Chapter 160 White Deer Academy Confucian Quasi-Sage, Wang Jinglong!

Hehuan Cave is located in the valley between the Four Sacred Mountains.

Four towering peaks surround it in the middle. A deep hole is exposed under a mountain wall, extending to an unknown place.

"Daoist Qing Hui, this is the place where the elders of the Hehuan Sect have retreated."

Qu Feiyan stood in front of Hehuan Cave and introduced.

Zhang Ming took a look, only to feel that there was a cold aura coming out of the hole.

Other than that, there was no sense of danger.

"Come on, let's go in and have a look!"

He nodded and said.

Qu Feiyan answered "Yes", and stepped into the cave first, leading the way.

"Daoist Qinghui, the valley where Hehuan Cave is located is called Hehuan Valley, and the trend in the cave is all the way down, until it reaches a depth of 100 meters underground."

As she walked, she said, "Hehuan Cave has three floors. If we walk inside for a cup of tea, we can reach the first floor, which is the stone room where I will retreat."

Zhang Ming followed behind, looking at the situation in the cave.

This cave is very spacious, obviously it was developed by the Acacia Sect through successive dynasties.

The walls of the cave are carved with simple patterns, and from time to time, portraits of men and women gather together, or sit with palms together, or kneel to worship.

They seem to be telling some old stories.

"Elder Qu, what is the meaning of the murals on the mountain wall?"

Zhang Ming asked subconsciously.

Only then did Qu Feiyan set his sights on the murals on both sides.

"Daoist Qing Hui, these masters have heard from Master that they are talking about the history of the Hehuan Sect more than a thousand years ago."

She smiled slightly, "It is said that the ancestors of the Hehuan Sect were two monks and two nuns. They participated in the study of the secret art of joy in the Four Sacred Mountains, and they realized the Tao of Yixin, Kaitai of Eryang, and Huihai of Sanyin respectively. The art of rejoicing with yin and yang, thus forming the inheritance of the four peaks."

Qu Feiyan reached out and stroked a pattern.

There is a picture of a gathering of men and women.

"At the beginning of the Acacia Sect, the four peaks came from the same origin, got along harmoniously, and helped each other. But gradually, each of them developed a difference in philosophy, and they traveled farther and farther, and even reached the current situation where they are enemies of each other."

She was a little emotional.

The two walked for a while, and a gray cloud pattern appeared on the mural, covering the mountain peak like a monster.

Then, there are figures of monks and nuns, confronting the dark clouds in the painting.

The stories of these murals seem to get older as they go in.

"Elder Qu, what is this?"

Zhang Ming asked curiously.

Qu Feiyan glanced over, and said with a slight frown: "I don't know much about these things. However, the content seems to be a story before the establishment of the Hehuan Sect."

"I heard that the four patriarchs of the Hehuan Sect did not come to the Four Sacred Mountains for no reason, but were ordered to suppress evil spirits. Perhaps this black cloud represents the evil spirits or beasts at that time."

She is not very sure, just guessing based on her own cognition.

Zhang Ming nodded and did not continue to ask.

Soon, they came to an open cave.

The cave walls on both sides spread out to the left and right, and the roof of the cave arched upwards, revealing a huge circular cave.

There are stone gates all around, chiseled on the mountain wall.

"Daoist Qinghui, this is the stone room where I am waiting for retreat. There are twelve rooms in total. The outermost room is my room."

Qu Feiyan pointed to the two rows of stone chambers and explained.

"However, further down, I heard that there are still arrangements, and the ancestral hall leading to the second floor. I haven't been there yet."

She pointed to the depths of the deep cave.

The second floor is where the Acacia Sect's ancestral hall is located, and only the suzerain of each generation has the right to set foot there.

However, since three hundred years ago, the internal conflicts of the Hehuan Sect had intensified, and the various peaks were dissatisfied with each other. There has been no new suzerain who can subdue the four peaks.

Therefore, Qu Feiyan is not clear about the situation in this ancestral hall.

Zhang Ming nodded, and walked towards the stone chamber one by one, intending to check if there were still living Elders of the Hehuan Sect inside.

Qu Feiyan's heart also lifted.

...

at the same time,

Outside the Four Sacred Mountains.

A scholar with a book basket on his back appeared on the mountain road without any haste.

He is none other than Wang Jinglong, a quasi-sage of Confucianism who came all the way from Nanshan County!

In fact, according to his cultivation level and traveling speed, he should have arrived at the Four Sacred Mountains a day ago.

However, as he was walking, he noticed a strange aura change taking place over the distant Four Sacred Mountains, so he was surprised, so he slowed down his journey and kept observing the changes.

In this way, more than a day was delayed.

Now the aura of the Four Sacred Mountains had completely stabilized, and he could tell that it was an aura like a heavenly palace in a fairy world.

"Could it be that there are some blessed places or treasures of genius that appear in the world in the Four Sacred Mountains?"

He thought secretly, "If this is the case, it just happens to be cheaper for Wang."

He didn't know that it was the aura change caused by Zhang Ming manifesting Pantaoyuan.

And the pure spiritual energy emitted by the flat peach tree has also continuously changed the structure of the spiritual energy of the Four Sacred Mountains for more than a day, making it more suitable for cultivating spiritual plants and practicing.

"Hehe, Tai Xuzi... Wang is here!"

He took a step forward and appeared above the Four Sacred Mountains.

Even though this is the territory of the Hehuan Sect, one of the four major demon sects, he has no fear at all.

Because he is Wang Jinglong of White Deer Academy!

The number one person under Confucian saints!

However, when he looked down from above, he realized that something was wrong.

"Huh? Why are these three peaks empty? Could it be that people from the Hehuan Sect are all gathered in this one peak?"

His eyes fell on Taiyin Peak.

"The breath of more than three hundred people is not like the size of the disciples of the four major demon sects..."

He frowned slightly, and immediately began to search for the aura of the Taoist priest, "Strange, there are no Taoist priests, have they left this place? Or were they killed by the people of the Hehuan Sect?"

The more Wang Jinglong observed, the more strange he felt.

"Also, why are the auras of these Hehuan Sect disciples a bit strange? They don't seem to be practicing magic arts, but instead have the aura of Taoism? Could it be that they have abandoned demons and practiced Taoism, and have changed their ways?"

His temper was always fiery, and he quickly lost his patience. "Forget it, how many people Wang has arrested, just ask!"

As soon as he moved, he flew towards the position where the breath was strongest.

"who!?"

The disciples patrolling the mountain on Taiyin Peak finally found his trace, and shouted coldly.

The others were also startled, and all looked at the flying scholar in white.

This person was a man, and he was not a disciple of their Taiyin Peak at first glance, and he came directly from the air, not like an invited guest.

"Who is it, please report your name! My Lingshu Guan Taiyin Peak cannot allow you to be presumptuous!"

Qing Yu appeared on the mountain peak and asked.

"Huh? Lingshu Temple, Taiyin Peak!?"

Wang Jinglong was slightly stunned, and immediately seemed to understand something, and said with a smile: "So you have already taken refuge in the Lingshu Temple! It's so good, quickly call that Tai Xuzi out to die!"

Qing Yu's eyes turned cold.

Tai Xuzi...that is the master of Taoist Master Lingshu Guanqinghui!

This person actually called Tai Xuzi by his name, and told him to come out and die!

"Arrogance! How dare you offend Taixuzi Guanzhu!"

Qing Yu couldn't bear it any longer, and with a wave of her hand, a blue and red bottle flew out of her palm.

"Boundless world, into my bottle!"

She drank softly, and the Four Seas Bottle released a terrifying attraction, trying to put Wang Jinglong into the bottle.

Seeing this, the other female disciples around drew out their long swords one by one, ready to fight at any time.

"Hehe, even if you have a small skill, you dare to make an axe!"

Wang Jinglong smiled slightly, flicked his sleeves and waved towards Four Seas Ping.

Immediately, a mighty aura rose up from his body, forming a turbulent wave, rushing towards Qingyu.

clang--

The Four Seas Bottle was knocked flying directly.

"Oops!"

"Senior sister, be careful!"

"Quick, shoot the arrow and ask the peak master for help!"

A group of female disciples were startled to feel that something was wrong, and waved their long swords one after another, turning out a series of mysterious and yin auras to fight against it.

boom!

This majestic aura rushed over everyone.

Qing Yu's face turned pale immediately, and was swept away with a group of female disciples, crashing into the mountain behind far away.

They...couldn't stop the opponent's casual blow!

Even the Four Seas Bottle failed to exert its effect.

The gap between the two sides is really too big!

Ruan Xiu, Guo Xiang, Yin Xue and others who were meditating on the peak were finally alarmed and stepped out of Feixian Hall one after another.

"Who are you, you dare to attack me, Taiyin Peak?"

Ruan Xiu stepped on the paper kite with an ugly face, flew into the air, and asked head-on.

Guo Xiang and Yin Xue also walked to the cloud top platform and looked over here from afar.

With his hands behind his back, Wang Jinglong looked at Ruan Xiu, knowing that this person was the person with the strongest aura he was looking for.

If the guess is correct, she should be the person in charge here.

"At the Lower White Deer Academy, Wang Jinglong."

he said calmly.

When Ruan Xiu heard this, her complexion changed drastically: "Wang Jinglong! Nanfang County, you are the quasi-sage King Jinglong of Confucianism!?"

As the former leader of the Acacia Sect, she has naturally heard of this top powerhouse who supported half the sky of the Confucian lineage of the Great Jin Dynasty.

Wang Jinglong, who is known as the number one person under Confucian saints, is a strong man in the Dharma Realm!

And the strongest person in Dongling County is only at the peak of Yangshen Realm...

The gap between the two is really too big.

"That's right, it's next."

Wang Jinglong glanced at her indifferently, and asked, "Wang doesn't make things difficult for you. I heard that the people from the Lingshu Temple are staying in your Four Sacred Mountains. Please come and see him. Wang wants to report to you when he discussed Taoism. hatred!"

Ruan Xiu's heart turned cold, he actually came for the coffin.

However, how could he betray Taoist Qing Hui?

"Wang Zhunsheng, it's not a good time for you to come. The people of Lingshu Temple have already left the Four Sacred Mountains early in the morning."

She gritted her teeth and said.

Now that Daoist Qing Hui and Master went to the Hehuan Cave, they happened to be silent, so the other party might not be able to discover their existence.

We can only hope that Wang Jinglong can't find Taoist Qing Hui, and left on his own.

But Wang Jinglong smiled slightly and asked, "You can't fool me. The disciple just now revealed that you have taken refuge in the Lingshu Temple. Hehe, disciples of the Demon Sect, do you think you can be cleansed so easily?"

He looked at the sky above the four mountain peaks, as if he could see the invisible air mechanism.

"The Taoist aura of Lingshu Temple has appeared here, and it has not dissipated so far. They have not left."

Wang Jinglong suppressed his smile, and looked at Ruan Xiu sternly, "Tell me, where are they? If you cooperate obediently, Wang can make the decision and spare the lives of you, the remnants of the Demon Sect!"

Ruan Xiu's face turned pale instantly.

She didn't understand the Confucian practice method, and she didn't know any method of finding people and observing Qi in it.

She also doesn't know the method of the Faxiang Realm.

Therefore, she had no way of distinguishing how much of Wang Jinglong's words were true or false.

However, since the other party already knew about Taiyin Peak's taking refuge in Lingshu Temple, and the other party has enmity with Lingshu Temple, he and others can't get away with it!

"Wang Zhunsheng, we were originally disciples of the Sanyin Peak of the Hehuan Sect, but now we have indeed abandoned demons and practiced the Tao, and attached ourselves to the sect of Lingshu Temple. In the past few days, we have ordered our disciples to travel around and announce to the world."

Ruan Xiu raised her eyes and said resolutely: "If you insist on taking action against Lingshuguan, since Daoist Qing Hui is not around, I will take over all the cause and effect, regardless of life or death!"

She intends to take over the enmity.

As long as he can hold Wang Jinglong for a while, maybe he can wait for Daoist Qing Hui to come back and suppress him.

And if Wang Jinglong is really too strong, maybe after slaughtering himself and others, he can't find the trace of Daoist Qing Hui, and he may leave on his own.

This may be the only chance.

As soon as these words came out, Wang Jinglong narrowed his eyes immediately.

"What a remnant of the Hehuan Sect, who even wants to protect the people of the Spiritual Pivot even at the expense of his own life! Now, Wang actually believes that you are sincerely abandoning demons and cultivating the Tao. It's just, it's a pity..."

He stretched out his hand behind his back, pointed at the huge mountain, and said solemnly, "Since you are obsessed with obsession, don't blame Wang for leveling your entire mountain!"

As he spoke, he gesticulated with his fingers in the air and wrote the word "benevolence".

"For a benevolent person, if you want to stand up, you will stand up for others. If you want to achieve yourself, you will achieve others. Now that you are not benevolent, I will use the word 'benevolence' to suppress it!" He stretched out his hand forward.

This "benevolence" character immediately flew into the air, and while spinning, it became the size of the sky, covering the entire mountain firmly.

A huge spiritual pressure emanates from it.

There are female disciples with low cultivation bases, who feel the weight on their bodies and are crushed to the ground.

Others staggered, face down directly, and were crushed to the ground.

The mountain road is not smooth, and they can only rely on the meat shields on their chests to block the violent collisions.

"Yin Xue, be careful!"

Guo Xiang felt that something was wrong, so he took the Tianhe hairpin in his hand and waved it around.

Immediately under the influence of the hairpin, the space forms an invisible barrier, blocking the pressure on the word "benevolence".

Only then did the two of them avoid being crushed to their knees.

"Hey, this treasure is interesting!"

Wang Jinglong noticed their unusual appearance in no time, and looked over with some surprise.

However, when he saw a Taoist priest who was not from the Lingshu Temple, he quickly looked away and continued to scan the situation in the mountain without paying attention.

However, no one from Taixuzi or Lingshu Guan appeared.

Only the female disciples in the mountain peak were suppressed by the word "benevolence".

It was inevitable that Qing Yu and the others would be suppressed one by one.

Only Ruan Xiu relied on her Yangshen realm to support herself, she raised her head and shouted unwillingly: "Wang Jinglong, you are too deceitful! You are in vain for a Confucian quasi-sage! Even if I die, I will never submit to you!" !"

She reached out to touch her chest, took out a small flag, and threw it into the air.

"Plain cloud world, innate five flags! The universe is in the palm of your hand, and all dharmas retreat!"

With a soft recitation, the small flag instantly burst into colorful light, dispelling the word "benevolence" covering the mountain into nothingness.

Then, the flag was raised slightly, and endless colorful light fell, suppressing Wang Jinglong who was standing in mid-air.

"Huh? Heavenly treasure!?"

Wang Jinglong's face changed, and in the next second, he had already appeared in a world of nothingness.

Ruan Xiu from the outside sat cross-legged and continued to recite the mantra.

"I don't know how long this Juxian Banner can trap him..."

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