The Saint is defeated

Author: Dayfly Dream

The Saint is defeated

There were four major evil cults in the Zhou Dynasty.

In addition to the Amitabha Sect, whose two innate masters were killed by Jiangnan, there are also the White Lotus Sect, the Blood Worship Sect and the Fangxian Sect.

Among them, Fangxian Sect has surrendered to the Zhou Dynasty and changed its name to Fangxian Dao.

The vacancy left behind was placed on the head of the powerful Demon Cult with the help of thoughtful people.

Although the four major cults are all cults, their guiding ideology and martial arts are different, and even far from each other.

Amitabha Sect emphasizes retribution in this world and encourages believers to resist violently, in an attempt to cast faith with blood and fire and allow Amitabha Buddha to come to the world.

The Blood Worship Cult believes that blood is the source of all power, and pursues improving bloodline to obtain power. It believes that as long as the best bloodline in the world is gathered, mortals can be transformed into gods.

The Fangxian Sect pursues immortality and frantically refines elixirs. The elixirs they concoct are often extremely expensive and unimaginable, and they will even do anything to refine the elixirs.

The White Lotus Sect promotes the theory of doomsday, believing that a great disaster is about to come, and only by believing in the Inanimate Mother can one obtain salvation.

Compared with the other three major cults, which focus on self-interest, the White Lotus Sect claims to save the world and develop believers, regardless of status, from dignitaries to traffickers and lackeys, everyone can join.

The strength of believers may vary, but their number is the largest among the four major cults.

In the history of the Great Zhou Dynasty, there have been several uprisings by the White Lotus Sect. At its most glorious time, it even took over millions of believers.

Therefore, among the great cults of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the White Lotus Sect may not be the most ruthless cult, but it is definitely the one that the Great Zhou officials are most afraid of.

The White Lotus Sect's suppression technique is called the "White Lotus Salvation Sutra" and cannot be taught to non-saints and saints.

And this is exactly what Jiang Nan just stole from the courtesan Linglong.

From this, Jiang Nan easily figured out Linglong's identity.

It's interesting to say.

The oiran Yueyao whom Jiang Nan met at the Zhongfang Pavilion headquarters in Chang'an City was a saint of the Moon Worship Cult.

Now I met a courtesan with red sleeves and a saint from the White Lotus Sect.

Could it be.

Do all cult saints like to be oirans in brothels so much?

"Who are you?"

Linglong's color changed in shock, and she asked in a condensed voice.

The White Lotus Sect is wanted by the Great Zhou court. Her identity is top secret and few people know it.

The moment Jiang Nan said the word "White Lotus", she even wondered if there was something wrong within the White Lotus Sect.

"I asked you the question first." Jiang Nan looked uncertain.

The fingers pinching Linglong's throat tightened.

"The Holy Mother is indeed in the state of concentration." Linglong replied in a seductive voice.

People are swordsmen, and those who know the current affairs can survive.

"How does it compare to the leader of the Amitabha Sect?" Jiang Nan asked again.

"I am not sure."

"Huh?" Jiang Nan snorted.

"It shouldn't be too far apart." Linglong trembled and quickly replied: "I once heard the Holy Mother say that in a head-on confrontation, she is no match for the leader of the Amitabha Sect; but if other methods are used, she is sure to seriously injure the opponent."

Jiang Nan understood in his heart.

The Holy Mother of White Lotus should be good at sneak attacks and assassinations.

Jiang Nan then asked Linglong about the purpose of poisoning him when he approached him.

Linglong didn't dare to hide it.

The answer made Jiang Nan dumbfounded.

It turned out that this saint of the White Lotus Sect saw Jiangnan's two poems and heard about Jiangnan's age. She thought Jiangnan was a rare talent that could only be seen in a century, and wanted to develop Jiangnan into the White Lotus Sect and shape her into a member of the White Lotus Sect.

Cultural banner, propaganda mouthpiece, writing demagoguery articles and fighting pacts for the White Lotus Sect.

Because the investigation time was too short, Linglong only got Jiangnan's appearance from the scholars who participated in the poetry meeting in the restaurant. She did not know that Jiangnan was actually a martial arts master.

It happened that Jiangnan arrived in Yangzhou City where Linglong was located, and was recognized by the disciples of the White Lotus Sect at the gate of the city.

Linglong took action in a hurry, thinking that she could easily capture this talented man, but she didn't expect that she would fall into Jiang Nan's hands instead.

"It turns out that fame is the fault! Sure enough, there will be retribution for plagiarizing other people's works." Jiang Nan slandered.

His eyes looked at Linglong from top to bottom, and finally fell on her face covered by beaded gauze, and said with a half-smile:

"Tell me, should I kill you or kill you?"

"don't want!"

Linglong's body trembled and she screamed in surprise.

"I can play the piano, paint, cook, and warm beds..." Linglong mentioned dozens of her specialties in one breath, and finally emphasized: "Don't think I am a courtesan with red sleeves, but in fact, I am still a

I’m a virgin. Every time I meet a visitor alone, I tease them with the magic of ecstasy that I teach. So far, I’ve never had anyone touch a finger..."

"If you keep me, I will definitely make you happier than a god!"

The White Lotus Saint Linglong, who was originally so pitiful, actually unleashed flying lightning on Jiangnan as she spoke.

Jiang Nan also showed a look of heartbeat, and his palm gradually loosened the key point of Linglong's throat.

Linglong pouted her little mouth, as if she was about to give Jiangnan a kiss immediately.

When the mouth came close to Jiang Nan's face, a puff of white smoke suddenly came out.

Jiang Nan's expression changed drastically, and then his body swayed and slowly fell to the ground.

"Hmph! No matter how strong your martial arts are, you will still fall to my ecstasy and immortal magic!"

Linglong rubbed her neck, which was so painful from being pinched by Jiang Nan, and stared at Jiang Nan who couldn't move on the ground.

After saying that, he suddenly remembered the little golden snake in Jiang Nan's arms that could suck poison.

He reached out and took down an exquisite bamboo flute from the shelf, brought it to his mouth and played a few strange syllables.

The golden-winged flying snake struggled a few times at first, but later, it slowly closed its eyes, as if it had fallen into a deep sleep.

Linglong put down her bamboo flute and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Obviously the few times I played just now were not as easy as it looked.

"Who are you? You can actually guess my identity..."

Linglong leaned over and looked at Jiang Nan's handsome face. As she murmured to herself, she couldn't help but stretched out her slender hand and touched it gently.

After touching it, I was shocked to realize that although Jiang Nan was hit by the immortal and unable to move, his consciousness was clear and he could feel her movements.

His face felt slightly hot.

Immediately, he stretched out his hand and pinched Jiang Nan's face. He said loudly, deceiving himself:

"Let me see if you are wearing a human skin mask!"

There is naturally no human skin mask on Jiang Nan's face.

After touching Jiang Nan's face, Linglong reached out to Jiang Nan's arms, trying to find something that could prove Jiang Nan's identity.

Jiang Nan still had hundreds of thousands of taels of money in his arms, so naturally he couldn't let Linglong touch it casually.

When Linglong leaned over and opened the middle door, he suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Linglong's throat again.

This time, Jiang Nan used more force than last time.

Linglong is almost suffocating.

"Impossible! You have clearly fallen into my trap!" Linglong screamed with difficulty.

"Are you a fairy? It's not like I don't have one."

Jiang Nan smiled disdainfully, pinched Linglong's throat and stood up. He took out a porcelain bottle from his arms with his left hand, flicked the cork away with his fingers, and shook it in front of Linglong's nose.

It was the bottle of Immortal Pour obtained from Wandu Boy.

After several uses, only the last bit is left. It is of little use to Jiangnan today.

I just took it out and pretended to be...well, in front of the White Lotus Saint, to shock this White Lotus Saint.

Linglong's whole body went limp and she couldn't move for a moment.

If Jiang Nan hadn't pinched his throat, he would have fallen to the ground just like Jiang Nan just now.

"How can it be?"

Although the person couldn't move, Linglong's heart was flashing with this question crazily.

The little bit of magic hidden in her mouth, even as the Linglong White Lotus Saint, cost a huge price.

Linglong has a profound understanding of the preciousness of the immortals.

Unexpectedly, the "talented man" whom he targeted was not only unaffected by the magic spell, but also casually took out a bottle.

The successive failures suddenly shook the confidence that Linglong had accumulated over the years.

Jiang Nan let go and gently placed the immobile White Lotus Saint on the ground.

Lean over.

Just like the other person did to him just now, he reached out and touched the other person's arms.

Jiang Nan could clearly feel the shame and anger in the eyes of the White Lotus Saint and the rapid breathing, but he did not stop his movements because of this.
Chapter completed!