Zongwu: I have no fault in Yang Guo, how can I change it?

Chapter 152
"Yang Zuoshi, Bat King, Wusanren, haven't seen each other for many years, but I still remember this old man."

"White-browed Eagle King" Yin Tianzheng laughed boldly, strode into the Great Light Hall, followed by about a hundred people in black robes, cold and stern Skyhawk disciples.

"Eagle King, I didn't expect you to come here at this time. I, Yang Xiao, am grateful. Please accept my worship."

Yang Xiao trembled, tried his best to stand up, and cupped his hands towards Yin Tianzheng.

"Hey~ Envoy Yang Zuo is being polite, why didn't you invite me, Yin, to come?"

Helping Yang Xiao up, Yin Tianzheng frowned when he saw the miserable appearance of the Mingjiao people, glanced at Zhong Yichun and the others, and asked in a solemn voice, "Yang Zuoshi, are they the ones who hurt everyone like this?"

Yang Xiao nodded, and said in a deep voice, "Their martial arts are not weak, and the Eagle King should be more careful."

"Ha ha!"

Laughing twice, Yin Tianzheng stared at Zhong Yichun and the others with his old but sharp eyes, "Yang Zuo envoy, don't worry, this old man is here today, the Eagle Sect is here, and I will definitely not let these four go on so rampant! "

Zhong Yichun was protecting Mu Yu'er, helping the seriously injured Li Wanqiu to heal, and ignored Yin Tianzheng.

On the other hand, Wu Yanxia, ​​who was arrogant and domineering by nature, snorted coldly, and said in a dark voice:
"When the ancient Buddha captures the boy who doesn't know what to do, you people, together, will not be the enemy of the ancient Buddha!"

Yin Tianzheng glanced at his drooping arm, narrowed his eyes, and said loudly, "I haven't asked you which expert you are."

When Wu Yanxia wanted to speak, Zhong Yichun, who was old again, pressed his shoulders, shook his head lightly, and said in a low voice, "Wait for the ancient Buddha to come back."

Wu Yanxia clenched her fists, a little upset, snorted coldly, and said nothing more.

Yin Tianzhengxue frowned slightly, and looked at Yang Xiao, "Are they all members of the White Lotus Sect?"

Yang Xiao nodded, his brows were furrowed tightly, Yin Tianzheng also felt that it was difficult.

In the past, the White Lotus Sect was a cult in the Great Song Dynasty. Not only the people in the Jianghu were resisting, but the imperial court was also suppressing it very strongly.

Even under such circumstances, the White Lotus Sect is like the grass that "wild fire never burns out, and the spring breeze blows again", popping up every once in a while.

But ever since the Song court turned a blind eye to the White Lotus Sect.

Sects all over the south of the Yangtze River were affected, and among them was the Tianying Sect whose head altar was in Anren County.

Looking at Wu Yanxia and the others, Yin Tianzheng frowned with snowy brows, as if he was thinking about something.

Yang Xiao suddenly saw a slender and very handsome man behind Yin Tianzheng, startled slightly, seemed to remember something, smiled, and jokingly said:

"This little brother from the Skyhawk Sect looks familiar."

The man coughed, "Yin Susu met Yang Zuoshi."

Yin Tianzheng stroked the beard under his chin, looked outside the door, and said in doubt, "Susu, why is your brother still in the future? Didn't he come with you just now?"

Yin Susu was slightly taken aback, "Brother just saw a magnificent beast, so he led a few people to chase after it."

"Oh... When did Mingjiao produce an extra beast?" Yin Tianzheng's tone was quite surprised.

Yang Xiao froze immediately and shook his head, "I've lived in Guangmingding for a long time, and I've never seen any strange beasts. I guess it was brought by Yang Guo, Young Master Yang or someone from the White Lotus Sect."

Yin Susu was very surprised, she had heard Yang Guo's name a lot recently.

bang——

Hearing the sound of fighting that was getting closer and closer to his ears, Yin Tianzheng was slightly taken aback, "Yang Zuoshi, is there anyone else in the church?"

Yang Xiao nodded, and was about to speak, when there was another loud bang, the whole Great Bright Hall shook non-stop, and sand and soil splashed.

Bang!
Bang! !

bang...

A series of loud noises, like thunder and explosions, were getting closer and closer, causing everyone in the shaking hall to panic.

Yang Xiao's expression changed in surprise, and he said hastily, "No, this place is going to collapse!"

"Let's go out first!"

bang——

There was another roar of angry thunder, the wall collapsed, sand and stones splashed, and an elderly monk rushed into the hall with gravel.

"let's go."

Blood flowed from the corner of Wang Gufo's mouth, with a dull face, he grabbed Mu Yu'er and Li Wanqiu's shoulders, and fled outside the Guangming Palace without hesitation.

Looking at Wang Gufo, who looked a bit sluggish, Wu Yanxia was shocked, and thought to himself, "Could it be possible for Gufo to lose? No, no, no, no, it's impossible. Gufo is Maitreya, a figure of immortal Buddha, and he will never lose. "

"Let's go."

Sensing the shaking of the Great Bright Hall, Yin Tianzheng yelled, and hastily called the Tianying Cultists to leave with the Ming Cultists.

After a while.

Looking at the collapsed Guangming Palace, everyone in the Ming Cult seemed to be bleeding from their hearts.

"Bu Dai Monk" could not help but wiped his reddish eyes, glanced around, and said in surprise, "No, Yang Shaoxia hasn't come out yet!"

When everyone in the Mingjiao heard the words, they were stunned on the spot, feeling uncomfortable.

"Cough cough..."

Coughing blood all the way, the pale Wang Gufo looked at the collapsed Guangming Palace with lingering fear, and when he came to the Mingjiao people, there seemed to be a golden light in his eyes.

"Yang Shaoxia unfortunately passed away, please allow me to chant sutras for him to see him off.

Wang Gufo sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and recited the "Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Heart Sutra".

Goose feathers and heavy snow fell to the world one after another. Wang Gu's Buddha clothes did not touch the snow, and his body glowed with a faint golden light, like a fairy like a Buddha.

The Mingjiao people couldn't figure out what he was thinking. Although they wanted to do something, it was obvious that he was chanting the scriptures so seriously, so they chose to stand on the sidelines.

Yin Tianzheng squinted his eyes, he felt something was wrong.

"Susu, go find your brother first, don't come here in a hurry."

Yin Susu is so clever, he immediately understood the meaning behind Yin Tianzheng's words.

"Father...I..."

Yin Tianzheng looked back at her with a grimace, "You also have to think about Wuji."

Yin Susu pursed her lips, gritted her silver teeth, and disappeared on the top of the mountain facing the wind and snow.

a while.

After chanting the Heart Sutra several times, Wang Gufo slowly stood up, looked at the extremely vigilant Mingjiao and Tianyingjiao people, and said slowly:
"I would like to invite you to come with me, what do you think?"

Yin Tianzheng's whole body was full of qi, his palms transformed into claws, and he said loudly, "Master's martial arts are superb, why should he be so difficult?"

"My Buddha is merciful. I still admire the Eagle King very much. It's just that I always distinguish between public and private, so I offended him."

Yin Tian didn't change his face, and remained calm, "Then please enlighten me, Master."

"Don't dare!"

A "dare not" fell.

Wang Gufo slapped the "Sun Moon Buddha Palm" casually, and when Yin Tian was tearing the "Sun Moon Buddha Palm" with his "Eagle Claw Skill", he quickly approached and fought close to each other.

Not twenty strokes out,
Yin Tianzheng frowned and stopped, cupping his fists, "Thank you, master, for your mercy. It's just that this old man doesn't like being twitchy like this, so please do your best."

With a golden light in Wang Gufo's eyes, he said calmly, "If that's the case, then...offend!"

"puff--"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Yin Tian was lying in the snow.

"Eagle King!"

"Master, Master!"

Everyone uttered their voices in unison, with worried expressions on their faces, and hurriedly helped Yin Tianzheng up.

At this moment, "Blue Winged Bat King" Wei Yixiao shuddered, his eyes widened, and he opened his mouth to bite someone.

"No, Bat King can't suppress the cold anymore."

Everyone hastily held down Wei Yixiao, and Yang Xiao channeled his internal energy to suppress the bone-chilling air of "Ice Cotton Palm".

Nearly a hundred Skyhawk disciples were heading towards Wang Gufo and the others, but they were stopped by a group of White Lotus disciples in white robes with lotus flowers embroidered on their cuffs.

"The disciple is late, please ask the ancient Buddha to punish him."

Wang Gufo clutched his chest, coughed twice, and helped the half-kneeling woman up.

"Honored Mother specially sent you to bring someone to help. This old monk is already very grateful. How can I punish you? Get up quickly."

The leading woman got up and saw that several people were all injured, especially when she saw that Gufo, the king who was revered as a god on weekdays, was also seriously injured, she was even more shocked.

"Gu Buddha, your injury..."

Wang Gufo coughed twice, and interrupted with a wave of his hand:

"Don't worry, it's important. Director Leng will take them back to the main altar of Nanzhou first, and I will take them to the branch altar of the Western Regions to heal their wounds."

"As ordered."

Leng Mingdong replied, walked in front of Mingjiao and Tianying Cultists with a blank face, and said coldly:
"Bring them all down the mountain. Anyone who resists or flees will have their limbs broken and their teeth pulled out."

"Yes."

There were as many as three to four hundred people led by Leng Mingdong, most of them were people from the western regions with deep eyes and high noses.

Hearing the painful wailing in his ears, Zhou Dian shuddered, "Hey, this bitch is really ruthless, she doesn't kill people, she tortures people."

Leng Mingdong moved his ears slightly, walked to Zhou Dian's side, took the golden iron chain around his waist, tied it directly around his neck, pulled it hard, and dragged him in the snow.

"Zhou Dian!"

"Hey, you are too vicious!"

Leng Mingdong's beautiful face was full of sneers, and his autumn eyes were full of murderous intent.

"If it's not useful to keep you, do you think you still have life?" Leng Mingdong said mockingly to the disciples of the White Lotus Sect beside him, "Look at them, one person is missing, and you know the consequences."

"Yes."

……

On the top of the light, everyone left one by one, gradually turning into death-like silence.

As the snowflakes continued to fall, those intricate footprints gradually disappeared. If it wasn't for the collapse of the Bright Palace, it would be as if nothing had happened.

I don't know when it was evening, the snow was getting smaller, but the snow was stained with a touch of red, like blood.

"Ugh-"

"Ugh..."

The mournful tweets kept ringing, and I couldn't help but feel sad when I heard them.

"Hey, are you dead?"

At the foot of the mountain, Yin Susu knelt down and stabbed a bloody man in the snow with the tail of the dagger.

The blood man didn't respond for a while.

"This guy is probably dead, let's go and leave him alone."

Yin Susu shook her head, turned her eyes, pulled out the dagger, reflected a ray of blood-like light on the eyes of the bloody man through the setting sun, and said, "If you are still awake, don't blame me for being ruthless."

While speaking, Yin Susu made a gesture to swing the dagger.

The blood man suddenly opened a pair of handsome phoenix eyes full of indifference and murderous intent, stretched out with one hand like a dragon sailing out of the sea with incomparable swiftness, and grabbed Yin Susu's throat in an instant.

"Bastard, let go of my sister!"

King Yinye, who was fiddling with the "black iron epee", widened his eyes, shouted violently, drew his sword and slashed out, and the sword rolled with frost and snow, bringing the cold wind howling

Clang——

The blood man stretched out his sword fingers to meet the sword's edge, bursting out with zhenqi, snapped the long sword, pulled Yin Yewang's forearm with his backhand, and grabbed his neck with his palm.

Everything was done in a blink of an eye, and by the time Yin Yewang realized it, life and death were beyond his control.

"Ahem... who are you two?"

Coughing out a mouthful of blood, Yang Guo casually threw the two of them together, gently pressing his head that seemed to be splitting, his sharp sword eyebrows curled into a ball, his expression painful.

His arm was pulled and dislocated, King Yinye gasped in pain, looking at the swaying Yang Guo, his eyes became more and more unfriendly.

"Cough cough..."

Yang Guo's brows were frowned tightly, a suction force from his palm sucked the "Black Iron Epee" in his hand, he immediately supported his body with the sword, stared at the two, half-closed his eyes, a cold glow appeared between his fingers.

"Ask again, who are you two!"

King Yinye whistled suddenly.

An eagle cry resounded through the sky.

A big eagle about five or six feet long with its wings outstretched flew towards Yang Guo, its sharp beak shone coldly, making one's heart palpitate.

Yang Guo casually slashed the eagle with his sword finger, easily wounded the eagle, grabbed the eagle's wings with one hand, grabbed it like a chicken.

Looking at the big eagle in his hand, Yang Guo moved his aching head and thought for a while, and asked, "Eagle...you were taught by Tianying? How is the situation above now?"

"You are Yang Guo, right?"

Hearing her calling out his name, Yang Guo was a little surprised, he had never met the two before, but he didn't expect them to know him.

"It's Yang, the two are..."

"I'm Yin Susu, he is my elder brother Yin Yewang."

Yang Guo nodded, thought for a while, and remembered something.

"I don't know where the White-browed Eagle King is right now? So what's going on with the Mingjiao?"

Yin Susu's eyes were slightly red, she said slowly, just talking, she saw Yang Guo fell straight, she was shocked.

"Brother, what should I do now?"

Yin Yewang's eyes were full of chills, he looked at his dislocated arm, "This kid is so vicious, he is not a good bird, let's leave him alone, let's go."

Yin Susu rolled her eyes and thought, "Brother, have you forgotten your identity as a member of the Devil's Cult?"

"Brother, according to the recent rumors in the Jianghu, this Yang Shaoxia is also a man of unruly behavior, maybe he can be dragged into our Tianying Sect."

"He wants to join. I don't have any spare position for him in Skyhawk Sect. If I want to save you, I have to go back to the main altar to lead people to rescue my father. I don't have time to stay here with you."

The voice fell.

Yinye Wang Han kept a face, and quickly ran towards the location where the White Lotus Sect left just now.

Yin Susu looked at King Yin Ye and then at Yang Guo who was on the ground, hesitated for a while, and sighed helplessly.

"Yang Shaoxia, you spoke out for our family that day, the little girl is very grateful, and saving your life today is considered a kindness."

Saying this, Yin Susu was about to get close to Yang Guo, but when she saw Yang Guo's bloodshot eyes suddenly opened, she was startled on the spot.

"Yang... Yang Shaoxia, are you awake or not?"

Long silence.

Suddenly a gust of cold wind blew, Yang Guo still didn't say anything, Yin Susu felt strange.

'Could it be that Yang Guo can still sleep with his eyes open? '

Thinking like this, Yin Susu yelled a few more words, Yang Guo replied.

"I didn't sleep, I just took a nap."

Yang Guo got up slowly and said calmly.

"Ugh-"

A joyful voice came from high above, Yang Guo was stunned, he raised his head to look at the God Eagle galloping down, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Brother Diao, it's good to see you again.

(End of this chapter)