Ling Linglu was directly subordinate to the Emperor, and Iron Hand was also Zhuge Shenhou's right-hand man, so the relevant information was quickly reported.
The emperor was furious and ordered a thorough investigation, and a large number of cult 'spies' were immediately discovered.
Even within the palace, several maids and chamberlains were arrested. They behaved differently and were suspected of being members of the cult.
At this point, under the influence of a small disciple of the Ten Demons Sect, the mighty battle of 'Killing Evil' officially began.
Under the sudden blow, those monks at first either chose to further disguise themselves, like the Jiuxuan before, completely dissipating their monkish smell and blending into this martial arts world, or they had no choice but to flee into the wilderness and hide away from the limelight. .
Later, some big spiritual sects organized secretly and decided to do the opposite without stopping.
Crush the country and rebuild the world.
There’s nothing wrong with that!
This is even on the plan list of many high-ranking sects, but now they are just forced to speed up the pace and process.
Compared with the casual cultivators, small families and small sects in Leizhou Guild Hall, they are sneaky and cautious.
The spirit of the great sect is naturally incomparable to them.
As long as there are enough interests and abilities, the spiritual sect can destroy the world for it.
"Search the cult?" Aunt Li put down the briefing in her hand, and with a slight shake of her fingers, the briefing fell into pieces.
Although the court's arrests were very vigorous.
But wanting to eradicate all the monks installed in the imperial court is also wishful thinking.
Of course, most monks are not good at hiding themselves.
But there must be a small group of people who can, in a very short-term unfavorable environment, become more and more open-minded and gain opportunities to enter the core that is originally difficult to enter.
What's more, the monks have the greatest advantage over the aborigines... they are not afraid of sacrifice.
The monks can use their own people's "blood" to build up a capable minister and general who is "loyal" to the court.
After all, the concept of monks' immortality cannot be passed on to the aborigines through any means.
Any direct or implicit transmission will be distorted and biased.
This does not require Ke Xiaoliang to do it himself.
He originally wrote the rules into the basic settings of the world, and after the world solidified, these rules have always been in effect.
"Since they say there is a cult, then force a cult to come out."
"Only when there is evil can there be good. Our Zhenwu Sect...it is also time to replace Wudang, and then all the heroes will go down the mountain...to destroy the evil and eliminate the evil!" Aunt Li said lightly.
After the words fell, Wudang, one of the holy places of martial arts, was doomed to its next fate.
At about the same time, Dalin Temple, Kunlun Sect, Emei Sect, Huashan Sect, Beggar Clan, Quanzhen, Wushuang City, Tianxiahui, Daqimen... these top martial arts forces in the world all ushered in Either drastic or gentle change.
Some new faces are destined to stand on the stage.
At the same time, a group of people started to rebel in the Weidong area under the banner of "No Life Mother, Home of Vacuum".
What started as a team of dozens of people grew to thousands in just a few days.
The masters sent by the imperial court to behead people often never returned.
More than ten days later, the rebel army expanded to tens of thousands and occupied an entire state.
At this time, signs of cult activities appeared all over the world.
Some small uprisings also started one after another.
Some were destroyed by the imperial court, but some became stronger and stronger enough to become a serious problem.
"Although Yao Congjun's random remarks acted as a trigger. But with or without him, such disputes will actually occur, and it is inevitable."
"The imperial court noticed that something was wrong with the monk group, and began to constantly test it, trying to cut it off or control it. The monks...especially the monks from the big sects would definitely not be willing to give in. Then the corresponding resistance, or even counterattack, would It will definitely show up.”
"The most important thing is that when dealing with monks... no matter the court or the martial arts, there is no absolute advantage."
"Except for ancient supernatural powers, the upper limit of power is the master. The imperial court has grandmasters, the martial arts has masters, and the monks... have more masters. The imperial court has a large army, and the number of monks is also large, and they are not afraid of death. In reality, there are still a lot of reserves.”
"This battle has been fought!" Ke Xiaoliang, as the driving force behind this battle, stood outside the world and silently analyzed the whole story.
"Perhaps... the path to the Grand Master will also be opened with this vast dispute."
"War... is the driving force behind the progress of military force. Those martial arts, whether they are sword skills or sword moves, no matter what kind of magical skills they are, the first purpose of their creation is to attack and kill the enemy. This is what warriors There is an essential difference between them and monks. Therefore, the progress of martial arts must also be in killing."
What Ke Xiaoliang was thinking about at the moment was his second purpose.
Great master!
This level of realm is defined by Ke Xiaoliang himself, but it has not yet been truly realized.
The emergence of ancient supernatural powers gave the Jianghu and monks confidence, making them sure that they had a higher level of power than the master.
And war...will promote the emergence and arrival of this kind of power.
The atmosphere in Cuiyun Mountain also began to become a little tense.
Even the Belvedere at the foot of the mountain is a little more desolate.
The Cuiyun Mountain monks who used to hang out in groups in Belvedere became rare.
They are all in the palace on the top of Cuiyun Mountain, waiting for the master's call to queue up to enter the world of high martial arts, and then participate in the mighty war between monks and aborigines.
Even monks who die in another world and enter the cool-down period still have to do some offline logistical work.
So Yang Zhenzhen didn't come to Ke Xiaoliang again.
On this day, an unexpected person came to Ke Xiaoliang's pastry shop.
Senior Sister Mengxi was wearing a snow-white dress, and she arrived at Ke Xiaoliang's pastry shop like a fairy.
"Yang Zhenzhen wants to have some snacks, do you want to buy them?" Ke Xiaoliang asked Senior Sister Mengxi with a smile.
Senior Sister Mengxi swallowed the words that were on her lips, nodded with a cold face, and then said: "Pack me a few boxes of her favorite pastries."
Ke Xiaoliang took out the pastries that had been prepared from the counter and placed them in front of Senior Sister Mengxi. He then carefully introduced the different pastries and the best ways to eat them, and repeatedly told Senior Sister Mengxi not to forget to tell Yang Zhenzhen .
"You're really nice to her." Senior Sister Mengxi said with a strange expression.
Ke Xiaoliang smiled and said, "She is indeed a likeable person."
Senior Sister Mengxi smiled stiffly, then took out a blood talisman with body scent from her arms and placed it in front of Ke Xiaoliang.
"The sect has been active recently, and there are a lot of blood talismans in surplus. If you don't have a blood talisman yet, I'll give you one... In another world, casual cultivators like you will have more adventures. That's it. If you don’t have any adventures, it’s also good to save some plot points and exchange them for practice resources.”
Ke Xiaoliang showed a surprised expression.
Then he said: "Well... I'm sorry, I bought one from Hualingshi through the channel of the Shizhou Chamber of Commerce. I haven't told Zhenzhen yet. I'm waiting to give her a surprise. Don't tell her either... Okay Really? I appreciate your kindness. You can keep this blood talisman and exchange it for spiritual stones."
Senior Sister Mengxi's face stiffened again, and she took back the blood talisman on the table in embarrassment.
Then he picked up the pastries and turned around to leave in a menacing manner.
Looking at the back of Senior Sister Mengxi turning away, Ke Xiaoliang sneered: "Ha! Woman!"
