Two Realms: I use martial arts to ask for longevity

Chapter 482: Cutting off the Roots + Washing the Sky with Blood

"The five desires confuse the mind, and dreams are upside down and confusing. Even the false can be said to be true, not to mention that some of the tragic past events that these people are crying about are all true."

Zhou Ping'an used all his strength to activate the "Five Desires Magic Art" and for the first time, he used all the pure mental power in his sea of ​​consciousness that was like a bright diamond.

A spiritual force that is vague, invisible, and yet has a very wide coverage, covering the entire city like the sky.

Whenever you encounter a powerful spiritual individual, don't get entangled, just avoid it.

As soon as anyone's spirit was slightly disturbed and ripples appeared in his heart when he heard Cheng's crying, he would take advantage of the opportunity and turn this hatred into a huge torrent.

All hatred is caused by greed, fear of death, and desire for pleasure.

Those who don’t let me live and be happy are naturally my sworn enemies.

Even if the monks of the Brahma Temple speak eloquently.

After all, they cannot change an ironclad fact.

That is, the people do live a hard life.

The followers of Brahma, those monks and high-ranking officials, indeed lived a life of extreme luxury.

Each level is clearly divided into different levels.

The vested interests are very few.

Those who are oppressed and dedicated are the majority.

The clouds of incense and faith on the city walls are mostly generated by people like this...

"Look at Qingyang City, think about Guangyun County..."

“We are all human beings. Why can they have enough food and clothes and not be afraid of freezing to death or starving to death?”

"Those who till the land have their own fields, those who live in the house have their own houses, the elderly have their own care, and the sick have their own doctors..."

"It's all Brahma's connivance, those parasites!"

"Those who are high and mighty should all die!"

"Damn it!"

"Kill Monk Qingyong!"

"Kill Captain Huang."

"Kill Mr. Su."

"Kill Yuan Sinong..."

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First, there were one or two slogans that came from nowhere.

It soon turned into a violent wave, echoing throughout Zhaoshan County.

Finally, huge waves formed.

The white clouds of incense and thoughts above the city turned dim in an instant, as if they had suddenly died and lost their brilliance.

The expression of old monk Xuanshan, who was sitting on the seven-story pagoda, changed drastically.

Even with the determination he had acquired through more than 130 years of practice, he could not help but almost burst into cursing at this moment.

Can a war be fought like this?

Isn't that unethical?
"It turns out that the words shouted by these loud voices are so lethal. This is how you can defeat the enemy without fighting."

Qingnv has now also practiced the Guanghan Heart Sutra, her soul power has greatly increased, and her mental perception has also become extremely sharp.

She can more or less see clearly things that others cannot see clearly.

At this moment, the incense and vows that were as heavy as mountains and like a pile of cotton in the sky above the city were seen melting like snow.

This process is extremely fast.

In just a short while, three or four tenths of it had been cut off.

Although that aura still looked very scary, it made people feel frightened and dare not act rashly.

But compared with its previous majesty, it is much weaker.

This is just the beginning. As time goes by, after a period of time, I don’t know whether that power of faith can be maintained?

“The rage of living things is so fierce that once it is provoked, it will rise quickly and fall suddenly.

In fact, as long as Master Xuanshan does not lose his composure, remains unchanged in the face of ever-changing circumstances, and ignores the frenzied public sentiment...

When the hundreds of thousands of people in the city calm down, he will find that what I did cannot harm his foundation.

Even if he attacks the city while the city's faith and willpower are weak, he still has a great chance of winning."

Zhou Ping'an looked at the top of the city wall and heard countless noisy sounds. He vaguely judged that the soldiers in the city were being mobilized rapidly. He also saw that the old monk Xuanshan and several masters were on high alert.

A smile appeared on his face.

"But I bet that Master Xuanshan has never experienced such an overwhelming and public outcry. His heart of Buddha has been disturbed."

Not to mention the old monk Xuanshan.

Even those netizens in modern society who have experienced countless public opinion baptisms will still be at a loss when faced with such a situation where they are led by the rhythm and attacked crazily.

What’s more, he is a practitioner who has been practicing in seclusion for most of his life.

Normally, they don't even care about mundane matters that concern themselves, and naturally let their servants take care of them.

If you really encounter such a huge change, the most likely thing to do is to cut off the source.

This is exactly what most people would do in a hurry.

"So, he will punish those whose reputations are ruined? To calm the anger and hatred of all the suffering people."

Qingnv seemed to have figured out how to break this plan.

She blinked her beautiful eyes.

If we let the people calm down and promise to take better care of them in the future, we might be able to win back some of their believers.

She could already hear the soldiers in the city arresting people everywhere, as well as voices begging for mercy.

I also saw the county governor Hu Guangyu, who looked extremely unhappy, trying to persuade us: "Uncle Master, this is absolutely not allowed. The enemy army has not attacked the city yet, but they have slaughtered our believers. This precedent cannot be set.

If this continues, who will fight to the death for me, Brahma? Aren't you afraid that others will be saddened by your death?"

This actually makes a lot of sense.

Zhou Ping'an ordered the spies sent by Qingnv to inquire about the names of people who had abused the people and the evil deeds they had done, all of which were targeted.

The target is the Brahma Temple.

This is because the Brahma Temple is very powerful in Jiangzhou and its power covers all aspects.

Among those who hold high positions, at least 50%, if not 80%, are related to the Brahma Temple.

Most of those who oppress the people are their die-hard followers, or are their own disciples.

These people were able to obtain such a status because they had spent all their wealth on offering sacrifices to Brahma.

Even more of them are relatives of powerful monks who use the name of Brahma Temple to bully others.

Among the list, there are five people from the Hu family alone.

Therefore, Hu Guangyu also felt very uncomfortable.

"We must make a choice at this time. We cannot calm the anger of the people in the city. We are not strong enough to attack. Who can stop Zhou Ping'an's surprise attack?"

The old monk Xuanshan had a face as cold as iron.

He actually belongs to the Qingxiu school.

They attach great importance to the reputation of the Brahma Temple and cannot tolerate any provocation.

He regarded Zhou Ping'an as his greatest enemy and hated him to the core.

On that day, he watched helplessly as the Buddhist disciple Li Yuangang took the blow from the Muni Pearl in front of him and beat his close nephew into a bloody mist. It was an unforgettable shame.

As long as he can stop Zhou Ping'an, or even kill him directly in the next confrontation, he can make any decision.

What's more, he didn't really care about these rats in Zhaoshan City.

We also deeply detest their actions that damage the pure reputation of Buddhism.

At this time, he could restore his faith and clean the poisonous sores, killing two birds with one stone. There was no psychological pressure at all when he wielded the butcher knife.

"How about I, the old monk, leave on my own and let you, my nephew, guard Zhaoshan County?"

I heard that Hu Guangyu wanted to say something else.

The officials and generals around him also wanted to persuade him...

As soon as Master Xuanshan said this, no one dared to say anything more.

Hu Guangyu took a deep breath and agreed with a bitter face.

"Let them behead them. We only hope to save this city and wait for reinforcements to arrive. When the time comes, we will double the compensation for their families."

Amid the angry cries throughout the city, and at the insistence of Old Monk Xuanshan, more than a hundred people who usually lived in luxury were arrested.

They were beheaded one by one in front of the angry people.

Used to calm the anger and hatred of the people.

outside the city.

Zhou Ping'an smiled and shook his head: "Qing'er, you may think that the real demand of the people is to severely punish the perpetrators and kill those officials and wealthy businessmen who usually abuse their power."

"Isn't it? I don't think this hatred is fake... They got what they wanted, so what else can they not be satisfied with? They should regain their faith in the Brahma Temple."

Qingnv was also a little confused.

She just strictly followed Zhou Ping'an's instructions, but she had no idea what the fundamental reason was for him to do so.

"Not really."

A mysterious and sarcastic smile flashed across Zhou Ping'an's face.

"In their hearts, they don't hate those officials and wealthy businessmen who abuse their power. Instead, they wish they were those officials and wealthy businessmen. The root of all suffering is that others have what they don't."

Zhou Ping'an has the deepest understanding of this.

He often saw some pitiful and hateful people on the Internet, being dragged into attacking this and scolding that, and finally understood something. The fundamental reason for those who hate the rich and officials is that they are not rich people or officials.

Why do people curse capitalists every day for being rich and cruel, sucking the marrow out of people, yet everyone wants to be the boss?
Why, everyone is saying that officials don’t do their job.

But why are those government establishment and systems so popular?

His head was broken.

At the end of the day, they just want a better life.

Good or bad, in their opinion, is not important.

And the old monk Xuanshan from Brahma Temple gave this order.

However, it destroyed all the beautiful visions in the hearts of ordinary people.

Let them see the bloody reality.

Whether you believe it or not, whether you are in a high position or at the bottom, life and death are all in the hands of others.

If you are born as an ant, you have to accept your fate.

The high-ranking officials of the Brahma Temple, even those fanatics who devoted their worship, faith and efforts to protect the sect, can be killed at will and their property taken away.

So, what hope is there for these people?
The only hope is only one way, that is, God is above, and Brahma must be destroyed.

Pull down the Brahma Temple and the lofty Buddha and Samantabhadra. Otherwise, the world will always remain like this and there will never be any hope.

Zhou Pingan waved his hand.

As the flag changes.

Four loud voices, and their words suddenly changed.

They immediately spread some strange words, such as people have to rely on themselves, no one is born nobler than others, there is no oppression in the peace army, and the common people, officials and rich people are all equal.

Even a few loudmouths got excited and started singing at the top of their lungs.

"There is no savior in this world, and we don't need gods or emperors. We can only rely on ourselves for everything."

"Let us use our diligent hands to create a beautiful home."

As the sound spread into the city.

There were also countless people in the city who sang along.

It was as if a red light swept across the whole city.

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Chapter 538: Blood Washes the Sky

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Zhou Ping'an saw that a strange sound suddenly came from the white cloud mountain above the city.

boom……

More than half collapsed.

Then the white mist dissipated.

The sky was clear and the clouds were light, and only a bare white bead could be seen hanging in the void, without any solemnity or grandeur.

The seven-story pagoda began to explode from the middle and collapsed.

Where smoke and dust are rolling.

Old Monk Xuanshan was so angry that his eyes turned black and his face turned purple.

Holding the Muni Pearl in disbelief, he shouted angrily, "How could this be?"

"What went wrong?"

It's not that he couldn't understand, but that he refused to believe it.

The opponent's tactics of attacking the heart were one link after another, and my own response not only failed to reverse the situation, but instead accelerated the collapse of my credibility.

By this time, among the hundreds of thousands of people in the city, there were already very few who still had a favorable impression of the Brahma Temple.

The few remaining white strands on the beads were clearly mocking him.

Laughing at myself, struggling to hold on, it's all a joke.

The opponent hasn't even really started attacking yet.

The signs of defeat were already apparent.

"Set up the formation... It's a matter of life and death. If you have any powerful tricks, don't hide them. It's time to show them all."

Old Monk Xuanshan is indeed a person with profound Buddha nature and accomplished Dharma.

The spiritual cultivation is extremely high.

If God's will changes, you will know that you must not be discouraged at this time.

Once you lose your fighting spirit.

Then, there is no need to fight this battle, as we will definitely lose.

With the Pojun martial spirit that Zhou Ping'an had comprehended, he would naturally attack like a fire and kill everyone.

His momentum will surely grow, and he will take advantage of his victory to attack other counties. By that time, our side will not be fully prepared, and it is very likely that they will be defeated by him in one fell swoop, unable to raise their heads, and gain the upper hand.

The rise and fall of fortune sometimes just depends on a single thought.

Although both the Brahma Temple and the Tang Family are thousand-year-old powers, wars, most of the time, are not determined by strength on paper, but by changes in the situation.

Thousands of years ago, when evil spirits were roiling the world, no one could have imagined that the one who would have the last laugh would be a small fisherman living by the Yushui River.

Xiao Changhe started out with a humble background and simple boxing skills. He first traveled around the countryside, killing evil people in blood. Later, his power grew like a snowball. In just half a year, he had conquered three states.

At this time, seven major forces came to help.

The world is turning upside down, good fortune is gathering, and talented people are emerging under his command in endlessly.

Another three years were spent to suppress the three Buddhist sects, four immortal sects and twelve noble families in the world, sweep through the three demon sects and seven sword factions, and ascend to the throne.

After that battle, Xiao Changhe, with his reputation as the best master in the world, forced all major sects to sign a humiliating alliance. He was in power for ten years before he passed away.

It can be said that this person’s growth trajectory is like cheating, which makes everyone unable to react.

Every time when everyone thought that he had reached the end of his rope, he would turn around and see a ray of hope.

Out of nowhere, a master appeared to help.

Today, Zhou Ping'an's rise is not as amazing as Xiao Changhe's, but it is not much slower.

In just a few months, he, a commoner, managed to capture two counties. His army was so powerful that it was hard to defend against.

But when there is war, it seems as if there is divine help.

As for the Brahma Temple and the Tang Family, the masters of the Divine Martial Realm could not come out at this time, and even if they came out, they would be like fish on the shore, unable to exert any power.

It seems like it will take some time for the third spiritual tide to arrive.

Both major forces have their own selfish motives, and not every late Zhenwu cultivator would risk their lives to run out of the paradise and fight to the death with others.

Time slipped away quietly amidst the mutual blame and calculations. It was very likely that by the time Zhou Ping'an reached the city of Jiangzhou, those elders with high cultivation levels would still be talking big and cultivating their true nature.

"Master, don't worry. This city is strong. Thirty thousand soldiers are considered elite. In addition, each family in the city has recruited servants to assist in the defense. It won't be easy to break the city."

Hu Guangyu is not a fool.

He was an excellent choice in terms of both means and talents, as he was able to become a disciple of Master Xuantong, the abbot of Brahma, and be in charge of a county seat as a lay disciple.

The most amazing thing is that he can gather people and coordinate many forces, big and small, and he has great prestige.

Moreover, apart from being a little greedy and lustful, Hu Guangyu did not have many other major problems. He attached great importance to city defense and the army, and knew how to use people.

County Lieutenant Lian Zhenshan was an old general with whom he made friends out of gratitude. He had trained and maintained troops for twenty years. With him in charge of military affairs, Zhaoshan City was extremely difficult to capture.

"I heard that Zhou Ping'an is a brave man who likes to charge ahead and take risks. Why don't you follow me to set up an ambush and kill him on the spot..."

Lian Zhenshan actually didn’t quite understand why Old Monk Xuanshan was so discouraged and afraid of fighting?

There are more than 30,000 soldiers guarding the city, and many of them are experts.

There are high monks in the Zhenwu Dharma Realm from the Brahma Temple, as well as Zhenwu Realm strongmen from the Tang Family, and many martial arts masters who are kept in the City Guard's Mansion.

And what about outside the city?

In addition to Zhou Ping'an, there are several unknown elders from the outer peaks of Yunshui Sect.

Even Elder Baihe, who was said to be from the Yunshui Sect's paradise, did not make it to this battle.

The soldiers under his command are even more ridiculous.

There were only more than 3,000 cavalry and 10,000 infantry.

With just a few experts and such a small number of troops, it is impossible to capture a big city where the enemy is on high alert.

"Don't worry that my Tang family won't help. General Lian said it well. It's right in front of the city gate, on Suzaku Street. If Zhou Ping'an can't break in, it's fine. But if he gets there, I'll make sure he can't leave."

A middle-aged scholar in black Confucian robe and holding a white jade fan said in a deep voice.

Behind him stood two huge mountains.

No, it was two people, both of them were over 1.8 meters tall, with muscular body like mountains, and they looked exactly the same.

This Confucian scholar was naturally Tang Yuanqing, the Zhenwu ancestor of the Jiangzhou Tang family who was stationed in Zhaoshan City.

He has the magic skill of "Washing the Sky with Blood" and is best at assassinating top masters.

Although he had only reached the middle stage of the True Form Realm of Zhenwu, when it came to life and death, he was still superior to his cousin Tang Shihong, who had a very good relationship with people and had achieved the state of Dharma.

The two giant men behind him who looked like barbarians were said to be wild children of barbarian blood that he picked up.

Seeing that his muscles and bones were unusual, they adopted him as their son and gave him the original surname of the Tang family, calling him Tang San and Tang Jiu.

These two men specialized in fighting, and their sword and knife skills were extremely fierce and dangerous, making a great name for the Tang family.

Old Monk Xuanshan had heard that the two brothers had once entered a paradise on earth, and with their brute force alone, they were able to fight dragons, move mountains and destroy cities, like monsters.

Yes, they are not Qi cultivators, they cultivate their physical bodies with the help of the Tang family's "Green Blood Technique". Even a Zhenwu Dharma Realm in the late stage is like a chicken in front of them.

If there is someone who doesn't know the details and doesn't kill Tang Yuanqing first, he will be forced to use his secret technique.

No matter how high your cultivation level is or how strong your combat power is, you will suffer a huge loss.

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(End of this chapter)