Tomb Raider: The man is in the Nine Gates, but the system insists it's the Primordial Era.

boom!

Partridge Whistle, who had just landed on the second floor of the shop, stood up with his knife and stood protectively in front of the shop assistants behind him.

The Shangqing Great Cave Scripture was obtained by them in a tomb chamber underground palace.

He only put these Taoist cultivation herbs and medical techniques into his backpack because his junior sister, Hua Ling, found them interesting.

Hua Ling read it countless times, but apart from gaining some skills in identifying herbs and medicine, she gained nothing.

Unexpectedly, after the book fell into Su Mu's hands, it received brand-new annotations and textual arrangements, which he used to create a cultivation method!

The twenty-four stars draw energy down to nourish the lungs and five internal organs.

The five internal organs nurture essence, energy, and spirit, which are infused into the blood vessels and distributed to the limbs.

Partridge Whistle's combat strength is already at the top level among Hozuki characters.

Furthermore, with the cultivation and body-refining methods, his strength increased day by day.

The group of people gradually stopped in their tracks, looking anxiously at the people surrounding them from the front and back.

"What's going on? Didn't Fourth Master say he'd already spoken to the Nine Gates? Didn't they say the Nine Gates wouldn't help them?"

"It's one thing for Chen Pi to come, but that guy's a psychopath; he gets restless if he doesn't fight someone for a day. And why is Black-backed Sixth Brother here too..."

"Boss, tell me, if we kneel down and beg for mercy now, is there any chance we'll survive...?"

"It's hard to say. The Nine Gates have never appeared together before. This time, things might get complicated..."

"That……"

"Don't panic, boss, I have a plan."

The thugs who had come with their leader perked up again upon hearing his words, and their hands gripping their knives regained some strength.

boom!

amount.

The leader of the thugs turned around and ran quickly towards the Nine Gates group behind him. As he ran, he slid his knees forward and cried out, "I'll talk, I'll talk! Fourth Master sent us to cause trouble for the True Immortal Temple! I'll tell you everything, I'll tell you everything!"

Subordinate: "..."

Behind the entrance to the Old Tea Street.

The group of people, who rarely get to gather together, nodded in unison.

They also saw some of the Fourth Master's men who did not show up, but they did not see Shuihuang himself.

Seeing that there were many people, Chen Pi did not continue to participate, but retreated to the same position as the sect leaders at the back.

Chen Pi frowned: "Didn't anyone inform Fourth Master about the water locusts?"

Half-Li remained silent, chuckling softly, as if he already had the answer in his heart.

Old Wu picked up the tiny puppy and looked at its belly, which hadn't grown up yet: "Probably, the adjutant didn't go to inform them."

Blackback Lao Liu has already rushed into the crowd.

Huo Jinxi fanned herself with a folding fan: "He took my niece away without saying a word. Su Mu has really grown up."

Jie Jiu pushed up his glasses: "You'd better wait until Buddha comes back and say that to his face."

Huo Jinxi's gaze sharpened, and her movements froze.

No one in the Nine Gates knew about Zhang Qishan's departure.

They all assumed that Su Mu had gone on a business trip and made some kind of deal with Buddha, so that the Nine Gates would help protect him when he left.

Unexpectedly, the other party was traveling with the leader of the Nine Gates.

Chen Pi looked around and seemed to notice something amiss.

Nine gates as one.

Both are prosperous.

But it's not a case of one suffering and all suffering.

With everyone so xenophobic now, it's likely that the water locusts have become a thorn in the side of Zhang Qishan, the Buddha who holds military power over the entire city of Changsha.

or……

Fifth Master.

Chen Pi cupped his hands and walked up to Wu Laogou.

"Is that the kid you had someone spread the word about in the martial arts world, the young manager of the Zhenxian Temple on Old Tea Street, Su Mu?"

Chen Pi had some doubts and couldn't help but ask.

The rumor that Su's son wanted to seek revenge against the Fourth Master of the Nine Gates for the massacre of his family was spread by Wu Laogou in the martial arts world of Changsha.

At this moment, Shui Huang was ostracized by the Nine Gates, and the person who instigated him was also inexplicably surrounded, which must be related to Su Mu.

However, Chen Pi still wanted to get a real answer from the head of the Nine Gates.

Wu Laogou nodded: "The message was sent by Brother Su, but the fact that Fourth Master didn't come has nothing to do with me. Everyone, please don't misunderstand. How could I, the Fifth Master, dare to go after the Fourth Master? Hehe."

Old Dog Wu dared not.

Zhang Qishan dared.

Chen Pi took a few steps back and didn't ask any more questions.

It seems that Fourth Master Shui Huang is doomed this time.

Because that kid has some unknown deal with the Buddha?

"I know you were sent by the Water Locusts. If you want to blame someone after you die, blame the Fourth Master you speak of. I'll give you a quick death."

The voice of Blackback Sixth Brother rang out from the crowd.

Everyone knows that once Blackback Sixth Brother draws his sword, he won't put it back in its sheath until blood is drawn.

The kneeling man's eyes dimmed, and before he could react, his head fell to the ground.

whoosh-

Arrows flew at great speed from in front of the Zhenxian Temple shops toward the crowd.

Partridge Whistle sheathed his sword and stood with the others.

In the midst of battle.

Blackback Six was somewhat surprised when he saw the incredibly accurate yet extremely fast arrow.

If it's a crossbow or other bow, that's fine; anyone can pull the trigger, aim, and fire.

But the disheveled Taoist priest in front of them was using an old-fashioned bow and arrow.

There are few people in the world at this time who can draw the bowstring made of ox sinew and other materials.

And to be able to draw the bow and nock the arrow with such accuracy and tireless skill is even rarer.

There are also masters inside the True Immortal Temple.

The sound of suona horns and the procession that had been prepared to send off the thugs of the area marched in from behind in a grand manner.

The crowd made way for the funeral procession carrying rows of custom-made wooden coffins into the old tea street.

The people from the Nine Gates came out, carried the dead into the exact number of coffins, and sealed the coffins.

The suona horn rang out loudly once again.

The people of Zhenxian Temple, who had never seen anything like it before, looked astonished.

"The eighteenth day of the first lunar month is an auspicious day; sorghum is carried on the stalks!"

The coffin bearers, uttering "Ouch!", skillfully lifted the coffin and, following the suona ensemble, began to walk outside.

They killed so many people in broad daylight; they couldn't just leave the bodies there and wait for someone to search for them.

dong dong dong.

The Nine Gates' men knocked on the doors of the teahouses and shops on both sides of the old tea street.

"They've come out to flush the ground."

"This, this, this..."

"What, do we have to come in person again? Or are we not prepared enough coffins and need to bring a few more?"

"Rinse, rinse, rinse now! Everyone get out here, hurry up! The floor is being rinsed!"

"The shopkeeper's here! He's here!"

"..."

Unlike the previous somber and bustling street sweeping scene, this was taking place inside the old tea street.

The dead were placed in coffins and sent out of the city, and strangely, no one inquired about or asked why along the way.

The streets were cleaned up, and there were no more bloodstains or body parts to be seen, restoring them to their former cleanliness and tidiness.

"Why are you running away? Go back. You're all familiar faces. You don't know our Nine Gates' rules. Just continue doing your business. Someone will come over to look at and buy tea soon."

"Yes, yes, sirs."

The tea vendors who had fled earlier were cornered by the Nine Gates before they could get far.

The old tea street has once again regained its former liveliness, bustling with people and vehicles.

It was as if nothing had ever happened.

The movements of the Nine Gates were not concealed in much detail.

So the news quickly reached the ears of Fourth Master Shuihuang, who had secretly sent people to cause trouble for Su Mu.

The water hyacinth, sitting in the sandalwood chair and playing with the wooden beads in its hand, suddenly froze.

It’s over.