Embers of Sword

Chapter 338 Yellow Bird
"Crash-"

The river water was surging and the air was chilly. The sword light condensed by the Way of Destruction swept back to Xie Xuanyi's forehead.

Huo Qu died and his body turned into ashes, flying in the air.

The river was filled with wailing and pleas for mercy.

"Sir, spare my life..."

"Please spare our lives!"

Xie Xuanyi looked down at these disciples. He searched Huo Qu's soul and knew that these people were innocent.

When they arrived in Qujiang, they didn't even know what their Master was going to do.

Huo Qu was afraid of death and brought them with him just to make it easier to form a formation.

A soft sigh came from the treasure ship.

"Xie brother, how are you going to deal with them?"

The tall monk standing at the bow watched all this silently.

Miao Zhen did not send a voice message, but asked in a deep voice: "These young monks...are you going to kill them all?"

This sound, carried by the river breeze, echoed on the surface of the river, making people feel a chill in their hearts.

Disciples like Huo Qu looked pale, and their cries for mercy became even louder.

they know.

Whether he lives or dies now depends on the thought of this young man named Xie.

Xie Xuanyi withdrew his sword intent.

According to his previous style, he would naturally kill them all.

Huo Qu is not a good person, so how can these disciples be good people?

"God has the virtue of good life."

Miao Zhen chanted the Buddha's name and spoke compassionately: "These people can't cause any big waves, so why not let them go."

"..."

Xie Xuanyi was silent for a few breaths, then he looked towards the treasure ship.

After meeting the tall monk's gaze for a moment, a complex look flashed across his eyes.

"Get out of here."

Xie Xuanyi turned around and regained his expressionless face: "Don't let me see you again!"

"……Walk!"

"Run away!"

Several streaks of light flashed across the surface of the river.

These Qi Controlling Realm disciples fled from Qujiang one after another and scattered like birds and beasts towards the far end of the fog.

Now that Huo Qu is dead, the friendship between fellow disciples naturally no longer exists. Now that disaster is imminent, everyone flees for their own safety, and escaping is the most important thing.

Unsurprisingly.

A person like Huo Qu who is naturally cold-hearted can only raise disciples who are also cold-hearted.

Xie Xuanyi said this, and in less than ten breaths, everyone on the river surface dispersed. The funny thing was that the two foundation-building disciples whose swords were broken had no one to rescue them, and they could only swim desperately to the other side of the river.

But there is one thing that is unexpected.

Among these people, there was one who did not escape... Xuan Wu was still kneeling in the void, looking at the ashes of his master with a sad expression.

It was the first time that Xie Xuanyi had seen such an idiot.

He saw clearly.

When Huo Qu died, grief flashed in Xuan Wu's eyes. How could such a heartless and ungrateful villain have disciples who shed tears for his death?

"You're not running away?" Xie Xuanyi sneered.

"Escape...where can you escape to?"

Xuan Wu smiled softly and said, "Just kill me. It's better for me to die under your sword than to die at the hands of the Imperial City Division."

Xie Xuanyi looked at the treasure ship again.

Miaozhen shook her head again.

Xie Xuanyi sighed lightly and left.

……

……

"You mean, Xie Zhen killed Huo Qu but spared your lives?"

On the other side of the Qujiang River, deep in the fog, a thin young man in a cloak sat on an iron seat, playing with three walnuts in his palms, making a rumbling sound like thunder.

"Special Envoy, it is absolutely true!"

A Qi-controlling disciple, who was soaked all over, knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

"Interesting... Do you think I'm a fool?"

The thin young man said with a gloomy face: "Xie Xuanyi killed countless people in the past, how could his disciples be merciful? Since he killed Huo Qu with one sword, he should kill all of you."

"Brother Huangxi, calm down..."

Next to the iron seat, there was a child in a black robe hanging.

The child's face was hidden by a robe, looking very mysterious, but he spoke in a soft and gentle voice.

"The head of the state only sent us to check the water conditions of the Qu River and the status of the purple treasure ship..."

The child smiled and said, "Huo Qu's subordinates are a bunch of rabble. They can't figure out Xie Zhen's strength. It's not surprising that they returned empty-handed. Why get angry?"

"Brother Wu..."

The special envoy of Huangxi took a deep breath and frowned, "How do you think we can deal with this?"

"Simple."

The child smiled, and hovered in front of the kneeling disciple, and said softly: "Don't worry, I will ask you two questions. Raise your head and look at me carefully..."

The sound is very soft to the ears.

The disciple raised his head in a daze and looked directly at the child's face under the black robe.

"Huo Qu is dead. Where is the ninth-grade treasure 'Liaoyanzhan' that was previously given to me now?"

This is the first question the child asks.

The disciple was stunned for a moment, as if recalling the scene on the river, and slowly said: "The Liaoyan lamp... seems to be in Senior Brother Xuanwu's hand."

"Xuan Wu?"

Huangxi narrowed his eyes.

Huoqu's mountain gate is not big, with only a few dozen disciples in total, most of whom are Qi cultivators.

This guy doesn't do good deeds on a daily basis, but he happened to meet a good disciple.

Xuan Wu practiced Huo Qu's inferior martial arts and broke through to the realm of cave heaven. It's a pity that the feng shui of Qujiang is too bad. If this guy could join a famous and upright sect, he might have a chance to get a glimpse of the scenery on the list of geniuses.

"Where is Xuanwu?" Huangxi couldn't help but interrupt and spoke in a deep voice.

"..."

There was silence on the top of the mountain, and everyone looked at each other.

Those who should escape have all escaped.

It seems that Xuan Wu has not come back.

Huangxi couldn't sit still anymore, he stood up and looked towards the other side of Qujiang River anxiously.

"What was the scene over there on the treasure ship? Did you see it clearly?"

The child held out his palm, signaling the special envoy not to worry. He gently asked the second question: "Do you remember how many people were on the treasure ship?"

"two."

The disciple said sincerely: "Besides Xie Zhen, there is another very tall monk."

"Is this so..."

The child was a little disappointed with this response.

"Brother Wu, even if Master Junshan is really in the delegation, it doesn't matter."

Huang Xi transmitted his voice: "Master Chief just wanted to see Xie Zhen's trump card in advance... Since the order has been sent to the three major sects, action will be taken no matter what."

"I know this truth."

The black-robed child spoke quietly, "It's just that trust is something that can't withstand too many tests. Half of the trust that the Imperial City Bureau has built up with the three major sects over the years was destroyed that night at Tailing... The remaining half can't withstand too many twists and turns. This ambush is extremely risky for us. If there is another Taoist reincarnation on the treasure ship, the three major sects dare not wade into the muddy waters."

"That's natural."

Huang Xi sighed and said helplessly: "The chief said that you can just wait and see, and consider coming forward when the time is right."

"In that case..."

The child smiled softly: "Then Wu will wait and see."

At this moment, a low voice sounded from not far away.

"I don't know what do you want to see?"

The sound came without warning, like a thunderclap, startling everyone.

"who--"

The black-robed boy's heart suddenly stopped beating and he looked up suddenly.

But then a tall figure holding a golden pestle slowly walked out of the mist. "Miao Zhen?!"

Huang Xi's expression changed drastically, "How did you find this place?"

next moment.

He suddenly realized what was going on and looked angrily at the Huoqu disciples who were kneeling on the ground and trembling.

……

……

"Mr. Xie, you're back so soon?"

Purple and blue treasure ship, in the guest room.

Junshan sat cross-legged in meditation, slowly opened his eyes, and looked at the black-robed young man who pushed the door open.

He sniffed lightly and said jokingly, "There's not much smell of blood... It seems you didn't kill many people..."

"Killed one."

Xie Xuanyi said calmly: "The ones blocking the road were just spies sent by the Imperial City Bureau. I wanted to kill them all, but Miao Zhen stopped me."

"Ah."

Junshan sneered, "How come he reincarnated and became a living Bodhisattva? Where are the others?"

"..."

The three words "living Bodhisattva" made Xie Xuanyi silent for a moment.

"He went out."

Xie Xuanyi sighed: "You may have misunderstood. He didn't let me kill these people because he was being kind..."

"Oh?"

Junshan was stunned for a moment, but soon understood what Xie Zhen said.

His whole expression became more interesting, and he chuckled softly: "Not bad, not bad, this is the 'Miao Zhen' I know!"

……

……

When Xie Xuanyi was ready to use his sword power to kill Huo Qu and all these disciples.

Miao Zhen stopped him in front of everyone.

at the same time.

Miaozhen also sent a soul sound to Xie Xuanyi.

[“Leave these people here for now. I will help you to root them out.”]

This was why Xie Xuanyi's eyes became complicated for a moment.

He didn't expect that Miaozhen would be even more ruthless than himself.

With Miaozhen's intervention, Xie Xuanyi let Huo Qu's disciples go. These people felt lucky because of Buddhism's "forgiveness" and fled for their lives, but they didn't know that their movements were all heard by Miaozhen's "clairaudience". This Buddhist monk who seemed to be concentrating on enjoying the scenery quietly became the oriole of Qujiang.

Fanyin Temple never breaks its word. When he recruited Xie Xuanyi to join, he made the promise of "jointly fighting the enemy". Now that the treasure ship is setting out, it is time to fulfill his promise.

"Buzzing..."

The mist was dispersed by the golden light.

Miaozhen held the Mingsha Staff and shattered the layers of dark haze around him.

He smiled as he watched the scene in front of him. "If I remember correctly, this is the Imperial City Special Envoy 'Huangxi'... I have heard of your great name before."

Huangxi looked extremely ugly.

"This person is at a good level, with a perfect cave and a nearly perfect Dao. He is only one step away from becoming a Yin God. In addition, you exude the aura of the evil weapon 'Soul-Knocking Banner', so you must be no unknown person."

Miao Zhen slowly turned his head and said, "If I am not mistaken... you should be the disciple of the 'Red Immortal' of Yinshan, 'Qi Po Zhenren'?"

"Damn it!"

The black-robed boy's identity was exposed. He looked at Huang Xi with a gloomy face and said, "It's so unlucky to work with the Imperial City Bureau!"

That night at Tailing, the envoys from the three major sects were slaughtered!

The mistake made by the Imperial City Bureau made the top leaders of the three major sects furious.

However, due to the majesty of the Holy Queen, this anger could not be released.

Encircling and suppressing the Paper Man Sect is a great cause. Now, we are only one step away from joining forces with Da Chu to kill the Taoist master together... If the three major sects want to continue to join forces with the Da Chu royal family, they can only swallow this humiliation.

There wasn't much trust between the two to begin with.

This time, Yuan Jimo said nicely that he was just coming to Qujiang for investigation.

As a result, the Buddhist disciples from Fanyin Temple were directly attracted!
"...I will report this to the Chief immediately!"

Huangxi gritted his teeth, quickly took out the token and crushed it, but only a loud bang was heard from the top of the mountain and the news could not be transmitted at all.

Miaozhen displayed his "divine power" and followed silently.

Before showing up, he completely blocked the void around him.

"Report your ass!"

Zhenren Qi Po roared angrily and started fighting directly. He turned his wrist and summoned the "Soul-Knocking Banner".

Within a radius of a hundred feet, the wind howled fiercely.

For a moment, the sky and the earth were dark, and a haze was rising. Countless human-headed ghosts were fluttering on the mountain top. The disciples of Huoqu Mountain Gate, those in the Qi Refining Realm and the Foundation Establishment Realm, had no time to resist at all. They were dissolved by the Soul-Knocking Banner in an instant. Their clothes were torn, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and they were directly transformed into a part of the world in the banner!
Those who were at the Qi Controlling Stage were only slightly better, staggering, their eyes corroded in an instant.

From beginning to end.

True Man Qi Po had no intention of letting these people go.

Don’t say Huo Qu is dead.

Even if Huo Qu was alive, all the cultivators on this mountain would be refined by the Soul-Knocking Banner, including Huo Qu!
"Rumble--"

The big banner fell to the ground, the sky darkened, and even the sun was dyed lacquer color.

"Since this bald donkey has come to my door, today is a fight of life and death."

Master Qi Po said coldly: "Huang Xi, let's join forces and kill him together!"

"call……"

Huangxi took a deep breath.

This was the first time he had seen such methods... Red Immortal, White Ghost, and Green Owl are collectively known as the Three Saints of Yinshan. The methods cultivated by these three evil masters were indeed extraordinary!
"There are ten grades of Soul-Knocking Banners."

At this moment.

On the other side of the mountain top, at the end of the gloomy wind, a deep and calm voice was heard.

"I heard that the Soul-Knocking Banner of the Red Immortal has refined tens of thousands of lives, among which several have reached the Perfect Yin Spirit level, surpassing the Tenth Rank... Your Soul-Knocking Banner should only be of the Eighth Rank."

Countless evil spirits were howling in the gloomy wind.

However, the howl could not stop the spread of the deep sound.

The young monk spoke slowly, his voice full of compassion: "If I let you kill thousands of innocent lives and ascend to the Yin God, perhaps this evil weapon will be able to go further, and by then it will cover more than just a mountain."

"Why do we need to kill so many people?"

Master Qi Po sneered and said, "Killing you is enough."

"So much the better."

The young monk smiled and said, "Why don't you try today... to see if you can kill me."

The words fell to the ground.

The sound of metal and iron suddenly became louder.

The young Buddhist took a step forward, and behind him, a majestic Buddha statue slowly rose.

Huangxi was completely stunned.

Thousands of brilliant lights are falling.

The dense haze that had been pressing down on this desolate mountain suddenly dissipated.

The mantra of the Mingsha Staff turned into scorching golden suns, floating above.

The holy Buddha Kingdom replaced the sun that was stained by the soul-knocking flag, hanging high in the sky, with countless blazing lights pouring down like waterfalls.

"what!!"

The child in black robe screamed, and the robe was torn into pieces by the light in an instant, and he fell heavily to the ground.

The large banner that was inserted into the top of the mountain shattered in an instant and was suppressed by the Buddha Kingdom and could not move.

He looked at the monk in front of him in horror.

The golden light is bright.

With every step the Buddhist took, he seemed to grow ten feet taller.

In the end, it seemed to be hundreds of feet high.

Miao Zhen slowly stretched out her hand towards the evil cultivator in black robe in front of her.

It seemed as if he wanted to take the entire mountain into his hands.

A very light voice of compassion spread over several miles.

This is a question I ask myself.

It is also a sigh.

"If I don't go to hell, who will?"

(End of this chapter)