Chapter 578: Killing Xu Jingtang
At this moment, in the sight of Zhao Duan and others, on Zhengyang Mountain, a ball of pure green light suddenly rose from the ground, like a column of air, penetrating the sky and the earth. Then, the green light crushed and penetrated the gray clouds in the sky.
The thick clouds that Xu Jingtang gathered with his soul-destroying power were easily penetrated and disintegrated by the green light.
Immediately, countless green lights intertwined and gathered into endless green clouds, sweeping across the earth from the sky, covering the entire Zhengyang Mountain in green light, while the gray clouds in the sky disappeared without a trace, like ice and snow melting away!
It's like a miracle!
Xu Jingtang felt a strong sense of warning in his heart. When the green light shone down, he subconsciously raised his arms to block his eyes.
When the green light shone on him, the gaps in the armor that King Mu was wearing seemed to be poured with hot oil, and thick smoke billowed out, as if the man was about to melt!
"Ah..." The intense pain, like being burned by fire, made Xu Jingtang cry out in pain, and a fierceness also emerged.
He suddenly lowered his arms, squinted his eyes and stared at the source of the voice, shocked and angry: "You are..."
"Haha, weren't you so shameless just now, saying you wanted to kill my disciples from the Tianshi Mansion? How come you don't recognize me now?"
The indifferent voice from the top of the mountain came again.
Zhao Duan was stunned, and Zhong Pan and others were also stunned.
They recognized who the voice belonged to.
"Master?!" Yuxiu looked up in surprise and saw that the gate of the academy on the top of the mountain had been opened at some point. A tall old man could be vaguely seen standing with his hands behind his back.
As majestic as a mountain.
"It's not the Dharma body... it's Master's real body... Isn't Master in the capital?" Zhong Pan sat on the ground, also stunned.
Old Zhang? So the backup plan you gave me was written about you? When did you come to Yunfu?
Zhao Duan was surprised and happy, mixed with strong doubts.
He had a strong intuition: he was being plotted against by Lao Zhang!
It's definitely a calculation!
There must be a reason why Lao Zhang went to so much trouble to do this.
but……
These doubts can be asked later. The most urgent matter is Xu Jingtang in front of him.
"Zhang Yanyi!"
Xu Jingtang endured the green light, his face extremely ugly, and he roared in anger:
"Your Tianshi Mansion is going to openly interfere in the mortal world?!"
He panicked...
Even Zhao Duan could see that beneath Xu Jingtang's seemingly angry appearance, there was a hint of fear.
He was possessed by the God of Death and indeed gained power comparable to that of a god.
But... it's fake after all. There is no problem in dealing with Zhong Pan, the top of the world, but when facing a contemporary Heavenly Master who has entered the Heavenly Man Realm for decades and is suspected to have touched the threshold of Human Immortal, there is no chance of winning at all.
Not only that…
At this moment, Xu Jingtang realized it belatedly and felt uneasy. He always felt like a wild beast, chasing Zhao Duan, the bait, and being led into a trap step by step.
Therefore, in desperation, he brought out the rules of the Tianshi Mansion.
Zhao Duan wanted to curse after hearing this, and thought to himself, why didn’t you say anything about breaking the rules when you struck the bell?
Immediately, everyone clearly heard Zhang Yan's faint voice.
That was a rhetorical question:
"What does my killing of the evil spirit have to do with Prince Mu?"
After a pause, Zhang Yanyi seemed to smile and said:
"Or perhaps, Prince Mu is possessed by this evil spirit? And unable to break free? No problem, I will rescue you right away."
Zhao Duan's eyes widened, thinking to himself, "As expected of you..."
Yes, the Tianshi Mansion is a famous righteous sect, and killing evil gods is its duty, so did Zhang Yan interfere in the secular world?
He just wanted to kill the God of Death.
Obviously, the old Taoist priest has a flexible moral bottom line and is extremely experienced in skirting the rules.
"You..." Xu Jingtang was furious. How could he not hear the shamelessness in these words? Now he was bound to the Death God. If the Death God was destroyed, how could he survive?
Unless he takes the initiative to disperse the power of the God of Death and cuts off ties with it, once he loses the blessing of the God of Death, how can he survive facing Zhao Duan?
Zhao Duan is a member of the imperial court, so there's no need to follow the rules. He can be killed directly...
"Okay, okay, today I will learn from Master Zhang's skills!"
Xu Jingtang's face changed, and he suddenly shouted loudly, ready to go into battle.
A shadow of death gathered around his body, and the god in tattered clothes looked at Zhang Yan, as if he was about to attack.
But the next second, Xu Jingtang retreated instead of advancing, and turned into billowing smoke, turning around and flying towards the sky at a terrifying speed!
"He's trying to run!" Zhao Duan warned loudly.
Zhang Yanyi on the top of the mountain smiled slightly and said softly, "He can't escape."
While speaking, the old Taoist priest slowly took out a scroll of emerald jade slip from his waist, and the "Book of Heaven" unfolded. One by one, golden ancient characters struggled out of the jade slip and flew into the sky like a gushing meteor.
At the same time, with Zhengyang Mountain as the center, within a radius of dozens of miles, huge golden pillars rose from the ground in the mountains almost at the same time.
Pillars of light converged in the blue clouds, and the light pillars also appeared like illusory chains, so this world turned into a cage.
"The Great Array of Heaven and Earth..."
Zhong Pan sat on the ground, blood still hanging from the corner of his mouth, and murmured:
"Master, have you already made arrangements? This area of nearly a hundred miles has already been woven into a killing array. Zhengyang Mountain is a famous mountain with a vast river, and it's a natural place for a killing array... Master, do you want to 'kill' a god?"
Zhao Duan looked at him blankly: "Don't they say that gods can't be killed?"
Yuxiu explained, "To be precise, even if a god is killed, he will be reborn... If there is discouragement in the world, it will gather and become a god."
Zhao Duan was a little confused, trying to understand:
"In other words, the one Zhang Tianshi wants to kill is the current Death God in the world. If it appears again in the future, it will be a new one..."
Judge Zhong whispered:
"Normally, the power of the Death God is scattered throughout the world and can only be eliminated separately. Now, everyone in the White Clothes Sect is trying their best to forcibly gather the Death God's energy and attract this powerful Death God to the world.
Once they are destroyed, the White Robe Sect will suffer a backlash and severe damage, and the power of the evil spirits between heaven and earth will be weakened."
After all this talk, to translate it into just pulling in a large wave of soldiers and killing them in one go to gain more economic benefits... Zhao Duan complained.
But his eyes were looking straight up into the sky.
Waiting for the outcome of this battle.
The moment the cage of heaven and earth was formed, the chains seemed to become a whole.
Xu Jingtang crashed into the air recklessly and was bounced back, with only circles of green ripples appearing in the space.
"Zhang Yanyi! You forced me to do this!"
Seeing that he couldn't escape, Xu Jingtang's hair fluttered wildly, and he turned in mid-air, gazing at the academy on the top of the mountain.
Xu Jingtang shook his armor, and the gray smoke turned black at this moment. He suddenly swung his arm back and then punched out fiercely.
The man swept through the dark clouds and crashed towards Zhang Yan like a meteorite!
At the academy gate, Zhang Yanyi's expression was indifferent, his narrow eyes cold. This time, he simply raised his right hand and pointed a finger casually in the air:
"punish."
As if he was holding the divine decree, in an instant, Zhang Yan's fingertips seemed to gather the blue clouds in the sky, and the chains that penetrated the heaven and earth gathered together frantically.
Xu Jingtang screamed miserably, and wrapped in black clouds, he fell heavily on the mountain path like a fly that was swatted away.
Then, without stopping, its body plowed a deep gully on the mountain. Amidst the roar, it plowed from the mountainside all the way to the foot of the mountain. Along the way, the rocks cracked, the trees fell, and smoke and dust rose.
Oh shit... Zhao Duan felt like the whole mountain was shaking. He was dumbfounded. Is this Lao Zhang's power?
He even suspected that this finger could destroy a city.
Is this the true power of the top celestial being?
Zhen Bao can only defeat a thousand soldiers at best, and is far from reaching the level of being able to shake the earth and mountains with just a wave of his hand. If he had such power, why would he worry about that old bald donkey Xuan Yin...
Wait, could it be that when the old bald donkey Xuanyin exerts all his strength, he can also have such power?
What Zhao Duan was thinking was not something he could tell outsiders.
At the foot of Zhengyang Mountain.
The thick smoke slowly dissipated, revealing a huge round pit. Xu Jingtang, covered in blood, was kneeling on the ground with his long hair disheveled, his armor tattered, and his body covered in blood. He kept his arms crossed in front of him, as if trying to resist.
But the arm guard on the forearm had already broken into countless pieces, revealing the bloody forearm.
Xu Jingtang knelt motionless at the foot of the mountain, his head lowered and his arms motionless.
A cold wind blew by, and drops of scarlet blood flowed out of his nostrils, hitting the rubble with a "plop" and gradually forming a pool of blood.
Xu Jingtang no longer made any sound, and only his stiff body maintained the last posture before his death.
He died silently!
“Squeak…”
Suddenly, a large group of dejected people rolled out from the gaps in the broken armor, gathered together, and rose straight into the sky like wolf smoke.
The weakened God of Death is returning to the world after losing his "host".
Zhang Yan took a quick glance and raised his hand to grab it. In an instant, the gray air in the sky gathered like a whirlwind and poured madly into the "Book of Heaven" floating in front of him.
In the blink of an eye, the sky and the earth became bright again, the blue clouds disappeared, and the sun shone from the sky, like the first clear day after rain.
"Xu Jingtang is dead." Yuxiu withdrew her gaze and said firmly.
Zhao Duan was stunned.
One of the greatest worries of the imperial court, Prince Mu, who led the Yunfu rebels, divided the Huai River with Prince Jing Xuwen, and threatened the empress, died in frustration.
He did not die on the battlefield, nor did he die by the Huai River or in the capital.
Instead, after chasing Zhao Duan for several days, he was killed by the old Taoist priest who was waiting here with a large formation at the last second before victory.
Who would have thought?
"The Yunfu Army is finished." Zhao Duan's heart suddenly relaxed. The tension of escaping for days was finally relieved. For a moment, he felt exhausted and didn't want to move a finger.
He turned around and saw an old man wearing a Taoist robe and dressed as an ordinary Taoist priest walking down the mountain.
Zhang Yan put away the heavenly book with a smile and nodded at him: "We meet again."
"Disciple greets Master!" Zhong Pan, Yu Xiu and Jin Jian stood up and saluted.
Zhang Yanyi nodded with satisfaction, then walked up to Zhong Pan, raised his hand and pressed his shoulder, pouring in streams of rich mana to help him heal his injuries, and said lightly:
"Did you gain anything from fighting the gods today?"
Zhong Pan seemed to be thinking about something, then nodded and said, "Thank you, Master."
He has to thank us... This line suddenly popped up in Zhao Duan's mind, and he felt a strong desire to complain.
However, he knew very well that since Zhang Yanyi had already been on Zhengyang Mountain, but had not taken action before, and instead caused serious injuries to his eldest disciple, it seemed that he did it on purpose to find an opponent for Zhong Pan?
This seemingly brutal but actually rare fight will undoubtedly be of great benefit to Zhong Pan's future practice.
"What a pity for my sword..." Zhong Pan looked at the twisted iron lump on the ground in the distance with some heartache.
Zhang Yanyi smiled faintly:
"Relying solely on external things is detrimental to cultivation. It's just an ancient sword, so it can be forged and reforged."
Haha, what you said sounds nice, but don’t you also rely on the Book of Heaven?
Zhao Duan rolled his eyes, too lazy to expose Lao Zhang's pretentiousness.
However, the next second, Zhang Yanyi seemed to understand his thoughts. He actually glanced at him, and then raised his hand to grab as if he wanted to show off his skills!
The long sword that had just been twisted into scrap metal fell into his hands, and was then enveloped by a ball of white flames and melted...
Gradually, it turned back into the shape of a broad sword.
This was not enough. Zhang Yanyi suddenly grabbed Zhong Pan's wrist with his other hand, and with a tiger roar, the tiger that was sealed in his body was forcibly pulled out by the old Taoist priest.
Throwing himself into the long sword wrapped in flames, the tiger roared in the flames, but it was all useless, and was finally unwillingly merged into the sword.
After a moment, Zhang Yanyi threw a brand new sword to his disciple:
"Now that we have this century-old mountain god as its spirit, this weapon is truly worth considering."
Zhao Duan was completely bewildered, having been tricked by this old man...
"Thank you, Master!" Zhong Pan was surprised and happy holding the sword that he had lost and found again.
Yuxiu and Jinjian looked on with envy, but it was a pity that they failed to capture the wild god.
At this time, the scholar Lu Chengcai, who had been standing there stupidly and was in charge of leading the way, finally came to his senses. He seemed to be frightened by the battle just now. He stammered and looked at the old Taoist priest nervously:
"You...you are...the one from the Tianshi Mansion..."
"It's me." Zhang Yan smiled back with a masterly smile.
The teacher’s friend is actually the contemporary old immortal of Tianshi Mansion?
Lu Cheng just felt dazed.
My cheap apprentice Mr. Zhengyang’s friend is Lao Zhang?
Zhao Duan was also surprised, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt it was not surprising.
Mr. Zhengyang is a great scholar of our time and a person who has reached the pinnacle of scholarship.
Putting aside his cultivation level, he is indeed qualified to be friends with Zhang Yanyi.
Besides, Lao Zhang likes to sneak out for "incognito visits"...
What Zhao Duan was thinking at the moment was: Zhengyang is his apprentice, and he is also a friend of Lao Zhang. Doesn't this mean that his seniority is higher than Lao Zhang's?
"Master, have you been waiting here for a long time? When did you leave the capital?"
After surviving the disaster, Jin Jian smiled happily and ran towards Zhang Yanyi as if returning home.
She hasn't seen her master for a long time.
Immediately, Zhong Pan, Yu Xiu, Zhao Duan and others also looked over with a desire for knowledge.
Zhang Yanyi smiled at first, touched Jin Jian's hair, then turned to look at Zhao Duan and others, and said with a faint smile:
"This is not the place to talk, let's go up the mountain first."
Everyone nodded. Zhao Duan glanced reluctantly at Xu Jingtang, who was kneeling on the ground at the foot of the mountain. He felt a little worried.
"Wait, let me collect the body first."
Everyone: “…”
…
A moment later.
Zhao Duan and others followed the old Taoist priest to the gate of the academy.
An old man in a loose Confucian robe bowed to Zhao Duan and said with a gentle smile:
"Mr. Zhao's visit to Zhengyang Mountain has brought glory to our humble home."
Zhao Duan was unhappy. Where was the promised "half-master"? This apprentice couldn't be accepted anymore. He didn't know how to respect his teacher at all.
He said "hmm" indifferently, and then walked into the academy under Zhengyang's confused gaze.
Not long.
Everyone sat down in a hall in the academy.
Zhao Duan picked up the tea bowl, looked at Zhang Tianshi, and asked curiously, "What on earth is going on?"
…
In the capital, in the imperial study, Xu Zhenguan put down the imperial brush, and the beauty frowned and her eyelids twitched.
(End of this chapter)
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