In the Heavens

Bid farewell to the majestic Mount Tai and come to the cloud-shrouded Laoshan. Like many Huashan disciples, Li Mu also saw the sea for the first time in his life after coming to this world.

Before he had time to appreciate the charm of the sea, Li Mu hurriedly embarked on a journey of visiting Taoism. Ever since Shaolin besieged Heimuya, he knew that his time in Qilu Land was running out.

It has been more than a year since we set off to the present, and everyone has long been tired of this turbulent life, and it is time to return to Guanzhong.

"Haifeng Tianzhu, Daogu Xianfeng, taught by the Zongtian."

It's a pity that high-level people are not often found. Abandoning glory and meditation and self-cultivation can only be regarded as the first step. If you want to achieve something, you need not only great perseverance, but also great wisdom.

Looking at the Taiqing Palace that was reduced to ashes, Li Mu sighed. Sure enough, the phrase "There is no such thing as good or bad luck, only people recruit themselves".

Along the way, he has seen too many temples reduced to ashes, but very few Taoist temples have been robbed. These very few unlucky ones all have one thing in common—rich.

In a sense, the Devil's Cult has truly "robbed the rich" in this wave, but it's a pity that the harvested property was not used to "help the poor", otherwise it would still be named "Grand Thief".

But if they all became "Grand Thief", the Demon Cult would no longer be the Demon Cult. Although it is biased to divide good and evil across the board, it is not enough to just open your eyes and talk nonsense.

I just finished a discussion, and I didn't gain much, but I met a lot of people who came to ask for help, which made Li Mu a little speechless.

People can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes. Although they are reluctant to help when they are busy, they still have to help. Fortunately, there is no need for Li Mu to act personally, as long as the matter is left to the Laoshan faction.

Local snakes don't need it for nothing, friendship itself is developed slowly in helping each other.

...

"Young master, just received the news that Shaolin broke through Heimuya. Except for a small number of high-level executives who fled, the Demon Cult was almost wiped out."

Hearing this news, Li Mu sprayed the tea out of his mouth.

Is it because the Sun Moon God Sect is too useless, or is the Shaolin monk too powerful to break through Heimuya so quickly?

"What else did you find out?"

Li Mu asked.

He didn't believe that the Black Wood Cliff, which the Sun Moon God Religion worked so hard to manage, was like paper, and could be broken with a light poke from the outside. There must be a story behind this.

"There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that someone in the Demon Cult was inspired by Buddhists, Dharma monks, and at a critical moment turned to the light and stabbed the Demon Cult.

It's just that the Shaolin Temple is very well hidden, and those of us who infiltrate it can't get in touch with the core, and these gossips haven't been confirmed yet. "

Yang Qinghua explained calmly.

It was great to receive the news so quickly. If you want to verify the authenticity, I am afraid that Jin Yiwei, who is a professional, can't handle it.

In fact, most of the intelligence networks of the martial arts factions learned from Jin Yiwei. It's just that how much you have learned is yet to be considered.

After thinking for a while, Li Mu ordered decisively: "Send down the order, let the disciples pack their bags, and we are going to return to Guanzhong."

When they came, they came empty-handed, but when they returned, they came back with big carts and small carts. Suppressing the Demon Cult is not only killing people, but also making money.

In a sense, the factions of the Righteous Path have just begun to allow the Demon Cult to plunder the Quartet, and there is no lack of intentions to pick peaches afterwards.

It's a pity that people can learn. After so many battles between good and evil, the people in the devil's religion have become smarter, and they no longer foolishly carry treasures with them.

After fishing enough, many people simply find a lump and drill into it, and then come out after the limelight passes.

Those who live outside are either mentally ill or greedy, and only a small part of them are truly involuntary.

Not to mention this time, the emperor picked the peaches and took away the biggest spoils. Whether the next wave of war between good and evil will be fought is still unknown.

At least judging from the current situation, the Sun Moon God Sect has basically been abolished. The next step is to see if they have the halo of the protagonist, otherwise they want to come back under the suppression of the righteous factions-difficult!

...

Binh Dinh

Looking at the billowing smoke on Heimuya, Ren Woxing sneered, with a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.

Panting at the side, Xiang Wentian asked eagerly, "Elder, where are we going now?"

Suddenly being betrayed by a traitor caused the Sun Moon God Sect's defense system to collapse, and it was already a miracle to be able to escape from the Black Wood Cliff.

But this is only the beginning of the disaster, and then they will face the endless pursuit of the righteous way, so it can be said that the future is bleak.

Only a loud "boom" was heard from the sky, and the earth trembled.

"The ground moved!"

Some congregation exclaimed. The already decadent crowd became even more frightened.

I saw Ren Woxing laughing, pointing in the direction of Heimuya and roaring wildly: "Don't panic, this is not an earthquake.

It is just the last great gift left by the leader of Dugu to all the righteous sects. It's a pity that Wudang and Huashan escaped, otherwise..."

Xiang Wentian asked in disbelief: "Elder, when did this happen?"

It's no problem to count the Allied Forces of the Righteous Path, but it's clear that even his own people are counted together. If it wasn't for him and others running fast enough, I'm afraid he would be cool now.

Martial arts masters are not gods. Faced with an explosion of this level, even a natural master may not be able to escape.

Ren Woxing shook his head: "I don't know very well, it was probably when the war between good and evil was launched. At that time, the main rudder came out in full force, leaving only a few cronies of the leader to guard.

It is only at that time that you want to bring a large amount of gunpowder up there and hide it from everyone's eyes and ears. "

Seeming to have thought of something again, Ren Woxing exclaimed: "No, the explosion just now was definitely not caused by some ordinary gunpowder.

The imperial court..."

At the mention of "impossible", Ren Woxing went crazy, chanting "impossible" and "impossible"...

It is common for the demon sect to plot against one's own people, but Ren Woxing never dreamed that the leader of his family was actually a member of the imperial court.

Unlike Zhengdao, the Sun Moon God Sect has only one method to identify loyalty—voting a certificate. But all congregants with a bit of status have received the nomination certificate.

Not to mention the leader. Not only do they want to take the heads of the big bosses of the righteous way to show that there is no balance between good and evil;

Dugu Qingyun is a ruthless person who has been at the top of the most wanted list of the Six Doors for more than ten years. There are not a few civil and military officials who have died in his hands. He dared to move even people from Kong Sheng's family.

Such a ruthless person who is at odds with the imperial court is actually a member of the imperial court. This result is too subversive.

But the fact is before our eyes, only the imperial court can create such a powerful explosion.

In Jianghu, even the Shenhuotang, which is the best at playing with gunpowder, would never be able to create such a big scene.

...

black wood cliff

After a loud noise, the mountain collapsed. Countless martial arts masters were either buried alive or blown to the sky.

It's okay to die directly, but the worst thing is to wake up from a coma and suddenly find that your arms and legs are missing.

Before he could figure out what was going on, there were bursts of sharp pain from his body, and he could only passively let out howling like ghosts and wolves.

Immediately afterwards, he began to foam at the mouth and tremble all over, completely unable to survive or die.

"There is poison in the smoke!"

I don't know which hero it was, who proved this with his own life, and those in the rivers and lakes who were lucky enough to escape the catastrophe held their breaths.

Immediately afterwards, he quickly performed his lightness kung fu and ran back. save people? At times like this, take care of yourself first!

Order is no order. The celebration banquet was still held just now. Who knew that such a change would happen?

At the foot of the Black Wood Cliff, more than a hundred monks gathered together, looking at the dying Abbot Yuan Cong on the ground, many of them could not help but shed tears of sadness.

This wave of Shaolin Temple was really pitted too badly. Those who participated in this battle, even if they were not directly descended from Shaolin Temple, were from martial arts forces close to Shaolin.

However, after the loud noise just now, so many martial arts forces of the Lin family were severely injured.

If it was a heavy loss in a frontal fight, then that's all. Sooner or later, there will be such a day in the chaos, and everyone is prepared for it.

But this time is different, Zhengdao has already won a big victory, but because of the devil's tricks, it caused everyone's vitality to be seriously injured, it is really aggrieved.

Although Shaolin Temple also suffered heavy losses, as the organizer of this event, Shaolin Temple still needs to give everyone an explanation.

Stopping everyone from wanting to take action to help heal the wound, Abbot Yuan Cong said slowly: "This incident is entirely at my fault. If I hadn't violated greed, hatred, and ignorance, I would never have suffered today's disaster.

After I die, Fangzheng will inherit the position of abbot. I hope you learn from today's lessons and don't make the same mistakes again.

Because of my fault, it is really wrong to implicate my comrades in the rivers and lakes. In the future disputes between the rivers and lakes, if you can let me wait, please bear with me for now!

As a last resort, don't go to war with the big forces in the world, Shaolin can't stand the toss anymore.

Send a letter to the Wudang and Huashan factions, telling them to be careful of the court's calculations. If they want to clean up the martial arts world now, it will be their turn next.

After I die, all my sins will be on my body. Incinerate my body on the spot, and let me go down to make amends to all my comrades who died! "

When a person is about to die, his words are also kind.

At this moment, Abbot Yuan Cong has got rid of the shackles of fame and fortune, has fully realized, returned to his true self, and has become a real eminent monk.

Abbot Yuan Cong closed his eyes amidst all the monks shouting "Amitabha", but the guilt on his face could not go away for a long time.

The death of the abbot does not mean the matter is over. Such a big mess left at the scene is still waiting for Shaolin to clean up.

Regardless of holding the succession ceremony, Fangzheng had no choice but to perform the duties of the abbot first.

On the one hand, he organized people to rescue the dying and heal the wounded, and appease the forces of all parties; on the other hand, he kept writing letters to various factions of the righteous way, telling everything about Shaolin, and winning sympathy from all parties.

If you don't ask everyone to lend a helping hand, at least you can't let the factions get into trouble. In order to achieve his goal, Fang Zheng could only exaggerate the threat of the court as much as possible.

Whether it will be effective or not, Fang Zheng has no idea at all. Buddhism pays attention to cause and effect, the bitter fruit swallowed by Shaolin Temple today is the evil cause planted in the past.

In the past years, Shaolin Temple has offended too many people. Not to mention the old ones, time can dilute all hatred.

But the grievances that have been forged in recent years are not so easy to understand. If it is not handled properly, Shaolin Temple may even be overthrown.

If there were not too many people offended, according to Shaolin Temple's past style, the most common way to do it is to close the mountain and close the door after a big mess has been made.

After the limelight has passed, and then reopen the mountain gate, it will still be Taishan Beidou in the martial arts. Relying on the word "Dun", Shaolin Temple avoided countless troubles.

It is a pity that it is not possible now, if Shaolin Temple dares to do so. The many martial arts forces participating in this operation must fry the pot immediately.

When it comes to everyone's life and death, Shaolin's little face cannot be settled. Even the most loyal little brother can't allow them to back down now.

The competition in the rivers and lakes is cruel. Once you show decadence, you will immediately face the siege of wolves.

With the Shaolin boss at the front, at least it can deter most wolves, tigers and leopards in the rivers and lakes, and buy time for everyone to recover their strength.

If one's own people do not agree, the enemy will even less agree. The more this kind of time, the more Shaolin Temple has to show its strong side to the outside world.

As long as there is any sign of decadence, the enemy will swarm and devour them.

Abbot Yuan Cong asked them to write letters to the Wudang and Huashan factions, in addition to reminding the two factions to be careful of the imperial court, the more important thing was to make them beware.

Only by making the two factions feel the threat of the imperial court can they suppress their hatred and not provoke infighting in the right way at this time.