Seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune starts from Tianshi Mansion.

Chapter 423. A bamboo stick and straw sandals are lighter than a horse, and a raincoat can protect you from the rain and mist throughout your life (two chapters in one)

"Sixth brother, your knowledge has always been the best."

Wang Jian calmed down and said, "Qilang is the best of his generation. I wonder if you can let him stay with you and learn from you?"

"Wang Xu" looked at Wang Buji: "Qilang just said that he wanted to go to the Tang Dynasty and other places to take a look?"

Wang Buji said: "My nephew does have this intention."

"Wang Xu" nodded: "Reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles, compared to studying with me, if you want to improve your current cultivation level, it would be better to travel more."

Wang Bu Ji: "Yes, Uncle Six."

Wang Jian also breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the tone of "Wang Xu".

Although Wang Ju was not able to study with the other party, it was obvious that "Wang Xu" admired him very much.

"Wang Xu" then glanced towards the distant shore.

There, another group of people were galloping from the north.

The leader was a capable middle-aged official, Ouyang Jingyuan, who had been to Datong like Fang Junmei.

He bowed to "Wang Xu" from a distance on the shore and said, "Ouyang Jingyuan, on the orders of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, sends his regards to Mr. Dongyang."

"Wang Xu" did not stop the boat: "Your Highness is thoughtful."

Ouyang Jingyuan's eyes swept across Wang Jian and Wang Bu'er, and then stopped on Fang Junmei for a moment.

Fang Junmei looked calm and saluted Ouyang Jingyuan.

Ouyang Jingyuan did not board the boat. Instead, he flew up and briefly hovered above the river before floating down the river with the boat.

"Your Highness was overjoyed to hear that you have come out of seclusion. I wanted to pay you a visit, but was unable to do so due to my state affairs. Therefore, I have specially invited you to Chang'an for a meeting. I hope you will take the time to come."

"Wang Xu" stood with his hands behind his back: "Later."

He actually wanted to find Pan Hailin from Longhu Mountain first.

But the opponent was quite slippery. After appearing briefly to help the Han court defeat a line of powerful enemies, he disappeared again.

This made Lei Jun even more interested in finding the other person.

But since there were no clues at the moment, he didn't bother with it and went to other places first.

"I'll go to Su Yang first." He said calmly.

Ouyang Jingyuan was shocked when he heard this.

Wang Jian, Wang Bu'er and Fang Junmei on the boat looked the same.

The abbot of Dakong Temple, Monk Juexiang, is currently there.

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Sumeru.

Previously, because of the attack by masters from the Ming Dynasty, the peaceful Buddhist world was no longer peaceful.

Now, after a period of rest, Xumi has finally regained its former peaceful, tranquil, and comfortable state.

Even the Mount Sumeru that had collapsed has stood up again, flashing a faint golden light, like the pillars of Mount Sumeru.

But if you look closely, you can see that Mount Sumeru is very different from before.

Although he still possesses profound wisdom, enlightenment, and the indestructible nature of the diamond, his foundation is not as deep as before.

On the peak of Mount Xumi, there was only a monk sitting cross-legged at this moment. The surface of his body was a faint golden color, like a golden Buddha statue.

The monk closed his eyes and chanted silently.

At the foot of Mount Xumi, the young man, Vimalakirti, the leader of the Sumeru Vajra Realm Buddha Department, came forward and saluted the golden monk on the mountain peak: "Venerable."

On the top of Mount Xumi, Venerable Shanzhihui opened his eyes and asked, "Any news from Zongjia and the others?"

The leader of the Buddha family, Bhimasha, replied: "With the help of the Venerable, Brothers Vandatta and Jatila have a chance to lead Brother Zongjia out of Guixu, but it will take some time."

Venerable Shanzhizhi: "Just come out."

He then asked, "Has the surge of spiritual energy in the world of the Two Jins not begun yet?"

Vimasha lowered his head and said, "Yes, that place is close to the great catastrophe of heaven and earth, so the time is quite close after all."

Venerable Shanzhihui showed no sign of disappointment, his face and tone remained calm: "It's okay, don't be anxious."

Bhimasha: “Yes, sir.”

During this period, he has heard some news about Penglai from different channels.

Before this, I had never expected that Saha would have a hand in it.

Although Penglai has changed now, Saha remains stable.

Among the five divisions of the Sumeru Vajra Realm, his Buddha division was operated during the Jin Dynasty.

Although the spiritual energy of heaven and earth there is still low, it provides a large population base for the Xumi Buddhist sect.

The Buddha Department is also the one with the deepest foundation and the greatest progress among the five departments of the Sumeru Vajra Realm.

The Northern Jin Dynasty, one of the Two Jin Dynasties, had already established Sumeru Buddhism as the state religion, and Vimalakirti himself was the state teacher of the Northern Jin Dynasty.

Not only was it difficult for Taoism and witchcraft to gain influence there, even the famous Confucian families could not suppress the rise of Buddhism.

From a certain perspective, the biggest rival of the Sumeru Buddha clan in that world was actually the Southern Jin Dynasty, which was far away from the Northern Jin Dynasty across the river.

There, Buddhism is also flourishing.

However, he is the descendant of the Central Earth Buddhism with the support of Saha Saṃsāra.

"In the Han world, just ignore it for now and wait and see what happens."

The Venerable Shanzhi said, "When Vandatta comes back, let him handle it. There is no need to make any big moves."

Bhimasha agreed.

Breaking through the barrier prematurely would eventually have adverse effects on Venerable Shanzhihui, which would take time to digest.

At present, we only need to stabilize Xumi.

Wang Xu, a hermit from Dongyang, has returned to the world and may bring about various changes to the Han people.

It is difficult to predict how the final situation will develop and whether there will be advantages or disadvantages for Xumi. It is better to remain unchanged in the face of ever-changing circumstances.

“Venerable…” Vimasha said softly, “In the human world of the Great Tang Dynasty?”

Although the Tang people suffered a great loss, there was no resentment in Vimalakirti's tone. He mentioned it at this moment for other reasons.

Venerable Shanzhizhi nodded slowly: "The people of the Tang Dynasty need more attention. The Tang Emperor Zhang Wantong is a mysterious person."

Bhimasha: "Yes, disciple obeys."

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Time and space are vague and nowhere to be found.

There seems to be an independent world in the void, with infinite wonders and curling air, like a fairyland.

In the center of the cave, there is a towering mountain, but it seems a bit abrupt when you are in it.

As if it had been moved from somewhere else.

A faint light emanates from the top of the mountain, and the radiance penetrates deep into the void of the cave, as if it has merged into one with the cave.

However, there are a large number of courtyard Taoist temples built halfway up the mountain.

The words "Tianshi Mansion" are written on the plaque at the main entrance.

The Tianshi Temple of Mount Longhu from the Han world.

The entire mountain gate was moved into the Taiqing Cave.

Different from the Shangqing Leifu Cave Heaven in Longhu Mountain of the Tang Dynasty, this Taiqing Duren Cave Heaven has no towering Biyou Fairy Mountain and no Nine-Day Divine Thunder. Instead, it seems peaceful and contented.

It is rich in spiritual energy and abundant in resources, and can accommodate many monks to live and practice.

But in general, without the supply from the human world, the development of the Han Longhu Mountain heritage here will be good in the short term, but in the long run, it will eventually be gradually restricted.

They are waiting.

I hope the day when the current situation changes will not be far away.

Inside the Dragon and Tiger Sect altar in the mountains, the great man Ji Daocheng, the Heavenly Master of Dragon and Tiger Mountain, was offering a petition to the heavens.

A spiritual light rose up from the sky above the sect altar, rushing up into the blue sky above the Taiqing Du Ren Cave, as if penetrating the cave and pointing to the depths of the void.

In the sect altar, around Ji Daocheng, eleven balls of light floated up and down, and light continuously flowed out from them.

After a while, there seemed to be a flash of light in the void above.

Then a large amount of light flowed over Ji Daocheng.

Ji Daocheng's figure seemed to have temporarily disappeared from the Dragon and Tiger Sect Altar.

In his perception, he seemed to be rising up with the spiritual light rising from the sect altar and entering the deep space.

Covered by the light, another fairy mountain and another Taoist palace seemed to appear in Ji Daocheng's vision.

In the Taoist palace, a Taoist who looked like a middle-aged man was lying on his side in front of the alchemy furnace.

"Disciple pays homage to the master." Ji Daocheng bowed respectfully.

This middle-aged man is the ancestor of the revival of Longhu Mountain in the Han Dynasty, the ancestor Zhou Tian who has already achieved immortality.

This is the second time that Ji Daocheng has been summoned by the ancestor since he started practicing Taoism, except for the time when he took over the position of Heavenly Master.

"Do you already know about human affairs?" Patriarch Zhou Tian spoke, and the sound was like a huge bell, echoing inside and outside the Taoist palace.

Ji Daocheng replied respectfully: "Thanks to the master's careful arrangements, disciples and others are aware of human affairs.

There was an extra stone on Kongsang's chessboard for no apparent reason, and their plans might be disrupted because of it."

Patriarch Zhou Tian: "Kongsang can handle this matter on its own. In comparison, the internal disputes between Kongsang Tianjing and Didu are more likely to cause trouble."

Ji Daocheng: "Is there anything that you, the disciples, need to do?"

Patriarch Zhou Tian: "You don't need to participate for now, just practice meditation."

"Yes, Patriarch."

Ji Daocheng responded and said softly, "It's a pity that the mountain is closed, so disciples and others can't continue to investigate the people related to Shushan."

A corner of Kunlun Sanqingtian has been missing for more than 20 years, and no one knows where it is.

As far as Ji Daocheng knew, he was the founder of the Shushan School who had attained the status of Dongxuan Immortality.

Our ancestor attached great importance to this matter, but unfortunately they in Longhu Mountain have not made any progress.

Now that I think about it, maybe the clues are among other people.

Unfortunately, due to the Tang Dynasty Tianshi Mansion and other plans of his ancestors, the Longhu Mountain in the Han Dynasty was temporarily closed and the previous incident came to nothing.

However, with the current disasters in the human world, powerful people from the fairyland will inevitably lose their own immortal spiritual essence to the human world and give back to nature. Even in the Taiqing Cave Heaven, they will not be able to survive for long.

Only by living in a world like the nine heavens and ten earths can balance be maintained.

If one’s foundation was damaged in the previous catastrophe, even if one is in the nine heavens and ten earths, one must remain quiet and recuperate.

If you want to force your way back into the human world, you may be able to do so for a while, but as time passes and dissipates, it may be an irreversible loss in a very short time.

According to the ancestor's estimation, people in the fairyland can only survive in the human world forever after they are reunited with the human world.

This is the reason why Venerable Shanzhihui did not leave Mount Sumeru.

However, there are always unexpected events in the world, and the people in the fairyland all have their own magical powers and ways of solving problems.

The Kongsang Witch King was planning to come to the human world ahead of time, but he was obstructed and fell into a deep sleep that year. Now he is preparing to make a comeback.

The ancestor of the Han Longhu Mountain is also making preparations.

After receiving a few more instructions from Patriarch Zhou Tian, ​​Ji Daocheng respectfully took his leave.

When his mind regained clarity, he had already returned to the Dragon and Tiger Sect Altar.

Ji Daocheng bowed respectfully again.

The glory of the Dragon and Tiger Sect Altar gradually disappeared.

Ji Daocheng came out from the sect altar.

The big man, Longhushan elder Fu Yuzhou, stepped forward and said, "Master."

Ji Daocheng returned the greeting: "Uncle Fu."

Fu Yuzhou: "Do you want to contact Hailin?"

Ji Daocheng: "For the time being, we can't do that, so as not to reveal the whereabouts of Taiqingdurendongtian. I believe Hailin will handle the affairs of the human world properly. For now, we will follow the instructions of the ancestor and concentrate on our own cultivation."

"Master, will you build the bridge to the mysteries?" Fu Yuzhou asked softly.

Ji Daocheng: "It is still uncertain when the mission will be accomplished."

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Empty mulberry.

It is known as the Ten Worlds together with the Dihai, Huangquan, Guixu, Luoyuan and other worlds.

But the environment of this world is not as harsh as that of Dihai and Luoyuan. Instead, it is more like the human world.

Amid the mountains and rivers, a man dressed in retro style was walking among them, seemingly without any purpose.

But the rhythm of his steps seemed to echo the black smoke that sometimes rose from the distant mountains.

After a while, the man stopped.

Another young man with a young face came up to him and said, "Brother Peng."

Peng Youshan, the Great Wu of Kongsang, asked, "Any latest news?"

Ou Hongcheng, who looked like a young man and was also a great witch of Kongsang, replied: "The latest news is that Wang Xu shot and injured the Tortoise King of Yandao on the north bank of Poyang Lake in the Han human world."

Peng Youshan, dressed in retro clothes, stared into the distance without saying a word.

Ou Hongcheng: "The latest news is that he seems to continue to go down the river. If he goes to Jiangdong, the people from Dakong Temple are there now."

Peng Youshan remained in deep thought and did not speak.

Ou Hongcheng: "Brother Peng?"

Peng Youshan: "Are you sure it's really Wang Xu?"

Ou Hongcheng: "He is able to master the three Confucian disciplines of archery, chanting, and classics at the same time, and he is so powerful. Other Confucian monks should not be able to imitate him."

Peng Youshan pondered: "It was my king who personally gave him the Witch King's curse and killed him. It is hard to imagine that he is still alive."

Ou Hongcheng also remained silent after hearing this.

In the past, the Witch King tried to use the human body to descend to the earth for the first time, so as to avoid the dissipation of his own spells and magic after entering the human world, but he was interrupted.

Now that we have been preparing for a long time and finally have the chance again, we must seize it.

But Wang Xu, the one who interfered with the Witch King in the past, has reappeared as a ghost.

"Could it be that Xumi or some other place is secretly interfering?" Ou Hongcheng asked.

Peng Youshan: "Xumi is busy with his own affairs, so he probably won't interfere with our affairs easily."

Ou Hongcheng: "Unfortunately, we discovered the world occupied by the foreign Golden Khanate too late. Now it is too late to lay the groundwork, otherwise it would have been delayed for many years."

Peng Youshan nodded gently: "Yes, time waits for no one."

During the Tang Dynasty's conquest of Datong, Kongsang was not fully prepared, and they had to wait for a while after the war in Datong ended before making the expected arrangements. Otherwise, they could have used the countless blood and souls in Datong to complete the sacrifice.

Unfortunately, once missed, it is missed, and there is no use in regretting it.

"Now, we must focus on the Han people," said Peng Youshan.

Ou Hongcheng: “Yes.”

The people of the Tang Dynasty, especially the Taoist talisman school of the Tang Dynasty, are not completely useless now. They can be used to contain the Longhu Mountain of the Han Dynasty.

"The Tang Dynasty, we still need to pay close attention to it."

Peng Youshan instructed: "In the Han human world, confirm the authenticity of Wang Xu and don't let him have another chance to ruin our king's good deeds."

Ou Hongcheng: "I went to the human world and found that Monk Juexiang is not a weakling. Even if Wang Xu still has the ability to kill the Tortoise King of Flame Island, I don't believe that the witch king's curse can be completely exorcised by him.

If there is a chance, I will cooperate with Monk Jue Xiang to kill it and completely eliminate this evil, but in that case, our Kongsang may be slightly exposed. "

Peng Youshan: "It's OK. If necessary, the human arrangement can be reversed. However, a few key points must not be damaged and must be kept safe and intact."

Ou Hongcheng: "Yes, I understand."

He bowed solemnly toward the mountains in the distance where black smoke was rising, then said goodbye to Peng Youshan and left Kongsang.

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Lei Jun took a boat down the river, and looked around with the Jade Purity Zhoutian Mirror.

He looked calm, and the scene around Su Yang gradually came into his field of vision.

The top masters of Dakong Temple and many powerful monsters are surrounding the ancestral land of the Li family in Suzhou, Han Dynasty, and launching an assault.

The Li family of the Han Dynasty lacked a great scholar at the ninth level of the heavens, and was not strong enough to compete with the abbot of the Dakong Temple, Monk Juexiang.

Although the evil monk has not yet reached the ninth level of perfection, his strength is already extremely powerful.

Even Ye Zhao, the patriarch of the Ye clan of Qingzhou who came to help the Li clan of Suzhou, and a great scholar of the ninth level, was unable to confront the enemy directly at this moment because of some gap in realm.

He was forced to retreat to the Li family's ancestral home in Suzhou.

The current situation does not allow the Suzhou Li family to hesitate. They must unite and cooperate with Ye Zhao and other Han monks and open up their own ancestral land to them as a support.

Even so, Ye Zhao was never the real host of the Li family's ancestral land in Suzhou, and it was difficult for the two sides to cooperate smoothly.

Opposite us are Monk Juexiang, other masters from Dakong Temple, and some big monsters.

Ye Zhao and others could only barely maintain the Li family's ancestral land in Suzhou.

They were guarding one place, so naturally the outside could not be solid.

As a result, some wandering monks from the Dakong Temple and demons began to wreak havoc, causing great suffering to the people in the south of the Yangtze River.

Reinforcements continued to arrive from the Han court, but Monk Jue Xiang took the initiative and moved freely outside Suzhou, making it difficult for the Han army to cope with him.

Jiangnan is in a state of emergency and has once again asked Chang'an for help.

It is said that the Crown Prince Xiang Jing of the Han Dynasty intends to go south in person.

However, foreign masters and northern monsters approaching the border slowed down the progress of the Han crown prince.

Lei Jun has reached the lower reaches of the river by boat.

The Yuqing Zhoutian Mirror presents the scene of the Li family’s ancestral home in Suzhou.

Compared with the ancestral lands of the famous families in the Tang Dynasty that have been managed for many years, the Li family's rise is relatively recent, but the ancestral land has also achieved a certain level of success. It is more like a city than a manor.

But the city is in ruins now.

A giant Nine Heavens Turtle Dragon monster that looks like a crocodile is attacking the city with the help of many masters of the Dakong Temple and other monsters.

While the masters of the Li and Ye clans in the city were ready to fight, they did not dare to put all their energy into it.

The person they were most wary of was the black-robed monk who always stood far away, seemingly smiling but with a cold look in his eyes.

Jue Xiang, the abbot of the Dakong Temple of the Han Dynasty, is the number one expert of the evil ways of the Han Dynasty who has reached the fourth level of the Ninth Heaven.

A single move could cause heavy losses to the Li family's ancestral land.

Dakong Temple worships the lineage of Tathagata Damie. The Nine Heavens realm is not collectively called Dharmakaya like other Buddhist traditions, but is called Damie.

The first layer of the Nine Heavens will destroy all things in Kunyuan.

The second level of the Nine Heavens destroys the mind, will and soul.

The third level of the Nine Heavens destroys all invisible laws.

The fourth level of the Nine Heavens destroys the Xuankong world.

The fifth level of the Nine Heavens, destroying and observing all things, reaching this perfect state, the five elements of destruction are all complete, which is called shattering the truth, integrating offense and defense, and the destructive power reaches the pinnacle.

Among all the traditions in the world, Dakong Temple has always been one of the most adept at frontal offensive and defensive combat.

Although Monk Juexiang has not yet achieved the ability to shatter the truth, his presence at the fourth level of the Ninth Heaven enables him to use Dakong Temple's unique skill of exterminating the six paths to achieve great power.

Destroy all things in Kunyuan to cooperate with the human world, and destroy a large number of sacrificial and ritual vessels used by Confucian monks to arrange sacrificial ceremonies.

The invisible destruction of all dharmas cooperates with the Shura Dao, as if it has the ability to destroy all dharmas, suppressing the opponent in both offense and defense.

The destruction of the Xuankong world cooperated with the Hell Road to shatter the void repeatedly, and had torn apart the Li family's ancestral land in Suzhou twice. If it were not for the help of Ye Zhao and other Han cultivators, this place would have been lost long ago.

A piece of news came from the outside world, which slowed down the attack on Dakong Temple. Li, Ye and others could breathe a sigh of relief.

The hermit of Dongyang reappeared in the world and floated down the river.

Upon hearing the news, the abbot of Dakong Temple, Monk Juexiang, did not lift the siege of Suzhou, but he was secretly on the lookout.

The task of continuing to put pressure on Suzhou was given to fellow disciples and the big monster, while Monk Juexiang himself stood by to keep watch and be alert to his surroundings.

However, the opponent came openly and there was no need for him to be on guard.

Disciples of Dakong Temple and the demon tribe scattered in the periphery, located in the upper reaches of the river, gradually brought back news.

But there was no news from them one after another.

Monk Juexiang gazed into the distance and suddenly saw a small boat floating down the river.

A middle-aged scholar wearing a straw raincoat and holding a green bamboo stick stood at the bow of the boat.

With it as the center, it seems as if a huge painting of mountains and rivers is unfolding, sweeping across all directions.

Wherever it passed, all the disciples of Dakong Temple and the demons were drawn into it.

The sharp sword energy spread out, not seeming fierce, but rather full of elegance and grace.

"Mr. Dongyang, I have long heard of your great name."

The black-robed monk, who looked kind and always smiling, clasped his hands together and bowed to the visitor: "I just wonder how you are doing now, benefactor?"

As he put his hands together, rolling black gas spread out like thick ink. Wherever the black gas went, the mountains, rivers and vegetation were all shattered and destroyed.

A pitch-black Buddha with four heads and eight arms emerged from the vast black air and sat cross-legged on a black lotus.

The eight palms of this pitch-black Buddha are also clasped together.

Suddenly, a pitch-black hell stretched across the river.

The six realms and the realm of hell are destroyed.

This hell, which is like a forbidden place on earth, is integrated with the domineering power and artistic conception of Monk Juexiang that destroyed the Xuankong world. It is specially used to deal with the means of the great Confucian scholars of classics, the great Taoist scenes of talismans, and the ghost and god sacrificial formations of the great witches.

The "family, country and the world" that was unfolded by "Wang Xu", the incarnation of Lei Jun, was suddenly blocked. The boundary of the void seemed to be constantly breaking, unable to continue to expand or contract.

The power of destruction actually has the momentum to expand further towards the edge of the void.

The pitch-black hell expanded.

The lone boat carrying the scholar seemed to be sailing into hell.

However, "Wang Xu" was in a leisurely mood. He tapped his bamboo stick lightly, flew into the air, and chanted in a long and slow voice:
"The clouds are full of five colors, and the clouds are covered with nine lights."

Along with the long chant, the sky was indeed dazzling.

Amid the surging clouds, a vast sun seemed to descend from the sky, appearing above the dark hell and illuminating it.

It seemed as if endless light and heat were flowing through it, and from a distance the surrounding air was distorted.

Monk Juexiang, who had transformed into a giant black Buddha with four heads and eight arms, did not retreat.

A black vortex appeared above the pitch-black Buddha, and in the vortex appeared an equally pitch-black giant Asura, which integrated the invisible and domineering artistic conception of Monk Juexiang to destroy all dharmas, and confronted the glorious sun that was already overhead.

Gold and black collided violently at this moment.

The sunlight and the black air annihilated each other and neither gave in.

The Shura Dao destroys all methods, integrating offense and defense, and its power to defeat the enemy was fully demonstrated at this moment, even the falling sun was supported.

But after actually coming into contact with this glorious day, Monk Jue Xiang felt a sinking feeling in his heart.

He vaguely felt that the power of the sun was endless and surging.

Even if it is not truly endless, it is at least more durable than his Shura Path.

The other side of his Dakong Temple magical power, which is powerful in both frontal offensive and defensive combat, is that it consumes his own magic power extremely rapidly and cannot withstand long-term battles.

Wrestling with the opponent in front of him made his magic power deplete rapidly.

"Wang Xu" seemed to be fine, holding a green bamboo stick, and walked slowly towards his opponent.

The pitch-black Buddha that was the incarnation of Monk Juexiang shouted at the same time from all four sides.

The supernatural power of destroying the hungry ghost realm among the six realms, combined with the power to destroy the mind, will, and soul, suddenly bursts into artistic conception.

Invisible to the naked eye.

But "Wang Xu" could see many invisible hungry ghosts attacking his soul directly.

The magical power used by the opponent was specifically designed to attack the soul.

When the two sides meet, it is not clear whether "Wang Xu"'s soul can withstand it, but his true identity will most likely be exposed.

But unfortunately, Monk Juexiang didn't have this opportunity.

The middle-aged scholar's straw raincoat fluttered in the air, and a large amount of rain and fog came out of it, making the straw leaves on "Wang Xu's" straw raincoat flutter in the air, like a dragon hidden in the clouds, with only the head visible and not the tail.

The rain, fog and dragon shadows can not only defend against the enemy's tangible attacks, but also block the invisible and difficult to detect spiritual techniques.

As soon as the numerous illusory hungry ghosts approached the rain and fog, they were entangled by the rain and fog and the dragon shadow in it.

"Wang Xu" waved the green bamboo stick in his hand again, directly smashing all the invisible hungry ghosts.

Although Monk Juexiang was shocked, he remained calm and went out to the human world to destroy tangible things.

But he was helpless against his opponent's straw raincoat and bamboo stick.

"…What is this thing?" Monk Juexiang was even more surprised.

He was not sure whether his opponent had been recuperating from his injuries during these years, but he had never heard that the Dongyang Mountain Man carried such a powerful treasure besides the Rising Sun Bow.

"Wang Xu" seemed to be strolling leisurely, but in just a few steps he was already in front of the giant black Buddha. He swung the green bamboo stick in his hand, and the Buddha hurriedly raised his hands to block it, but three of his arms were broken on the spot.

There was a sudden flash of brilliant light.

At a very close distance, without any signs, a bright light like an arrow of light shot out.

Monk Juexiang's Shura Dao was still trying its best to resist the brilliant sun in the sky and could not extricate himself, so he could only watch as the "light arrow" directly pierced through the giant black Buddha!
The Yanzhu shot quickly, and it was so powerful even without the Rising Sun Bow... Monk Juexiang groaned, and the broken black Buddha disintegrated with a loud bang.

As the black gas expanded, it seemed to turn into a night curtain covering the sky.

It is the most powerful heavenly path among the six paths of emptiness and destruction.

If a master from Dakong Temple who has reached the ninth heaven's great annihilation realm and achieved the ability to shatter the true nature were to perform this move, his power would reach the pinnacle.

Monk Juexiang is fighting for his life at this moment, and the power of Tianrendao should not be underestimated. It helps him temporarily block the sweeping "Home, Country and the World" and the glorious sun in the sky.

He himself hastily withdrew.

Unfortunately, the monks of Dakong Temple are not good at speed.

"Wang Xu" was much faster than him. He took a step forward and hit him on the head again with the green bamboo stick.

A surging sea of ​​blood suddenly appeared in the air, seemingly boundless and endless, blocking "Wang Xu" and Monk Jue Xiang.

The green bamboo stick fell down, creating a gap in the sea of ​​blood.

Ouyang Jingyuan, Wang Buzhi, Fang Junmei, Wang Jian and others who landed on the bank of the river were watching with fascination.

Mr. Dongyang, you are so polite.

Are you leaving early because your injury hasn't healed yet?

If he was in his peak state, how powerful would he be?!
However, when everyone saw the sea of ​​blood that suddenly appeared, they all shuddered: "...Blood River Wizard!"

Not only them, but also the two sides fighting inside and outside Suzhou were also paying attention to the battle situation on the side of Monk Juexiang.

Although I have heard of the name of Dongyang Shanren for a long time, he has disappeared for too long after all.

Monk Juexiang is the most famous master of evil ways in recent years.

It is true that the strong men of Dakong Temple cannot endure a long battle, but how long has the war started?
Monk Juexiang had withdrawn from Suzhou earlier and was waiting for the opportunity to tire himself out. Now his strength was strong and ready to be unleashed, and the destructive power was irresistible in a short period of time.

But the opponent actually defeated Jue Xiang in a head-on confrontation in such a short period of time?
Ou Hongcheng, the great wizard of Kongsang who helped Jue Xiang, was also frightened.

The sea of ​​blood he created was broken into pieces by a strike from Wang Xu's green bamboo stick.

Feeling the mysterious and unpredictable power of the green bamboo stick, Ou Hongcheng frowned secretly.

The strength of this opponent was so unexpected that he gave up the plan of joining forces with Monk Juexiang to turn the tide. Instead, he told Monk Juexiang to escape immediately.

However, as soon as the thought came to his mind, Ou Hongcheng was shocked.

It was as if there was thunder.

As thunder roared, invisible arrows like lightning evolved and shot towards Ou Hongcheng's soul.

An arrow of soul-stirring was shot at him...Ou Hongcheng groaned and turned into a blood-stained shadow and flew away into the distance.

The middle-aged scholar was strolling leisurely in the garden, neither anxious nor impatient. After coming ashore from the river, his straw raincoat fluttered in the wind, and the vast rain and fog spread out, filling all directions.

After he defeated the monk Juexiang and the great wizard Ou Hongcheng, he walked past a group of Dakong Temple disciples and many great monsters with a bamboo stick in his hand, striking them left and right without stopping.

With a seemingly casual blow, he could smash the head of a monk in Dakong Temple or break the spine of a giant monster.

The morale of many demon tribes and disciples of Dakong Temple completely collapsed and they began to flee in all directions.

In the mist and rain, blood was all over the ground.

But there is no bloodiness in the haziness, instead it reveals a hazy beauty.

Whether it was Ouyang Jingyuan and others on the distant river bank, or Ye Zhao and others in the Li family's ancestral land in Suzhou, they all held their breath for a moment when they witnessed such a scene.

Ye Zhao, the leader of the Ye clan in Qingzhou of the Han Dynasty, was the first to come to his senses. He left the ancestral land of the Li clan in Suzhou and chased after the Nine-Layered Sky Turtle Dragon monster that was also fleeing far away.

The other big monks came to their senses and followed suit.

The situation on the battlefield suddenly changed.

The siege of Suzhou was lifted, and the descendants of Dakong Temple and the demon clan who had previously wreaked havoc in the outer Jiangnan area were no longer happy. They were either killed by the Han monks or fled in panic.

The people of Jiangnan will be safe.

Outside Suzhou, in the misty rain, a group of Han monks finally breathed a sigh of relief at this moment:

"Thanks to Mr. Dongyang for coming to help today..."

I wanted to find someone, but all I saw was their back.

The middle-aged scholar continued to walk in the direction where Monk Juexiang and Ou Hongcheng had fled. He seemed to be walking at a leisurely pace, but he disappeared in the mist in an instant, leaving only the sound of a long and elegant chant:
"Bamboo sticks and awning shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid? Ren Pingsheng in a misty rain."

(End of this chapter)