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Chapter 125 The monk who died is not the poor monk.

Mo Ci once said that Chen Ye's greatest skill was leveraging existing power.

Therefore, Chen Ye thought a lot when formulating the plan.

Impersonating a disciple of the Qinghe Sword Sect was a ploy to intimidate these villains and make them hesitant to act.

If they had been in any other identity, this demon might have simply refined them both together.

The name of the Qinghe Sword Sect weighed heavily on the hearts of all the demons, making them want to hide and avoid it, and dare not confront it head-on.

Let alone for a passing "fellow disciple," they might not even care about their own son.

Others die, so be it; just don't let them drag you down with you. That's the mindset of most villains.

The other two probably shared the same idea, so Chen Ye headed straight for Master Zheng's place from the start, because the brothel was closer to the military camp, while Master Zheng's place was farther away from the other two.

As soon as there was any movement here, the other two devils would rather be slower and meet up first before coming to Master Zheng's place to check the situation.

The time difference wasn't long, but it was enough for the two of them to deal with Master Zheng.

Without protective magic or spells to block, his physical body, refined by the罡煞 (罡煞 is a type of internal energy cultivation technique), was barely stronger than the rocks on the mountain. The old demon at the通玄 (通玄) realm, caught completely unprepared, couldn't withstand the Qinghe sword energy.

With the help of the monk Bu Mei's methods, killing this demon was a matter of moments.

But things got complicated from there. With the two villains working together, assassinating them became extremely difficult.

However, Chen Ye had a second plan.

Chen Ye carefully put away his sword case, took off his bamboo hat, quickly put on the clothes of the Zheng family servant, and then came to the monk Bu Mei and said, "Come on, make it more realistic."

"Amitabha Buddha, please forgive me."

After the monk finished chanting the Buddhist mantra, he punched Chen Ye in the face, making him see stars and his face covered in blood.

Chen Ye flew out and then fell to the corner of the wall.

Before long, a layer of gray fog enveloped Master Zheng's mansion, isolating it from the outside world.

The monk Bu Mei stood among them, chanting Buddhist scriptures with his hands clasped together, seemingly unconcerned.

The gray fog parted, and a man and a woman emerged from it.

The woman was alluring and graceful, while the man was imposing and strong. Judging from their appearances, they had nothing to do with monks. They were none other than Qiu Shuixian and Qiu Chengye, two demons.

Upon seeing the monk Bu Mei chanting Buddhist prayers and holding Master Zheng's string of prayer beads in his hand, the two men's faces immediately turned extremely ugly.

This is a personal magic weapon; the only explanation for it falling into someone else's hands is that Master Zheng is already dead.

Qiu Shuixian demanded sharply, "Are you a monk from Cixin Temple?!"

The monk Bu Mei put away his prayer beads and replied, "Amitabha, aren't you two monks too? Have you been wearing human skin for so long that you've forgotten who you are?"

Qiu Shuixian sensed something was wrong. The voices she heard earlier were from the Qinghe Sword Sect, who were fighting demons and protecting the righteous path. Why were they being called monks from Cixin Temple here instead?

Where are the disciples of the Qinghe Sword Sect?

Just as Qiu Shuixian was about to check, she heard Monk Bumei say, "There's no need to look for the two anymore. The disciples of the Qinghe Sword Sect know about your evil scheme and have already gone back to ask their elders to come and exorcise the demon. They should arrive soon."

Qiu Shuixian and Qiu Chengye were taken aback.

If those sword immortals from the Qinghe Sword Sect really come, how will I survive?
Qiu Shuixian asked in confusion, "No, he went back to get reinforcements, and you're staying here to die?"

"I am here to prevent you two from taking desperate measures and harming the local people. Take my advice and leave now, and you will still have a chance to live. If you entangle with me here, you will know what will happen when the sword immortals of Qinghe Sword Sect arrive."

Qiu Chengye roared, "Aren't you afraid of dying?!"

The monk Bu Mei offered no explanation, but simply uttered "Amitabha."

Qiu Chengye and Qiu Shuixian exchanged a glance, both harboring doubts and worries.

Have the people from the Qinghe Sword Sect really come?
Although I had heard people shouting the name of the Qinghe Sword Sect before, I had never seen it in person.

If the people of the Qinghe Sword Sect really did chase the demon into Luoyan Town, then where is the demon they are chasing? It can't be that they came for them, right?
Something doesn't sound right no matter how you listen to it; there must be some flaw in it.

But the question is, what if it's true?

I'm not afraid of ten thousand things, I'm most afraid of one thing.

Even if there is only a very small chance that the people from the Qinghe Sword Sect really come, wouldn't they all be doomed?

Qiu Shuixian usually thinks a lot and hesitates, unsure whether to escape.

Qiu Chengye roared, "Forget about the Qinghe Sword Sect, take them down first!"

Qiu Chengye, bathed in golden light, charged towards the monk Bu Mei with a bronze hammer in hand. Each step he took cracked the bluestone floor, yet his speed was astonishing. Seeing this, Qiu Shuixian could only frown and cast a spell, blowing out countless celestial maidens scattering flowers towards the monk Bu Mei.

Monk Bumei seemed to have no time to dodge and could only reach out to block Qiu Chengye's copper hammer.

With a loud crash, the copper hammer struck the monk Bu Mei, causing him to radiate golden light, as if it had gilded him.

The bluestone beneath their feet shattered completely, creating a large crater.

But Monk Bumei was completely unharmed; even a ten-thousand-pound copper hammer could not break through the golden light surrounding him.

Qiu Chengye sneered, "Ha, you also practice the Indestructible Vajra technique? Then let's see who is truly indestructible!"

The copper hammer rose again, striking the monk Bu Mei repeatedly.

The two golden figures collided violently, and the violent spiritual energy made it difficult for the celestial maidens formed by illusions to get close.

Qiu Shuixian cursed under her breath: "Idiot."

It was clear that using illusions combined with a strong attack would be the fastest way to take down this monk, but this fellow disciple had practiced the Vajra Indestructible Divine Power to the point that his brain had gone haywire. He kept saying that if he couldn't be brave and diligent, his cultivation would only regress. Every time he made a move, he would charge around recklessly without thinking.

Even if autumn crocuses wanted to cooperate, it would be difficult to achieve.

Since they couldn't cooperate, Qiu Shuixian didn't bother with the two of them anymore and simply searched the surroundings to see if she could find any evidence.

This sight made Qiu Shuixian even more uneasy. Master Zheng's body could not be found, and his disciples, who were wrapped in human skin, lay broken and crippled all over the mansion.

When Chen Ye and the monk Bu Mei broke in, they intended to deal with those little devils disguised as humans.

Now, after questioning several survivors, Qiu Shuixian has come to the conclusion that there really are disciples of the Qinghe Sword Sect present, and that sword energy cannot be faked.

Later, they were all severely injured, and no one saw how Master Zheng was killed.

There were other nonsensical claims, such as a blind monk breaking in, or that the blind monk was also a disciple of the Nirvana Sect... These pieces of information were too jumbled together to form a coherent whole.

However, it is not surprising that the monks of Cixin Temple are mistaken for members of the Nirvana School, as the two schools share the same origin and have similar magical abilities.

There's no time to learn more about autumn crocuses now; just confirming one thing is enough.

That means the disciples of the Qinghe Sword Sect have really arrived. No matter where that person is now, having gotten into such a big mess, the plans in Luoyan Town are probably going to fall through.

Master Zheng was the one in charge of the formation; Qiu Shuixian and Qiu Chengye were merely assistants.

Now that Master Zheng is dead, or rather, missing, the two of them may not be able to perfectly activate the entire refining formation.

Since failure is always a possibility, staying here might even lead to being killed by the sword immortals of the Qinghe Sword Sect... Qiu Shuixian looked back at the house, where Qiu Chengye and the blind monk were still locked in a stalemate, both of them invincible, and it was unknown how long they would fight.

The idea of ​​escaping arose in Qiu Shuixian's mind.

There's no need to worry about so much; survival is the most important thing.

What's the point of the sect's grand calculations? I risked my life to complete them, but in the end, there wasn't even anyone to mourn at my grave.

The monks who die are not as good as the poor monks.

Thinking this, Qiu Shuixian simply withdrew the gray mist that had enveloped the Zheng residence, flew into the sky without looking back, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Qiu Chengye couldn't help but curse, "You filthy bitch! You deserted your post! You'll be burned alive!"

Losing his composure for a moment, Qiu Chengye was punched in the face by the monk Bu Mei, but under the collision of golden light, neither of them was injured.

This Vajra Indestructible Divine Power is so formidable that the two of them will likely torment each other until the Great Dao is extinguished.

Once the two were getting back into a passionate embrace, Qiu Shuixian disappeared again, and Chen Ye finally got up.

Chen Ye had already guessed that she would ask those little devils who were still alive. He pretended to be dead with his face covered in blood, just to take advantage of Qiu Shuixian's visit to investigate and then ambush her.

The White Moonlight, controlled by the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls, hides with illusions, waiting for Qiu Shuixian to approach so that her yin spirits can emerge and be scalded with boiling oil.

If this demon loses her focus for even a moment, the evil spirits within the Ten Thousand Souls Banner will hurl various magical artifacts at her.

Not everyone possesses a magical artifact like the Purple Cloud Smoke Curtain. The Four Secret Techniques of Restraint, Interrogation, and Torture can penetrate many defensive measures, guaranteeing to make this demon feel like he's in heaven and hell.

But who would have thought that the female demon would just ask the two of them a few questions and then run away? Chen Ye waited for a long time but she didn't come any closer, so the punch he took to the face was for nothing.

"Well, it's good that they ran away. Then let's take care of the last one."

Chen Ye grabbed the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and rushed towards the two fighting figures, shouting as he ran, "I'm here to help you! You bald monk from Cixin Temple, prepare to die!"

The banner of ten thousand souls unleashed a torrent of evil spirits, and gusts of cold wind rushed toward the two of them.

Qiu Chengye couldn't figure out where this little devil came from. He didn't recognize him, but this Ten Thousand Soul Banner was quite powerful.

Wait, why are these ghosts coming at me?
(End of this chapter)