Chapter 853 Master!
Wei Wenbo knew Hongxiu's personality very well. This woman was straightforward and never beat around the bush, but she had a pure and beautiful heart.
However, if Hongxiu spoke to Wei Wenbo like this, he would not mind. But when he heard Hongxiu say "nagging" to Huanyin, the ancestor of Qingzhou Wuliangmen, Wei Wenbo could not bear it.
This was a great disrespect to the ancestors, and it was not an offense to any portrait or sculpture, but an offense to the real person!
Wei Wenbo immediately stepped forward, regardless of his image, and forcibly pulled Hongxiu back, directly behind Huanyin and Zhang Tao.
Just as Hongxiu was puzzled and even angry, nearly twenty men in black came out from both sides of the street, led by a man who had reached the middle stage of life palm cultivation!
Seeing this scene, Hongxiu asked herself that it was difficult to fly away even if she had wings, so she complained: "Why don't you run, now... now there is no chance!"
Wei Wenbo quickly restrained the excited Hongxiu and said: "You... how dare you be so presumptuous in front of the ancestors?"
Hongxiu didn't listen and objected: "What ancestors, you... ah, ancestors?"
When she said the latter part, her voice immediately became smaller. Then, Hongxiu saw the silver-haired young man in front of her turned his head, showing a warm smile, and said: "My Wuliang Sect has never lacked heroes, kid, you are very good."
Hongxiu widened her eyes and looked at the silver-haired man's face, and felt that she was about to stop breathing. As a disciple of Qingzhou Wuliang Sect, although she could not enter the core because of her poor background, she was devout in learning Taoism and worshipped the portraits of the sect's ancestors every day. Isn't the face of the silver-haired man exactly the same as the one in the portrait?
"Come here, arrest the troublemakers. And send His Royal Highness back to the Royal Family Lane safely!" The leader of the black-clothed men finally stepped forward, pointed at Huan Yin and the others, and ordered loudly.
Huan Yin turned to look at Zhang Tao and smiled: "Mr. Zhang, remember not to dirty the streets of Qingzhou when you come this time."
Zhang Tao laughed: "Don't worry, sir, I'll throw them out."
A group of black-clothed monks gathered around and were about to arrest people, but suddenly saw Zhang Tao waved his hand, and a space crack was formed with a "swish" sound!
In the crack, the purple boundary river was surging, and gusts of cold wind blew from the boundary river, which was breathtaking.
This method of tearing the space apart with one hand, who has ever seen it? The black-clothed monks were immediately scared, even the leader was no exception.
However, before they could react, a huge hand suddenly appeared in the sky, and with one wave, it grabbed all the men in black and threw them into the crack without leaving a single one. Then, the crack closed, and all the screams disappeared, as if nothing had happened just now.
With a "dong" sound, Hongxiu suddenly knelt on the ground behind Huanyin and kowtowed to the ground: "Hongxiu, a younger disciple of Qingzhou Wuliangmen, pays homage to the ancestor, may the ancestor live long and peacefully!"
Huanyin turned around, smiled and helped Hongxiu up, saying: "Child, it doesn't matter if you have a bad background. My background was not good back then, and I was often bullied."
Simply saying this, but Hongxiu's eyes immediately turned red, and she looked at Huanyin and said: "Ancestor, are you lying to me?"
Huanyin said: "It's not just me. I remember that when I first entered the Tao, I was desperate. At that time, Lu Ya Zhenren told me that when he first entered the Tao, it seemed that he had no talent, and his background was even more difficult to talk about."
"Dongdongdong..." A series of kneeling sounds suddenly rang around Huanyin. Huanyin turned his head to look, and saw that many disciples of Qingzhou Wuliangmen wearing their own Taoist robes came out from the dark and knelt on the ground devoutly.
These people, as cultivators, were in a mess and looked gloomy. It seemed that they had been hiding in the dark for too long and had worked too hard.
"Knock on the ancestors!" Everyone made such a sound at the same time, and then they bowed to Huan Yin.
These people were all Huan Yin's descendants and younger disciples. He looked at these people and felt a little excited and reluctant. Huan Yin said: "Children, you have suffered. However, I, the Wuliangmen, must be brave at all times and not be afraid. We must dare to fight and die, and the enemy will be defeated by us!"
"Ancestor, I am not afraid of death, please take me with you!" Suddenly, a voice came from the side. Huan Yin looked in the direction of the voice and found that it was still a young boy with stubbornness and unyielding on his face.
"I am not afraid either. I am willing to follow the ancestors and fight with Xuanyinmen!" This time, the speaker was a middle-aged man with three scars on his face, which looked shocking. However, Huan Yin did not feel evil and hideousness from him, only iron bones.
"I'm not afraid either!"
"I'm not afraid either!"
"I'm not afraid either!"
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Countless voices rang out, and they knelt on the ground one by one, their faces flushed, with endless anger in their eyes. Perhaps, they have been suppressed for too long, so now they are willing to follow Huan Yin to fight, to defend their country, to defend their sect!
Huan Yin nodded and said: "Well done, you are all good. It is a great honor for Huan Yin to have such an indomitable descendant like you, and for Wuliang Sect to have such a strong character like you!"
Huan Yin and Zhang Tao set out again, heading towards the imperial city. This time, behind them were not only Wei Wenbo and Hong Xiu, but also countless disciples of Qingzhou Wuliang Sect who had gathered on their own.
All the way, Huan Yin and Zhang Tao didn't even make a move. Because those disciples of Qingzhou Wuliangmen are a powerful force that has been suppressed for a long time. This force has been wanting to explode for a long time, and it just needs an opportunity.
And today, Huan Yin is this opportunity. He shouted from a high place, and a hundred people responded!
When they walked all the way to the city gate, Huan Yin had more than 300 people from Qingzhou Wuliangmen behind him. However, although they were so powerful all the way, when they really arrived at the imperial city, their team still seemed a little inadequate.
Not for anything else, but because this is the imperial city after all. If the imperial city does not have the pressure and momentum that captures people's courage, can it still be called the imperial city?
Therefore, let alone the 300 of them, even if 3,000 soldiers and horses came to this imperial city, they would feel uneasy.
However, this emotion does not exist for Huan Yin and Zhang Tao. Huan Yin turned his head and smiled, saying, "Children, don't be afraid, I'm here."
After that, Huan Yin and Zhang Tao took the lead and walked forward, leading a large group of Wuliangmen disciples through the already opened gate of the imperial city and into the imperial city square.
"Roar!" As soon as they entered the square, Huan Yin and others saw a dark mass in front of them, pressing towards them.
Looking closely, it turned out that it was at least more than a thousand Xuanyinmen disciples holding weapons, pressing forward together. They were so angry and their pressure was strong, like a vast ocean, trying to overturn the small boat formed by Huan Yin and others.
The people of Xuanyinmen had obviously received the news and were prepared. Moreover, Xuanyinmen was indeed not simple. Among these more than a thousand people, there were many strong ones. Although they were not in the eyes of Huan Yin and Zhang Tao, they were still much stronger than the Wuliangmen disciples.
Many Wuliangmen disciples changed their faces and took a few steps back. However, there were also a few who held on and stood firm, like nails nailed to the ground. However, even these people were instantly shocked and broke out in cold sweats, feeling a little dizzy.
The people of Xuanyin Sect continued to press forward, and their momentum became stronger and stronger, until the end, it was already shocking.
Under their pressure, more and more Wuliang Sect members could not bear it. In the end, except for Huan Yin and Zhang Tao, only Wei Wenbo and Hong Xiu were still gritting their teeth and persisting, and did not fall down.
However, when the black-clothed men were less than a hundred feet away from Huan Yin, they stopped on their own. Because at this distance, they finally felt the pressure from Huan Yin and Zhang Tao, which was not deliberately released at all. That kind of pressure made them feel as if they were a mortal standing in front of an ancient giant spirit. If they took another step forward, the giant spirit would probably wake up.
"Master!" Suddenly, just as Huan Yin was looking coldly at the group of black-clothed monks in front of him, a voice came from afar.
There was a sense of oldness and weakness in this voice, but Huan Yin still heard a familiar taste. Surprised, Huan Yin quickly followed the sound and saw a very tall statue in the center of the Imperial City Square.
This statue was obviously another statue of Huan Yin. But at this moment, there were people hanging everywhere on the statue, probably no less than thirty or fifty people. The old man in a yellow robe who was hung the highest was the one who just shouted.
As time passed, the young man who had knelt at his knees in his memory was no longer there, but an old man now. However, no matter how the world changes, no matter how time changes, in Huan Yin's eyes, he is always the only child who bowed in front of him, kowtowed to the bottom, and called "Master".
"Qianlong!" At this moment, Huan Yin's aura finally changed completely. No more warmth, no more gentleness. Huan Yin completely revealed the aura from the Nine Nether Hell, like a bloodthirsty devil possessed, and instantly made the entire Imperial City faintly filled with the smell of blood.