Chapter 94: Don’t thank me verbally, thank me in a practical way
At the foot of Qingyun Mountain, about fifty miles northwest of Heyang City, there is a Caomiao Village with forty or fifty households.
The people here are simple and honest. Most of the villagers go up the mountain to collect firewood and give it to Qingyun Sect in exchange for some money to live. As the leader of the righteous way, Qingyun Sect has always taken good care of these mortals living near its mountain gate. Therefore, although this vast land of China is not peaceful, mortals living in places like Caomiao Village live a stable and peaceful life.
However, on this night, to the west of Caomiao Village, there was a gloomy wind and a ghostly aura. It seemed that the wailing of thousands of ghosts in the underworld could be heard faintly.
Suddenly, a shout of anger rang out—
“Poisonous Blood Banner!!!”
The old monk, who was dirty all over and only wore a rag robe, was furious. He shouted at Cangsong, who had hidden his face and only revealed his eyes:
“Evil creature, you dare to cultivate such evil things that are so unscrupulous and harmful to the world. I will never forgive you today!”
Cangsong sneered and did not answer. There was only a whistle, a red light, a foul smell in the air, and a two-meter red banner was slowly raised. 493
The sound of ghosts crying became more and more shrill, as if countless resentful spirits were crying at night, and there was also a faint sound of bones cracking.
Just as he was about to swing the banner to attack, Cangsong suddenly felt a sense of alarm in his heart. He turned his head suddenly and saw a rapidly enlarging light in his eyes. He didn’t have time to see what was in the light. He subconsciously waved the poisonous blood banner to block it, and then heard the sound of metal clashing.
The huge force of the recoil made Cangsong fly up into the air. The poisonous blood banner in his hand became scorching hot, so that even a person with the cultivation level of Shangqing realm could not hold it, so he had to let go in a hurry.
As soon as he let go, Cangsong, who was still flying backwards, found that the poisonous blood banner that had been released from his hand instantly burst into flames. The inexplicable flames with golden color in the blazing white burned fiercely. In just a moment, the poisonous blood banner that he had carefully refined turned into green smoke and disappeared.
“My Poison Blood Banner!!!!”
The old monk, Master Puzhi, was overjoyed to see someone helping him and destroying the Poison Blood Banner, a thing that was so unscrupulous. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly saw another bright light coming from the darkness, aiming at Lin Jingyu, who he had rescued from Cangsong Du!
He didn’t dare to be arrogant, so he could only put Lin Jingyu down, jumped forward and chanted a Buddhist name, and the Buddha’s light around him was loud, blocking the golden light that was coming.
But after taking over, he realized that the light didn’t seem to be very strong, it was just for bluffing.
While he was wondering, he heard a ding-ding-dang bell, and a male voice laughed softly: “Old monk, this time I want you to put Lin Jingyu down, otherwise you will be in the hands of the poisonous creature.”
Pu Zhi was shocked again, and subconsciously looked back. Although it was late at night, he saw a poisonous creature crawling out of the arms of the unconscious Lin Jingyu on the ground.
“Seven-tailed centipede!!!”
Seeing that the centipede had seven tails, Pu Zhi was terrified, so he raised his hand and slapped it. Although the poisonous creature was very poisonous, it had little strength. Pu Zhi was prepared,He immediately slapped her to ashes with one palm.
Cangsong, who had been knocked away before, had recovered by now. His face was distorted and he stared at the front.
In the dark night, a man and a woman walked slowly. They were Shen Xingke and Li Mochou.
According to the time, Caomiao Village was about to be slaughtered by Puzhi, who was affected by the bloodthirsty bead and made a big mistake. Shen Xingke took Li Mochou back to the foot of Qingyun Mountain. It was neither too early nor too late, and they just happened to see this.
Cangsong and Puzhi were both masters who had achieved success in cultivation. As soon as they saw Li Mochou, they could tell that she had a good cultivation.
Cangsong could see that Li Mochou had the cultivation of Taiji Xuanqing Dao in Shangqing Realm. Although she had just broken through, she was still Shangqing!
When did Qingyun Sect have such a Shangqing master that he didn’t know! ?
When they looked at Shen Xingke beside Li Mochou, their eyes became more solemn.
Unable to see through.
In their eyes, Shen Xingke was just like an ordinary person who had not practiced at all, but the look of a god and the inexplicable pressure that suddenly rose in their hearts when they met each other’s gaze clearly told them that there was something wrong with the man in front of them.
“Who are you? That little girl… Hehe, when did Qingyun Sect have a Shangqing Realm like you?”
Cangsong asked sinisterly. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)
Shen Xingke glanced at him and did not answer his question. He just sighed: “Cangsong, Wan Jianyi is still alive. Daoxuan is hated by you for nothing.”
Cangsong: “Huh?”
Cangsong: “——!!!!”
Pu Zhi turned his head to look at Cangsong as if he had seen a ghost. His lips trembled for a long time before he trembled and said: “You…you are Cangsong, the head of Longshou Peak!? How is it possible!?”
“Look at you, everything is wrong. Why don’t you investigate it clearly, at least ask?” Shen Xingke looked at Cangsong strangely, “After Wan Jianyi was secretly rescued by Daoxuan, he has been a hermit in the ancestral hall in the back mountain of Tongtian Peak.”
“You… are you telling the truth! ?”
Cangsong didn’t even care about his identity being exposed at this time, nor did he pay attention to the identities of Shen Xingke and Li Mochou. He was only thinking about his extremely respected senior brother Wan Jianyi. He stepped forward quickly and didn’t care about exposing his back to Puzhi’s eyes.
“Is senior brother Wan really in the ancestral hall in the back mountain? He… he was really rescued by Daoxuan! ?”
Shen Xingke turned his head and looked at the hazy shadow of Qingyun Mountain in the night, which was like a giant pillar rising into the sky.
“You will know if you go and see. He did so many things to seek revenge on Daoxuan…”
When Puzhi heard this, he suddenly realized it. He looked at Cangsong with less surprise, but still with regret.
Of course, he knew about Wan Jianyi, who was a brilliant man in the past. Now, after hearing Shen Xingke’s words, he immediately realized that Cangsong might have misunderstood something and hated Daoxuan of Qingyun Sect. In order to seek revenge, he refined the poisonous blood banner and found the seven-tailed centipede.
And the poisonous blood banner wantedTo exert the full power, the Bloodthirsty Bead in his hand is also necessary, so he is targeting himself.
Seeing that Cangsong flew up to Qingyunmen without caring about anything, Puzhi did not stop him. He just put his hands together to Shen Xingke and Li Mochou, chanted a Buddhist name, and bowed, saying: “Amitabha, I thank you two Taoist friends for your help.”
“I don’t want verbal thanks, I want something practical.” Shen Xingke’s words made Puzhi stunned. []
Looking up, he saw Shen Xingke looking at the Buddhist beads in his hand.
“Let me see the Bloodthirsty Bead.”.
