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Chapter 594: The Destruction of Guangshan Temple
Five days later.

The once-in-five-year competition at Qianmuguan has ended. Unlike the carnival scene that filled Zhonghui County before the competition, there are almost no pedestrians on the streets of the county at this moment.

It's not just Zhonghui County. Since two days ago, there have been almost no pedestrians on the nearly 1,000-kilometer-long official roads, straight roads, and highways of Nanlin Road and Mozhou Road.

Suddenly, above the quiet Nanlin Road, there were bursts of air-breaking sounds, followed by colorful streams of light spanning hundreds of kilometers. It was a strange phenomenon caused by hundreds of incoming monks flying at the same time.

At the front of this colorful stream of light, there is an identity card shining with golden light leading the way. This identity card is already very unfamiliar to ordinary people because it has disappeared for more than a hundred years, but the cultivation world of Nanlin Road dare not forget it.

He is Changqing Zhenren, one of the three Zhenren of Chu State!
Following closely behind these one hundred incoming monks were more than twenty second-level monks. They kept a constant distance from these incoming monks. Wherever they passed, the five elements of energy formed bursts of fairy sounds, causing strange phenomena to appear in many places. For example, crops in the fields matured in an instant, and some old people suddenly became twenty years younger. Some people suddenly became extremely powerful.

All these things made the people worship him, and for a time the name of Changqing Zhenren was once again praised throughout Nanlin Road.

Mountain top ashram.

Wang Ping welcomed some new guests, who were helpers called by Zi Luan, Wu Quan and Gan Qi. Zi Luan still called the monk Mingxin, Wu Quan called a descendant of his family named Wu Bing, who was also a third-level earth vein cultivator, and Gan Qi called his Taoist partner, a third-level star god named Meng Xin.

Wang Ping doesn't need to go through so much trouble, as he has Yuanzheng, Ruan Chunzi, Dongcan and his most trusted partner Yu Lian by his side. Of course, if necessary, he can ask the weapon repairmen from Shanwu Road to come, as they still owe Wang Ping five opportunities to make a move.

As always, before you take action, you must first agree on the division of profits!
What Wu Quan wanted was the same as what Wang Ping had understood before, that is, he wanted the right to speak in Mozhou Road Palace, but Gan Qi wanted something different.

"My magic weapon formation has not yet been completely integrated into my body. I need to sacrifice the spiritual energy generated from this battle to help me complete the final integration!"

This is the request made by Gan Qi.

Most of the righteous monks spit on sacrifices, so his request naturally made everyone look unhappy. Monk Mingxin simply closed his eyes.

"No one is competing with you for it. You can solve this problem by yourself!" Seeing that Wang Ping had no intention of speaking, Zi Luan had to make a promise to Gan Qi.

After Ziluan promised Gan Qi, Wang Ping asked, "What do you want now?"

Zi Luan said with a smile: "What I want will be included in Fellow Daoist Wu Quan's share."

Wang Ping looked at Wu Quan.

Wu Quan clasped his fists but did not explain further.

"With such a big momentum, it should be impossible for Guangshan Temple to not hand over the people as long as they are sane, right? If they hand over the people, what will you do?"

Meng Xin's voice was very soft, with a feminine feeling.

Zi Luan looked at Meng Xin and smiled, "Don't worry, fellow Daoist, Guangshan Temple can't hand over anyone. As we speak, Guangshan Temple may have been destroyed!"

Meng Xin's eyes flashed with coldness when she heard this. She glanced at Gan Qi beside her and said, "Fellow Daoist, you gathered us here. Do you really want to start a war against Linshui Prefecture?"

Wang Ping took over the topic and said, "We'll talk about whether to start a war or not when the time comes. Now we have to move!"

After saying that, without even using his ID card, he took Yu Lian and turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the clouds. Zi Luan followed closely behind him, and the others followed suit while looking at each other.

Zhonghui County.

Outside a teahouse at the entrance of a small alley in the outer city, on the deserted street, two figures were sitting at the tea table, very eye-catching.

One of the two men is Wu Fu, and the person opposite him is Wang Ping's old friend, Leng Kezhen, the former deputy commander of the Xia Kingdom's Weiwei. However, no one knows why he appears here, and no one knows why he is with Wu Fu.

"All the three realms monks have left. Aren't you afraid of being attacked?" Leng Kezhen complained while holding up his teacup, and then looked at Wu Fu across the table, "Oh, I forgot that you are still here." Wu Fu looked at the light that was about to disappear in the sky and said softly, "How do you know that Changqing didn't reveal this flaw on purpose?"

"Oh?"

"Dealing with Taiyan monks, especially on his territory, requires a lot of calculations. No one dares to act without the certainty of victory!"

"What was the purpose of the Star God Alliance's plot against Qianmu Temple? Could it really be for a 'Dongtian Mirror'?"

"That was not done by the Star God Alliance!"

"Nanhai Daoren, I know..."

"Judging from the promotion of Lord Xiaoshan, the Taoist from the South Sea is just a cover. They dug three feet deep into the ground at Qianmu Temple. I guess they are looking for something. I don't know if they found it in the end!"

After Wu Fu finished speaking, he looked at Leng Kezhen and asked, "What are you still considering? Does it take so long for a dog to find its owner?"

His words were a bit harsh.

Leng Kezhen didn't care at all, "I'll make a decision after this happens."

He picked up the teacup and looked towards the direction of Guangshan Temple on Mozhou Road.

Guangshan View.

Located in the central area of ​​Mozhou Road, in the middle of a low hill, it was originally surrounded by water on three sides, and there was a small county town next to it.

But now there are two incoming monks hovering above the small county town. They are holding sword-controlling techniques and staring coldly at the city defense army camp. The nearby low hills are even lower because they seem to have been hit by meteorites from the sky. There are dense deep pits and the original pavilions are all in ruins.

There were more than a dozen incoming monks searching for something on the ruins. In the center of the spirit gathering array of the original Taoist temple, Hu Qianqian looked indifferently at the ice orchid that was lit nearby.

"What a waste, one of these things costs one thousand and two taels of silver!" Niu Qi looked at the burnt ice orchid with some pain. It was the core material for constructing a water-based spirit gathering array.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a burly man walking out of the house to the south of the spirit gathering array. It was the tiger demon King Ben, and he was holding four unconscious monks in his hands.

Wang Ben walked up to Hu Qianqian with the people in his arms, dropped them, pointed at them and said, "It has been confirmed that they are the four people who escaped. They are not dead yet, they are just unconscious!"

"This battle was fought in a strange way. First, the two second-level cultivators in Guangshan Temple collapsed during the fight. Then we occupied Guangshan Temple without any effort. These four people were knocked unconscious beforehand, as if they were waiting for us to capture them!"

Wang Ben stuck out his tongue and licked his nose, then swung his tail like a steel whip, looked at Hu Qianqian and asked, "Does Changqing Zhenren know that they did this?"

"How could I not know what kind of person Changqing Zhenren is!"

Niu Qi walked forward and kicked the four people lying on the ground, then muttered to Wang Ben.

Hu Qianqian stared at the four people on the ground, trying to suppress the murderous intent in her heart. Finally, she sighed and said, "Take them to Hu Xin's tomb and offer them as sacrifices."

"Isn't this too easy for them? According to our demon race's tradition..."

"They were just being used. Their lives are enough to repay the debt owed to Hu Xin!"

As soon as Hu Qianqian finished speaking, there was a sound of fighting coming from the direction of the county town, and then a sky full of "water swords" fell from the clouds. She looked at the sky full of "water swords" and said, "It really is one thing after another!"

(End of this chapter)