The Grand Xiangguo Temple was not the Shaolin Temple. Even though the Northern Warrior Ouyang Chun had once been a ferocious man, the temple did not develop a martial style.
The monks here had the same specialties as other temples. They knew how to chant and pray, but they did not know how to fight and kill.
Therefore, Chen Xizhen was like a ferocious tiger attacking a flock of sheep. He killed them to his heart's content.
In a split second, Chen Daozi was like a great demon from hell. He turned his palm into a sword and dashed around the temple. Wherever he went, heads would roll, blood would rain, and miserable cries would be heard. The bald heads of the monks were violently crushed like winter melons.
Chen Xizhen's hands were covered in blood and internal organs.
Although he was in his brainless mode, his killing methods were not clumsy at all. He was still as sharp and vicious as before. He was impeccable and did not leave any room for escape.
He blocked the exit of the winding passage leading to the Glazed Hall. All the monks of the Great Xiangguo Temple who had entered the Martial Arts Hall had no way out. They were like turtles in a jar and could only wait to be killed by him.
Chen Xizhen did not even need to use his brain to kill. It was purely an instinctive reaction. Usually, he would be restrained by his rationality and thoughts to suppress the devil in his heart.
Now, when his brain was temporarily damaged, his evil and tyrannical nature erupted a thousand times over. The unfortunate monks just happened to bump into the muzzle of his gun.
Chen Xizhen in his consciousness did not need any reason to kill.
Monk Zhi Hun was the last one to be killed. He watched as Chen Xizhen, whom he once worshipped as an otherworldly master, approached him mercilessly like a devil.
At the critical moment of life and death, the pampered Octagonal Glass Hall Master decided to risk it all. He picked up a broken piece of wood from the ground and used the last of his courage to roar and smash it down on Chen Xizhen's head.
Chen Xizhen laughed cruelly. He moved as fast as lightning. Using the Family Chen's ancestral technique of catching a white blade with bare hands, he grabbed the broken piece of wood firmly in his hand.
The monk tried to grab the wood back, but he was caught off guard by Chen Xizhen's sharp gaze. With just a glare, the monk felt as if his entire body was struck by lightning.
"Pow!" Monk Zhi Hun's body emitted black smoke as he was knocked back several steps. His eyebrows were also raised by the lightning. Chen Xizhen was not going to let him off. She reached out and grabbed the monk's bald head.
Although Chen Xizhen was over fifty years old, he still had Huang Zhong's courage and astonishing strength. His four fingers were like hooks, with a slight exertion of strength, he lifted this big monk up like a little chicken.
Zhi Hun wanted to struggle, but Chen Xizhen had already grabbed half of the wooden log and swept it toward his abdomen. 'Puchi!' Zhi Hun's body was separated from the front and back, his heart, liver, and stomach spilled out all over the floor.
After killing all the big and small monks by his side, Chen Xizhen could not restrain himself from throwing his head back and laughing heartily. He felt that the resentment he had been suppressing a moment ago had completely dissipated. How could he be so happy?
At this moment, the sound of hurried footsteps could be heard from outside the Octagonal Glass Hall. When Chen Xizhen heard it, the corner of her eyes flashed with an ominous glint. She immediately hid in the darkest corner of the secret passageway.
As soon as that person appeared at the exit of the passageway, she immediately received a fatal blow from Chen Xizhen in the dark.
Fortunately, this person was not as weak as the monks in the Da Xiangguo Temple. She had good martial arts skills. In the blink of an eye, she fought with Chen Xizhen for five to six rounds. In the end, they were evenly matched.
A burst of silver bell-like shout resounded through the darkness.
"Who dares to stab me in the back?"
Hearing this shout, Chen Xizhen finally stopped and revealed himself from the darkness. When the newcomer saw her father's appearance, she was first shocked, then her tears fell like rain.
"Father, how did you end up like this?"
As it turned out, the flood rushed against the Dragon King's temple. The person who walked into the secret room was none other than Chen Xizhen's biological daughter — Chen Liqing.
Father and daughter recognized each other and briefly explained the situation. Even if Chen Liqing was extremely daring and did not fear death, seeing such a miserable Asura Sect, she still could not help but be shocked.
Meanwhile, only now did Chen Xizhen recover from his brain-damaged state. His thoughts returned to normal, and he also recovered his memories of various Dao techniques.
Chen Laoxi made a prompt decision. He did not hesitate to exhaust his vital qi to use the Heavenly Thunder Talisman Technique, bringing his daughter through the door of light and leaving this bloody place. Before leaving, he even seriously lit a fire.
Killing people and setting fires, as expected of the most outstanding lightning general, the most outstanding successor of Mount Longhu.
When they arrived at a safe place in their home, Chen Liqing covered her towering chest and could not help but panic. "Father, you've done such a big thing, how are you going to live in the future?"
Chen Xizhen took out a clean basin and rubbed his hands with clean water. He slightly cleaned up the blood on his hands and calmly said, "It doesn't matter. No one saw father enter Da Xiangguo Temple, and no one saw me come out. I've already killed all the monks inside, so there shouldn't be anyone who will find out about us."
Chen Liqing still had some misgivings, but she still said, "But this time, too many people died. Moreover, they were all monks from Da Xiangguo Temple. The imperial court will definitely spend time and effort to investigate this thoroughly. I'm just afraid that there will be someone who is meticulous enough to find father's flaws."
At the end of her words, the female Flying Guard added, "The case of Xiangguo Temple should be investigated in Kaifeng Province. In Kaifeng Province, there are really a few good detectives who can solve cases. Father, we must guard against them."
Chen Xizhen stroked his long beard that had been burned by the fire. After thinking for a long time, he answered, "Daughter, what you said makes sense. I can't just sit and wait for death. I must take the initiative to attack. I must find a scapegoat and put the crime of killing the monks on someone else."
Chen Liqing chuckled and said, "Father, you don't need to think too much about this. That female thief who stole the White Jade Divine Sword is the best scapegoat. Father can use the Dao Technique of Stealing the Sky, Changing the Sun, and use the Qian Yuan Mirror's round light to change the scene of the female thief killing the monks. Then we can show it to the public. With their naked eyes, how can they see the truth?"
Hearing this, Chen Xizhen could not help but clap his hands again and again. He said with a smile, "My son, you really have a wonderful idea." Finished speaking, he took out the Qian Yuan Mirror from his room and aimed it at himself, using the round light technique.
The Qian Yuan Mirror instantly reproduced the scene of Chen Xizhen brutally killing the monks of Xiangguo Temple.
Seeing this scene, Chen Xizhen bit the tip of his tongue and spat a mouthful of blood on the Qian Yuan Mirror. He then calmly chanted an incantation:
"Twist the universe, look at the four directions, steal the sky and change the sun, replace the peach with the peach. Chi! "
Following the incantation, the scene in the Qian Yuan Mirror changed. The butcher who killed the monks was no longer the long-bearded old Daoist Chen Xizhen. A woman wearing light yellow clothes and holding a white jade long sword replaced him. She became the main character and was currently creating endless blood.
This was the Great Art of Stealing the Sky, Changing the Sun. This technique was not a technique of Mount Longhu. It was a unique technique taught by Chen Xizhen's other master, an expert whose cultivation was a level higher than the Heavenly Master Xujing's, Liu Yongxi.
It could reverse the universe and confuse good and evil. It was an amazing Dao technique that was close to the Dao of Yin and Yang.
Chen Liqing suddenly thought of something and continued to ask her father, "Father, are you going to personally testify against that female thief?"
Chen Xizhen smiled and said, "A gentleman does not stand under a collapsing wall. How can father put himself in a position of suspicion? I will naturally provide this clue to someone who can help me and let that person become my mouthpiece. He will do things for me and testify against that female thief for me. "
"Father, who did you choose?"
"It's that Taiwei Gao's yamen, Gao Shide."
Chen Liqing turned pale with fright, "Father, haven't you lost your mind? How can you entrust someone like Gao Ya-nai to you? It's possible that he loves that female thief to death. If you want him to testify against that female thief for you, don't even think about it. "
"Daughter, you don't need to worry too much. I only need to show the scene of the massacre in the Qian Yuan Mirror to Gao Ya-nai. Even if you give him ten times the courage, he won't dare to conspire against such a murderous female devil."
"But, father, why would he help you and go to Kaifeng Province to testify against that female thief?"
"He will definitely help father because father will give him benefits. I will give him a charming woman whose beauty is not inferior to that female thief."
Chen Liqing chuckled, "Father, this is really not easy. I don't believe that other than Xing Shou Li, Xing Shou Feng, and I, there is no other woman in Tokyo that can compare to that female thief's beauty."
Chen Xizhen smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. Just ask the Qian Yuan Mirror and you will know."
After saying that, he used the Zhenwu Spiritual Art with both of his hands and sprayed his Yuanqi onto the Qian Yuan Mirror.
He seriously asked, "Divine Mirror, Divine Mirror, tell me, in Tokyo, other than my daughter Chen Liqing, who is the most beautiful virgin?"
Let's temporarily put aside the matter of Family Chen and his daughter colluding with each other to plot against others. Let's talk about Yang Ye later. After the group of men and women completed their mission, they returned to the inn that Zhao Min had booked in advance to rest.
As soon as Zhao Min returned to her residence, she immersed herself in studying the mystery of the White Jade Divine Sword. She wanted to find new clues about Ling Wei's reincarnation. Yang Ye and Li Zhu began to plan a rescue plan for Wang Qing.
On this day, Yang Ye received one piece of good news and one piece of bad news. The good news came from Yuan Lang and the others. They relied on their fists and eloquence to recruit a group of reliable reinforcements.
Yuan Lang used two steel machetes to smash Xu Pingsheng's head. Mi Ruo used a mountain-splitting axe to help Han Tongyin open a ladle. They successfully replaced the leader of the Yuanyang Valley bandits. Military Advisor Baeva Khan, Wang Liang, and Huo Wancheng all belonged to the Huaixi Army. They agreed to come to the capital together to rescue the people.
The bad news was that Daojun Emperor Zhao Guan Jia suddenly had a sudden impulse. He wanted to delay the execution of Wang Qing by seven days. He wanted to choose the night when the astronomical anomaly appeared on the Flag of Chiyou to carry out the execution. It was an unprecedented night execution.
Hearing this news, Yang Ye was a bit dumbfounded. He had a main quest to join the Liangshan faction within a month. He couldn't fail this quest. If he failed, he would be obliterated by the Fortune Hall.
With the speed of Drifting Smoke and Clouds, it wouldn't be a problem for him to delay in Tokyo for three days. However, if he delayed for ten days, the pressure would be great. Even if he used the teleportation ring's visual teleportation, there would still be a risk of delay.
Fortunately, Yang Ye had a flash of inspiration and thought of a way to turn things around. Actually, if he wanted to join the Liangshan Village, he didn't have to be a member of the Liangshan. As long as he was recognized by the Liangshan heroes as one of their own, he would become a member of the Liangshan Village. This could be considered as completing the quest.
Were there any Liangshan heroes in Tokyo? Qin Ming and Suo Chao said there were. It just so happened that there were two people carrying out the quest. One was the Godly Traveller Dai Zong, and the other was the Little Tyrant Zhou Tong.
Therefore, Yang Ye made the decision to immediately pay a visit to these two heroes. He wanted to use their connections to join the Liangshan faction.
According to the contact method that Qin Ming had given him at Salt Mountain, he found the Liangshan Village's stronghold for contacting heroes in Tokyo. It was the teahouse Feng Yue Tang next to the Jade Immortal Temple. It was precisely the place where Dai Zong, Zhou Tong, and Fan Tianxi had looked at the beauties that day.
Yang Ye slowly walked into the teahouse. He read the code words that the Liangshan leader had privately approved and recommended to the Great Stronghold. These words were naturally taught to him by Qin Ming and Suo Chao:
"Don't hide your grievances. Heavens, Han Peng and the Chi Clan are pitiful."
Yang Ye's internal energy was profound, and he was full of energy. His voice was like a great bell, shaking the entire building. It attracted the disdainful gazes of those idlers who were drinking tea.
"Where did this country bumpkin come from? He's just randomly shouting."
Unfortunately, none of them had the guts to step forward and provoke Yang Ye. After all, Yang Ye always carried a knife with him.
It was said that country bumpkins carrying knives were one of the most feared species in the city.
Unfortunately, Yang Ye's random shouting did not attract the Godly Traveller Dai Zong as he expected. He also did not see the rumored Little Tyrant with messy sideburns.
However, there was another low and powerful voice that came from upstairs. It was coming straight for Yang Ye.
"Good man, if you don't mind this humble one's vulgarity, why don't you come up and have a drink with me?"
Yang Ye looked up and suddenly saw a person. This person's eyes were like a phoenix's, his eyebrows were like silkworms, his ears were like pearls, and his eyes were bright like lacquer. His lips were square, and his moustache was light. He was not tall, no more than six feet. He was about forty years old. He sat like a tiger and walked like a wolf.
Yang Ye felt his head buzz. He would never have dreamed that he would meet this man at the foot of the Emperor, in the Imperial City.
Rumor had it that this man had the magnanimity to raise tens of thousands of people. He had the ambition to sweep away the four seas, and he had the courage to venture into a dragon's den alone. Now, it seemed that this man lived up to his reputation.
Yang Ye also laughed heartily. He flung the corner of his clothes and did not take the stairs. Instead, he used the Drifting Clouds and Smoke lightness skill to leap up to the second floor. He strode toward this six-foot-tall strange man.
"Timely Rain, Big Brother called. How could I, Huyan Chuo, not dare to disobey?"
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