"I... I'm not busy at the moment." Wu Bing just finished saying that, and I directly wanted to leave.
Wuling followed me hurriedly, and his speech was rapid: "Just a question, do you know the whereabouts of Mao San? Jing Yang Zhong, has there been any change recently?"
The words I said earlier seemed to indicate that I was going to the Miao Xuan Hall and mentioned Mao You San on the way.
Same meaning.
What the speaker says is not intentional, but the listener takes it to heart.
The holes that Old Gong and He Youtian dug earlier couldn't be further explored because of the unexpected turn of events at the Lama's place, which prevented the Second Elder from talking with Wu Ling for a longer time. That's why I had to bring it up in this indirect way.
Wu Ling is a person who wouldn't want to put himself in a dangerous situation. He might not necessarily want to go to the Miao Xuan Hall.
He, must be more concerned about his own safety.
It concerns Mao You San, so he must be afraid of exposing himself. The best course of action would be to let him solve the problem himself.
I'm the one subtly guiding, making Wu Ling feel that the current situation is an opportunity.
Thoughts flitted through my mind in an instant, and I roughly understood that Wu Ling had no informants in Jing Yang Zhong.
The Xu family is probably his trump card.
"I don't know, but I previously suspected Mao You San of doing something. He stole away my teacher's bones. I've asked people to look for him, but we haven't been able to find the bones."
"I also thought that you and he were together. You also had a share in the bones being stolen, but now it seems that may not be the case?"
I spoke again, looking deeply at Wu Ling.
"This... Then naturally, there is no way I would do something like that? Mao San is interested in the bodies, I am not interested in the bodies. I know he wants Sun Zhuo. I didn't return it to him even though he asked for it, and all the elders have buried Sun Zhuo on the Peak Mountain." Wu Ling immediately disassociated himself from the matter.
It's just a pity that Old Gong isn't here to judge whether Wu Ling is lying.
I know what Wu Ling wants to ask is actually the Xu family.
He couldn't speak directly, not wanting to reveal the relationship with the Xu family, and I would never be able to say it myself.
"Is there anything else you need?" I asked Wu Ling again.
"It's all settled now, Second Elder... By the way, if my teacher asks where I went, tell him I went down the mountain to visit home and someone might have tampered with it." Wu Ling said seriously.
"All right." I replied, immediately left the Zui Qi Hall, did not turn back for a moment, and walked straight out of the corridor.
The two guards seemed somewhat uneasy, as they were unaware of what had happened.
I am not worried that something bad might happen to Wu Ling after he leaves the mountain, and it might involve me.
He passes by here and passes by the mountain gate, where the disciples can see him, leaving alone.
I hurried in the direction of the Miao Xuan Hall.
While walking half the way, I noticed something was wrong. There were several places in the entire mountain gate that were emitting thick flames and loud shouts could be heard.
Under the night sky, dark smoke rolled into the clouds, giving a very somber look.
Just then, a clap of thunder rolled!
Lightning suddenly slices through the night sky, and the direction it falls is none other than the Miao Xuan Hall!
It is He Youtian who has summoned the heavenly thunder!
I was greatly shocked and increased my pace!
But as I was passing by a Daoist hall, the door suddenly opened violently, several disciples rushed out in a panic. At the same time, they turned their heads back and intertwined their hands to push the sword out!
"Second Master, save us!" someone shouted.
I suddenly stopped in my tracks, and the disciples quickly dodged behind me.
Inside the Daoist hall, a figure once again appeared.
It was a lama!
This lama is holding a bloody leg bone!
He was enveloped in a thick mist, and dimly visible through the smoke was a face that was twisted and ugly, resembling a person but not a human.
The lama's strong, muscular body, which was as wiry as a vine, was pressed into a slight stoop.
However, the lama was very devout.
He spoke a strange Tibetan phrase, his body suddenly leaned forward and seemed like an arrow on a string, charging towards me!
That feeling of being locked in place made me feel a chill run down my spine.
"Slaying ghosts is very important, but killing and harming is evil. I, Luo Chengshi of the Palace of the Abyssal King, am commanding you to do this immediately!"
With the incantation, two copper swords immediately shot out and pierced towards the lama!
The several disciples who had hidden behind me also reacted, shouting out the same incantation, and more than a dozen copper swords followed to converge on the lama!
It doesn't matter about the actual power level, just the atmosphere has been elevated first!
The lama was unarmed……
The train of thought came to an abrupt halt.
In that instant, the thick smoke suddenly surged, covering the entire lama. The copper swords penetrated the smoke, but there was no sound of a sword piercing through flesh and blood!
Instead, they clinked and scattered all over the ground!
In that moment, the lama had reached right in front of me!
His demeanor was incredibly stern, and he grabbed my collar with his hand!
I saw that the thick smoke seemed to also form an invisible hand, grabbing at my neck!
This is the ghost creature he summoned with the leg bone!
The deity worshiped by the Black City Temple!
It happened so quickly that the disciples behind me all looked panicked.
It was obvious that the lama's strength was too high, beyond their limits and level!
I did not panic, drawing out the Gao Tian Chu, shouting loudly: "The power of heaven and earth, sweeping like lightning. Lord of the Law, holding a needle hammer. Traveling through the three realms, the sun and moon hidden in radiance. Stars dimming, the drums darkening, ghosts weeping and gods mourning! Iron-rimmed wheeled spears, mountains and rivers collapsing! Quickly! As per the law!"
With the incantation, the Gao Tian Chu danced in my hand like a fine needle, striking at the lama's body with each blow and I kept changing positions while my strikes were very agile!
His response was not slow, and he completely deflected it with his bare hands!
What was even more terrifying was that where he couldn't deflect it, the thick smoke formed an invisible hand, blocking the Gao Tian Chu!
However, the thick smoke couldn't last much longer. It would still allow the Gao Tian Chu to hit him and make a dull sound!
After using this set of Taoist arts, I was slightly out of breath and my hands were slightly numb.
The disciples dispersed to a certain distance, and their eyes were full of horror.
This was both awe at my strength and shock at the lama!
Sweat beads were pouring down my forehead, and I finally deeply understood why the elders couldn't defeat these lamas...
At this level of Taoist arts, the lama still fought with empty hands, and he did not use the leg bone to defend himself.
And aside from some redness on his body and slight tremors in his arms, he didn't have many actual injuries...
As the thick mist kept swirling around him, his expression became even more devout.
"Luo, Xian, Sheng, Xinbo, asks you to return." His tone was very obscure, and it was obvious that he could only speak a little Mandarin with a heavy accent.
A cold shiver ran down my spine, recalling when they seven of them had endured He Youtian's heart-thunder palm strike without any major problems.
Perhaps He Youtian knew at the time that their physical constitutions were tough, which is why he used that fluid sequence of Taoist arts?
"I don't know your Xinbo, neither does my father want any relationship with you. Kill my four rules disciples! Today, you all must pay with your lives!"
"Form an array!" I spoke with a heavy tone, giving a direct order!
The several disciples in the distance suddenly appeared solemn, quickly spreading out to form a circle. During this time, several more disciples ran out of the Daoist hall and joined the ranks!
"This is a blessing, not a curse. As you say, in the third heaven, there are deities."
"The deity enjoys worship, so worship must be conducted... If the deity is pleased, the self is also pleased!" The lama's face was even more devout.
"Nonsense! Killing is still killing! Come and receive your doom!"
I haven't used any instruments. Suddenly, I make a gesture, preparing to follow their style and use the same set of moves from He Youtian to take them down!
