lcionline Chapter 465 Madness and Greed
Chapter 465 Madness and Greed
"Master Ningchu, is it that you are unable to solve it, or that you do not want to solve it?"
Long Daoyang's questioning voice rang out, and his words immediately stirred the minds of the group who were in a predicament.
Their current situation looks like they've been tricked; how can they get in but not get out?
Although Master Ningchu's explanation was reasonable, the matter concerned their lives and safety, and hearing Long Daoyang's questioning voice still made them waver.
In particular, the wise monk already harbored doubts about Daoist Ningchu. Regardless of whether Daoist Ningchu was responsible, if anything happened to him, he would make him pay with his life.
I could feel that the power of his blood and qi was constantly disappearing, as if it was being taken away by someone.
He immediately shouted at the monks of Lingjue Temple:
"Take him down and force him to tell you how he plans to get out of this predicament."
The wise monk was very decisive; he changed his mind immediately because of Long Daoyang's questioning.
Master Ningchu, seeing the monks from Lingjue Temple preparing to attack him, directly rebuked them:
"You've misunderstood. How could I possibly lay a hand on you all? This is all a conspiracy by Jingyun Temple. We can't afford to have internal strife and give them something to laugh at."
"If you act now, it will delay my rescue efforts. If they die because of your delay, won't you bear the responsibility?"
Master Ningchu exuded righteousness, and his words were reasonable and authoritative, carrying a deterrent force that temporarily made the monks of Lingjue Temple stop in their tracks.
But the wise voice did not relax at all and continued to give instructions:
“Master Ningchu, I can sense that your heart is starting to panic. You were just lying.”
"Go and capture him. Since he has trapped us, he must have some grand scheme in mind. We cannot let his evil plan succeed."
The wise monk made the arrangements in an orderly manner.
Among the martial arts techniques he practiced was a skill called "Heart Demon Transformation," which allowed him to control his opponent's heartbeat at the same frequency, thereby achieving the goal of controlling life and death in one fell swoop.
He had just used the Inner Demon Transformation while talking to Daoist Ningchu.
Although he can't use it fully now, he can still sense his opponent's heart rate and determine whether he is lying.
Although Master Ningchu had a righteous expression, a person's heartbeat doesn't lie; his heart rate had just changed.
Upon hearing the wise monk's words, the monks of Lingjue Temple had no doubts and all attacked Master Ningchu.
Master Ningchu had not expected that the wise monk had such means, and that he could still sense the fluctuations of his heart even after being trapped.
However, his business is not yet settled, so how could he possibly admit it?
Soon, the people from Lingjue Temple clashed with the people from Taichu Temple.
A considerable number of people from Taichu Temple came this time; the previous incident hadn't caused them to lose any manpower.
The other factions looked at each other, unsure of which side to help.
"What are you still watching? Once Master Ningchu's conspiracy succeeds, none of you will escape."
Seeing that the group was still observing, the wise monk spoke directly and made a threat.
"What nonsense are you spouting? How could Daoist Ningchu be like this?"
"Yes, are you overthinking it? Don't delay Master Ningchu from saving us."
The Dragon King and Yin Guanjun were clearly skeptical, and placed their hopes for salvation on Daoist Ning Chudao.
"Hahaha, didn't you all see that old man Ning Chu is still drawing up the formation diagram at this time?"
I still can't feel it, but we're being drained of more and more of our vital energy.
With the wise monk's reminder, many people felt their vital energy dissipating faster and faster.
Long Daoyang couldn't sit still any longer and abandoned his idea of watching the tigers fight from the sidelines. He gave instructions to the members of the Long Group.
"Let's go."
Even with Long Daoyang's addition, the fighting strength of Taichu Temple still couldn't be surpassed.
To win this time, the entire Taichu Temple mobilized.
Master Ningchu drew even faster with his cinnabar brush, having practiced the strange patterns he was creating countless times.
It's reached the point where I can describe it even with my eyes closed.
Although the array was strange and difficult to draw, he was not affected by the surrounding environment thanks to his years of practice. His hands were steady and he showed no signs of panic.
There was absolutely no mistake in this situation.
"Don't get entangled with these people, interrupting old man Ningchu's painting is the better thing to do."
The wise monk, his eyes gleaming with an unusual light, spoke again.
Hearing his reminder, Long Daoyang wasn't stupid and struck out with a palm towards the direction where Daoist Ning Chu was.
Although this palm strike wouldn't kill Master Ningchu, it could still interrupt his painting with the cinnabar brush if it hit him.
However, Master Ning Chu was also quite skilled. He easily dodged Long Daoyang's palm strike, and his cinnabar brush continued to swirl, handling the situation with ease.
But the very act of him continuing to attack makes Master Ning Chu's purpose obvious; he truly harbors malicious intentions.
“Master Ning Chu, you really do have ulterior motives. Dragon King, Chairman Yin, if you don’t get your people to take action soon, it may be too late by the time he stops writing.”
As Long Daoyang spoke, his palm strikes continued, but due to the distance and the considerable strength of Daoist Ning Chu, they ultimately had little effect on him.
However, at this point, the Dragon King and Yin Yingxiong could no longer deceive themselves and finally saw the true face of Daoist Ningchu.
Although he didn't know his purpose in doing so, he still ordered his men to take action.
With the addition of members from the Dragon King's Palace and the Iron Fist Society, the situation between the two sides finally reached a state of equilibrium.
The disciples of Taichu Temple gradually found it difficult to deal with the situation.
Just when they were wondering whether to back down.
Master Ningchu's words came through.
"Stop them from getting closer at all costs."
Hearing Master Ningchu's words, the Taoists of Taichu Temple gritted their teeth and persevered.
Several people tried to break through the encirclement by using their palm strikes and weapons, just like Long Daoyang, and interrupted Master Ningchu's painting.
Master Ningchu seemed to have eyes all over his body, always managing to dodge the attacks coming at him.
However, the effect of doing so was quite obvious. Although Master Ningchu was not injured, he was multitasking, and the speed of his pen writing noticeably decreased.
Seeing that the array diagram was already mostly completed, Master Ningchu's eyes were resolute; success or failure hinged on this moment.
His speed absolutely cannot be slowed down.
When attacked again, Master Ningchu used telekinesis to grab a disciple of Taichu Temple and shield him from the fierce attack.
The disciples of Taichu Temple seemed surprised that their usually amiable sect leader would actually use him as a shield.
Even as he died, his eyes were filled with astonishment and confusion, as if he couldn't understand why things had turned out this way.
Master Ningchu simply drew the array diagram in his hand indifferently, not sparing his disciple even a glance, as if nothing could interrupt his thoughts.
"Master."
A disciple witnessed this scene, his voice filled with shock and confusion.
Shocked that their master would use his disciple's body to defend himself, and puzzled by how his master was so different from his usual self.
"Hahahaha, are you still going to stop us? Daoist Ning Chu doesn't care about the lives of your disciples at all. Are you still going to help the wicked?"
Long Daoyang did not expect that Daoist Ningchu would do something so self-destructive, and wanted to use words to make the disciples of Taichu Temple stop.
Many disciples stopped what they were doing when they heard his words, as if they couldn't accept what their master and abbot had done.
At this moment, Master Ningchu's words came again, his voice as seductive as ever.
"Don't forget our mission. Everything I do is to revitalize Taichu Temple. As members of Taichu Temple, this is what you should do."
Give me a little more time, and our mission will be accomplished, very soon, very soon, hahahahahaha.
The kindness in Master Ningchu's eyes was gone, replaced by madness and greed, completely different from his previous image, as if he had become a different person.
The disciples of Taichu Temple also had disagreements.