While he was in a trance, Su Ji's voice suddenly sounded outside the door. Wuxu raised his hand and opened the door slightly. Su Ji stepped in, took two steps forward, clasped his hands towards Wuxu, and said hurriedly, "Master,
When I just came back, I saw a Taoist priest, holding a wooden fish, blocking several monks who claimed to be Lianfa Feng nearby, questioning him non-stop, and seemed to be looking for you, Master."
Wuxu smiled slightly, "That wooden fish is red with blood and looks very scary."
"Exactly. That wooden fish is as red as blood, very strange and ominous. After taking a second look, the junior felt his ears ringing and his heart palpitating, and the blood all over his body accelerated inexplicably." Su Ji answered with a trace of fear on his face.
If this is not Xuanjizi, who else? A Taoist priest, holding such a weird blood-red wooden fish, who else but Xuanjizi? That blood-red wooden fish was obtained by him and Wuxu when they broke into a forbidden area in the Demon Prisoner Peak
Things. As for why Xuanjizi is looking for me? This needs a few words to explain.
From the moment he decided to rush to Qiankun Island, join the secret market, and look for Lu Yeqing, Wu Xu secretly sent a message to Liu Bowen and Xuan Jizi: Come to the secret market of Yunhai Mirage Realm on Qiankun Island quickly to plan for great things.
But when he arrived at Qiankun Island, Wuxu met Changsun Chi and learned that Lu Miaoying and others of the Hidden Moon Sect were trying to kill him, so he changed his mind, disguised himself, and stayed here behind closed doors, only staying in the mirage realm of the sea of clouds.
Before the start of Nami City, I got in touch with Liu Bowen and Xuan Jizi. But I didn’t expect that Xuan Jizi would arrive so early.
, counting the days, he arrived at Qiankun Island three days in advance. In the past few days, because Ba Siba, the incarnation of the Dharma Realm, has been by his side, he did not want Ba Siba to see Xuan Jizi and Liu Bowen, so he kept
Without replying to his summons, he impatiently stopped the monk when he saw him and followed his traces.
Does he care about himself so much? Or does he also know that he is being investigated by Lu Miaoying and others? Depending on the situation, it is better for him to meet them first. Wuxu thought of this, so he took Su Ji out of the room.
, came to the restaurant in front.
At this time, it was already three o'clock in the night. There were only a few people in the restaurant. Wuxu found a round table with huanghuali and ordered a pot of the so-called West Lake Longjing. Su Ji, who looked about forty or fifty years old, was skillfully respectful.
Standing aside, he looked like an old servant. Wuxu had told him many times that he did not
He cares about these things. But Su Ji said that since he follows Wuxu, and Wuxu's level of cultivation is higher than his own, he naturally has to adhere to the etiquette of juniors. He also said that if he and Wuxu were on an equal footing, outsiders would inevitably misunderstand, and it would inevitably bring about all kinds of problems.
It was inconvenient. Wuxu thought about it for a while, then acquiesced and let him go.
As soon as the West Lake Longjing tea was served, Xuanjizi appeared. His eyes were shining with a compelling light, and he was still dressed in Taoist attire, with jade hairpins tied in his hair, Bagua covering his body, a whisk in one hand, and a wooden fish in the other. He just moved his hands and feet.
, vaguely unruly, a little wild, a hint of devilish aura, not visible in the night, but an invisible killing aura came with the wind and rain.
The waiter in the restaurant was excited and exhausted. He hesitated for a moment, and then rushed forward to greet him. But Xuanjizi looked in the direction of Wuxu and smiled, but the smile was like a black flower.
It was hard to get close to him. The other guests in the restaurant stood up and left their seats in silence, trying to escape from the scene of imminent bloodshed. There was one person who was rolling and crawling without any trace of monkish demeanor.
Wuxu looked at Xuanjizi walking towards him, smiled bitterly, and said jokingly, "Friend Taoist, why are you so troublesome? In the dark night, you are so bright and attentive that you almost blinded the young monk's eyes.
.”
Xuanjizi watched the drinkers leave and waved to the waiter, "A pot of blue heart, a plate of duck heads." After saying that, he sat swaggeringly in front of Wuxu, "Tonight, it's windy and cold.
, how can you do without drinking? West Lake Longjing, the more you drink, the colder it gets."
A spiritual thought came, but it was Master Baoyin, the incarnation of Basiba Dharma Realm, who noticed the aura of Xuanjizi. Wuxu only said that he was a subordinate of Zhao Tong, and he brought it to him. He wanted to inquire about something.
Xuan Jizi also seemed to be aware of it. When Master Baoyin's spiritual thoughts receded, he sneered at Wuxu and said, "Which Buddhist monk is this?"
Wuxu shook his head slightly, raised his hand and wrote on the round table, "The incarnation of Basiba is here." This was exactly how the two had a secret conversation before in the Danmen of Qiankun Island.
Xuanjizi touched the table with his palm and moved his fingers slightly, "Did you know that Qiankun Dao is looking for you everywhere?"
Wuxu, with a cold face, nodded slightly, and wrote, "This invitation to fellow Taoists is to discuss a major matter." Then he raised his finger and wrote again, "Open a black market!"
Black market? Xuanjizi, obviously stunned. Is it so easy to open a black market? If you have no power and power, if you set up a roadside stall, people will chase you away; if you have no money and no power, you can't even drink a glass of water. Why open a black market?
Moreover, from a certain point of view, this black market has nothing to do with your realm and cultivation level. If you realize the void, so what if you are a true spiritual monk? How many resources do you have?
Xuan Jizi looked at Wuxu seriously; but Wuxu clearly saw well-intentioned suspicion and ridicule in his eyes.
Wuxu had already expected this and wrote three words on the round table, "Xuanyingmen".
Xuanjizi suddenly raised his head slightly, his eyes sparkling as he stared at Wuxu.
Xuanyingmen, Xuanjizi naturally knows that the assassination organization of monks in the human world.
That’s right! It’s an assassination!
Wuxu nodded meaningfully to Xuanjizi and said to Xuanjizi, "Xuanyingmen was originally created by the Black Dragon Envoy. The six peaks of Lushan Mountain were opened, and Xuanyingmen existed in name only. I happened to meet him in Dinghai City, Zhoushan.
Nine people. They are also in Lushan now."
A pot of Blue Heart was brought to the table cautiously by the boy. Su Ji filled it up for Wuxu and Xuanjizi, and then stepped aside.
Xuanjizi thoughtfully picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and then smiled and said, "They are not easy to kill!" But he thought Wuxu wanted to deal with Lu Miaoying and others.
Wuxu shook his head, "That's another thing." After a pause, "The secret market in the Mirage Realm is about bartering. But this black market is about exchanging lives for things, which is actually very fair. Moreover,
Don't kill anyone who is not a treacherous and evil person. It is said to be a black market, but it is just a dark and windy place where people like to kill people. In fact, it is extremely refreshing. "
Xuanjizi couldn't help but think deeply. He never thought that when Wuxu came to him, he actually proposed to set up an assassination organization and open an assassination black market! No matter what Wuxu said, "No one will be killed unless he is a treacherous and evil person", Xuanjizi knew it deeply.
, if it is carried out and done well, it will have power and resources. If it is not done well, it will become an evil terrorist organization and a street rat.
But for Xuanjizi, who is now a member of the devil's path, this proposal is really palatable and full of temptation.
Xuanjizi suddenly smiled and said, "This is a good idea." He tapped his fingers on the table slowly, not knowing what he was thinking in his mind.
When Wuxu saw this, he stopped talking and stood up and said, "Fellow Taoist, you might as well take a closer look at the details. We will discuss it again after fellow Taoist Liu arrives." After that, he took Su Ji and left.
That night, the wind and rain were very strong. It was dark and cold outside the corridor. Wuxu formed the Dharma Boundary Seal of the Great Sun Tathagata on his hand and operated the Vajra Indestructible Hidden Dharma Door. A layer of golden halo was emitted from his body, and Su Ji was also enveloped in it. There was no rush.
Walk slowly.
Suddenly, there was a soft sound in the dark night sky, and a demonic shadow flew quickly. Wuxu knew that this was Han Shuanghua. Thinking of Han Shuanghua's sweet words to his wife Li Mingshan just now, Wuxu said, "Where is the monster, sneaking in the night?"
?!"
The Vajra Secret Cause of Life and Death Buddha beads came out of his hand, trapping Han Shuang in the air. Suddenly he saw his body appear, with a ferocious face, and the shadows of his ten fingers were extremely slender. Among the one hundred and eight white bones and skulls, he looked like
Demon.
Wuxu was about to kill him when Xuanjizi's spiritual consciousness came over and said, "Be merciful! This person will be useful if you keep him."
Wuxu had to slowly stop his hand and said secretly, "I didn't expect that Xuanjizi and this person had an old relationship, so they must have contacted each other secretly. Either way, that's fine." It didn't matter what Xuanjizi wanted to keep this person for.
How do people meet and leave with Suji.
In the restaurant, Han Shuang escaped, flew to Xuanjizi, and saluted, "Thank you, Taoist Master Xuanji, for your rescue." Xuanjizi narrowed his eyes slightly, motioned for him to sit down, and then said, "Outside, it's not as good as Prisoner of Demon Peak.
You were so arrogant just now, your demonic energy leaked out, and if you fell into the eyes of a righteous master, you would inevitably be killed. Fortunately,
I still have some friendship with this person." Before Xuanjizi became a demon, he was a well-known disciple of the Quanzhen sect. He had many contacts and was well-informed. This was an inexplicable closeness to Han Shuang, who had also been a member of the righteous path before.
.In addition, Xuanjizi, at this moment, is a real monk, and he is also alone in the Prisoner Demon Peak.
Therefore, facing Xuan Jizi who had just rescued him, Han Shuang behaved like a junior. Quietly waiting for Xuan Jizi to finish speaking, Han Shuang respectfully said yes while giving Xuan Jizi the teacup in front of him.
Pour full.
Xuanjizi looked at a pot of West Lake Longjing and a pot of Heart Blue wine on the round table. He raised his teacup and murmured, "It's a pity that there is a pot of wine."
Han Shuang said hurriedly, "Junior deserves to die. I saw the Taoist priest had tea in his cup before, so he made his own decision and misunderstood."
Xuanjizi waved his hand gently, "That's all." After a pause, he said casually, "The magic flower that day is not an ordinary thing. And, as far as I know, there are people on our Demon Prisoner Peak who are also interested in it.
In Bide. Are you ready?"
Han Shuang's expression changed and he asked, "Who else knows this news?"
Mysterious child, like a cat watching a mouse, the tea in the cup is still steaming, but the tone in his mouth is as cold as the night rain outside the window, "That bitch Yang Yingrong went down the mountain the day before yesterday, and must have arrived at Qiankun Island now."
Yang Yingrong was a disciple of the Great Freedom Palace of Heaven and Earth. She relied on secret techniques to go down to the snowy plateau of the human world and kidnapped Yangjin Zhuoma, the daughter of a chieftain. She first seduced the third prince of Yuanting, Baltsoda, in the human world.
Later, in Fenghuang Ridge, Laoshan Mountain, northwest of Yingtian Mansion, Zhao Tong was empowered with demonic energy using the Xuanyin Yun Demonic Array, causing him to enter the demonic path. These two things had a profound impact. One, the last
In the end, Yuan Ting was overthrown, which made Wu Xu feel regretful and heartbroken. However, the culprit was appreciated and rewarded by the master of the Great Freedom Palace. Although, on the Demon Prisoner Peak, Zhao Tong was a saint.
Female, but in terms of actual influence and potential power, she is the only one. For Han Shuang, Yang Yingrong was like a towering devil peak, weighing on his heart and making him breathless.
Sure enough, Xuanjizi pointed out the three words Yang Yingrong, and Han Shuang froze immediately. His face was no longer ferocious, his lips moved slightly unconsciously, but he couldn't say a word, as if he had changed again.
The little Shuang'er who was bullied at Ziyangmen.
"Humph!" A cold snort came out from Xuanjizi's nostrils, shocking Han Shuang to the point where he could not help but shiver.
"If that's the case for you, you'd better go back to the Devil's Prisoner Peak alone as soon as possible, so as not to hurt your lonely master's wife! Let me tell you another news, your good master, Yue Feiyang, the leader of the Ziyang Sect, did not die that day!"
"What! That bitch is not dead yet?! Why is that?!" Han Shuang was shocked and angry!
Little did he know that Wuxu was entrusted by Li Mingshan to rescue Yue Feiyang that day. Unexpectedly, Yue Feiyang had become possessed by the devil, and when he was about to completely save him, Xuanjizi appeared and rescued Yue Feiyang.
Xuanjizi later told Han Shuang that when he felt it, he was already insane and out of breath. Even though he was fed a Yin Demon Pill, he still lost his ability and died.
Xuanjizi chuckled and said, "I don't know this either. I just saw it the day before yesterday. That bitch Yang Yingrong took in a purple-robed subordinate at some point. He was good at using a purple sword, and his long hair covered his face. His attacks were very ruthless.
hot."
Han Shuang's expression changed rapidly, and after a while, he asked word by word, "Has that dog thief also arrived at Qiankun Island?" Demonic energy overflowed from his body uncontrollably, and he raised his hands high,
Ten points pointed to the sky. Outside the window, a bolt of lightning suddenly struck, and Han Shuang's dark figure was tinged with a hint of paleness.
Another bolt of lightning struck, and Han Shuang couldn't help but roar.
Xuanjizi frowned, waved his hand, and set up a sound barrier, then showed an unpredictable smile, drinking West Lake Longjing, and looking at the crazy Han Shuang, as if he was enjoying a rare drama in the world.
Another bolt of lightning struck! This bolt of lightning was unusual. It came straight from the window to Han Shuang. Han Shuang roared, flew up, faced the lightning, and shot away.
This lightning was frighteningly white, and it seemed to contain the endless anger of God! There was also a pen that stretched out from the white lightning, and silver words appeared on the end of the pen. In the night rain, it seemed that God also felt the Han Dynasty.
Shuang was so violent that he sent an immortal to punish him.
At this time, Xuanjizi smiled again, without any movement, and just said in a clear voice, "Brother Qingtian, are you okay? Why bother this poor subordinate like Pindao?"
When Xuanjizi said these words, Han Shuang felt that the wind had calmed down, the rain had stopped, the lightning had disappeared, and the words with a dangerous aura also disappeared inexplicably.
A middle-aged Confucian cultivator with an ancient face and awe-inspiring aura, Liu Bowen, stood in front of Xuan Jizi. He glanced at Han Shuang, and then said to Xuan Jizi, "The so-called good and evil are often nothing more than differences in skills. But
Just now, Liu was in the wind and rain, and saw the fierceness rising into the sky, causing lightning and thunder. If Master Wuxu were here, he would probably take action to slay the demons."
Xuanjizi smiled again, "Master Wuxu, you are right here."
"Oh?" Liu Bowen had just received the message from Xuanjizi and rushed over, but he didn't expect that Wuxu was also here.
The incarnation of the Dharma Realm of Pasiba, Master Baoyin, is here. In order to avoid suspicion, Wuxu did not want the three of them to meet here. Unexpectedly, this mysterious man, for some reason, immediately summoned Liu Bowen after seeing Wuxu.
And Liu Bowen happened to arrive at Qiankun Island.
Wuxu was in the guest room, entering samadhi, and continued to silently meditate on Padmasambhava. Unexpectedly, he was interrupted by Liu Bowen's message. When he learned that Liu Bowen had already arrived, he and Xuan Jizi were waiting for him in the restaurant in front.
. couldn't help but smile bitterly. Then the spiritual consciousness communicated with Master Baoyin and said, "The young monk has two old friends who are acquainted with each other in the human world. Master, there is no need to pay attention."
The main purpose of this incarnation of Pasiba Dharma Realm, Master Baoyin, is to find Lu Yeqing. Wuxu explained clearly, and Master Baoyin sat in meditation without paying any attention to it.
By the time Wuxu arrived at the restaurant in front of him, Han Shuang had already gone back. Wuxu, Liu Bowen, and Xuanjizi had a rare gathering together on this stormy night.
Secretly opening a black market, a black market for assassinations? After hearing this, Liu Bowen was silent and looked at Wuxu, as if he were looking at a mysterious figure who had become possessed.
Who doesn't understand that look in his eyes? Xuan Jizi laughed out loud.
Wuxu clasped his hands together and said with compassion, "Brother Qingtian, Confucianism is so powerful and upright, do you really not know how to adapt?"
Liu Bowen asked, "What does it mean to be flexible? Is assassination considered to be flexible?"
Wuxu sighed. He really didn’t understand the darkness of night during the day. He became a great monk, so he figured out his identity. You are a real monk, so what? How many resources do you have? How much power do you have? You flew to this vast mountain in Lushan
In the sea of clouds, if you raise your arms and call out, how many people will respond? Not to mention the response.
Wuxu felt that in this regard, Liu Bowen and Xuanjizi really had to learn from the "revolutionary predecessors". Think back then, Sun Yat-sen, Wang Jingwei, Chiang Kai-shek, and the Communists, who didn't commit assassinations?
?Internal strife-style assassinations, such as the assassination of Song Jiaoren
, the assassination of Tao Chengzhang, not to mention the mutual assassinations between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party. In the early days, reactionaries were rampant and the revolutionary martyrs were weak. It became a routine to assassinate leaders, undermine the enemy's arrogance, and create a sensational atmosphere.
Options.Wang/Jingwei,thorn
He failed to kill Zaifeng, the regent of the Qing Dynasty, but he achieved great success by "leading the sword to achieve success and live up to his youth"; similarly, Chiang Kai-shek/Shi assassinated Tao Chengzhang and accomplished what Sun Yat-sen/Zhongshan wanted.
Can't say things clearly, thus get Sun/Zhong
Shan's appreciation finally skyrocketed. As for Zhou Enlai and Chen Yun, they led the Special Branch personnel to punish traitors in Shanghai with swords, axes, and silent pistols. Even in the later stages of the Anti-Japanese War, they assassinated traitors and Japanese, which was the blood of many heroes.
Upright song.
"It's hard to see God's will. Although we are real monks, we are weak and in a dangerous place. The six peaks of Lushan Mountain, and even the sea of clouds and other places are under the control of others. We can only follow the trend. When it comes to cultivation,
However, in the realm of real people, resources are scarce. If you want to make a difference, you still have to
Got the shuriken! That day, Waitian Hidden Moon Sect, through Dayan Sect and Danmen of Qiankun Dao, created a secret market, relying on the rare treasures of Tianwaitian and the formation pills of Qiankun Dao. We have no surprises.
There are rare treasures, and there are no formation pills. All we have is this life, so trade it for it!" Old God Wuxu said.
Liu Bowen, Xuanjizi, remained silent. Wuxu said it grandly, but assassination is assassination, or assassination is the same. It is not tolerated in the world and has taboos. The so-called life in exchange, although most of them are taken.
Although other people's lives have to be changed, the three of them can't really stay out of it.
"Haha, I didn't expect that Pindao replaced Master Wuxu and became the elder of the Xuanying Sect in order to avoid being chased by the Quanzhen Cult. I thought that after going to Lushan, I would no longer need it, but I never thought that one day I would return to my old career.
"In the silent restaurant, Xuanjizi was the first to smile, but he was also the first to agree.
Two to one, if Liu Bowen did not agree, I am afraid that the three-person alliance previously formed would collapse. Therefore, after a while, Liu Bowen glanced at Wuxu and said in a deep voice, "In this case, if we can avoid killing innocent people indiscriminately,
Master Wuxu’s suggestion is actually feasible. Act on behalf of Heaven, cultivate power, obtain resources, and plan for it slowly.”
Thus, the assassination black market began to be established.
On this stormy night, when Wuxu felt many crises, he came up with this proposal out of self-protection. Xuanjizi, who had been possessed by the devil for a long time, readily agreed when he had no worries about killing and was about to make a move.
Liu Bowen, however, did not wait for a long time for Wu Xu to secretly send a message to explain, so he reluctantly agreed temporarily.
As the saying goes
After all, assassination is not popular. If you want to make a revolution, seek it out.
The dog thief is so arrogant that he has nothing to offer in return for his life.