In the room, the expression of the old man Chen Zhong who was protecting Xue Ji changed. He was also a Ling Luo, and he had been injured in the fight with the other party.
Now I didn't expect that this person would actually come after me.
Xue Ji, who was in the hospital bed, also heard the sounds outside, his expression changed, and he struggled to get up.
"Don't panic!" Zhang Rongfang stretched out his hand to hold him down. "This is Chenxiang Palace! This is the area of my Taoist Sect! I'll come!" he said righteously.
Xue Ji trembled all over and looked towards him, with a hint of gratitude in his eyes.
But before he could make any other moves, Zhang Rongfang had already turned around and left the room.
Squeak.
The door opened and Zhang Rongfang walked out first, looking up at the yellow-haired old man on the wall.
"This place is the territory of the Great Dao Sect. This senior is the Taoist disciple of the Great Dao Sect, Zhang Ying, and is currently the guardian of the Great Dao Sect.
Mr. Xue Ji has been injured now and has paid a sufficient price. The anger of my predecessors has disappeared. Now why not forgive me and let me go and make peace?"
"Taoist Taoist?" The yellow-haired old man lowered his head and looked at Zhang Rongfang. "You dare to stand up at this time. Do you think I dare not kill you!?"
"Senior, of course I dare, and junior also knows that he is definitely no match.
But for a little dispute of temper and quarrel, it escalates to such a level of hatred, why bother?" Zhang Rongfang sighed.
The yellow-haired old man seemed to be persuaded and stared at Zhang Rongfang for a moment.
"You're quite brave. It's great that the Taoist Cult has a disciple like you!"
His tone softened and he glanced at Zhang Rongfang.
"Forget it, I will give you a face today. Let the man named Xue remember not to let me meet him again, otherwise...hehe!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and swooped down, spreading a pair of black wingsuit-like wings behind his back, like a big bird, and flew towards the distance.
Seeing the other party leave, Zhang Rongfang felt a little emotional.
This Yan Shenjun's body skill is getting slippery. He originally thought it could only be used when jumping from high places, but now it seems that it has a wide range of applications.
Returning to the room, Zhang Rongfang carefully examined Xue Ji's injuries again.
Suddenly I made some unexpected discoveries.
"The injuries on the legs and back are probably not caused by one person, right?" he asked aloud.
"Alas..." Chen Zhong sighed, but stopped talking.
"There is nothing to hide." Xue Ji gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain. "Have I encountered many battles since I was a child? Daozi ignores past grudges and acts in a just and righteous way, so let's just say so."
"Yes." Chen Zhong nodded. "This is another group of people, not members of the esoteric sect, who were attacked. The group's name is Yinhe. They have attacked us several times. They are ruthless. I don't know.
origin."
"Yinhe?" Zhang Rongfang searched his memory and found no organizational force that matched this name.
"This matter must be informed to General Xue as soon as possible." He said solemnly.
"There's no point in informing him. Daozi, don't waste your efforts." Xue Ji's eyes were cold. "In addition, I will remember the kindness of helping you this time. I will repay you in the future!"
"Young Master, you're welcome."
Zhang Rongfang answered, but was a little surprised in his heart. It seemed that there was a story within the Xue family.
But he didn't say anything else, he just quickly checked and tidied up the injuries of the two people, then stood up and said goodbye.
Leave the ward and return to the palace master's study in Chenxiang Palace.
A short, stocky man with a sallow complexion was already waiting there.
"Daozi." He cupped his fists and said. "Everything went well at first, but suddenly a group of people appeared in the middle of the journey. We attacked Xue Ji in advance."
"Oh? What's the result?" Zhang Rongfang became slightly interested.
"That group of people is very strong, and their martial arts are complex, their moves are deadly, and they are well-trained. They don't look like an ordinary force. They call themselves Yinhe, and they should just use a pseudonym to hide their true identity." The man whispered.
He paused and continued: "The most important thing is that they are all deadly. They really want to kill Xue Ji."
"Dead hand? Interesting... It seems that this Xue Ji may not be a knife at all, but was sent here specifically to die..."
Zhang Rongfang suddenly thought of a possibility. Just like Princess Yongxiang before.
Yongxiang back then, thinking about it now, was actually sent to die.
He also saw from some of the injuries on Xue Ji's body that the person who did it was ruthless and had no intention of holding back or offending the royal family, but was focused on killing Xue Ji.
Zhao Zhao rushes towards the vital point.
"Then, do we want to continue taking action?" the man asked cautiously.
"It's safer to continue. After Xue Ji is crippled and his limbs are severed, he can be sent to me for treatment.
At that time, I will treat the traces of martial arts in the name of healing, and check it out to avoid any possibility of recovery." Zhang Rongfang nodded.
"yes!"
The man nodded and then stepped back.
Zhang Rongfang stood alone in the study.
Xue Ji's matter, no matter what hidden story is involved, given his current state and resistance, he will naturally be unable to resist in the future and can be easily dealt with.
The focus now is still on the two people from Xizong...
Judging from the previous losses of counter-sect men, the martial arts of these two men is unfathomable.
If we continue to let them investigate, I'm afraid there will be problems sooner or later.
"Senior Kong Zi...Senior Hui Zi...No matter what, I have to find someone to test it out..."
Zhang Rongfang squeezed his fingers unconsciously. Now there are not many experts in Citong who are qualified to test those two people.
He didn't want his people to die in vain...
Unconsciously, he moved his palms. Now around him, the easiest person to escape in terms of physical skills may be...
*
*
*
Three days later....
Wanghai Temple.
Huijue, wearing a white cassock and holding a Zen staff, was sitting cross-legged in meditation in Wanghai Temple.
The Zen staff was placed flat on his knees, and his hands were also placed on the surface of the Zen staff.
Knees, Zen staff, and hands tremble slightly.
The silent trembling, combined with the silent mouth movements in Huijue's mouth, seemed to be silently chanting sutras.
At this time, apart from him, the only experts in the temple were the dozen or so death row inmates who had just been brought out from Citong Death Row.
After they were ordained, they were considered to have joined the Western Sect, put down their butcher's swords, and became Buddhas immediately.
In this way, the military power of Wanghai Temple has also increased slightly.
But it's okay to let these people out to kill people, but if they are asked to do delicate work, they can't do it at all.
The real pursuit of the counter-sect relies on the collection of intelligence by Zhang Ying, the master of the Chenxiang Palace of the Taoist Sect.
Huijue was doing meditation while thinking about the current situation in her mind.
So far.
Relying on the Chenxiang Palace to guard the yamen and arrest the rebels, some results have indeed been achieved.
But those caught were peripheral, and once interrogated, they were of no value at all.
Except for a bunch of passwords that change at any time, nothing else was found.
This made him feel something was wrong.
laugh.
At this moment, a slight sound of breaking through the air came from outside the temple wall at night.
laugh!
The second sound broke through the air again.
A figure like an iron tower appeared in front of Huijue as if silently. It was Kongsama.
"Guess what I found?" Kong Ding's voice was slightly more relaxed.
"Uncle Master, did you find a clue to the true core of the counter-sect?" Hui Jue's expression remained unchanged.
The information they received from Chenxiang Palace only captured some peripheral information.
You will understand that it is useless to rely solely on outsiders.
Therefore, a few days ago, Kongding began to secretly patrol the countryside around Erythrina every night.
With his strength and body skills, he was able to move around the landscape around Erythrina at high speed in two days.
"I found some interesting things in Huangjing Mountain tonight, which should have been left behind by the previous rebels. Would you like to go and have a look together?" Kong Ding said with a smile.
After searching for so many days, Master Mohuraka has now boarded the ship heading to Western Italy.
But they rarely catch even the outer reaches of the rebel cult.
Because basically all of them have been caught.
Now I finally found another clue.
"Walk."
Huijue felt happy and quickly stood up.
The two of them didn't open the door. They just used their hands to climb over the wall and quickly rushed towards Huangjing Mountain.
With the two people's walking distance, they reached the depths of Huangjing Mountain in just a short while.
Stopped at an open space where there was a martial arts training ground before the Rebellion.
The martial arts training ground is surrounded by forests and filled with mist at night.
"This place is very interesting. You can tell from the remaining dents that there are many people practicing martial arts here daily.
To find this place, I also walked out through the trails leading in and out of the mountains and forests." Kong Ding introduced.
Huijue stepped forward and walked around the martial arts training ground carefully, seeming to be checking something.
"Judging from the traces left, there should have been people moving here not long ago. The number of people should be between fifty and eighty."
Huijue judged.
"Well, it should be within two months. There will still be people here." He added.
Immediately, he raised his head and glanced at the moonlight at night above.
The moonlight casts down from above the dense woods, and when the mist disperses, it feels like a dream.
Huijue's eyes scanned the surroundings, starting from the martial arts field as the center and spreading in all directions.
"Follow me." He seemed to have discovered something.
Take the lead in rushing towards the other direction of the martial arts training ground.
Kongding followed closely behind, not knowing why, but he believed that Huijue could find out new things for him.
Until now, he has never been disappointed.
The two walked one behind the other through a large forest and soon came to a group of empty wooden houses.
Empty wooden houses, quiet and without a single person.
Only the wind in the forest passed through the gaps between the wooden houses, making a whistling sound.
Huijue found a room at random, broke the door lock, and pushed the door open.
There are beds, tables and chairs, bronze mirrors, wardrobes, everything you need.
"This should be the place where rebels live..." he said softly.
"Can you find anything?" Kong Ding followed the door and took a quick look around. He found that all personal belongings in the house had been cleaned up. It had obviously been cleaned in advance.
"I don't know, but it's a big place here, and it's impossible to clean up every trace. I'll investigate slowly," Hui Jue replied.
"Okay. Then I'll leave this place to you. I'll continue to look for other places." Kong Ding nodded.
"good."
The two of them didn't talk nonsense. If they couldn't find any counter-religion on the surface, they would do it in secret.
Anyway, with Huijue's talent, he can always find some gains. It's just a little different.
"In addition, since this is the place where the counter-sect used to operate, then we will send people to stay here and maybe we can catch some alive." Huijue said.
"We're short of people. Those guys can't do this. How about you come in person?" Kong Ding asked.