The road to Jianghu started from the martial arts hall

After Fang Xun and Shangguan Wudi divided the essence of the two severed fingers of gods and demons and reforged their weapons, it is no exaggeration to say that they were reborn.

Even if they are not as good as the weapons of gods and demons, they are not far behind. If the two can break through the limit of gods and demons, the weapons they carry with them will be able to easily cross that threshold and become new weapons of gods and demons.

However, the vicious aura of gods, demons and strange beasts was also integrated into the weapon, making it seem a little restless and dishonest.

But it is not a big problem. If you slowly get rid of your anger in your daily life, you can achieve success in three months at most.

After Fang Xun explained casually, he smiled and asked Shangguan Wudi: "How many people did you kill?"

Shangguan Wudi shook his head: "I only caught up with two."

Fang Xun sighed with regret after hearing this, "I only killed one and captured one. Those guys ran too fast. Their strength is not good, but their ability to escape is first-rate."

Li Xuanfeng and the other six people who were listening to the conversation between the two felt a chill. It seemed that the other party was not discussing killing, but what to eat next.

It’s not that Fang Xun can’t capture all the escaped enemies in one fell swoop, but it will take a very long time.

When Lu Delin and his group were fleeing, the twelve of them immediately split into twelve groups and tried their best to escape, and whether they could escape depended entirely on luck.

It can only be said that he was unlucky to be caught up by Shangguan Wudi and Fang Xun, but it did buy others a lot of time to escape.

They chased for an hour before they each caught up with the two men.

If we continue to chase and kill them, it is not impossible to kill all twelve of them, but it will probably take at least more than a month to kill them all. By that time, they will have already fled to Luo'an or Tianyin Mountain.

Fang Xun obviously would not waste time on this. After all, these guys could run away but the temple could not. It would be the same if they came to attack him again in the future.

Shaking his head, Fang Xun waved his hand casually, and a breeze blew by, and Lu Delin, who was thrown to the ground like a broken sack, slowly woke up.

"Uh"

Lu Delin felt pain all over his body. He groaned in pain before slowly opening his eyes.

As soon as he woke up, the first thing he saw was the angry gazes of Li Xuanfeng and the other six people, as if they wanted to tear him apart.

Then Lu Delin saw Shangguan Wudi also looking at him calmly, while Fang Xun on the side had a playful smile on his face.

He immediately came to his senses and said with hatred: "I will certainly die today, but you rebels will not have a good end in the future!"

Lu Delin knew that he had no chance of survival, so he behaved extremely tough. His resentful eyes looked as if he wanted to bite off a piece of flesh from Xun below.

Fang Xun didn't get angry when he saw that he looked so strong-willed, but just asked out of curiosity.

"Master Lu, please don't rush to death. I also heard your righteous words in the belly of the mountain. I am a little curious. When you said that you wanted to cut down mountains and destroy temples, and ride horses to the rivers and lakes, was it Wu Haoran's idea or Wan Pingchuan's idea?"

"Ok?"

Lu Delin was shocked. He had originally looked ready to die, but his expression changed immediately after hearing Fang Xun's words.

Shangguan Wudi on the side also laughed: "I was wondering why you wanted to spare his life. You didn't learn the good things of Confucianism, but you learned the skills of killing people and destroying their hearts."

The others nearby also came to their senses and realized something.

Li Xuanfeng sneered, "My Lord and Senior Wudi are right, what a great way to cut down mountains and destroy temples, and ride on horses to trample the rivers and lakes!

When old man Lu's words spread throughout the world, it will be like the government forcing the people to rebel, and all the gangsters in the world will have no choice but to rebel!"

Tian Yuzi also said in a deep voice: "Since the imperial court and the Confucian school want to break up, then let the whole world rebel!"

"Amitabha."

Hui Ku clasped his hands together, sighed, and just chanted the Buddha's name without expressing any other opinions. However, the fact that he did not object was enough to make his attitude clear.

"You, you. You." Lu Delin could no longer maintain the look of being ready to die. The threat of death had not made him panic, but now he was really panicked.

At this moment, he deeply realized the truth that you can eat whatever you want but you can't say whatever you want.

No matter how majestic he was when he shouted "cut down mountains and destroy temples, ride on horses to trample the rivers and lakes", he is now afraid.

Regardless of whether this was the intention of the Confucian school and the imperial court, the words came from Lu Delin, a great Confucian scholar and important official of the imperial court.

Fang Xun and others determined that it was the intention of the imperial court and the Confucian school.

As long as these eight words "cut down mountains and destroy temples, ride horses into the rivers and lakes" are heard by all the martial arts sects, big and small, in the world, they will rebel.

Lu Delin, who uttered these eight words, will become the gravedigger of the imperial court and Confucianism, and will be pointed at and cursed by thousands of people. This is countless times more terrible than dying.

Fang Xun looked at Lu Delin, who had a miserable and desperate expression, but he seemed to think it was not exciting enough, so he whispered softly again.

"Don't worry, Lord Lu. Although I am a traitor, I am still an official appointed by the court. Of course, I don't want to watch the court fall into ruin."

As soon as he opened his mouth, the way others looked at him changed. Fang Xun claimed to be an official appointed by the court. This was the funniest joke they had ever heard.

Just now, he, an official appointed by the imperial court, showed no mercy when he hunted down a group of "colleagues".

And the way Lu Delin looked at him was as if he was looking at the most terrifying and poisonous snake and scorpion in the world.

When Fang Xun felt his gaze, he felt as if he had suffered a great injustice, and he felt heartbroken.

"Sir Lu, why don't you believe me? I am really doing this for your own good. In fact, it is very simple to avoid the consequences of everyone rebelling. As long as you, Sir Lu, die, there will be no evidence, right?"

Shangguan Wudi and the other six people looked at him strangely, not understanding what Fang Xun was thinking.

And Lu Delin's dim eyes suddenly brightened as if he was inspired.

Yes, as long as he died, even if the news spread to the outside world, the imperial court and the Confucian school could claim that it was only his words.

Although it will still cause bad effects, it is much better than a situation where the whole world is in rebellion.

But Ma Fangxun's next words sent him from heaven to the eighteenth level of hell.

"It's a pity for Master Lu. Not only will he lose his life, but also his relatives, disciples and reputation after his death will be in jeopardy.

In order to quell the anger of the people, Wan Pingchuan and Wu Haoran can only confiscate your family and exterminate all nine generations of your clan.

And your disciples will also be implicated. The men in their families will be tattooed and exiled to a cold and bitter place, and the women will be sent to the Imperial Music Bureau to become prostitutes, and will be slaves for generations to come.

As for Lord Lu, he will also be recorded in the history books and condemned by all the Confucian scholars, and he will be nailed to the pillar of shame forever!"

Lu Delin felt cold all over, and he felt chilled to the bone. Fang Xun's voice lingered in his ears like the whisper of a devil.

“However, if Lord Lu can save his life and return to Luo’an, he will be a living Zhenwu land immortal at least. A living Zhenwu is much more valuable than a dead person.

Now the imperial court has lost more than a dozen Zhenwu, and masters like Lord Lu are extremely valuable. I believe that even if Wan Pingchuan and Wu Haoran hate you, they will still let you go and let you make meritorious contributions while you are still useful."

The more Fang Xun spoke, the more sincere his tone became, as if he was really putting himself in Lu Delin's shoes.

"I am just putting myself in Lord Lu's shoes.

I just don't know whether you choose to die to preserve the last fig leaf of the court.

"It is better to keep the green mountains and not be afraid of running out of firewood, right?"

Lu Delin's face was blank, his eyes were empty, and his mind was in a state of conflict. (End of this chapter)