The inner energy of Tianxin Jue circulates endlessly, and the mood is peaceful, but there is also a hint of anger.
He has greater ambitions towards the Guangming Holy Religion and wants to master the Guangming Holy Religion for his own use. Now he has gained Sun Mingyue's full trust. With a few more great achievements, his prestige within the sect will be even greater.
By that time, his power will only be lower than that of Sun Mingyue. Once he says it, the members of the Guangming Holy Religion will obey him, and he can do many things for him with the help of the Guangming Holy Religion.
Therefore, he regarded the Holy Sect of Light as his own force and rashly killed a branch. He was extremely angry, as if his own pet had been killed. He hated the murderer especially and quickly destroyed it.
Anger and tranquility were originally opposites, but now under the operation of Tianxin Jue, they are strangely compatible and in a strange state.
He suddenly felt that the world had suddenly become quiet, as if the world had stopped moving, time had stopped passing, everything was still, and his mind was exceptionally peaceful. He could do what he liked at will, all constraints were removed, and his mind was completely free and agile.
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With a flash of inspiration, he used the inner power of Tianxin Jue to activate the Sky-Peering Technique.
A cold breath flowed over his hand and entered his mind. A distorted shadow suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. This distorted shadow gradually became clearer, and he could clearly see who was inside and what was happening.
As this scene unfolded, the breath in my mind dissipated, my eyes regained clarity, and what I had seen before suddenly seemed like a dream.
He squinted his eyes slightly. This was the sky-gazing technique under the star stone. It was indeed different from the sky-gazing technique he performed. It was a completely different situation!
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A bright moon hung high in the middle of the night sky, slowly shedding its clear light, and everything around it became mysterious, as if there were countless mysteries hidden in the dark, and they would jump out at any time.
Since the armistice between Daqiu and Dali, Luoqiu City has suddenly become prosperous.
The trade between the two countries has reopened, and Luoqiu City is where the trade market between the two countries is located. The retaliatory rebound in trade affected by the war has made Luoqiu City several times more prosperous than usual, making Luoqiu City go from desolate to prosperous in a short period of time.
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There is a large house on a street next to Central Street, which is the Hu Nu Tang where the White Tiger Sect is located.
Even in the middle of the night, the street is still lively and bustling with bright lights, but the location of Hunutang is quiet, and people seem to have fallen asleep.
Ten shadows in dark gray attire quietly landed in the courtyard of Hu Nu Tang.
Their feet were silent, their clothes were silent, and they came to the outside of a house. The four of them looked outside. The two of them put their hands on the door, and silently opened the door. The remaining four
People get into the house.
There were two muffled groans in the room, and then silence returned, and four people floated out.
They each had their own division of labor, cooperated tacitly, and solved the problem neatly. The two disciples of the Tiger's Fury Hall had died silently. They got into another room again, and then two more disciples of the Tiger's Fury Hall died silently.
"Who is this?" A shout suddenly echoed through the entire Hunu Hall.
Suddenly the lights came on.
The huge and quiet Tiger Fury Hall suddenly became brightly lit. All the disciples ran out of the house. More than a hundred people surrounded the courtyard in the blink of an eye. Ten men in gray clothes were exposed to the light and were stared at by everyone, ready to pounce on them at any time.
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Four middle-aged men in white suits came slowly, and everyone hurriedly made a way. The four middle-aged men in white suits were divided into two teams and stood on the left and right. Zhang Teng walked out of the hall in the middle. He was wearing a large nightgown and his face was expressionless.
He glared gloomily at the ten men in gray clothes present.
The ten men in gray clothes did not hide their faces and looked at Zhang Teng and the others calmly.
"The Perfect Monk!" Zhang Teng's face was so gloomy that water could drip from his face.
In the center of the ten people stood a tall and burly monk, his bald head shining brightly under the lamplight, his eyes as bright as torches. He titheed calmly and calmly, and suddenly showed a bright smile: "Hall Master Zhang, I'm sorry!
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"What are you doing!" Zhang Teng said coldly: "Kill my Tiger Fury Hall disciple for no reason, what are you going to do?"
"Haha, Hall Master Zhang's question is funny." A sarcastic smile appeared on Zhishan's handsome face: "Isn't it obvious? We are here to kill people and avenge our Daqiu soldiers!"
"Do you want to restart the war?" Zhang Teng asked in a deep voice: "You just stopped the war and started provoking it again. Are you really determined to fight to the death?"
"We have no control over what happens to the army." Zhishan shook his head: "But Dali Wulin, don't think about letting it go. We will continue to kill until you, Dali Wulin, voluntarily admit defeat!"
"What a loud tone!" Zhang Teng sneered: "Okay, then our White Tiger Sect will stay with you until the end!"
"Hall Master Zhang has such a strong tone!" Zhishan said with a smile: "Since your White Tiger Sect can afford to accompany us, let Hall Master Zhang know how powerful you are today. Everyone, take action!"
As soon as he finished speaking, nine men in gray clothes immediately rushed towards the crowd, striking first. The swords and swords flashed, the fists and palms roared, and they fought in a melee. From time to time, a disciple of the Tiger Fury Hall fell down.
Zhishan stood there with a smile on his face, looking at Zhang Teng. Zhang Teng could not move and he could not move. The other nine people were like wolves in a flock of sheep, invincible and unmatched. In a short time, ten disciples of the Tiger Fury Hall had fallen.
Zhang Teng gritted his teeth and glared at Monk Zhishan: "Haicang Mountain, Quedao Palace, you guys join forces and come here!"
"Exactly." Zhishan Monk Heshi smiled and said: "We have three sects joining forces, you also want three sects to join forces? Will the Guangming Holy Church destroy you first?"
"...You did it!" Zhang Teng shouted in a deep voice: "It was you who killed the branch of the Light Holy Cult!"
"At last, I'm not so stupid that I can't be saved." The Supreme Monk shook his head and sighed: "Alas... the world is like a wheel, yin and yang complement each other, and life and death follow each other. Don't worry too much. After your Tiger Fury Hall is destroyed, we will blame you again.
What do you think will happen to the Guangming Holy Cult? Haha!"
He laughed twice, looking extremely happy.
"Such a vicious method!" Zhang Teng gritted his teeth and felt a chill in his heart: "As a Buddhist disciple, you use such vicious methods. Aren't you afraid of retribution?"
"Life is death, death is life, and the cycle of life and death is endless, so why persist?" The Supreme Master shook his head and said, "Don't worry, you only need to go through nine reincarnations after death, and you will be reincarnated as a human being, so don't be afraid."
Zhang Teng stared at him, secretly practicing his skills.
Once the Tiger's Fury Hall is exterminated, if the blame is placed on the Holy Sect of Light, the consequences can be expected.
The disciples of the White Tiger Sect have bad tempers because they practice the White Tiger Magic Kung Fu, and they are like firewood. They will not be as calm as Zhao Dahe. Once they find out that they are killed by the martial arts of the Guangming Holy Sect, they will take action immediately.
The Holy Sect of Light will never be lenient in retaliation. A battle between the two sects will severely damage their vitality, but will allow the real culprits to go unpunished and reap the benefits.
Thinking of this, he felt angry and worried, and suddenly let out a loud roar.
The whistling sound spread out like a tidal wave and could be heard throughout half of Luoqiu City.
The Supreme Monk was calm and composed, shaking his head and saying, "You want to ask them for help, right?"
"You are so brave, Hunutang is not the only family in Luoqiu City!" Zhang Teng snorted coldly.
Monk Zhishan shook his head and sighed: "I'm really sorry, I haven't told Hall Master Zhang this news yet. In fact, we don't just have one manpower. There are people from Tianluo Sect and Chiyangzhang who have gone over to greet them. They have too much time to take care of themselves, so it's impossible
I came to save you, so you should each sweep the snow in front of your own house!"
Zhang Teng frowned and stared at him.
The disciples of the Tiger Fury Hall fell one by one. His heart tightened again and again. His raging anger was almost uncontrollable, but he still held on to a glimmer of hope. There was also Zhao Dahe. They did not include Zhao Dahe. As local snakes, they
No one knew that Zhao Dahe was coming, and Monk Zhishan and the others must not have known either.