Monk Faxin was at a loss at first, but then his eyes became firm. "There's no need to say more. I have nothing to say to you."
Mr. Dark Cloud smiled. "Me too."
Then, he pointed at the monk's forehead.
Monk Faxin was an eminent monk of Buddhism, and his spiritual cultivation was profound.
But when Mr. Dark Cloud pointed at him, his mind suddenly became hazy and he lost consciousness.
In the Daming Palace, Zhang Dongyun got what he wanted.
King Zhou, haha …
Master Zhang shook his head and laughed, but he didn't feel much.
The two sides seemed to be on good terms now. The Western Zhou Dynasty didn't blockade Chang 'an like the Eastern Tang and Northern Qi.
But the two sides were too close. Chang 'an's strong rise made the Western Zhou Dynasty more and more uneasy. It was normal.
Moreover, even if the Western Zhou Dynasty didn't make any trouble now, Zhang Dongyun estimated that the next expansion would involve the Western Zhou Dynasty's territory.
At that time, if King Zhou didn't want to give up his territory, there would be a big conflict between the two sides.
Master Zhang felt sorry for this, and at the same time, begged the other side to be more aggressive.
Compared to the Western Zhou Dynasty, Zhang Dongyun was more interested in the origins of Monk Faxin and Yongse.
The Lingguang Temple was a Buddhist holy land that redeveloped after the destruction of the Leiyin Temple.
In fact, it only took a few decades, far less than the ten-thousand-year-old Leiyin Temple. But now, it seemed to have developed.
The Zhongyue Temple and the Bodhi Temple stood side by side with the Leiyin Temple. Tracing their roots, they were the inheritances of the former Leiyin Temple.
The little monk Hui Ming came from the Zhongyue Temple.
It might be a bit inaccurate to say that he learned from the Zhongyue Temple, but he wasn't a disciple of the Zhongyue Temple.
His master was a disciple of the Zhongyue Temple, but he left the temple in his early years.
Now, the little monk was following his master as a wandering monk.
Monk Faxin and his disciple also wandered around the world, but everywhere they went, they helped the Lingguang Temple spread its branches.
They went east to the Western Zhou Dynasty, and then they were coaxed by King Zhou and sent to the Chang 'an. In the end, they bumped into a wall.
Zhang Dongyun didn't care.
He was even praying in his heart that the almighty Buddhists of the Spiritual Light Temple would quickly come and save the master and disciple duo.
After finishing the Dharma Heart, Zhang Dongyun continued to focus on his own cultivation.
The poison left behind by the old monk Fa Xin in Hexi County would be cleaned up by his subordinates and appeased the people. Zhang Dongyun did not need to worry about it anymore.
As he cultivated, the aura of weapons around his body became more and more condensed and fierce, and it became more and more ferocious and terrifying.
Until one day …
Bang!
Amidst the explosion, a figure was sent flying backwards, crashing into the forest.
He crashed into a rock.
In the next moment, the mountain rocks shattered. Rocks fell everywhere, and dust flew everywhere.
The thick crack extended from the top of the mountain all the way to the bottom.
One after another, towering trees fell to the ground.
Blood spurted out of that person's mouth. He struggled to get up and looked up.
In the distance, the young man who had just sent him flying was still in a punching posture.
A terrifying murderous aura filled the air, causing the surrounding onlookers to tremble in fear.
The more shocking truth was that among the onlookers, there was no lack of Seventh Realm martial arts experts who had already condensed murderous aura.
They stared in shock at the man who had been sent flying and crashed into the mountain ridge.
The other party's face was full of disbelief, and there was even confusion in his eyes.
This was rare for the arrogant and domineering Eastern Tang Prince Muhira, Li Yi.
The onlookers widened their eyes, and their eyeballs seemed to be about to pop out of their sockets.
Li Yi, who was at Eighth Realm and had already condensed murderous aura, was actually defeated by a Seventh Realm martial artist.
Murderous aura should be able to restrain murderous aura!
Why was it the other way around here?
Everyone was at a loss.
Li Yi himself found it even harder to accept reality.
He glared at his opponent fiercely, but his body stiffened.
As the person who was directly targeted by the young man's murderous aura, he felt it much more strongly than the onlookers.
The young man's murderous aura filled the air, as if enveloping the surrounding mountains. It even soared into the sky like a raging gale or thick clouds, blocking the sunlight and covering the sky.
Although he was injured, Li Yi, who could still fight with the support of Heaven Punishing Battle Aura, lost all his courage at this moment. He was intimidated by the young man's murderous aura.
Cold sweat covered his entire body, but even his fingers were so stiff that he could not move them.
Zhang Dongyun looked at Li Yi, who had already lost the ability to fight. He shook his head slightly and withdrew his outstretched fist.
As he withdrew his hand, the murderous aura in the air dissipated.
Everyone around them heaved a sigh of relief.
Li Yi could finally move.
His body went limp, and he knelt on one knee.
Mr. Dark Cloud, who was projected next to Zhang Dongyun, said, "Looks like you don't have a chance."
Li Yi panted heavily and looked up reluctantly.
But when he met Zhang Dongyun's eyes, he could not spit out the tough words he wanted to say.
"Thank you for letting me win."
Zhang Dongyun nodded, then flew away with Mr. Dark Cloud's projection.
Back in Daming Palace, Zhang Dongyun stretched his neck and limbs.
King of Tang's second son, Li Yi, acted arrogantly in the Eastern Tang. It was not because he had no confidence, nor was it because he relied on the King of Tang's influence.
He had great attainments in the royal Li family's Heaven Punishing Battle Aura, Square Dagger-Axe, and King of War Fist.
They were all Eighth Realm martial artists. Whether it was the captive Mirror Moon Tower's Tower Master Yan Xishi, the Zheng family's Patriarch Zheng Tianfeng, or the Dahe Longmen's Elder Zhang Chong, who had pledged allegiance to Chang 'an, or Qingxia Villa's Villa Master Yun Mo, they were all inferior to Li Yi in terms of individual strength.
Before Chang 'an's rise, only a few Ninth Realm martial artists in the entire Eastern Tang dared to say that they could definitely defeat him.
The only ones who could be compared to him were Crown Prince Li Hong, the older generation's Li Xuannian, Li Dong, and other Eighth Realm martial artists who were also from the royal Li family.
Zhang Dongyun had to expend a certain amount of energy to defeat him.
The Earth Manifestation Divine Art, Earth Heart Seal, blocked the attack of the opponent's murderous aura on his mind.
His Mountain Manifestation Divine Art's Indestructible Body and Lake Manifestation Divine Art's Taiyuan Body-Refining Technique blocked and dispelled his opponent's attacks.
His Water Manifestation Divine Art's Mirror Lake Sky shrouded him, effectively determining the opponent's changes in strength and speed.
His Thunder Manifestation Evil Fist and Wind Manifestation Interception Rising Wind were used together, finally knocking out Li Yi and making him lose his bearings.
Zhang Dongyun, who had successfully broken through to the Seventh Realm and reached the Mortal Butcher Realm by condensing his killing intent, continued to practice his fist techniques in Daming Palace.
Meanwhile, in Chang 'an below, Mr. Dark Cloud left Dubhe Hall and went to the outer city to inspect the troops.
Considering the System's judgment, this time, he decisively set up the framework of Chang 'an's 16 guards first.
Unlike the Left and Right Prestige Guards and the Left and Right Leading Guards, which had a large number of people, it didn't matter. The basic structure and framework were set up first, and people could be slowly filled in later.
Thus, after the first four guards, the Left and Right Guards, the Left and Right Valiant Guards, the Left and Right Wuwei Guards, the Left and Right Jinwu Guards, the Left and Right Bureau Gate Guards, and the Left and Right Thousand-Bull Guards were also set up separately.
Most of the people here were surrendered soldiers of the Tang Army who had surrendered to the Emperor.
At this moment, they had completely shed the dejection they had when they were captives. They were capable again, and their morale was even higher than when they were in the Tang Army.
Mr. Dark Cloud looked at the small but extremely capable troops in front of him and nodded in satisfaction.
Master Zhang was satisfied, but naturally, there were people who were not.
In Luyang City, the capital of the Eastern Tang Empire, it could barely maintain its usual hustle and bustle.
The people in the city had limited understanding of the chaos in Chang 'an in the northwest, but they still had full confidence in the imperial court suppressing the rebellion.
However, most of the people in the upper echelons couldn't relax at the moment.
Or it should be said that they felt unprecedentedly heavy.
A side door of the palace opened, and a carriage drove in quietly.
The carriage passed through the palace, and the person in the carriage didn't say a word.
It wasn't until the carriage stopped in front of a palace that the person in the carriage got out.
He was covered from head to toe in a trench coat, and his face was hidden in the shadows, so outsiders couldn't see him clearly.
The person entered the palace quietly, and the carriage drove away. The palace was quiet again.
In the palace, an old man in bright yellow clothes was waiting for the visitor. "Brother Xiang, long time no see."
The visitor put down his trench coat and hood, revealing the face of an old man with a dignified and domineering aura. Although he was old, he was as mighty as a lion, and people didn't dare to look at him directly.
"Brother Li." He nodded.
The person who received him was the uncle of the current King of Tang, the Old Prince of the Eastern Tang, Li Dong.
The old man who came to visit in a low-key manner was from the Western Chu Dynasty. He was the uncle of the current King of Chu, Xiang Yue.
He and Li Dong were both old men who were over a hundred years old, but they were both powerful martial artists at the Eighth Realm.
In the early years, the two of them became friends after fighting.
In terms of friendship, it was probably the same as the relationship between the Western Chu and the Eastern Tang Dynasty, where there was more resentment than kindness.
However, this didn't stop Xiang Yue from bringing the King of Chu's secret letter to visit the Eastern Tang Dynasty, and the two sides worked together.
"With Brother Xiang here, we can see the sincerity of the Western Chu Dynasty. His Majesty will be pleasantly surprised when he sees Brother Xiang."
After exchanging greetings, Li Dong brought Xiang Yue to another place.
Xiang Yue followed quietly behind him. "You flatter me. His Majesty of the Great Chu Dynasty has already given an order. I'm here to wait for the King of Tang's order."
Li Dong nodded slightly.
Although he said that, when it came to carrying out the order, Xiang Yue would definitely act according to the situation.
The so-called King of Tang's order was to carry out the order. In other words, the Eastern Tang Dynasty had to be the main force, and they were just helping from the side.
"Brother Xiang, you're too kind. There's a saying that accumulating sand can build a tower, and dripping water can penetrate a stone, let alone a desert like Brother Xiang." Li Dong said as he led Xiang Yue into another palace.
As soon as he entered, Xiang Yue saw a familiar face.
Xiao Kun.
The Eighth Realm expert of the Southern Liang Dynasty.
Xiang Yue interacted with Xiao Kun more frequently than with Li Dong.
There was also a lot of friction between the Western Chu and Southern Liang dynasties.
Xiang Yue and Xiao Kun had fought more than once on the battlefield.
However, when the two of them met, they nodded slightly to greet each other.
It was just like how they didn't get along with the Eastern Tang dynasty. However, as long as there was a need, the three countries could work together.
This was what the Old Prince of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, Li Dong, said earlier. Accumulating sand can build a tower, and dripping water can penetrate a stone.
Xiang Yue entered the palace and looked inside. The rest were all famous experts of the Eastern Tang Dynasty.
He had never interacted with some of them in person, but he had seen portraits of them. Therefore, he knew that the people standing here were at least at the Eighth Realm.
Sitting below the King of Tang was a Taoist priest. He was a Ninth Realm expert on par with the King of Tang and King Chu, the Green Cloud Monastery.
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