Chapter 124: Chapter 124 (Part 2)

Chapter 124: Chapter 124 (Part 2)

It was drizzling, and at some point, the sky became more and more gloomy.

Electric light passed silently among the clouds, and then thunder sounded.

In front of Tianxuan Palace.

Two figures, one tall and one dwarf, moved leisurely on the long stone steps.

"A lot of people call me a goddess, but that was actually a long time ago."

The woman in white in front is wearing a Golden Wing Building mask, looking up at the Dao Palace ahead.

"The word Tiannv originated from Buddhism. I was selected back then and took me to Dadu to practice the Sanskrit Yin Tianmo Dance. I still remember that it was many years ago."

Tong Zhang looked at the approaching gate of the Taoist Palace with deep eyes.

"Sixteen Heavenly Demon Dance, the younger generation has also heard of it." Zhang Rongfang answered in a low voice behind him.

"Yes. If Emperor Damir hadn't stopped me, I might have become a Ming concubine now. I have become the ten evil demons who tempted the Buddha."

Tong Zhang recalled.

"So, it's very good if you take the way of Daoism. It's also very good to take the way of Taoism."

Zhang Rongfang didn't know why. I don't know why I came here.

But seeing Tiannv Tongzhang has already moved forward.

He can only keep up.

The two walked to the gate of Tianxuan Palace.

The two Taoists guarding the palace gate had already seen them from a distance, they were chatting leisurely, their expressions were peaceful, and their clothes were not like ordinary people.

The two Taoists also bowed to them kindly.

Tiannv Tongzhang smiled back and continued walking inside with Zhang Rongfang.

Go across the square facing the main entrance.

Pass by rows of Taoists who are sitting cross-legged and chanting sutras.

They came to the largest main hall in the middle of Tianxuan Palace.

Above the main hall hangs a huge plaque - "Sanqing Hall".

There are constant pilgrims inside, Taoists chanting scriptures and ringing bells.

The curling incense and smoke permeated the hall, setting off the resplendent statues so that they did not look like dead objects.

Hu Shizhi, the master of the Sanqing Palace, was taking a nap on the right side with his eyes closed, sleeping soundly, when he suddenly felt something wrong, he opened his eyes quickly.

A white jade-like arm in front of him was silently nodding towards his forehead.

The white shadow flashed.

Tong Zhang withdrew his right palm and pulled out a gold needle between his two fingers.

Then throw it away.

laugh!

A piece of golden needles flew out, and the Taoists who were looking at this side from the left fell down in response.

All of them had needles in the face and head. And in two seconds, he lost his voice and couldn't move. Obviously it was stabbed in some acupuncture point.

Seeing this scene, some pilgrims who were bowing their heads screamed and ran away frantically.

Tong Zhang didn't care, he just looked up at the statue.

"Later, when I joined the Golden Wing Building, I realized another truth."

"Everything in this world, nothing is obtained without paying a price."

Zhang Rongfang heard the words and asked thoughtfully.

"What if you didn't see the price at the time?"

"Good luck will also make people relax." Tong Zhang said softly, "People need pain and setbacks, so they are always alert to themselves."

"In this world, there are no demons, so where does the Buddha come from?"

"With redemption and salvation, there will be people who believe in it."

Zhang Rongfang naturally understood this truth in his heart. Isn't this the relative existence in modern theory?

It's just that he didn't expect that in this world, there would be people who could comprehend so deeply by themselves.

The two turned around and walked out of the Sanqing Hall, and soon a group of Taoists stepped forward.

The old white-haired Taoist at the head bowed to the two of them, and then led people to block the gate of Sanqing Hall.

Tong Zhang didn't take it seriously, and continued to lead Zhang Rongfang to walk in the Taoist palace.

Every time he went to a place and stopped, more than a dozen lives disappeared on the spot.

The golden needles in her hand seemed to be endless, and she scattered them wantonly, really like a celestial girl scattering flowers.

Not long after, the two walked out of Tianxuan Palace, and hundreds of people in the Dao Palace had already fallen down.

Suppressed crying continued to come from inside.

But Tongzhang, the goddess, seemed to be used to it.

"Let's go, go to the next place."

Soon someone sent her a new box of gold needles from the side.

She put it away carefully, and led Zhang Rongfang to another direction.

There is vaguely the location of Dayang Temple.

When Zhang Rongfang left, he looked back at Tianxuan Palace, and he could still see the palace owner leading people standing in the center of the square, watching them leave from afar.

"Are those people damned?" He couldn't help asking.

When Tongzhang made a move just now, it even affected some ordinary pilgrims.

"I don't know."

The goddess shook her head slightly.

"Can't some innocent people be spared?" Zhang Rongfang frowned.

He can be absolutely ruthless when dealing with enemies, cutting grass and roots.

But for ordinary people who have nothing to do with him, he doesn't think it will be beneficial to kill at will.

"It's okay." Tong Zhang smiled, "Just go and clean up their family later."

Zhang Rongfang didn't mean that in his heart, but he still didn't dare to speak again.

In Dayang Temple, the goddess Tongzhang walked and killed all the way.

The monks were even doing palms together to greet each other one second, and fell to the ground the next second, slowly losing their vitality.

From the gate to the hall.

Teams of people in gray and white armor surrounded Dayang Temple.

From the moment Tiannv made a move, groups of Hao rushed into the door with swords in hand, surrounded by short crossbow teams behind them, and no one was allowed to escape.

"There are so many dead soldiers!? How did my Dayang Temple offend you!? Why did you wait for me to do this to me??!"

A strong, white-bearded monk held a copper staff and savagely repelled the three dead men with long swords.

He looked sad.

A strong and high-grade armed force who has worked hard day and night, is powerless in the face of so many dead soldiers and short crossbows aiming at them.

"Abbot Fang Ye?" Zhang Rongfang recognized this person. He was Monk Fang Ye, known as the number one master of copper diamonds in Dayang Temple.

Fang Ye is a dharma name, and it is precisely because of this special dharma name that he remembers this person.

"Heavenly girl Tongzhang! Over the years, how many monks have you killed? Isn't it enough now!?"

The muscles of Fang Ye's whole body swelled, and a series of limit-breaking skills broke out one after another.

The more powerful qi and blood made his body and skin turn red, and the eyeballs of his eyes also began to congeal.

Just by visual inspection, Zhang Rong conveniently felt the aura emanating from the other party, which made him feel a little depressed.

"This is the limit state formed by the combination of limit-breaking techniques." Tong Zhang explained softly.

"After the ninth rank, you can learn all the limit-breaking skills of a complete set of superior martial arts. And in all superior martial arts, all the limit-breaking skills can be combined to form their unique limit state.

This is also the key to the reason why superiority is recognized as superiority. "

Zhang Rongfang suddenly thought of the Moon Chaser Knife before, Huang Yuzhen, the ninth-rank master at that time, seemed to have used a similar skill at that time.

Now, I didn't expect there to be a Ninth Grade in Dayang Temple!

"Ah!!" Monk Fang Ye stepped forward, waved the copper staff, and with a bang, it charged towards the two of them like a cannonball.

Compared with his strong body of more than two meters high, Tiannv Tongzhang is not even as tall as Zhang Rongfang, only 1.7 meters tall.

The two were like a rhino bumping into a sika deer.

Swish!

In an instant, the two passed by each other.

Host Fang Ye rushed over his head and walked a few steps on the stone floor, his speed getting slower and slower.

poof.

He knelt down on the ground, and there was a golden needle in the center of his eyebrows, and only a little bit of the end remained.

"You sure enough." He lost his breath completely.

Tong Zhang withdrew his hand.

Whether it is the ninth grade or ordinary people, in her hands, they are all golden needles.

However, Zhang Rongfang vaguely felt that the gold needle seemed not to be real gold, but some kind of metal that looked like gold.

He looked at the other monks who were being slaughtered not far away, and suddenly felt an inexplicable void in his heart.

"Why are so many people killed? My lord, what is our purpose?" He couldn't help asking.

"Clear all secret teachings." The goddess replied.

"When the bait catches fish, you must eat them all." She looked over the door of the main hall of the temple and landed on the solemn and solemn Buddha statue inside.

"What if it's not clean?" Zhang Rongfang asked.

"The secret scriptures and silk volumes are not allowed to be leaked or transcribed. Therefore, if the esoteric teachings are not clean," the goddess turned her head.

"Then we can only slaughter the city."

"Let's go, next place."

She turned around and walked outside the temple gate.

Zhang Rongfang froze, and the answer just now kept echoing in his mind.

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Inside the Palace of Mirrors.

Taking advantage of the chaos, a figure quietly rushed into Zhang Rongfang's bedroom, picked up the real small box in which the handwritten scriptures were stored, and ran away.

A group of masters from the Black Ten Sect outside were frantically besieging and killing the silver-faced cicada.

They panicked for a while at first, especially when the Snake King turned around and left, which caused a group of people to panic.

But soon, after several people died in a row, everyone was a sect after all, and they were not afraid of life and death, and immediately roared and frantically tried their best.

The sound of shouting and killing continued to spread, like ripples spreading on the surface of the water.

In the bedroom, a figure carried a small box and escaped through the back door and over the wall.

This person has been sending messages to the Black Ten Sect, using other internal responses of the Esoteric Cult within the Black Ten Sect, provoking Zhao Tianming to achieve his goal.

He quickly rushed out of the Taoist palace, grabbed a set of clothes from a folk house to dry on the side of the road, and covered the suitcase in his arms.

Then he ran out of the city at full speed.

While running, he kept swaying to and fro, not walking in a straight line. Just to avoid the follower behind.

On the way, he stopped in a wood and opened the box with a special lock pick.

Inside was a scroll of handwritten scriptures and some scattered copper-colored metal parts.

In addition, there is a stack of more than 700 taels of silver and precious banknotes.

"This kid really does have a great relationship with Bai Ying, and even put such an important thing with him."

Not long after, he put away all his things and quickly walked through the grove to a somewhat rugged mountain path.

There was already someone waiting for him on the mountain road.

As soon as the man saw the light of day, he hurriedly approached him.

"Brother, something happened to the secret sect."

The face of this person is actually eight points similar to that of Zhao Tianming. There is not much difference in age, obviously they are blood brothers or something.

"The accident happened just right. Those idiots really thought I had fallen for their Mixin San. They thought I was worried about the antidote, so I wouldn't lie. It's a pity. Hehe."

Zhao Tianming sneered.

"Brother, what should we do now? I have arranged for my family to go out of the city in advance, and now they are all in our own village outside the city." The younger brother said in a deep voice.

"Sure enough, my premonition was right. You go and take everyone with you right away, and go to Weiyang Mansion! On my side, as long as there is no worry, everything will be easy!"

Zhao Tianming said anxiously.

"Also, take this with you! I'll look for you later!" He handed over Zhang Rongfang's box.

"Brother, what is this?" My brother asked curiously.

"Good stuff, life-saving. Some of them can be exchanged for money when you need them urgently."

Even if you don't count the scriptures, those fragments of parts, as well as banknotes and banknotes, are probably the inventory that Zhang Ying has worked so hard to accumulate for so long.

"Okay, then I'll go back first? Brother, hurry up."

The younger brother took the box, turned around and left quickly.

"Go, go, I'll come back." Zhao Tianming let out a sigh of relief.

Watching his younger brother slowly disappearing into the forest.

hum!

Suddenly a silver light flashed across.

In the distance, the younger brother's body was broken into two sections. As if being clicked by scissors, it was cut directly.

Blood sprayed, and the small box in his hand rolled up and fell to the grass.

Zhao Tianming's eyes froze.

He didn't look at the box, but looked at his brother's body thrown to the ground, his face gradually contorted and twitched.

Deep in the forest, Zhang Rongfang came out slowly, bent down to pick up the box on the ground. sigh.

Opening the box, he immediately took out the scripture manuscript inside and hid it on himself.

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