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After Deng Tong left a few words, he walked away briskly, leaving Miao Chunxiu standing in the distance in doubt. Although she still couldn't believe that the two people Zhao and Qin mentioned by Deng Tong would be so powerful, but in recent years in Shaoyun, everyone from the court to the people had complained, and they were no longer as respectful to his Zhu Xuan faction as before.

If it was said that Lord Shao Yun wanted to find another person to rely on, even if Miao Chunxiu didn't want to doubt it, she would have believed it to about 70% in her heart.

He thought to himself that something was not right, turned around and walked out of the house, then quickly walked back into the house, quickly wrote a secret letter, and then sent the letter away to tell the elders in the sect about the matter.

As for what countermeasures to take in the future, that is not something that he, a disciple, needs to consider.

Marquis Leling had many friends. After he entered the capital, he was visited by many people, which made him very busy and he had no time to spare.

That day, he hurriedly sent someone to pass on the message, and with an invitation in hand, he hurried to find Master Zhao Yu and his apprentice.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw Zhao Yu and Qin Yuke sitting opposite each other, both wearing light-colored clothes and with their hair tied up in a bun. Even though he saw that Leling Hou had a solemn expression, his expression did not change at all. He just casually asked, "Leling Hou, you came here in a hurry. Is there something important?"

"I dare not." Leling Hou raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Ever since he saw Zhao Yu's ability that day, he no longer had any doubts about the man in front of him. He immediately handed over the invitation and said, "It is actually Elder Luo from the Zhuxuan Sect who will be preaching in Huaijing. He said that anyone who practices Taoism in the capital can go and listen. This morning, a Taoist priest from the Zhuxuan Sect distributed invitations. This is the invitation from the two Taoist priests. I wonder what you two mean?"

Long before entering the capital, Zhao Yu had anticipated that the Zhu Xuan sect would not be easy to deal with. Now, the so-called preaching and teaching of the Dharma may be a sign that the Shao Yun country has the intention of joining another master, so they want to summon the monks in the country, one to intimidate others, and the other to promote themselves. Judging from this approach alone, the Zhu Xuan sect can be considered upright.

As a disciple, Qin Yuke followed Zhao Yu's instructions on all matters. Seeing Zhao Yu holding the invitation, she couldn't help but cast a questioning look and asked, "What does Master mean?"

Zhao Yu chuckled, leaned back slightly, put his hands on the table, and said, "In this case, let's go and take a look at his Zhu Xuan School's foundation."

He was calm and relaxed, without any hesitation.

From then on, Marquis Leling felt relieved. He bowed and took his leave, and sent someone to deliver the news to the Taoist temple set up by the Zhu Xuan faction in Huaijing.

Two days later, the sky was clear and the breeze was gentle.

The Qionghua Temple of the Zhu Xuan sect was located on the Baili Mountain outside the city. In preparation for this hasty Dharma Assembly, many civilians were conscripted to decorate the mountaintop temple with golden light all over the ground and colorful curtains fluttering. The disciples of the sect who walked here were also wearing scarlet clothes and jeweled hair crowns, looking clear-minded and full of energy, not like ordinary people.

Although the monks were preaching, there were quite a few princes and nobles here today. However, these secular people did not sit with the monks, but were seated elsewhere. Zhao Yu and his apprentice said goodbye to Leling Hou and followed a pretty woman to sit under the apricot-yellow curtain. There were quite a few monks here, some were independent cultivators, and some were from sects. The latter were well-dressed and paid attention to their clothes and grooming, while independent cultivators were more casual and dressed in all kinds of strange ways. Next to Zhao Yu and the other man sat a hunchbacked old man with a very wide forehead, like a bulge, and his eyes protruded forward, looking extremely ugly. Seeing that Zhao and Qin were both outstanding and did not look like independent cultivators, this man felt a bit of jealousy in his heart. He muttered something in secret and turned his head away again.

Seeing that this man was only at the foundation-building stage, Zhao Yu would not bother to argue with him. She just spread her spiritual sense out and looked at everyone present. Seeing that the Zhu Xuan Sect did not distinguish between people with different levels of cultivation, but only gathered together the princes and nobles who had joined the sect, she knew that this was the first show of power.

As expected, before Zhao Yu could make a move, someone in front had already started making a commotion. When she looked closely, she saw the man in a purple robe and a golden crown, with an arrogant look. His cultivation was also unique among the many foundation-building and Qi-training practitioners, and he had apparently reached the Yuan-Condensing realm. At this moment, he was very dissatisfied with the arrangement of the Zhu Xuan faction, and he kicked over the table and shouted at the disciples in front of him.

"Who is acting so arrogantly here?"

There was an angry shout, and everyone in the room looked forward. The purple-robed man paused. A Taoist nun with sharp eyes and a face of thirty came forward. He knew that she was the person in charge of this ceremony. He frowned and said, "Isn't it because your sect's arrangement is too chaotic? I am a Nascent Soul cultivator, how can I sit at the same table with a Foundation Establishment cultivator? Hurry up and change someone!"

The Taoist nun ignored him and looked down at the mess on the ground. She glanced at the red-faced disciple beside her and snorted coldly, "Today is the elders' meeting of my sect, and you cannot speak nonsense here!"

After saying that, he let out a loud shout, and raised his hand to slap the monk in front of him to the ground. Blood splattered everywhere, and there were screams everywhere. Looking at the fate of the purple-robed man, his bones and muscles were broken, and he was crushed to the ground like meat paste!

Everyone came here to listen to the lecture, and although they thought that the Zhu Xuan Sect would take the opportunity to show off their power, they did not expect that someone had been beaten to death before the Dharma Assembly even started. Under this circumstance, they also had a new understanding of the Zhu Xuan Sect's arrogance. Now it was not important to listen to the lecture or not, the most important thing was how to save their own lives.

Seeing the purple-robed man dead on the spot, several monks stood up tremblingly and wanted to leave. The Taoist nun sneered at this, waved her sleeves and dropped the curtain, sneering: "I advise you fellow Taoists to sit down. Elder Luo of my sect is a True Infant monk. It will be of great benefit to you to listen to him for a few days."

While they were talking, a few disciples came forward to collect the body of the man in purple robe, and then handed it over to the princes and nobles behind him. This caused a lot of panic, but we will not talk about it for now.

Seeing that the Taoist nun had already returned to the level of He, Zhao Yu guessed that the Elder Luo she mentioned was most likely in the True Infant Realm. Now that he heard her explain it, he was not too surprised. He was just wondering whether there were any externalized cultivators in the Zhu Xuan Sect. Regardless of whether there were or not, a sect with several True Infant cultivators had fallen to the outside of Beiyun Continent. He wondered what the situation was like inside Beiyun Continent.

Following the precedent of the man in purple robe, the rest of the people did not dare to cause trouble again. The Taoist nun looked around, nodded with satisfaction, turned around and walked out of the tent.

But just after lifting the curtain and taking a few steps, he felt a weight on his body. He looked up and saw a huge hand descending from the sky, trying to grab him! (End of this chapter)