Chapter 160 The Messenger from Blackwood Cliff

A middle-aged man in a grey robe was standing in the snow, leaning on a new sword, with fifty or sixty young swordsmen following behind him. With flags flying and the team in a solemn manner, the occasional knight passing by could not help but admire them from the bottom of their hearts, "They are worthy of being a famous and upright sect in the world."

"Have you found out?"

"Reporting to Second Senior Brother, there is no one in the inn."

The man whispered, "Where are the pine trees behind?"

"We have also investigated and found no ambush."

Laudenuo nodded slightly, feeling relieved, and looked at his young fellow apprentices who were standing solemnly behind him.

He raised his sword high and shouted, "Exterminate the devil and destroy the demon's lair. This is the first move. Everyone follow me!"

"Kill!"

"Destroy demons and defend the Way!"

"Eliminate harm for the people and uphold justice..."

"Today is the day to make a name for yourself and bring glory to your sect!"

Young newcomers in the martial arts world may not be highly skilled in martial arts, but they are definitely passionate and can easily get themselves into a state of excitement under the stimulation of various slogans.

Then, they were blown into a rain of blood and flesh by a storm of swords and sabers in the martial arts world. Those few who were able to escape unscathed were considered lucky.

"Kill! Charge forward..."

The middle-aged man in gray robe was a veteran, his blood was as cold as snow. He led the way and rushed forward for dozens of steps, then slowed down and gradually fell behind the crowd with a sneer on his face.

"Yue Buqun's injury is more serious than expected. Not only can he no longer catch traitors inside Huashan, but he has also lost the ability to covet the throne of the leader forever. That's why Ning Zhongze arranged this massive demon-killing operation to cover up the weakness of Huashan Sect at this time."

The Huashan disciples rushed up the Shilipo Slope and surrounded the Ping'an Inn like an iron barrel.

The middle-aged man in gray robe who kicked the door open was none other than Laudeno.

In the battle of Feifeng Bridge, he was unharmed except for the loss of a sword. Ning Zhongze trusted him more because he and Yue Lingshan arrived at the scene first to rescue the leader.

He looked at the bottles and cans in the store.

Those disciples who were unaware of the inside story stood blankly in the deserted inn, swords in hand.

Lao Denuo stroked his beard and smiled, "That group of evil cult members obviously heard the news and fled."

A disciple asked, "Brother, should we chase him?"

Lao Denuo shook his head and said, "As the military strategists say, do not pursue an enemy who is desperate. Since you know the reputation of my sect, you can just run away."

Those new disciples were full of enthusiasm, but they couldn't express it, and felt disappointed.

"Then our trip was in vain?"

Lao Denuo ignored him, looked around, and said with a smile: "Smash these bottles and jars, and burn down the demon cave."

"Bang bang bang!"

“Huahualala…”

Those people brandished their swords and smashed the jars. Not wanting to bother with anything else, they simply overturned the entire wooden shelf, causing wine to splash everywhere and filling the ground with a fragrant aroma.

After the Huashan disciples left the door, Lao Denuo threw the torch in, and a wall of flames rose instantly.

A few wisps of green smoke rose above Shili Slope, and the ice and snow began to melt faster.

The inn gradually collapsed amidst the raging fire, countless sparks erupted, and black smoke filled half the sky.
On that day, many people in Huazhou saw the fire on Shilipo, which burned until midnight.

…………

Very well!
"shelf!"

Well!

The horses' hooves fell, the ice and snow splashed, and seven or eight riders passed by leisurely.

"Xuxu~"

The man was galloping on the official road, but suddenly reined in his horse. The riders behind him were unable to stop and immediately became chaotic. Fortunately, there were smart people in the team who made timely adjustments and stabilized the situation, so there was no major chaos. "Elder Qi, this should be the Luyang territory, right?"

"From the picture, it should be."

"Okay! Brothers, raise the banner of the Divine Religion and let the grace of the Eastern Religious Master descend upon this barren land."

The purple-shirted man in the lead had a white face and no beard. He looked to be in his early twenties, but he had the majesty of a superior. He had been in Heimu Cliff for a long time and seldom had the opportunity to go out in the world. When he saw the mountains and rivers of Guanzhong, he felt that there were new things everywhere.

The tall and thin man curled his lips, but turned back and said, "The king's envoy has ordered to raise the flag!"

Luyang is the location of the Yunyu Altar, so it is not surprising to see the flag of the Sun and Moon Sect. However, this large purple flag with gold embroidery is the first time I have seen it.

"Elder Qi, I remember that I had someone send a letter to the Cloud Rain Altar a few days ago?"

At the foot of Tianyue Mountain, Wang Shuen glanced at Cai Zhongwen who came to greet him, and looked at Qi Queqiao with a smile.

Qi Queqiao coughed twice and was not in a good position to speak. He thought to himself, "It was clearly stated in the letter that Wang Shuen works in Chengde Hall, is a close attendant of Dongfang Sect Leader, and is very close to Yang Lianting. He came to Guanzhong to deliver a message, so he must be treated with caution. Brother Zhang is too careless."

Cai Zhongwen explained with a smile: "Master Zhang was seriously injured last month and is recuperating..."

Wang Shuen smiled and said, "Did I ask you? Who are you?"

Cai Zhongwen cupped his hands and said, "I am the incense protector of the Cloud and Rain Altar."

Wang Shuen chuckled and said, "Incense Protector? What kind of position is this? Do you know that on Blackwood Cliff, even ordinary incense masters are not qualified to talk to me. When the hall master sees me, he has to greet me quickly. The left and right light envoys call me brothers. Where did this wild man from Yunyu Hall come from? How dare he be so arrogant?"

Qi Queqiao saw that Cai Zhongwen's response was a bit rough, and he didn't seem like a delicate person who was good at welcoming and seeing off guests. He was afraid that he would offend Wang Shuen again, so he quickly smiled and continued.

"It's not that Master Zhang is disrespectful to you. Fenglei Hall has also received news that on the fifteenth of last month, Master Zhang led his troops to fight Yue Buqun at the foot of Mount Hua and severely injured him. None of the Five Mountain Leaders is an easy opponent. Master Zhang must have had a hard time."

Wang Shuen sneered: "What the hell is Yue Buqun? Can he be injured to the point where he can't get out of bed or walk?"

When Cai Zhongwen heard this, his face instantly darkened.

Qi Queqiao hurriedly tried to smooth things over with a smile.

When the group arrived in front of Tianyue Tower, Wang Shuen stopped and looked carefully at the large flag of the "Sun and Moon Sect" that was four meters long and ten meters wide. It was so domineering that the small flags held by the envoy team seemed a little ridiculous in comparison.

Wang Shuen remained calm, but felt even more unhappy, and secretly made a note of it.

"Well, you violated the rules of etiquette, secretly created a banner, harbored rebellious intentions, and were disrespectful to the Eastern Cult Master. You deserve to die!"

In Tianyue Tower, Su Qiqi came down the stairs and welcomed the envoy from Heimu Cliff into the tower.

"Where is Master Zhang? He didn't come to greet the leader's envoy. Could it be that he was too seriously injured... and passed away?"

Wang Shuen sat in the main seat, slowly put down the teacup, and said with a smile.

The people in the building are all the leaders of Yunyutang and above, most of whom were promoted by Zhang Yu. Seeing this gentleman threatening various orthodox sects in Guanzhong, gathering the scattered former members of Yunshuitang, and opening up a territory for the Divine Religion in the south of Xi'an Prefecture, Zhang Yu's prestige has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

As soon as the Blackwood Cliff envoy said this, it immediately caused a commotion. Many hot-tempered men stood up and glared at him. If they were not afraid of the identity of the chief altar envoy, they would have rushed over to beat him up.

Wang Shuen made another note in his mind: "He secretly gathered assassins and harbored evil intentions. He only knew about Master Zhang, but not Master Dongfang. He deserves to die!"

Su Qiqi laughed and said, "Master Zhang was seriously injured and has been in seclusion since he came back. When I sent someone to invite him, it was already a little late. If you want to blame someone, blame me for wasting time."

Wang Shuen chuckled and said nothing more. He took out the wooden box and placed it on the table.

When the Sun and Moon Sect issued an edict to its followers who were far away from the main temple, in order to prevent the edict from being lost or tampered with, they usually appointed two people, one to hold the box and the other to hold the key. Finally, the edict would be opened in public to declare that it was authentic.

Such complicated steps were naturally thought up by Yang Lianting.

There were two strange things about this imperial edict.

First, the leader’s imperial edict was at least given to a high-ranking official at the level of a hall master. How could an incense master be qualified to receive it?
Second, even Manager Yang was not clear about the content of the edict. It was said that the Eastern Sect Leader directly locked the box.

Wang Shuen was already extremely impatient, even the fake smile on his face was frozen. He represented Chengde Hall and was worshipped wherever he went. Even Tong Baixiong and Xiang Wentian did not dare to make him wait for so long.

After a long time, a voice sounded outside the door.

"I am late. I have troubled the king's envoy to keep you waiting for so long."

The purple-robed messenger looked outside the door and saw a handsome young man slowly walking into Tianyue Tower. He glanced at the person sitting in the main seat, but his face did not show the fear and trepidation that Wang Shuen hoped to see.

(End of this chapter)

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