Under One Person: I am alone, reviving the Tang Sect

Chapter 424: Holy Church Minions
"You useless people! Even I couldn't stop your attack. How could such a perfect plan be handed over to useless people like you? You didn't even catch anyone!"

Wang Bing was so angry that he trembled coldly.

If you don't catch him, wouldn't it seem like I got beaten up in vain?
Is it my problem or yours?
Is there any need to think about it? They are just a bunch of trash!
Wang Bing was so angry that he threw all the messy things on the table at the beggar's head, wishing he could chop him to death.

But now he was in pain all over and had no energy at all. He could only yell:
"Slap them all, louder, I want to hear you!"

After saying that, he lay back down with his chest heaving loudly.

In the ward, there was a snapping sound.

The beggar gradually became determined to betray.

Let the young master suffer a little so that he can know the principles of being a human being.

……

Until the next day.

The holy church didn't show up either.

The remains of the walnut were taken away by the Five Immortals Sect. After confirmation, they found that it was the work of their own disciples. However, the toxicity of the mist was far beyond what the Five Poisons could produce, making it almost certain that it was the work of the Holy Sect.

The Five Immortals Sect could not sit idly by and watch this matter, so after the tour began, all the Five Immortals Sect members who came here began a carpet search.

The people who received everyone were from the Yuanxiang Sect.

The Lu family is at the forefront.

Huang Zhenxian, while walking, explained to everyone what spiritual religion is.

What surprised Feng Qin was that this concept was different from that of the Yuanxiang Sect and the Five Immortals Sect.

If the top leaders of the Lingjiao were not from the Yuanxiang Sect and the Five Immortals Sect, it would be hard to imagine the connection.

Although, the skills are still the same as those of the Yuanxiang Sect and the Five Immortals Sect.

But different concepts mean different subsequent directions.

Generally speaking, a simple set of boxing techniques, in the hands of the Yuanxiang Sect, may gradually change into ape boxing.

If it falls into the hands of the Five Immortals Sect, it might become the Mist Poison Fist.

The philosophy represents the direction of their development.

He spoke in great detail and complexity.

Feng Qin's understanding of spiritualism is the study of the growth of all spirits.

In essence, it is also the commonality of the two major schools.

Their skills will also tend to be what they should be naturally.

Poisons are not limited to the [Five Immortals], and fists are not limited to the [White Ape].

The older generation all sighed and sighed as they listened, while the younger generation all yawned as they listened.

"Honestly, am I the only one who finds theoretical knowledge boring?"

While strolling with the large group, Lin Caixin asked the bodyguards on both sides in a low voice.

The left guardian Tang Wenlong said somewhat cryptically: "Our realm is not high enough, and we are not yet able to absorb the truth."

Right Guardian Feng Qin said more directly: "It is indeed boring. I have already started counting my yawns."

“The decoration is quite good.”

As a disciple of the Tang Sect, Lin Caixin quickly found his interest, which was observing the environment.

Whenever arriving at a new place, the first thing a Tang Sect disciple would do is to observe.

Feng Qin also always keeps this habit. Many times, it is this detail that avoids a lot of trouble.

With his hands in his pockets, he looked around. The Lingjiao did not worship gods. Most of the things hanging inside were sentences, and the decoration style was more like that of a Taoist temple.

The most eye-catching things inside are the portraits of some people.

They are not gods, but the founders of the Five Immortals Sect and the Ape Sect.

Then there is the map of all things, which includes various creatures and even traces of humans.

Incense sticks are placed on these prosperous murals.

It's the kind where there are many circles of incense burning on the top, which makes the whole spiritual religion feel like a fairyland and can also make people refreshed.

And on the incense, there are small bells hanging.

That bell...

Feng Qin's smile gradually disappeared.

My five senses were stimulated as I stared at the bell. There were countless small holes on it, but it was not the kind that would jingle when you shook it.

"Elder Huang, what is the bell on the incense used for?"

Feng Qin had a bad feeling and asked hurriedly.

Last night, the cracked walnuts were also filled with tiny holes that looked creepy.

"The starting point of the Spiritual Cult... huh? Oh, you mean the bell, I'm not sure, the disciples of the Five Immortals Cult hung it there, it can have a refreshing effect, right?"

Refreshing...those incense sticks have done that.

When Feng Qin asked this question and Huang Zhenxian answered it, many people around them frowned and stopped.

No one is a fool. Those who clearly find a problem but insist on saying that they are worrying too much are not qualified to participate in such occasions.

Of course, Wang Bing is an exception.

However, due to injury, he was unable to attend, and it was Wang Boyou who attended.

"There's something strange about the bell."

Zhuge Qing raised his eyebrows and also noticed something unusual.

"Just shoot them down and you'll see - they'll fall off by themselves!"

It was like a killer in hiding was discovered. The bells were no longer needed. All the bells on both sides, at least thirty of them, fell down one after another!

As a member of the younger generation, Feng Qin was one of the last to enter. By the time he discovered something unusual, the bells had already surrounded a circle of people.

Xu Lao of the Huode Sect reacted the fastest. When the bells fell, he took action and shot a flame like a bullet at the farthest one.

The bell exploded, emitting bursts of light pink mist.

poison!
Feng Qin didn't care about anything else, the hidden threads on his body broke into pieces - like thousands of swords shooting at the same time, several white marks flashed in the air, nailing all the bells that were about to fall to the ground.

However, the hidden line was weak after all and could not stop the bell for long, and it continued to fall.

Feng Qin didn't need to worry. The moment the hidden line stopped, other sects took action and took it all.

"Tang Sect has good tactics."

The elders from various sects who were fixing the bells were all horrified when they saw that there was a small invisible line on each bell.

If a hard object like a steel needle was thrown just now, it might have stimulated the mist in the bell.

Using soft hidden wire can avoid this from happening.

But... the hidden line is soft. If it breaks, how can it hold all the bells in place at such a long distance?
"This method..."

Lu Jin was holding a dozen bells in his hands. He was the oldest and most efficient one among them.

There was a little bit of white energy floating around his body, and after a while he turned into an ordinary old man again.

He looked at Feng Qin again, then looked around.

"It seems that there is someone here who doesn't give face to me, Old Lu."

shhhhh--

The three men broke out of the window, and as they were escaping, three more walnuts flew towards Feng Qin.

"retreat!"

No one knows whether the walnut will suddenly explode. The best response is not to scatter it, but to disperse and retreat immediately.

Feng Qin took a step back and immediately rushed to the outskirts of the Lingjiao.

The site chosen by Lingjiao was a previously abandoned Taoist temple. Outside the main hall was an open-air courtyard and a large piece of land, about half the size of a football field.

The older generation was all in the main hall, and the younger generation was all forced outside.

Everyone was sensible and kept a distance from Feng Qin.

Anyone could see that these people were targeting Feng Qin.

The three walnuts jingled and emitted mists of three different colors, and then, densely packed insects crawled out from them.

"insanity?!"

"No, it's not. It's just a bug."

Zhuge Qing recognized it immediately, and Feng Qin suddenly understood why only a walnut attacked him last night.

The real killer move is not the poisonous fog, but the large area of ​​harmless gas that can attract this kind of insects contained in the poisonous fog.

This is done to achieve an effect similar to that of Gu.

These insects themselves were not harmful, but as they moved, they wrapped the poisonous fog around them and rushed towards him.

Those three people have already left.

Lu Linglong had a gloomy face and wanted to step forward to help Feng Qin out, but was stopped by Lu Jin.

Lu Linglong is one of the representatives of the Lu family, so she is also at the front, now in the hall.

"Master, Feng Qin is in danger!"

"No, he is not in danger. This is just a minor incident... It seems that the Holy Church has not revived. It is just a small group of minions."

Lu Jin looked at Feng Qin with recognition and appreciation.

There was no panic in your eyes, and you even started to think about how to catch up with those three people...

How come he is even more powerful than when I was young.

(End of this chapter)