Three of the four assassins with swords, guns, swords and halberds died. The only remaining assassin with a sword was kneeling on the ground at this moment.
Kneeling down, worshiping the flaming "god" who illuminates the late night streets like daylight!
The appearance of the Fire Spirit Lord is too huge. It is no different from the sun from high up. The moonlight is indeed bright, but compared with the brilliance of the sun, the difference is too big and there is no comparison at all.
Ling Zhen put away the magical power of his natal sword, and the blazing fire penetrated into the sword's master's eyebrows. After such manipulation, the streets returned to darkness.
Ling Xiaoxiao also walked up and said with a smile: "Brother, I was originally thinking that if you let the last assassin go, how would you find out the person behind it? I didn't expect that to deal with such a waste, you can't even use your life sword. You've used them all, but you're killing a chicken with a bull's-eye, right?"
Ling Xiaoxiao glanced at Hongmo, the sword on her brother's waist, and said, "The sword my mother gave you has not been drawn out yet."
Ling Zhen smiled calmly for a while, "If I had used the sword Hong Mo that my mother gave me, it would have been overkill. If it weren't for this guy being a swordsman, I wouldn't have had to use my natal sword. I just want these guys who live at the bottom to be lucky enough to see the flying sword that belongs exclusively to sword cultivators."
Ling Xiaoxiao smiled and said: "You have the ability to show off a sword, but what about it?"
Ling Zhen did not look at his sister, but responded with a proud smile: "Whenever you get your own natal sword, maybe you won't like to hide it even more than me, so you will take it out to give to others when you meet someone." People watch.”
Ling Xiaoxiao asked herself, if one day, she could have a flying sword of her own, maybe she would become very flamboyant and promote her good things to others as Ling Zhen said.
For the most lawless sword cultivator in the world, the idea of not exposing one's wealth is equivalent to farting!
Ling Zhen kicked the black-clothed assassin who was kneeling on the ground a few times with his toes, and said in a very cold tone: "There is no other meaning in leaving you alive. Killing you is easy, easier than killing a dog. I just want to From your mouth, I know who was instigating you behind the scenes, so that you had the courage to assassinate the prince of Dangdang Shenyuan Domain?"
The assassin in black, who knew he had committed a catastrophic disaster, was almost in a state of despair at this moment. He never dreamed that the young man in green robe he met that night would actually be the son of Lord Ling Puling, the king of the Shenyuan clan!
When such a disaster is imminent, it will be very difficult to survive.
In order to seek a quick death, or to beg Prince Ling to be merciful outside the law, the man in black truthfully confessed to his family, that is, the person who hired him.
He lowered his voice, still maintaining the decadent posture of kneeling and bowing his head, and replied: "It's Mr. Peng Shanxiang, a famous wealthy nobleman at that time. He sent the four of us, saying that as long as he can take your life tonight, Mr. Ling, , and each person will be rewarded with three hundred gold."
Ling Zhen smiled and said, "So I'm only worth three hundred taels of gold to your master. Oh, Peng Shanxiang, right? Tell me, when did I offend him and he had to kill me?"
The black-clothed assassin explained: "Young Master Ling may have forgotten that just during the day, at the Dingsheng Auction House, Young Master Ling and Peng Shanxiang bid and bought the elm money in front of so many people. The self-conscious face of Peng I lost all my glory, and I just wanted to regain my face, so I took pictures of the four killers who were looking after our home, and took advantage of the night to come..."
"Come and take my life, right?"
Ling Zhen sneered and said, "I just lost that guy's face during the day, but at night he wanted to kill me. Haha, this Master Peng is quite efficient, not bad."
Ling Zhen bent down, stretched out his hand, and then lifted up a living man in black clothes weighing a hundred pounds with one hand, and said in a commanding tone: "Let's go, take me to find someone, you know, Master Peng's Mansion, don’t be so naughty, or else I’ll cut you into pieces and feed them to the wild dogs on the street!”
The assassin in black nodded in agreement.
That night, after dealing with the three assassins, Ling Zhen took the only remaining man in black and found the residence of the famous Mr. Peng in Jinyuan City.
After determining the location of the mansion, he came to the main entrance and kicked the door into pieces. Then, he summoned a thousand armored cavalry from the Wine and Meat Ruins bracelet on Ling Xiaoxiao's wrist. Just like that, the gate of Peng Mansion was completely surrounded.
After the main entrance was blocked, when Mr. Peng and the housekeepers raised by his family came out to inspect, they were frightened by the huge formation of heavily armored cavalry outside the door and their calves trembled.
Ling Zhen threw the black-clothed assassin to the ground in front of Master Peng. The black-clothed man's internal organs were smashed on the spot, and he vomited blood and died.
Seeing with his own eyes that the assassin he sent out was beaten to death in front of him, Peng Shanxiang's face turned into clay and his heart beat like a drum!
Ling Zhen was like a mourning star. He stood in front of his Zhenwu camp cavalry. He looked at the speechless Master Peng and said with an evil smile: "Peng, don't you have anything to say?"
Peng Shanxiang stammered: "Master, Master, what do you mean? This..."
Ling Zhen laughed, "Are you going to say that this guy in black night clothes is not your domestic assassin? The assassination of me has nothing to do with you?"
Peng Shanxiang nodded quickly, waved his hand quickly and said: "Mr. Ling Mingjian, those four killers were indeed not sent out by me..."
As soon as he said these words, Peng Shanxiang felt that he had made himself stupid to death. Because he was too nervous and frightened, he accidentally said the wrong thing. He could even accurately tell the number of killers. Apart from him, there was no other culprit behind the scenes. Who else could it be?
Ling Zhen put one hand on his sister Ling Xiaoxiao's shoulder, and in the other hand, he took out a large bunch of bone-pin anesthetic needles from Najie.
Holding the poison needle tightly, Ling Zhen raised his eyebrows and raised his voice: "What I hold in my hand is a poison-quenching needle that seals the throat with blood. It will make you leave this world worse than death. If you Now admit that the murderer was hired by you to kill me, then I can promise not to take your life with these needles."
As he spoke, Ling Zhen popped out a few small needles with his fingers, and pierced the body of the person next to Master Peng like a thin black acupuncture needle.
The man was in pain immediately, his bones were sore and numb, and it was difficult to stand. He quickly fell to the ground. His appearance was really frightening and terrifying!
Ling Zhen raised his head and laughed, and said in the tone of a high-ranking person: "Master Peng, choose, do you want to be an honest person?"
Peng Shanxiang looked at the miserable expression of the man next to him who kept wailing. He swallowed, gritted his teeth, and finally said: "Master Ling, I am responsible for all the work. I sent the assassin there. If you want to kill or behead me, you can attack me." Come alone, don’t hurt my family!”
Ling Zhen put away all the poisonous needles that were used to touch the body of Ruan Cang, the cut-faced ghost, clapped his hands, and praised: "Not bad, it is quite candid, and you can be worthy of the word Master Peng, then I I’ll reward you with a happier death.”
Peng Shanxiang has completely resolved his life ambitions.
Ling Zhenzhen said in a voice that everyone present could clearly hear: "Peng Shanxiang of Jinyuan City relied on a little family wealth, bullied others with his power, hired murderers to assassinate the prince of a powerful lord of the dynasty, trampled on the dignity of the law, acted daringly, and had not been killed before. How many innocent people have been killed, what a heinous crime! Tonight, I, the Crown Prince of Shen Yuan, Ling Zhen, will do justice for heaven, get rid of this scourge, and restore peace to Jin Yuan City!"
He pulled out the famous sword Hongmo from his waist, walked up to the master, and raised it high.
Face to face, Ling Zhen said in a deep voice: "Peng, since you have offended me, Ling Zhen, you are destined to die a good death. In this world, except for people from the royal family, you should not offend me." , they are members of our Tianshen Villa Ling family!"
Ling Zhen waved his arm.
The long sharp sword fell down instantly.
With one sword strike, Mr. Peng Shanxiang, who had been pampered for many years, was killed on the spot!
After killing the culprit named Peng, Ling Zhen spared his family members and allowed the cavalry to re-enter the secret realm of Guixu called Jiuchi Roulin, and then left Jinyuan City with his eighth sister Ling Xiaoxiao.
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Ling Zhen's mother Yao Ying, as the princess of the Thousand Gold Dynasty of Shuanghan Continent, has always studied Buddhism. Almost every morning, she always holds a Buddhist scripture and recites it. She can be said to be a very devout and loyal believer.
Within the entire Hanlanzhou Splendid Dynasty, the status of Buddhism was higher than that of Taoism.
The reason for such a situation is almost all due to the full support of Master Ling’s family of Tianshen Villa for the top Buddhist sect in the dynasty!
It is a large temple called "Qingling", located in the northern land of the country. It is not far from the palace of King Shenyuan, so even a person with a weak constitution like Yao Ying has not been able to wield a sword for many years. In recent years, people who cannot walk far can make a special trip to burn incense and worship Buddha every six months.
Ling Zhen and his sister went south this time. The main purpose was to go to the Shark God Sea to find the seventh sister Ling Yishui. The essential purpose was to kill the demon sect White Bone Sword Sect on the bank of the South China Sea.
But now that I have left home, I must go to the temple that my mother has always loved very much!
On this day, Ling Zhen and Ling Xiaoxiao arrived at Qingling Temple on Qingling Mountain, which is popular all year round.
This Buddhist holy land with the same name as the mountain peak is extremely well-known in the dynasty. Because of its long history and because it has produced many top martial arts experts, there is even a saying of "World Martial Arts". Learn the saying "Qing Ling".
However, the highest abbot of the temple, the famous Buddhist abbot "Master Bai Zhu", who is said to have almost attained the Infinite Way, has always maintained a resolutely negative attitude towards such absurd claims.
Climbing Qingling Mountain and entering Qingling Buddhist Temple, under the recommendation of a group of monks, the Ling family siblings finally met the Buddhist master that their mother often talked about, and everyone called him the Holy Monk of Hundred Pearls!
The great Buddhist monk was tall and thin, more than half a head taller than Ling Zhen. His skin was dark and rough, and his cheeks were sunken. You could tell by looking at them that they were caused by years of hard practice. result.
An accomplished monk like Master Bai Zhu has an extremely high level of cultivation. If he hadn't constantly experienced suffering with his own body for the sake of Buddhism, how could he have become so skinny and unhealthy looking?
As the abbot of Qingling Temple, he wears a slender blue-black monk's robe with the tail hanging to the ground. He wears a large string of rosary beads around his neck. Each one is snow-white in color, very small, but round and crystal clear. I don't know what it is. What a product made of top-quality materials!
There are a hundred beads in total, which is also the origin of the word "hundred beads" in the master's name.
Ling Zhen met the eminent monk Bai Zhu, whom he had longed for. He found the master's kind face, facial features, and skin color to be unattractive, but the divine aura radiating from the inside out was far stronger than those vulgar and ignorant guys. , it can be said that I have never seen it several times in my life.
Ling Xiaoxiao was small and had to raise her head very hard to see the master's face clearly. She thought to herself: "This is Master Bai Zhu, whom my mother has always admired so much. He is so tall and has such strong internal energy. It can be clearly sensed from a certain distance..."
Because Yao Ying has a special liking for Guanyin Bodhisattva among thousands of Buddhas, and among the many temples in Qingling Temple, one is dedicated to the Great Merciful and Compassionate Guanyin. Therefore, Ling Zhen and Sister Xiaoxiao, under the leadership of Master Bai Zhu, Next, I came to the main hall and prepared to worship Guanyin devoutly.
But as soon as I entered the temple, I was shocked to see a person standing on top of the giant statue of Guanyin, which was several feet high. To be precise, on the palm of Guanyin's hand!
After looking carefully, you can see clearly that it is a young girl wearing a cherry red skirt. In her arms, she holds a cute jade rabbit with snow-white fur.
There is a jade rabbit in Guanyin’s palm!
