Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

Fan Qinghui was silent for a moment, then said with some regret, "Although I am reluctant, if it really comes to that, I will have no choice but to let Feixuan feed the demon with her own body!"

Chapter 459: Tonight the moon is accompanied by a single star, it is the time for killing!

"Master has trained her for so many years. Whether it's her appearance or her temperament, she is truly stunning. I don't believe there is any man in this world who can resist her charm!"

As she spoke, she sneered somewhat unhappily, "After all, not everyone is that heartless bastard Song Que!"

Fan Qinghui has been feeling a bit resentful over the fact that her charm failed to win over Song Que.

The saint ladies of Cihang Jingzhai in all generations either did not take action, but once they did, they rarely failed.

But in the end, she, who had always been proud and confident, fell into Song Que's hands, which almost made her doubt her own charm.

Fortunately, although there were some mistakes in the process, the result was not bad. Although they failed to capture the Heavenly Blade Song Que, they were able to win over the independent man Ning Daoqi, which was also an unexpected surprise.

After hearing what the host Fan Qinghui said, the beautiful nun hesitated for a moment, and then nodded.

"Fei Xuan is the best among all the saints of Cihang Jingzhai in every aspect. Her talent in swordsmanship is especially comparable to that of the first generation patriarch. I have no doubt about her charm.

I just hope that I won't have to use this trump card in the upcoming battle at Jingnian Zen Temple!"

"hope so!"

Fan Qinghui's face was solemn. She valued Shi Feixuan very much. She was the candidate she chose to be the next master of the temple. If there were other options, she did not want to use the beauty trap.

The beauty trap as understood by the world is flirtation, beauty, sweet talk, and omnipresent temptation.

But Cihang Jingzhai tells you that these are all weak.

The saints of Cihang Jingzhai in all generations are elegant and holy, genuine and simple, kind-hearted, wise, calm in the face of adversity, persistent in the truth, compassionate to the world, and determined to resolve the hostility and disputes in the world.

Cihang Jingzhai will not teach the saints to learn any beauty tricks, nor will it tell them to feed the devil with their bodies.

Jingzhai will only create a suitable encounter between the Saint and the target person at the right time and place when the Saint goes out to train.

After that, everything fell into place.

You will feel that she is the one you will only meet once in your life. She is precious and unique. You must protect her, help her, and save her.

When you go through mountains of swords and seas of fire, your eyes will be filled with her shadow and your heart will be filled with vows of love.

You are content when you die.

Because you met love!

Die for love, go crazy for love, be bound by love!

No matter you are the Evil Emperor, the Evil King, or a Taoist, you cannot escape this step in the end!

And the next target is the so-called Taoist master of unknown origin, Qingyunzi!

Fan Qinghui never doubted that Shi Feixuan would fail.

If you approach Qing Yunzi with a purpose, you will inevitably reveal your flaws. Don't doubt the vigilance and suspicion of a great master.

But what if there is no purpose?

Fan Qinghui would not tell Shi Feixuan her purpose. In Shi Feixuan's eyes, Tangzhou was in chaos, and she was just following her master's orders to go down the mountain to gain experience, rescue the people, and sharpen her swordsmanship.

As for the chance encounter with the Taoist master Qing Yunzi, it was just a coincidence.

If you are selfless, the world will be wide open to you. No matter how suspicious Qing Yunzi is, he will not be able to see any clues from Shi Feixuan.

When he thought of this, Fan Qinghui showed a bitter smile.

Back then, when she was still a saint, she went down the mountain to gain experience and accidentally met Song Que, who was perfect in his youth and had no flaws at all.

It’s a pity that when she fell in love with that man, Song Que, that bastard, was so cruel and ruthless that he cut off his own feelings and severed the relationship between the two.

Song Que no longer had any distracting thoughts in his mind, but Fan Qinghui, on the other hand, had been brooding over this matter for many years. Her state of mind had become flawed, and she had been unable to break through to the Grand Master realm!

Standing outside the Cihang Hall, Fan Qinghui gazed at the ever-changing sky in the distance.

"Ning Daoqi is about to lose control. Now it's up to Feixuan!"

......

Outside Luoyang City, at the busy dock, a black-sailed boat slowly approached the shore.

In the cabin, Song Xuan, dressed in a Taoist robe, fell asleep on Yao Yue's round and elastic thighs. He breathed in the air while sleeping, and it seemed that the smell around him was very pleasant.

Yao Yue's cheeks flushed slightly.

Although they have been husband and wife for a long time, this posture still makes her feel a little shy.

Her slender fingers gently kneaded her husband's temples. Listening to the long breathing sounds coming from her ears, Yao Yue felt a sense of peace in her heart. She wished that time would stop and the two of them could be frozen here forever.

When it was getting dark, Song Xuan yawned and opened his eyes, but did not stand up. Instead, he tilted his cheek down and even rubbed his head against the inside of Yao Yue's thigh.

“It smells so good…”

The warm breath made Yao Yue shudder. Her fingers, which were massaging her husband, paused. Then she said nonchalantly, "Husband, we've arrived in Luoyang. Shall we go to the Jingnian Zen Temple now?"

"Don't worry, let's go to the dock and get some French fries first."

Yao Yue: “???”

“What are chips?”

Song Xuan explained briefly, and Yao Yue said, "Fried potato chips, they can be made in restaurants, right?"

"If you don't go to the restaurant, go to the pier! There are no seagulls in the restaurant."

"Husband, do you want to feed the seagulls?"

"No, I just wanted to go to the dock to get some fries!"

Yao Yue looked at her in confusion. Although she felt that her husband's hobby was a bit strange, she didn't say much. She stood up and walked out of the cabin. Not long after, she returned with a food box.

The couple stood by the guardrail at the dock, eating French fries and looking at the slowly rising full moon.

After finishing the fries in his hand, Song Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly and he let out a breath.

"Tonight, the moon is accompanied by a single star. It is the time for killing!"

"Let's go and visit this so-called Pure Mind Zen Temple!"

Yao Yue smoothed her pale yellow Taoist robe and whispered, "My husband, are you planning to kill them all?"

Song Xuan shook his head and said, "Killing is just a means, not an end."

"Then what is the husband's purpose?"

Song Xuan smiled slightly, "Since I condensed my martial arts soul, I no longer need to practice hard behind closed doors all the time. My soul is always in a state of practicing and comprehending the laws of heaven and earth.

My strength is improving every day and every moment. At this rate, even if I do nothing, I can reach the level of a perfect grandmaster in less than ten years!"

As he spoke, he paused and said something that made the invitation a little confused.

"But AFK experience farming isn't as fast as grinding dungeons!"

"Fighting has always been the best way to improve your cultivation and comprehend the laws!"

......

Jingnian Zen Temple is located on a hillside on the southern outskirts of Luoyang City.

Boom!

The melodious sound of the bell spread from the temple on the top of the mountain and could be heard clearly within a radius of dozens of miles.

This is the bell for closing the mountain. As the bell rings, the pilgrims who came to burn incense and offer incense get up and leave.

However, some tourists dressed as warriors did not leave. Instead, they stood in groups of three or four on the trees and rocks halfway up the mountain, looking at the Jingnian Zen Temple in the distance, as if waiting for something.

No one knew who had spread the news that the Taoist master Qing Yunzi was visiting the mountain, but as soon as the news came out, it immediately caused an uproar in the Tangzhou martial arts world.

Challenging a martial arts holy land with one person's strength is such a major event in the martial arts world. Who among the martial artists who thinks he is strong enough would not want to witness it with his own eyes?

Chapter 460: Who is Qingyunzi? He is the commander of Xuanyiwei!

At Jingnian Zen Temple, a war is about to break out.

Thousands of miles away in Chang'an, there is a large manor covering thousands of acres in the suburbs.

Prince Ji Changkong of Wei sat in his study, listening to his subordinates reporting on the situation.

Jiumozhi and Murong Fu, the two chess pieces that Song Xuan casually placed, were also among them.

Without waiting for anyone else to speak, Jiumozhi stepped forward and said, "The True God Altar has been built, and the necessary offerings have been prepared. Your Highness may begin the sacrificial ceremony at any time."

As soon as he opened his mouth, the expressions of more than ten grandmasters in the room turned a little unhappy.

This old monk is usually nowhere to be seen when he is working, but he is more efficient than anyone else when it comes to grabbing credit. What's more, this old guy is also very good at talking. If you dare to refute him, he will kill you.

Some people subconsciously looked at Murong Fu, who was standing in the corner with almost no presence.

They are all newcomers who joined in recent years. Look at them, they just work without saying a word, rush to do the dirty and tiring work and work hard without complaint. We are all human beings, why is there such a big gap between them!

The King of Wei nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile, "Master, I am naturally confident in your work."

He paused and continued, "In addition to the usual offerings like cattle, sheep, wine, fruits, and vegetables, we also need people! I wonder if any of you would be willing to go and bring me a few human heads as sacrifices?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's expression changed.

Human sacrifice required?

Is the one the prince wants to worship a true god or an evil god?

The room was silent. Just as the King of Wei was getting impatient, Murong Fu suddenly spoke up, "What are your requirements for the heads you need, Your Highness?"

"No matter male or female, old or young, but the quantity is a bit large, we need ninety-nine!"

Murong Fu nodded, "Your Highness, please wait a moment. I'll be right back!"

After he finished speaking, he pushed the door open and walked out, leaving a shadow in the air and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

Half an hour later, Murong Fu drove a carriage into the manor, arrived at the study door, jumped out of the carriage, clasped his fists and said in a deep voice: "Your Highness, the mission has been accomplished!"

Ji Changkong's mouth corners slightly raised, and his satisfaction was extremely obvious.

Since recruiting Jiumozhi and Murong Fu, the speed of his planning has increased rapidly.

Jiumozhi was a man of great wisdom. He could always solve many of his previous puzzles with just a few words, giving him a sudden enlightenment, as if his brain was growing stronger every day.

Murong Fu is not good at speaking, but he is a real doer. This gold medal killer recruited from the killer organization Qingyi Tower is very trustworthy. He does things in a down-to-earth manner without fighting or competing.

With these two people here, it is truly a gathering of the best and worst. Why worry about not achieving great things?

After everyone left, only Ji Changkong and Grand Master Shi Cailin were left in the study.

After the others left, Fu Cailin couldn't wait to ask, "Is your summoning technique reliable?"

"Don't worry, it's absolutely reliable!"

Ji Changkong laughed heartily and said, "Everyone says that my second brother is a son of destiny, but am I not the same as Ji Changkong?

When I was young and my sixth brother had not yet risen to prominence, I was the most favored prince by the royal servants. I had almost read through all the secret manuals of magical skills in the royal library.

Not only that, when I was seven years old, I went to Taizu's Taoist temple to celebrate Taizu's birthday, and this technique of summoning gods was discovered by me accidentally in Taizu's Taoist temple!

Do you think the things in Taizu Daochang are reliable?"

Fu Cailin hesitated for a moment, but nodded slightly. "Taizu's cultivation is unparalleled. The Dharma that can appear in his Taoist temple must be extraordinary. You are extremely lucky to have this opportunity."

Ji Changkong's eyes were deep, "Since then, I began to practice this technique in secret. When I was twelve years old, I could already communicate with the true God in the dark even in my dreams!

I know that many people are secretly laughing at me, saying that I am a clown and that I cannot see through the general trend.

My sixth brother is now the emperor, the perfect master, and the future perfect grand master, the next Taizu. If you make an enemy of him, you will die.

I know all of this, but I still dare to go against him, relying on this summoning technique!"

He subconsciously clenched his fists, "Ji Xuanfeng has the support of the Xuanyi Guards, the favor of most of the royal family, and even the favor of Taizu.

But so what!

I just don’t accept it!

Be it the Xuanyi Guards or the royal attendants, even if he is the Taizu, he is only the king in this small world of martial arts. Outside this world, in the endless world, the true God is the supreme existence!

And I, Ji Changkong, am a man of great fortune who has been blessed by the True God. If I want the throne of the Emperor, who dares not give it to me!?"

Fu Cailin was silent for a moment, and there was even a hint of fear in his eyes when he looked at King Wei.