Chapter 23: The Great Disturbance at Cining Temple
As soon as we arrived at Yangtoupo in the southern suburbs, we saw a group of teenagers sitting together, both boys and girls. Each of them was very charming and looked as beautiful as exquisitely carved porcelain dolls. However, the youngest boy gave people a quirky, thieving and mean feeling, which was a bit unexpected.
A drunk Taoist was lying on a crooked tree branch nearby. When he saw Zhou An coming, he jumped down and walked over to him, smacking his lips. It was obvious that he was craving for alcohol.
Zhou An threw a bottle of wine over. When the drunk Taoist saw it, his eyes lit up. He quickly caught it and opened the lid. The smell of the wine made him salivate.
A boy who looked no more than ten years old said mockingly, "Uncle Drunkard, where did you trick someone to buy you alcohol this time? Hey, little brother, don't be fooled by him, or he might sell you off for alcohol."
"Hello, I'm Zhou Nan." This is the name Zhou An gave himself. After all, the emperor's name cannot be used casually, and ordinary people do not dare to take the emperor's name.
"You're welcome. I understand. Call me Jin Xuan, Jin for gold, Xuan for spiral circle." Jin Xuan was cheerful and spoke without restraint. Generally, in immortal sects, seniority is very important and younger generations cannot even call their elders by their names.
If Jin Xuan is found teasing his uncle, he will definitely be punished.
The drunk Taoist didn't care. He drank a big gulp of satisfaction and said, "Brother, this time we came here to ask you to do us a favor. You saw the demons descending on Qianjing last night. In order to avoid being implicated by evil deeds, most of us old generation are guarding various places in Qianjing to prevent the demons from killing people. The rest of us are going to track down their hiding places.
We discovered that a group of evil disciples had occupied the Cining Temple at Yangtoupo and were committing all sorts of crimes. Many women were abducted for sexual pleasure, and even young children were taken as food by them. We cannot just sit back and do nothing.
These youngsters insisted on competing for the credit, and I, an old man, can't take care of so many people, so I asked you to protect them. How about this as a reward, a defensive magic weapon, with your cultivation level, ordinary cultivators will definitely not be able to hurt you at all."
Zhou An thanked him after accepting it. Thinking of the modified sword-controlling method, he suddenly asked, "Senior, I was lucky enough to get a sword-controlling method, but a small part of the content was recorded incorrectly. I wonder if you can help me take a look."
"The method of wielding a sword? Each method of wielding a sword is different, but the fundamentals remain the same. Except for the advanced methods of wielding a sword, they are basically the same. Okay, I can help you figure it out." The drunk Taoist did not refuse. This kind of thing was not difficult for him, and Zhou An had already obtained the fate, so it was no problem for him to help.
Zhou An was delighted and handed over the handwritten copy given to him by the Queen.
The drunk Taoist took a look at it and asked with a surprised expression: "Where did you get this sword-controlling method from?"
"The Taoist priest of Taizu Temple once saved an immortal, and the immortal gave this as a thank you gift. Later, after several rounds of transfer, I finally got it." Zhou An said half-truthfully.
"Taizu Temple, I remember now, Zhou Nan, this is the entry-level swordsmanship of our Zhengyi sect. The injured cultivator has a great connection with me, and he has been missing for nearly ten years. I have been looking for him.
I will go check it out right now. I will ask the headmaster about this sword-controlling method. If it is possible, I will teach you the complete sword technique. If not, I will find you a replacement. See if it works." The drunk Taoist said.
"Thank you very much, senior." Zhou An showed his delight. It was much better to have the help of the Drunken Taoist than for the Purple Guards to figure it out blindly.
"Then I'll go. Zhou Ling, you are the oldest among them, remember to be careful and never act rashly. Zhou Nan has already reached the tenth level of acquired cultivation. If you can't defeat him, you can ask him for help." The drunk Taoist set up a light and flew away, but the voice seemed to come from the side, which was very strange.
"Uncle Zui has left. What are we waiting for? I checked this place last night. They are all acquired talents. There will be no problem for us. Let's go." Jin Xuan rubbed his hands excitedly and was the first to leap towards Cining Temple. His lightness skills were really extraordinary.
"Junior brother, don't be anxious, everyone hurry up and catch up." Zhou Ling called out softly and hurriedly chased after him.
He was extremely ruthless towards the evildoers who ate children and raped women. He would not let them go if he encountered them, and would use the Qiankun Step to catch up with them.
These little guys all looked to be under 15 years old, but their cultivation was not low, at least they were all at the seventh level of the acquired realm, and their lightness skills were very advanced, not much inferior to his Qiankun Step.
The Cining Temple is relatively famous in the southern suburbs of Qianjing. It has a history of 200 years. It is usually quite popular and is managed by dozens of monks.
After a group of them arrived here, they dressed up as pilgrims and entered. It was obvious that these monks were all in costume, and their faces were full of hostility.
How could there be such a peaceful and profit-seeking monk? In the past, although the monks in Cining Temple cared about the money from incense offerings, they were still kind to people and often helped poor families passing by. They had a good reputation.
When they came in, they should have bought some incense and candles for worship, but these young men were used to the quietness of the mountains, and this time they took the opportunity to run out and do justice, so they had no money.
Seeing the suspicious look of the monk selling candles, Jin Xuan became anxious for a moment. He scratched the back of his head and secretly hated himself for making a mistake. He left in such a hurry that he forgot to bring money.
Zhou An took out a silver ingot and said, "I have it."
"Brother Nan is so righteous. I'll treat you to a drink next time." Jin Xuan was delighted. He picked up some incense and candles and ran inside.
Zhou Ling nodded and smiled at him, saying, "Thank you, Brother Nan, for the expense."
"It's okay, Xiao Qian." Zhou An smiled, distributed the incense and candles to everyone, and went in together.
There are not many pilgrims here, only about ten or so, each speaking their true feelings to the Buddha. Most people speak human words only at this time, and they speak nonsense when facing other people.
Everyone dispersed and walked through all the Buddhist halls in the front yard. Zhou An also burned incense and worshipped Buddha in the main hall in the middle, so that he could provide support as soon as possible if any problems occurred.
When Jin Xuan and the little monk walked to the archway in the backyard, they were stopped by the guard monk who shouted, "This is where we rest, it's not open to the public."
The young monk beside Jin Xuan whispered, "Jin Xuan, please go back first. There are still many pilgrims outside."
"Okay, okay." Jin Xuan didn't want to implicate innocent people, and looked at the two monks guarding the gate unhappily.
As soon as the two of them left, Zhou Ling came over in a hurry. She was worried that her junior brother might do something stupid, so she kept watching him.
Jin Xuan saw it and said quickly: "Sister, we have basically figured it out. The people in the front yard are just ordinary people from the underworld. Those guys must be in the backyard. Besides, there is no one else in the backyard. We can go all out and have a great fight."
"No, we don't know yet if there are any innate cultivators. You can't do anything rash. Don't forget what you promised me. You must listen to me when you come out." Zhou Ling immediately stopped him. She knew Jin Xuan too well and there was nothing this kid wouldn't dare to do.
"Sister, if there were any Xiantian masters here, Master Zui would never have let us come. How could you be so stupid? Master Zui also asked Zhou Nan to help us. With a post-natal tenth-level master like him as the backup, what do we have to be afraid of? Moreover, Master Zui gave him the Dou Tian Fu. Even if we really encounter a Xiantian master, we can escape."
"Senior Sister, let Wenwen and Brother Gongsun deal with the minions outside. The three of us are enough to deal with the evil forces inside." While speaking, Jin Xuan winked at the little monk.
The little monk understood and suddenly rushed to the archway in the backyard.
The two monks guarding the gate had been paying attention to three people in the distance and felt that there was something fishy about them. If they hadn't been children, they would have arrested them long ago.
"I knew there was something wrong with these two guys. They've delivered the blood food to our doorstep, saving us from having to go outside to catch it." Seeing the little monk rushing towards them aggressively, the two men immediately rushed up, their hands forming claws to grab the little monk.
"Oh no, Shi Tou is in danger, help." Jin Xuan rushed over. Zhou Ling had no choice but to stamp his feet in a hurry and run over.
The young monk approached the two men, suddenly squatted down, and flew out, rushing through the two monks' armpits and hitting them in the stomach with his fists. He unexpectedly knocked the two men away with one blow, and they hit the wall next to the archway, bounced to the ground, curled up in pain and unable to stand up, and two cracks appeared on the wall he hit.
“Let’s do it.”
Jin Xuan shouted with joy and jumped into the backyard. He saw the disgusting scene in the backyard hall. A group of demons dressed as monks were eating blood and drinking wine.
From the side rooms, there were faint moans and cries of women, as well as panting laughter of men.
The people inside were enjoying themselves when they heard the noise outside and a few of them rushed out. Jin Xuan was furious and the golden rings on his hands suddenly flashed and turned into six golden rings on each wrist, like iron wire fists.
The young monk slapped his belt, and a red iron rod appeared in his hand. The two of them started fighting with the group of people without saying a word. They were like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and these monks were almost no match for them.
Zhou Ling was worried about their safety, so he shook his hands, took out two swords, and followed to protect the two of them.
"Hmph, which family's kid dares to come here to die? Haven't your parents taught you that there is a price to pay for being chivalrous?" Suddenly a voice was heard in the hall, carrying with it the innate true energy, which made the eardrums of everyone present hurt.
(End of this chapter)
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