A Good Landlord in the Tang Dynasty: Starting from the Village Chief

Chapter 793 The Five Thunder Orthodox Method Appears Again
Li Yi watched as Tan Zong led the warrior monks out and surrounded them.

This man was eight feet tall and wielded a bronze golden cudgel. Although he wore a monk's robe, his eyes beneath his shiny bald head were filled with murderous intent.

"You are General Tanzong?"

"Give me your life, you traitor!" Tanzong raised his large club high and brought it down on his head.

Li Yi's mind stirred, and he took out his stun gun from his spatial storage; he hadn't used it in a long time. Holding it in his sleeve, he raised his hand.

"How dare you, Tanzong, be so insolent!"

He shouted, raised his hand towards Tanzong, pushed open the head, and a strong light shone out.

Snowy day,
The palace doors were tightly closed, and the interior was rather dim.

This beam of light was as dazzling as lightning.

Tanzong was blinded the moment the light shone on him.
The unknown filled him with fear. He didn't know what it was. A flash of lightning, and he could see nothing anymore. He was in a state of panic.

Li Yi watched as Tan Zong, who had dropped the cup and was rubbing his eyes, walked in a flustered manner.

Stride over.

The bright light from the stun gun hidden in his sleeve shone directly into his eyes.

After quickly reaching his side, Li Yi turned on the electric shock switch and pressed it against his ribs.

The 18 million volt high voltage instantly paralyzed Tanzong, causing his entire body to tremble.

Li Yi silently counted to three in his mind before stopping.

With a thought, the electric baton returned to space.

Li Yi put his hands behind his back.
Standing there, looking down on the bald crowd.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye.

Lightning flash.

With so many people in the hall, almost no one had time to react before it was over.

Abbot Zhicao's eyes widened in shock, like copper bells. He only remembered Li Yi shouting, then raising his hand and unleashing a blinding flash of light, followed by Li Yi swiftly stepping forward, seemingly forming a sword with his right hand and striking Tanzong's ribs.
In that instant, Tanzong collapsed, his body trembling violently.

Tan Zong was eight feet tall, as strong as an ox, and his golden cudgel was unmatched.

He was the head instructor of the 3,600 Shaolin monks.

When the thirteen monks of the strait entered Huanzhou, he was the first to enter the city.

When he stormed into Wang Renzhe's palace, he used his golden cudgel to smash Wang Renzhe's personal guards into a mess, sweeping them away.

It was precisely because of this merit of being the first to scale the walls and capture the general that...
Tanzong was personally awarded nine ranks of merit by the King of Qin and granted the title of Grand General.

He possessed exceptional physical martial arts skills; while not invulnerable to swords and spears, he was certainly tough and resilient. However, Li Yi appeared to be much smaller than Tan Zong.
With just a light touch, he knocked Tanzong down.

It was only at this moment that Zhi Cao remembered that Li Yi had been a Taoist priest for sixteen years and that, according to legend, he also knew the Five Thunder Orthodox Method.

Shisao had never believed in this legend before.

But that blinding flash of lightning just now...
Another finger pointed to Tanzong.
But it made him start to believe it.

otherwise,

Who could bring down Tanzong in one fell swoop?
That was the weapon that brought down Wang Renzhe's entire squad of personal guards back then, with just a golden-hooped bronze staff.

Li Yi stood with his hands behind his back.
Standing in the hall,

Looking around,

"Who else?"

The nine generals stood solemnly, not making a move.

This scene
It is part of the plan.

But it still surprised them.

Only Liu Heizi, the Founding Son of Lantian County and General of the Cavalry of the Imperial Guard, had his lips trembling slightly, and his waist and ribs seemed to be aching faintly.
That lightning,
They took him back to six years ago.
Back when he was still a tenant farmer in Guo Erlang's household, he was overcome by greed and stole gold from Li Yi's thatched hut in the middle of the night. As a result, he suffered the exact same treatment as Tan Zong is now.

First, I was blinded by electric light and couldn't see anything.
Then, as if struck by lightning, my waist and ribs felt numb, and I was completely paralyzed and unable to move.

He was extremely familiar with Situ's Five Thunder Orthodox Technique.
He even remembered a mantra for the Five Thunder Orthodox Method.

Zero is left and fire is on the right, Lei Gong helps me!
Situ didn't recite the incantation just now.

But its power remains.
It seems that after six years of practicing the Five Thunder Orthodox Method, Situ has become even more proficient.

"Who else?"

Li Yi shouted again.

The monks wielding clubs and swords,

He was forced to retreat several steps by the shout.

No one dared to step forward.

Li Yi walked towards Zhi Cao.

Zhicao's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly retreated, stumbled, and almost fell.

"Don't come over here!"

Li Yi stepped forward, and Zhi Cao stepped back.

The group of monks also retreated step by step.

Li Yi's unpredictable methods just now,
This has already terrified everyone in Shaolin Temple.

Tan Zong, the temple's most valiant head instructor, usually referred to as the Great General, was so easily defeated by Li Yi.
Who is not afraid?

Looking back now, Li Yi was a formidable military commander who could rival the emperor in military prowess. He swept through Henan and Hebei, and decisively defeated the Turks while guarding Hedong.

The Shaolin Temple must have lost their minds to try and capture a victorious general who had never been defeated on the battlefield.

"Zhi Cao, turn back before it's too late! Why don't you order the monks to lay down their weapons?"

Zhicao's expression changed several times.

Its color alternated between green and white, and it had long since lost all its color.

Looking at Tanzong, who was still lying motionless on the ground, his life hanging in the balance...
Then look at those warrior monks who were equally panicked and fearful, too afraid to step forward.
Looking at Li Yi again,
Calm and relaxed,

With his hands behind his back, he looked down at everyone with arrogance.

His nine generals, clad in armor and holding swords, stood guard like iron towers.

The tide is gone.

One step wrong, step by step wrong.

It's too late to regret.

“Minister Li, it is wise to be lenient when possible. Why press on so relentlessly? Shaolin Temple is willing to offer 100,000 mu of land, 100,000 shi of grain, and 100,000 bolts of silk.”

"We beg the court to spare us, considering our past service to the country," Zhi Cao pleaded.

Li Yi simply chuckled coldly twice.
They were just shouting for violence, but now they're saying we should be merciful. They've said both the truth and the irony.

Do you really think that by laying down the butcher's knife, you can instantly become a Buddha?
Li Yi had a sudden thought.
A palm-sized thunderbolt had appeared in his sleeve.

This thing was manufactured by the secret firearms department of the Imperial Ordnance Bureau. It was very rudimentary, with a cast iron outer shell and filled with gunpowder. It was also mixed with iron nails and porcelain pieces to increase its lethality.

It has a fuse inserted.

Throwing from a large catapult,

The smaller ones can be thrown directly by the soldier.

The imperial court had spent several years researching and improving this little gadget.

Compared to Li Yi's initial method of presenting gunpowder, which involved placing it in a coffin and digging a demolition chamber under the city wall, this was far superior.

Li Yi walked to the golden statue of Buddha and lit the fuse with the incense sticks offered there.

Then they placed the thunderbolt on the offering table.

He turned and summoned nine of his generals.

"go!"

As Li Yi and his group walked out, Zhi Cao opened his mouth, but didn't dare to stop them.

The other monks also stepped aside in fear.

Li Yi walked outside the hall and turned his head.

"You guys should come out quickly too,"

After saying that, he turned and sped away without looking back.

Inside the hall,

Zhicao gazed at the small jar on the offering table.
It hissed and emitted sparks.

For a moment I didn’t know what it was.

Everyone looked at each other.

Did Li Yi offer incense and tribute to Buddha before he left?

The temple abbot, Shiso, was in a state of panic at this moment.

He hadn't originally intended to kill Li Yi; he merely wanted Tanzong to lead the warrior monks in a show of force. At most, he hoped Tanzong would defeat Li Yi's generals and capture Li Yi, after which he could then step in as a good man and offer kind words of advice.

Using both soft and hard tactics, they persuaded Li Yi not to make things difficult for Shaolin.

But who would have thought,

Tan Zong was actually knocked down by Li Yi in one fell swoop, and the lightning bolt was even more frightening.

He was completely disoriented and lost his composure.

The plan failed, and Li Yi calmly left.

Now there are thousands of soldiers and officers down the mountain. What should we do next?
Did they order the soldiers to raid the temple?
Zhicao was still in a dilemma.
Tanzong on the ground slowly awoke.
Although Li Yi's stun gun has a high voltage of 18 million volts, it has a low current. It can paralyze people instantly, but it will not kill them in a short time.

He was unconscious for a moment in three seconds.

When I woke up, apart from feeling a lot of pain in my lower back and ribs, I was fine.

"Abbot, what just happened?"

Where is that thief, Li Yi?

"Hey, what's that? Why is it shooting sparks?"

Tanzong saw the object in front of the Buddha's altar and, somewhat curious, went over to take a look.

When the fuse burns out,

With a deafening roar, like a bolt from the blue,

Tanzong hadn't reacted yet.

The thunderous explosion ignited the iron shell, shattering it into pieces. Iron nails and porcelain shards inside also scattered in all directions. The massive Tan Zong was riddled with countless fragments and was thrown away with a scream.

Many monks in the hall were also hit by shrapnel, screaming in agony.

Tanzong fell heavily to the ground.
Blood was flowing from all seven orifices, and his body was covered in wounds.
He struggled a few times, then his head lolled to the side and he fell silent.

(End of this chapter)