Chapter 119: Western Continent Practitioners in Jingcheng

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Li Zhixia stood on the cliff with her hands behind her back, her thick eyebrows furrowed, as if she was thinking about something very difficult. In his hand, he was holding a newspaper.

Shu Guan and Mu Yao walked up from below and came behind Li Zhixia.

"master!"

"master!"

The two of them called each other and looked at each other in confusion. They didn't know why Li Zhixia called them here so early!

"You guys take a look first."

Li Zhixia handed over the newspaper in her hand.

During this period, it fell to the Sangli people to guard the mountain gate and deliver newspapers, so neither of them had seen today's newspaper.

At this time, Mu Yao took the newspaper and opened it, while Shu Guan leaned his head over it.

Sure enough, it was Master's favorite "Qiu Begonia Newspaper".

The headline on today's front page was astonishingly:

"It's very satisfying. The executioner of Jingcheng Bloody Gum died suddenly on a battleship last night."

Shu Guan and Mu Yao were startled for a moment, then immediately looked at it carefully.

The news in "Qiu Haitang Newspaper" first likes to use surprising headlines to attract readers, often using words such as "shocked", "unbelievable", "exclusive decryption", etc. In the end, the contents are filled with short-sightedness. , trivial or even catchy content.

But today's news is definitely breaking news.

If it is true!

The news content was not much, but it only reported that Jorge, the patrol captain in the Injili Concession who ordered to shoot at the marchers, was killed on the Injili destroyer Portsmouth.

Different from the past reporting style of "Begonia News" which liked to add fuel to the fire, there were only a few sentences in the news.

What’s different from the past is that this news actually has evidence.

There are several photos below the news text. In the photos, a white man died in a terrible state, lying in a pool of blood.

Although the scene looked in a mess, the appearance of the white man was captured very clearly. It can be seen that the white man was extremely frightened and painful before his death.

In addition, there is an origami swallow placed on the white man's body.

Mu Yao and Shu Guan looked at each other again, with surprise flashing in their eyes.

Although this news seemed a bit unbelievable, both of them subconsciously felt that it should be true.

Because it is easy to verify whether the white man in the photo is Jorge.

Moreover, "Qiu Haitang Newspaper" would never dare to fabricate this kind of thing. This is different from gossip. If they dare to make it up, once they are discovered, the angry people will definitely smash their newspaper.

And if this news is true, it only means one thing:

Last night, a cultivator secretly sneaked into the Injili Empire's warship and killed Jorge, whose bones and flesh the entire Jingcheng people wanted to eat.

Ordinary people absolutely cannot do this.

"Master, do you want us to investigate who did this?"

Then Mu Yao asked.

Li Zhixia shook her head and said:

"Compared to finding the person who killed Jorge, the more urgent thing now is that they have already come to the door."

"Master, who came to the door?"

Shu Guan asked puzzledly.

"Those practitioners from the Western Continent in the concession."

Li Zhixia said calmly.

"You two, go with me as master to meet them."



Shu Guan originally thought that the only people he would meet with the cultivators from the Western Continent were their master and disciple.

But when they arrived at the riverside, they found that Master Sanmu from Guiyuan Temple and Master Su Jie from Yuelan Academy were also here.

And they all brought their own disciples.

Master Sanmu led Nagarjuna, and Master Su Jieshan led Yang Jianqing.

Since the last joint search team said goodbye, they have not met each other again. However, their respective division commanders looked very serious at this time, so they just looked at each other and said hello.

"Boy, what do you think about this matter?"

Master Sanmu said this to Li Zhixia and Su Jie.

"Good kill!"

Dean Su Jie laughed loudly.

"Let's meet those people first before we talk!"

Li Zhixia said calmly.

Then everyone walked towards the concession pier in the distance. Beside the pier, there were several huge steel warships docked.

On the way here just now, Li Zhixia had already explained to Mu Yao and Shu Guan that fifteen years ago, during the Northern Expedition of the Republic of China, there were many secret battles between the practitioners of the Western Continent and their Seven Immortals Alliance. Many people died on both sides.

Later, the Seven Immortals of the Seven Immortals Alliance and the "gods" of the Western Continent reached an armistice agreement with each other. That is, the practitioners of the Western Continent in the Republic of China must also abide by the heavenly rules of the Seven Immortals Alliance. In addition, there are certain restrictions on the number and strength of Western Continent practitioners who stay in Dahua. If they want to act in Dahua's land with extraordinary power, they must obtain the consent of the Seven Immortals Alliance.

Judging from this agreement, the Seven Immortals Alliance should have had some upper hand in the war between the practitioners.

But there is one item in the agreement, that is, if the practitioners of Dahua kill ordinary people in the Western Continent, the Seven Immortals Alliance must also be responsible for it.

This is also the reason why the few practitioners from the Western Continent asked to meet with them today.

The meeting place was on the Portsmouth destroyer.

An officer wearing an Injili navy uniform took them to the warship.

Mu Yao, Yang Jianqing, and Longshu all looked around curiously with a novel look.

Shu Guan just looked at it casually. In his previous life, he had visited a decommissioned aircraft carrier and seen a real behemoth. The destroyer in front of him was just a primitive toy.

The naval officer took them to the top deck, saluted respectfully to the people standing on the deck, and then left.

On the top deck, there were three people standing, three white people.

One is an old man who looks to be seventy or eighty years old. He is wearing a white floor-length priest's uniform. He has snow-white hair and a face full of wrinkles. However, his eyes are extremely bright and there is no trace of his age. And here. The old priest also held a golden scepter in his hand.

One is a burly man, nearly two meters tall. The jacket on his body is stretched tightly by his exaggerated muscles. The strong man has red hair, light green eyes, and a fierce and ferocious face. This strong man held a huge battle ax in his hand.

There is also a handsome young man in his twenties, with a slender and tall figure, wearing a finely tailored black dress, with golden hair as bright as the sun, dark blue eyes, and extremely fair complexion, just like a noble man. , but the expression between his eyebrows and eyes is also extremely proud.

This handsome young man did not stand with the other two, but stood in the shadow of a cabin with his back to the sun, holding on to the railings with both hands, as if admiring the scenery of the river.

When the people from the Alliance of Seven Immortals walked onto the deck, the old priest and the giant man with the ax looked over immediately, but this handsome young man still stood by the railing, looking at the river, as if he didn't bother to look back. Take a look.

These are the three practitioners from the Western Continent who are now in Jingcheng.

On the top deck, apart from these three people, there were no other people on the battleship.

This time, it was a meeting between practitioners. Ordinary soldiers were naturally not suitable to appear on such an occasion, including the captain of the warship, Colonel Ross.

Shu Guan also knew the general identities of these three Western Continent practitioners from his master Li Zhixia.

After all, it is impossible for the Seven Immortals Alliance not to pay attention to these Western Continent practitioners in Jingcheng.

Of the three practitioners from the Western Continent, one is in the fetal movement state and two are in the first awareness state.

Of course, the division of strength among practitioners in the Western Continent is different from that in the Eastern Continent, so this is only a rough estimate.

The oldest old priest, named Laurent, is a diocesan bishop of the Tian'en Church in the Western Continent.

Tian'en Sect is a sect founded by the most powerful of the "gods" in the Western Continent. It is also the religion with the largest number of believers, the greatest influence, and the deepest foundation in the Western Continent. It is roughly equivalent to the status of Taoism in the Eastern Continent. .

The strength of the bishop of Tian'en Sect is roughly equivalent to that of a Taoist Fetus Realm, a Buddhist monk, or a gentleman of an academy.

As for Bishop Laurent, he has been preaching in Jingcheng for more than thirty years. He is also the only one among the practitioners from the Western Continent currently staying in Jingcheng who participated in the war fifteen years ago.

The giant axe-wielding man, whose name is Platum, is an intermediate warrior in the Western Continent War Temple, and his strength is equivalent to the Tao Sect's First Realm Realm.

In the Western Continent, there are many sects similar to those in the Eastern Continent. They are not only religions that preach among believers, but also sects that practice.

The most powerful among them is naturally the Tian'en Sect, and there are also many powerful sects, and the War Temple is one of them.

This intermediate warrior from the Temple of War named Platum came to Jingcheng ten years ago to replace the last warrior from the Temple of War who left.

A bishop of the Tian'en Sect and a warrior of the Temple of War, this seems to be the standard configuration for practitioners in the Western Continent in every city with a concession in Dahua.

As for the last handsome young man who is half a noble son, his name is Anthony. He is also a practitioner equivalent to the realm of first knowledge. However, he only came to Jingcheng a few months ago. His identity is quite mysterious, at least from the Seven Immortals Alliance. So far, apart from knowing the name of this young man, nothing else is known about the sect he came from in the Western Continent.

Shu Guan took a careful look at the three practitioners from the Western Continent and found that these three practitioners from the Western Continent also had spiritual energy undulating slightly around their bodies, but the fluctuations were faintly different from those of the Dahua practitioners he was familiar with. slidely different.

When a group of people from the Alliance of Seven Immortals stepped onto the deck, Bishop Laurent was the first to greet them.

"Three of you, long time no see!"

Bishop Laurent made the sign of the cross on his chest, which is the etiquette of their Tian'en Church.

And Laurent actually spoke a very pure Chinese, with a bit of Jingcheng's local accent.

Of course, this is not a strange thing for a Western Continental native who has lived in Jingcheng for more than thirty years.

As for his attitude, it couldn't be said to be very enthusiastic. Instead, there was a hint of fear in his eyes.

Fifteen years ago, he had fought against all three of the people in front of him, and suffered small losses at the hands of each of them.

Facing this old priest, Li Zhixia, Master Sanmu, and Su Jie all had indifferent expressions. Li Zhixia at least raised her hands, and Master Sanmu also clasped his palms together, but Su Jie stood with his hands behind his back. No return gift.

"Laurent, you'd better put away this hypocrisy and stop being so polite. It's best that we never meet."

Su Jie glanced at the scepter in his hand, then looked at the giant ax in the hand of the warrior from the Temple of War named Platum, and sneered.

In the war fifteen years ago, the most people died in their Yuelan Academy. One of Su Jie's disciples even died at the hands of Bishop Laurent.

Of course, Su Jie also personally killed several priests of the Tian'en Sect.

Therefore, although the two parties facing each other have not fought each other in recent years due to the constraints of the agreement, the hatred between them has not faded much with the passage of time.

Su Jie's unceremonious attitude at this time made Bishop Laurent look a little embarrassed.

Different from the secular world, among ordinary people in the secular world, white people from the Western Continent have always been superior to the Chinese.

But in the world of spiritual practice, practitioners from the Western Continent do not have such confidence when facing practitioners from Dahua.

Because the strength of the Dahua cultivation world is no weaker than that of the Western Continent, especially on other people's territory, they do not have strong capital.

The war fifteen years ago clearly illustrated this point.

That's why both he and Pratum were armed today.

There are three in the Fetal Movement Realm alone, so how can I not take some precautions on my side?

So it was embarrassing, but Bishop Laurent didn't say anything. He just pointed to the captain's lounge of the warship behind him and said indifferently:

"Everyone, come in and take a look for yourselves!"

Then he walked into the cabin first, and everyone from the Seven Immortals Alliance filed in, followed by Platum, and finally the handsome young man named Anthony who had been standing in the shadows also walked into the cabin.

It's just that when the young man walked, he kept close to the cabin wall, as if he was afraid of the sun tanning his fair skin.

This captain's exclusive lounge is indeed very spacious. With so many people in the same room, it is not too crowded.

In the middle of the lounge, on the soft carpet, was a shocking scene.

A white man whose belly had been disemboweled lay in a patch of dried blood.

On top of the corpse, there was an origami swallow.

This scene is exactly the same as the photos in "Begonia News".

A strange thought inevitably arose in Shu Guan's mind, that is, where did those photos in "Begonia News" come from?

At this time, Su Jie, the headmaster of Yuelan Academy, looked at the scene in front of him and burst out laughing again.

He smiled extremely happily.