Chapter 441 It’s Hard Not to Be Shaken
Hiss…hiss…hiss…
The sound of electric snakes spitting out their tongues was heard intermittently in the dark cave, followed by the appearance of three vaguely human-shaped light curtains standing opposite each other. After a moment, the light curtains became stable.
The first person to appear was a middle-aged man in a dragon robe with a gloomy face. Judging from his appearance, it was clearly the Wanshi King who had played chess with the old Taoist priest in Deyun Temple for half a day.
The second one is a monk with golden light covering his body and a solemn appearance. He is none other than the Golden Bodhisattva. He stands there quietly with Buddha’s light looming over him.
The third one was Cao Pan, who looked flustered and embarrassed. Judging from his appearance, he should have just escaped from the pursuit of the Broken Monument Mountain heroes. It was not easy to escape from the pursuit of so many people.
The three of them met from a distance, looked at each other, and were speechless for a moment.
Finally, it was the Golden Bodhisattva who spoke first: "From the looks of you two, it seems that... things at Broken Stele Mountain are not going well?"
"I……"
King Wanshi hesitated for a moment, but still spoke: "I went to Jiangnan to stop Guo Longque, but I never thought that I would meet a person who is ten times more terrifying than Guo Longque."
"Huh? There are such things in the world?" Golden Bodhisattva raised his eyebrows.
"It was none other than the master of the young Taoist priest who destroyed my Utsunomiya Shion, the old Taoist priest of Jiangnan Deyun Temple..."
The old Taoist priest still looked uncertain when King Wanshi spoke of this. "I was stopped by this man and had to let Guo Longque go. Although I didn't complete the mission, I had no choice. It was not easy for me to escape unharmed."
After hearing this, the Golden Bodhisattva nodded.
What Wanshi Wang wanted to express was simply... I failed, but it wasn't because I was a bad player, I was being targeted.
After hearing this, the Golden Bodhisattva turned his head to Cao Pan and asked, "So Guo Longque returned to Broken Stele Mountain and released the Qilin to repel the demons from Golden State?"
"Guo Longque? No..." Cao Pan shook his head, his eyes still a little dull.
"No?" The Golden Bodhisattva asked, "Since Guo Longque didn't go back, why couldn't the numerous monsters in the Golden State take over Broken Stele Mountain?"
“This…” Cao Pan’s lips trembled before he answered, “Just one sword, no… it was many swords, countless swords…”
When he mentioned this sword, his mental state was obviously not stable.
Although Long Gang secretly spread the news that Li Chu was Wang Qi in the mountains, he knew the seriousness of the matter and did not tell Cao Pan Hetu.
Therefore, it was not until Cao Pan saw the Chunyang Sword coming from the west that he realized it was Li Chu's sword and realized that he and He Tu had been deceived by Wang Qi.
Wang Qi killing the little Taoist priest was just a show. He and He Tu were used as bait to lure the forces behind the scenes.
For a moment, Cao Pan felt somewhat proud. After all, even if he was fooled, this little Taoist priest could never have thought that he could mobilize most of the demon kings from the Golden State.
Haha, you like fishing? I never thought you would catch a whale.
But the next moment, what happened made his belief collapse on the spot.
Even if you kill a real fish, it will take a while to remove the scales and gut it, right? Li Chu cleared the demons from Golden State in just one breath, which was faster than killing real fish in the market.
What's the point of fighting when there are gods? Thanks to Cao Pan's quick reaction, he was the first to escape when everyone was still immersed in shock, so he was able to escape with his life. However, this also made him unable to fully digest the shock in his heart, and at this moment he was still continuing to feel scared.
After calming down for a while, he was able to speak in a somewhat normal manner: "We have been deceived all along. The Wang Qi who killed the little Taoist priest was actually the little Taoist priest himself, and his cultivation... is simply unimaginable, the most terrifying thing I have ever seen in my life. He killed all the demon kings who came from Golden State with just one move... It seems to be the Ten Thousand Swords Technique..."
"Little Taoist..."
The Golden Bodhisattva's expression remained calm, but his pupils were slightly contracted.
He recalled the night when he met Li Chu by chance. Li Chu had frightened him away with a fierce sword strike. It turned out that sword energy... did he still have tens of thousands of them?
What level of cultivation is required?
The Golden Bodhisattva looked towards the Wanshi King, whose pure cultivation was higher than his and who had more say.
The Wanshi King's throat moved and he said, "To be able to do this, I'm afraid you must have possessed supreme divine power."
really.
The Golden Bodhisattva's guess was confirmed, and he withdrew his gaze. "To reach the pinnacle with a human body, only the invincible one in the world can achieve it..."
“The last person who was confirmed to have reached this stage was Chen Fuhuang five hundred years ago. However, Chen Fuhuang’s physical body was extremely powerful, which was different from that of a swordsman like him who was extremely murderous…” King Wanshi said slowly.
"That young Taoist priest was able to kill tens of thousands of demons with just one move of the Ten Thousand Swords Technique. There are only two words to describe such a person..."
"Sword God."
There was silence for a while.
All Cao Pan wanted to do was to be thankful for having escaped death.
The Golden Bodhisattva was feeling lucky that his caution last time helped him escape death.
King Wanshi was thankful that he had escaped death from Deyun Temple in the afternoon - fortunately, he listened to the old Taoist priest and played more than seventy games of chess with him despite his nausea, otherwise... he couldn't even imagine how powerful the little Taoist priest's master must be.
After a pause, the Golden Bodhisattva continued, "It seems that the only one that is going relatively smoothly is my side..."
As soon as he said this, Cao Pan and King Wanshi's expressions fell slightly again.
This is what teamwork is all about: either everyone succeeds together, or everyone fails together.
Now we both failed, and failed miserably. Only you succeeded and it went smoothly. In this way, don't we look like two losers...
Significant you?
Is that all you can do? At that moment, the two people looked at the Golden Bodhisattva with some hostility.
The Golden Bodhisattva said to himself: "Now that we have controlled the Han Palace, the most critical control of the Northland is in our hands. As for the army of the Golden State... although it is also a huge force, those demons are uncontrollable after all. Even if they are gone, it will not be a big blow to us... However, if we want to completely occupy the Northland, we need to think of another way..."
His confidence was still there, but Cao Pan seemed to have lost hope and was still immersed in fear. He said, "As long as that little Taoist priest is still here, won't it be futile for us to come up with any method?"
King Wanshi snorted coldly and said, "No matter how powerful he is, is there no one in the world who can control him?"
After a pause, he added: "Of course, I probably can't."
"There's no rush for that. The only people in the world who can fight him are probably Tong Wudi from Baiyujing... and Lord Yudi who is about to come out of seclusion..." The Golden Bodhisattva shook his head, "If we want him not to interfere with us, we can only think of other ways..."
…
The night is cool as water.
There was a knock on the door in the villa of Prince Han's mansion.
"Your Highness?"
The Golden Bodhisattva's soul was clearly talking with the two people from a distance, but at this moment, a person who looked exactly like the Golden Bodhisattva opened the door.
The person knocking on the door was none other than the owner of this place, the previously extremely arrogant King Cold of the North.
But at this moment, King Han looked extremely respectful when facing the Golden Bodhisattva.
"I am visiting you so late at night, and I am afraid of disturbing the Zen master's rest..." King Han's tone was polite and a little humble.
"No problem." The Golden Bodhisattva asked, "I guess Your Highness the Cold King must have some confusion when he came here?"
As he spoke, he led King Han into the room and sat him down. Inside the room, there was a small Buddha statue and smoke from burning sandalwood.
"That's right, the Zen master is right." King Han smiled awkwardly and said, "I do have a problem now."
"Speaking."
"My determination to follow the Zen master in spiritual practice is as strong as a rock, but..." King Han said, "There is a Ninth Lady in my palace, and she always wants to ruin my spiritual practice!"
"Haha, Your Highness, don't worry." Upon hearing this, the Golden Bodhisattva chuckled and said, "As long as Your Highness is determined to practice and does not waver, all kinds of temptations are just training. As the saying goes, there is nothing in the first place, so where can dust gather?"
"Master, that's true. But you haven't seen my wife, so how can I tell you..." The cold king was confused and said, "It's hard not to be shaken."
(End of this chapter)
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