Comprehension against the sky, creating the Five Thunders in the real world

At this moment, a fierce debate is taking place within the Yin-Yang Dao.

Because the Onmyoji (Yin-Yang Masters) of Japan were causing trouble in China, the reputation of the Onmyodo (Yin-Yang School) was also affected. Two different opinions emerged within the school. One faction believed that the Onmyodo were originally one family and that efforts should be made to reclaim the lineage that had been scattered in Japan.

"We can pay a certain price to make them relinquish their lineage."

Someone made this suggestion.

This is a plan to collaborate with Japanese Onmyoji (yin-yang masters).

The purpose is to ensure the complete transmission of Yin-Yang Dao.

Many people within the industry agreed with these remarks.

"That's true. To make up for this regret, some sacrifices are inevitable."

"Once we obtain what we need, our Yin-Yang Path will make amends for this mistake." This statement sounded grand and righteous, and at least 30% of the respondents supported it. Those who had not yet expressed their opinions did not object, and only a handful of people truly opposed it.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became somewhat awkward.

"If everyone agrees, then it's settled."

"Japan must be in a hurry right now, which is a good opportunity for us to negotiate."

Yang Bing, the Grand Elder of the Yin-Yang Dao, announced to the crowd.

These words carried the implication of an ultimatum, and his disciple Gongyang Liu immediately echoed them.

“My master is right. Fellow senior brothers and sisters, senior uncles and aunts, you should all have no objections, right? It’s impossible to disturb the ancestor who is in seclusion over such a small matter.”

Our ancestor is no longer in a suitable condition to appear in public.

That ancestor is currently in seclusion cultivating at the place where the Qi of Yin and Yang converges.

These words left the others speechless; some things were indeed not suitable for Gongyang Bing to say in person.

As the apprentice, he naturally had to speak clearly on behalf of his master.

Gongyang Liu was now arrogant and believed that his master would surely become the next leader of the Yin-Yang Sect. Xu Gu, the current leader of the Yin-Yang Sect, was pale-faced. Faced with the words of the Grand Elder Gongyang Bing, he wanted to refute them, but could not speak immediately.

It's not that he doesn't want to.

It's not that this person in charge wanted to sit idly by and watch the situation worsen.

It was because he had been seriously injured in the previous battle against the Sakura Kingdom.

Xu Gu, the head of the Yin-Yang Dao, is an elder statesman who has lived for over seventy years. He harbors a deep-seated reluctance to cooperate with the Sakura Kingdom. He has personally witnessed the numerous crimes committed by the Sakura Kingdom against China in the past.

He even personally participated in the resistance back then.

Furthermore, there is an old grudge between the Onmyodo and the Sakura Kingdom. In the past, the Onmyodo practitioners of the Sakura Kingdom attempted to seize the Onmyodo tradition to make up for their own shortcomings, which caused a bloody storm at that time.

The lineage of Yin-Yang Dao was almost severed.

Xu Gu was still young at the time and only escaped by hiding in a stone alley behind the Taoist temple. He had no liking for the Onmyoji of the Sakura Kingdom.

Even if both sides originate from the same ancestry.

But what does this prove? People with different paths cannot work together.

"You unfilial disciples! If you dare to collude with the Japanese pirates, I will expel you from our sect!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Gu began to cough violently.

"Cough cough! Cough—Pfft—" Bright red blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

He forced back the blood that was about to spit out. Xu Gu's physical condition was extremely poor, and this outburst made his face even paler, making him look like he was about to die. But even so, the other Yin-Yang Dao disciples did not offer to help him up.

None of the people present intended to step forward to help.

This has to be said to be sad.

Is this a moral decline or a distortion of human nature?

Most people support the eldest son, Yang Bing, who has already seized real power.

This situation is bound to occur no matter where you are.

Even these self-proclaimed Taoist practitioners of Yin-Yang Dao are not immune to worldly concerns.

A minority still support Xu Gu's leadership and disagree with Gongyang Bing's proposals. However, given the current situation, they dare not speak out in support of Xu Gu.

If you insist on standing out at this critical juncture, you can forget about ever gaining a foothold in the Yin-Yang sect again.

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Lin Beichen had heard of Xu Gu's reputation in his early years.

Such a respected elder had fallen into such a miserable state. Lin Beichen, who was observing all this from the shadows, felt a surge of anger in his heart, and at the same time, an indescribable sadness welled up inside him.

Such a respected elder has suffered such unfair treatment.

The Yin-Yang School appears to be utterly corrupt, yet they still dare to collude with the Onmyoji of Japan. This is the betrayal that Lin Beichen finds most intolerable. Today they can cooperate with the Onmyoji of Japan under a respectable banner, but tomorrow they might betray the land of China for profit.

This is by no means alarmist, but rather a reasonable deduction by Lin Beichen based on the current situation.

"I've come uninvited, and I'm afraid I'll disturb your enjoyment." Lin Beichen no longer concealed himself and calmly stepped out from the shadows, a meaningful smile playing on his lips, his sarcasm evident in his words.

The many Yin-Yang Dao practitioners present were all taken aback.

When did this person appear? How long have they been eavesdropping outside?
How could he sneak into the sacred grounds of Yin and Yang Dao without being detected, and eavesdrop for so long?
All signs indicate that the visitor is no ordinary person.

The unique aura emanating from this intruder secretly alarmed the Yin-Yang Dao disciples. To be able to so casually stroll into the forbidden area of ​​the Yin-Yang Dao was certainly no ordinary person.

"Who are you? Trespassing on the sacred grounds of my Yin-Yang Sect is against the rules."

Gongyang Bingqiang forced a smile and gave Lin Beichen a traditional greeting.

Lin Beichen returned the salute, then said calmly, "I doubt Elder Gongyang is in charge yet, is he? So eager to take the position of Yin-Yang Sect Leader? Forgive my bluntness, but you are not qualified. Someone like you is only fit to be a lackey of the Onmyoji of Japan! I have ample reason to suspect you are a spy planted by Japan. Please produce evidence to prove your innocence." Before he finished speaking, Lin Beichen had already pulled out a gleaming black pistol.

If you can take action, try not to waste your breath.

There's no point in trying to reason with someone like that.

"Insolence! How dare you be so arrogant in my Yin-Yang Path! So what if you're an official of the Chinese government? You only have one gun, with at most eight bullets. Do you think we, with so many of us, are afraid of you?"

When Gongyang Liu saw his father being humiliated, he was immediately enraged.

Upon hearing this, everyone else shook their heads inwardly and grumbled inwardly.

—You can play the hero, you can be fearless, but why drag us down with you? If you want to die, go die by yourself, haha, didn't you see the black cloth wrapped around his back?
Everyone was speechless at the reckless behavior of the Gongyang School.

The long, black-clothed object behind Lin Beichen was clearly a weapon to anyone with eyes to see.

Caught completely off guard, they were utterly powerless to deal with such a threat.

Of course, what Lin Beichen was carrying on his back was actually a thousand-year-old black iron sword he had seized from the Onmyoji, which could be considered a secret treasure passed down through the Onmyoji lineage. He had originally intended to use it to make a deal with the Onmyoji, but given the current situation, there was no need to be polite to these scoundrels. Faced with this group of traitors, Lin Beichen was only refraining from immediately eliminating them because he was barely suppressing his anger.

"boom!"

A gunshot broke the silence.

Lin Beichen pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The bullet fired from the black barrel hit Ram Liu precisely at his feet.

The bullet struck the ground, sending up shards of stone. The once arrogant Gongyang Liu turned pale and fell silent, too terrified to utter another word.

The others also held their breath, as if walking on thin ice.

Everyone present was as listless and dejected as a wilted eggplant.

"Let's talk this out. My son's words may have been offensive, but your blatant intrusion into my Yin-Yang Path is against the rules. Our internal affairs are none of the business of outsiders. Please leave immediately, or don't blame us for being ruthless. I admit you are armed, but don't forget, this is still Yin-Yang Path territory."

The threatening meaning in Gongyang Bing's words was self-evident.

As the saying goes, even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake; Lin Beichen's actions have seriously violated the rules of the martial arts world.

But under the intimidation of Lin Beichen's force, they could only swallow their anger for the time being.

"My name is Lin Beichen, and I can be considered a member of the Daoist lineage. All Daoist sects under heaven are one family, and the affairs of the Yin-Yang Dao are my affairs. Moreover, I had a brief encounter with Senior Xu Gu in my early years, and my master and Senior Xu Gu were old friends who had known each other for many years."

"If we really have to talk about seniority, I should address Senior Xu Gu as my senior uncle."

Lin Beichen walked forward with a composed gait, casually recounting the past of his so-called "master" and his Uncle Xu Gu. Of course, this was purely fabricated; he had no master at all.

However, none of the people present knew this.

Even Xu Gu himself looked puzzled, as if he was trying hard to search for relevant fragments in his memory.

Lin Beichen continued in detail: "My master, Daoist Qingxu, once spent three days discussing the Dao with his Uncle Xu Gu in Zhongnan Mountain, exploring the mysteries of Yin and Yang together. I was still young at the time and accompanied him, witnessing his demeanor. I remember that his uncle loved Dongting Spring Tea the most, and my master would always bring this tea as a gift whenever he visited."

As he spoke, he carefully observed Xu Gu's reaction. Seeing a slight daze in the old man's eyes, he knew his words had worked. After all, it was a long time ago, and Xu Gu was quite old; it was normal for his memory to be hazy.

Xu Gu pondered to himself. He had indeed made many friends among the Daoist community in his youth, but he couldn't recall ever seeing this young man before him. He felt a pang of guilt; after all, the young man had stepped forward so bravely, yet he couldn't recall any connection with him. However, he didn't suspect Lin Beichen was lying—after all, the current situation was clearly a thorny problem, one that most people would avoid at all costs.

If there weren't genuine connections, who would willingly get involved in such trouble? Of course, Xu Gu was unaware that Lin Beichen's actions stemmed purely from indignation at the people's behavior. In Lin Beichen's view, this senior figure must have participated in numerous battles against the Sakura Kingdom, and such a heroic figure shouldn't be treated so coldly. Not to mention that these people even dared to collude with the Sakura Kingdom, which he found even more intolerable.

"Let me go! Let me go now! What are you doing? I need to see my master!"

A boy of about eleven or twelve years old was shouting loudly. In front of him stood a young man in his early twenties with a cold and stern face.

The young man kicked the boy to the ground and said coldly, "Stay here obediently and don't go anywhere."

"If it weren't for the fact that our ancestors have always doted on you, I would definitely teach you a lesson today."

The boy's cheek was clearly marked with five red finger marks.

The young man's arm was stained with blood and had a row of obvious teeth marks on it—it wasn't hard to imagine that the boy had bitten him in a moment of panic.

Standing beside the boy was a little girl of about seven or eight years old, with delicate features and two pigtails, who was very endearing. Seeing her senior brother being treated this way, the little girl was immediately furious.

"You scoundrel! You villain! Senior Brother Xu Fang, you're so despicable! Why won't you let Senior Brother Xia You go see Master? Why won't you let me go see Grandpa? Xu Fang, you're a truly awful scoundrel!"

The young girl was Xu Lan, Xu Gu's granddaughter, and the boy was Xia You, Xu Gu's apprentice. At this moment, both of them were being stopped here by their senior brother, Xu Fang.

Xu Fang was here to look after the two little ones on Gongyang Bing's orders. He knew perfectly well who was truly in charge of the Yin-Yang Dao now—it was no longer Xu Gu's place; Gongyang Bing and his son held all the power.

Once upon a time, Xu Fang was one of Xu Gu's most valued disciples. But now, for the sake of his future, he has actually done such a thing. In the past, he was always kind and gentle in front of Xia You and Xu Lan, never losing his temper, let alone hitting them.

Just now, Xia You, worried about his master's safety, bit Xu Fang in desperation, hoping to use it to break through the encirclement. He ultimately underestimated Xu Fang's determination. And Xu Fang had become a completely different person, no longer the gentle and kind senior brother he used to be.

"Junior Sister Xu Lan, I really don't want to be rough with you."

A hint of helplessness flashed across Xu Fang's cold face. He truly didn't want to hurt Xu Lan. Humans aren't plants or trees; how could they be without feelings? If it weren't for the circumstances, he wouldn't have chosen this path.

Xu Lan, the junior sister, was practically someone Xu Fang had watched grow up. She was always well-behaved and adorable, and she was always very close to Xu Fang, treating him almost like an older brother. As for Xu Fang's true feelings for Xu Lan, only he himself probably knew—after all, the slap he gave Xia You just now was indeed fueled by some past grievances.

In the past, Xia You had often been jealous of Xu Lan's favoritism towards Xu Fang and had given Xu Fang a hard time. Now, after being slapped, Xia You only dared to curse verbally and dared not retaliate physically.

He knew very well that if he dared to act recklessly again, this Senior Brother Xu Fang would definitely beat him beyond recognition.

"Has something happened to Grandpa? Senior brother, please let me go and check on him."

"Senior brother, you must have your reasons, right? Xu Lan really doesn't believe you're a bad person."

Junior Sister Xu Lan lowered her head, her voice barely audible; if Xu Fang hadn't possessed exceptional hearing, he probably wouldn't have been able to hear her. Her words truly touched his heart.

"Senior brother has his reasons for doing this."

"Going there now won't make a difference. Even I, your senior brother, had to give in. If you insist on not complying, I'm afraid our situation will become even more difficult in the future."

"I didn't want you to go because I didn't want you to witness something you shouldn't see. Your grandfather might not make it through the day. He's too badly injured; his days are numbered." (End of Chapter)