After hearing this, top masters such as Xiao Shi, the Three Saints of the Temple, had to take a high look at this idle man.
As a man of the Jianghu, Chen Xiaoyao lives up to his name, and as a Qingguo native, he should be a person who can tell the difference between right and wrong.
The situation was temporarily stable; seeing that Zhao Zhengli was unharmed, the Bi sisters almost ran to meet each other, their eyes filled with joy of surviving the disaster.
The bitter monk Mingwu held a fake wooden Zen staff made of tungsten steel and meteorite iron, and stared at the two graceful figures leaving him. At a certain moment, his eyes flashed with a trace of trance.
Zhao Zhengli's body suddenly trembled slightly, and the skin all over his body was filled with strands of black mist. The refined Ten Thousand Corpse Gu poison could no longer suppress it. He sat cross-legged on the spot and adjusted his luck. The true energy rose, causing the black mist poison in his body to run wildly. There was a faint feeling of pain from ants eating his heart, and his face was expressionless. Although this poison was tricky, fortunately, only a small amount entered the body, which was far less complete than the first poisoning.
The happy and pretty faces of the Bi family sisters suddenly became anxious. They immediately placed the palm of their luck palm on the two acupoints of Shentang and Shendao on his back, instilling their meager amount of vitality.
Zhao Zhengli raised his hand to stop them, but the two beauties were disappointed. They thought they were being criticized for their lack of strength and caused trouble by mistake.
The handsome young man who was sitting cross-legged and meditating felt something, and smiled and joked: "I have experience in dealing with poison, and it can't hurt me. There may be something unexpected in the future, and I rely on you two to protect me. I can't squander my energy at will." , even if you can't protect him, you still have enough energy to escape, right? When the day comes, Fang Chang will remember that I came to take revenge or something, so I can just smile and close my eyes."
How could the two sisters not hear that the bad Taoist priest was caring about them? They also remembered that in the past in Shu, he risked his life fighting the old witch in Nanzhao and was poisoned by poison. In the end, he almost died from the poison in Qipanling on the way to Beijing. Now he was poisoned again. , even more terrifying than last time. How could the two women accept it? Fortunately, the old witch was hit in the head by Zhao Tianshi, and she managed to calm down. After thinking about it, she was afraid that she would not be able to survive. All kinds of ominous thoughts came to her mind, and four lines of tears flowed uncontrollably, and she sobbed: "If the Taoist talks nonsense, even if it means death, my sisters will never live alone."
"Why are you still crying? As for this poison, I am already immune to it!" Zhao Zhengli secretly thought that the teasing was too much. The two silly girls must not take it seriously.
In fact, as he said, the originally manic black mist gradually subsided and was magically absorbed by the muscles, bones, flesh and blood. Even Zhao Zhengli felt incredible. Could it be that after surviving a narrow escape last time, the poison and the Dragon Tiger Pill changed his body? No wonder there was something strange about my body some time ago.
At the same time, people from all over the world noticed Zhao Zhengli's changes one after another, and they started talking a lot and gloating about his misfortune. There were very few people who were as worried as the sisters of the Bi family, and Master Zhao was one of them.
The Tibetan, Khitan, prince and other party members slowly approached Zhao Zhengli, and the Nanzhao survivors rushed to the front without concealment. Chen Xiaoyao chose to watch like other Jianghu people at this moment, and the Bi family sisters immediately protected Zhao Zhengli.
Master Zhao Hongyun held his arms tightly. Zhao Zhengli and the Bi sisters, who were tens of meters apart, were swept away without control. Zhao Zhengli did not resist because his true energy was very soft and he did not feel the slightest hostility. The Bi sisters had no time to resist. .
The three people landed lightly in front of the Heavenly Master, and the people in the world who were about to take advantage of the opportunity to act stopped.
The Heavenly Master placed his palm on the Baihui point on the top of Zhao Zhengli's head, and swept it with his strong zhenqi. He then put on an inadvertent smile at the corner of his mouth and quickly withdrew his zhenqi palm power.
On the side, the old monk Yuanyi Guoshi saw his miraculous appearance and asked, "Is this kid okay?"
The mufuzi in green scholar's shirt gave a cursory glance: "Why are you so worried? Do you really think that Dragon Tiger Pill is a one-time pill?"
When the matter was brought up, the old monk Yuanyi Guoshi became interested again and gossiped: "Zhao Niubi cares so much about this boy, there is a high probability that he has some ulterior secret!"
Upon hearing this, Master Mu turned his head and looked at Zhao Hongyun, who had the same silver beard and white hair as him, and a majestic face. The master just smiled mysteriously and did not make any answer.
The situation was not right, otherwise the old monk would have had calluses on his mouth before he would give up.
Zhao Tianshi and Mu Fuzi, who arrived later, observed the mysterious Black Heron Temple in the mist, and then turned their attention to the Khitan, Tubo, Dali and other external forces. It was definitely impossible to drive them away now, let alone kill them all. Think of a perfect solution.
A group of outsiders were also considering this issue. Several people in Dali's arena showed an indifferent attitude. It was not that they were not enthusiastic, but because there was no great master to support the scene and they had to avoid the spotlight for the time being.
The country of Dali worships Buddhism, pays attention to cause and effect, and lets nature take its course. Among them, the eight abbots of Chongen Temple are the most powerful and masters. There are two great masters at the top, but they rarely go out in the world.
Compared with northern barbaric countries such as Tubo, Khitan, and Xixia, Dali is extremely polite and conservative. Of course, this is only the perspective of the Qing people. The Nanzhao survivors do not think this way. They have lost their original glory and wealth, and live a luxurious and comfortable life. He drank blood and swallowed flesh.
Ordinary people have a different view on the same problem. Whoever becomes the emperor will win the world. As long as they can live and work in peace and contentment and have enough food, they are content.
The root cause is still interests, whether in rivers, lakes, or temples, if interests are conserved, there will be peace, and if there is imbalance, there will be turmoil.
Traffickers and pawns gamble their lives for small fortunes, princes and generals plan for the general trend, and people in rivers and lakes seek immortality, seek ways and seek the Dharma.
Everyone gets what they want.
The Wulu Temple here is the overall situation of the princes and generals. The way of the Jianghu people to find immortals can only be watched by the weak traffickers and soldiers from the other side.
Nowadays, countries are looking for a balance of interests.
On the Qingguo side, representatives of the Three Saints of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism, Yunyan Master Qi Xiuning, Yang Ming, a descendant of Jiangnan Old Master, and other great masters came to discuss the situation.
After deliberation for a long time, there was no clear conclusion. Why wouldn't this opportunity attract the Grand Master? Maybe you can find an opportunity to break through to the land of gods from the Black Heron Temple.
He said one thousand and said ten thousand, all with the thought of seeking immortality and finding the way.
At that time, it was almost dawn, and the sky in the east was white, turning the dark night into a red glow.
The fog has faded a bit, and the Black Heron Temple on the cliff has become more and more obvious. The Grand Masters are impatient and the atmosphere is extremely tense. Fear will only change later. On the contrary, people from all over the world below the Grand Master gradually begin to calm down. Well, maybe many of them have cleared up their thoughts. With the pressure of these great masters, the opportunity of the Wulu Temple is destined to miss them. The idea of shaking the world with one son and changing the fate of the country with one son has all come to nothing, and so on. The situation is naturally no longer urgent or panicky.
Zhao Zhengli had been recuperating for a long time, and the poison in his body had been eliminated. His body became more and more mysterious, and the desire for "poison" flashed in his heart. This thought shocked him, and he carefully explored the muscles and bones of his body again, and found that they were bright red and active. In this state, like a hungry wolf devouring less than two layers of poison, it no longer posed a threat, so he stopped paying attention to the Black Heron Temple.
After a night of waiting, the fog shrouding the Black Heron Temple has obviously become lighter. Hundreds of people from all over the world are watching eagerly. There may be people swarming over. Something may happen at any time.
Hundreds of people looked at the palace with cornices and brackets in the depths of the mist, their eyes wide open, and they couldn't help but get ready to go. I don't know who shouted, "Come on!" ’, hundreds of people swarmed up almost at the same time, their eyes were scarlet like wild beasts pouncing on food, even the great masters had several who bore the brunt.
The remaining people couldn't stop them at all. All the rules and principles were thrown away in front of the Wulu Temple, which was just a short distance away. They were betting on the world and luck.
It's messed up, it's all messed up.
Hundreds of people were submerged in the fog in an instant. At first, they could still see the shadowy crowd through the white fog. As they got deeper into it, the fog became thicker and their vision was restricted depending on the level of the realm.
The rampaging crowd separated Zhao Zhengli and the Bi sisters. There were also many people in the rivers and lakes who were also dispersed. In the mist, there came one after another shouts and shouts, and at the same time, there were also clangs and clangs of fighting, and various swords, guns, swords and halberds. Looking at flowers in the fog is illusory and confusing.
Zhao Zhengli was like a falcon flying through the sea of clouds, silently searching for the Bi sisters. He did not dare to speak, for fear that the enemy would come looking for the sound. When he met the Khitan and Tubo people, he did not hesitate at all and killed them with one sword. The Qing Dynasty would kill him. Also keep them in mind and send them away together when you encounter them.
He didn't expect to enter the Black Lu Temple, because there were more than a dozen great masters, and it wouldn't be his turn no matter how the pie fell. However, revenge with the help of mist was the most reliable and the best way to relieve his anger.
Fifty meters forward, more than ten people were killed individually, all with one sword.
He is not invincible. When he encounters someone who cannot be killed by ten moves, he turns around and retreats. Revenge is important, but he is more worried about the safety of the Bi family sisters. He must seize the time to find the two sisters before danger approaches.
However, there are basically not many people who can really resist his ten swords. Unless they meet the peak level of a grandmaster, or are as evil and talented as him, even the three Khitan commanders will have a hard time resisting him. It happened that not long ago, he met a fat and strong man. Halasa, the third commander of the Khitan and a master, challenged people from all walks of life in the capital a few days ago, and finally tied with the sixth prince Song Maoling after 300 rounds. Zhao Zhengli met such a terrifying and strong man and used the "Double Ninth Nine Cauldron Sword" neatly and neatly. , the burly and strong Halasa was quite powerful, he managed to carry the seventh sword "Seven Injuries of the Double Ninth Festival", and was shocked to death by the repeatedly superimposed sword energy, causing his seven orifices to bleed to death.
On the surface, Zhao Zhengli only used seven swords, but in reality, there were hundreds of swords overlapping each other. They were only compressed into seven swords using the "Chongyang Nine Cauldron Sword" sword formula. If all nine swords were used together, there would be more than a thousand swords. .
Just when Zhao Zhengli was running rampant like a ghost looking for his next target, a devastating palm force struck him. Zhao Zhengli felt his scalp numb. This palm definitely came from a certain great master.
"Bang"
When he was unable to avoid it, Zhao Zhengli was ready to counterattack the Grandmaster's palm with all his strength. Unexpectedly, a huge zhenqi tiger palm suddenly appeared from the other side. With a roar of a tiger, it collided with the zhenqi palm, emitting a deafening sound wave, bright and clear. Eye-catching explosion, this is the "Tiger Exploring Claw" of Longhushan's "Dragon and Tiger Jue".
However, such a terrifying wave of true energy did not dispel any white mist.
From the depths of the white mist came the deep voice of the Heavenly Master: "Yeluxiao, it seems unjustifiable for you to interfere in the grudges of this junior generation, right?"
Not to be outdone, the other party roared and said: "If this son kills another Khitan person, I will report to His Majesty the Khan to lead his troops south to attack a city in Qingguo, kill ten people, and massacre ten cities!"
Even in the chaotic fighting earlier, the great Khitan master was not angry, which shows how ferociously Zhao Zhengli killed.
Zhao Zhengli didn't slack off at all. When he saw the old Heavenly Master blocking the fatal blow for him, he quickly escaped into the depths, because the deeper you go, the shorter the line of sight. Presumably the Grand Master is no exception. After all, he has not reached the true terrestrial fairyland.
Zhao Zhengli was not intimidated by the Khitan Grand Master, and he continued to kill him all the way. If the Khitan really led the troops south, how could Qingguo act like a soft persimmon? It just so happened that in the Qing Kingdom, where civility was emphasized but military was suppressed, the custom of military generals guarding the country was promoted, and by the way, King Cheng's prestige in the court was increased.
Zhao Zhengli killed dozens of people along the way, including Tubo, Khitan, and Jianghu people from the Qing Kingdom, but not from the Dali Kingdom, because they did not do anything disadvantageous to him and could not find an excuse to kill.
What made him frustrated was that he couldn't find the Bi sisters. He was worried about whether the two sisters were safe and capable of protecting themselves. Two beauties who were becoming more and more lovely, don't make any mistakes.
The vast white mist covered the sky and the sun. Zhao Zhengli broke into the depths silently. There was no shouting and fighting in his ears. It was surprisingly quiet. It was difficult to distinguish the five fingers with his hand, and it was difficult to distinguish left and right things. He was not used to this unknown feeling. .
When Zhao Zhengli was alert, a voice as clear and sweet as a bell came from his ears: "Yo? Who are you? How did you get here?"
