Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 319 This is all a conspiracy of Zhengyi Dao to unify the Taoist sects!

The abbot of Baiyun Temple originally wanted to call someone out and tell the other disciples to run away quickly.

He was not afraid that the disciples of Baiyun Temple were not loyal. On the contrary, he was afraid that the disciples of Baiyun Temple were too loyal. If they heard any noise inside, they would all run in to rescue. That would be the end of them.

Even the elders like them couldn't withstand the attack of these hot weapons. How could those young Taoists who had just started practicing for a few years and hadn't even polished their golden elixirs do it?
Run quickly, don’t let anyone catch you and cause the entire Baiyun Temple to be wiped out.

But just as I reached out to the side, I heard the voice of He Songling next to me.

Then a slight friction sound was heard, and He Songling stretched out his hand and pushed a huge iron lump towards him.

"What is this?" The abbot of Baiyun Temple looked horrified.

Although he didn't know what this thing was, it looked like the same thing as the one Zhenduo was holding just now, a creation from the same system.

The small one in his hand is so powerful, so this big one must be so powerful!
Facts have proved that it is true.

Of course, He Songling didn't need to fire a shot inside Baiyun Temple, otherwise half of the central area of ​​the capital would have been destroyed, and countless people would have died.

All he needs to do is make the abbot of Baiyun Temple feel his power.

When they have cultivated to this level, they have some ability of "inspiration" and "telepathy", which allows them to avoid danger and seek good fortune, and to a certain extent, they can perceive how much threat the opponent poses to them.

Not to mention that the abbot of Baiyun Temple has already reached the level of "Yang Shen" and has a deeper understanding of the unknown. Although he cannot get the answer as clearly as the sorcerer, he can make basic judgments about some threats.

"The foreigners' heavy artillery, no kidding, one shot is enough to blow up your entire Baiyun Temple."

"Is that the thing you used to destroy the Medicine Immortal Society?" The abbot of Baiyun Temple was a little horrified. He Songling's achievements were well known to everyone. After all, in this era, there were already telegraphs and photos. Even if the aliens were out of touch with the times, they could run fast and it was convenient for them to pass information back and forth.

Moreover, even if other places were out of touch, the capital city could not be out of touch. Although none of the old Taoist priests in Baiyun Temple understood the true power of firearms, they were well versed in basic things such as photographs, telegrams, and telephones.

Even Karl Lagerfeld had ridden a horse-drawn train, and even Li Hongzhi had an X-ray. No matter how backward they were, could they be more backward than these two?

Therefore, the abbot of Baiyun Temple knew about He Songling's achievements long ago. He had received telegrams, rumors, and photos. It was said that in the battle to suppress the Medicine Fairy Society, He Songling used cannons to flatten the surrounding hills by several meters.

The capital city is a plain, so he didn't dare to bet on how powerful He Songling's cannon was.

"No."

Hearing He Songling's denial, the abbot heaved a sigh of relief, but then his heart almost jumped out of his chest. "Mine is much more powerful than the one back then. His was a cannon from World War I, and mine was a main cannon even after World War II."

Indeed, in normal history, this heavy artillery was not successfully developed until 1941.

But now He Songling has also invested in the military industry system. Over the years, the Nisheng Group has relied on some of He Songling's ideas, and with the help of cutting-edge weapons scientists, these ideas have been supplemented with theories and put into production. Many weapons have been released four or five years ahead of schedule.

After all, in addition to the outcome of a war, which can drive the upgrading of weapons and equipment, enough money can also serve as a driving force. This is how money power is used.

"The power of one door can easily match the previous three doors."

"Oh my god!" The old abbot was so scared that he swore, "Mr. He, you are my biological father, do you have anything less powerful? Just kill that grandson of Zhenduo, we don't need something very powerful." "Who said I was going to hit him?" He Songling looked at the old abbot and showed an evil smile: "Is it possible that I gave him the weapon and I am in the same group with him, and this thing is used to hit you?"

The old abbot had the same reaction as Zhang Zhiwei, his blood ran cold.

"Hey!"

It was still a figure of the old school who acted decisively and rushed directly towards He Songling. He planned to capture the leader first, and if He Songling was restrained, these weapons would naturally not be able to be activated, and Baiyun Temple would be safe.

However, what he didn't expect was that the most dangerous thing was not this heavy artillery, but He Songling himself.

"Boom boom boom!"

He Songling's hand flashed, and four heavy mortars with a caliber of more than 100 mm appeared behind him. They bombarded continuously and blew up the old abbot in mid-air on the spot.

He deliberately adjusted the angle so that the shells brushed past the old abbot's protective Qigong. Although the old abbot was knocked to the ground, he was not seriously injured. Otherwise, the leader of the Quanzhen Longmen Sect would have been turned into minced meat by now.

"He Songling, what on earth do you want to do!"

Zhu Yuantian lay on the ground, gritting his teeth and cursing.

"Take it." He Songling ignored him and greeted Zhenduo.

"What should I collect? Can I make a thrown grenade fly back again?" It's no wonder that Zhenduo is impatient. Party B should have an idea of ​​such abstract requirements from Party A. Whoever hears them will want to curse.

"I mean you should clean up the situation and quickly follow the Taoist priest from Baiyun Temple to get a broom and clean up." He Songling stretched out his hand and pressed in the air, and an invisible force knocked the bell to the ground.

That's why I hate this kind of people. They can't even pretend to be cool completely.

"He Songling, Zhang Zhiwei, what do you mean? What are you two doing here?"

Although He Songling had already asked Zhen Duo to stop, his previous behavior obviously would not allow Baiyun Temple to regard him as a friend. A group of old Taoist priests from Baiyun Temple, with the special effects of Qi Gong on their hands, stood back to back, looking at He Songling warily and asked.

"Isn't it obvious? The Dao Sect has been divided for long enough."

He Songling's mouth was full of nonsense, and he couldn't say a single serious word. "I received an order from Zhang Tianshi of Longhu Mountain, and brought his favorite disciple, the next generation of Tianshi, to wipe out your Quanzhen Dao.

From now on, there will be only one Taoism, and that is our Zhengyi Sect. There will no longer be any distinction between schools, and the Heavenly Master will no longer just be the 'leader of Zhengyi', but the leader of the entire Taoism.

With the merit of unifying the northern and southern Taoist sects, you think my brother Zhiwei will become a famous Taoist priest recorded in history books, just like his ancestor Zhang Daoling, who will be remembered for thousands of years, right? "

"That's not true. We in Tianshi Mansion have never had such an idea." Zhang Zhiwei raised his hands high, trying to prove that he was not aggressive and to prove his innocence.

However, now that things have come to this, who would care whether he raises his hand or not? He Songling's reason seems to make sense no matter how you listen to it. This must be a conspiracy of the Zhengyi Sect to destroy Quanzhen.

"Zhang Zhiwei, stop pretending. If you have the ability, just come at me. We in Quanzhen Dao don't have a single spineless person!"

(End of this chapter)