The mere word "district" illustrates the cruelty of the orthodox struggle.
It is different from the battle of the holy way, but more cruel, continuous, and integrated into the competition in the inheritance!
Confucianism and Taoism, the hatred that has been passed down since the founding of Taoism by the two ancestors countless years ago, has long been above any personal hatred.
It is no longer clear who is right and who is wrong.
Wei Quyang struck out with his sword without holding anything back. If Wu Ming hadn't seen it clearly, the outcome would never have been much better.
But he saw clearly that the cause and effect was broken, but another kind of cause and effect was left behind.
Even if the Wei family wants revenge, Wu Ming will be merciful because of his sword.
Even if someone dares to use this to suppress the Wei family, Wu Ming will help him or her.
After all, this sword not only killed the cause and effect, but also killed the national master Zhiyuan Daojun with one sword, which was not a small favor.
In normal times, even if Wei Quyang's sword could have shaken the power of this saint, it would not be able to reach the level it is today.
But just before that, Li Qingge, the best swordsman in the world, struck the Langzhong Tiangong Courtyard with his sword for some unknown reason.
Although outsiders have no way of knowing the cause and result, looking at the color of the sky and the earth, and the reversal of the universe, you can tell how intense the fight between the two was.
It is better to offend the Supreme Sword Immortal than to offend the Taoist Tianyan!
This rhyme spread throughout China does not mean that the swordsman is inferior to this Taoist master, but that the former is arrogant, withdrawn, lives for the sword, and cannot use the sword easily.
Looking at the world, Wu Ming was the only one who had the chance to offend his opponent. Li Qingge, who was so excited, used his sword twice, but failed.
But there were too many coincidences, and it was also because the opponent casually struck a sword. But if you underestimate the world's best swordsman because of this, it would be a big mistake!
Now that this person has taken action, no matter how strong Dao Lord Zhiyuan is, he will never be able to escape unscathed.
With Wei Quyang's most powerful sword that could kill the body, kill the Tao, and kill the cause and effect, even if he still had the energy to cause trouble for Wu Ming, he would not be able to go all out.
There is absolutely no difference between the Taoist Zhiyuan in his peak state and the Taoist Zhiyuan who is physically and mentally injured.
Therefore, Wei Quyang helped Wu Ming a lot.
Although there is an element of orthodoxy struggle, it is also a matter of human kindness, and it is also the legacy of Lu Jiuyuan!
Wu Ming was grateful because Wei Quyang did so, which indeed made his trip easier and freed him up to do other things.
Not only that, Pujuer paid the price of a holy Buddha relic to help him deal with Liao Fu's matter, which is now considered a success.
The previous pursuit of the young man was not only to avenge the Seven Stars' fate, but also to save Lu Jiuyuan. Of course, he also wanted to get back the Seven Stars Leng Yue Sword.
Even if it is a broken sword, it cannot be left in this person's hand. This is a precious sword that was fought for with one's life on Longyan Island in the East China Sea. Even if it is broken, it cannot be lost.
Of course, it is not necessary to kill the young man now, but if not, it will not be enough to attract the attention of the Supreme Taoist Lord.
Anyway, Wu Ming himself doesn't have to worry about too many debts, and he doesn't have to worry about too many lice. If he has one more lice, the situation won't be much worse.
Only in this way can the manpower deployed in Tiangongyuan be thrown into chaos. That young man was also one of the main forces chasing Liao Fu, and he was also the commander who coordinated all parties and coordinated everything.
But he was chased by Long Kui, but no help came. It was obvious that he was also plotted by the gambler.
Although the Supreme Taoist Master was strong and could control the lives of the people, he could not control the hearts of the people. How could he have expected that the gambler would give out a bad breath even if he tried his best?
Yes, no matter who has the appearance of a saint, but is kept in a corner, unable to move forward, and even his own future opportunities are deprived of him, the clay figurine will be angry, let alone the unruly gambler!
Just as no one expected that the gambling ghost would come, no one expected that Wei Quyang, an upright and upright old scholar who dared to directly criticize the saint and a highly respected minister, would put aside the hatred between the country and the family and ignore the safety of his family.
, I have to risk my life to kill Yuandaojun with one sword.
As the imperial master of the Mid-Tang Dynasty, Daojun Zhiyuan did not control the government, but with his influence, Taoism had unparalleled influence in the Mid-Tang Dynasty.
If this were not the case, the dignified Duke Zheng would not be unable to protect the Lu family from decline.
After all, Mr. Linyuan's literary reputation is not unparalleled in the world, but he is also the most famous literary giant in the contemporary era. The ancestor of the Lu family, Mr. Guanchao, also started his career in literature.
Although he later gave up writing and studied martial arts, it was precisely because of this that he achieved great fame and was listed as a model of literati and highly respected.
The son of Zhiyuan Daojun was behind the scenes and helped to destroy the Lu family. In the eyes of these old-fashioned Confucianists, he was simply looking at him with naked eyes and an undying desire to destroy himself.
Therefore, although the death of an outstanding grandson made Wei Quyang feel distressed, the fire of hatred caused by the dispute between the orthodox traditions made it impossible for him to let go, so he had the previous sword question.
At this moment, Wu Ming stood in front of the tall and majestic city gate, but his eyes seemed unusually calm.
This is not a pretense, but a true portrayal of the inner self.
Once upon a time, he also thought about what it would be like to come to the most prosperous city in the Central Plains of China again, but he never thought that when he faced the gate, his heart felt as calm as water.
It is said that people are timid when they are close to hometown, but this is not my hometown, only a few old friends.
"Who's going to pop up next?"
The corner of Wu Ming's mouth curled up slightly, and he rode into the city without any cover-up. He seemed to have no regard for this majestic city.
As for the mood of those in power in the city at this time, he couldn't understand it, or he really didn't take it to heart.
What was unexpected and extremely strange was that from beginning to end, there was not a single spy secretly following him.
Perhaps, Wei Quyang's sword had cut off the courage of those people before.
"It's so boring!"
Wu Ming shook his head in disappointment.
This was very different from what I expected. I originally thought that there would be countless arrogant warriors jumping out, preparing slogans such as slaying demons and defending the way, or besieging or challenging them, but I didn't expect that this would be the case.
After entering the city and walking for more than a dozen streets, he didn't see anyone looking for trouble. Wu Ming was too lazy to do any more useless work and went straight to a Goulan Courtyard in Pingkangfang.
Naturally, he received an unimaginable warm welcome for his arrival. Almost everyone came to him, whether they were fat or thin.
The warriors did not show up to challenge, but there were many literati who became more and more enthusiastic. Some invited to fight, some made friends through literature, and some came simply because of their reputation.
Wu Ming ignored him and dismissed him on the grounds that he had traveled a long distance and was tired of people and horses, and saw no visitors.
Not long after, two beautiful figures came into the courtyard, looking at him with complicated expressions. It was hard to tell whether they were resentful, hateful, or angry.
If we talk about enmity, the two sides have had it since that time.
If it weren't for Li Twelve's persecution, Wu Ming wouldn't have made the plan to poison Li Wenzhao and the direct descendants of the Li Tang royal family, and finally attracted Li Qingge, who narrowly escaped death.
Later, Li Twelve Niang even used secret techniques to send Li Sisi and Chu Chu to contact Lu Jiuyuan's disciple, Zhao Wanru, the second princess of the Eastern Song Dynasty royal family.
It seems that Zhao Wanru was bewitched by Lu Ziqing, but in fact the latter just wanted Wu Ming to defeat the power, and also wanted to take the opportunity to disturb Jin Lin's sight, so as to seize the Eastern Song Dynasty Dragon Qi that Zhao Wanru was carrying.
Otherwise, how could Zhao Yingluo be pregnant with a child just once?
Zhao Wanru can't see anyone alive now, and she can't see her body after death. With Lu Ziqing's temperament, she is probably dead.
This poor woman, but no one cares about her fate.
If we talk about friendship, whether it was the acquaintance between Wu Ming and Li Sisi in Bianliang in their early years, or their later friendship with Chu Chu, they treated each other with sincerity and their fate was not shallow.
It's a pity that things went against our wishes, and fate played a trick on us, resulting in the current situation.
"Master asked us to cooperate with you in your actions in the capital!"
The two women didn't know what to say. After all, they were plotting against Wu Ming and even the blood of his descendants. This was an indisputable fact.
But before that, Wu Ming also killed their sisters, which is also true.
As things stand now, there is no right or wrong, only official business!
"The Red Sleeve Recruitment is well-informed, please check a few things for me!"
Wu Ming looked indifferent and threw a jade slip to the two women.
Although the friendship between the two parties was not shallow, from the time when the two women obeyed the master's orders and prepared to attack his daughter, all the friendship no longer existed.
There is a difference between closeness and distance. If the two girls choose to follow their master's orders regardless of their friendship, he will naturally choose his daughter!
The two women did not rush to check the jade slip. They opened their red lips lightly and closed them several times. The thousands of words they said turned into silent laments in Wu Ming's indifferent expression. In the end, they turned around and left without saying anything.
They don't know, maybe they know that this is the best choice for both parties.
Li Twelve Niang has demonic obstacles in her heart, she is as obsessed as a demon, and she is even more arrogant. She will never let go of her hatred of severing her ways.
Even if Wu Ming really ignores the past grudges, can the two women refuse the teacher's order and stop plotting against Wu Ming?
It’s difficult because there is a difference between closeness and distance!
As far as the two girls were concerned, Wu Ming was an outsider after all, far inferior to Li Twelve Niang who had no nurturing and teaching skills. Otherwise, there would not have been any plotting against Wu Ming's daughter back then, but she would have secretly supported them.
Even if a little bit of news is leaked or a warning is given, there will not be a scene like Wu Ming's ruthless devastation in Ten Thousand Monster Mountain.
"Come out, your Excellency has followed me all the way, and you can still hide the red sleeves' formation from perception. I guess you are not an unknown person, why should you hide your head and show your tail, and lose your identity for nothing!"
Wu Ming tapped his fingers on the table, and after about a cup of tea, he suddenly said calmly.
Strangely, there was no response from the hospital.
"Since Your Excellency is unwilling to come out, I can only..."
Wu Ming gave a cold expression and casually pointed a finger.
A drop of water appeared in the cup of tea, disappeared like a flash of sword light, and landed on the rockery in the courtyard. The water mist splashed around, causing ripples, and a shadow could be seen looming behind it.
"Black and white are impermanent!"
Wu Ming's pupils shrank and his expression suddenly darkened.
Because, it was not one figure, but two figures, one white and one black, wearing a high hat and having a long tongue, which looked very much like the legendary ghost angel from the underworld.
In addition to the fact that he had only sensed a breath before, which made him quite surprised, there was also the fact that, looking around the state, no one dared to dress up like this without any taboos, except for one of the three major killer organizations, the oldest and mysterious Wu Chang.
Outside the alliance, there is no second choice.
Wu Ming debuted for ten years, and had the deepest tangle with Hongxiuzhao. He had been spied on by Hell Gate once or twice, but this was the first time he actually met with the Wuchang Alliance!
ps: Happy holidays, haha, Mu Chen still has to code, so I won’t say more!