In the east, Chixia shone brightly and the mountains and rivers beneath his feet were magnificent. Mr. Lu and Immortal Chonghe formed a triangle formation, locking in with the approaching Qi Ji. Both of them had long adjusted their momentum to their best.
At this moment, Immortal Chonghe suddenly spoke, "Although the Wang family from River East chose to stay out of this matter, they sent a brocade pouch with a total of eight words on it: Small losses, but the general trend is not overwhelmed."
"As long as the general trend is not overwhelmed." Mr. Lu's right hand stroked the hilt of his sword as if he was reminiscing about his lover. He said calmly, "However, the future is unpredictable and ever-changing. Divination only has a high probability."
He did not mention small losses not because he was deceiving himself, but because he was prepared for the fall of Dharmakaya in this battle, including himself.
Immortal Chonghe smiled kindly, "The Daoist is a little cautious. He left the Patriarch's' Three Swords' in the sect and only brought his own Heavenly Weapon."
The Heavenly Weapon of the Pure Sun Sect was called the 'Upper Cave Sword'. It was usually divided into three parts to cut off greed, lust, and worries. Hence, it was also called the 'Three Swords'.
"Without the suppression of the Heavenly Weapon, it's not appropriate to rely on the relics of our predecessors. Without any worries, we can fully display what we have learned." Mr. Lu did not mind. In his opinion, whether the sect would be attacked and destroyed if they were distracted was far more important than a Heavenly Weapon. Devotion was the way to victory.
"The Daoist agrees." Immortal Chonghe smiled slightly, revealing a relaxed and elegant demeanor of a true Taoist.
Mr. Lu's right hand suddenly grasped the hilt of his sword and said calmly,
"It's coming."
In the distance, purple and green lightning turned into dragons and snakes, baring their fangs and claws and piercing through the sky.
The once unknown but now world-famous' Single Hearted Sword 'left its scabbard, its brilliance illuminating the area.
…
In Changle City, many sects and aristocratic families who received the warning hid in this sturdy city to avoid being wiped out by the grassland and the forces of the evil path.
In a short period of time, Changle City was already crowded. The people were in a state of panic, and there were endless conflicts and conflicts. There were even signs of a shortage of food.
In one of the alleys, many people from the martial arts world, who had accumulated grudges for a long time, were fighting each other, knocking down other people's walls and affecting passersby. As long as it did not exceed a certain limit, the already busy Beizhou court and the Changle aristocratic families could not spare any attention to deal with it.
A passerby fell and hurt his arm. He gave them a hateful look and took a detour. After several turns, he entered an ordinary house.
After passing through a few gatehouses, he stepped into a rather wide hall with familiarity. There were many people inside, and many men and women were kneeling. Judging by their attire, they were either ordinary people or the lowest level of the Jianghu. At the very front stood an altar, and on it was a statue of a deity sitting on a white lotus. The statue looked young and beautiful, and it was filled with benevolence.
The host took the lead in reciting the scriptures.
"The world of mortals is like a prison, all living beings are suffering. The cycle of reincarnation never ends, suffering never ends. Have mercy on the people of the world, a deity has descended from the heavens. Ajati Matriarch, the Void Hometown!"
The scriptures were ethereal, and as the voice entered the ears, a pious expression appeared on the passerby's face. He was secretly happy that his brothers and sisters had increased rapidly during this period of time.
He prostrated on the ground and intently recited, "… Ajati Matriarch, the Void Hometown."
In Changle, Peijing, Lulong, and Huanyuan, there were similar scenes, except that some people were reciting "Ajati Matriarch" in a low voice, and some were passionately chanting "self-improvement".
…
As he flew past the strong city, Mengqi saw the slightly chaotic situation, and his heart could not help but feel a little heavy. When the war broke out, he did not know how many martial artists would die, and how many ordinary people would become homeless.
Although the Light King Bodhisattva Yue Mani would stop things that were too harmful to the living, many tragedies were inevitable.
The sooner the war ended, the better!
The cloud-like conveyance light crossed the big city and went straight to the mountain gate of the Sword-Enshrining Tower. Even with Mengqi's current speed, it took him almost a day and a night to arrive.
The mountain here was towering, rugged, and steep. What was different from other places was that the highest peak was halfway up the mountain. There were no trees or rocks, only long swords stuck in the ground. It was like a sword grave. For generations of disciples of the Sword-Enshrining Tower, as long as they had enlightened their Apertures, they could bury their natal sword here after they died.
Mengqi flew to the peak, and saw the sword Qi whizzing, turning into a storm-like barrier, preventing outsiders from entering and spying. The Sword-Enshrining Tower did not dare to be negligent when the grassland forces came south. It had already activated the Mountain Defense Formation, the Heaven-Destroying and Earth-Shattering Formation.
"Junior Su Meng requests to see Tower Master Qiu," Mengqi exhaled and said, his voice like thunder, and his voice was forbidden.
The Tower Master of the Sword-Enshrining Tower, Qiu Wansheng, was also an illustrious figure in Jianghu. He was of the same generation as Old Master Ruan of the Ruan family of Langya. His temper was like fire, his sword was ruthless, and he was extremely protective of his people. That was why his battle record had never changed, and he was still firmly in the sixth place of the Terrestrial Rankings. People called him "Thunderbolt Fire".
After a while, the white sword Qi revolved and condensed at a certain point, forming a mirror, showing the situation in the Ten Thousand Swords Hall of the Sword-Enshrining Tower. Qiu Wansheng was dressed in black, and his hair was white. The two of them were particularly uncoordinated, and he held a narrow long sword in his right hand. The sword will was restrained, and there was no light, and there was no vitality. It was the Divine Weapon of the Sword-Enshrining Tower, the "Lifeless Sword". It was different from the lifeless sword of the Ajati Matriarch, which meant that there was no life under the sword.
Qiu Wansheng's facial features were stiff, and his chin was stubborn. His face was rosy, and his personality was vivid. Behind him stood four grandmasters, namely "Rushing Thunder" Ma You, "Heaven-Breaking Sword" Nangong Hen, "Invisible Peach Blossom" Li Sinong, and "Fleeting Glimpse" Yu Wujiu.
Although "Fleeting Glimpse" Yu Wujiu and "Invisible Peach Blossom" Li Sinong were of lower seniority, they were well-known figures in the Terrestrial Rankings, surpassing the two elders. Li Sinong was ranked 90th in the eighth level of Heaven, and was on par with the Thousand Hand Bodhisattva of the Shui Yue Nunnery, "Mingfa". Yu Wujiu attacked without any regard for his life, and pursued extremes. He was in the seventh level of Heaven, and ranked 139th in the Terrestrial Rankings. With the death of the Crying Elder and the Buddha of Six Desires, their rankings would rise.
At this critical juncture, the Sword-Enshrining Tower recalled all the grandmasters.
"Young Master Su, what brings you here?" The Sword-Enshrining Tower was not familiar with Mengqi, but they knew that he was friends with Immortal Chonghe, so Qiu Wansheng was still polite.
Mengqi cupped his hands and said, "Tower Master Qiu, I snuck into the grasslands and received an important piece of news related to the Sword-Enshrining Tower."
Qiu Wansheng had a fiery temper, but his personality was relatively straightforward. "Young Master Su, if you have something to say, just say it. The Destruction Sect has the secret art of transformation, and the Devil Master is good at disguising himself. At this time, I dare not open the sword formation and let you in."
Although he was impatient and fierce, Qiu Wansheng had lived until now and been the Tower Master for so long. Naturally, he was cautious.
Mengqi understood Qiu Wansheng's caution, and said in a clear voice, "The Destruction Sect has roped in and corrupted a master of the Sword-Enshrining Tower, turning him into a 'Faceless Heavenly Devil'. Twenty-three years ago, the Yang family of Juyuan County was annihilated by him. After that, the Devil Master and other Skyscraping Demons took turns to impersonate the 'Faceless Heavenly Devil'."
He spoke resolutely, as if the 'Faceless Heavenly Devil' was a master of the Sword-Enshrining Tower, and not Gu Xiaosang's speculation. After all, it was better to believe it than not. It was better to let the Sword-Enshrining Tower be more vigilant!
"Nonsense!" "Rolling Thunder!" Ma You said sternly. He and Qiu Wansheng were fellow apprentices, and he was also hot-tempered and stubborn. He did not believe Qiu Wansheng's words at all.
The 'Faceless Heavenly Devil' was valued by the Destruction Sect, so he should be a grandmaster. Within the sect, those who could become grandmasters were all loyal to the sect. Martial Uncle Nangong was his elder. Although he was eccentric, he had always been fair and never interfered with the sect's affairs. How could he be a Faceless Heavenly Devil? He had also watched Martial Nephew Li and Martial Nephew Yu grow up, and they were upright and upright. How could they have fallen and been enchanted?
Nangong Hen also said suspiciously, "Could you really be someone from the Destruction Sect in disguise? Are you trying to sow discord so that we will be on guard against each other and weaken our combat power, so that the formation will be flawed?"
If one's heart was not united, nothing could be done. The Lifeless Sword was not a peerless Heavenly Weapon.
Originally, Nangong Hen did not have this name. However, he had a grudge in the past that he could not resolve, so he changed his name to 'Hen'. With this inner demon, he did not make any progress after becoming a grandmaster, and his character became eccentric.
'Invisible Peach Blossom' Li Sinong pursed her lips and secretly said, "Although Senior Chonghe has endorsed him, the story of Frenzied Blade Su Meng's entanglement with the Demoness of Grand Luo has spread far and wide among the heterodox sects. The details are clear, and there is no smoke without fire. It's better to be careful with his words."
This was because he suspected that Mengqi had taken advantage of the situation to seek refuge with the heterodox sects.
Li Sinong's swordsmanship was extremely exquisite, and the enemies who died under her sword were usually only left with a flower of blood. Therefore, she was given the nickname 'Invisible Peach Blossom'. She looked like a fairy, but when she saw a killer, she looked like a demon.
Yu Wujiu nodded slightly and did not say much. Obviously, he agreed with the opinions of his fellow disciples.
They were far more familiar with each other than Mengqi. Obviously, they would trust someone they knew more than a warning that popped out of nowhere.
Qiu Wansheng's eyebrows twitched, and he said in a deep voice, "Young Master Su, thank you for your kind advice, but the Sword-Enshrining Tower is harmonious. The teachers are righteous, and the peers are loving. There will never be a traitor!"
If it was not for the fact that Su Meng had Chonghe's support, he would have scolded him for having ulterior motives, sowing discord, and ruining the Sword-Enshrining Tower's image.
Mengqi was infuriated that his good intentions were treated as malicious intent, but he quickly suppressed it and reminded again, "Master Qiu, it's better to believe it than not. It's better to be more vigilant!"
"Say no more!" Qiu Wansheng was very protective of his own people, and replied stubbornly.
The veins on Mengqi's forehead could not help but twitch. Would it kill him to be more vigilant?
…
"The world of mortals is like a prison, and all living beings suffer. The cycle of reincarnation is endless, and suffering is endless. Have mercy on the people of the world, a deity descends from the heavens. Ajati Matriarch, the Void Hometown!"
On the grassland, the ethereal chanting of scriptures came from an unknown place. Specks of white lotus-like spiritual light gathered, and Gu Xiaosang sat cross-legged on a white lotus throne, her hands forming a seal, looking solemn.
There seemed to be a round glass bead in her hand, and the spiritual light of the Power of Vow gathered bit by bit, gradually condensing into a statue of a deity. It was the same beautiful deity statue as Gu Xiaosang, but more sacred and ethereal.
The deity statue became more and more solid, and it completely enveloped Gu Xiaosang, turning into a twenty-foot-tall female deity.
Her aura was vast, merging with the void, and the surroundings became chaotic, making it impossible to distinguish up from down or left from right.
The deity suddenly stood up, and the white lotus throne flew into the space between her eyebrows, making her real, and Gu Xiaosang's aura slightly revealed.
The deity took a step and directly headed south, together with the statue of the Six Annihilations Yama made by the Annihilation Sect. It was eight feet tall, covered in black armor, had six arms, and looked dignified, giving off the feeling of a Dharmakaya.
The statue of the Ajati Matriarch and the statue of the Six Annihilations Yama with the combat power of a quasi-Dharmakaya split up and headed south, harassing the major sects and attracting attention, lest anyone went to the rescue of the main attack.
On the main attack route, the leader of the Golden Tent Warriors, Hasula, waved his hand.
"Let's go to Peijing, with the Cao family leading the way, and attack the Sword-Enshrining Tower!"
On this route, most of the warriors were the Golden Tent Warriors, the shamans of the Longevity Sect, the Merriment Temple, the Plain Lady Sect, the Heterodox Demons, and the Life-and-Death Fugacity Sect that had just activated the Nether Evil Spirit Formation!
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