Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 561: Verses Are No Match for Fists

What a fuss! It's clear that Li Jun wants to sit on the mountain and watch the fight between two tigers.

More importantly, this uninvited guest seemed to know his thoughts very well and destroyed his plan completely with just a few words.

Fortunately, what the other party said did not hit the point.

And judging from Li Jun's reaction, he didn't seem angry about it, so it seemed that there was still room for maneuver.

Thinking of this, Ge Jing calmed himself down, suppressed the murderous intent in his heart, and spoke in a cold voice.

"Nowadays, there are 'Four Mountains and One Palace' in Taoism. Although my Ge Zaoshan doesn't dare to claim to be the leader, we have accumulated some wealth. Is it necessary for us to covet a small old-school cultivator like Chen Qisheng? Not to mention that he is only a human immortal master now, even if he really becomes the shepherd king of the old-school Taoism, what does it matter?"

Ge Jing said in a deep voice: "The old school's path is dead, this is a fact. We want to accept Chen Qisheng into our sect only because we admire his talent, there is no twists and turns like you said."

"The old school's path has been cut off. Who caused it to be cut off? Now you are interested in talents again. You have said all the good and bad things. Taoist Ge is indeed very profound in his Taoism."

The vendor gave a thumbs up and said with a smile: "But what I admire most is that you, Taoist priest, don't even look down on the three shepherds of the old Taoist order. You are really brave. But I remember that your Gezao Mountain was chopped from the mountain gate to the top of the mountain by a shepherd with a sword, and the blood flowed like a river."

"Did I remember it wrong?" The vendor tilted his head with a joking look on his face.

"You are so sharp-tongued. Are you from the New Donglin Party, or someone sent by Lingshan?"

Ge Jing's face was gloomy: "Do you dare to tell me your origins?"

"It's not that I don't dare to say it, I'm just afraid that if I say it, you will regret it in your lifetime."

Ge Jing snorted, "So you are an old senior. No wonder you know so many old stories. I am really curious about your status. What kind of person is so great that I dare not even listen to him."

"Okay, then I'll let you in on the details so you don't think I'm cheating."

Although he was talking to Ge Jing, the vendor's eyes fell on Li Jun: "I don't study Confucianism or Buddhism, I learn the art of diplomacy."

Before he finished speaking, Ge Jing's eyes suddenly focused, his face tightened, and he frowned.

"We all met here by chance, that's fate, today we won't talk about identity matters."

Li Jun interrupted them, smiling as he pressed his arms on their shoulders and said, "Let's continue talking about my unlucky brother."

"Okay." The vendor nodded and smiled.

Ge Jing on the other side had a gloomy face and said nothing.

"The world is divided into two martial arts. Master Li Xin must have heard this so many times that his ears are covered with calluses, right?"

"That's true. I heard it all the way from Chengdu Prefecture to Yuanzhou Prefecture. There are always some blind people who like to use this to talk to me, thinking that they should look down on me because they won once before."

Li Jun asked in confusion: "But what does this have to do with what we want to talk about?"

"Of course it is related. The world is divided into martial arts, not only the martial arts order of the sects, but also the 'Zhenwu' of the Taoist order."

The vendor leaned over to look at Ge Jing and asked, "Am I right, Taoist Ge?"

"What kind of secret is this? Why are you showing it off here?" Ge Jing said with contempt.

"It's really not a secret, but who among you 'Four Mountains and One Palace' dares to say that you are willing to let go of Wudang's affairs? But you all can't forget about it. Now that you finally see some abnormal response, you immediately start to have evil thoughts again."

The merchant sneered, "Because you know very well that unless you can cross the threshold of 'A-Character Celestial Immortal', you will be ridden over by Longhu Mountain for the rest of your life. Even if you secretly hate him to death, you dare not tear down the ancestral hall of Longhu Mountain."

"However, it is a pity that since the day Huangliang Dreamland was built, the authority of the Dao Sect has been owned by different people. Although Longhu Mountain does not have the most, it is the most critical. You thought that binding the seat of the Heavenly Immortal would make your position permanent, but you didn't expect that you would shoot yourself in the foot now."

"And this is not the only stupid thing you have done."

The merchant sneered, "If Wudang was still there, there would be someone to check and balance Longhu. But you fools were fooled by the Zhang family into dividing Zhenwu, and you shot yourself in the foot again. The Zhang family got beaten up and still haven't recovered, but what benefits did you get? Nothing at all."

Ge Jing's expression became uglier and uglier, and he angrily shouted, "We are talking about Chen Qisheng's affairs, not listening to you being an afterthought and posturing here!"

"What I'm talking about now is Chen Qisheng's affairs."

The vendor pointed a finger at the other party, "In the final analysis, what you are accepting are not disciples, but weapons. The purpose is not to cherish talent, but to kill people."

A bone-chilling cold wind suddenly blew up along the long street, blowing towards the three people sitting on the curb.

"That's right. You kill people in anger when you disagree with something. That's your character. Why do you have to pretend to be kind and tolerant?"

The vendor shuddered, but there was no fear on his face. He laughed and mocked Ge Jing.

But contrary to his expectation, the first person to speak was not Ge Jing who was already angry and embarrassed, but Li Jun who was watching the show on the side.

"Old man, it's a bit wrong for you to talk like that. Let's just talk about the matter at hand and not curse at anyone."

Li Jun spoke as if they had known each other for many years, gently patting the other's shoulder and saying, "Besides, this sect is not a charity. Gezhao Mountain's move to protect Chen Qisheng was a refutation of Longhu Mountain's reputation. If that 'Jia Zi Tian Xian' is really as powerful as you say, then the price they paid was not small. It can't be that there is no benefit at all, right?"

"Master Li Xin, what you said makes sense."

The vendor's face was full of joy and he looked relaxed, as if he was particularly satisfied with the word "old generation" in Li Jun's words.

"In the old days."

Li Jun also figured out something, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and grinned, "If you like to hear it, I don't mind shouting, but I don't know if you can stand it."

The vendor was stunned: "What do you mean?"

"Nothing, nothing."

Li Jun laughed and turned to look at Ge Jing: "Master Ge, others have attacked you personally, aren't you going to say a few words?"

"What's there to argue with, you clown?"

Ge Jing stared at the vendor with a cold gaze: "I just want to ask one question, if I, Ge Zaoshan, have ulterior motives, then what is your purpose?
"I came here for only one purpose, to save people." The vendor said concisely.

"That's ridiculous! Who here needs your rescue?"

Ge Jing laughed in anger.

"I guess in a few minutes, the large group of people from Gezhao Mountain should be here, right? Let me guess who will be leading the group? Will it be Yi Kuidou? Or Jiang Jue? Or will it be your direct disciple, senior brother Ge Fenghuo, who will come in person?"

The vendor spoke every word casually, but it was like a knife or a sword falling on Ge Jing's face, cutting off unnecessary expressions and leaving only a cold face.

"When Li Xinzhu attacked Shangrao Dao Palace for the first time, all the Daoists in your Gezao Mountain Patriarch Hall were scattered around and guarded the place, as if they had expected Li Xinzhu to suddenly come knocking on their door. This is not surprising. After all, with the despicable things Luo Cheng did in the Japanese area, it is only natural that he would be sought after for revenge."

"What's really interesting is why you, Ge Jing, want to perform this scene today? Because you want to delay time."

The vendor asked himself and answered: "In this regard, you people in Gezao Mountain are indeed not as hypocritical as Longhu Mountain. You always fight in groups and never fight alone."

"If we are really surrounded by Gezhao Mountain, with your current strength, it would be extremely difficult for you to escape. How do you think they will deal with you then?"

Li Jun thought without hesitation: "Of course I'll kill him, what else can I do?"

"Not necessarily. After all, they are reluctant to let Chen Qi live. If they kill you, they will completely lose this rare human immortal master, and also lose the hope of seeking the Wudang heritage."

The merchant changed the subject: "But if you are stubborn, they will certainly not show mercy. After all, with your current physical strength, you can use it to refine a flesh and blood body that is one of the eight bodies. Whoever gets it, apart from the benefits of nourishing the foundation of Taoism, will also have the combat power of a peak Taoist third level." "If that's the case, why didn't you say it earlier, why are you still talking here for so long? You're being a little unkind." Li Jun pretended to be terrified.

The vendor laughed: "It's not too late to talk about it now."

"The story is well-written. Do you think anyone will believe it?"

Ge Jing on the side spoke calmly.

"There are only three of us here. I believe it, but you don't."

The vendor pointed at himself with one hand and at the Taoist priest with the other, but looked at Li Jun: "Do you believe it?"

"Should I believe it?" Li Jun withdrew his hand from the vendor's shoulder and pointed at himself.

"Are you going to trust someone from Daoxu?"

"They are indeed not trustworthy. Are you trustworthy in your lifetime?"

"It's called the old generation, isn't it worth it?"

The vendor smiled and said, "I am a good person. You will know it later. That's all I have to say. Goodbye."

As he finished speaking, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, and he seemed to be about to leave this illusion.

"Old man, it's still early, don't worry."

Xiao Mi's eyes suddenly brightened and fell on Li Jun's face with doubt.

"You two have said almost everything. It's my turn to speak next."

Li Jun pinched his wrist and gently turned his palm, and the sound of bones cracking became continuous.

"I don't care which path you take, whether it's vertical and horizontal or yin and yang, how much power you have behind you, or how noble your identity is, I am not interested in these. You jumped out to show your goodwill today, and I don't want to hear what you are planning behind it. I just want to tell you that in the future, when you show your courtesy, remember to do it openly. I am used to being victimized, and when I meet a riddler like you who hides his head and shows his tail, I just want to smash your head."

This sentence is directed at the vendors.

"I don't care whether you really want to protect Chen Qisheng or just want to use his identity as an old-school monk. If there hadn't been some incident, you would have been lying down now. In the Japanese area, Luo Cheng killed my brother's wife and wanted to turn him into a Yellow Turban Warrior. If I make peace with you, how can I have the face to go back and see him?"

This sentence was directed at Ge Jing.

Li Jun ignored the two people with different expressions, patted his trouser legs, and stood up from the curb.

"You guys think you can see far because you sit high up. You are used to judging gains and losses by interests. You always think that if you throw a little bone, someone will rush to kneel down and lick it. Unfortunately, I am a desperate criminal who rushed out of a deadly pass. I like to squat on the side of the road. The farthest I can see is my fingertips. So I don't care whether you two are singing a double act today or performing a self-torture trick."

"What I'm going to do is very simple. Four words: revenge and murder."

Li Jun turned around and looked at the two of them, frowning: "Longhu, Ge Zao, and you who are playing tricks. What are you acting and pretending in front of me?"

"I've finished speaking, do you understand?"

Li Jun raised his voice, looking domineering.

"I"

The vendor's lips moved slightly, but the next moment his head exploded and his body fell straight back.

"It seems that you can't bear the weight of the three words 'old life'."

Li Jun looked at the corpse on the ground that was slowly turning into nothingness, curled his lips in disdain, and turned to look behind him.

Ge Jing, who was supposed to be sitting on the curb, was now hovering in the air behind Li Jun, with violent black ripples in his eyes.

In an instant, the air around Li Jun seemed to be burned by flames, constantly twisting and shaking.

The next moment, the colorful colors in his eyes faded into black and white, waving flags covered the sky, and countless soldiers in helmets and armor lined up in the long street. The army looked majestic and murderous.

"It is true that there was a minor incident, but it cannot change the result."

Ge Jing stood above the army formation. He no longer had to maintain a false goodwill. His eyes were cold and his tone was indifferent as he said, "Li Jun, you are now a caged beast. I have one last question for you. Do you want to surrender or not?"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The ground cracked inch by inch under the hammering of weapons, and deafening roars resounded through the sky.

"You still think you discovered me? Have you ever thought that I was waiting for you to show up?"

Li Jun sneered, "If you want to learn dirty tricks, even if you have been hanging out with the Huangliang dummy for a thousand years, you are still too naive."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ge Jing's pupils suddenly contracted and he clenched his hands into fists.

In his sight, Li Jun's figure disappeared out of thin air, and even his own spiritual sense could not capture any trace of him.

Ge Jing, who was horrified, quickly ended the illusion. At the same time, he used all his spiritual power to release magic and set up a series of defenses around him.

The black and white illusion dissipated and faded away, and the bustling yet empty streets appeared in front of Ge Jing again.

Ge Jing, who was on full alert, did not encounter any surprise attack. In his sight, Li Jun was still sitting on the curb, looking up at him with a smile.

Instantly, a feeling of shame and anger for being fooled filled Ge Jing's heart.

"As the old saying goes, don't hit someone who smiles. You have the right expression now, and this gives me a reason to hit you."

An illusory talisman with three small characters "Floating Sky" outlined on its surface was floating beside Li Jun. This was the culprit that pulled him into the illusion.

Li Jun stood up, and the breeze brought by his sleeves blew away the talisman, which turned into a black smoke and flew back to Ge Jing.

A fist-sized colorful mechanical lion jumped onto Ge Jing's shoulder, opened its mouth and swallowed the smoke into its stomach, its eyes bulged as it stared at Li Jun viciously.

The third-grade Taoist magic weapon of Gezhao Mountain is the five-colored lion.

Li Jun looked up at Ge Jing in mid-air and said, "Your fellow apprentices haven't arrived yet. Now you are fighting me alone. I won't ask you whether you surrender or not. I will ask you, how do you want to die?"

Having said that, how could Ge Jing possibly give in?

Even though he was afraid of this strange martial arts that could conceal his divine consciousness, he had no choice but to give it a try.

"Li Jun, this is my Ge Zao Mountain's territory, not a place where you have the right to act rashly. Without the help of the ink armor, you are not worthy of shouting at this Taoist master."

Ge Jing looked down at Li Jun, who was dressed in black, and sneered, "You are already a hopeless case, unable to protect Chen Qisheng. Hand him over to us, and you can have a chance to live. If you don't know what's good for you and insist on seeking death, don't blame me for being ruthless."

“Ha, your words are good, but you still lack momentum. It seems that without divine consciousness, you new Dao Orders are like being beaten to balls.”

Li Jun raised his eyebrows and grinned: "But don't worry, it won't hurt much in a while. I'm very skilled at killing you."

His eyes became fierce, and there was a loud bang under his feet. His figure rushed into the sky, and his fist, with a sharp sonic boom, went straight to Ge Jing's head!

(End of this chapter)