Chapter 53: Stealing the Candidates for Tufujun
This general is also a member of the Imperial Guards, but just by looking at his attire, one can tell that his rank in the Imperial Guards is higher than that of General Meng and Wei Xianfeng.
This army, with the code name Shenwu, can only be commanded by the Dianqian and the emperor himself. It is the most important military pillar of the entire Great Zhou.
Such an army was not seen in the battle to defend the city.
Their gorgeous armor was not even stained with dust.
Ma Yong was directing the demon hunters to clear the formation set up before the battle. He looked up when he heard the noise and laughed out loud with joy.
Naturally, he had no right to interfere in the affairs of Governor Jiang and Niu Dianqian.
But he was still very happy to see Niu Dianqian himself getting into trouble.
The muscular general of the Shenwu Army stopped Li Zhou who was riding a white dog.
He could naturally see that this dog was extraordinary, and the person on its back was even more of a divine figure.
But the Great Zhou Dynasty has been established for more than 800 years. What kind of geniuses has it not seen?
With the might of the dynasty rolling over us, who dares to say that he can stop a chariot with his bare hands?
Behind the Shenwu Army stands the emperor and the Great Zhou.
For this reason alone, the general is never afraid of any extraordinary person.
He stood in front of Li Zhou, stretched out his hand and was about to scold him.
Can't you see Mr. Dianqian here?
Giving you a chance to kowtow is considered a grace.
The next moment.
The white dog, who looked well-behaved and docile, flared its nostrils as it smelled the general's scent. It wrinkled its nose as if it had an allergic reaction, but it couldn't hold it back and suddenly opened its mouth and sneezed.
The splattering saliva instantly penetrated the general's scale armor, turning his broad chest into a sieve. Blood gushed out, his body trembled a few times, and he fell to the ground with a thud.
Blood flowed under his body, overflowing over his fiery red flight feathers. The flying feathers stuck together like mosquitoes that were slapped to death. The proud looks on the faces of all the Shenwu soldiers who were watching froze.
The white dog, who couldn't hold back his sneeze, showed a look of panic.
There was silence in the Shenwu Army.
Niu Dianqian, who was being guarded in the center, did not show much change in expression, except for the slight twitching of the corners of his mouth that he could not control.
Governor Jiang, who was racking his brains to find some negative and positive words to mock Niu Dianqian, swallowed the words in his throat.
Ma Yong, who loved to watch the fun, no longer had the mood to joke around, and his hands and feet were wet.
General Meng, Wei Xianfeng, Lu Yao who came with the Yin Cult to report the progress of the lame Taoist's investigation, and Shi Yishan who came to report after suppressing the demon hunting department...
The soldiers and demon hunters who already knew how powerful Sect Leader Xue was, still showed expressions of disbelief at this moment.
After all, the battle between Gongsun Jianxia and Mahakala took place in the sky, so although it was shocking, it did not have such a strong sense of reality.
Now, people knew that someone of their level was facing off against Sect Master Xue.
A general of the Shenwu Army, who also has some skills, is just a sneeze from his mount in front of Sect Leader Xue.
Perhaps only a moment passed, or perhaps a long time had passed, but as everyone's hearts began to beat again, an emotion called fear slowly flowed through them.
Once this emotion surged up, it was like a rising tide. At first it didn't seem too turbulent, but when it got closer, it was like a wall of water, covering the sky and the earth, impossible to avoid, and making it hard to breathe.
They actually lost their sense of awe because of Sect Master Xue's leniency and arrogantly put themselves on the same level as the Sect Master.
A group of ants facing a mountain without any self-awareness will be trampled to death by any jackal, tiger or leopard on the mountain, which is a worthy death.
Filled with remorse and trembling all over, everyone wished they were crawling at Sect Master Xue's feet right now, carefully observing her expression.
There was no special expression on Sect Leader Xue's face.
She didn't even look at the corpse for a second. She didn't show any anger, disgust, or other emotions that should have appeared.
That’s right, no matter if he is the emperor’s personal guard or the head of the imperial guards, what does he count for in front of her?
An even deeper silence spread, and even those practitioners with firm minds experienced for the first time what it meant to be unpredictable.
This is the true meaning, Heaven and earth are unkind and treat all things as straw dogs.
A kind of sadness that arose from their hearts because they felt so insignificant.
As countless thoughts flashed through everyone's minds, Sect Leader Li Zhou had only one thought:
Is this a scam?
Which nice person can't even handle a sneeze?
Who made this burly man?
She selectively forgot that the white dog was the mount of the gods, a divine dog that could travel a hundred thousand miles with one step, and it was normal for it to kill a mortal with a sneeze.
She didn't think about why such a surge of fear and sorrow surged into her body.
Because she was busy protecting herself, a vulnerable group like her would encounter road bullies even when walking on the road, how pitiful. She glanced at the Shenwu Army and Niu Dianqian who were eyeing her covetously, and stroked the white dog's head: "Why don't you leave?"
Look at those people's eyes bulging with anger, how scary it is, don't give them the chance to speak.
In fact, it was the Shenwu Army and Niu Dianqian whose pupils were trembling: "..."
The white dog was frightened for a long time before realizing that his owner didn't care about these people.
And as the master, what she doesn't care about is nothing.
The white dog raised its head and chest again, became full of energy, and with a light leap, it disappeared from everyone's sight.
I don't know who spoke first: "Farewell, Sect Master and the Divine Dog!"
Then, everyone said in unison: "Farewell, Master! Farewell, Divine Dog!"
The experienced civil and military officials have already reached a consensus in their hearts that the divine dog's sneeze is also a blessing, and if the general of the Divine Army cannot bear it, it is because he is unlucky.
The horse following the white dog, pulling the stunned grandmother Qiu Fangcong'er and everyone from the Yuan family, ran wildly in the direction where the white dog disappeared.
If you follow the right master, even a dog can become a divine dog, so majestic.
Then if Ji Rui could really take Sect Leader Xue as his master, then as a horse from Ji Rui's family, wouldn't it also be able to ascend to become a divine horse?
Horses also want to improve.
The sound of horse hooves faded away, leaving behind only a cloud of rising dust and a huge crowd of civil and military officials of the Great Zhou kneeling on the ground.
Everyone was extremely exhausted both mentally and physically due to the extreme emotional fluctuations, as if they had been hollowed out.
In fact, this was Li Zhou's technique that absorbed their emotions, just like taking away all the colors from a watercolor painting, leaving only pure black, black without any content.
But everyone didn't know, they just thought they were too timid and were scared like this.
In the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy or trickery is futile.
For the first time, they had a very disrespectful thought: How much authority does the Great Zhou still have in front of the Duotian Sect?
Up to now, the only two people that have appeared in front of everyone from the Duotian Sect are Sect Master Xue and Gongsun Jianxia.
When he thought of the legendary fairy mountain overseas and the countless enlightened masters who had not yet entered the world, Governor Jiang suddenly felt that his open and covert struggles and verbal battles with Niu Dianqian were so boring.
What’s even more terrifying is that only three days have passed since the Duotian Sect emerged.
What kind of immortal aura will it display next is something that Governor Jiang dare not even imagine.
He was even too lazy to pay attention to Niu Dianqian who stood up with an expressionless face. He did not feel the slightest pleasure in his heart that his political enemy had lost face. All he felt was a yearning for immortals and a sense of disappointment that he could never obtain them in this lifetime.
After all, it was absolutely impossible for him to give up his official position to practice Taoism.
Niu Dianqian recovered from his fright and looked at the body of the general of the Shenwu Army who was left alone there. Disgust appeared in his eyes, but when the other Shenwu Army turned their heads to look at him, his expression naturally switched to sadness and heartache.
He pushed everyone away and stumbled over to the corpse. Regardless of the dirt, he touched the general's breath in the pool of blood with trembling hands. Feeling that there was no breath, his body shook, he stood up, and staggered back a few steps.
Several Shenwu soldiers supported him and said, "Master Dianqian."
Niu Dianqian murmured in a low voice. No one could hear what he said except the people around him: "The knight broke the law with force. General Gu, our family will not let your death be in vain."
The members of the Shenwu Army looked at each other silently, and saw that amidst the sadness and fear in each other's eyes, there was a bit of determination.
As long as Niu Dianqian reports this man's behavior to the Emperor, everything will be fine.
Hua Yan, who was pierced all over his body and hung with golden hooks, carefully pulled the corner of the clothes of the demon hunter Lu Yao: "This... senior, is he really... also an upright person?"
Because of their dress and appearance, their Yin Cult is often mistaken for a cult by outsiders, so every time she communicates with others, she will be careful to reveal her identity.
She used to feel inferior about this.
If her great-grandmother had not appeared in spirit and let her know that the god she believed in really existed, she might have wanted to run away secretly.
But this senior, whose style of doing things was much more evil than that of the Yin Cult, did not care at all about the strange looks from people.
Huayan suddenly understood.
As long as you are strong enough, you don't have to care about what others think and just follow the path in your heart.
So, without waiting for Lu Yao to answer, she bowed and said firmly: "Sir Lu, I will leave first. If there is any more news about the lame Taoist, I will find a way to inform you."
Lu Yao was still struggling with how to explain to her the difference between Duotian Sect and other sects. Seeing her suddenly enlightened, she subconsciously asked, "Where are you going?"
“To find my own way.”
“…”
Lu Yao looked at the high-spirited Huayan and the equally confused Yin Sect members with a confused look on her face. She saw them turn around and walk further and further away. She turned her head to look in the direction where Sect Leader Xue had left, and her heart trembled.
Could it be that there was some deep meaning behind Sect Leader Xue's action of stroking the white dog's head just now, which gave Huayan a sudden enlightenment?
Yes, Sect Master Xue also said, "Why don't you leave?"
Could it be that this sentence is apparently talking about the dog, but in fact, it is admonishing these people who practice cultivation?
Because they are bound by the mundane world and have a narrow vision, they become complacent once they have achieved a little accomplishment.
Sect Leader Xue asked her dog to tell them that if they continued to waste time like this, they wouldn't be able to withstand even a sneeze from others.
The path of cultivation is long, why don’t you continue on?
This thought-provoking sentence touched Lu Yao's heart. Her body shook, and she actually fell into a state of enlightenment. Her cultivation, which had been stagnant for a long time, suddenly had a breakthrough.
Ma Yong, Shi Yishan and others looked at Lu Yao who had entered a state of enlightenment, and they hurriedly tried to recall what Sect Leader Xue had done and said before he left, and tried to comprehend it.
But no matter how they recalled, they did not gain any insights. Instead, the more they thought about it, the more fear and sadness they felt, and the weaker their bodies became.
There were a few who had poor cultivation and insufficient Qi and blood. They had blue eyes and sunken cheeks, as if they had a serious illness. After they returned, it would probably take at least a year or so for them to recover.
They had no choice but to give up their memories and watch over Lu Yao in depression, so as to prevent her from being disturbed during her enlightenment. They felt their own empty brains and deeply felt the gap between people.
Perhaps, this is the trial of the immortals. If you can pass it, your practice will improve by leaps and bounds. Otherwise, it will be like rowing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat.
Longgou Village.
Li Zhou, who had already arrived riding on a white dog, saw from afar that Hei Wuchang was waiting at the entrance of the village with a look of grief, and the words "Catching you" on the black paper hat on his head were half crooked.
Li Zhou breathed a sigh of relief.
She was also worried that Hei Wuchang had already left.
Hei Wuchang actually wanted to leave.
He helplessly glanced at the shadow slowly emerging beside him, thinking about the words of the Lord of the Mansion, he walked up to Master Xue and bowed:
"Master Xue, the Lord of the Mansion ordered me to wait for you here because he has something to ask of you."
Sect leader Li Zhou looked at the shadow floating behind him. Who else could that familiar face be but Yuan Jirui?
Li Zhou was probably not very happy, probably because it was related to his accepting a disciple.
Why are there so many people trying to stop her from accepting a disciple?
"What is it?"
Sensing the cold tone of Sect Master Xue's words, Hei Wuchang gritted his teeth and continued, "Yuan Jirui was born with golden tendons and jade bones, a natural sword fairy seedling. The Lord of the Palace calculated that she and the Sect Master's Junior Sister actually have some kind of master-disciple fate."
Isn’t that a good thing?
With his eyebrows dancing in his heart, Sect Master Li Zhou nodded, with a hint of pride in his tone: "My fellow junior sister Gongsun Ying is indeed the best swordsman in the world, and she is worthy of being her teacher."
Li Zhou praised himself without blushing or getting nervous, and he praised himself with such confidence and righteousness.
How would she know whether Gongsun Ying Li Zhou was the best swordsman in the world?
She had never seen many sword cultivators.
It's just that when I need the book, I regret not having read enough, and I can't think of any more words to praise it.
Just as he was feeling a little regretful and thinking about how to praise himself again, he heard Hei Wuchang say, "But this child still has a breath of innate energy in her body. This is because in her previous life, she was a disciple of the Lord of the Underworld. The Lord of the Underworld has already designated her as the candidate for the next Lord of the Underworld. She will be reincarnated and go to the world of the living to experience tribulations. After she returns from the tribulations, she will be able to officially take over the position of the Lord of the Underworld. This breath of innate energy is to protect her from the tribulations."
Having said this, Hei Wuchang stopped anxiously, looked at Sect Master Xue's expression, and hesitated to continue.
Li Zhou listened for a long time and summarized the main idea.
My good disciple is so talented that even the Lord of the Mansion wants to compete with me for him.
Li Zhou was about to speak when he suddenly felt that the body of the baby that had been sleeping in the Li Mansion for three days and three nights was pushed by someone.
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