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Chapter 311: Heaven-granted hero, Tiance! (asking for monthly ticket)
It seemed that the foreign monk had never met such a disrespectful person before.

For a moment, his brain seemed to be frozen, and the pedestrians around him who were wearing Western-style clothes had incredible expressions on their faces, as if they couldn't believe that there were people in this place who dared to directly disobey the Buddhist master.

The monk blushed and said, "You, you!!!"

The foreign monks glared at them, as if whipping these Westerners with a whip, saying: "Do you know what price you have to pay to offer this to the Buddha? How much suffering and sin you have to endure!"

The young man was still in the mood to chat a little, and asked, "Buddha?"

"Now the people of the world are suffering."

“I’m poor too.”

"Buddha, please use this money to save me."

"Save me from poverty and misery."

The foreign monk said: "My Buddha saves all living beings..."

The young man smiled calmly and said, "I am the common people."

Batur was shocked. For some reason, there was an indescribable courage and spirit in these four words, which was not something that ordinary people could express. He raised his head and looked at the young man with a big beard.

Are all the young traveling merchants in the Central Plains of China of this kind of temperament?

No, is he really a traveling businessman? !
Batur began to have some doubts.

It was the first time that the foreign monk had seen such a shameless person. He just said:
"absurd!"

"You are not a living being!"

Li Guanyi said: "You are not a Buddha either."

The foreign monk became impatient: "My Buddha saves all living beings. This is a contribution to Buddha, and it will be transformed into merit in the next life. Don't you understand this principle?"

Li Guanyi suddenly realized: "Money is the merit, then I understand."

"My Buddha saves all living beings, but I don't save the poor?"

Li Guanyi's teacher Wang Tong was debating with various schools of thought alone. His disciple made the monk's face turn red with just a few words. He wanted to take the money out of the boy's hand, but his hand was too strong.

I used all my strength to steal lamp oil from the Buddha, but I couldn't pry his hands open.

Which guy took money from the Buddha? From ancient times to the present, only Buddhas take money from ordinary people. How can it be the other way around? He held Li Guanyi's hand tightly and shouted:
"Aren't you afraid of retribution in the afterlife?!"

Li Guanyi knocked it with his backhand.

With a light flick of her finger, the formation she had learned from that cheap big brother was completed, leaving a mark on the foreign monk's wrist. Yaoguang quietly followed Li Guanyi's instructions and left a trace of magical power on the monk.

At the same time, Li Guanyi also sprinkled the medicinal powder left by Hou Zhongyu's formula on the monk. This was a method prepared by Hou Zhongyu for the security of Qilin Palace. Even his master was amazed at such ingenuity.

This formula is colorless and odorless, but if you rub the tip of your nose with another medicine, you can smell a very rich fragrance.

Li Guanyi was planning to look for the traces of the Demon Sect, but he never thought that they would be found right at his doorstep like this.

How can you let it go?

At present, we have taken triple insurance measures with formations, magic and medical skills, just to ensure stability.

At the same time, he attracted the energy and asked with a smile: "Why doesn't Buddha come to me in this life!?"

The foreign monk was stumped by the question.

Qin Wuhou said: "You asked me whether I would be afraid of Buddha in my next life."

“I don’t see the Buddha, and the Buddha doesn’t see me.”

"Does the Buddha you are talking about also fear me?"

The foreign monk's face flushed red, his eyes almost spitting fire as he stared at Li Guanyi, wanting to refute, but the Buddhist scriptures and magic methods he had studied were not enough to refute this sharp-tongued guy, so he could only say: "You, do you dare to leave your name?!"

Li Guanyi straightened his chest and raised his head: "I will not change my name or surname."

"I am Tianger!"

After these words were spoken, Batur, who had just been wondering whether this might be the new hero of Central Plains, suddenly felt his thoughts stagnate: "…………" His anger was instantly deflated.

Tianger is a story that has been passed down orally and has taken on a mythical flavor.

The two foreign monks were speechless. Their fierce momentum suddenly stopped, and then they became even more angry and said, "Tian Geer? Who are you? How dare you use the name in the story to fool us!"

The silver-haired girl over there was squatting on the ground, picking up the money carefully.

The foreign monk was furious and tried to shake off Li Guanyi's hand, but failed. He then shouted, "This man has committed the great sin of slandering the Buddha. He will go to hell and have his tongue plucked out. He will suffer the torment of the tongue-pulling hell!"

"I'm not allowed to speak. This monk is so overbearing."

Li Guan smiled, leaving a mark, and winked at Batur.

Batur was very smart. He also pulled out a knife and pointed it at Li Guanyi and the others. He tried to distance himself from them and shouted, "Where are you from? How dare you snatch the Buddha's treasure?"

The foreign monk shouted: "It is to be offered to the Buddhas!"

Li Guanyi laughed loudly and lifted up the monk with one hand, like picking up a fallen leaf. Xue family's Broken Jade Fist shook the monk's wrist, then swung it up and hit another monk like throwing a stone.

A group of people had already rushed out from the surrounding area.

Someone shouted in the Central Plains dialect, "Run, run to the city gate. There are more than a thousand monks in this city. They don't have to work, eat three kinds of pure meat every day, practice the Hinayana Buddhism, and have a very high status here."

"They are different from the Buddhist disciples in the Central Plains."

"The Buddha over here is the real Buddha!"

When Li Guan saw that Zhang Ziwen, the real traveling merchant from the Central Plains, was shouting and riding a camel to run outside, Li Guan smiled and casually grabbed a clothesline that fell down nearby with his left hand. With a shake of his hand, a guard with a turban was thrown away.

He stretched out his left arm and picked up the silver-haired girl who was picking up the money over there.

Directly wrap around the girl's waist.

The silver-haired girl was embraced and picked up.

His limbs were hanging and swaying, but he still held on to his little package tightly.

Poker face.

Li Guan took a big step forward, holding a wooden stick in his hand, and either whipped or tapped, but he did not hurt the lives of these ordinary guards, but only tapped their wrists to knock their weapons down.

On a narrow road, weapons fell down. Li Guanyi snatched the monk's merit box, then let the girl throw the package of money up, turned around and shook his hand.

The package was opened in mid-air.

As the monk walked along the road, all the money he had collected fell to the ground.

Some people had already gone to pick up the money. The monk was shocked and angry: "This is not your money, this is Buddha's money. Aren't you afraid of Buddha's wrath?!" He wanted to chase Li Guanyi, but was stopped by these people who were picking up the money. Then a clay pot fell from the sky and his head was directly put into it.

The monk's head was shaved bald, and he usually rubbed it with ghee, which made it bright and smooth. With a pop, the clay pot directly put the bald head into it. The foreign monk felt a darkness before his eyes and screamed in surprise.

“Archery, archery!”

"Shoot to death all those people from the Central Plains who slander the Buddha!"

"shoot!"

Li Guanyi raised his head and saw a woman in a green robe, with a slender figure and a windproof hooded headscarf, performing Qinggong on the buildings on both sides. She was carrying a large package on her back and said, "You, you, you, what are you doing again!?"

"How come you've caused such a big trouble after just not seeing each other for a while!?"

Li Guanyi said, "The Buddha wants to steal my money."

Nangong Wumeng was surprised: "Who is so brave?!"

"After removing Yan Daiqing, there are still people who dare to make money from you, and you still have to give it?!"

The monk was furious and shouted, "It's for the Buddha, for the Buddha!"

Li Guanyi grinned.

Although his comrade-in-arms' evaluation of him seemed very accurate, Li Guanyi could not feel happy due to a complicated feeling. My lord, I am your lord!
The young man shook his head and said seriously: "These are all small matters, not serious."

"How is it? Did you gain anything?!"

Nangong Wumeng entered the city. Li Guanyi gave her a lot of gold beans and asked her to set up a stall there and pick up bargains in the pawnshop. Nangong Wumeng frowned and said, "It's just like what you said. I bought some things based on my feelings, but I don't know if there are any good things."

She used her lightness skills and moved nimbly to land next to Li Guanyi and Yaoguang.

Judging purely from the perspective of light Kung Fu skills, Nangong Wumeng who is at the fourth level is not much different from Li Guanyi who is at the sixth level. The only difference is that the latter has great power and strength. With one step, a small hole is created on the ground and the person is bounced far away. He is far inferior to Nangong Piaoyi.

Li Guanyi looked at the big bag that Nangong Wumeng was carrying with a smile on his face.

Nangong Wumeng shrank his neck, his face flushed, and said unhappily:
"General, don't be so obsessed with money."

"Just think about it, we don't have armor, what should we do with the rain of arrows behind us?"

The guards in the city had already rushed onto the rammed earth walls and drew their bows. The bows of the Western Regions were larger than those of the Central Plains, and the arrows also had their own characteristics and a long range. Although Li Guanyi was a martial arts master and was not afraid of the rain of arrows, he was also worried that exposing his martial arts would easily bring more trouble.

But this rain of arrows was not a problem for them.

Li Guanyi teased:
"With your good luck, why don't you summon some meteorites or something?"

Nangong Wumeng said: "You you you!"

Nangong Wumeng seemed to be angry and shouted: "Okay, then I will use the fortune of the Lord for thirty years to bet that we can rush out this time, and we don't have to worry about the rain of arrows!"

Li Guanyi was shocked, but the two men had already rushed to the city gate. The guards had already prepared intercepting objects made of large wood, such as wooden stakes and chevaux de frise. Li Guanyi held the wooden stick in his right hand and strode forward.

He raised his arms, waist, and arms, and a force flowed through them. He turned his wrist slightly and handed over the wooden stick.

【Mountain Destruction】!!!
The momentum is magnificent and solemn.

It’s different from when I first learned this trick.

At this moment, when Li Guanyi used this move, his energy was so powerful that it progressed layer by layer, as if there was really a mountain in front of him, and a hole could be drilled in it by the wooden stick in the young man's hand.

boom! ! !
The blocking object in front was knocked away, and the heavy chevaux de frise made of wood and iron collapsed. A dark golden light flowed from the wooden stick in Li Guanyi's hand, which was attached with the power of the Tiger Roaring Sky Halberd, and it was completely intact.

As he stepped, the water could not get in and the broken wood chips were all bounced away.

Rushing out like a tiger.

The defenses of this city couldn't even stop him.

A famous general from the Central Plains, even if he is just a commoner, cannot be stopped by a small town in the Western Regions.

When the archers on the steps shot in unison, somehow a gust of wind swirled up and blew over, filling their mouths with sand. The arrows they shot became soft and powerless and were swept into the sandstorm.

Li Guan was dumbfounded, looking outside the city, at the strong wind between heaven and earth.

really have? !

Although he knew that there were many sandstorms in the Western Regions during the spring, Nangong Wumeng just kept saying that. Li Guanyi couldn't help but feel a little timid and said, "Miss Nangong, can you please withdraw your words a little?"

The most beautiful woman in the martial arts world raised her chin slightly but did not answer:
"Humph."

Li Guanyi grinned and rushed out with a loud laugh. He and Nangong both had top-notch strength among the younger generation in the martial arts world, and a sandstorm of this magnitude could not stop them. After rushing out for more than ten miles, they found a rock that could shield them from the wind and sand, and hid in the shade of the rock.

He put Yaoguang down and reached out to brush the dust off the girl's body.

Li Guanyi lowered his eyes to sense the breath over there, his eyes were quiet. Nangong Wumeng left the mark of the Qilin Army along the way to guide Fan Qing and others, and then said: "So, General, what did you do to that monk? You didn't really do this just because these foreign monks stole your gold beads, right?"

Li Guanyi told Nangong Wumeng that these foreign monks were from the devil sect.

The Qilin Army didn't know Yaoguang's past, but they knew that the Demon Sect was a problem unique to the Western Regions. If they wanted to gain a foothold in the Western Regions, they would have to face these problems. Upon hearing this, they said, "The Demon Sect..."

"I've long heard that the Demon Sect has branched out in the Western Regions and has different identities."

“I didn’t expect that these monks would be the same.”

Li Guan nodded, planning to follow the mark to find the Demon Sect's branch temple, follow the clues, and make some advance preparations. He chatted with Nangong Wumeng for a while, and then all the Qilin Army members arrived.

Li Guanyi called this place the Tiance Palace, and everyone discussed the situation.

Pan Wanxiu said: "The city walls here are completely different from those in the Central Plains. I originally thought that rammed earth was not very strong, but I found out that the rammed earth bricks used to build the city here are mixed with grass and other materials, which actually makes the strength of the city walls much higher. The seams are also filled with yellow rice porridge, making them extremely strong."

"They all have their own characteristics in terms of wells, windbreaks, and buildings."

“It can withstand the storm.”

“It is a unique building born in the climate of the Western Regions.”

Gongsun Huaizhi and Xu Tiange also talked about the defense of the mechanism and the farm products, and they all had insights. Li Guanyi nodded slightly and looked at Fan Qing. Even here, Fan Qing was still sitting here with his back straight.

Although he was wearing grey Western clothing, he looked solemn and majestic, as if he was wearing armor with unicorn patterns and a robe with civil and military sleeves.

Li Guanyi said: "Fan Qing, how are you?"

Fan Qing returned the gift and said in a deep voice:

"My lord, a rebellion may occur here at any time."

"Inside, people are divided into nine classes, and the flesh and blood of ordinary people are used to feed the upper class princes, nobles, high-level warriors, and monks. The upper class people wear rags that can only cover their shame, while the royal nobles use the silk of [Edilais], which is exquisite and gorgeous."

"The upper class can punish the lower class with death penalty such as gouging out eyes, cutting off feet, chopping off hands, pushing off cliffs, and drowning. Generally speaking, the princes and nobles enjoy everything, while all the middle class people are dependent on the upper class and recognize that the lower class people are filthy."

“And when the lower class of slaves died, the common people would become the new lower class.”

"The younger brothers, teachers, warriors, etc. of the superiors will become the new middle class. This is an order from top to bottom, and it is extremely strict and harsh."

"The nobles used rice porridge to make the city walls stronger, and the lower floors used trees to fill their stomachs."

"It is filled with extreme injustice, and has the soil to ignite the Qilin Fire."

Fan Qing took out another scroll and pointed at the words on it, saying, "There is a large dragon pond a few hundred miles north of this city. According to legend, dragons change their forms, mate with mares, and give birth to dragon foals. I guess there should be a large herd of wild horses with the blood of exotic beasts there."

"In addition, [there was a city that had no well in the city, so they took water from the Great Dragon Pond. A dragon turned into a human, met with women, and gave birth to a son who was brave and ran like a galloping horse. As a result, the people gradually became more powerful, using their strength to bully others and not obeying the king's orders]"

"[The king then invited the Turks to kill the people in this city, both young and old, and the population was wiped out.]"

"It is said that the people in the city drank the water, which attracted dragons to transform into humans and give birth to children with them. These people did not obey the king's orders, so the Turks came and killed them all. This is the legend."

"Using legends to cover up the truth about the dynasty's massacre."

"But even the most violent hero in the Central Plains would not massacre his own city, which shows that there are many internal contradictions."

"From my humble opinion, it should be that the kings of the Western Regions used the legends of Buddha to deceive the people, and then after massacring the city, they used the legends to fool the people, so the kings allowed Buddhism to spread wildly here."

Fan Qing sat there with his back straight.

"This area is full of contradictions. They massacred the city themselves, and according to Buddhist legends, the stupid people's family and country are not united. Once the army is raised, it can be conquered in the name of justice."

"The people will not support their king."

"With its military strength, my lord, it can be the first place to be captured."

Nangong Wumeng: “…………”

So Pan Wanxiu began to talk about the city problem, Xu Tiange talked about farming, farming, food, and logistics; Gongsun Huaizhi was thinking about targeted siege equipment, and Fan Qing said that he hoped to bring the oppressed people there out to avoid being killed and turned into dry food.

In just a moment, these traveling merchants from the Central Plains transformed into their true appearance.

Stern, silent, and domineering, they knew what they were here to do.

Like the sharp edge hidden in the scabbard.

With the might of a mighty force that can pacify the four directions, it is the Tiance Palace of Jiangnan.

Even though they have been traveling together for a long time, Nangong Wumeng still feels dazed sometimes and can't tell which one wants the dragon to sneeze at them, which one drinks salty milk tea with a frown, and which one has a heart-to-heart talk with the tribal people.

Just like now, just a few words can already convey a solemn and sharp demeanor.

Which one is they?

She heard herself answer subconsciously: "I have recorded the city defense layout and the city structure."

This stunning beauty in the world sighed.

It turns out I am the same.

By the time Changsun Wuchou and Batur came back, these people had already begun to seriously study whether the things Nangong Wumeng brought back were valuable. Finally, Changsun Wuchou identified them and found that their value had at least tripled.

At that moment, Li Guanyi's eyes lit up.

Nangong Wumeng sighed: "Sure enough."

He's also a greedy guy.

What exactly is Tiance Mansion?

She thought and sometimes she couldn't figure it out. After Batur came back, he didn't say anything to Li Guanyi. He just sighed and told them not to quarrel with those Buddhas easily, as it would do no good.

He was actually in a good mood because the golden bead was back.

There were many things hanging on his horse, big and small bags containing food, salt, and clothes. The newborn children were growing very fast, so new clothes needed to be prepared.

He also bought some knife oil for maintaining his sword and a little bit of wine for himself.

Needlework, cloth, and medicinal herbs were all inexpensive things, but Batur was smiling. The wrinkles on his face caused by wind and sand were smoothed out. His dark eyes were full of brilliance and hope for the future.

Everyone went back to the tribe's location, but before they got there, Li Guanyi, holding the mirror he bought for the little girl, suddenly stopped. Fan Qing suddenly raised his head and said, "My Lord."

Coming in the wind.

It's the smell of blood.

Li Guanyi said: "Let's go!"

Everyone hurried back and saw a devastated tribe. Batur seemed to be hit hard by a sledgehammer. His face turned pale all of a sudden, and his face, which had just relaxed under the oppression of this chaotic world, suddenly wrinkled.

It felt like someone had hit me hard with a hammer.

In a tribe of more than a thousand people, about a hundred people died.

Li Guanyi and others immediately helped take care of the injured, but these people did not even cry, they just sobbed softly, staring at the sky with lifeless eyes, and soon figured out the situation -

A hunting group of nobles encountered this tribe hiding here.

Then they tried their hand at hunting them.

When he said these words, there was no fluctuation on the face of the old tribal man. Batur ran around frantically in the tribe, calling out names one by one, but no one responded to him.

"Saatanti!"

"Saatanti!!!"

The little girl who tried hard to survive even in such a chaotic world and said she wanted to live to the age of 56 had no voice to answer. She was abducted. In this chaotic world, young, brave and healthy women were valuable in the Western Regions.

Batur finally staggered to a stop. He saw the corpses lying on pillows and kneeling on the ground in front of him. Those were the old people who had just been rescued. There was no need for them to stay in the lake and wait to die. They could still walk around on this land.

Now dead.

The man was stabbed in the back by the saber and fell forward. The horse leaped up, and the saber slashed across nimbly, cutting open the man's flesh and blood at the speed of the horse's gallop. Blood, flesh and internal organs gushed out and spread on the ground.

Batur staggered and knelt on the ground, clenched his fists, and tried hard to hold back his emotions. But when his horse came over and lowered its head to rub against him, the things prepared for the elderly and children flooded into his eyes with heavy feelings.

Batur finally lost control of his emotions. He slammed his fists on the ground and raised his head to cry.

"Eternal Heaven, why!"

It was as if the world knew that their lives were going to get better.

I just ran towards them.

Obviously, everything will get better soon, and I have obviously survived yesterday.

Li Guanyi leaned over and pressed on the horse hoof prints, saying, "Why don't you chase after them?"

Batur's eyes turned red as he said, "That's, that's a hunting noble..."

"You have offended Lord Buddha, so you can't go."

Li Guanyi looked at this brave warrior from the Western Regions with two swords, saw the chains on his body, and heard a voice calling him, "Jinzhu, Jinzhu..."

Li Guanyi turned his head and looked at an old man there who was seriously injured. Lao Gui was treating him. Li Guanyi lowered his eyes, slowly squatted down and looked at the old man. The latter said: "Jinzhu, she, Saatanti, has been taken away. Please save her."

"That's a good kid."

"She's a good kid. She's only fourteen years old..."

Li Guanyi lowered his eyes and asked, "Is my golden bead still there?"

The old woman was the one who looked after the tribe's gold and silver. With trembling hands, she took out the well-protected gold bead that she had placed in her wound.

Because it can protect many people from survival, the golden beads are stained with dirty blood. The wrinkled palm with bulging veins is wiping the golden beads, but it is difficult to wipe them clean.

She cried, "It's dirty..."

Li Guanyi took the golden bead and clenched his five fingers together.

"I am a traveling merchant, a traveling merchant."

"Saatanti's life is your revenge."

"I took it."

The old man was stunned, with tears in his eyes, he clasped his hands together, saying something about golden beads and the name of Golden Bead Mami. Li Guanyi put the beads into his pocket and looked at Batur and the people around him with a smile.

"After all, I am the one you are talking about..."

"Tianger, right?"

The young man lowered his eyes and said in the language of the Central Plains:

"Tiance Mansion."

Fan Qing, Gongsun Huaizhi, Zhangsun Wuchou, Pan Wanxiu, Xu Tiange, and Nangong Wumeng all took half a step forward.

They seemed to be still in Jiangnan, and still wearing the battle robes with Qilin cloud patterns.

Bow your head and respond:

"promise!"

(End of this chapter)