Deng Yuanjue, the Buddha of Jewels, waved his Buddhist staff like an azure dragon. It was very powerful and had the strength of tens of thousands of jin. A graze would kill and a touch would injure. If he didn't have no killing intent, the two imperial court experts would have had their skulls smashed by him.
Deng Yuanjue looked at Chen Ang's group and coldly snorted. He heavily stabbed his Buddhist staff into the ground. The gravel on the official road was trampled hard by the horses, but it was like tofu. The Buddhist staff stabbed a foot deep into the ground. If he didn't have a high level internal Xuan technique, he wouldn't have been able to do this.
"The few of you are behaving suspiciously and all of you seem to be up to no good. I want to ask you, what business do you have in Mu Province?" Deng Yuanjue had tested the martial arts of the two imperial court experts. Although they were not as good as him, they were still first class experts in Jianghu. Mu Zhou was the Ming Cult's headquarters. When he saw that Chen Ang's group had extraordinary martial arts, he instinctively became vigilant.
Huang Chang coldly snorted. It was clear that he didn't like Deng Yuanjue's demarcation of territory. He bluntly said, "I didn't know that Mu Zhou had a small imperial court. Everywhere under the heavens belongs to the Great Song Dynasty. We can come and go as we please. Why do we need to report to you? Are you an official or an imperial court?"
When Deng Yuanjue heard this, his leopard eyes widened. He angrily shouted, "Good! So you are a dog of the imperial court. Eat my staff first! "As he said this, he pulled out his Buddhist staff and shook it in the air. The gravel on the head of the staff shot out and hit the trees, causing leaves to fall. Wherever the staff moved, there was a thunderous explosion.
At this time, the old man on the horse suddenly coughed violently. His face turned purple and he struggled to breathe. His thin and hunched body trembled and his white hair hung weakly on his face.
When Deng Yuanjue heard the old man's pained voice, he immediately froze. He hesitantly put down the Buddhist staff in his hand. He didn't care that Huang Chang was still at the side. He casually placed the Buddhist staff next to him and carefully helped the old man up. His ferocious face was now very gentle as he gently wiped the saliva off the corner of the old man's mouth.
Huang Chang had already circulated his inner strength to his palms. Seeing this, he couldn't help but relax. He calmly walked to the side with his back facing Deng Yuanjue. He was not going to take advantage of him. One of them focused on taking care of the old man while the other ignored the other. They were both magnanimous people.
Deng Yuanjue spared no effort to use his internal energy to calm the old man's breathing. After doing this several times, the old man's complexion finally improved. Seeing that the old man's breathing had calmed down a little, Deng Yuanjue quickly raised his staff and said to Huang Chang, "I still have something to do, so consider it my loss this time. Looking at your conduct, you can be considered a magnanimous man. Go ahead, the Ming Cult will not make things difficult for you."
"Why would I need you to give in to me?" Huang Chang flicked his sleeve and said, "My actions are my own cultivation. What does it have to do with others? What does it have to do with you? When we meet again, it will still be a battle to the death. Your words are truly an insult to me. "
Deng Yuanjue didn't say anything. He was about to run away with the old man on his back when Huang Chang called out to him, "Take the horse over! This old man is suffering from the heat. I can't just ignore him. Also, here are some medicine to ward off the heat. Take them quickly. "
Huang Chang saw his hesitation and sneered, "Do you think I am showing kindness to you? No, every citizen of the Great Song is like a parent to me. You have your filial piety, but I also have my responsibilities. When we meet in the future, I will be the first to cut off your head, you traitor! "
Deng Yuanjue was furious when he heard this. "What a good dog of the Imperial Court! It's hard to say who will cut off whose head! My Buddhist Commandment Blade has long been sharpened. If it weren't for the sins of the Imperial Court, forcing the salt farmers to boil salt every three days of the Great Heat, how could this old man be suffering from the heat? "
"I've already cut off that salt official's head. I won't leave you out!"
He caught the medicine bottle that Huang Chang threw at him and sniffed it before applying it to the old man's nostrils. Huang Chang's face turned red with anger when he heard Deng Yuanjue's scolding. He had heard of the evil officials of the Imperial Court. Even though he was angered by Deng Yuanjue's act of killing an official and rebelling, he still suppressed his dissatisfaction.
Deng Yuanjue was able to expend so much energy for an old man he didn't know. He carried the old man on his back for a hundred li in the hottest days of the Great Heat, and even killed an official and rebelled. He was clearly a hero. If Qiao Feng saw this, he would probably pull him over to drink three jugs of wine. But to a scholar like Huang Chang, he felt extremely conflicted.
On one hand, he admired their heroism, but on the other hand, he was angry that they had no respect for the law.
In Chen Ang's heart, he didn't care about the law at all. He had a good impression of Deng Yuanjue, this hero of the marketplace. He cleared an empty space, took off his cloak, and spread it on the ground. He said to Deng Yuanjue, "I am a doctor. Help the old man over."
Deng Yuanjue saw the box at his waist and the densely packed silver needles. His heart was a little more convinced, and he openly helped the old man over. The old man's forehead was covered with sweat and his body was trembling. Chen Ang took his pulse and found that the old man's body was already in a deficit. His essence had been greatly depleted, and he was only hanging on by a little bit of Deng Yuanjue's internal energy.
"Luckily, you didn't die. If you didn't help him over, he would have died before we reached Mu Province!" Chen Ang picked up a silver needle and inserted it into the top of the old man's head. His left hand was like playing the pipa, twisting, flicking, brushing, and stabbing. It was so fast that it turned into a shadow and brushed past the silver needle.
A blazing hot air was forced out and turned into a white mist that slowly rose from the top of the old man's head. Chen Ang's right hand didn't stop. He used his internal energy to press on the old man's many acupuncture points. The gentle qi from the 《Golden Chamber Key Theory》 harmonized Yin and Yang, and calmed the old man's qi.
The old man felt the stuffiness in his chest dissipate. He breathed out a mouthful of hot air, and his whole body felt warm and comfortable. The stuffiness and heat that he had been feeling for the past few days had disappeared. He relaxed and fell into a deep sleep.
Deng Yuanjue let out a sigh of relief. His body swayed twice, and it was obvious that he had consumed too much energy. He forced himself to stay awake, and secretly complained. The martial arts of the two people in front of him were mysterious and unfathomable. They were both his greatest enemies. When he was at his peak, he still had to be careful. Now that his essence was exhausted, wouldn't he be like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth?
It didn't matter if he lost one of his men, but these two people came with ill intentions. The brothers of the cult were unprepared, and it was very bad.
At this moment, a whistling sound was heard from afar. A man in coarse clothes, holding a treasured knife, was riding a fine horse and galloping over. Seeing that there were people here from afar, the man reined in his horse and looked into the distance. He shouted, "Is that the big monk Deng Yuanjue? Baoguang Fawang? "
Deng Yuanjue heard the man's call and was overjoyed. He shouted, "Nanli Fawang, I'm here!" His Dantian was full of Qi, and his voice was as loud as thunder. He used the secret technique of the Ming Cult to transmit his voice into Shi Bao's ears.
"Monk Deng, don't worry. I'm coming!" Shi Bao gave a loud shout, slapped his horse, and leaped into the air. Chen Ang watched as Shi Bao leaped like a leopard, and with a few leaps and bounds, he was standing next to Deng Yuanjue, steel saber in hand, on guard against Chen Ang and the others.
He was completely different from Deng Yuanjue, and the hostility in his eyes was even stronger. Although he was wearing coarse clothes, it was obvious that he was wearing fine silk undergarments, which was completely different from Deng Yuanjue's sackcloth style. When he glanced at the old man lying on the ground, he could not conceal the arrogance of a martial artist.
"Who are you? How dare you come to the territory of the Ming Cult without reporting? "Shi Bao swept his gaze across Chen Ang and the others and sneered.
This was the behavior of a local tyrant. Not only did the Dragon Stallion Guards look at him coldly, even Deng Yuanjue frowned. He put his palms together and said in a friendly voice, "Shi Fawang, let's go over and talk!" He signaled for Shi Bao to leave.
Shi Bao's face was gloomy. He did not want to embarrass Deng Yuanjue, so he just glared at Chen Ang and the others, then turned around to leave. He laughed and boasted to Deng Yuanjue, "Well done, Fawang Baoguang in Chun 'an! Haha! Killing this thief with your own hands is truly satisfying. "
"Killing those damned dog officials is a good brother of our Ming Cult!" He laughed to the sky, extremely pleased with himself. Deng Yuanjue, on the other hand, had a bad feeling and his expression changed. Sure enough, a clear voice came from behind them.
"Who gave you the courage to do so?" With his hands behind his back, Chen Ang leisurely walked out from in front of them. He smiled and said, "I am the Governor of the Great Song, the Commander of the Imperial Guard of the Front Palace. I would like to ask everyone, why are you seeking your own deaths when you are living well? "
Shi Bao snorted coldly, holding his saber diagonally. His pair of sinister eyes stared at Chen Ang in bewilderment. Chen Ang's way of appearing was too strange. His voice was clearly behind his ear, but now, he appeared in front of him. Chen Ang stood there with his hands behind his back, his breath was as one. Under the lock of Shi Bao's saber, he could not find any flaw in Chen Ang.
Chen Ang stood there, as natural as the breeze and the moon. Under the lock of his murderous intent, he was like a void. He was obviously there, but no one could sense any unusual breath. Deng Yuanjue could not help but feel a chill down his spine.
He thought he had already overestimated this young man, but he did not expect that not only did he not overestimate him, but he had also underestimated his terror. Now that the arrow was on the bow, he could only brace himself and say, "The road is open to the sky, let's go our separate ways. We, the Ming Cult and the government, mind our own business. Please make way."
Chen Ang glanced at him indifferently and said indifferently, "That's right.
"What ability does the Ming Cult have to mind our own business with the government? In other words, what right do you have to make me worry? The land of the Song Dynasty and the people of the Han Dynasty, when did the Ming Cult have the right to make decisions? "
He glanced at the mark of Venerable Ming on Deng Yuanjue and Shi Bao, and said coldly, "In the land of the Song, the law is the only rule, and the government is the only law. The Ming Cult is arrogant and rebellious, claiming to be venerable and replacing the law with teaching. Today, the Imperial Guard of the Imperial Palace, in accordance with the law, will ban the cult and investigate the wrongdoings … "
"With the vast power of the heavens, cleanse the turbid."
Chen Ang smiled inexplicably. Looking at the two people who were on guard, he said indifferently, "Killing officials to rebel and declaring independence is nothing more than feeling that the imperial court is weak. The officials are submissive and want to keep the peace. Now we are here!"
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