu looked at the young man in front of him, thinking of what Beimen Jue had said, and asked with a frown.

"It is I, and I wonder where you gentlemen come from?" Tuo Chuan raised his head, his eyes showing vigilance.

"Untie him." Upon hearing this, Li Junsu looked at He Ning.

The blade flashed, and Tuo Chuan, freed from his restraints, fell into the water.

He Ning grabbed the person and lifted him up.

Then, He Ning placed the person in the corner and skillfully began to treat the wound.

He Ning often treated his own wounds; to him, these minor injuries were nothing more than child's play.

"Thank you all, it's raining outside." Tuo Chuan revealed his real name, enduring the pain in his body.

"Your collarbone is pierced, and your tendons are pierced. If you weren't a martial artist, it would be quite difficult to treat you." He Ning treated his wounds calmly.

"Why were you locked up?" Li Junsu asked, frowning.

Yu Mian's injuries were not too bad, but the important thing was that he had not eaten for many days and was beginning to be surrounded by death energy.

The esoteric Buddhism of the Western Regions is utterly despicable.

"It's very simple. In the Western Regions, no one can question the authority of Tantric Buddhism, even if ordinary people are starving and poorly clothed."

Yu Mian seemed to remember something, lowered her eyes, and gave a bitter laugh.

"My lords, is it the Western Regions that are wrong, or am I wrong?"

Rainy face unconsciously spoke softly, he was somewhat confused.

Now he realized that the women, children, and elderly people he had helped were tricking him into going up the mountain.

Especially the elderly, they can't possibly be unaware of the nature of Tantric Buddhism.

He also knew some older men who kept encouraging him to attend Tantric seminaries.

But Tantric Buddhism doesn't discuss doctrines; they just lock you up and tell you to wait to die if you don't comply.

These people have always known this, but they still try to fool themselves into going up the mountain.

But... he's always been doing good deeds.

He never harmed the people, never demanded anything, never asked for anything when helping others, and never asked for anything in return for his assistance.

Just because he doesn't believe in the Buddhist teachings of the Western Regions Tantric sect, does he deserve to die?

Did he do something wrong?

While he was locked up, Yu Mian was thinking about revenge, but when he was finally rescued, he felt a little sad.

If one's heart is not soft, one cannot learn the pure-hearted Buddhist teachings.

Back then, Xin Jing was also because she was soft-hearted.

The rain was ultimately influenced by Buddhist teachings.

Yu Mian was genuinely saddened. The person he was protecting wanted to harm him. He had done nothing wrong, yet he was sentenced to death.

He could understand the esoteric Buddhism of the Western Regions, but why could those he treated with sincerity be so cold-blooded?

“Slaughter the entire Western Regions Tantric sect and then reshape it according to your wishes.”

He Ning spoke casually while bandaging his wound.

Yu Mian raised her head, and He Ning's calm expression seemed to say that the weather was really nice today.

“You did nothing wrong. Even if the entire Western Regions were in front of you, as long as you’re on the right path, they’re the ones who deserve to die.”

“Slaughter out the esoteric sects in the Western Regions and change their doctrines according to your own ideas.”

He Ning finished bandaging the wound and spoke calmly.

“No, you need to shatter the idols of the people of the Western Regions before them,” Li Junsu said slowly.

Li Junsu knew that the Tantric Buddhism in this world was different from the one he knew in his previous life, not because the Tantric Buddhism in his previous life was a good thing.

But because.

They came here.

“If all else fails, you can wait a few more years and have Jun Su slaughter everyone for you when he attacks,” Yan Gui said in a strange tone.

Li Junsu's enemies were not to be taken alive.

Especially when he led troops, it was literally a situation where not a blade of grass would grow.

"My lords, who exactly are you...?"

Yu Mian hesitated for a moment, then spoke weakly.

"The Great Qian Dynasty, the Six Doors."