"Then answer my question first." The handsome middle-aged man suddenly smiled: "Otherwise, I will die here."
"...Actually, we don't know either." A middle-aged monk shook his head and said calmly: "I will do it as ordered."
"Then find someone who knows." Jiang Yichuan said angrily, "I don't want to talk to you fools."
The middle-aged monk said calmly: "I'm sorry, but I obey."
"Why can't you find him?" Jiang Yichuan asked, "Did the Imperial Master personally bring him here?"
The middle-aged monk shook his head.
Jiang Yichuan said: "Monk Yuande?"
"...Yes." The middle-aged monk hesitated for a moment and nodded slowly.
Jiang Yichuan said: "Then let Monk Yuande come over and talk."
The middle-aged monk looked at his companions.
They all shook their heads.
"Why, Monk Yuande doesn't dare to see me?" Jiang Yichuan chuckled and said, "Are you afraid that I will suddenly attack and kill Monk Yuande?"
"I hope Donor Jiang will forgive me and follow us back to the temple. Naturally, we can ask our nephew Yuande."
"I have to meet him here, otherwise, I will commit suicide." Jiang Yichuan said angrily: "Hurry up and call him over!"
"Amitabha!" Four middle-aged monks announced the Buddha's name.
Jiang Yichuan shouted: "You stinky monks, if you really want to take action, don't blame me for risking my life to accompany you!"
"Amitabha!" Monk Yuande appeared in front of him.
He was dressed in a bright yellow monk's robe, with a shiny bald head and a face as white as jade. He was as handsome as a jade tree, and his whole body exuded a crystal-clear and warm brilliance.
Jiang Yichuan snorted and said: "Monk Yuande, you finally came out. You are so embarrassed that you are embarrassed to see us, aren't you?"
After monk Yuande pronounced the Buddha's name, he solemnly said: "Donor Jiang, Donor Jin, the sea of suffering is boundless, but when you turn around, you will find shore."
"Monk Yuande," Jiang Yichuan hummed, "Your Miaolian Temple has been looking forward to this moment for a long time, right?!"
There was a sarcastic smile on his lips.
Damiaolian Temple must have regarded the Jiuyuan Sect as a thorn in its side, but it was afraid of the ancestor and did not dare to take action.
Now I finally started.
Jiang Yichuan had a smile on his face, but his heart was cold.
An accident must have occurred to the ancestor, so that the Great Miaolian Temple no longer has any scruples, and the Jiuyuan Holy Sect will finally be destroyed.
Daimyolian Temple must have planned and simulated it countless times, but this time it finally took action.
It is almost impossible for the Nine Yuan Holy Sect to turn around.
Without the ancestor, the Jiuyuan Holy Sect is no match for the Great Myoulian Temple. The monks of the Great Myoulian Temple may appear to be amiable, but in fact they are ruthless.
I just didn’t expect that there would be a secret agent from the Great Myoulien Temple on the top floor of the sect, and the monks from the Great Myoulien Temple were also full of bad ideas!
"Amitabha." Monk Yuande looked at him calmly: "Donor Jiang, Donor Jin, you two will follow me back to the temple. You will have to face the wall to repent for one year, convert to our temple, change your mind, and make more meritorious deeds to atone for your previous sins."
"Who is the secret spy?" Jiang Yichuan suppressed the smile on his face: "Say this name, and I will let you go."
Monk Yuande looked at him calmly.
Jiang Yichuan also looked at him calmly, showing his uncompromising attitude.
Monk Yuande said calmly: "Young Master."
"Ha!" Jiang Yichuan pointed at him and smiled at Jin Wandou next to him: "Old Jin, look at this."
Kim Wandou was a tall, muscular middle-aged man, taciturn, and stared at Monk Wondeok with dissatisfaction.
Monk Yuande said calmly: "A poor monk never lies."
"...How is it possible for the young leader!" Jiang Yichuan said solemnly: "He is the young leader!"
He believed what Monk Yuande said.
Monk Yuande never lies. This is one of his Buddhist practices, and everyone knows it.
Monk Yuande said: "Without Old Man Jiuyuan, will the Young Master still be the Young Master? Has anyone ever taken him seriously?"
"...Just because of this, our Nine Yuan Holy Sect was sold?" Jiang Yichuan looked incredulous.
He looked dazed and unbelievable.
I couldn't help but think of what happened before, how the young leader became more and more silent, his methods became more and more severe, and his punishments became more and more severe.
But this actually aroused everyone's rebellious spirit.
Everyone respects the ancestor, but this young leader doesn’t have much ability, so why should everyone be willing to obey orders?
Moreover, they are all messy orders, which are not worth listening to and can be regarded as farts.
In private, everyone talked about the young leader a lot, and they could not help but secretly ridicule the young leader.
I feel that this young leader is a bit pedantic and a bit upright, and it is simply inexplicable that he wants the Jiuyuan Holy Sect to take the right path and join other martial arts sects.
The ancestor is extremely powerful, but no matter how powerful he is, he will sometimes make mistakes. This time, the young leader made a mistake.
This young leader is not like the ancestor and is not worthy to be the true leader of the Nine Yuan Holy Sect. Everyone must still obey the order of the ancestor.
As for the young leader, just be a mascot.
Therefore, the members of the Jiuyuan Holy Sect generally worship the young leader unknowingly.
Is this the young leader's revenge?
But this is the Nine-Yuan Holy Sect, the Nine-Yuan Holy Sect founded by the ancestor. He actually betrayed and destroyed the Nine-Yuan Holy Sect himself. How could he have the face to meet the ancestor?!
Disbelief surged in his heart, uncontrollable doubt, and at the same time, he had a faint belief deep in his heart.
He felt inexplicable panic.
Even the young leader will betray the Nine-Yuan Holy Sect. The Nine-Yuan Holy Sect will really disappear, and the ancestor may be in danger.
Otherwise, the young leader would never dare to do this!
Tanikane
Monk Yuande said calmly: "Two donors, can you go back to the temple?"
"I want to meet the young leader."
"...I will see him after I return to the temple." Monk Yuande was about to say that it was impossible, but the young leader was no longer alive.
He no longer wanted to continue pretending to be the young leader Zhu Yuquan. This time the disguise was a failure.
But before the words were spoken, Fakong's voice sounded in his ears: "Master, hang them up first, don't let the young leader disappear."
Monk Yuande already had great trust in Fakong. After hearing this, he immediately changed his tune.
"It seems that the young leader has fallen into your hands!" Jiang Yichuan sneered: "It's not that the young leader is collaborating with the enemy, but that he was forced by you!"
"...Okay." Jiang Yichuan said coldly: "I want to see if the young leader has surrendered to the enemy!"
Monk Yuande stepped forward, slapped each of their chests, sealed their acupuncture points, and then titheed the four middle-aged monks.
The four middle-aged monks returned the favor, took Jiang Yichuan and Jin Wandou away, and disappeared out of the valley in the blink of an eye.
Monk Yuande stood where he was, turning his head and looking around.
Fakong smiled and said: "Northwest direction."
Monk Yuande turned to look northwest, focused his eyes, and saw Fa Kong. His body turned into a ray of yellow light and landed in front of Fa Kong.
Fakong said: "This is Deputy Sect Leader Mo of the Jade Butterfly Sect."
Monk Yuande tithes.
Ning Zhenzhenheshi said: "Mo Youlan has met Master Yuande."
"Even poor monks have heard of Donor Mo's name." Monk Yuande said, "After all, I have not hidden it from you, Master."
Fakong smiled and said, "It's a blessing to see the Golden Lotus Demon Subduing Formation."
"What a joke." Monk Yuande said, "What did Master mean just now?"
Fakong said: "The young leader is still of great use. If the news spreads, the young leader was ambushed by the Great Miaolian Temple and imprisoned somewhere..."
Monk Yuande suddenly realized.
He understood Fakong's plan at a glance, and the young leader was the bait to lure the fish that slipped through the net.
The Jiuyuan Holy Sect is not a small sect. Even though there are martial arts orders and the martial arts heroes are chasing and killing them, it is inevitable that some fish will slip through the net.
If these fish that slipped through the net had the intention of killing the fish, they would first lurk and wait for the opportunity, and then secretly assassinate the disciples of the Great Myoulien Temple, making it impossible to prevent them.
At this time, the presence of the young leader is their spiritual support, and they will most likely plan to rescue the young leader.
And through the bait of the young leader, it is possible to lure them out, eliminate them one by one, and eliminate future troubles.
Fakong glanced at the Golden Lotus Demon-Conquering Formation in the distance, and saw that it had finished, and all the Nine Yuan Holy Cult masters in the circle were lying down.
The four middle-aged masters who escaped from the formation were also restrained.
He smiled and said: "Master, let's say goodbye."
Monk Yuande tithes: "Thank you so much, Master."
Fakong waved his hand and walked away with Ning Zhenzhen.
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After returning to Ning Zhenzhen's courtyard, Ning Zhenzhen has been meditating, still thinking about the Golden Lotus Demon Subduing Array in his mind.
She was comparing the Golden Lotus Demon Subduing Formation and the Dust Sword Formation.
She received the Dust Sword Formation passed down by Fakong, and her own understanding changed. Now that she saw the Golden Lotus Demon Subduing Formation, she had a new understanding.
Fa Kong did not disturb her.
Now, with a flash of inspiration in her mind, she is in the most suitable state for enlightenment, which can only be met but not sought.
Time passed slowly. Fa Kong looked up at the sky. The sun gradually moved from the east to the center. It was already the right time.
But Ning Zhenzhen had no intention of ending. He was still immersed in understanding, and his eyes were blank and unfocused.
Fa Kong concentrated on her, sensed what she was thinking, and suddenly formed a heart-purifying spell.
It's like a sudden enlightenment.
All the auras in Ning Zhenzhen's mind suddenly collided together, and then condensed into a thick aura.
She stretched out her hand and made a move, and the long sword hanging by the door frame came out of its scabbard, flew into her jade hand, and began to dance.
Fa Kong smiled and stood aside to watch.
Her swordsmanship seems to have no structure, and she strikes here and there in an erratic manner.
But Fakong could see at a glance that she was imitating different people and performing sword skills from different angles.
A quarter of an hour later, Ning Zhenzhen stopped his sword and smiled.
Her eyes were shining and she looked at Fakong with high spirits: "Senior brother, thank you very much."
Fakong smiled and said, "Congratulations."
"It's just a little tinkering." Ning Zhenzhen shook his head and smiled: "It's just a little bit more powerful."
Just add the method of breath communication to the small dust sword array, and then disperse the damage to each other and repair the injuries together.
Fakong smiled and said: "Now the Little Dust Sword Formation is no longer the Little Dust Sword Formation. It is a unique formation. You can rename it."
"...Then let's call it Wei Yuan Sword Formation." Ning Zhenzhen said after thinking about it.
"Micro Yuan Sword Formation...the word Yuan is used well." Fakong smiled and said: "There is energy flowing in the sword technique, and it is full of vitality."
"That's right." Ning Zhenzhen smiled and said, "This is all the result of senior brother."
Fakong laughed.
Ning Zhenzhen said with a smile: "It wasn't because I saw the Golden Lotus Demon Subduing Formation that I had the inspiration to add this mental technique."
Fakong shook his head and refused to accept the credit, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he nodded after a moment: "It's almost enough to pass this level tonight."