Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 566: The Domineering Prince Ma, the Stupid Chen Qisheng

Night falls on Nanchang Prefecture.

There was no sound in the whole city.

This is the powerful control that Daoxu has over his base. At the command of Gezhaoshan, all the houses within a ten-mile radius around Nanchang Taoist Palace were deserted.

The wind swept through the empty streets, and the echo was like the howling of ghosts and wolves.

Located three miles southwest of Nanchang Taoist Palace, a large number of Gezhaoshan Taoist temples are scattered on the roofs, ready for battle.

"Haven't the people from Longhu Mountain arrived yet?"

Yi Kuidou, the elder of Gezhao Mountain, stood on a tall building with his hands behind his back and slowly withdrew his gaze from the distance towards the Taoist Palace.

Three days had passed since the battle in Fenyi County, Yuanzhou Prefecture. During this time, they followed Li Jun at a leisurely pace, and the two sides always maintained a safe distance.

Li Jun seemed to know that someone was following him, but he didn't seem to have any intention of turning his gun around and fighting Yi Kuidou, nor did he show any sign of wanting to shake off the pursuit.

The two sides wandered all the way from Yuanzhou Prefecture into the territory of Nanchang Prefecture.

In the end, Li Jun even simply stayed in the empty Nanchang Prefecture Taoist Palace, apparently waiting for Gezhao Mountain and Longhu Mountain to encircle him.

Such strange behavior really made Yi Kuidou suspicious and he became more cautious in his actions.

"Reply to the elder, the people have arrived."

Hearing the disciple's answer, Yi Kuidou raised his eyebrows slightly in confusion, and then dispersed his spiritual thoughts.

In the northeast direction of Nanchang Taoist Palace, there were indeed many auras appearing.

However, in Yi Kuidou's divine sense, he did not detect any familiar Dao Xu San from the Tianshi Mansion of Longhu Mountain.

"Who is the leader of Longhu Mountain?"

"The Dean of Xuantan Hall in Tianshi Mansion, Zhang Qingyu."

The person who responded paused for a moment and added, "A Dao Rank Four, ranking 43rd among the immortals in Baiyujing."

"Have not heard."

Yi Kuidou frowned, his mind becoming more serious.

What does Longhushan mean?
If Jiang Jue's guess is true, they might join forces with Li Jun, then it stands to reason that at least one of Zhang Chongyuan and Zhang Chongcheng should come.

If these few people at present want to swallow me up, even with Li Jun's help, all the people from Longhu Mountain will be killed.

If they did not intend to take the opportunity to ambush us, and really came just to kill Li Jun, they should not have not even sent a real Dao San. How could they stop Li Jun by relying on those few Fengshen Dao Sans whose spiritual thoughts exuded a rotten smell?
Li Jun now can no longer be viewed with common sense.

Even when the martial arts world was divided, the top four martial arts geniuses in the sect's martial arts order were far less powerful than him.

This monster might be comparable to the sect's Wu San who was promoted by perfecting a certain martial art, and might even be stronger.

"Could it be that Zhang Chongyuan has been frightened by Li Jun and dares not show up in person, but uses these disciples as cannon fodder while he hides behind and manipulates the stars in the sky?"

As soon as this thought came to his mind, a sneer of contempt appeared on Yi Kuidou's lips.

"If this is true, then Longhu Mountain will not have many more years of good fortune left. The position of 'A-Character Celestial Immortal' will sooner or later be in the pocket of Gezao Mountain!"

While thinking, Yi Kuidou's gaze once again turned to the figure standing on the roof of the main hall of Nanchang Taoist Palace.

There is wind but no rain tonight, but there is a black fog that comes from nowhere and condenses at the top of the Taoist palace. It makes people feel heavy-hearted when looking at it, and an indescribable pressure fills their hearts.

[Consume 300 mastery points, and upgrade Tianshi (fourth-grade internal power) to great perfection]

[Defeat the enemy (internal martial arts) has been obtained]

[Sequence]: Wuxu Four - Master of Salary

[Martial Arts]: Sharp Strength, Taotie (Grade 4 Great Perfection), Granary Skills (Grade 4 Early Stage), Hibernation Skills (Grade 5 Great Perfection), Dragon and Tiger Eating Skills (Grade 6 Great Perfection), Ambition of the Bright Ghosts (Grade 5 Great Perfection)
[Sports]: Dengyue (Grade 4 Great Perfection), Hongshengbu (Grade 4 Early Stage)
【Physical Training】: Wanli Pass Mountain
[Internal Strength]: Conceal the truth, defeat the enemy

[132 mastery points remaining]

Yet another martial art was refined from the three internal skills of 'Zhenlu', 'Qisheng' and 'Tianshi'.

There is no doubt that the characteristic of this martial art is also "suppression".

However, unlike Li Jun who was tempering 'Hide the Sky' in Yushan City in order to escape the lock of the sky track stars, the characteristic of 'Defeat the Enemy' was external suppression.

Greatly enhance and improve the suppression ability of the Lone Martial Order gene, thereby interfering with and suppressing the opponent in battle.

Just like when Ge Jing was killed in Fenyi City of Yuanzhou Prefecture that day.

However, Li Jun only interfered with Ge Jing's technique of releasing nothingness for a very short time. In the subsequent fights, Ge Jing quickly adapted to this suppression and completely eliminated the influence of genetic suppression.

Li Jun simply used this ability to catch Ge Jing off guard, successfully got close to him, and killed him with his physique and martial arts skills.

But if Ge Jing was dug out of the grave and beaten again at this time, after Li Jun got close to him, I'm afraid that few of his fancy magic skills would be able to be used smoothly.

Unless his spiritual power is strong enough to completely suppress the vibration of genes.

"Now there is only one physical skill and one combat skill left."

The enemies on the east and west sides seemed to be still watching, so Li Jun was naturally not in a hurry. He sat down on the head of a ridge beast and took stock of the martial arts in his hands.

There is no need to say much about the martial arts skills. Once you get enough points and push the Hongsheng Step to perfection, you will be able to refine it naturally.

Li Jun also had a hunch that after he had refined his body skills, he should be able to hear the sound of the copper lock shaking in his body again.

In terms of martial arts, the newly injected fourth-grade martial arts skill "Canglin Skill" has the characteristic of stimulating the spleen's ability, mainly wound healing and toxin resistance.

The reason why Li Jun asked Tianque to look for this technique was that he wanted to combine it with other explosive martial arts such as "Dragon-Eating Tiger" and "Sleeping Officials Method" to try to forge a martial art that could fully mobilize the body and the five internal organs.

This was an idea that came to him during his many martial arts training sessions. Li Jun did ask Shen Li for his opinion on this, but all he got was a silent and sorrowful face.

It seems that there has never been anyone like him in the sect's martial arts order.

As for the two martial arts of 'Ming Gui Zhi Zhi' and 'Taotie', in Li Jun's cognition, they are classified as functional martial arts and should be able to be tempered, but Li Jun currently lacks some accumulation in this area.

The number of people who master this martial art within Tianque is also very small. The key is that currently no one among the traitors of Tianque knows this martial art, and there is no channel to find someone to purchase it.

After sorting out the martial arts currently in hand, the next step is naturally the most crucial ritual.

Li Jun is still confused about this and has no idea at all.

The solo martial arts order is different from the sect martial arts order. The high threshold and almost unlimited martial arts choices mean that there is no "standard answer" or "standard template" for the solo martial arts order, and Li Jun can only explore it on his own.

Although according to Li Jun's previous experience, the rituals were mostly related to the long-cherished wishes of the martial order and other sequences, but when the Japanese area was promoted to the fourth sequence, the direction of the rituals had obviously changed, and simple killing and revenge no longer met the requirements of the rituals.

Otherwise, after returning to the empire, he had clearly killed so many Confucian and Taoist people, even including a real Taoist Sange Jing. Gene should not be as calm as it is now, without any signs of restlessness.

Salary owner.

These two words suddenly flashed through Li Jun's mind.

Although this was just a sudden thought of Su Ce before his death, Li Jun felt that this should be the most correct direction pointed out by the old man for him.

Perhaps the ritual of my promotion sequence is related to "flame".

The reason why Li Jun chose to exchange Duxing's early rituals with Tianque was not only to enhance his strength to cope with the current situation, but also part of the consideration of "passing on the fire" was involved.

But so far, the results seem mediocre.

"Is it because there are too few people in the Lone Martial Order? Or is it that I still haven't found the right point?"

While Li Jun was deep in thought, a sharp sound of breaking air came from the night sky above his head.

A figure fell rapidly like an eagle, and stopped abruptly when it was about to hit the roof of the Taoist palace. It switched between extreme movement and extreme stillness smoothly, and landed beside Li Jun lightly and lightly.

The sound of the wind carried the sound of people screaming in the distance, and it seemed that both Taoist forces were terrified by the appearance of this figure.

The huge body, which was a meter tall, blocked the moonlight, and the shadow it cast covered Li Jun.

The dark golden body was covered with armor plates engraved with animal patterns, and the burning flames intertwined into a cloak behind him. Under the helmet was a lion-toothed ghost mask, and between the eyebrows was a flaming blood eye.

He was full of arrogance and murderous intent.

The man and the armor looked at each other. After a moment's silence, a hoarse voice that pretended to be low and deep came from the one-eyed man.

"Don't say anything else, just ask if you are handsome or not?"

"He is handsome, but why does he look more and more like Chizhu?"

Li Jun tilted his head and looked at him: "Master Ma, tell me honestly, what is your relationship with Master Chi?"

"piss off."

Lord Ma raised his hand in annoyance and waved it, actually dispelling all the strange pressure caused by Li Jun's newly tempered "defeat the enemy" martial arts.

Li Jun narrowed his eyes and was about to speak, but he heard Lord Ma ask first.

"What are you doing now? No longer a guerrilla war, but a head-on battle? You're taking on two major sects alone. That's quite heroic."

Lord Ma put his hands on his hips, and a beam of red light shone from his one eye, sweeping in all directions.

"There are a lot of people here." Li Jun smiled helplessly. "I originally planned to divert the trouble to others and try to provoke these two old enemies into a fight so that I could kill a few of them. But now it seems that they can endure more than I expected. I am in a dilemma."

"It's not necessarily that he is really that tolerant, it could be that he is just too smart."

Lord Ma sneered and said, "I guess these two families are probably now wondering if the other party has joined forces with you and are preparing to set a trap here to ambush you. Otherwise, they would have fought long ago."

People are old and refined, and ghosts are old and spiritual.

Lord Ma revealed the fundamental reason for the current stalemate with just one sentence.

"It seems that there will be no fighting for the time being. Let's ignore them for now. What's the situation at Qingping Taoist Temple?"

"When I left, Zou Sijiu had already fished Zhao Yanlong's cave out of the Yellow Liang Youhai, and now Chen Qisheng has entered it."

"So, if Qingping Taoist Temple is exposed now, only Yuan Mingfei and Shen Li can fight against the enemy?"

There was a hint of worry in Li Jun's words.

"Don't worry, Concubine Yuan Ming is much more powerful than you think. Instead of worrying about them, you should worry about yourself."

Lord Ma lowered his head and joked, "Even a good tiger cannot stand up to a pack of wolves. You are usually quite smart. In the past, when you met someone you couldn't handle, you would run away without hesitation. Why are you so reckless this time?"

"After being ridden on the face and slapped so many times, no matter how many concerns you have, you will probably jump off the wall at the last second."

"Are you worried about Zhang Chonglian?"

Li Jun nodded: "Although we know that this 'Zhang Tianshi' is in seclusion and cannot be distracted. But there is no certainty about this kind of thing. If he suddenly succeeds in 'harmony with the Tao', then all of us will be left here."

"Xuerji, just hearing these two words gives me a headache. From what you said, we really need to finish things here as soon as possible."

Lord Ma sighed, "So what are your plans now?"

"I don't have any plans. I'll just wait for the fighting to start and take advantage of the chaos to break out. But now that you're here, it shouldn't be a problem to escape."

"What do you mean by escaping is not a problem? You have no ambition at all. Now that I, Master Ma, have caught up with you, why are you still running?!"

Lord Ma said proudly: "I'll cover you this time, go all out and fight them!"

What’s going on? Why is Lao Ma suddenly so confident?

Li Jun's heart suddenly moved, and surprise appeared in his eyes.

“That’s the right expression.”

Mo Jia raised his arm and swung it, and the cloak behind him swayed in the wind. The fireworks spread for several feet, and were extremely eye-catching in the night.

"Master Ma, I am the great Mo San. Can it be that I can't stop you this time?"

The loud voice rolled out like thunder, spreading in all directions.

How could Lord Ma be promoted to the third rank so quickly?
Although he didn't know the requirements for Mo Jia's promotion, Li Jun felt that it should be related to the gift given by Lord Chi to Lord Ma when they were in the Japanese area.

Everything is a matter of course.

"Master Ma."

Li Jun smiled and said, "Next time when something good like this happens, can you please not be so low-key? I was just thinking about how to run away."

"Actually, Master Ma, I also feel that this is a bit disappointing. According to my previous estimation, you should have been beaten black and blue by now, and you should be desperate and ready to fight for as many people as possible. At this critical moment of life and death, Master Ma, I will directly descend from the sky and overwhelm the whole field, killing these stinking bull noses without leaving a single piece of armor. How impressive it is."

"It's a pity that things don't go as planned. These people are just too cowardly. When I was in Minggui Realm and fought in groups, as long as I had the advantage in numbers, I would immediately start fighting. I would never be as hesitant and timid as them."

Lord Ma sighed, "Now I can only fight one against a hundred. By the way, remember to fight handsomely so I can record it. I don't know if the Ming ghost girls nowadays still like this kind of rough and bloody scene."

Li Jun nodded obediently: "No problem, Master Ma, you have the final say, which side should we go to now? Ge Zao, or Longhu?"

"Whoever dares to show up first, we'll just keep an eye on him. We'll ignore the other one for now and kill him first!"

The man and the armor had no intention of lowering their voices, and their arrogant conversation was clearly heard by the Daoxu around them.

In the southwest direction, it is where the people of Gezhao Mountain reside.

In the silence where one could hear a pin drop, Yi Kuidou's face was gloomy and his eyes no longer had the calmness he had just had. He looked at the conspicuous fireworks in the distance with an extremely solemn gaze.

"Ranger Mo San, Tianqu?!"

The cave is black and white, and it is impossible to tell whether the weather is sunny or not.

In an inconspicuous courtyard somewhere in Xuanyue Mountain, the young Zhao Yanlong was lying in a rocking chair, holding a teapot in one hand and resting the other hand behind his head, with a look of contentment on his face.

In the yard, Chen Qisheng was practicing boxing.

There was no sound of wind as the boxing moves were performed, his hands and feet rose and fell lightly, it was as if he was holding an invisible ball in his arms, his moves were soft and did not seem to have any lethality.

"Fight well. Brother, let me tell you, this Tai Chi has a great origin. It is said to have been passed down from Wudang Mountain. Even the Taoists of Wudang regard this as the first lesson in entering the Tao. If our Xuanyue Temple was not a branch of Wudang, you would not have this blessing."

Zhao Yanlong, who was lying on the rocking chair, hummed and said, "If you can practice Tai Chi well, and when you have developed true Qi, maybe you will have the opportunity to practice in Wudang Mountain?"

"Brother, why don't you practice?"

After Chen Qisheng finished a set of boxing moves, he slowly calmed down and his originally closed pores instantly opened up, and he was sweating all over.

"I am a genius, your senior brother. I have more inner energy than I can use up. Do I still need to practice this kind of kung fu?"

Zhao Yanlong breathed a loud hum and took a leisurely sip of the teapot.

"Don't practice anymore. Take a break and go help out in the temple's kitchen. There are so many pilgrims these days that they are a bit overwhelmed. Remember to bring me some meat when you come back."

"Brother, we are not a Zhengyi sect here, where can we get the meat?"

"Don't listen to their lies. The people in the kitchen have hidden meat, and it's real raw meat. I saw it with my own eyes. We are growing up now. How can we eat that paste-like ointment every day?"

Zhao Yanlong narrowed his eyes and looked at Chen Qisheng: "Besides, what era is this now? Even the Taoist master has appeared in person to preach. How can we still be so old-fashioned? I heard that some Taoist temples outside have begun to promote a technique that allows believers to practice in dreams. It seems to be called 'Huangliang'? Anyway, this practice of Taoism is getting more and more weird."

"Got it. I'll call again later and go."

Chen Qisheng agreed and slowly sat down under the eaves with tired steps.

"Little beggar."

Zhao Yanlong saw this scene, curled his lips with some reluctance, and said: "Actually, you don't have to fight so hard. Even though you are begging for life, it doesn't mean that God will take back your life as soon as you stop."

Zhao Yanlong sat up, his eyes were childish, but his tone was mature: "This cultivation is about chance and luck. Sometimes you practice hard day and night, but the true qi may not appear no matter what. But maybe one day when you are sleeping in bed, the true qi will come out by itself, which is also possible, right?"

"Uh-huh."

Chen Qisheng tapped his sore legs and answered casually.

"Hey!"

When Zhao Yanlong saw him like this, he was immediately furious.

He rubbed his back teeth back and forth several times, but still couldn't say a harsh word, and let out a long sigh in frustration.

"You are such a stubborn kid, you are taking my kindness for granted!"

The empty teapot was thrown carelessly on the recliner, with residual water drops dripping from the crooked mouth of the teapot.

"Just take a good rest. I'll help you cook. Otherwise you'll get too tired. The abbot will accuse me of mistreating my fellow disciples. I can't afford that."

After saying that, Zhao Yanlong walked out the door on his own.

"Hurry up and find a secluded place to light a fire and wait for the delicious food to come!"

Zhao Yanlong walked to the door, turned around, raised his chin and smiled.

"What are you doing?!"

Not long after he left the house, Chen Qisheng suddenly heard a quarrel outside the yard.

"You are so brave, Zhao Yanlong. You stole all the things that were lost from the kitchen, right?"

"What? I warn you not to spit bloody words at me!"

"It's either you or your stupid junior brother. Get lost."

"Stop, I took it, what's wrong? You guys can eat it, but I can't, right? How dare you come here to block me? Believe it or not, I will tell the Taoist master."

"You admit it, right? Beat me hard!"

Under the eaves, Chen Qisheng twisted his neck and slowly stood up.

Click.

The rocking chair was kicked into pieces.

Chen Qisheng picked up two sharp-edged wooden sticks and held them in his hands. He wiped the sweat off his face with the back of his hands and ran out.

The dull thud of sticks was heard continuously, as were wailing and screaming.

"Oh, for the sake of the Taoist master, Chen Qisheng, you are such a fool. It's ok to hit someone, but please don't stab him!"

(End of this chapter)