My enemies became my companions

Chapter 583: Uninvited Guests, Please Give Me Advice! (Three-in-one Update)

Lively and bustling.

The time to weigh good and evil on the Dragon and Tiger Mountain has finally arrived. People are pressing towards Longhu Mountain like a black torrent. The official road has been trampled several inches, but there are still endless streams of pedestrians coming from afar.

It was during this most noisy and bustling time, with the roaring sounds like thunder. Apart from the surging crowds, the only thing people could see was the golden celestial official standing high in front of the Shangqing Palace. He held a golden scale in his hand, weighing the merits and virtues of the heroes in the martial arts world.

A person who does evil on the scale will shorten his life, while a balanced scale is full of good people.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the golden scale, which was sometimes stable, sometimes shaking slightly, and sometimes tilting violently. All of them were staring at it intently. All the merits before and after entering the Demon Abyss were involved here. As long as they waited for the scales to pass, they would be able to step onto the Dragon and Tiger in front of everyone's witness.

The time to become famous is now.

Countless heroes with superb martial arts skills have already rushed to the front of the Heavenly Official.

"Yang Zhengcheng from Cangzhou Fengjian Sect asks for your advice!"

"Cui Dingfang from Jinbei Shenzhao Temple asks for your advice!"

"Huainan Shuiyuexuan Luowan asks for your advice!"

"Ye Qing from Lingnan Baidao Pavilion asks for advice!"

"I would like to ask for your advice, Guandong Iron Fist Invincible Yue Zhenshan!"

"Sun Kerang, the important fortress in Shu, asks for advice!"

The heroes of the martial arts world were competing with each other, rising and falling, and their figures in the air were like a volley of flying arrows. The one-horned Xiezhi beside the Heavenly Official stood with its head proudly high. The kind-looking Heavenly Official was smiling as he held a golden scale to weigh good and evil deeds.

A man walked up to the Heavenly Official, who was holding a golden scale and pointed his finger at the man's forehead. When he withdrew his finger, there was a white copper weight, also called a weight, on his fingertips.

He placed the weights on the scale bowl, and the scale bar tilted down.

"Eliminate the demons twenty times, punish the wicked and eliminate the evil."

He reached out again and put another weight on the scale.

"Be kind and do good to others, and help the weak."

When the last piece fell, the voice of the Heavenly Official echoed throughout the square.
"Speak for the people and don't be afraid of the powerful."

"You can use Dragon Tiger!"

..........
Amid the bustling noise, the sudden noise coming from the teahouse was hardly noticeable.

Not to mention that we are now weighing good and evil and comparing dragons and tigers, even in the past month, weren't there many cases of fights to the death due to a disagreement?
When people are in the underworld, many heroes fight for a name and a reputation. Since they have a quarrel and dislike each other, they have to decide the winner.

As long as the noise is not big enough, no one will pay any attention.

So the sky is bright and the room is full of blood!
A figure rushed out of the teahouse, with a sword in his hand and a knife on his waist. His steps were straight forward, but his body movements were unusually swift. In just a few steps, he caught up with the enemy in front of him, and then cut him down with a sword.

The air waves exploded in the streets and alleys. Prince Yin retreated several steps quickly. After standing still, his sleeves rolled like a circle. A large black circle unfolded in front of him, and the overlapping spirals dissolved the sword's force.

As soon as one sword was struck, another one came.

The extremely sharp sword intent shot out straight away, and Prince Yin's body was swaying under the sword.

His hands kept spinning, trying his best to move a large object with a small force. His movements became more and more crazy. The scattered sword energy cut the ground and created traces in the crowded streets.

The strange thing is that even though the fighting was so fierce on this side, almost no one noticed anything wrong, as if there was an empty world covering them and isolating them from the fighting.

He once again dissipated the sweeping sword force. Although Prince Yin's body was unstable, there was no trace of fatigue or fear on his face. Instead, he curled his lips in ridicule.

It was a surprise to meet Chen Yi here.

They were just trying to be prepared, so they had assigned many people to wait in the town to see if Chen Yi would rashly rush up to Longhu.

I didn't expect that what I was waiting for would really happen, and he would fall into the trap.

There is no doubt that this person is not only reckless, but also extremely bold.

Prince Yin could not help but curl his lips and sneer. He had no idea what Chen Yi was thinking, and what reasons did he have for breaking into Mount Longhu. Just like a woodcutter waiting for a rabbit by the tree, he did not need to know why the rabbit hit that tree.

Kill people and take the sword!
Prince Yin stood firm on his feet and with both hands, several long swords sprang out from the crowd. The heroes on the road felt their scabbards empty and looked back in surprise, only to find that someone was fighting on the street.

"Borrow the sword and use it!"

After saying that, Prince Yin made a sword gesture and swung his sword. Three unsheathed swords flew towards Chen Yi, trailing lightning.

Chen Yi moved forward neither hurriedly nor slowly, and made a normal vertical slash.

The sword energy seemed to come from all directions, and Prince Yin was surprised to find that the sword energy was everywhere in the sky and earth within a few feet. The flying sword had to be quickly pulled back, turning from offense to defense, to dissipate the increasingly powerful sword energy.

Chen Yi narrowed his eyes. Prince Yin was the incarnation of the sword spirit of the Evil-Slaying Sword. His sword skills, sword energy and sword intent had all reached the realm of refining the spirit and returning to the void, no less than an ordinary third-grade master.

Because he is a sword spirit, he is difficult to deal with.

Fortunately, he is a sword spirit, so he has a way to deal with it.

Chen Yi raised his eyes and glanced at the huge crowd in the town. He could feel a breath approaching from the heads of the people gathered at the edge. He knew the risk of this trip. It was almost certain that Longhu Mountain would surround and kill him.

He used the Taisha Sword to protect the safety of the three women. He had a familiar sword and a knife in his hands, and he had to fight quickly and decisively.

Prince Yin tapped his feet repeatedly, retreating while dissolving Chen Yi's sword energy. Not just three swords, but several long swords he borrowed were also involved in the battle. However, the sword energy of the sword world seemed inexhaustible. No matter how loudly the swords collided, there was no sign of exhaustion.

Several long swords finally couldn't stand the violent collision of sword energy and flew away with a bang. Prince Yin stared at the sword energy sweeping over, his brocade clothes fluttered and his fingers formed into a sword. His sword intent spread out and actually turned the sword energy that Chen Yi had cut towards him into the air!
His body spun like Tai Chi, turning Chen Yi's sword energy into his own and slashing at Chen Yi in return.

Chen Yi's figure flashed, and at the moment when Prince Yin's sword energy had not been fully utilized and could only hold its own against the sword will of heaven and earth, he broke directly in front of Prince Yin. The latter's pupils shrank slightly, and a sharp knife light covered his head!
Prince Yin pressed his hands forward, and when Chen Yi's blade was three inches away from Prince Yin's throat, it suddenly stopped. He clamped the blade with his fingers, and the sword energy bursting out from his fingertips made the blade make a ping-pong sound.

Sword energy is gushing out from Prince Yin's entire body!
At the critical moment, he used sword energy to form a sword formation at his fingertips and blocked the knife.

The blue bricks under the feet of the two men exploded almost at the same time.

After a moment's stalemate, Prince Yin's body was shaken and fell back violently!

Chen Yi chased after him relentlessly, broke through the crowd and flew away. He was about to throw the Hou Kang sword in his hand, but suddenly he sensed a hidden breath, and suddenly turned his body and threw the sword to the left!

The majestic sword intent followed the sword, sweeping away everything in its path.

A figure collided with a sword, and an almost earth-shattering roar erupted in the town!

The rolling air waves spread out, and the figure of Gu Jue, the leader of Lifeng Pavilion, emerged from the crowd, his clothes torn into rags by the invisible sword energy.

He couldn't figure out how Chen Yi found out about him.

A glimmer of golden light flashed across Chen Yi's eyes. He had been keeping his third eye open ever since he started fighting with Prince Yin.

The Shangqing Heart Method slows down time, the Sky Eye can see through all directions, and with the sword power of heaven and earth, if you still can't find Gu Jue, then you've encountered a ghost.

Chen Yi turned around and swung his sword.

Prince Yin has already distanced himself, so let’s kill Gu Jue first!

At this moment, even the most dull-witted people would realize that the situation was unusual. Screams and screams surged like a tidal wave, and the sound waves spread out with Chen Yi's sword as the center.

Almost everyone was horrified.

But this did not hinder Chen Yi's fighting.

The moment the swords collided, dust rose up like a tornado.

Gu Jue was a famous killer on the border of Jin and Yu. Born a bandit, he wielded scimitars in both hands. The blades moved along with the trend, and he danced with the harmony of yin and yang. He was extremely good at capturing the enemy's flaws and acting according to the opportunity. However, Chen Yi's sword covered an entire round world.

Gu Jue's hands flew and he retreated quickly. It was not until they actually fought that he realized how difficult it was to deal with this man.

The sword energy was everywhere, and circles of fierce energy spread out between the two of them.

The two men fought in close combat on the increasingly broken road. Gu Jue's killing move with a hidden blade stabbing at the Dan Zhong point was blocked by Chen Yi's elbow. Thirty-two sword Qis burst out with the sound of tearing cloth. Gu Jue twisted and turned, blood splattered everywhere, but he firmly protected his vital points. When Chen Yi used the skill of destroying the wind and cutting the rain, Gu Jue suddenly turned his wrist and shook out the flying needle from his sleeve, and a rainstorm of pear blossoms burst in front of him.

While Chen Yi was delayed by the flying needles, Gu Jue jumped up and rushed forward quickly.

The fight just now was extremely dangerous, and his life was on the line several times.

Gu Jue realized that he absolutely could not face Chen Yi directly, and was about to go in the direction of Prince Yin, but found that the latter was retreating faster than him.

Apparently Prince Yin also realized this.

"Grass!"

Gu Jue couldn't help but let out a cry.

However, time waits for no one, and neither does Chen Yi. He thrust his sword forward and charged forward, his figure flying in the air, with countless heads raised up beneath his feet.

Faced with Chen Yi's relentless pursuit, Gu Jue had to fight and retreat, trying his best to delay time and wait for reinforcements to arrive through the crowd.

He thought that this attack would be successful in one go, but everything was beyond his expectations. The assassin who was supposed to hide in the dark came out into the light and was used as a human shield for the hidden prince.

Gu Jue fought with all his might, the scimitar in his hand was still as powerful as ever, Chen Yi remained calm, without any sign of anxiety, only the sword in his hand was moving like a tide hitting the shore. At first glance, Gu Jue's sword was as bright as daylight.

However, every move and every posture was like a drop in the ocean, sinking into Chen Yi's world of sword intent.

Even Wu Buyu, the former number one in the world, could not transcend this world, let alone Gu Jue.

They couldn't fight any longer like this. This Chen was definitely not an ordinary third-rank rank man. Gu Jue knew that the longer it dragged on, the closer he would be to death. And Prince Yin was even thinking of using his death to hold back Chen Yi. Both sides were pushing him into a desperate situation.

Gu Jue roared, combined his two swords into one and smashed out, creating a big circle in the air. The sword and sword auras collided, and the two swords shattered in his hands. A tremendous wave of air exploded, and he flew backwards due to the huge recoil.

He landed in front of the Great Shangqing Palace with all his might, his hands were numb from the shock, blood pooled at his knuckles. Countless heroes who were judging good and evil at the meeting stopped what they were doing, and thousands of eyes fell on him.

"My fellow heroes!"

Gu Jue used his breath to make music, his voice was as loud as a huge bell, and he shouted to the crowd:

"That man is Chen Yi, the former captain of the Western Factory! He first assisted the Demon Cult and then protected the White Lotus. His evil deeds are known to the world! I hate this guy deeply and want to get rid of him as soon as possible. Please help me!"

A sea of ​​people gathered in front of the Shangqing Palace, and waves of noise rose higher and higher. Countless martial arts masters who usually came and went turned their heads and left, and the clanging sounds of swords being drawn were heard.

But what about people?
The place where Chen Yi had just appeared was suddenly empty.

Just as everyone was looking around, trying to find him, Gu Jue's originally heroic voice suddenly stopped. Only a few people heard the sound of him being out of breath. When people realized something was wrong and turned around,
A pitch-black figure stood in front of Gu Jue, with blood dripping onto the ground. He slowly drew out the sword, and Gu Jue slowly slid off the sword's edge, trembled for a moment, and died without a breath.

The noisy square was dead silent for a moment; even the golden scales that the celestial officials used to weigh good and evil stopped, and the eyes of the heroes in the martial arts world all fell on Chen Yi.

The uninvited guest turned around with a trembling look, faced the crowd, smiled, held the sword and clasped his fists.

"Former West Factory Captain Chen Yi, please give me some advice!"

One stone sets off a thousand waves.

The next moment, the crowd became noisy again, far louder than before!
Become famous today!
..........
No one was afraid of Gu Jue's death.

Everyone has two shoulders to support one head. The heroes in the world take life very lightly. No matter whether it is their own or others', there is no point in taking life seriously because there is only one life.

People walk in the arena for justice and fame. The essence of killing is not only to take away life, but also to plunder reputation. Therefore, the more famous a person is, the more people want to kill him.
The more notorious a person is, the more he deserves to die!
The sound of heavy breathing spread out, and thousands of heads were raised to face Chen Yi, looking down from above. It looked like a vast and boundless wild grassland that was already burning.

The sky is vast, the sun is bright, and the dazzling white does not allow any dirt to hide.

That day, the wanted Captain Chen appeared openly at the Heroes Conference. Waves of noise and clamor were heard, and the whole place was in uproar. Some had furious eyes, some were delighted, some had greed burning in their eyes, and some had their palms tightly grasping the hilts of their knives. Millions of gazes formed a dragnet and nailed Chen Yi in the center of the vortex.

The warrior's breath was like a sudden gust of wind, with sand and rocks flying everywhere. The figure stood still, only his robe fluttered wildly. He still had his fists clasped together, and his eyes were like thick ink that could not be wiped off the white paper.

It's like Mount Tai collapsing in front of you but you remain calm.

Yes, this is worthy of the momentum of being wanted nationwide.

No one doubted this person's identity anymore, and no one thought it was strange that the wanted poster didn't match the one in the wanted poster. When it comes to underworld, the easiest way to identify a person is never by his portrait, but by his momentum, the impression that is imprinted on people's minds, and the aura that comes from walking out of a sea of ​​blood and corpses.

The wind was rustling wildly and the sun was shining brightly in the sky.

At this critical moment, a man in a bright yellow Taoist robe appeared from under the plaque on the gate of the Great Shangqing Palace, and his feathered clothes and crane cloak floated like an immortal.

Beside the old man, Tianshi's first disciple Zhao Hu followed closely behind, and the old man's identity was self-evident.

The 58th Heavenly Master of Mount Longhu, Qilong Zhenren.

The presence of the Heavenly Master in person attracted so much attention that the atmosphere that had been almost ignited suddenly paused. When the old Heavenly Master passed by the Heavenly Official, the latter bowed his head to him in salute.

"I am Zhang Qilong, the fifty-eighth generation Heavenly Master. I am honored to meet you all."

His voice spread like a loud bell, announcing to all the famous martial arts masters present, but his old face turned towards Chen Yi.

"Chen Yi, courtesy name Zunming, comes here uninvited, I hope you can understand."

The old Taoist looked up and down at the man who was escorting the Taisha Sword but changed his mind halfway. He thought that he would just leave and escape from Jiangxi. But now he is showing off in broad daylight. He really has no idea what this man is thinking. He is not acting according to common sense at all.

Although he knew that he had come with bad intentions, Master Tong Xuan was on the mountain, and it was not easy to kill him in front of everyone. The old Taoist smiled and raised his hand, saying, "Captain Chen, I am sorry for not welcoming you. What do you want?"

Chen Yi stood with his hands behind his back and said in a clear voice, "I'm going up the mountain to look for someone. I wonder if Longhu Mountain welcomes you?"

Upon learning that he was going to see Master Tong Xuan, the old Heavenly Master seemed to understand something and immediately said with a smile: "Captain Chen, do you want to return the sword? If so, I can certainly talk it out. We can also resolve the misunderstanding and forge a bond of incense and love."

Chen Yi smiled and asked, "Who said I want to return the sword?"

The old Taoist priest narrowed his eyes.

What he said just now was not an empty talk. If Chen Yi could return Tai Sha, Longhu Mountain would not care about their previous disagreements and would treat him as an honored guest. Not only that, they would also risk offending thousands of martial arts heroes to protect him. Longhu Mountain was the leader of the southern Taoist sect and had a great reputation. Even the most arrogant martial arts celebrities had to give him some face.

Zhao Xuan said at this time:
"Captain Chen didn't come here to return the sword, but he still wants to fight the dragon and tiger?"

He and Shenguo had seen Chen Yi's cunning and deceitful behavior. If he missed this opportunity, he might never have another chance to kill someone and take the sword. Zhao Hun's words were full of thorns.
"I think Captain Chen doesn't treat the heroes here as heroes, or the heroes as heroes."

The implication of the words is obvious. Heroes will gather together from all directions, some for righteousness, some for fame and fortune, and no matter who they are, they all want to kill this world-famous villain with their own hands.

Chen Yi laughed out loud and said:

"A good man is a good man, a hero is a hero, but you from Longhu Mountain are not like that."

As soon as these words were spoken, there was another round of commotion in the venue, and the Taoists from Longhu Mountain in the Great Shangqing Palace were even more indignant. No one expected that Chen Yi would point the finger at Longhu Mountain so directly and destroy Longhu Mountain's venue in broad daylight.

In the crowd, Prince Yin, who knew the dark history of Longhu Mountain, couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene.

After laughing, he looked at Chen Yi again, his eyes full of ridicule.

The old Taoist priest closed his eyes, then slowly opened them again. Just as he was about to speak, Zhao Hun stepped forward and shouted:

"How can we allow you to interfere with the reputation of Longhu Mountain? You insult our sect with crazy words. Your rebellious words should be struck by lightning, but we have our own tolerance. Why should we bother with a small soldier like you?

Captain Chen, today all the heroes in the world are here to weigh good and evil. Since you want to go up the mountain, let's weigh you and measure you. Everyone in the world can see it and see if you are worthy of entering my mountain gate."

Zhao Hu's Taoist robe fluttered in the wind, exuding an overwhelming aura. He spoke word by word,

"I just don't know, if Captain Chen is killed by the righteous men and dies here, will there be anyone to collect your body?"

"When a person dies, it's like a light going out. I don't care about falling leaves returning to their roots," Chen Yi said with a sneer on his face. "Longhu Mountain is a big family with a great business. Wouldn't it be troublesome to ask for a coffin and recite a few sutras to save the soul?"

"Since you say so, I will personally perform the ritual to help you to be reincarnated." Zhao Hun said in a cold voice.

Now Chen Yi is so aggressive that he kills people in public and breaks into the mountain gate. If Longhu Mountain does not respond, it will be presumptuous to be the ancestral home of Taoism. When a famous and upright sect does something, they must always consider their face and be righteous. They are not rough warriors, so they cannot just attack Chen Yi together. They must have a legitimate reason.

And the most important thing is that Master Tongxuan is still on the mountain. Everything that happened on the field was seen by this distinguished guest. Although she does not know the relationship between the two, if the reason for killing Chen Yi is not justified, it will only add to the twists and turns, and in the end, it will be a waste of effort.

Fortunately, Chen Yi is notorious, arrogant and unjust, and has no intention of backing down. As a result, Longhu Mountain has no choice but to kill him.

Zhao Hun glanced at the old Taoist priest to ask what he meant.

The old Taoist priest was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly.

The celestial official holds a scale bar in one hand and a weight in the other. The long scale bar is engraved with the Big Dipper. Each mark represents the level of merit. The smaller the mark, the more notorious the person is, and the larger the mark, the greater the merit.

Although the weight is small, it can hold thousands of pounds. For thousands of years, the heavenly officials have used the golden scales in their hands to weigh the merits of the world and bestow blessings on them on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

Chen Yi looked at the approaching celestial official with his eyes slightly narrowed. The reason why he was willing to be weighed was because he knew how much evil he had done and how much good he had done.

The heroes present only knew that he was notorious, but had no idea about his specific experience. Chen Yi also considered himself not a good person, but all along, due to the influence of Min Ning, Yin Tingxue, Zhou Yitong and others, he had done fewer bad things and more good things.

Perhaps the merits outweigh the demerits, or even if the merits and demerits offset each other, it is all justifiable.

Most of the warriors on the field have held their breath, and some even put their hands on their weapons, ready to strike with just one blow.

The Tianguan extended his finger towards Chen Yi and took out a weight. He could vaguely see a different luster. He hesitated for a moment.
I slowly put it on the scale...

"To mend the heavens with one's own body, to save the world and the people."

As soon as the words fell...

The golden scale suddenly fell down. Even though the weight had been pulled to the highest scale, it still could not bear the weight of the eight characters. The tall and majestic celestial official fell to his knees.

The old Taoist priest's squinting eyes suddenly opened, his old eyelids stretched higher than his brows, Zhao Hun also stood still, his whole body like a lead sculpture. The waves of noise that were about to boil at the Heroes' Meeting suddenly stopped, their breathing froze at this moment, time seemed to stand still for a moment, and everything they saw was plunged into deathly silence.

The storm swept through people's hearts,

Is this fucking... Nuwa?!
In thousands of pairs of bloodshot eyes, all they could see was the golden scale that measured countless merits, which was breaking apart piece by piece from the scale plate. The kneeling celestial official could not support the weight, and his body lowered lower and lower, with spider-web-like cracks spreading below his knees.

Chen Yi was stunned for a long time before finally coming back to his senses.

He looked around and smiled awkwardly.

"I think this hero meeting, no one is as heroic as me."

(End of this chapter)