lcionline Chapter 150 The Myriad Manifestations Sect are all good people
Chapter 150 The Myriad Manifestations Sect are all good people
"Oh? Sect Master, stop keeping me in suspense and tell me what the mission is."
Ding Yi laughed and said.
“It’s very simple. There are signs of an external evil spirit appearing 300 miles outside Baihe County. I need you to take people to investigate.”
Zhou Ruoxu spoke slowly.
"External evil?"
Ding Yi was completely stunned.
He was still wondering where to increase his lifespan after leaving the Myriad Manifestations Sect when the sect leader urgently sent him news. What a kind person!
Ding Yi grinned from ear to ear, looking at Zhou Ruoxu with increasing satisfaction.
In fact, if an outsider heard this news, they would definitely think it was a very troublesome situation.
After all, any external evil spirit that dares to appear near Baihe City must be at least at the Xuanji Realm, and it's not impossible that a super expert at the Shenfu Realm might also appear.
After the Yin-Yang Palace established its dominance in Qingzhou, the other immortal palaces and Taoist temples immediately became like rats crossing the street, hated by everyone.
Even powerful palaces like Qing Si Guan and Qi Jue Gong could only hide on cliffs or deep in swamps to escape the pursuit of Yin Yang Gong.
As for the other temples and shrines, their situation was even more dire. They could only fight guerrilla warfare, and after cultivating a small village, they had to flee immediately, just like the Blood and Flesh Temple that Ding Yi encountered at the beginning in Xiaotan Village.
But if nothing unexpected happens, such small palaces will ultimately only meet one fate: destruction.
The 108 calamities of the world are not indestructible.
Ironically, the current demise of the jinx is not due to the warriors, but rather to other jinxes.
After all, warriors might still be somewhat useful to the worship of gods, but once the worship of gods becomes an adversary, they are absolute mortal enemies.
Looking at Ding Yi grinning broadly in front of him, Zhou Ruoxu couldn't help but smile slightly as well.
He's just a reckless fool; he has a lot of strength, but he's not very bright.
When others heard the news of the investigation into the external evil spirits, who didn't turn pale and tremble like a leaf?
If it weren't for the fact that the Yin-Yang Palace was behind the Myriad Manifestations Gate, Zhou Ruoxu would have run away long ago.
"Sect Master, I can't wait any longer. Give me the location and information now."
Ding Yi continued.
"Hmm? Hehe, don't worry, when you return in triumph, you'll have silver, women, and cultivation techniques—you'll have them all!"
Zhou Ruoxu was very satisfied with Ding Yi's performance, and then took out an envelope from his pocket and handed it to Ding Yi.
"All the information is here, though it's limited, but now it's up to you."
Ding Yi took the envelope and then asked:
"Sect Master, is this merely reconnaissance?"
"You want to kill them? These things are handled by the city's censorate."
Zhou Ruoxu shook his head.
The reason why Yin Yang Palace supports so many gangs in the city is precisely because of the gangs' numerical advantage.
The gangs continuously provided useful information, and then the Yin-Yang Palace's Surveillance Department carried out precise strikes. This method of operation was perfect.
The dead and wounded were the military men, while the credit and benefits went to the Censorate.
"understood."
Ding Yi nodded. Since it wasn't said that they couldn't kill, then they could kill them all.
Thinking of this, Ding Yi felt his blood rushing faster, and he couldn't wait to set off.
"By the way, this time you can only bring a maximum of ten people. If there are too many, it will be difficult for me to report to the government."
Zhou Ruoxu then gave further instructions.
"Ah, ten people, that's enough."
Ding Yi waved his hand dismissively; to him, ten men sent to scout ahead and die were enough.
If ten people can't solve the problem, then he will definitely have no choice but to run away.
Zhou Ruoxu then shared some details with Ding Yi, who readily agreed and then hurriedly left the Taichu Palace.
Looking at Ding Yi's back, Zhou Ruoxu couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong.
He always felt that Li Baozheng was deliberately seeking out the external evil spirits.
Never mind, since he has his own people among the people he arranged this time, he also wants to see what tricks Li Baozheng is up to.
Back in his room, Ding Yi sat down at the table and began to read the letter carefully.
The letter contained very little information; it said that people passing through a dense forest 300 miles outside Baihe City were frequently disappearing.
At first, no one paid much attention, but as the number of missing persons increased, it was naturally suspected that there was some kind of evil spirit involved.
Therefore, after reviewing all the reported information, the White River City Supervisory Office decided to send Wanxiangmen to investigate and then make corresponding arrangements based on the specific investigation results.
The next morning, the official travel document from the city was issued, and Ding Yi immediately led the ten men he had already selected out of the city on horseback.
These horses are ordinary horses raised by the Wanxiang Sect. Although they cannot travel a thousand miles a day like the demon horses, they can still cover a distance of three hundred miles in two days.
"Hey!"
Dozens of fine horses galloped along the official road, heading northeast of Baihe City. They were dressed in uniform, tight-fitting clothes with the unique logo of Wanxiangmen tattooed on their backs, which attracted frequent glances from passersby.
Meanwhile, in a grove of trees 300 miles away from Baihe City.
A figure walked hurriedly through the dense forest with his head down, occasionally glancing at a disc-like object in his hand to determine his direction, and finally arrived at an inconspicuous little mound.
After looking around and confirming that no one was around, the figure suddenly accelerated and rushed towards the earthen slope.
Surprisingly, the imagined scene of the person crashing into the embankment did not occur. Instead, the person, like a drop of water, merged into the embankment upon contact and disappeared completely.
The next moment, a figure suddenly appeared on the other side of the earthen slope.
What appeared before the figure was a dark passageway.
Torches were stuck on both sides of the passage. Looking ahead along the torches, you would find that the passage stretched out into the distance, and you didn't know how long it was.
The figure seemed very familiar with this place. As soon as it entered, it started walking quickly along the passage.
Before long, the figure arrived at the end of the passage, which turned out to be a huge palace built on the underground mountain wall.
Torches were still burning inside the palace, but their orange glow was mostly swallowed up by the darkness within, making the entire palace look sinister and eerie.
The figure glanced at the stone hall in front of him, then lowered his head and hurriedly walked into the hall.
Inside the gate was a smoothed-out plaza.
Above the square at this moment, three enormous statues of different shapes are carved.
The statues are all faceless, but each of them has a human face on its chest, with its eyes closed.
Below the statue are three prayer cushions.
Three figures sat on each of the prayer cushions, all dressed in Taoist robes, with long, snow-white beards and their hair tied up in a round bun at the back of their heads.
As soon as the figure entered the main hall, the three people sensed it and opened their eyes to look at the newcomer.
"What's the matter?"
The Taoist priest slowly opened his mouth and asked a question, his voice hoarse, which echoed in the empty hall.
"Five days later, a caravan set out from the city, carrying twenty servants and ten martial artists, the most powerful of whom was a Blood Exchange Grandmaster."
The figure immediately knelt on the cold floor and spoke to the three people in front of him.
"route."
One of the three, a Taoist priest, spoke slowly.
"Heading north, we will pass through the official road closest to here."
"Your servants are number twenty; you may begin."
The Taoist priest spoke slowly again.
"can."
The other two Taoist priests also spoke, and then the entire hall returned to silence.