Hang up from apprentice Li Mochou

The moment Lu Nianchou stepped into the cave, he felt like the world was spinning, and someone seemed to have fallen into an extremely mysterious state.

When he regained consciousness again, he found that his body was covered with dust, as if a long time had passed.

"How is this going?"

He checked his body with some confusion and found that it was no different from before entering the cave, and the level of his magical powers had not improved.

I searched the entire cave and found nothing special. Nothing was left behind.

"Could it be that Wang Chongyang received the inheritance from this cave and that's why he achieved his later achievements?"

He guessed like this, searched carefully again, and after confirming that he had found nothing, he shook his head helplessly and left the cave.

However, when he randomly found a town at the foot of the mountain and wanted to take a good bath and change into clean clothes, he realized something was wrong.

He didn't notice it at first, but later he accidentally noticed that the people on the road actually said that it was the Baoyou Year.

Lu Nianchou was immediately startled, and after questioning seven or eight passers-by, he finally confirmed that twelve years had passed since he first entered the cave.

It is now the third year of Lizong Baoyou's reign.

"How is this possible? I just entered the cave for a moment, how come twelve years have passed?"

He couldn't imagine that these were true, so he quickly inquired about Xiangyang.

"Xiangyang City? It is said that the generals who guarded Xiangyang rebelled a few years ago and surrendered to the Mongols. The entire Xiangyang City fell into the hands of the Mongols, and was later recovered by the imperial court."

"Who knows, Mongolia and the Song Dynasty have started fighting again in recent years. The war is so chaotic that we can't even take care of ourselves, so we have no time to take care of Xiangyang."

"I heard that there seems to be a very famous Condor Hero in Xiangyang, who killed many corrupt officials."

Lu Nianchou inquired about everything, but the results he got were heart-breaking.

Twelve years later, Guo Sheng was designated as a rebel by the court, forcing him to surrender to the Mongols, and Xiangyang City also fell into the hands of the Mongols.

After Wokuotai's death, Meng Ge came to power. After the political situation stabilized, he used Guo Sheng as a thorn to occupy Xiangyang and launch an attack on the entire south again.

There are endless wars in the world, and the world is becoming more and more difficult.

As for Cheng Ying and Hong Lingbo, there is no news about them at all.

Lu Nianchou was extremely anxious. He knew that if twelve years had really passed, then no matter how anxious he was, it would be too late.

Even now, he is still a little confused about the environment he is in, and wonders if he has fallen into some kind of illusion.

But everything around him is so real. To create such a perfect and real illusion, so that even a strong man of his level cannot detect any clues, this method is simply unheard of.

"Is all this true or false?"

He couldn't believe that thirteen years had passed and he was still lucky, thinking that it might be some kind of illusion.

But as he rushed towards Xiangyang, everything he encountered along the way, including the continuous improvement of his own cultivation, made him believe more and more that all of this was true.

"Jingshu, Lingbo, where are you now?" Lu Nianchou didn't dare to think about what happened to his wife and daughter twelve years later.

"There are also Nianci and Mingyue. They were so young when I left. What happened to them now?"

Lu Nianchou could no longer care so much. The Azure Dragon Immortal Sword turned into a sword light, rolled up his body, turned into a sky-shattering rainbow, and galloped towards Xiangyang City.

When he arrived at Xiangyang, he discovered that a war had just occurred here. The city gates were heavily guarded and only people were allowed in but not out.

Although this city was once occupied by the Mongols, it has now been recaptured by the imperial court, and the city defenses have been reinforced, making the already tall and majestic city wall even more impregnable.

"Wang Chongyang is still here? What on earth does this old Taoist priest want to do?"

Lu Nianchou frowned, cast down his sword light outside Xiangyang City, restrained all his aura, and then sneaked into Xiangyang City.

It is a pity that Cheng Ying, Hong Lingbo and others have long since disappeared from Xiangyang City. Guo Sheng and others are not here either. All the people they were familiar with at the time have disappeared.

Lu Nianchou felt his heart trembling, "Jingshu, Lingbo, where have you been?"

He forcibly suppressed the anxiety and uneasiness in his heart, "If I want to find their traces, I might be able to get some news from the Ming Cult."

Lu Nianchou was walking in the city and found that some Ming Cult strongholds and hidden stakes were still active.

There is a Taoist temple in the northwest of Xiangyang. Many people walked up the steps to burn incense and pray for peace and blessing.

At this moment, a young man with a sword on his waist came slowly.

Lu Nianchou knew very well that this seemingly ordinary Taoist temple was actually a stronghold of the Ming Cult. He walked forward and arrived at the door of the Taoist temple not long after.

There was an old Taoist priest who was greeting the pilgrims coming and going. At this time, there was a drizzle, very light rain, and he almost didn't notice it falling on his face.

But when he looked over and his eyes touched Lu Nianchou, he was a little dazed at first, and then his face suddenly changed color after a short while.

"call!"

The hairs all over his body stood on end, and his heart skipped a beat. Without thinking, he quickly turned around and ran towards the Taoist temple.

However, Lu Nianchou just waved his sleeve, and the old Taoist priest couldn't stand and fell to the ground.

"Do you recognize me?" Lu Nianchou stepped forward and asked softly.

"I...I don't know..." The old Taoist looked at the extremely familiar face in front of him and could hardly believe his eyes.

"It seems that you recognize me." Lu Nianchou nodded, feeling a little happy in his heart. He glanced around at the pilgrims who were looking here and said, "Follow me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't help the other party to refuse, so he grabbed his shoulder, slipped up from the ground, and disappeared in a few flashes.

When the surrounding pilgrims saw this scene, they couldn't help but exclaimed: "There is such an expert in this Taoist temple?"

Lu Nianchou ignored the commotion outside and took the old Taoist priest to a remote corner.

"Tell me, who is in charge of the Mingjiao now?" Lu Nianchou threw it aside, stared into his eyes, and asked in a cold tone. At first, the old Taoist priest suspected that this person with a very similar appearance might be that person's descendant, but now that he felt the aura and the elusive skill, he was extremely convinced that it was really that person who had returned.

He couldn't move his throat, only to feel that it was a little dry, as if he was being stared at by a beast, and his whole body felt cold.

"Return...to my lord...the Ming Cult now has no leader. Since the lord disappeared, the pope has been torn apart, and the heads of the various parties are fighting endlessly for the position of the leader."

"Afterwards, they were suppressed by the imperial court. Nowadays, the branches in various places are basically separated from the main church and are independent. Although they all use the banner of Mingjiao, they are actually not under each other."

Lu Nianchou glanced at him, nodded and said, "Tell me everything that happened in Xiangyang City in the past few years since I disappeared."

The old Taoist priest did not dare to ask any more questions and obediently told him one by one what had happened over the years. Sometimes if there were any omissions, Lu Nianchou would take the initiative to ask and let him elaborate.

In this way, I kept talking from early morning to evening, and finally gave a rough summary of what happened in these years.

Although the old Taoist priest was thirsty, he did not dare to be dissatisfied at all. He said in a respectful tone, "A lot of things have happened in Xiangyang City over the years. The city was even lost, fell into the hands of the Mongols, and was recaptured by the imperial court."

"General Guo Sheng was originally guarding Xiangyang City, but when the imperial court took action, he designated him as a rebel and wanted to capture him in one fell swoop."

"General Guo was unwilling to surrender, so he contacted the Mongols and launched a direct rebellion, which even allowed the Mongols to capture Xiangyang City in one fell swoop."

"It's a pity that the Mongols didn't pay much attention to Xiangyang City. After they got it, they didn't send many defenders to guard it. Only then did the court seize the opportunity. Lord Meng Gong personally led the army to recapture Xiangyang."

"General Guo Sheng was killed as a traitor by the Condor Heroes three years ago because he defected to the Mongols."

"Our branch in Xiangyang City has been severely suppressed by the imperial court. Our brothers suffered heavy casualties and very few survived."

The old Taoist priest's body trembled slightly when he mentioned what happened in the past. In those years, the Ming Cult suffered a bloodbath from the Song Dynasty court, and almost all the top leaders in the sect were wiped out.

"Guo Sheng is dead?" Lu Nianchou frowned upon hearing this, "Then have you heard about my wife and the others?"

The old Taoist priest quickly shook his head, "Sir, shortly after you disappeared, Madam and the others disappeared from the house, and there has been no news since then."

He hesitated for a moment when he said this, and said hesitantly, "But I have heard about another thing, which may be related to you, sir."

He glanced at Lu Nianchou cautiously, as if hesitating whether to continue speaking.

"If you have anything to say, just say it!" Lu Nianchou scolded.

The old Taoist priest quickly lowered his head, "That's right, I heard a piece of news before, I don't know if it's true or not."

"The Red Refined Fairy Li Mochou from more than ten years ago suddenly reappeared in the world five years after his disappearance and went on a killing spree throughout the world."

"Any place with temples can hardly escape its vicious hands. Even ancient temples such as Shaolin and Wutai were bloodbathed by it."

"Buddhism sent many eminent monks to unite to encircle and suppress her, but she escaped several times and killed all those who were encircling and suppressing her."

"Later, it was said that Fairy Chi Lian personally went to the Northland and poisoned the rivers and wells with highly toxic poisons, killing hundreds of thousands of Mongolians in the Northland, and some innocent Han people died tragically."

Having said this, he quietly raised his head and glanced at Lu Nianchou.

You must know that this matter was spread all over the world three years ago, and everyone knew the name of Red Train Fairy Li Mochou.

Killing hundreds of thousands of people by oneself is simply horrifying. Both the Song Dynasty and Mongolia were horrified by such methods.

Even people in the martial arts world applauded Li Mochou's actions, but on the other hand they felt extremely frightened.

Privately I don’t know how many people call her the female Yama.

"Such a thing happened?" When Lu Nianchou heard this, his heart beat wildly.

It was because he massacred too many ordinary people that he exercised the majesty of the heavenly laws, and was killed by Wang Chongyang with a blow to his side.

Li Mochou killed so many people, how could he possibly get a favor?

He quickly asked: "What happens after that? After my master Li Mochou killed so many people in the local area, did he show up again?"

The old Taoist priest replied: "It has happened, of course it has happened." He smiled sarcastically, "Now Fairy Chi Lian is nicknamed Blood Yama by the people in the world. She has killed more people than many people will see in their lifetime."

"She would reappear almost every once in a while and go on a killing spree in the north. Sometimes she would even go to some temples in the deep south to kill people."

"The ruthlessness of his methods shocked countless people."

"Not long ago, this Bloody Yama appeared. About three months ago, she went to Dadu in person, killed several senior Tantric monks and left."

Lu Nianchou couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, but he was also a little confused in his heart, "Master, she killed so many people and nothing happened? Why didn't Wang Chongyang use the heavenly rules and the magic whip to deal with her?"

He knew that he couldn't get answers to these questions from the old Taoist priest, so he didn't ask any more questions.

"Then do you know why my master went to the local area to kill people, and why she specifically targeted Buddhists?" Lu Nianchou asked again.

The old Taoist priest pursed his lips and said cautiously: "I don't know whether this is true or not. I just heard it from friends in the world."

Seeing his cautious look, Lu Nianchou shook his head and said, "You can just say whatever you want, no matter what it is, I won't blame you."

The old Taoist priest felt relieved and said, "I heard from my friends in the martial arts world that Bloody Yama is constantly killing the Mongolians and monks of Beidi in order to avenge his own children."

"Every time she appears, it seems like she is sacrificing herself for her dead child."

"What did you say?" Lu Nianchou suddenly opened his eyes wide, his face turned extremely pale, his long hair flew up, his robes bulged even more, and an extremely terrifying aura filled all directions.

The old Taoist priest was directly suppressed by the sudden terrifying momentum and fell to the ground. He couldn't even breathe and almost suffocated.

Seeing that he was about to be out of breath, Lu Nianchou managed to suppress the shock and murderous intention in his heart, slowly closed his eyes, took several deep breaths, and finally calmed down.

He forcibly suppressed the fierce murderous intention in his heart, slowly opened his eyes, and asked: "Is the news you got true?"

"The reason Fairy Chi Lian killed so many people was really to avenge her own children?"

"Do you know who killed her child?" (End of Chapter)