The light of the sword is like the moon reflecting on Kyushu

Chapter 1884 Good luck all the way

Monk Panlong was speeding through the mountains when he suddenly felt danger approaching from behind. He immediately dodged to the side like a frightened bird, hid behind an ancient tree, and looked out!

As a result, nothing was found, and there was no sign of anything unusual in the entire forest.

The mountain is still the same mountain, and the forest is still the same forest.

He couldn't help but frown, thinking: Am I hallucinating? This shouldn't be the case.

He frowned, and after a moment, seeing that there was still no movement outside, he breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to leave!

As soon as I came out from behind the tree, I was immediately startled!

He was really frightened, and his whole body jumped! At that moment, he felt that his heart was about to jump out of his chest!

It was dusk, the moon and stars were in the sky, and a man in white was standing with his hands behind his back. At this moment, Yue Zhiyuan was standing right in front of him!

It seemed as if she had been waiting for him here since eternity!

The ancient tree that the two of them had surrounded just now happened to block his view, and he simply didn't notice Feng Jiuxiao!

Monk Panlong pointed at Feng Jiuxiao's nose and said in a trembling voice: "Are you a human or a ghost? How did you follow me here?"

Feng Jiuxiao said lightly: "You run quite fast, huh?" This "ah" revealed endless chill!

"I...you...please spare me!" Monk Panlong suddenly knelt down and kowtowed!

"Where is the antidote?" Feng Jiuxiao looked down at him with a frosty face!

This monk is still playing tricks on me, what a shame! Feng Jiuxiao looked coldly at the kneeling monk, with a huge rage accumulated in his chest!

"The antidote... the antidote is in the Patriarch's Hall..."

Snapped!

A crisp sound was particularly loud in this silent valley!

Monk Panlong had lost a few of his remaining teeth. His mouth was full of blood and he looked terrified. “You…you…”

Feng Jiuxiao had a cold face: "Since you are in the Patriarch's Hall, then why did you run here? Didn't I ask you to get the antidote?" His voice became lower and lower, but his murderous intent became more and more obvious!

"I……"

"Where is the antidote? I'll ask you again!"

"That place... that place is quite secret... young man, shall I take you there?"

Feng Jiuxiao has completely given up!

Monk Panlong suddenly saw the white-robed boy's eyes flash with a strange light in the night, and then he felt a blackness in front of his eyes. He seemed to float into a bizarre time tunnel. He felt that the world was reversed and the stars were flying. He was gliding at high speed in the colorful tunnel. He didn't know where he was going or how long it would take. He vaguely heard a voice saying, "What a jerk. What a waste of time!"

After an unknown amount of time, Panlong felt as if he had traveled through 30,000 miles of galaxies. Then, the world came to a complete standstill. Panlong looked around and found himself in an endless wilderness and endless darkness! At that moment, he felt that the world was desolate and he was the only one left in the world. Endless loneliness instantly enveloped him!

Suddenly, a beam of light descended from the sky, illuminating a lone figure on the earth!

Panlong suddenly discovered that there was actually another person in this world, and he immediately became excited! Who could that person be?

The lonely figure came closer and closer, and suddenly appeared in front of him!

Panlong was shocked, that person turned out to be his master Solang!

"Panlong, kneel down!" Suolang's voice echoed in the sky like thunder!

Monk Panlong knelt down immediately!

"Master, why are you here?"

"Shut up! I ask, you answer!"

"Yes..." Panlong thought to himself: Master doesn't seem very happy!

"How long have you been here?"

"Three years!"

"What is the main task I gave you?"

Panlong couldn't guess what his master was thinking, so he could only say seriously: "Collect intelligence on the military, government, economy and other aspects of the major dynasties, and send it back to the Galan Temple in a timely manner!"

"Let me ask you, why did you poison the wells in Wenchuan City to make those men infertile?"

Panlong thought: Haven't you asked this question before? Are you in a bad mood this time and want to pick a fight with me again?

Thinking of this, he became more cautious and replied, "This way, my disciples can collect more funds by treating patients!"

"What a jerk! Don't you get any funding every year?"

"Give it."

"Isn't that enough?"

"Only fifty thousand taels a year, that's not enough!"

"Have you been eating dragon liver and phoenix gall every day? Or have you been visiting cellars and casinos? Isn't fifty thousand taels enough?"

"Master! It costs money to get information! Some social skills need to be managed! In addition, through treating illnesses, I have obtained a lot of leverage over others, and developed those women into my subordinates. Their husbands are all kinds of people, and I can get a lot of valuable information through these women!"

"Oh? Not bad! Not bad! So how much money have you made from selling drugs now?"

"This one……"

Suolan frowned and said, "Why? Are you afraid that I, your master, will take your disciple's money and run away?"

"No no no..."

"Then why are you hesitating?"

"No, no, I'm just trying to remember how much I have. As of now, I have about 1,234,700 taels!"

"Where is the money? Is it safe? Will it be stolen by others?"

"No, I'm hiding in the pagoda forest, buried under the pagoda."

"Have you been practicing the dual cultivation method recently?"

"Yes, Master!"

"What about them?" the fake Suolang asked again. He didn't know the relationship between those monks and Panlong, so he just said "What about them" in a general way.

"Them? Master, are you talking about the spies I recruited?"

The fake Suolang, Feng Jiuxiao, thought to himself: Damn, I didn't expect those monks were all fake! He immediately said in Suolang's tone: "Yes."

Panlong laughed and said, "They all know how to practice dual cultivation!"

"What? They all know the method of dual cultivation? Dual cultivation is the secret of our Tantric Buddhism. How dare you spread it to others?"

Panlong was so frightened that he knocked his head to the ground and shouted, "Master, Master, this is what Sangji taught!" He closed his eyes tightly, waiting for the thunder and fire from his master!

Unexpectedly, the "Master" did not take action!

"Where is the antidote for infertility?"

Panlong frowned and thought: Hmm? Why is Master asking this?

"Master" saw through his little doubt at a glance and said angrily: "What do you mean by frowning? What? If I ask you a question, you don't want to answer it, right?"

Panlong immediately realized that his master was deliberately testing him, just to see if he could tell the truth!

He immediately replied: "Disciple dare not! I will definitely tell you everything I know! The antidote is in the Patriarch's Hall!"

"The Patriarch's Hall is huge, where exactly is it?"

"Inside the belly of the Sakyamuni Buddha statue. There is a secret door behind the statue that can be opened."

"There are so many wells in Wenchuan City. Is your antidote enough?"

"That's enough! Just put five pills in a well and that's enough! The drug I put in there actually only makes those men have weak sperm. As long as they pay attention to their diet, don't eat meat or drink alcohol, and don't stay up all night for three to five months, they can still get pregnant!"

The fake Solang's mouth twitched, and he wished he could kill the lewd monk with one palm immediately!

He suppressed his anger and continued to ask questions: "There is no other medicine in the Buddha statue's stomach, right? Is there any infertility medicine?" He asked this question to eliminate the risk of taking the wrong medicine!

"No, there is only one medicine in it, which is the antidote for infertility."

"Isn't that secret door locked? What if someone finds out and steals it?"

"Master, rest assured! I have already taken precautions! There is a lock on the secret door with a nine-square grid, which represents nine Chinese characters. You need to press three of them correctly each time for the secret door to open. If you press the wrong order, it won't open!"

"Oh? A mechanical lock? You came up with that?"

"No, this is a blueprint that we bought from a strange man in the Central Plains at a high price, and then we found a master craftsman to make it!"

"Strange man? Mr. Chuanyue?"

"That's right! The master is really amazing! I went through so many twists and turns to hear about such a person!"

"What are the nine characters in the Jiugongge?"

"Wind, cloud, thunder, lightning, gold, wood, water, fire, earth!"

"Which three words can open it?"

"Gold! Water! Thunder!" "What's the latest news about the major dynasties?"

Panlong immediately perked up: "Master, I have heard a lot of news. First, the Song Dynasty has conquered the entire Shu Kingdom a few days ago, and the Shu Emperor was named King of Shu, and will go to the Song capital soon; second, the Song Dynasty is gathering troops, and the Song Emperor will lead the army in person to attack the Northern Han; third, the Li family of Xiazhou arrived in the Northern Han a few days ago and wanted to form an alliance with the Northern Han; fourth, the emperor of the Northern Han Dynasty has just changed, and it was replaced by Liu Miezhou, and I heard that he is a distant cousin of Liu Jiyuan!" In order to show off his achievements, he naturally had to say more.

"I have been in seclusion recently, and there are some things I haven't asked about yet. What's going on in Tubo?"

"Oh, Master, I heard there's a big commotion over here!"

"What kind of magic?"

"I heard that the Liugu tribe actually attacked our Zuosiluo tribe a few days ago!"

"The Liugu tribe rebelled? When did they become so bold? The Holy Lord was preparing to send troops to conquer them a few days ago!"

"I'm not sure about that, but I heard that after the two sides fought, the Liugu tribe withdrew, as if to test the reaction of the national teacher!"

"Good! I got a lot of information! I see you're in a hurry, where are you going?"

"Replying to Master, I am just about to return to the Tibetan Monastery to meet Master in person."

"Why are you meeting me?"

"I'm asking for your help!"

"What happened? You asked me for help?"

"Master, some uninvited guests came to Panlong Temple today, and they came to cause trouble! I guess they saw that the decoration of our Panlong Temple is too luxurious, so they want to take over our Panlong Temple!"

"How courageous!"

"Yes! Junior Brother Sangji actually betrayed us on the spot and told us all the secrets of the temple!"

The fake Suolan's mouth twitched! He was really good at passing the blame!

He said coldly: "Humph! Does this kid Sangji want to die?! Who are those uninvited guests?"

Panlong said: "I didn't ask their names, but their features are easy to recognize. I guess Master may be able to identify them!"

The fake Solang said, "Tell me their characteristics. Do I know them?"

Panlong said: "There is a young man in white clothes with a long sword on his waist."

"Hmm? You call this a distinct feature?"

"Oh, he doesn't count, he doesn't count! There's a young man in black with two swords hanging from his waist!"

"Tsk! You? The world is so big that nothing is impossible! Looking at the entire martial arts world, there are countless young men in black clothes, and there are more than a hundred with two swords hanging from their waists. What do you call this characteristic?"

"There is also a blond man, this is obvious! He is from the Western Regions! The features of each of them may not be obvious when viewed individually, but they are definitely very conspicuous when walking together! Master, can't you make any connection?"

"Forget it. I can't remember it right now. Then you go back to Qinghai first. I'll be there soon."

"Yes!"

Feng Jiuxiao looked at the monk Panlong kneeling on the ground and thought: You yourself are not good enough in dual cultivation, and you let those bastards practice dual cultivation as well. Is there any cat in the world that would not touch the fish? Humph! They just give some drugs to ruin the reputation of women. What do they care about? If there are any clues, they will either bribe the corrupt officials with money or settle the plaintiff! If that doesn't work, they will kill them to silence them! What can't these beasts do? They deserve to die!

Feng Jiuxiao pointed his finger at Panlong’s brow in mid-air!

Panlong only felt a warm current flowing through his body, making him extremely comfortable!

Feng Jiuxiao has destroyed all his internal strength!

"Panlong, have a pleasant journey!"

Panlong immediately stood up and ran along the mountain road towards his destination.

He was like a walking corpse at this moment and had lost all his consciousness.

He only remembered one thing, that was he had to go to the Galan Temple!

From then on, a monk with a dull look and crazy behavior appeared in the world. He ran all the way to the northwest, without sleep or rest, regardless of wind or rain!

No matter there are thorns, shallows, flames, walls, or crowds ahead, he will run all the way! If he encounters a wall, he will rush through it even if his head breaks!

Not long after, a monk covered in blood and wounds appeared in front of the gate of Qinghai Galan Temple!

There was almost no intact skin on his body, his flesh and blood were all over the place, his clothes were torn to pieces, and his shoes were long gone, with even the white bones of his feet exposed!

The moment he stepped onto the white jade steps in front of the Galan Temple, he finally fell down!

According to disciples in the temple, the bloody man had actually died a long time ago!

It is said that the bloody man ran all the way from the border of Dashu to the Galan Temple!

It is said that the bloody man died of excessive blood loss soon after entering the territory of Tubo!

No one knows why a dead person could travel thousands of miles to the Galan Monastery!

Some people say that this is the "Three Thousand Miles Blood Letter" of the Demon Cult!

It can ensure that the dead people reach the destination accurately within a radius of thousands of miles!

The purpose is to warn and intimidate the other party, and it has even evolved into a "bloody corpse challenge", making it clear that he wants to fight to the death with the other party!

Of course, some people also say that this was not done by the evil cult!

Because there is no deep hatred between the Demon Cult and the Mahayana Maitreya Cult. The key is that the Demon Cult no longer exists!

Later, according to an authoritative person, this blood corpse was indeed a "challenge" from someone to the Holy Master of Tubo! This was a naked provocation to the Holy Master's authority!

But after the Holy Lord saw the bloody corpse, he frowned and thought for a long time, then just had the bloody corpse buried properly and said nothing more!

Of course, this is all for later.

Feng Jiuxiao dealt with Panlong and immediately returned to Sang Ji.

Seeing the young man in white walking back leisurely, Sang Ji immediately guessed that Panlong was in great danger!

Feng Jiuxiao asked: "Your name is Sang Ji?"

Sang Ji said: "Yes!"

"Who is your master?"

"Solang!"

"Solang? I have never seen this person! But I have seen Duba, Luosang and Sangye!"

"You...know them?"

"Of course! When I first met them, they were so enthusiastic towards me. There was also a Japanese guy named Matsushita Shiburo who was extremely enthusiastic. I got so excited that I lost control and ended up with three of them dying and one escaping!"

Sangji's face was filled with black lines!

What the hell is this called a warm hospitality? It's clearly a mockery of the uncle and his friends!

"I know that the one who ran back was Uncle Sangye."

Feng Jiuxiao said: "I heard that the Holy Lord is a man with unpredictable moods. I guess that although Sangjie was lucky enough to escape from my hands, he will most likely be killed by the Holy Lord in a rage! After all, desertion is shameful!"

Sang Ji said: "The Holy Lord did not make things difficult for Master Sangye back then, I know that. Master Sangye seems to be active in Northern Han now."

Feng Jiuxiao thought to himself: If the Holy Lord knew that your uncle Sangjie was actually my indentured slave, he would definitely skin Sangjie alive!

The only thing he cared about from Sangji was Sangjie's situation, so this piece of information was no longer valuable after Sangji revealed it!

But he felt uneasy about killing him rashly, so Feng Jiuxiao had to go through the usual procedure and ask about his guilt before taking action!

"How many women have you harmed?"

"I didn't do any harm!"

"You've never practiced the Dual Cultivation Method?"

"I've practiced!"

"So you mean that those women whose yin you took to replenish their yang are not victims, right?"

“Yes, they enjoyed it too…”

Snapped!

A loud slap!

There were five bright red fingerprint marks on Sangji's face!

"Fuck, I gave you face, right? Don't I know you? You all look ugly, how can those women be attracted to you? If you didn't use aphrodisiacs, would those women let you control them? Damn it! You deserve to die!"

"what?"

"The feng shui of Panlong Mountain is pretty good. You can stay here from now on. No need to thank me! Have a nice journey!" He flicked his sleeves, pointed in the air, and a wisp of wind shot into Sangji's eyebrows!

Sang Ji's eyebrows felt hot, and a warm current quickly flowed through his body! He didn't know that his internal strength had dissipated in an instant, and then the heat continued to circulate in his body, becoming colder and colder. Wherever it went, it was like an ice cone piercing the bones. In an instant, Sang Ji turned into an ice man!

Even if the sun came out and the chill on his body subsided, he would be unable to move!

Even if the earth ends and my flesh withers and my bones rot, I will never fall!

When Feng Jiuxiao returned to the Patriarch's Hall from the secret passage, he immediately saw Pang Shiwu and La Jiao rummaging around for something. Pang Shiwu even climbed up the beam to check one by one, while La Jiao was knocking on the bricks against the corners to see if there was any interlayer.

Feng Jiuxiao fumbled behind the statue of Tathagata Buddha for a few times and found the handle of the secret door. He opened the secret door and saw five Guanyin bottles neatly arranged inside.

I uncorked a bottle and looked inside, and sure enough, it was filled with pills!

Pang Shiwu was searching around on the beam when he suddenly felt some movement behind the Buddha statue. He immediately jumped off the beam and slowly walked behind the statue, but saw nothing!

Suddenly, he felt like someone was attacking him from behind, and was shocked. How could there be such a master in the Ancestral Hall?

Thank you Yudong for your strong support and encouragement!

Thanks to Fang Dongsheng for his strong support and encouragement!