Chapter two hundred and sixty-four near ancient treasures
This river and lake has always been in turmoil, and the grievances and hatreds in this world are like the tides that come and go, sometimes turbulent, sometimes gentle.
But just like a big wave washes away the sand, only the heroes of time can stay, and most of the people in this world are actually just ordinary warriors washed away by the waves.
And these ordinary warriors are only ninth or tenth rank. Among them, there can be eighth rank. The seventh rank is already a master who can make a famous name in the martial arts, let alone those who can be promoted to the third rank.
Zongheng is the real strong man.
So... Han Feng now faced this group of martial artists who were crazy for wealth, and he was completely overwhelmed in terms of martial arts level and actual combat effectiveness.
With his foot on the handle of the Jinghai Sword, Han Feng glanced ahead.
The hundreds of Jianghu people who faced Han Feng felt like lambs being stared at by wild beasts, and chills began to creep down their spines...
However, money still moved people's hearts. Although many warriors did not dare to step forward under the shock of Han Feng, the madness for money and fame still spread among the crowd...
A suppressed voice came from the crowd:
"Submit it to the country? Why?"
"Yes, Jianghu is Jianghu's business! Why should the wealth of Jianghu people be handed over to the court's hawks!?"
"That's right! When you talk about handing it over to the country, you probably don't want to keep it all to yourself!"
Listening to the commotion of the group of warriors in front, Han Feng felt a little irritated, and directly raised the Jinghai Sword in his hand. The "Emperor's Qi Watching Technique" triggered the "Zhou Liu Liuxu Gong", and the rioting Qi caused by the disharmony
It greatly increased the power of Han Feng's sword energy.
Whispering his sword, the moon-white robe of the swordsman in white was swept away by the strong wind brought by the sword energy.
The knife struck down, and a trumpet-shaped crack appeared on the ground that was more than ten feet long...
The martial arts heroes were frightened by Han Feng's sword and retreated one after another.
Han Feng held the sword in his right hand, put the Jinghai sword on his shoulder, and looked at the Jianghu guests in front of him again:
"What? Do you want to rebel? You live in Liguo's land but you don't want to follow Liguo's laws!?"
Han Feng's voice became more and more intense as he spoke. The Jinghai knife in his hand drew an arc and pointed at the martial arts heroes in front of him:
"You all claim to be chivalrous and heroic people in the world, and you keep saying that you look down on the court and the government... What do you think of finding a place to take care of yourself... The people are managed by the court, disasters are treated by the court, and roads are built.
, building embankments and building bridges, what kind of thing is not done by the imperial court... After you martial arts people are finished fighting and killing, who will clean up the end for you... Can you really have a little shame? Can you speak up?
Be a little more careful and a little smarter?"
Han Feng used the technique of "Lion's Roar" when he spoke, and his voice echoed in the valley, exploding in people's ears like Buddhist thunder.
At the same time, the force field of the "Emperor's Qi Watching Technique" was fully activated, shaping Han Feng's entire aura into that of a humanoid ferocious beast...
[The emperor looks up to his anger, laughs and kills people] Today, Han Feng has developed a courage that is different from ordinary people.
A person facing hundreds of people...thousands of people can still curse heartily. This scene is simply very emotional.
While Han Feng was scolding, Xu Can and Liu Minghua came from outside the valley with the troops of the Xuanjian Division in Yunchen City, and opened a passage all the way to behind Han Feng. Hundreds of elites from the Xuanjian Division came to Han Feng's back.
Han Feng built up his momentum, and came with him the soldiers and horses of the Yunchendu Zhenwu Hall and the police officers of the Yunchendu Patrol Department... It can be said that the official power of Yunchendu is not only needed to maintain basic public order, but also manpower.
…It’s all here already…
Hundreds of imperial warriors surrounded Han Feng to confront the martial arts heroes in the valley, and the scene fell into a brief silence...
The heroes were frightened by Han Feng and did not dare to enter again... but at the same time they were unwilling to give up the opportunity in the Shentian ruins.
As for Han Feng... I scolded him too loudly just now... Now I don't know what to say...
At this awkward moment, Zen Master Kong Kong from the Golden Buddha Temple came forward with a jingling golden Zen staff in his hand:
"Amitabha~ What Master Han just said is reasonable. I agree with it very much. Even my Buddhist sect also has a solemn paradise and the teachings of benefit and sentient beings are quite supportive of the imperial rule~"
The old monk first came up and praised him, which made Han Feng completely unable to say anything bad to him.
But no matter what he said, Han Dijun, as the cult leader of a well-known terrorist organization in Liguo... just listened... Han Feng himself didn't fully believe what he just said...
After taking a serious look at Zen Master Kong Kong, Han Feng recalled in his mind who this old monk was. Without Bai Zhijian introducing him next to him, it would indeed be hard for Han Feng to recognize these famous figures in the world.
"Looking at the costume of this master, he should be an eminent monk from the Golden Buddha Temple in Fuyuan, right? But I don't know which Zen master is in front of him?"
Chaishan Temple is located in Yunchen City. As the abbot of Chaishan Temple, Zen Master Miaoxing knew Han Feng. At this time, he came over and introduced:
"Zen Master Kong Kong is the head of the inner courtyard of the Golden Buddha Temple, and he is also the most active eminent monk in our Buddhist sect in recent years. Chief Han can spend more time with Zen Master Kong Kong~"
When Han Feng heard the master's Buddhist name "Kong Kong", he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and nodded to Zen Master Kong Kong:
"Amitabha, it turns out to be the Master of Emptiness. I wonder what the Master has taught me~"
"It's natural that I wouldn't take it seriously as a teaching." Kong Kong waved his hand, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his right hand and turning the beads one by one with his thumb, "It's just that the poor monk did have some thoughts to express~"
Han Feng knew that he could not stop these powerful martial arts sects, and he had no intention of being persistent, so he nodded and extended his hand to invite:
"It doesn't matter if you ask me, master. I'm all ears~"
Zen Master Kong Kong smiled kindly, still slowly turning the rosary beads in his hand, and said softly:
"The imperial court is in charge of the whole country, and it does shoulder the heavy responsibility of managing this thousands of miles of territory, but everything is inseparable from a fate. Even if the imperial court spans a lifetime, it cannot cut off the fate of this world, just like in this foreign wonderland.
The treasure is destined to my Buddhist sect, so the court cannot ignore the fate, right?"
This Zen Master Kong looks kind-hearted, but when he opens his mouth, he is using the power of Buddhism to suppress others.
Following his words, the Jianghu warrior who was originally frightened by Han Feng began to make moves again.
There are still people in the crowd talking about "treasures that are kept by the virtuous"...
Han Feng glanced around and saw that the eyes of the Jianghu guests were full of greed, and even the aristocratic sects could not hide their ambitions.
Han Feng's philosophy is... If you want to compete with wild beasts, you have to be wilder, more ferocious, and crazier than them!
"I know... you all came here for a purpose... to get rich, to become famous, to practice peerless martial arts..." Han Feng was silent for a few breaths, then spoke slowly, his voice echoing in the valley, "But... the
If it belongs to the imperial court, it must belong to the imperial court... According to the imperial court's tax collection rules, I, the Xuanjian Division, will get 10% of the treasures seen in the ruins first, and we will each grab the rest according to our abilities... Who agrees?
Who objects?"
As he spoke, there was an astonishing earthquake at the entrance to the golden Shentian ruins, and a long white jade sword emitting colorful light rushed out from the golden entrance.
Exudes the brilliance of five-color ink!
The martial arts heroes in the valley all focused their attention on the white jade sword, and Zen Master Kong Kong's expression even changed.