Chapter 4: The Holy Word Flange
Zhou Mengxuan and the two stood in front of the temple palace, and the guards had already reported the news of their arrival. In the middle of the night, on the stone steps leading to the middle of the mountain, a person walked down.
The man was twenty-four or five years old, dressed in blue and white armor, and his face was exceptionally resolute and slightly haggard.
"In Yansha, Xianan, I have seen two Kunwu faction masters. I don't know what to call the two of you?" he represented the temple of Fran at the moment, and he was very thoughtful in etiquette. Nan Yansha's eyes only glanced at Meng Xuan, and smiled slightly, as if she was completely immune to her beauty.
"Under Wu Yu. Wu Yu was dressed in a white shirt, and she was also personable when she stood there.
"Zhou Mengxuan. Zhou Mengxuan said lightly. She looked at the man in front of her, frowning slightly, faintly feeling that the man in front of her was somewhat familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it.
"Okay, the two talented women are worthy of being Kunwu. Nan Yansha seemed to see Zhou Mengxuan's suspicions, and also saw Wu Yu's love for the beauties around her.
Zhou Mengxuan seemed to be very dislike to compare with Wu Yu, and her brows furrowed even tighter. Nan Yansha smiled in her heart and said, "Both, please come with me and meet the high priest." β
The two nodded, and followed behind Nan Yansha, heading towards the top of the stone steps.
"Brother Nan, the stone steps in front of this hall are similar to my Kunwu Sword Sect, but they are too few. The three of them walked on the stone steps, and Wu Yu said with a smile.
Nan Yansha looked at him and smiled, "Oh, is it too little?" Kunwu 8,000 stone steps, I have already heard of it below, and I have longed for it for a long time in my heart. β
Wu Yu said with a smile: "Brother Nan has leisure, he will definitely go to my Kunwu Sword Sect to see the eight thousand stone steps, the immortal qi is rising, and it is good to have a long time of knowledge and open his eyes." β
Nan Yansha frowned slightly, and felt that this Wu Yu was very arrogant. However, he had followed the high priest for many years, and his cultivation was much higher, so he was not angry, so he said: "This is very good, and I must go to your sect to see it when I have time." β
"Very good, very good!" Wu Yu laughed.
After walking the stone steps, the three of them arrived in front of the main hall. From a distance, I only feel the majestic atmosphere, but when I look closely, it shows a strong taste of time. Zhou Mengxuan felt this breath, as if her soul had been washed.
"Holy Dao Flange, what a Holy Dao Flange!" Wu Yu praised, but he was thinking in his heart: "It's really not small, I haven't seen my majestic Kunwu Temple, and I dare to call myself the Holy Dao, it's really a bunch of natives." β
"Hehe, Wu Jianxia has won the award. Nan Yansha didn't seem to be able to hear the mockery in Wu Yu's tone, and said with a smile.
Zhou Mengxuan saw that Wu Yu was so arrogant all the way, and he didn't put the Falan Temple in his eyes at all, and he despised him even more in his heart. She was about to turn her head away and stop looking at him, when suddenly, Wu Yu's mouth made a "ahh
"Senior Brother Wu?" Zhou Mengxuan frowned and looked at him, Wu Yuwu didn't realize it, his eyes showed a crazy look, and his hands danced. Nan Yansha didn't know why Wu Yu was like this, and she was really taken aback in her heart.
An old man walked out of the main hall, the high priest stared at Wu Yu with his eyes, chanted scriptures like a spell in his mouth, and walked straight towards Wu Yu.
Wu Yu looked crazy, his eyes were foggy, as if he had entered some kind of illusion. He only felt the intense white light emit a scorching temperature, burning his bloody body.
"Demon, demon is here!" Wu Yu's ears rumbled, and the sound was so vast and magnificent that his entire soul trembled. The white light enveloped the entire space, and his power seemed so small in front of this white light.
Wu Yu, who was immersed in the illusion realm, showed a look of extreme fear on his face, and a loud cry came out of his mouth. At the last moment when he felt that his consciousness was about to be extinguished by this white light, a kind old man with white hair appeared in front of him.
"Help me, save me!" Wu Yu shouted.
In the illusion, the kind old man sighed at him and reached out to touch his forehead. Wu Yu only felt a warm current enter his body and enter his soul. His eyes gradually closed, and he fell asleep.
In front of the Temple of Fran, the high priest's palm was on Wu Yu's forehead, and Wu Yu's face showed a peaceful look, and he had already fallen asleep.
"Yansha, send Wu Yu Shaoxia to rest!" the high priest's eyes sank slightly, and he said lightly.
"Yes, High Priest. Nan Yansha saluted respectfully. Although he didn't know what was going on, he didn't ask much.
Zhou Mengxuan looked at Wu Yu and then at the high priest, looking extremely puzzled. Watching Wu Yu being sent away, for some reason, she felt a little relieved in her heart.
Maybe she didn't like Wu Yu in the first place, or maybe it was some other reason, Zhou Mengxuan didn't think much about it.
"Zhou Mengxuan has seen the high priest. She bowed slightly.
The high priest came back to his senses and smiled, "I have long heard that Kunwu Jian sent an amazing female disciple, well, very good!"
"The high priest has been rewarded, and the head priest and the tutor often mention the high priest. Zhou Mengxuan replied.
The high priest saw that Zhou Mengxuan's words and deeds were thoughtful, and he was very happy in his heart, and said, "Master Zhou, please follow me into the temple." Then he turned and entered the temple of Fran.
Zhou Mengxuan followed behind the high priest, she looked at the back of the high priest, and only felt that the high priest of Fran was no different from an ordinary old man, and his back looked so vicissitudes. She looked up and looked at the plaque of the Holy Dao Flange, the vermilion paint on the plaque seemed to be a long time, and the color had become gray, except for the four big characters of "Holy Dao Flange", which were vigorous and simple, revealing an artistic conception that could not be worn out by the years.
There are several futons in the hall, the high priest sits in the center, and Zhou Mengxuan sits cross-legged at the bottom.
"Senior Nephew Zhou, how are you doing lately with the Sect Master and the hall masters?" the high priest asked.
"Back to the high priest, the master and uncle, the master and the lords of the hall, everything is fine, and the high priest Lao is concerned. Zhou Mengxuan remembered that her uncle Yin Banchen was missing, whether he returned to Kunwu or went elsewhere, he didn't know. Although she had some worries in her heart, she didn't want to mention them. "Uncle Yin has profound skills, so nothing should happen. She thought silently.
The high priest looked at Zhou Mengxuan's distraction, and had already guessed a rough idea in his heart, so he asked: "What is the problem with Senior Nephew Zhou? The temple has been friendly with your sect for generations, and Senior Nephew Zhou has something to say, but it doesn't hurt to say it." β
Zhou Mengxuan groaned for a moment and said, "High Priest, this matter may be that my niece is overly worried. β
"Oh, Master Zhou might as well say it directly. The high priest looked at her with a caring expression.
Zhou Mengxuan thought for a while and said, "Shimen Seal Master Shuben and I were on the same road, but we lost our traces in Yecheng and cut off contact. I haven't heard from my uncle for many days, and my niece is a little worried. β
"The Uncle Seal you are talking about is the Lord of the Star Hall of your Sect, the Seal Swordsman?" the High Priest asked.
"Well, it's Uncle Yin Banchen. Zhou Mengxuan replied.
"The Lord of the Seal Hall has profound skills, and he has been in the Holy Rank for seven or eight years, and there are very few people who can disadvantage him. Master Zhou's nephew can rest assured that if the temple gets the news, it will definitely inform you. The high priest stroked his beard and smiled. In his opinion, with Yin Banchen's strength, there are few opponents in the world, and he will definitely not suffer much loss. But I don't know that the most powerful thing in the world is not the superb martial arts skills, but the unfathomable human heart.
"Well, that's a hassle for the High Priest. Zhou Mengxuan said gratefully.
"Hehe, it's okay, it's okay. The high priest smiled and looked very kind.
"High Priestess, niece has one more thing to trouble you. Zhou Mengxuan's face was slightly red.
"Well, you just say it. The High Priest looked at her patiently.
"My niece and senior brother Wu Yu were ordered by my sect to inquire about the news of the mysterious killer all the way. In Ye Chengzhong, his niece had already intercepted him, he was seriously injured at that time, and he was no longer my opponent. But he didn't want a masked man to come out, blocked his niece, and rescued him. After that, the two of us searched all the way, but we didn't find the slightest trace of clues. Zhou Mengxuan said eloquently.
"Well, the mysterious killer you're talking about is the black-clad swordsman with the pitch-black sword in his hand, right?" the high priest said suddenly.
"Exactly, the High Priest is discerning. Zhou Mengxuan said. What she said at this time was probably after thinking about it for a long time, and some changes were inadvertent.
"Did the head of your sect order him to be hunted down?" the high priest's long eyebrows moved.
Zhou Mengxuan looked at the high priest's expression, slightly puzzled in her heart, but still nodded and said: "Exactly, this killer codenamed Mist kills people like hemp, just like that bloodsucking devil." My Kunwu Sword Sect prides itself on being a famous and decent family, so naturally I want to get rid of this great calamity. β
"What you say is very true. It is the right thing to subdue demons and eliminate demons. The High Priest nodded, but his expression looked slightly sentimental at the moment.
Zhou Mengxuan looked at the high priest's expression, and became more and more puzzled in her heart: "Could it be that this killer fog is still related to the temple? Who is the person who blocked me and saved the fog?"
The footsteps sounded, Zhou Mengxuan stopped thinking, turned her head and looked, it was Nanyansha.
Nan Yansha walked to the hall and bowed.
The High Priest stopped him with a slight wave of his hand.
Nan Yansha glanced at Zhou Mengxuan and said to the high priest: "High priest, there is news from Yanwei again. β
"Oh, what's the news? You just say it, Niece Zhou is not an outsider. The high priest looked up at him and said.
Zhou Mengxuan saw that Nan Yansha wanted to stop talking, and she was also a little curious about what was so mysterious. Nan Yansha said: "There is news from Yanwei that many cottages of the Nanmiao tribe have been destroyed by fire, and almost no one has been spared. There was a palpable anger in his tone.
The high priest groaned and said, "If it is an ordinary fire, it is impossible for no one to escape, and there must be a hidden reason in this. β
The disciple also thinks so, but there is no definite news yet, and the disciple is ready to go and check it out in person. Nan Yansha said.
"Well, that's fine. The high priest was about to continue, when footsteps were heard again outside the temple. The voice was slightly urgent, and a middle-aged man in cyan armor stood at the door of the temple and said, "High priest, Xiangwei has news to report. β
"Well, come in and say. The high priest spoke in a calm tone, without showing any temper.
The man entered the hall, said hello to Nan Yansha, glanced at Zhou Mengxuan, who was as beautiful as a fairy, and immediately asked, "Who is this?"
"This is Zhou Mengxuan of the Kunwu Sword Sect. Nan Yansha introduced.
"Oh, I'm glad I'll be lucky, I'm going to go under the knife. The man in green armor bowed, and a pair of eyes stared at Zhou Mengxuan's cheeks.
"I've seen Senior Brother Dao. Zhou Mengxuan's expression was a little cramped.
"Baixing, what's the news from the elephant guard?" the high priest asked as he looked at him.
"Returning to the High Priest, the Elephant Guard sent news that nearly ten cities in the east near the Ghost Forest had been attacked. The guards of each city suffered numerous casualties, and the city lords of Liushi City and Puhua City were killed. The cities were attacked at almost the same time, apparently premeditated and uniformly arranged. β
"What? The City Lord of Liushi City and the City Lord of Puhua City are all great grandmasters, how can they have no power to resist? Even if they are defeated, it is always not difficult to escape their lives. Nan Yansha suddenly heard the news, and she couldn't accept it in her heart.
"The enemy seems to have calculated the strength of the city guards for a long time, and the masters sent out are also high and low. Dao Baixing said in a deep voice.
"High Priest, what should I do?" the two looked at High Priest Fran.
The high priest frowned and pondered, and after a while, he sighed slightly, and said in a low voice, "Chaos has arisen. β
When Zhou Mengxuan heard these two news, her heart was also extremely heavy. When she heard the high priest say that chaos had arisen, she immediately thought of what her uncle and her own master had said.
"Troubled times are coming. She thought silently in her heart.
"Baixing, you personally take the elephant guard to the cities where the accident occurred. Now that the enemy has shown signs of travel, if you look carefully, you can always find out. The most lacking thing now is time, one is to keep the city tightly defended before the enemy attacks again, and the other is to try to find out the details of the enemy. The two of you go your separate ways, remember to be quick, too late. The high priest repeatedly stressed the need to be quick. Nan Yansha and Dao Baixing both understood the seriousness of this matter, and immediately responded again and again.
Zhou Mengxuan suddenly spoke: "High priest, can you let me follow?"
"Well, Niece Zhou is not too hard, the old man has thanked him here. "Zhou Mengxuan's skill has reached the peak of the great grandmaster, and he has the divine sword in his hand, if he goes with the temple guards, he will definitely be able to play a big role.
"The high priest is polite, the temple has been friendly with my master for generations, this is what the younger generation should do. Zhou Mengxuan replied.
"That's very good. The high priest looked at the sword Baixing, then looked at Nanyansha, and said, "Yansha, on the road, I take care of Master Zhou's nephew." β
"Yes, High Priest. Nan Yansha frowned slightly, but she deserved no hesitation. Dao Baixing's face was slightly gloomy, he really wanted Zhou Mengxuan to be with him. But it's not good to say much at this moment, the three of them left the main hall, each ordered people, and went straight out of the temple and embarked on a journey.
There are four guards in the temple of Fran, namely the Yan Guard, the Elephant Guard, the Kong Guard, and the Bear Guard, in addition to the 1,000 guards per guard stationed in the temple all the year round, most of the rest of the guards are stationed on the federal border all the year round.
As for the guards of each city, some of them are masters of various tribes, and the other part is the royal ** team sent by the Chiba tribe. The Chiba clan rules the country and controls the vast majority of the kingdom's armed forces.
However, these forces cannot be compared to the Temple of Farran, which has absolute strength in the Federal Kingdom.
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The dark underground, where there is no light all day long. There is no sun, moon, no stars, and the passage of time will also be vague and inaccessible here.
Yin Banchen didn't know how long he had been here, and the darkness around him made him feel lonely.
He was weak, and although blood no longer gushed from his shoulder, his arm was gone. He no longer had the strength to curse at the moment, and the resentment in his heart was suppressed by the desire to live.
Even though he has profound skills, he can't go without food for a long time. Moreover, after a serious injury, he needed food to maintain the energy needed to recover his body.
Pu Rusheng trapped him underground, but he didn't kill him in a hurry, there must be some plan, Yin Banchen thought.
After an unknown amount of time, when Yin Banchen's patience was almost completely consumed, finally, the sound of the mechanism turning overhead sounded again. The voice sounded so familiar to his ears, and he was desperate and resentful.
The sound of the mechanism faded away, and a hole appeared overhead, and light shone through the hole.
"Is it dusk?" Yin Banchen looked up, and half of a figure was revealed at the entrance of the cave, his face was on the shiny back, and Yin Banchen couldn't see his appearance. However, he was very sure that this figure was Pu Rusheng who had been thinking about it for a long time and wanted to peel his skin and cramp.
"Hehe, Swordsman, congratulations, you haven't been poisoned. Haha!" Pu Rusheng's voice was full of anger, and it was obvious that his injuries were all healed.
"Hmph!" Yin Banchen snorted lightly and stopped talking.
"What's the matter, the famous Indian Swordsman, doesn't he even have the strength to say a word at this moment?" Pu Rusheng's voice was like a poisonous snake, focusing on the key point.
Yin Banchen still didn't speak, he thought in his heart that Pu Rusheng would definitely not let himself starve to death here if he asked for it. He didn't speak, firstly, because he really didn't have too much strength at the moment, and secondly, he wanted to seize the initiative in his own hands. But obviously, he was too naΓ―ve.
"Haha, very good, since you don't speak, stay here forever!" Pu Rusheng sneered and said word by word.
The rumbling sound sounded again, and the sound seemed to be very long, and Yin Banchen struggled strongly in his heart.
"I don't know when I will open it next time. No, I can't die here, I can't die like this. Yin Banchen's mind turned sharply at this moment.
"Wait. Yin Banchen shouted these words, as if he had exhausted all his strength and persistence. There was reluctance in his voice, but there was no light coming from the entrance of the cave, and the place was plunged into boundless darkness again.
Yin Banchen may have felt that the night was quiet and beautiful, but at this moment, he was so disgusted with the darkness that was dark and did not see the light.
He lay on his back on the ground, his heart beaming with despair.
It was as if darkness was about to consume him, and his consciousness blurred.
It seems as if only a moment has passed, and it seems as if a lifetime has passed. The sound of the mechanism sounded again, and this voice sounded like heaven in Yin Banchen's heart.
He pulled himself together, sat up, tilted his head, and looked at the entrance of the cave.
"Well, listen, if you want food, you want to come out alive. Just listen to me obediently and do what I tell you to do, do you understand?"
"Well, I understand. Yin Banchen used great strength to say this.
Seeing the food box put down by the rope, he was extremely excited. At this moment, what is more important than living?
Fame, morality....in the face of survival, insignificant.