Martial Arts: Opening Awakening

Chapter 216
There are four major cults in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

In addition to the Amitabha Sect, whose two innate masters were killed by Jiangnan, there are also the White Lotus Sect, the Blood Worship Sect, and the Fangxian Sect.

Among them, Fang Xianjiao has defected to the Great Zhou court and changed its name to Fang Xiandao.

The vacancy left was pushed by the powerful Demon Sect under the help of those who cared about it.

Although the four major cults are all cults, their guiding ideology and martial arts are different, even very different.

The Amitabha religion emphasizes retribution for the present world, encourages believers to violently resist, and tries to cast faith with blood and fire, so that Amitabha Buddha will come to the world.

The Blood Worship Sect believes that blood is the source of all power, and seeks to enhance bloodlines to gain power. It believes that as long as you gather the best bloodlines in the world, you can turn mortals into gods.

Fang Xianjiao pursues longevity and crazily refines medicines. The pills they refine are often costly and unimaginable, and they even sacrifice everything for the sake of refining medicines.

The White Lotus Sect promotes the doomsday theory, believing that a catastrophe is about to come, and only by believing in the lifeless old mother can salvation be obtained.

Compared with the self-interestedness of the other three major cults, the White Lotus Sect claims to save the world, and to develop believers regardless of their status, from high-ranking officials and nobles to traffickers and pawns, anyone can join.

The strength of believers may vary, but the number of believers is the largest among the four major cults.

In the history of the Great Zhou Dynasty, there have been several times when the White Lotus Sect gathered a crowd to revolt. At the most glorious time, it even engulfed millions of believers.

Therefore, among the great cults of the Great Zhou, the White Lotus Sect may not be the most ruthless cult, but it is definitely the one most feared by the Great Zhou officials.

The White Lotus Sect's self-restraining exercise is called the "White Lotus Salvation Sutra", which cannot be taught by non-holy sons and saints.

And this is exactly what Jiangnan stole from the oiran Linglong just now.

From this, Jiang Nan easily saw through Linglong's identity.

Interesting to say.

The oiran Yueyao that Jiangnan met at the headquarters of Zhongfang Pavilion in Chang'an City is the saint of the Moon Worship Sect.

Now I meet an oiran with red sleeves, who is also the saint of the White Lotus Sect.

Could it be.

Do the cult saintesses like to be the courtesans in brothels so much?
"Who are you?"

Linglong changed color in shock, and asked in a concentrated voice.

The White Lotus Sect was wanted by the court of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Her identity was a top secret and few people knew about it.

The moment Jiang Nan said the word "White Lotus", she even wondered if something went wrong within the White Lotus Sect.

"I asked your question first." Jiang Nan looked hesitant.

The fingers pinching Linglong's throat tightened.

"The Holy Mother is indeed in the state of concentration." Linglong replied in a harsh voice.

People are swordsmen, and those who know the current affairs can survive.

"How is it compared to the leader of the Amitabha religion?" Jiang Nan asked again.

"I am not sure."

"Huh?" Jiang Nan snorted.

"It shouldn't be too far." Linglong trembled, and quickly replied: "I have heard the Holy Mother say that if it is a direct confrontation, she is no match for the leader of the Amitabha Sect; but if she uses other methods, she is sure to seriously injure the other party."

Jiang Nan understood.

The Virgin of the White Lotus should be good at sneak attacks and plots.

Jiang Nan asked Linglong again about her purpose of poisoning herself.

Linglong dared not hide anything.

The answer makes Jiangnan dumbfounded.

It turned out to be the saint of the White Lotus Sect. After seeing two poems by Jiangnan and hearing about Jiangnan's age, she thought that Jiangnan was a rare talent in a hundred years. A cultural banner, a propaganda mouthpiece, writing demagogic articles and fighting deeds for the White Lotus Sect.

Due to the short investigation time, Linglong only got Jiangnan's appearance from the scholars who participated in the restaurant's poetry meeting, but she didn't know that Jiangnan was actually a martial arts master.

It so happened that Jiangnan arrived at Yangzhou City where Linglong was again, and was recognized by a disciple of the White Lotus Sect at the gate of the city.

Linglong hastily made a move, thinking that she could easily take down this talented man, but she did not expect to fall into Jiangnan's hands instead.

"It turns out that fame is to blame! Sure enough, there will be retribution for plagiarizing other people's works." Jiang Nan slandered.

His gaze sized Linglong from top to bottom, and finally, it fell on her face covered by the beaded gauze again, and said with a half-smile:

"Say, should I kill you or kill you?"

"do not want!"

Linglong's body trembled, and she cried out in surprise.

"I can play the piano, paint, cook, and warm the bed..." Linglong talked about dozens of her strengths in one breath, and finally emphasized: "Don't look at me as a courtesan with red sleeves, in fact, I am still a Virgin. Every time I meet a guest alone, I use the ecstasy and illusion technique I teach to tease the other party. So far, I have never been touched by a finger..."

"If you keep me, you will definitely be happier than a god!"

Linglong, the maiden of the white lotus who was still lovely and pitiful, actually set off a flying lightning on Jiangnan while she was talking.

Jiang Nan also showed a look of excitement, and gradually let go of Linglong's throat.

Linglong pursed her mouth, as if she was about to send Jiangnan a sweet kiss immediately.

When the mouth approached Jiangnan's face, a puff of white smoke suddenly spewed out.

Jiang Nan's expression changed drastically, and then his body shook, and he fell slowly to the ground.

"Hmph! No matter how strong your martial arts are, you still have to fall under my Fascinating Dafa and Immortals!"

Linglong rubbed her neck that was sore from being pinched by Jiangnan, staring at Jiangnan who couldn't move on the ground,
After finishing speaking, he suddenly thought of the little golden snake in Jiangnan's arms that could absorb toxins.

Reaching out his hand, he took down a delicate bamboo flute from the bogu stand, brought it to his mouth, and played a few strange syllables.

The Golden Winged Flying Snake struggled a few times at first, but then slowly closed its eyes, as if falling into a deep sleep.

Linglong put down the bamboo flute and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Apparently those few blows just now were not as easy as it looked.

"Who are you? You can guess my identity..."

Linglong leaned over and looked at Jiangnan's handsome face. While muttering to herself, she couldn't help reaching out her slender hand and touching it lightly.

After touching it, I was shocked to realize that although Jiang Nan was hit by a fairy and was unable to move, his consciousness was clear and he could feel her movements.

His face was slightly hot.

Immediately, he stretched out his hand and pinched Jiang Nan's face.He said in a loud self-deception:
"Let me see if you are wearing a human skin mask!"

Naturally, Jiang Nan didn't have a human skin mask on his face.

After Linglong touched Jiangnan's face, she stretched her hand into Jiangnan's arms again, wanting to find something that could prove Jiangnan's identity.

There was still a huge sum of 10 taels of silver bills in Jiangnan's arms, so Linglong couldn't let Linglong touch them casually.

When Linglong leaned over and opened the door, she suddenly stretched out her hand and grabbed Linglong's throat again.

This time, Jiangnan used more strength than last time.

Linglong was almost suffocated.

"Impossible! You obviously fell for my fairy!" Linglong roared with difficulty.

"Are the gods down? It's not like I don't have one."

Jiang Nan gave a disdainful smile, pinched Linglong's throat and stood up.With his left hand, he took out a porcelain bottle from his bosom, flicked off the cork with his fingers, and shook it in front of Linglong's nose.

It was the bottle of Immortal Pour that I got from Wandu Boy.

After several uses, only the last bit remains.For today's Jiangnan, it is not of much use.

Take it out just in time, and pretend to be in front of the Holy Maiden of the White Lotus... well, to frighten the Holy Maiden of the White Lotus.

Linglong's whole body went limp, and she couldn't move for a moment.

If it wasn't for being pinched by Jiangnan, he would have fallen to the ground limply like Jiangnan just now.

"how is this possible?"

Although she couldn't move, Linglong had this question crazily flashing in her heart.

Even in the identity of the Linglong White Lotus Saintess, the little bit of immortality hidden in his mouth had cost a huge price.

It can be said that Linglong has a deep understanding of the preciousness of immortality.

Unexpectedly, the "talented man" who was targeted by him was not only unaffected by the immortality, but also took out a bottle casually.

Successive failures suddenly shake Linglong's self-confidence accumulated over the years.

Jiang Nan let go, and gently placed the immobile Bailian Maiden on the ground.

Bend over.

Just like how the other party treated himself just now, he reached out and touched the other party's arms.

Jiang Nan could clearly feel the embarrassment in the eyes of the white lotus saint and the shortness of breath, but he didn't stop his movements because of this.

(End of this chapter)