Chapter 578 Going up the Mountain to Kill People (I)

The dream of the cave sky is broken, and the consciousness returns from the deep sea to the present world.

Chen Qisheng woke up in Qingping Taoist Temple.

Outside the door, Concubine Yuan Ming had been waiting for a long time.

Without any unnecessary nonsense, Concubine Yuan Ming directly projected the video of Zhang Chongcheng in the Buddhist Kingdom in front of Chen Qisheng.

Chen Qisheng read everything in silence, lowered his head and pondered for a moment.

"Sister Yuan, what do you think I should do?"

Concubine Yuan Ming listened to Chen Qisheng's peaceful words and saw that there was no longer that crazy and paranoid cold murderous intention in him, and the worries in her heart finally dissipated.

It seems that the experience in Zhao Yanlong's cave did not have any negative impact on Chen Qisheng.

Instead, it freed him from the inner demons caused by the death of his master Sun Luyou.

"Zhang Chongcheng came to me because he knew that with the temperament of Li Jun and you, we would never give up. He wanted to use my words to persuade you."

Chen Qisheng nodded: "So, your attitude is also to let me stop right now?"

"of course not."

Concubine Yuan Ming said with a smile: "Although I don't know what you experienced in the dream, I don't think Zhao Yanlong has taught you to endure humiliation and bear the burden, right?"

"Actually, someone else taught me. He learned it, but I don't seem to have."

Faces flashed through Chen Qisheng's mind, and a faint smile couldn't help but appear on his lips.

"Then it seems that your experience is more complicated and exciting than I expected."

Yuan Mingfei smiled and continued her analysis.

"No matter whether Zhang Chongyuan really has a problem or not, there is no doubt that he has now become an abandoned son of Longhu Mountain. Being able to give up such a prominent heavenly master will cause turmoil within Longhu Mountain, which is no less than This group of us is making a big fuss, and it’s even more serious. If Zhang Chongcheng can’t be the master, there must be someone behind him.”

"Although I can't see clearly what this contemporary 'Zhang Tianshi' is planning, one thing is clear. We are currently the party with the upper hand. Now that we have the upper hand, we have the right to choose whether we want to beat people or spare them."

Concubine Yuan Ming looked at Chen Qisheng and said seriously: "This cause and effect is on you. Whether you advance or retreat, you have to decide for yourself."

"I see."

Chen Qisheng smiled and walked towards the outside.

The Mojia Changjun fell from the sky with flying swords and followed behind Chen Qisheng.

Just as the two of them passed each other, Yuan Mingfei asked softly: "Are you sure?"

"Don't worry, if I can't win, I'll turn around and run away."

After Chen Qisheng left, Shen Li approached from a distance, holding his hands on his chest with a confused look on his face.

"Sister Yuan, does Huang Liang Yimeng have no effect? ​​Why do I feel that apart from his murderous aura not being as strong as before, nothing else has changed?"

Concubine Yuan Ming glanced sideways at the other party: "It's true that nothing much has changed. I guess even five of you tied together wouldn't be enough for him to beat."

"What you said is a bit contemptuous. Everyone is the Fourth Preface, how can there be such a big gap? Even if he is an old school Dao Preface, then I am still a sect martial preface!"

When Shen Li heard this, he looked dissatisfied.

"How many martial arts have you tempered?"

Shen Li shook his head: "Let's not talk about this. Martial arts is more expensive than more, and one can reach the sky!"

"That's Wu Xu, do you think you can beat Li Jun?"

"A sect is a sect, and a person who walks alone is a person who walks alone. People cannot compare with monsters."

Shen Li's high-spirited fighting spirit was not weak at all, "And he can compete with my big brother?"

"Chen Qisheng is probably as good as Li Jun now."

Concubine Yuan Ming looked at the figure flying through the air with a sword, and said slowly: "With such a strong and tenacious spirit, I am afraid that even my Buddhist kingdom cannot hold him back. I really don't know how much Wudang he has inherited in Zhao Yanlong's cave. "heroic spirit"

"No way, is it really that fierce?"

Shen Li swallowed, with an embarrassed smile on his face.

He didn't know much about Chen Qisheng.

But Shen Li knew very well how strong Concubine Yuan Ming was.

Even the other party's Buddhist kingdom couldn't pull Chen Qisheng away. Doesn't that mean that the other party is also a monster and a freak who can compete with the third order with the fourth order?

Concubine Yuan Ming looked sideways at Shen Li, who looked frustrated, and couldn't help but laugh.

"You can't compare yourself to monsters. You said it yourself. Besides, having someone standing in front of you to protect you from the wind and rain is a good thing that others can't envy."

Shen Li pursed her lips and said nothing, but the look in her eyes became increasingly sharp.

Concubine Yuan Ming knew what he was thinking. How could Shen Li be willing to consider himself mediocre if he could be promoted to the fourth position in an era when Wu Xu was in decline? How could there be no pride in my heart?

The more jovial a person is on the surface and seems to be indifferent to anything, the more proud they tend to be.

"A Preface Four who has mastered many martial arts disciplines is not necessarily stronger than a Preface Three who has mastered one martial arts discipline. He has his own way, and being slow now does not mean he will be slow in the future."

Concubine Yuan Ming concluded that she believed that Shen Li understood these truths in her heart.

One sentence is enough to wake you up.

If he had to fall into a self-imposed prison, it was Shen Li's own choice.

"Sister Yuan, we really don't want to follow and help?"

Shen Li's expression returned to normal, and he asked with a slightly worried tone: "If the people at Longhu Mountain are deliberately showing weakness, wouldn't he be throwing himself into a trap by going?"

"Zhang Chongcheng deliberately mentioned the identities of Chen Qisheng and Longhu Mountain in the Buddhist Kingdom, indicating that he can accept internal strife, but not external troubles. This is his bottom line. If we outsiders go up the mountain, Longhu Mountain will have to fight back for the last bit of dignity. And..."

Yuan Mingfei paused for a moment, frowned slightly and said: "If we stick together now, there is a risk of being wiped out by others."

Shen Li asked in a daze: "Zhang Chongyuan has been sold out, who will take care of him?"

"Don't forget, the 'Zhang Tianshi' who is in charge of the Baiyujing Jiazi Tianxian has never shown up."

"Zhang Chonglian? Isn't he in seclusion 'Hedao'?" Shen Li looked surprised.

"It's all hearsay, who can judge the truth?"

Yuan Mingfei shook her head and said: "Zou Sijiu didn't notice any signs of Hedao in Huangliang Youhai, I'm afraid there's something fishy here!"

"There must be something fishy!"

A decisive voice sounded behind him.

Shen Li looked back and saw Zou Sijiu, who had separated from Huangliang, walking out of the room with his head held high, looking very high-spirited.

"How do you know I've been promoted? Shen Li, you have a good eye. I'm so strong now, it's no problem for me to beat two of you."

Shen Li was stunned in place, his lips opened silently, and a deep melancholy hung on his brows again.

In the rebuilt Taoist temple in Shangrao County.

Yang Zong was like an ant on a hot pot, pacing back and forth in the Taoist temple full of debris and wreckage.

Because Ge Zaoshan did not block the news, what happened in Nanchang City tonight spread throughout Jiangxi Province at an alarming speed.

Even those mortal believers who had not entered the Tao could tell the battle situation at that time in detail, not to mention the branch temples in various states and counties, who had long been frightened by the shocking casualties.

The people in Guangxin Prefecture were in turmoil, all kinds of rumors were spreading, and letters from various branch Taoist temples were flying into Shangrao Taoist Palace like snowflakes.

These can be left aside for now.

What really made Yang Zong feel uneasy was the abnormal attitude of Longhu Mountain Sect to turn a blind eye.

You know, except for the time when Zhang Tianshi was assassinated by Wudang sixty years ago, Longhu Mountain has not faced such turmoil for decades.

If the casualties in Nanchang City did not cause Longhu Mountain to suffer, it was just because of the loss of face, so it chose to deal with it coldly to barely explain it.

Then the instability of the people in the base and the shaking of faith of the believers are a major matter related to the Taoist tradition.

How could Longhu Mountain Tianshi Mansion still turn a blind eye?

But the current reality is that the Tianshi Mansion is blind and does not see the crisis. It does not say a word, and has not even passed down half a page of decrees, allowing the turmoil to intensify.

In addition to this abnormality, Yang Zong also heard some rumors about the great master Zhang Chongyuan.

The content was horrifying and chilling.

"What is the situation now? What should I do?"

Yang Zong was anxious.

His current situation can be described as a coexistence of internal and external troubles.

On the one hand, the terrifying strength shown by Li Jun in Nanchang City made him no longer have any confidence in the sect.

If this lone martial arts order attacks Shangrao again, he will definitely die.

On the other hand, there are those rumors about Zhang Chongyuan.

No matter what the truth is, in the eyes of outsiders, I, the new supervisor of the Tianshi Mansion, am the confidant of the great master Zhang Chongyuan.

If he really has any problems, then I will definitely not escape the punishment of the sect.

There are wolves in front and tigers behind.

No matter how Yang Zong thinks about it, he can't find a safe way to survive.

"Is it really only possible to rely on that group of people?"

A thought hidden deep in his heart quietly emerged, and Yang Zong's pacing figure suddenly paused.

"Since Longhu Mountain has declined so much, and the other party is so confident that they can guarantee their safety, it is better to jump ship and make a living as soon as possible, and let go and take a gamble."

Yang Zong looked at the night outside the hall with his hands behind his back, and the coldness in his eyes became more and more intense.

Just when he made up his mind secretly, a strong palpitation suddenly came, and he subconsciously moved aside.

Zheng!

A cold sword light rushed out from the night and landed where Yang Zong had just stood, splitting the entire Taoist palace in the middle.

The collapsed house made a loud bang, and Yang Zong's figure rushed into the sky from the rising smoke and dust. Just as he was about to shout a warning, he was frightened by the figure in front of him and froze in mid-air.

A plain black Taoist robe without any sect mark, and a strange short hair that did not conform to the Taoist tradition.

The distinct facial features condensed with an indifferent expression, and the flying sword hovering on the shoulder swallowed and spit out a frightening murderous light.

It was the junior brother he had been thinking about all along, Chen Qisheng!

This place was obviously Shangrao Dao Palace, he had already arranged many back-up plans, and he was the only one in front of him.

But the moment he met his eyes, Yang Zong no longer had a trace of courage, and even all the calculations in his mind turned into flowing water and dispersed, as if Chen Qisheng in front of him was an unstoppable beast, a natural enemy.

"Junior brother."

Yang Zong's mouth twitched, and he barely squeezed out a bleak smile.

Chen Qisheng had no expression on his face, and he waved his sleeves, and a huge divine thought unfolded above the Dao Palace.

In an instant, the shouts and exclamations that were gradually rising around him suddenly quieted down.

In the entire Dao Palace, all the Longhu Mountain Dao Orders were forced to lie on the ground by a huge pressure.

Even Yang Zong, who was the fourth-ranked Yuhai Yuke, could not continue to stay in the air. His falling figure stepped out a shallow pit on the ground and barely maintained his standing.

How could a fourth-ranked old sect possess such a powerful divine consciousness?

Yang Zong was extremely shocked. He could not understand how Chen Qisheng, who had almost died in his hands before, could suddenly undergo such a drastic change.

"Yang Zong, when you were practicing in the Doubu, how did the master treat you?"

Chen Qisheng looked down at him with a cold look.

"Of course the master treated me very well, as close as father and son."

Yang Zong spoke in a hurry.

"When you found that the future of the old sect was bleak and chose to abandon the Doubu and wanted to change to the new sect, how did the master help you?"

Yang Zong looked bitter: "I remember, the master at that time."

"What were you doing when you framed the master in the Tianshi Mansion?"

Chen Qisheng interrupted Yang Zong's voice, and his figure fell from the sky, looking at Yang Zong with a deep gaze, whose expression was gradually becoming ferocious.

"I know what you want to say. You want to tell me that the Tianshi Mansion is in front of you, and it belongs to the Zhang family. You are just a small Taoist priest from another family, and you can't do anything. Even if you stand up to argue for the master, it will only add another innocent life, right?"

"Yes!"

Yang Zong gritted his teeth and growled: "Is there anything wrong with this?"

"If a man does not work for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth. You are right, so I don't blame you."

Chen Qisheng said slowly: "I can even understand that you were forced down the mountain by Zhang Chongyuan and became bait. So when I was in Shangrao Taoist Palace for the first time, I didn't think of killing you."

Yang Zong said hoarsely: "I don't want to kill you, but there are so many pairs of people around me. My eyes are staring at me, what can I do? Tell me, what can I do? "

"Back in the Doubu, you took care of me and showed me kindness. The two cancel each other out. From today on, you are you and I am me, and we no longer have feelings of fellow disciples."

"Okay, we are done with each other. Since you said that I did nothing wrong to my master and have no grudge against you, then you let me go today, and I promise you that I will never be the Taoist prefect of Longhu Mountain again!"

Yang Zong's eyes suddenly turned red, and he said in a trembling voice: "Qisheng, do you think I really don't care about the teacher's feelings? I, Yang Zong, am not that kind of person! I also hate those people named Zhang, and I also want to avenge my master privately, but I don't have the ability."

Facing Yang Zong's confession, Chen Qisheng still had no expression on his face.

"Then why did you move the backup body left by my master in the Wanfa Sect Altar?"

Yang Zong's painful words stopped abruptly, and his eyes suddenly shrank.

"Master has accepted many disciples in his life. Those who are in power forget the kindness, while those who are unknown remember the kindness. Yang Zong, you could have saved yourself from death, but you chose to die."

Zheng!

A flying sword shot out from Yang Zong's trembling sleeves, and a fierce cold light flashed in his scarlet eyes.

It's a pity that this inch of edge was cut off by Chang Jun as soon as it showed its head.

The clang of the broken sword falling to the ground was like the sound of Yang Zong's spine breaking. He fell to his knees with a plop and hit the ground with his head.

"Junior brother, please let me go. I did this just to save my life. I have no intention of desecrating Master's remains. I was also forced to do so. Even if Master is in heaven, he will forgive me."

"Master can forgive, but I can't."

Chen Qisheng's eyes were indifferent, and the five fingers of his right hand suddenly clenched.

In an instant, the divine thoughts that were entrenched above the Taoist Palace fell down with a bang, like an invisible mountain pressing down, instantly crushing the entire Shangrao Taoist Palace into dust.

Mixed with the brick and stone debris were clumps of flesh and blood that were no longer human-shaped. In a corner of the ruins, a body hidden there was lifted up by Chen Qisheng's mind.

Chen Qisheng tapped his finger lightly, and a fire seal was raised in the air, exploding into flames, gradually devouring the backup body left by Sun Luyou.

Then a green Dao character the size of a fly's head emerged from his arms, circled around his body, and sucked in the ashes of the burned body.

It was the Daoist ancestor's magic weapon that Master Sun Luyou left for Chen Qisheng, the curse to slay demons and slay evil spirits.

"Master, please accompany me to the mountain to kill a few people."

The Dao character disappeared into the body, and Chen Qisheng stepped on the sword and rose up, with the sword light pointing to the southwest of Guangxin Prefecture.

The gate of Longhu Mountain!