novelapdf Chapter 99: How Should It Be Interpreted?
Chapter 99: How Should It Be Interpreted?
Chapter 99: How Should It Be Interpreted?
Inside Dayunming Temple.
The vast temple was utterly deserted in the twilight, as seen from the distant hills.
The main hall, monks' quarters, and side courtyard.
The flickering candlelight suggests that the monks were reading Buddhist scriptures late into the night.
Inside the main hall of Jingnian Temple.
Zhuge Sheng led a group of fake monks in chanting evening prayers, but his eyes kept glancing at the weapons pressed under the prayer mats.
When such weapons strike someone, they will surely tear the skin and flesh apart.
Not only Jingnian Temple, but also all the main halls and meditation rooms of the temple have followers hiding there.
Beams, pillars, Buddha statues, bamboo groves, and treetops.
In the darkness, pairs of menacing eyes, yearning and waiting, awaited the distinguished guest.
"Chirp chirp~~"
Outside Dayunming Temple, about a mile from the eastern wall, a flock of yellow birds suddenly took flight from the treetops.
Despite the distance, the Zoroastrian sentries scattered around the temple still noticed the anomaly.
"Mumumumongmu~"
The chirping sound resembled the short chirping of a cricket, followed by a light, deep bamboo whistle, the tone perfectly matching that of the insects and birds, a truly lifelike imitation.
A group of martial monks carrying sticks appeared in the East Courtyard on night duty, but they didn't notice anything unusual and left directly.
Everything seemed the same.
but.
Upon noticing the loose layout of Daiunmyoji Temple, both Du Lingzi and Tian Hongxu became alert almost simultaneously.
This is too unusual; there's an ambush!
This was the first reaction of the Penglai and Xuri Gang members.
If the Fuchuanshan incident had not occurred, the arrangement of Daiyunming Temple would have been normal.
However, the Zoroastrian sect had just wiped out more than fifty people from Penglai.
Even the most cunning person should still increase their manpower to prevent Penglai from coming to their door.
Should we go back and investigate further?
Sudden.
They then remembered the message from the Qingyuan Society.
In addition, the carrier pigeon sent back by Juechenzi also showed that the journey south from Penglai was also ambushed and blocked by the Zoroastrian sect.
The bandits of Qingshan no longer exist, and Dayunming Temple has divided its forces into two groups.
This is in conjunction with the actions of the fake monks who closed the temple.
Either the cloud-water wheel doesn't have enough manpower to manage it in the short term, or it's on its way to be reassigned.
Their plan to launch a surprise attack on Dayunming Temple was a spur-of-the-moment decision.
The Zoroastrians did not expect that Turinzi, who remained in Quanzhou, would abandon Penglai to provide support and launch a direct attack on them.
Therefore.
It is also possible that the deployment is loose.
"Uncle-Master, what should be the interpretation?"
After a brainstorming session, everyone remained hesitant and unsure.
Tian Hongxu's eyes flashed with anger, but he couldn't control Penglai.
Du Lingzi was also hesitant. He was arrogant when he left Mi Shen Mountain, but as soon as he arrived in Quanzhou, he learned that Gui Yunzi had been ambushed and several of his businesses had been taken.
Just as they finished dealing with Duanmu Yuan, Qu Jiafeng and his group were wiped out by the Zoroastrian Church.
It can be said.
It's bizarre that Penglai keeps running into obstacles in Quanzhou.
He has now changed his temper and become more cautious.
Du Lingzi lightly twirled her fingers, not replying immediately.
Tian Hongxu's hatred for Zoroastrianism was no less than that for Penglai after his only son was killed.
With Du Lingzi and Penglai disciples present, the Rising Sun Gang deployed all its elite forces, confident that they could defeat the Fire Worship Sect.
"Brother Du, how much trouble can a small, hidden opening cause?"
"With us working together, even if Jiang Hua were here, or even if two more people came, with you and me present, they would have no chance of winning."
"Unless there's a Zoroastrian leader or similar figure present, but... is that even possible?"
It's also because the Rising Sun Gang didn't have any informants within the Zoroastrian Church that Tian Hongxu was unaware that Jiang Hua had already met his demise.
"A few small fry are nothing more than fish on a chopping board."
A cold glint flashed in Tian Hongxu's eyes.
"Moreover, with the Beggars' Sect waiting to provide support from the side, our numbers are only greater than ours. We must not miss this opportunity. If we wait for your sect's Jue Chenzi to arrive, they will surely flee in the wake."
"That makes sense!"
Although Du Lingzi didn't know what abilities the overly young Beggar Clan leader possessed, the Beggar Clan's forces had indeed arrived.
There are a couple hundred people from the three families watching; we mustn't let the other sects look down on us.
The two nodded, and no matter what the people below thought, they could not object and had no choice but to obey orders.
Bu Qin and Ding Yang were not novices either; they had joined the Rising Sun Gang when Tian Hongxu was still in humble beginnings.
Through relentless fighting, they eventually elevated the Rising Sun Gang to the ranks of Quanzhou's top-tier powers.
Although he sensed something was amiss, he couldn't persuade the gang leader, so he had no choice but to catch up.
When they were pasted on the outer wall of the temple, even if the two of them were confused, they would forcefully suppress it.
The arrow was already on the bowstring, and there was no turning back!
They split into three teams, entering the temple through the main gate, the west wall, and the east wall. The Beggars' Gang hid in the pine forest two miles from the temple, waiting for an opportunity to send reinforcements.
The leaders were all men with top-notch martial arts skills, and their footsteps were very faint.
The temple was not small, and the warrior monks on night patrol took a long time to cross the walls, so they easily found their way to three of the walls.
At the appointed time, Dulingzi made a killing gesture with his right palm.
The entire Penglai group used their strength to scale the ten-foot-high courtyard wall, stepped onto the gravel path, and stealthily made their way into the inner room.
If the Zoroastrian sect were caught off guard by this sneak attack, they would be decimated by the Penglai and Rising Sun gangs.
But coincidentally, neither the Penglai family nor the Penglai family expected that Jiang Hua had already been murdered.
If they knew, they would certainly reassess Zoroastrianism's reaction.
When the three groups of people rushed to Jingnian Temple in the dark, they found no living people except for killing more than a dozen monks on night duty.
"Waaaaah!"
"6~~"
A bugle call sounded.
"Hahaha!"
"You sons of bitches, you've finally arrived!"
The courtyard gate was kicked open, and a burst of wild laughter erupted, causing the candlelight to flicker and the light to distort.
Zhuge Sheng, holding a ghost-headed saber, slowly walked out. Behind him, more than forty fake monks tore off their robes, revealing black tight-fitting clothes underneath.
Several members of the Rising Sun Gang who were at the forefront were forced back by his sword.
From the beams, pillars, Buddha statues, bamboo groves, and treetops surrounding the temple, countless dark figures emerged, drawing their weapons without hesitation.
They engaged in fierce battles with Penglai and Xuri Gang at an extremely rapid pace.
Turin knew he had been tricked, but he was not afraid.
Just as Tian Hongxu said.
Even if Jiang Hua is prepared, what big waves can he possibly stir up?
"Bang bang bang!!"
suddenly.
With a loud "boom," countless pieces of dry firewood coated with kerosene fell from the roof.
"ignition!"
As Zhuge Sheng's roar subsided, dozens of torches shot through the air, and in an instant, flames soared into the sky from the crowd.
"kill!"
Dulinzi kicked away a chicken-shaped sickle that was attacking him, and then killed seven or eight people with a palm strike!
At this moment, an old man in white robes, about the same age as him, suddenly darted out of the main hall.
The old man paid no attention to the earth-shattering palm wind, and instead of dodging or avoiding it, he directly swung his palm to meet it head-on, intending to clash palm to palm!
In Penglai, Juechenzi's swordsmanship is superb, while Dulingzi is skilled in fist and palm techniques.
If we only consider the sheer power of his palm strikes, apart from the sect leader and senior brother Ling Xuzi, no one in the entire Penglai region can rival him.
He had cultivated the Hun Tian Jin technique for many years, and had already reached the pinnacle of internal energy mixing with Yang, Yang Yang winding silk, and breaking through Qi.
Even an ordinary martial arts master would find it extremely difficult to withstand a single palm strike.
"Bang!"
With a resounding crash of their palms, a tremendous force erupted, surging outwards.
The two men's energy burrowed into each other's bodies, like cunning and venomous insects, darting along the meridians, their veins bulging like wriggling maggots.
"Ah!~"
The two suddenly exerted their strength, forcefully breaking their internal energy and exhausting each other, and each retreated.
"good!"
The old man shouted coldly, swung his palm in a circle in front of him, and his energy surged to the Quchi acupoint. A wisp of white smoke was forced out from the Laogong acupoint in his palm, directly expelling the Hun Tian Jin that Du Lingzi had injected into his body.
"To be able to cultivate the Hun Tian Jin to the Hun Yang Chan Si realm, you must be Du Lingzi, who is known as the master of both Penglai fist and palm techniques."
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