Entertainment of Spring and Autumn

Chapter 267 Counterattack

A major event is sometimes like a brilliant firework. When it blooms, it fills the sky with brilliance. Everyone looks up to it. It is bustling and everyone is watching, as if it is the most important thing in the world at that time. When the fireworks dissipated, silence returned, the sky remained the same, and people scattered back home, leaving only the rumors in the streets and alleys to witness the splendor of the past.

The Battle of Luzhou was almost like this.

Most of the people with dementia recovered, and the dead were buried on the spot. The plague gradually dissipated and the sky became clear. People who left their homes resumed production, and the World Martial Arts Competition at Wujiu Temple began again. Only the countless extra mass graves, the losers imprisoned in the dungeon, and the ruined Egret Gate bear witness that something major happened, and a card game in which all living beings were used as bargaining chips was dispersed in the smoke.

Wujiu Temple was very busy, organizing martial arts debates, expelling poisons and treating diseases, burying the dead, resettling people, and rebuilding people's livelihood. Among them, Xue Mu led Liumen and worked with the local government to make a lot of efforts, and Xiao Qingwu even more Spending time helping out in the former epidemic area every day, it can be said that since the incident ended, Xue Mu has not seen this girl three times in total.

The most important thing is that no matter how busy Wujiu Temple is, they have not forgotten the monks of the Guangsect. The world has announced that they have detailed the Xinyi Sect's conspiracy in Luzhou. The evidence is very solid one by one, and there are other righteous sects to prove it. As soon as it came out, the world was in an uproar.

It's just a bad reputation. What makes the people of Xinyi Sect vomit blood the most is that the news of Xinyi Sect's loss of troops and generals was spread all over the world by some person who has killed a thousand swords and compiled a few limericks:

"Kou's movements are as fierce as a tiger's, and the juniors are sent to the ground in a row. The chain sword array is scary to death. It turns out that the strength is less than five."

"The master of mind is so sharp, he marches thousands of miles with his head held high. Who would have thought that if you get a fart in front of you, you will be seven if you die as soon as you enter the Tao."

The Xinyi Sect members were trembling with anger, but the whole world was overjoyed. After being exposed to this doggerel, the Xinyi Sect not only gained notoriety, but also became a laughing stock. Within a few days, even a three-year-old child could read a few sentences, just like an enlightenment book.

Not only was he the butt of a joke, he also exposed the fact that he had lost troops and generals, attracting countless green eyes to stare at Yizhou.

Those who have entered the Dao are not cabbages. They are leaders in most sects. Even the top sects such as Xinyi Sect are absolute top-level backbones. There are only about ten people on the books, plus the hidden older generation who do not show their heads. Definitely no more than twenty in total, maybe no more than fifteen. Seven people died in this death. Not to mention the sharp drop in the book strength, the potential strength of many formations and the like was greatly damaged. Many formations were missing their cores, and the effect of replacing them with lower-level masters would be too far behind. The heads of each hall have also been weakened by one level. This has a profound impact on a large sect that cannot be shown in the books. I am afraid it will take several years to calm down.

Will anyone give you a reprieve for a few years?

The World-Suppressing Cauldron is a place that only powerful sects can live in. How many people are thinking about it.

The limerick was of course written by Xue Mu. It's not like he hasn't thought about his personal plot, but there are too many people who know about it, so it's useless to hide it. It's better to give it a boost and sit back and watch the clouds rise. He even used the Xingluo Formation for these limericks. Before Pan Kou's people returned, the limericks had reached Yizhou.

A few days later, outside the gate of Xinyizong Mountain, a stream of light shot from the sky.

Seeing the mountain gate of his house in the distance, the anxiety in Pan Kouzhi's eyes eased slightly. No matter how unstable it was outside, as long as the chassis was still there, there was a chance to come back. And his mountain gate formation also made him feel a lot more at ease, otherwise he would always feel like Xue Qingqiu was hanging behind him.

When he was closest to the mountain gate formation, when his speed slowed down and he was at his least vigilant, a dagger quietly sank into Pan Kouzhi's vest.

"Bang!" After all, Pan Kouzhi was a strong man in the cave. He finally rallied his strength and blasted the attacker far away. He knocked away the dagger stuck in his vest and stumbled into the mountain gate: "Yingyi, you... Maggots in the gutter, I remember them!"

Shadow Wing's Jie Jie laughter came from the shadow in the distance: "Take care of yourself first to see if you can survive the internal contingency with this injury. Don't die at the hands of your own sect first. The mountains are high and the rivers are long. We will meet again when we are destined."

Pan Kouzhi stumbled into the Xinyitang Hall on the top of the mountain. He met a group of elders who seemed to be having a meeting. When they saw him coming, they were all silent, and everyone looked very strange.

Pan Kouzhi immediately remembered Yingyi's provocation, his heart skipped a beat, and he said coldly: "Victory or defeat is uncertain, what's your expression? Do you really think that I am injured? Isn't it a mistake?"

The elders were still silent and handed over a piece of paper for a while.

Pan Kouzhi took it and looked at it strangely. There were two limericks on it.

As he watched, his hands, which could carve out mountains and seas, began to tremble slightly. Suddenly, he let out a wild cry of "ah", spurted out a mouthful of blood on his back, and fell straight up to the sky.

A strong man of the generation who could still hold on after suffering all kinds of serious injuries, almost died of anger in front of just a few words, and lay on the ground still angry.

The elders felt the same way. It's just humiliation. This is not just ordinary humiliation, but digging up the roots. This kind of simple, interesting and catchy thing is the easiest to spread. Don’t you see that all the children are reading it and playing with it now? Maybe a hundred years from now these two messy things will still be around in the world. Even if the Xinyi Sect is still there at that time, it’s hard to say what kind of development it will have... Who wants to be in a place where people joke about it every day? What a broken sect...

The pen can kill, just as well as the sword. This is the first time they have realized this.

They finally understood Xue Mu's difficulty. I don’t know how many people were regretting it. They knew it when the time was set and no one took it seriously for framing Xue Mu. Looking back at this moment, if it had been framed by someone else, Xue Mu might not be provoked to break the situation, let alone something so disgusting. Fight back...

It was useless to regret at this time. An elder with a white beard sighed: "No matter what, we can't mess up our situation for the time being. Let Kou Zhi heal his injuries first, and we will discuss the rest later."

The elder who spoke was quite knowledgeable, but looking at the faces of most people, it was obvious that there were more people who wanted to take advantage of the chaos and seize power.

Internal and external troubles don't matter, the foundation is still there, the World Zhending Cauldron is still there, it will not be worse than the Xingyue Sect back then. Back then, Xue Qingqiu, a little girl, could survive and lead Xingyue to rise. These grown men also thought why they couldn't be the leader of ZTE?

Civil strife within the Xinyi Sect is almost inevitable.

It’s not just the Xinyi Sect that’s tragic.

At almost the same time, Xie Changsheng plunged into the Liudan River, planning to hide in a secret realm to heal his injuries.

The illusory formation outside the secret realm remained the same, and everything was as usual. Xie Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief, endured a splitting headache, and stepped onto the entrance magic formation.

At this moment, something unexpected happened. The simple magic circle that had entered the secret realm directly after stepping into it suddenly began to spin violently. The wails of thousands of souls resounded in his ears. Xie Changsheng bleeded from all his orifices, and fell down into the river with a sudden death. And died.

Xie Changsheng thought he had escaped Wei Ye's terror, but he didn't know until his death that he would still die in the magic circle that Wei Ye had tampered with, and the cause and effect would eventually be repaid.