Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 578 Going up the mountain to kill people (I)

The dream of the cave was shattered, and consciousness returned to the world from the dark sea.

Chen Qisheng woke up in the Qingping Taoist Temple.

Outside the door, Concubine Yuan Ming had been waiting for a long time.

Without any unnecessary nonsense, Yuan Mingfei directly projected the video recording of Zhang Chongcheng in the Buddhist Kingdom in front of Chen Qisheng.

Chen Qisheng read it all in silence, then lowered his head and pondered for a moment.

"Sister Yuan, what do you think I should do?"

Yuan Mingfei listened to Chen Qisheng's peaceful voice and saw that there was no longer that crazy, paranoid and cold murderous intent in him, and her worries finally dissipated.

It seems that the experience in Zhao Yanlong's cave did not cause any negative impact on Chen Qisheng.

Instead, it freed him from the inner demons caused by the death of his master Sun Luyou.

"Zhang Chongcheng came to me because he knew that Li Jun and you would never give up, so he wanted to use me to persuade you."

Chen Qisheng nodded: "So, your attitude is also to let me stop?"

"of course not."

Yuan Mingfei smiled and said, "Although I don't know what you experienced in your dream, I don't think Zhao Yanlong has ever taught you to endure humiliation and bear heavy burdens, right?"

"Actually, someone else taught me. He learned it, but I don't think I did."

Faces flashed through Chen Qisheng's mind, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth involuntarily.

"Then it seems that your experience is more complicated and exciting than I expected."

Yuan Mingfei smiled and continued her analysis.

"Whether Zhang Chongyuan really has problems or not, he has undoubtedly become a discarded child of Longhu Mountain. Abandoning such a distinguished master will cause as much turmoil in Longhu Mountain as our group of people causing this incident, and it may even be more serious. Zhang Chongcheng cannot make this decision, and there must be someone behind him."

"Although I can't see what this contemporary 'Zhang Tianshi' is planning, one thing is clear: we are currently the dominant party. Since we are in power, we have the choice to strike or spare others."

Yuan Mingfei looked at Chen Qisheng and said sternly, "This karma is on you. Whether you advance or retreat is up to you to decide."

"I understand."

Chen Qisheng smiled and walked out of the temple.

The black-armored general fell from the sky on a flying sword and followed behind Chen Qisheng.

As the two passed by each other, Yuan Mingfei asked softly, "Are you sure?"

"Don't worry, if I can't win, I'll just turn around and run away."

After Chen Qisheng left, Shen Li approached from a distance, with his hands on his chest, looking puzzled.

"Sister Yuan, is this dream of a yellow millet useless? Why do I feel that except for the fact that his murderous aura is not as strong as before, there is no other change?"

Yuan Mingfei glanced at him and said, "There really isn't much change. I guess even if five of you were tied together, they wouldn't be enough for him to beat."

"You sound a bit disrespectful. We are both at the rank 4, how can there be such a big gap? Even if he is at the rank 4 of the old sect, I am still at the rank 5 of the sect!"

Shen Li looked dissatisfied when he heard this.

"How many martial arts have you tempered?"

Shen Li shook his head and said, "Let's not talk about this. Martial arts are about quality, not quantity. One can reach the top!"

"Then it's Wu Xu as well. Do you think you can beat Li Jun?"

"A sect is a sect, a lone ranger is a lone ranger, and humans cannot compete with monsters."

Shen Li's fighting spirit was high and he said, "And can he compare with my elder brother?"

"Chen Qisheng is probably almost the same as Li Jun now."

Yuan Mingfei looked at the figure riding the sword through the air and said slowly: "With such a strong and tenacious divine consciousness, I am afraid that even my Buddhist kingdom cannot pull him away at all. I really don't know how many Wudang heroes he inherited in Zhao Yanlong's cave."

"No way, is it really that fierce?"

Shen Li swallowed and an awkward smile appeared on his face.

He didn't know much about Chen Qisheng.

But Shen Li knew very well how powerful Concubine Yuan Ming was.

If even the opponent's Buddhist kingdom can't pull Chen Qisheng away, doesn't that mean that the opponent is also a monster who can compete with the third rank with the fourth rank?

Yuan Mingfei turned her head to look at Shen Li, who had a frustrated look on his face, and couldn't help laughing.

"Humans can't be compared to monsters. You said that yourself. Besides, having someone standing in front of you to protect you from the wind and rain is something that others can't even envy."

Shen Li pursed his lips and said nothing, but the look in his eyes became increasingly sharp.

Yuan Mingfei knew what he was thinking. How could Shen Li be willing to consider himself mediocre when he was promoted to the fourth rank in such an era when the martial order was declining? How could he not be arrogant?

The more cheerful a person appears to be, and the more seemingly indifferent he is to everything, the more proud he is actually.

"A rank 4 who has tempered multiple martial arts is not necessarily stronger than a rank 3 who has tempered only one martial art. You have your own path. Just because you are slow now doesn't mean you will be slow in the future."

Concubine Yuan Ming stopped there, she believed that Shen Li naturally understood these principles.

Just one word is enough to wake someone up.

If Shen Li has to fall into his own cage, that is his own choice.

"Sister Yuan, are we really not going to follow and help?"

Shen Li's expression returned to normal, and he asked with a slightly worried tone, "If those people from Longhu Mountain are deliberately showing weakness, then wouldn't he be walking into a trap by going there?"

"Zhang Chongcheng deliberately mentioned the identities of Chen Qisheng and Longhu Mountain in the Buddhist Kingdom, indicating that he can accept internal strife, but not external troubles. This is his bottom line. If outsiders like us go up the mountain, Longhu Mountain will have to fight back for the last bit of dignity. And..."

Yuan Mingfei paused for a moment, frowned slightly and said: "If we stick together now, we will be at risk of being wiped out at once."

Shen Li asked in a daze: "Zhang Chongyuan has been sold, who will take care of it?"

"Don't forget, the 'Zhang Tianshi' who controls the Jiazi Celestial Immortal of Baiyujing has never shown up."

"Zhang Chonglian? Isn't he in seclusion to practice 'He Dao'?" Shen Li looked surprised.

"It's all hearsay, who can tell whether it's true or not?"

Yuan Mingfei shook her head and said, "Zou Sijiu didn't notice any signs of people in harmony with the Dao in the Yellow Liang Sea. I'm afraid there are some people in here."

"There must be a ghost!"

A decisive voice sounded behind him.

Shen Li looked back and saw Zou Sijiu, who had separated from Huang Liang, walking out of the room with his head held high, looking very proud and high-spirited.

"How do you know I've improved? Shen Li, you have a good eye. Master Zou is so strong now that it's no problem for me to beat two of you."

Shen Li stood there in a daze, his lips opened silently, and a deep melancholy appeared on his brow again.

In the Taoist temple rebuilt in Shangrao County.

Yang Zong was like an ant on hot pot, pacing back and forth in the Taoist temple which was in a mess and full of debris.

Since Gezhaoshan did not block the news, what happened in Nanchang City tonight spread throughout the Jiangxi Province at an astonishing speed.

Even those mortal believers who had not entered the Tao could describe the battle situation at that time in detail. Not to mention the branch temples in various states and counties, who had already been frightened to death by the shocking casualties.

The people in the entire Guangxin Prefecture were in a state of unrest, all kinds of rumors were spreading, and letters of inquiry from various branch Taoist temples flew into the Shangrao Taoist Palace like snowflakes.

We can leave these aside for now.

What really made Yang Zong feel uneasy was the abnormal attitude of Longhu Mountain Sect that they didn't care. You know, except for the time when Zhang Tianshi was assassinated by Wudang sixty years ago, Longhu Mountain had not faced such turmoil for decades.

If we say that the casualties in Nanchang City did not cause any serious damage to Longhushan, it is only because they lost face that they chose to deal with it coldly as a barely explained reason.

If the core believers' hearts are unstable and their faith is shaken, it will be a major matter concerning the orthodoxy of Taoism.

How could the Longhu Mountain Tianshi Mansion still turn a blind eye?

But the reality now is that the Tianshi Mansion acted like a blind man who could not see the crisis. It said nothing, did not even pass down half a page of edicts, and allowed the turmoil to intensify.

In addition to this anomaly, Yang Zong also heard some rumors about the great Taoist Priest Zhang Chongyuan.

The content is horrifying and chilling.

"What is the situation now? What should we do?"

Yang Zong was extremely anxious.

His current situation can be described as one of internal and external troubles.

On the one hand, the terrifying strength that Li Jun displayed in Nanchang City made him no longer have any confidence in the sect.

If this lone Wu Xu attacks Shangrao again, he will surely die.

On the other hand, there are rumors about Zhang Chongyuan.

No matter what the truth is, in the eyes of outsiders, he, the new director of the Tianshi Mansion, is a close confidant of the Great Tianshi Zhang Chongyuan.

If he really had any problems, he would not be able to escape the sect's punishment.

There is a wolf in front and a tiger behind.

No matter how hard Yang Zong thought, he couldn't find a safe way to survive.

"Is it really true that we can only rely on that group of people?"

A thought hidden deep in his heart quietly emerged, and Yang Zong's pacing figure suddenly stopped.

"Since Longhu Mountain has declined to such an extent, and the other party has vowed to have a way to guarantee my safety, I might as well jump ship and make a living as soon as possible, and let go and take a gamble."

Yang Zong stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the night outside the palace, the coldness in his eyes becoming more and more intense.

Just when he made up his mind, he suddenly felt a strong heart palpitation and subconsciously moved to the side.

Zheng!
A cold sword light rushed out from the night and landed on where Yang Zong had just stood, splitting the entire Taoist palace in half.

The collapsed house made a loud bang, and Yang Zong's figure rushed into the sky from the rising smoke and dust. Just as he was about to shout a warning, he was frightened by the figure that appeared in front of him.

He was wearing an ordinary black Taoist robe without any Taoist mark, and had strange short hair that was not in line with Taoist tradition.

A cold expression was condensed on his distinct facial features, and the flying sword hovering at his shoulder emitted a frightening murderous light.

It turned out to be the junior fellow apprentice whom he had always been thinking about, Chen Qisheng!

This place is clearly the Shangrao Dao Palace, and he has clearly arranged many back-up plans long ago. And the other person is the only one in front of him at this moment.
But the moment he met the other person's eyes, Yang Zong no longer had a trace of courage in his bones, and even all the calculations in his mind disappeared like flowing water, as if the Chen Qisheng in front of him was an unstoppable beast and his natural enemy.

"Junior brother."

The corners of Yang Zong's mouth twitched, and he forced out a faint smile.

Chen Qisheng had a blank expression on his face. He flicked his sleeves and a huge divine consciousness spread out above the Taoist Palace.

In an instant, the shouts and exclamations that were gradually rising around suddenly quieted down.

In the entire Taoist palace, all the Taoists of Mount Longhu were forced to lie prone on the ground by a huge pressure.

Even Yang Zong, who was one of the fourth level Youhai Feathered Guests, could no longer remain afloat. His falling figure made a shallow pit on the ground, barely maintaining his standing.

How could an old-school level 4 possess such a powerful divine consciousness?

Yang Zong was extremely shocked. He couldn't understand why Chen Qisheng, who had almost died in his hands before, had suddenly changed so drastically.

"Yang Zong, how did your master treat you when you were training in the Doubu?"

Chen Qisheng looked down at him with a cold gaze.

"Of course, Master treats me very well, like a father and son."

Yang Zong spoke urgently.

"When you found that the old school had no future and chose to abandon the Dou Department and wanted to switch to the new school, how did the master help you?"

Yang Zong looked bitter: "I remember, Master."

"Then what were you doing when you framed Master in Tianshi Mansion?"

Chen Qisheng interrupted Yang Zong's words, his figure fell from the sky, and looked deeply at Yang Zong, whose expression was becoming increasingly ferocious.

"I know what you want to say. You want to tell me that we are facing the Tianshi Mansion and the Zhang family. You are just a small outsider and can do nothing. Even if you stand up to argue for the master, it will only add another innocent life, right?"

"Correct!"

Yang Zong gritted his teeth and growled, "Is there anything wrong with this?"

"If a man does not work for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth. You are right, so I don't blame you."

Chen Qisheng said slowly: "I can even understand that you were forced down the mountain by Zhang Chongyuan and became bait against your will. So when I was in Shangrao Dao Palace for the first time, I didn't think of killing you."

Yang Zong said in a hoarse voice: "I don't want to kill you either, but there are so many eyes watching me. What can I do? Tell me, what can I do?"

"Back when we were in the Dou Department, you took care of me and showed me kindness. The two things cancel each other out. From today on, you are you and I am me. We no longer have any feelings of fellow disciples."

"Okay, we are done with each other. Since you said I did nothing wrong to my master and have no grudge against you, if you let me live today, I promise that I will never be the Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain again!"

Yang Zong's eyes suddenly turned red, and he said in a trembling voice: "Qisheng, do you think I really don't care about the teacher's feelings? I am not that kind of person! I also hate those Zhangs, and I also want to avenge my master, but I don't have the ability."

Facing Yang Zong's confession, Chen Qisheng remained expressionless.

"Then why did you move the backup body that Master left behind in the Wanfa Sect Altar?"

Yang Zong's painful words came to an abrupt halt, and his eyes suddenly narrowed.

"Master has accepted many disciples in his life. Those who are in power forget their kindness, while those who are unknown remember their kindness. Yang Zong, you could have avoided death, but you chose to seek your own death."

Zheng!
A flying sword shot out from Yang Zong's trembling sleeves, and a fierce cold light flashed in his scarlet eyes.

Unfortunately, this inch of edge was cut off by the army as soon as it appeared.

The clanging sound of the broken sword falling to the ground was like the sound of Yang Zong's spine breaking. He fell to his knees with a thud and banged his head on the ground.

"Junior brother, please let me go. I did this just to save my life. I have no intention of desecrating Master's remains. I was forced to do so. Even if Master is still alive, he will forgive me."

"Master can forgive, but I can't."

Chen Qisheng's eyes were indifferent, and he suddenly clenched the five fingers of his right hand.

In an instant, the divine consciousness that was hovering above the Taoist Palace fell down with a bang, like an invisible mountain pressing down, instantly crushing the entire Shangrao Taoist Palace into powder.

Mixed among the brick and stone wreckage were masses of blood, flesh and mud that were no longer human-shaped. In a corner of the ruins, a body hidden there was lifted up by Chen Qisheng's spiritual consciousness.

Chen Qisheng lightly tapped his fingers, and a fire seal rose into the air, exploding into flames, gradually devouring the backup body left by Sun Luyou.

Then, a green Taoist symbol the size of a fly's head emerged from his arms, circled around his body, and sucked in the ashes from his burning flesh.

It was the Taoist magic weapon left to Chen Qisheng by his master Sun Luyou, which could slay demons and cut off evil spells.

"Master, please accompany me up the mountain to kill a few people."

Dao Wen disappeared into his body, and Chen Qisheng stood up with his sword, the sword pointing to the southwest of Guangxin Prefecture.

The gate of Longhu Mountain!
(End of this chapter)