Shaolin Bajue

Chapter 1561
"Even if you wear a human skin mask, it's impossible not to be seen."

Dugu Jiutian thought of such an "extremely dangerous" person lurking beside him in the past few years, and couldn't help feeling a little annoyed and scared, and screamed loudly.

Desperately Thirteen laughed loudly, and said: "You underestimate that senior's disguise technique too much. It took him a whole month to transplant Geshu Suanni's face onto my face. It can be said , I will be Geshu Suanni for the rest of my life, no matter what method I use, I will never be able to return to my original appearance."

Dugu Jiutian suddenly said: "I see, this person is Tantai Bi."

Desperate Thirteen neither denied nor admitted, saying: "Even my senior brother, he doesn't know who I am disguised as. He only knows that I am hiding by your side. Although Fang Daxia is proficient in disguise, But I'm afraid he has never seen such a supernatural transplant, so even though I have met him, he can't fail to see my abnormality."

Dugu Jiutian sneered, and said: "Until now, I didn't really understand why you dared to come back. Because you have already stained a lot of innocent blood on your hands. Instead of being blamed by your conscience, it's better to come back and take a risk. Maybe you can Count me out. Hmph, I'm not wrong, am I?"

Desperately Thirteen sighed, and said, "You really are a generation of heroes."

Dugu Jiutian said: "So, I will not kill you, I will let you live, tortured by your conscience forever, until one day, you will die of heartache."

Desperate Thirteen laughed wildly, and said: "Okay then, let's compare and see whether you die first or I die first."

Shanxi, Mount Wutai, Dafu Lingjiu Temple.

Early in the morning, a group of people rushed to disturb the peaceful Buddhist holy land.The leader, dressed in purple robes and with flickering eyes, is none other than Zhao Baoguang, the Fourth Elder of Zhengtian Sect.

The speed of the horse hadn't stopped completely, Zhao Baoguang rushed towards Dafu Lingjiu Temple with a speed that soared into the sky, just after several tens of feet, less than halfway, he suddenly heard a loud and clear bell ringing in the temple.

Zhao Baoguang was furious, and said secretly: "Damn it!" Like a big roc, he rushed straight out, flew across the sky, and landed in front of the temple.

"Tantaibi, come out for me."

"Amitabha, the almsgiver is one step late, Master Xiantong has already passed away." A middle-aged monk took two young monks out and said Heshi.

"It doesn't make sense."

Zhao Baoguang stretched out his hand and pushed, shaking the three monks so that they staggered and rushed into the temple.Along the way, there are no monks.

When we arrived in front of the main hall, we saw all the monks sitting in the courtyard, reciting Buddha's name in a low voice.A coffin was placed in the middle, surrounded by the fragrance of Zen, and it was solemn.

Zhao Baoguang went up and down, came to the coffin, split the coffin with his palm, looked inside, and saw an old monk with a peaceful face, he had already died.

All the monks just chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice, and they didn't even look at Zhao Baoguang's arrival.

"Okay, okay, okay, Tantai Bi, you died in a really timely manner. Someone, take the body out, and burn him to the ground, not even a single bone is left."

Then a group of subordinates rushed out, kicked the coffin, and snatched Master Xiantong's body.In fact, saying "take it away" is too wronged for them, because the monks simply ignored it and continued to chant sutras.

The fierce and ferocious fire can burn Master Xiantong's body, but it cannot burn away his soul, nor can it burn away the contempt of the monks.

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A few days passed, and even though hundreds of miles away were closely monitored by Xinmeng people, there were always omissions.

There are always people dying every day. These dead people are not only those who are desperate for the thirteen gang, but more of them are members of the Xinmeng.

Every time a person dies, Dugu Jiutian will ask people to carry the corpse to his feet for him to take a look.He wondered how many people had betrayed him.

One, two, three, four, five, six... until 21, this phenomenon began to improve.As many as 130 Xinmeng personnel died in this hunt.Among them, most of them belong to the followers of Zhengtian Sect.

Most of the Xinmeng's troops have been taken away to attack Diancang. These 130 people are indeed a statistic that cannot be underestimated for the current strength of the capital.What made Dugu Jiutian even more hateful was that although the whereabouts of the traitors were unclear, judging from the location of the dead traitors, the remaining traitors had already fled almost five hundred miles away.

Five hundred miles away, although it is still within the sphere of influence of the Xinmeng, there are basically no useful personnel to deploy.

Dugu Jiutian wanted to personally lead the troops to chase after him, but he finally gave up.His plan must not be changed, he still has to gather the remaining forces of the capital to attack Diancang.For such an important matter as attacking Diancang, how could he be the leader without him?
Just when Dugu Jiutian secretly summoned several hidden forces, the abbot of South Shaolin Temple, the tall old monk rushed over from Fujian.

The old monk Gao Da didn't even have time to explain his intentions, he just said: "The big thing is not good, I want to see Lord Wuhuang." Then he rushed directly to the camp of Xinmeng's main rudder, attracting many people to stop him.

Fortunately, someone recognized the old monk Gao Da and knew that he was the master of Nan Shaolin, Master Dharma Master Zi Chong, so he didn't make a move.

Soon, the old monk Zichong saw Dugu Jiutian in military uniform in a courtyard.

"Master Zichong, didn't the lord of the alliance already order you to lead the martial arts people from Fujian to attack Diancang? Why do you come here at this time?" Dugu Jiutian's face was a little gloomy.

The old monk Zichong did not speak, but rolled up his robe sleeves, exposing his arms.

Regardless of his age, his arms are thick and solid, no less than a strong man.It's just that, on this thick arm, there was a scratch at some point, about a foot long.

Seeing this scratch, Dugu Jiutian's complexion changed drastically, he thought for a while and asked, "Who did it?"

The old monk Zichong said, "He claims to be an old visitor from overseas."

Dugu Jiutian frowned deeply, and said: "An old visitor from overseas? How old is he, and how he looks like."

Zi Chong said to the old monk, "Over 40 years old." Then he described the man's appearance.

Dugu Jiutian tried his best but couldn't figure out who this person was, so he frowned even tighter.After pondering for a long time, he suddenly sighed and said, "This kid doesn't come sooner or later, but he came at this time, as if he had made an appointment with Fang Jianming."

The old monk Zichong thought for a while, and said: "The lord doesn't need to worry too much, the people who attacked Diancang are actually enough. If the lord wants to take Xia Jianming with his own hands, he might as well send a few people to send a message to the front, let the emperor It’s not too late to go to Diancang after the leader has dealt with the ‘overseas old guest’.”

Old monk Zi Chong wanted this, and Dugu Jiutian also wanted it.Moreover, as the leader of the alliance, Dugu Jiutian has far more and more complicated things to think about than the old monk Zichong.

After a long time, Dugu Jiutian suddenly laughed.This smile contained many meanings, the old monk Ren Zichong had read countless people, but he couldn't guess the true meaning.

"Since an old overseas guest has indicated that he wants to challenge me, I might as well go meet him. You can rest here for a day, and then return to Fujian tomorrow to help me stabilize him. I will definitely attend the meeting within the deadline."

"Yes, Confederate."

Zi Chong bowed to the old monk and exited the courtyard.

(End of this chapter)