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Chapter 934: Finally Killing the Laughing Monk! (Please subscribe!)

The Taoist temple on Triangle Mountain is called Tianxian Temple, and the peak it is located on is called "Wangmei Peak". Tianxian Temple has more than one hundred houses, occupying half of the mountain.

There were actually two temporary military camps around the Taoist temple. There were Goryeo soldiers standing guard all over the hill, scolding the believers and maintaining order. These people should be the Goryeo soldiers responsible for protecting the young Goryeo king.

Based on the number of people on guard and the size of the two military camps, the Jinyiwei estimated that Hua Shier had at least tens of thousands of soldiers.

However, despite their large number of people, they were nothing more than chickens and dogs in Hua Shier's view. Even if he did not take action, as long as he did not give the other side a chance to form a battle array, the 500 Dongchang guards and Jinyiwei under his command could kill them all if they launched a surprise attack.

Hua Shier and his companions were mixed in with the believers going up the mountain. When they were still a few hundred meters away from the Taoist temple, two sword lights came from the north, flew over the crowd, and paraded through the city without any concealment.

Many confused believers, who originally came here to burn incense and worship the gods, knelt down and kowtowed. When the people on the sword light saw this scene, they giggled, their voices were childish but full of pride.

The sword light flew across the crowd and landed directly in the Taoist temple.

The sudden scene caused a commotion among the Goryeo soldiers around. An officer led his soldiers into the Taoist temple, but they walked out calmly after a while, as if nothing had happened.

Hua Twelve had the eyes of Erlang Shen and could see clearly the faces of the two people in the sword light just now.

Two children of similar age, one is a little monk with a smile on his face, and the other is a child who looks like Nezha.

I thought to myself, could it be that we are enemies and I met the Laughing Monk here?

If that's the case, this trip will be fun.

As for the child who looked like Nezha? If the other one was really the Laughing Monk, then this child must be Qi Jinchan, the son of Miaoyi Zhenren, the head of Emei.

Soon it was Hua Shier and Qian Song Yi's turn to enter the Taoist temple to burn incense. Cao Zhengchun disguised himself as an old servant and followed behind them. A Taoist boy guided them at the door and told them to go to the main hall. There was a place to burn incense at the door, and the two immortals would pray for them in the hall.

After entering the Tianxian Temple, the atmosphere was solemn and dignified. Following the guidance of the Taoist boy, Hua Shier took Qian Song Yi to the place outside the main hall to buy incense. "Buying incense" actually means buying incense with money, but you can't say buy, you have to say invite.

  Hua Twelve took out thirty taels of silver and asked everyone to buy ten taels of silver worth of high-quality incense. The Taoist boy who sold incense immediately brightened up and shouted inside:

"Three devout believers!"

Originally, dozens of people went in to burn incense, but now the Taoist boy stepped out to stop the people behind and gave Hua Twelve and the others a single match.

Hua Twelve found it a little funny. Isn't this VIP treatment? It turns out that money can make you go anywhere. This is the age when VIPs exist.

I was led into the hall by the Taoist boy. I didn't see the two children on the flying sword. I only saw a statue in front of me, and in front of the statue stood two middle-aged Taoist priests, a man and a woman.

Hua Shier's eyes were attracted by the statue. He saw that the statue enshrined on the shrine was not the Three Pure Ones of Taoism, nor was it any immortal official, but a wealthy middle-aged man with shaved hair, like a monk, but wearing a Taoist robe.

This middle-aged man has two long white eyebrows, which are very eye-catching.

When Hua Shier saw this man's eyebrows, he thought to himself, "How dare Changmei be so bold as to build a temple for himself in a small foreign country?" What was he planning to do?

In front of the shrine stood two Korean Taoist priests, a man and a woman, who looked extremely handsome. They both had an immortal look and did not seem like ordinary people.

Of course, these two Taoists only looked better, and Hua Shier did not feel much fluctuation of mana from them.

The little Taoist boy who led the way secretly pointed three fingers at the two Taoists, probably to indicate that the three of them had bought the incense worth thirty taels of silver.

  The two Taoist priests, a man and a woman, immediately smiled. After the young Taoist priest left, the female Taoist priest said with a smile:

"Ahaha, it turns out that you are devout believers who came to the temple to burn incense. I have already felt your sincerity. Come on, let us show you some magical powers of Taoism and open your eyes!"

After saying that, he winked at the male Taoist priest beside him. The male Taoist priest understood and coughed lightly: "I am Qingyun, I will show you a trick of invisibility."

After saying that, he took out a large blanket from a palm-sized cloth bag at his waist, draped it over himself, and instantly disappeared from everyone's sight.

A living person just disappeared in front of everyone. Cheon Song Yi and Cho Jung Chun both widened their eyes in surprise.

Hua Shier felt amused. No matter how you looked at it, this looked like a street performer. Was this the god that the Goryeo people were talking about?

But you know what, that blanket that can make people invisible is really good. It can even conceal the other person's breath. At least Hua Twelve can't sense the other person's existence.

The next moment, the male Taoist priest named Qingyun appeared behind everyone, pulled off the invisibility blanket, and revealed his figure.

The female Taoist priest stepped forward with a smile: "How about it, are you surprised? Shocked? Have you never seen the methods of immortals? So, good men and women, if you add a hundred taels of silver as incense money, the two of us will perform some immortal methods to broaden your horizons, how about that?"

Hua Twelve took out a ten-liang gold ingot from his arms and said, "My two immortals, I have run out of silver. Can gold do?"

  The female Taoist's eyes sparkled with gold, and she took the gold ingot with a smile on her face:

"Of course you can. Now I, Black Tongue, will demonstrate my magical powers to you, my followers!"

She took out a bronze mirror and said, "Everyone, take a look!"

As he spoke, he inserted one arm directly into the bronze mirror. As the arm passed through the bronze mirror, it was magnified and became extremely huge. When he opened his palm, the base of his palm was on the ground and his fingertips had already touched the ceiling.

  The black-tongued female Taoist priest was very proud:

"This palm of mine can subdue demons and monsters, destroy mountains and suppress mountains. Which demon can resist it?"

After saying that, he pulled his hand away from the mirror, and his arm immediately returned to its original state.

Black Tongue looked at them with some dissatisfaction: "Not shocking?"

Hua Twelve nodded and said, "Too shocking!"

"Then why don't you applaud?"

Hua Shier took the lead in applauding her, and when Cheon Song Yi and Lao Cao saw that the emperor was applauding, they quickly followed suit.

Black Tongue laughed hahaha towards the sky, and Hua Twelve thought to himself that this woman might be in a mental state.

The male Taoist priest Qingyun came closer and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, if you add some more money, we will show you our magical powers!"

Hua Twelve found it funny and thought he could just watch the show, so he took out another ten taels of gold.

Heishe took out a flute and started playing it. The next moment, Cho Jung-chun and Cheon Song-yi couldn't help but twist their bodies to the music and even started dancing.

Hua Shier suddenly felt the urge to dance, but he was able to control himself. He just felt that he shouldn't be too different, so he simply started dancing as well. He danced the horse-riding dance, which was so unrestrained that Taoist Qingyun stood by with his eyes wide open, wanting to dance along as well.

At this moment, the sound of a child shouting came from outside the hall, speaking the official language of the Ming Dynasty:

"What's the point of making us wait in the quiet room for a long time, and now you guys are playing the flute, singing and dancing. Don't you take our Emei Sect seriously?"

As they were talking, two children rushed in and pushed down a Taoist boy who was trying to stop them. They were the two people seen on the flying sword before.

Hua Shier thought to himself that this was correct, it was from Emei, so it made sense.

He didn't get angry at the beginning, but instead planned to see what Qi Jinchan and Laughing Monk were planning to do here.

The two Korean immortals, Qingyun and Heishe, immediately frowned when they saw that these two people were so disrespectful to them.

Black Tongue first made two tut-tut sounds, then said in the half-baked Ming official language:

"Whose child is this? How can he be so rude!"

The Laughing Monk's smile faded, and a cold look appeared in his eyes. Qi Jinchan also showed an angry expression.

Taoist Qingyun saw that things were going to get awkward, so he quickly tried to smooth things over:

"It is customary to open the mountain and receive believers on the first day of the new year. My two junior brothers, please don't be surprised. Without this income, we can't even afford to refine pills. How can we improve our cultivation?"

He spoke kindly, but unexpectedly the Laughing Monk spat at him and said, "Stop flattering yourself. Who is your nephew?"

Qingyun said angrily: "Our Tianxian Temple is also the lineage passed down by the Immortal Master Changmei. According to the seniority, it is not too much to call you nephews!"

The Laughing Monk sneered, "We in Emei don't have disciples who perform for money. How dare someone who is not even a registered disciple to try to establish a relationship with us in Emei!"

The female Taoist priest Heishe was so angry that she laughed: "Well, since it has nothing to do with you, what are you doing here? This poor Taoist temple can't accommodate two great immortals, so get out of here!" The laughing monk said angrily: "How dare you! We are here to ask you questions under the order of the head master. How dare you chase us away?"

Black Tongue chuckled: "Strange, if it doesn't matter, why are you talking about the headmaster? Your headmaster can't control our affairs!"

"court death!"

The Laughing Monk really got angry when he disagreed with something, and was about to attack with his sword gestures, but Qingyun and Heishe were not stupid either. They knew that these people from Emei were not easy to mess with, so they jumped together, covered themselves with cloaks, and instantly became invisible and disappeared.

"what?"

Qi Jinchan was a little surprised: "Interesting!"

  Suddenly, a huge hand about ten feet in diameter appeared out of thin air behind the laughing monk and grabbed him in the palm of its hand. Black Tongue's voice came out:

"Does the little kid still dare to act so arrogantly?"

The laughing monk remained calm in the face of danger and shouted, "Hurry!"

The next moment, the back of the giant hand was pierced directly by an invisible flying sword.

"Ah ah ah"

The giant hand quickly shrank, and a corner of the invisibility cloak fell off, revealing Qingyun, who was holding the other corner of the cloak with an embarrassed look on his face, and Heishe, who was shaking his hands and looking like "it hurts" on his face. At this time, there was a bloody hole on Heishe's right hand.

When Hua Shier saw them fighting, he took Cheon Song Yi and Cho Jung Chun to the side to watch the show, watching them fight each other.

The laughing monk noticed their actions, but just sneered and didn't say anything, obviously thinking they were ordinary people.

Qi Jinchan looked at the bronze mirror on the ground, then looked at the invisibility cloak in Qingyun's hand, and suddenly said:

"Give me those two magic weapons, and pretend this never happened!"

The Laughing Monk was about to pursue Qi Jinchan, but when he heard what Qi Jinchan said, he retracted his sword and said, "Did you hear that? Why don't you send the treasure over here!"

Qingyun and Heishe were both so angry that their faces turned red. The latter quickly picked up the bronze mirror, and the former said, "That's too much. This is the magic weapon that the Longmei Immortal gave us when he accepted us as his disciples."

  Before he could finish, the laughing monk interrupted;

"That's perfect, isn't it? These things originally belonged to Emei, and you have been stealing them for many years. It's just right to return them all!"

Heishe's face turned red with anger, but Qingyun pulled her behind him and bowed to the Laughing Monk and Qi Jinchan:

"You two, let's talk about the magic weapon later. You two said that you were sent by the headmaster to ask me something. I don't know what it is, so don't delay the important matter!"

The two children who still wanted to ask for the magic weapon thought it made sense and decided to finish their business first and then grab the good stuff.

Qi Jinchan raised his chin and said, "My master from the Emei Xuantian Sect has disappeared in Goryeo. My father asked me to ask you if you have any clues. Also, are there any powerful cultivators near Goryeo?"

Both sides thought that Hua Twelve and the other thirteen were Korean believers who had come up the mountain to burn incense. They spoke in the official language of the Ming Dynasty and were not worried that the three would overhear them, so they asked directly.

Qingyun pondered and said, "There are two branches of the Dharma in Gaoli passed down by the Immortal Changmei. One is our Tianxian Temple, and the other is the monk Zizang of Miben. As for other cultivators, there are quite a few Taoists who practice Qi training, but their magic power is too weak to achieve anything!"

The Laughing Monk sneered, "As if you have some magical power that is not insignificant or not! Do you have any magical power?"

Qingyun's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. After all, he was of the same generation as Qi Shuming, but he didn't expect to be treated like this by the younger generation from Emei.

Qi Jinchan asked: "Do you have any clues or suspects?"

Just as Qingyun was about to speak, Heishe said in a cold voice, "No, you can go to the secret book and ask Zizang!"

Qi Jinchan wanted to say something, but a cold look flashed in the eyes of the Laughing Monk. He moved his fingers, and with a cry, one of Heishe's arms fell to the ground. It was the Laughing Monk who killed him silently with his invisible flying sword.

If Black Tongue hadn't sensed the danger and dodged, this would not have been as simple as breaking an arm. I'm afraid Black Tongue would have been cut in half.

Qingyun became angry upon seeing this, and he took out a handful of talismans from the cloth bag on his waist and threw them forward. The talisman made a bang and turned into smoke. When the smoke dissipated, dozens of Qingyuns and Heishe appeared on the spot.

The function of those talismans is to create clones.

These dozens of Qingyun and Heishe clones all took out their weapons and rushed towards Qi Jinchan and Laughing Monk.

The Laughing Monk said to Qi Jinchan: "Jinchan, make your move. Then we will divide the magic weapon equally!"

Qi Jinchan had not originally thought of killing people for treasure, but since Laughing Monk had done so, he simply didn't hesitate. He made a sword gesture with his hands and released the two Mandarin Duck Thunderbolt Swords, one purple and one red. The sword light swept across, cutting all the dozens of Qingyun and Heishe clones into two.

At this moment, Hua Twelve suddenly felt the crisis, and a vibranium shield appeared in his hand. With a clang, nothing was seen, but sparks flew from the shield.

The laughing monk exclaimed: "What kind of shield is this? It can actually block my invisible flying sword?" This guy just made a sudden attack and intended to silence me.

He hooked his finger at Hua Twelve: "Give it to me. Oh, I forgot you don't understand human language!"

He said with a laugh: "Wait until I kill those two Taoists, then I will deal with you!"

At this time, Qingyun and Heishe's clones were all killed and turned into broken talismans, while the two Taoists disappeared, and even the broken arms on the ground were nowhere to be seen, obviously hidden by the invisibility cloak.

After Laughing Monk finished speaking to Hua Twelve, he turned around and went to look for Qingyun and Heishe. He was not on guard against Hua Twelve and the others and did not take them seriously at all.

But just as he turned around, the hairs on his body stood up, he made a sword gesture, and swept back fiercely, and the invisible flying sword blocked it backwards.

With a clang, the Moon-Golden Wheel, which was as big as a carriage wheel, directly cut the Invisible Flying Sword into two sections. The sword fell to the ground, revealing two sword bodies that were like flying fish. The Invisible Sword was destroyed in one move.

The Laughing Monk spat out a mouthful of blood: "Yue Jinlun, the disappearance of Xuantian Sect is related to you."

Hua Twelve was unyielding and swept his sword across, with the Moon Golden Wheel sweeping towards the Laughing Monk and Qi Jinchan.

Qi Jinchan hurriedly used the Mandarin Duck Thunderbolt Swords to resist, but although his two swords were extraordinary, they were no match for Yue Jinlun, and his own magic power was not as powerful as Hua Twelve who had absorbed the power of Xuantian Sect.

Hua Twelve activated the spiritual treasure's innate sword energy, and the light on the Moon Golden Wheel suddenly surged, pressing Qi Jinchan to the point of vomiting blood.

At this moment, an unexpected scene appeared. The statue of Changmei Zhenren on the shrine in the main hall suddenly raised his hand and pointed. Two sword energies, one purple and one green, shot out from the fingers of the statue and slashed towards Hua Twelve.

It was actually a wisp of divine consciousness left by Changmei that took action.

Hua Twelve's eyes released laser beams, directly facing the purple-green sword energy. The laser beam and the sword energy were deadlocked in mid-air at first, but the sword energy left by Changmei was only a wisp, while the laser beam was endless.

The outcome was decided in just a few breaths. The sword energy was dispersed, and the laser beam directly blew up the statue of Changmei Zhenren on the shrine.

At this time, Hua Twelve glanced at Laughing Monk and Qi Jinchan.

Laser beams were everywhere, and a hole the size of a bowl was pierced through the Laughing Monk's chest. Blood was gushing out, and his eyes were full of hatred and unwillingness.

Qi Jinchan used the male sword of the Mandarin Duck Thunderbolt Sword to block the Moon Golden Wheel, and used the female sword to block the laser beam. The sword flew back and hit his chest, causing him to vomit blood and fly backwards, then fainted on the ground.

The Laughing Monk was dying, so he fell to the ground and shouted angrily, "Who are you? I am a disciple of Emei, and my master will not let you go."

  Hua Shier walked over and saw that the laughing monk was still alive. He couldn't help but admire the cultivator's strong vitality. He smiled faintly:

"You killed a Ming captain in Liaodong. Today I will seek justice for my subjects."

The laughing monk's eyes narrowed: "You are a dog"

Hua Shier took out the Demon-Destroying Pistol, put it against the Laughing Monk's head, and fired five or six shots in a row, smashing his head into pieces. His soul did not fly out, and it was obvious that his soul was destroyed by the Demon-Destroying attribute and completely disappeared.

After killing the Laughing Monk, he turned to look at Qi Jinchan and said, "Little friend, how do you want to die?"

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