At the gate of Wucheng, the group of hunters just now were being surrounded by a group of ascetic monks. There were more than a dozen headless corpses pieced together on the ground. After a group of ascetic monks entered the city gate with their heads in their hands, a dozen ascetics The relatively complete head was placed back on the corpse, and the face of the corpse was gently wiped, smoothing the faces of all the corpses. Then all the ascetics sat cross-legged and chanted sutras for salvation.
The ascetic monks sat cross-legged around the corpse, and a large group of people gathered outside. It was originally the time to go out hunting, and there was a flood of people coming and going. They noticed that something interesting was happening and stopped to watch.
The low voice of chanting sutras was heart-stirring. After reciting a mantra for rebirth, an ascetic monk stood up. He was none other than the Mingdao monk, the head of the ascetic monks in Nanhua Villa.
"Several benefactors, please tell me clearly the whole story." Ming Dao said to the group of hunters with his hands together.
The two dozen hunters looked panicked and looked at each other. They had no idea what was going on. They thought they had gotten a big deal, but who knew they would get into big trouble. As soon as they entered the city, they were stopped by this group of monks, who intercepted the corpse in the bag. Everyone in the entire Wucheng knows that these monks are not easy to mess with. Looking at the situation now, I'm afraid there is nothing that can be done.
After a while, the leading hunter finally plucked up the courage and said loudly: "It's none of our business. These corpses were picked up on the road outside the city. They were already dead when we saw them."
Mingdao put his hands together and said to Amitabha Buddha, with a sad expression on his face.
"Brother, they have been dead for about twelve hours." said an ascetic who was inspecting the corpse.
"Do you know their identities?" Mingdao asked with his hands together.
Someone in the noisy crowd shouted: "Isn't that the Che family's Che Chaozi?"
"He's really a short guy." Someone exclaimed.
Che Gaizi often drinks at Wolong Pavilion in the north of the city, so many people know him.
The crowd was in an uproar. The Che family's Che Dwarf Dan Jin, who was at the peak of his strength and was already famous in the world thirty years ago, ended up like this. If he hadn't been stopped by this group of monks, he would have ended up with his body and head separated and his stomach and intestines buried.
"That's Chen Taiming from the Chen family." Someone shouted again.
"That's Zhang Wuchang."
"That's Li Houyong."
People in the crowd kept recognizing the corpses on the ground and speaking out their identities. It didn't take long for the identities of the thirteen corpses to be confirmed. They were all top Danjin level experts who were famous in the world. The crowd was abuzz and talking endlessly.
"Amitabha!" Mingdao chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice. The low-pitched Buddha's name drowned out the noise of the crowd, and the crowd suddenly became quiet.
"All the seniors are heroes and should not end up like this, but their descendants do not care. The Nanhua Villa is willing to bury all the seniors on your behalf. In three days, a Dharma ceremony will be held in the courtyard to pay tribute. We sincerely welcome all the donors to come and offer sacrifices." The clear way of joining hands.
All the ascetic monks chanted Amitabha Buddha together, took off their monk robes, moved the corpse on top of the monk's robe, and carried the monk's robe in two pockets to keep the body intact and prevent it from being broken into pieces. They also covered the body with the monk's robe. Chanting sutras all the way to Nanhua Villa.
The crowd made a way to watch the ascetic monks leave. Some people did not want to miss the excitement and followed closely behind the ascetic monks.
In less than an hour, the news of the death of more than a dozen Danjin masters spread throughout Wucheng. What is chilling is that if the ascetic monks from Nanhua Villa had not smelled the smell of human blood and stopped the predators, After these masters died, they were almost eaten, their bodies and heads separated, but their descendants did not even pay attention.
Not only in Wucheng, but also in less than half a day, the whole land of China had spread the news about this matter. Everyone felt unhappy for these Danjin masters, and felt even more chilled by the families to which they belonged. As the pillar of the family, he died without a burial place. The family members did not take any action and allowed their bodies to be destroyed.
After the ascetic monks took away the heads, it didn't take long for the snipers who were ambushing around them to withdraw. Chu Xiang returned to the top of the cliff, hid the bodies of the six people, and then Shi Shiran entered the city.
As soon as Chu Xiang entered the city, he noticed some sneaky spies. Although Chu Xiang had changed his appearance, these people still recognized him. Apparently they had been observing the battlefield yesterday and knew Chu Xiang's clothes and bronze sword.
So what if he was recognized? Chu Xiang had nothing to fear after killing twenty-one alchemy masters from Tiebi in one round. He was not afraid of being recognized by them during this trip, but he just didn't want to be watched, so he changed his appearance.
The spies of Jiangwutang were also in the crowd, but they did not recognize Chu Xiang. Yesterday, all the places where the battlefield could be seen were occupied by people from several major families, and only a few people witnessed the terrifying battle.
Everyone along the road was discussing the deaths of more than a dozen Dan Jin masters, and everyone was scolding those families for being inferior to animals, for making their ancestors end up like this.
This is a game that draws fire from the bottom of the cauldron, it depends on how you break it, Chu Xiang sneered in his heart.
The opponent's organizers obviously did not expect that the situation would develop like this, and Chu Xiang did not expect it either. He did not expect that these predators had done him a big favor. This general was enough to make those big families drink a pot, even if they did not fall apart. There will definitely be separation and decline.
Another thing Chu Xiang didn't expect was that the planners of the military government didn't take action this time and gave up such a good opportunity. However, the result they wanted had been achieved. Civil strife and collapse of several major families was inevitable. There was no need to take action. This result is obviously more in his interest.
The two guards at the entrance of the martial arts hall stood there in confusion, their eyes wandering, not knowing what they were thinking. They were probably thinking about their own way forward, whether to stay in the martial arts hall or choose to leave.
Chu Xiang came to his senses when he walked to the two doormen beside him. Just as he was about to ask, he suddenly noticed that the person's face was extremely familiar, as if he had seen it every day, but he couldn't remember who it was.
"I'm Chu Xiang." Chu Xiang said.
The two guards were stunned. They looked at Chu Xiang with their mouths open. They were speechless for a while. They looked shocked. They came back to their senses after a moment. They knelt down on one knee and said happily: "Welcome to the Hall Master."
Chu Xiang nodded and stepped into the door.
One word caused thousands of waves, and the shouts of the two guards attracted the attention of countless people. Pedestrians outside the gate heard the shouts and stopped to watch. Demon Lord Chu Xiang finally showed up, saying that such a big thing happened in the martial arts hall. Chu Xiang just came back at this time, not knowing what to do.
People in the martial arts hall heard the shouting and came over one after another. When they found out that it was Chu Xiang who had arrived, they cheered loudly and shouted to welcome the hall master.
The sound waves spread to the depths of the martial arts hall one after another. A large number of subordinates from the martial arts hall poured out, and more and more people watched outside the gate.
Entering the gate of the martial arts hall is an open space almost as big as a football field. In front of it is a main building with a height of more than 20 stories. It is wide at the bottom and narrow at the top, like a tombstone. It is the hub of the martial arts hall. There are seven buildings on each side. The eight-story building has the Internal Security Hall on the left and the Foreign Affairs Hall on the right.
"Inform everyone to gather here." Chu Xiang said. Needless to say, someone would naturally pass on his words.
In front of the main building are dozens of stairs. Above the stairs is the main entrance to the building. There are guards standing guard on the rooftops on both sides. Chu Xiang sat down at the top of the stairs and waited quietly for everyone to gather.
The crowd gradually gathered in front of the square, and the gloom that enveloped the martial arts hall also dissipated. Not long after, Xie Yan hurried over with a group of women, angrily ran up the stairs, and glared at Chu Xiang: "Where are you going to die? ”
The group of women behind Xie Yan did not expect her to talk to Chu Xiang so rudely. They were afraid that Lord Demon Lord would kill them if he was unhappy, so they immediately became anxious and quickly went to pull her away.
Chu Xiang sighed. The death of Chang Sun Yue had little impact on him, but it had a huge impact on these women who relied on Chang Sun Yue. She was the eldest sister in their hearts and the sister they respected.
"There is no resurrection from the dead."
"What's the use of you?" Xie Yan said angrily.
Chu Xiang smiled bitterly, he was not a god, how could he take good care of everyone? He knew that Xie Yan was only in a bad mood, so he was so impulsive and did not criticize her for being rude.
"I have already avenged her." Chu Xiang could only say.
"Revenge? Who did you kill, can you revive Sister Yue?" Xie Yan shouted.
Chu Xiang had a headache from being so messed up, so he said to the woman behind Xie Yan: "Take her down to rest."
Everyone quickly pulled Xie Yan away to avoid making Chu Xiang unhappy. They must know that the demon king in front of them was a murderous demon king. Although they had never seen him before, they heard the name of the demon king every day, even though they all belonged to the martial arts hall. Human, but so rude, who knows if the Demon King will be angry.
After being pulled away by the sisters, Xie Yan turned back angrily and glared at Chu Xiang. Not long after, Zuo Ran and Zhao Shixiang arrived. They had never seen Chu Xiang before, so they did not dare to be too presumptuous. They clasped their fists and saluted at the foot of the steps: "Welcome to the Hall Master. Go back home."
People from the Martial Arts Hall came back one after another. Many people had never seen Chu Xiang’s true form. Seeing Chu Xiang sitting on the steps without any airs, they felt that the famous Demon Lord was not scary at all, and they started talking about it. .
Outside the gate, countless onlookers looked curiously at Chu Xiang on the steps. There was overwhelming chatter. Changsun Yue had been dead for several days before Chu Xiang showed up. I wonder what the Demon Lord did when he came to the martial arts hall this time.
After a while, the guard came to report that two people named Yang Rong and Dou Yonghua were visiting.
Two familiar figures arrived. Yang Rong barely reached the Yijin realm. Dou Yonghua's aura was surging and he couldn't control it. It was obvious that he had just broken through the marrow refining realm and had not yet consolidated the Danjin realm.
Yang Rongqiao smiled sweetly and shouted happily: "Brother Xiang."
"Boss." Dou Yonghua shouted excitedly. Chu Xiang sat here calmly, which showed that many things had been resolved, how could he be unhappy.
Chu Xiang smiled and nodded, signaling the two of them to wait.
The two of them stood aside at the foot of the steps, waiting for Chu Xiang's arrangements.
People arrived one after another, and several ministers and directors stood in front of the steps, waiting for Chu Xiang's orders.
The steps are not far from the gate, and there are endless discussions outside. Some of the words are unpleasant to hear. Zhao Shixiang's face looked a little ugly. He hesitated for a moment and walked forward two steps: "Master, do you want to drive them away?"
"No need." Chu Xiang waved his hand.
"Is everyone almost here?" Chu Xiang said.
"There are two teams of people from the Foreign Affairs Department who are inquiring about information and are rushing back." Zhao Shixiang said.
Chu Xiang nodded and continued to wait.
"Hall Master, the Buddhist Association sent a wreath to pay homage to the eldest grandson." After a while, Zhao Shixiang stepped forward and said.
