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Chapter 240: Rebel against Tiangang!

"Good adopted son! When did you arrive?!"

Wang Gan also had a smile on his face.

Seeing that Ba Feng Han's momentum was overwhelming and his movements were as light as a swallow, it was clear that his martial arts had improved considerably. What was even more eye-catching were the two heads he was carrying.

The man and woman, judging from their appearance, were clearly not Han Chinese, but rather Turkic people.

"I heard that my godfather has arrived in Luoyang, preparing to seize the He Shi Bi jade and establish his rule over the world, so I naturally came to pay my respects!"

"We rode at breakneck speed all the way and arrived before those two guys, Kou Zhong and his companion!"

With an arrogant laugh, Ba Feng Han casually tossed the head to the ground.
"I also killed these two bastards on the way. They were disciples of Bi Xuan, sent to gather intelligence on my Central Plains. One was named Tuoba Yu, and the other was called what?"

"I can't remember!"

Wang Gan didn't take it seriously. They were just two minor characters, probably spies sent by Martial Venerable Bi Xuan to hunt down Ba Feng Han and to test the situation in the Central Plains.

Ba Feng Han continued,

“I heard my godfather’s words from afar, and my heart was filled with emotion.”

"Father is right. None of those alien races are good people. Even if we kill them all, it will be a great thing to save food!"

"Only under the rule of the Han people is there a civilized country. Those barbarian tribes are nothing but dogs and donkeys who refuse to submit to the king's rule!"

"???"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at Ba Feng Han's face, which clearly bore the features of a different race, and was speechless for a moment.

Are you Han Chinese? How can you say that?

Go against Tiangang!
Wang Gan was not surprised at all; Ba Feng Han did indeed have reasons for such a stance.

Ba Feng Han was originally from a northern minority group, a mixed race of Central Plains people and Hu people. When he was a child, his relatives and friends were massacred by the Golden Wolf Army of the Turkic Khaganate, which is why he hated the Turks so much and admired Chinese culture.

"Perfect! You've killed Bi Xuan's disciple, saving me the trouble of searching for him in the desert. Let him come to me himself!"

Wang Gan laughed heartily and patted Ba Feng Han on the shoulder.

"I heard you got the short end of the stick from him before. I'll help you get revenge next time!"

when!
Suddenly, a long, deep, and Zen-like sound of a bronze bell rang out from inside the Manqing Tower, vast and profound, prompting deep reflection.

"Amitabha."

Four ancient Buddhist chants rang out in unison, echoing endlessly within the Manqing Tower. They seemed to be spoken by four people, or perhaps by a group, but upon closer listening, they also seemed to be spoken by one person, making it impossible to discern the source.

The Buddhist chant carried a sense of tranquility and detachment, calming everyone in the building and bringing them a sense of peace.

"Buddhism has already regressed, why does the Holy Emperor insist on pressing us step by step?"

“If possible, we can talk,”

"Buddhism can also venerate the Holy Emperor."

An aged voice rang out, carrying a hint of helpless sigh.

Such a humble posture, in the eyes of the Buddhist sect, meant they had nowhere left to retreat. If they could, when had the Buddhist sect ever been so weak? But their opponent's martial arts were profound, and even though they had prepared several trump cards, they were not entirely confident.

Wang Gan remained calm, his tone sarcastic.
"You overestimate yourselves. Talk? You'd better be at the table first!" The aged figure sighed softly.
"Does that mean we can do whatever we want as long as the Holy Emperor is defeated just once?"

Wang Gan laughed heartily.
"Defeat me once, and I will become the Heavenly Emperor, and you will be the Buddha!"

As soon as he finished speaking, with a loud bang, Wang Gan's figure leaped into the air and pierced straight through the roof!

At first glance, on the roof of Manqing Tower, one could see a young monk dressed in a moon-white robe, who appeared to be only in his twenties or thirties, with a handsome face. Only his eyes held the vastness of heaven and earth, carrying a Zen-like sense of tranquility and profound mystery. In his hands, he held a huge bronze bell.

Clearly, the monk had been waiting for Wang Gan long before he arrived, but his level of meditation was so profound that even Wang Gan didn't notice him speak.

Beside this monk were four other old monks, each with a distinct temperament and gaunt appearance, all with somber expressions.

Wang Gan glanced at the group of monks and recognized them all.

Jiaxiang, Daoxin, Zhihui, Dixin... the four great Buddhist monks arrived together, along with the monk Liaokong from Jingnian Temple. These can be said to be the top combat force of Buddhism, each of them being an extremely powerful person close to a grandmaster, which shows the profound foundation of Buddhism.

Once the four great monks appear together, relying on their ability to communicate with each other and connect with each other's Buddhist power, they may even be able to defeat a grandmaster!
But Wang Gan's gaze did not linger on the old monks; instead, it looked towards the rooftop opposite.

A faint, subtle fluctuation of energy, seemingly present yet capable of piercing through life and death, made Wang Gan feel a long-lost sense of threat.

On the opposite rooftop, there was a fellow dressed in a monk's robe, but whose aura was more familiar to Wang Gan—Shi Zhixuan.

To be precise, it was the virtuous and holy monk Shi Zhixuan who resolved his own hidden dangers and sought refuge in Buddhism!
"Jiaxiang, Daoxin, Zhihui, Dixin, Liaokong, and Shizhixuan!"

Wang Gan's lips curled into a smile.

"It's not easy for your Buddhist sect to gather so many double-flower red sticks, it's just a pity that they will all be defeated here today."

Master Daoxin chanted the Buddha's name aloud, his face showing compassion.
"Amitabha."

"I, Buddha, had no intention of resorting to violence, but the Holy Emperor has gone too far. I must make it clear to the Holy Emperor that even Buddha has a fierce wrath and is willing to perish together with the enemy!"

The tone seemed ordinary, but each utterance from these senior monks was imbued with the power of mantras, carrying Buddhist Zen essence and supreme demon-subduing might.

Ordinary people would immediately have the idea of ​​converting to Buddhism upon hearing this, while martial artists with insufficient skill would feel so uncomfortable that they would vomit blood.

Clearly, the confrontation between the group and Wang Gan has already begun.

"Don't play Buddhist mantras like children."

Wang Gan spoke calmly.
"You lured me to Luoyang, so you must have some trump cards to deal with me. Just use them all."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Gan glanced in Shi Zhixuan's direction and made a move.

Another familiar figure appeared, blocking Shi Zhixuan's path. She was slender and graceful, with an alluring charm that he recognized very well.

Zhu Yuyan stood coldly in front of Shi Zhixuan without hesitation, her beautiful eyes filled with deep killing intent.

After these days of tireless dual cultivation with Wang Gan, Zhu Yuyan was more diligent than any other woman around Wang Gan. She had already touched the realm of a Grandmaster and broken through to the eighteenth level of the Heavenly Demon Secret.

At this moment, Zhu Yuyan was clearly going to stand in front of Shi Zhixuan and kill him with her own hands.

"Yu Yan."

"It seems you've found a good home."

Shi Zhixuan spoke calmly, with a hint of reminiscence in his voice.
At this moment, Shi Zhixuan had shaved his head, and his expression carried a Zen-like quality, as if he had truly embraced Buddhism and become a monk.

With the help of the He Shi Bi jade, his cultivation level has advanced further. He can clearly sense the surging Heavenly Demon Secret True Qi within Zhu Yuyan's body. It is profound and abundant, and has already entered the highest realm!
(End of this chapter)