I want to embrace the moon for nine days
Chapter 221 Bai Lian’s direct inheritance, Hun Tian’s move
Ling Duxian, the magistrate of Songjiang, is a thin, middle-aged man with a decent appearance. His clothes are not particularly luxurious, and his hair crown is only pierced with a wooden hairpin. However, he looks very comfortable in his clothes.
He feels comfortable to himself and feels comfortable to others, which makes him more approachable.
Everyone rushed forward and he greeted them repeatedly, only naming four or five people, but his demeanor and demeanor made everyone feel that their enthusiasm was echoed, so they smiled even more.
"Let me introduce you to you. This is Taoist Shaman."
Ling Duxian smiled broadly and said, "The Taoist Master is a noble man from the north. I heard that there is a Buddhist and Taoist conference here today, so I came here to observe it."
Samana is another name for Buddhism, but the man was dressed completely as a Taoist priest. This awkward smell, if placed in a serious place, might make some Taoist monks who only know pure cultivation feel weird.
But those present, although wearing scars and buns, looked like a group of great virtues and high merits, but they were the great virtues in the world of fame and fortune, and the high merits in the gold and silver treasury.
The world is clear and the people are sophisticated. There is no difference in everyone's face. There is only admiration and admiration, and there is a tacit understanding in the conversation.
There was a middle-aged man who had joined a foreign religion and opened a church. Now he was familiar with the job and started to work as a servant. He personally took the tray and handed two tall glasses with fine wine to the noble man.
Ling Duxian took the wine glass and said with a smile: "This brother Ximen Peter is usually humble and easy-going, and he doesn't care about doing such trivial things as passing wine. In fact, he has a wide range of connections. Even I want to give him three points."
"Sure enough, even if those who have cultivated the Three Dantians cannot detect the Xuanyin Sword Plague hidden elsewhere, as soon as the Sword Plague spell enters the body of such an expert, it will be immediately noticed and eliminated."
Each silver thread pierced a piece of broken glass, and as the thread stirred forward, it stuck to the surrounding broken glass.
Ling Duxian still kept his composure, "I wonder if it's from the west or the south?"
This is the kind of reaction you want!
Before anyone could speak to defend themselves, Ling Duxian had already captured what he wanted from everyone's movements.
"Then please ask the Taoist priest to give you a compliment and comment."
Every tiny bit of broken glass has enough power to penetrate several inches of iron plate, and once it encounters an obstacle, it will collide with each other, forming a rotational cutting like saw teeth or scissors.
Among the group of Taoist monks, the enlightened Taoist from Huatuo Temple was the most shocked at this time, feeling as if he had gone out without reading the almanac.
The broken glass behind will catch up with the broken glass in front, so the lethality of this attack will increase sharply the moment it encounters an obstacle.
However, Taoist Master Shamen is one of the guardians of the Xiantian Sect. He has developed this kind of cultivation through decades of fighting in the north and south, and his reaction is fast enough and his response is accurate enough.
Not counting the earthen temples in the village, there are hundreds of temples in Songjiang Prefecture, large and small, and the people he just scanned are the most luxurious. In other words, they are also the most likely to have some connections outside Songjiang Prefecture.
The four major forces were crushing the Songjiang territory back then. Those who were truly tough and good at fighting were either recruited and taken away, or died without their bodies intact.
The happy atmosphere was suddenly broken, and the surrounding monks and Taoists all showed puzzled looks.
The wine glass shattered in his hand, "Change the whole thing!"
Taoist priest Shamen looked at the clear red wine rippling in the cup and said, "I drank a lot of wine from the royal family of the former Qing Dynasty. It is rare to see wine from the foreign royal family. Songjiang Mansion is indeed prosperous."
Taoist priests Shouguan and Fuxing of Dongyue Temple behaved strangely. They had never come together like others before, but now they had actually hid at the edge of the manor.
The whisk placed on his shoulder was swept forward with a shake of his right hand. The top of the whisk was fluffy and opened, and three thousand silver threads shot forward rapidly.
Simon Peter hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, the prefect is ridiculous. What does my little network mean? If my prediction is correct, the wine used at this year's conference must be top-quality goods shipped directly from the Royal Winery of the Netherlands. The magistrate’s connections are those with eyes and hands that reach the sky!”
Su Hanshan smiled and said: "Don't worry, I don't represent any force, I just have some opinions about Songjiang Mansion and I am ready to help you rectify it."
Ling Duxian frowned and glanced from the anxious Simon Peter to the presiding officers of Maitreya Temple, Samantabhadra Jungle, Hongsheng King Temple, Pox Temple, Huatuo Temple, etc.
Although Magistrate Songjiang has the cultivation of all three Dantians, he is not known for being good at fighting.
"Oh?"
The Taoist monk's expression was stern and cold, his eyes were like cold lightning as he scanned the crowd.
The whole powder is like a seven- to eight-inch-long sharp awl, but it is far more dangerous than a complete sharp awl.
Not only him, but almost everyone who came earlier than the magistrate suddenly couldn't feel their own inner strength, couldn't feel the existence of the Dantian meridians, flesh and blood bones, and collapsed on the ground, unable to even raise the strength to speak.
But the biggest difference was not the two of them, but a young man leaning against the pillar of the pavilion, still holding the wine glass and taking a sip.
The messenger of the Xiantian Sect came back to Songjiang Prefecture to discuss the large-scale cultivation of tobacco fields with the prefect's Yamen. The news may not be completely suppressed. If it leaks out, some reactions will be expected, but...
The prefect's yamen they need is an organization that is good at running and collecting money. They don't need how strong the local people who serve in it are.
Ling Duxian's words caused everyone to change their expressions. They quickly backed away and distanced themselves from others. They did not dare to trust the "good friend" beside them who just talked about ancient and modern times.
"Looking at your demeanor and style, you don't look like a subordinate of a foreigner."
But after taking a sip of wine, their expressions changed slightly.
The guards of Songjiang Prefecture all grasped the hilts of their swords and wanted to rush forward, but Ling Duxian raised his hand to stop him.
But what resisted this attack were also small and sharp things.
The one who took action was Taoist Shaman.
Su Hanshan said seriously: "It would be best if you are willing to accept opinions. The so-called rectifier, of course, means..."
"If you have any objections, you can put forward one or two words first, and we can discuss it. There is no need to make the situation so ugly."
"The method of poisoning is a bit too much."
Su Hanshan spit out the breath of alcohol, looked at Songjiang Magistrate and Shamen Taoist Priest, and said softly, "It seems that this method is still too rough. It was completely resolved by you in an instant. But in this moment, Kung Fu, I know you somewhat."
The shattered wine glass turned into countless shining powders, but they did not scatter in all directions, but all shot towards Magistrate Songjiang.
The prefect clinked glasses with him and each took a sip.
But before he could think of an appropriate response, he felt as if air was leaking from his limbs, his whole body was sore and weak, and he slumped down.
Ling Duxian laughed loudly, cupped his hands and said, "Although I have put all my efforts into this position, and have the help of so many ministers and sages, but after all, no one is perfect, and there must be some shortcomings."
The silk thread is of sufficient length, and the glass powders are stuck to different positions on the silk thread and taken away before they have time to collide with each other.
"Even if you are really from Xu and He, you can't even think of being so presumptuous in front of me!"
The Taoist priest scolded angrily, turning the whisk in his hand and whipping it toward the pool.
His vision was sharp enough to see the power of the glass powder just now. Although he was still confident in his heart, he did not dare to be careless.
In one sweep, the whisk had exerted enough power, and the soft silver threads merged into one force, and the air was suddenly blown away.
The silver wire extended at a speed that exceeded the speed of sound, leaving an obvious white mark of aura in the air. This whisk is no ordinary weapon. The silver wire used is not only very tough, even a strong man with scissors would be difficult to cut off one wire, but also has strong ductility.
In its longest state, the silver wire can be equivalent to fifty times its relaxed state.
The bronze horse in the pool was smashed into powder by the Taoist priest. Before it exploded around, it was caught up in the whisk stirred by the shaking circle and smashed into the pool water.
As we all know, copper and iron do not have the ability to absorb water like a soil sponge.
However, when the copper and iron turned into powder, when the silver threads stirring the copper and iron powder were densely covered with thick and vigorous true energy, the copper and iron powder and the pool water merged into one in an instant, making it difficult to distinguish them from each other.
The martial arts practiced by the Shamen Taoist priests are called the "Three Tan Hai Hui Sutra", which is a secret magical skill of the White Lotus Sect that is not disclosed to the outside world.
The White Lotus Sect was already very powerful during the Yuan and Ming Dynasties, and it once seemed to be the leader in subverting the rule of the dynasty.
But in the Qing Dynasty, many of those so-called White Lotus Sect were actually fooled by local officials, who forced the name of the White Lotus Sect to be attributed to the local peasant uprising.
The reason is also very simple.
From Shunzhi to Jiaqing, there were almost no interruptions in various civil uprisings. Not to mention those that were too small in scale to be worth recording, the history books alone would almost always come up with one every three or two years.
However, the glorious Qing Dynasty is known as the prosperous age of Kangxi and Qianlong. If you say it clearly, the local people can't hold it back and always attack the government agencies. Then how can we talk about the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty, inherit the orthodoxy of Zhu Ming, kill the intruders, and comply with What about the matter of the will of God and people's hearts?
As a result, the White Lotus Sect has become an all-purpose scapegoat. It's not that the subordinates are careless, but it's the White Lotus Demon Party that deceives people's hearts.
More importantly, the White Lotus Sect has a historical origin. It is not a sect that originated in the Qing Dynasty, and it is impossible to attribute its roots to local officials.
Regardless of whether it is a fishermen's uprising, a tenant farmer's uprising, or there are really other sects that take advantage of the situation, if they all come up with the name of the White Lotus Demon Party, everyone will be happy.
Many caring people among the people, seeing that the White Lotus Sect has such great influence in the officialdom, are willing to create their own sect and pretend to be a fake one.
However, in the Jiaqing period, there was a great chaos in the White Lotus Sect in the early years of Jiaqing, and the incident in the eighteenth year of Jiaqing when they broke into the Forbidden City.
Even now, it is entrenched in the Forbidden City, connected to Taihang, and Qilu. As one of the three giants, Xiantian Sect, at least in terms of martial arts, really has the White Lotus True Tradition.
This "San Tan Hai Hui Sutra" was practiced to great perfection by Han Shantong and Liu Futong, the leaders of the White Lotus Sect, during the late Yuan and early Ming dynasties.
When they attack, they don't use copper or iron as weapons. They can pull a piece of coarse cloth at will to stir up the air, just like turning the river upside down.
During the battle, the sand and stones are absorbed and the enemy's blade is shattered, making the coarse cloth in his hand more powerful and stained with blood, showing victory and boosting morale.
Just like in the legend, the Huntian silk in the hands of the three altars of Haihui and the third prince Nezha.
The soldiers and horses of the White Lotus Sect were called the Red Scarf Army during the late Yuan and early Ming dynasties. The entire army wore red scarves to intimidate the enemy.
Its source is to imitate the "Hun Tian Ling" on the hand of the White Lotus Cult Leader.
The strength of Taoist Master Shamen may not be much inferior to that of Han Shantong back then.
Although he is not on the battlefield now, he uses the whisk to absorb the weight of the bronze horse and the water in the pond, and the power will only become stronger.
The whole fly whisk was like a furious dragon, breaking through the stones around the pool and heading towards Su Hanshan.
boom! ! !
Made of cement bricks, this pavilion is ten times stronger than ordinary wooden buildings.
With a sweep of the top of the whisk, four pillars were broken, the top collapsed, and completely fell apart.
No one seemed to be moving at the foot of Su Han Mountain, but the figure avoided the whisk and moved a few feet to the side.
The monk did not retreat at all. Amidst the roar, the whisk in his hand shook out phantoms.
Using internal force to absorb a pond full of water, even a bronze horse, is basically something anyone in the true form realm can do.
But the most rare thing is that Taoist monk Samana has transformed his weapon into such a weight and such a length, and it is still strong and soft at the same time.
When the whisk as thick as a dragon shakes, except for the top which can blast the air, every other part of the wave-like body sways up and down and sweeps left and right with enough force to knock a small western-style building upside down.
The control of Taoist Master Shamen's moves was very precise, and no trace of them was wasted on those on the ground. However, just the air waves caused by the shaking of the fly whisk swept away those people who were limp on the ground, and fell far away.
The glass windows on the second and third floors of the small western-style building were shaken by the air waves and broke one after another.
The guards of the prefect stopped their steps with all their strength, quickly protected the prefect, exited the manor, and headed outside.
The horses staying outside the manor became restless and retreated in the strong wind spreading from inside the manor.
Huntian Ling, Huntian Ling, if you dare to give such a name, you really have a shocking power.
Grass debris kept flying up and mixed into the dust, making the power and precision of this move still rising.
But under this terrifying power, the entire garden house was disrupted.
Su Hanshan's figure glowed with golden light, flashing seven times in succession.
These seven flashes were dangerous and dangerous, and it seemed that every time they missed the whisk.
But this kind of movement is the most accurate and fast.
After seven consecutive flashes, Su Hanshan narrowed the distance between the enemy and us to nothing.
Taoist monk Shamen's eyelids widened in surprise. He never expected that his own trick could be cracked so easily by the other party.
What he captured in his eyes was not even one figure, but multiple figures stacked on top of each other.
That's because Su Hanshan's speed is too fast, and the vision of an expert like him has not yet fully adjusted.
But his left palm had no time to think about it, and it met the opponent's slap.
Boom! ! !
The monk did not hear the muffled sound of the palms, but only heard a crane sound that seemed to tear his heart apart. He felt a surge of extremely pure internal energy coming over him.
In a real fight with basic skills, the pure Yang power can overwhelm the Taoist monk.
After exerting his strength with one palm, Taoist Master Shamen did not take even half a step back, but his whole body was shaken. Blood oozed from his seven orifices, and he almost lost his breath. There were many acupuncture points all over his body, which were sealed by the force that came back.
"Strange, why are you rushing to be the first?"
He seemed to have heard Su Hanshan leave a word beside him.
"Don't you know that the prefect resolved my spell much faster than you?"
(End of this chapter)
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