Chapter 372

The true meaning of martial arts in the field became more and more intense, and the suppressed feeling in everyone's hearts became stronger and stronger. They were already struggling, and now they were almost unable to move.

Behind Suzaku, He Miaocong chewed the true meaning of martial arts that was invisible in the air. Wudang Mountain is a major Taoist sect, and naturally there are great and small masters sitting in charge. His vision and knowledge are naturally broader and more profound.

It only took a few breaths to accurately determine that Suzaku must have been working hard at the young master for a long time and used the true meaning of martial arts extremely meticulously. Thinking that Zhao could hire such a master, I couldn't help but secretly sigh: "Master Zhao" next to me is not simple either.

"Master Zhao, where did you invite this senior?"

Zhao smiled and said: "Jinyiwei."

That’s so! He Miao was even more surprised from the bottom of her heart. No wonder when she asked about Jin Yiwei, her master's answer was only "monstrous". Now that I experience it personally, it is indeed true.

The two of them acted as if no one was around, biting their tongues in a low voice. However, Suzaku didn't want to waste any more time. He turned back to Zhao and asked, "What should we do next? Make up your mind."

Unexpectedly, Zhao didn't answer immediately. After thinking for a while, he turned to look at He Miaocong, "Taoist Master, tell me. What should we do next?"

He Miaocong has been practicing Taoism for many years, and it’s not like He Miaocong doesn’t understand the ways of the world. The person with the highest cultivation level in the field was invited by Zhao Jiu. Of course, Zhao Jiu made the decision. How could he have the qualifications to interrupt?

Wanting to understand, he just opened his mouth and before he could speak, he heard Zhao's voice, "It's reasonable and well-founded, then I'll listen to you and shut up!"

ah? He Miao's eyes widened in surprise. Why listen to him? I didn’t say anything!

Without giving him time to react, Zhao immediately turned around and said, "If you listen to the Taoist priest, kill them all! Silence them!"

"You two go and kill yourself. I won't go. These clothes are very expensive and I don't want to be stained with blood." Suzaku hurriedly refused and stepped aside wisely.

"Okay, let's do it!" Zhao patted He Miao on the shoulder, took the lead in drawing his sword and walked towards the people in front of him.

"Alas." He Miao shook his head and sighed. He pulled out his sword with a hint of helplessness and walked forward together.

With the true intention of Suzaku Martial Arts suppressed, even though the two of them were at the end of their strength, they could still easily kill a group of people whose true energy was not flowing smoothly.

"Shua"

"puff"

Under the bright moonlight, there was a constant sound of swords being swung and drawn out, and scarlet was splashing everywhere. More and more people fell to the ground, and soon no one was left standing.

Shaking away the blood on the knife, Zhao calmly put away the knife and walked towards Suzaku while teasing: "Can't you tell, Master He, are you a ruthless person?"

"Haha." He Miaocong smiled bitterly.

"A poor Taoist practitioner can just shut up and meditate."

Zhao patted him on the shoulder and joked: "This mountain is the hometown of Xu Zhenjun, so we can't talk about Buddhist Zen."

Hearing this, He Miaocong smiled ugly. Although he couldn't understand what Zhao Jue meant, he still replied softly: "It doesn't matter, Buddhism and Taoism are one and the same. Xu Zhenjun is generous and will definitely not blame him."

There was a hint of Zhao Jiu in his words, but he didn't respond at all and murmured to himself, "That's good, that's good."

There is a saying that as long as you are thick-skinned, no one can do anything to you. Zhao refused to admit his guilt. What else could He Miaocong do besides shut up?

There is nothing we can do.

After taking two steps, Zhao smiled at Suzaku and asked, "Shall we go?"

"Let's go." Suzaku restrained his true meaning and said.

"What about you?" Zhao tilted his head and looked at He Miaocong and asked quietly.

He Miaocong shook his head, "You two, let's go first. I still have to find my four fellow juniors and junior sisters."

When he heard "four", Zhuque's eyes lit up and he quickly described it and asked, "Are they four of them?"

Realizing that he looked similar to his four junior brothers and sisters, He Miaocong raised his eyebrows with joy and asked quickly: "Senior, have you ever seen where my fellow monks went?"

"Over there." Suzaku pointed into the distance.

Then he raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "We happen to be traveling the same way, why not go together?"

Seeing the meaningful smiles of the two of them, He Miaocong nodded slightly and said with a polite smile, "Thank you."

The three of them walked side by side without saying anything, and silence returned to the mountain.

The moonlight is bright and bright, falling like frost to the ground. After the three of them left for more than half an hour, two figures floated over, a tall and thin man and a masked man in black clothes.

He squatted down stiffly and carefully checked everyone on the ground. The tall and thin man shook his head and said in a hoarse voice: "They are all dead, without exception."

"It's cruel, it's a good thing we didn't show our heads." The masked people were still frightened, and they tutted repeatedly.

He looked around and continued to ask: "Are there any survivors around?"

"Absolutely impossible. Under the perception of the little grandmaster, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky to hide the traces of Yipin." The voice of the tall and thin man was like a pool of stagnant water, cold and without any ripples.

Hearing this, the masked man felt helpless and said with a wry smile: "Since everyone is dead, let's leave. Alas, all our efforts have been wasted."

"Leave? Why are you leaving?"

"Why don't you leave? The living people have turned into corpses and are of no use! Why are we still here? Are we going to dig graves and collect the corpses for these people?" the masked man said disdainfully.

But the tall and thin man still couldn't see the waves, "Sometimes, the dead are more valuable than the living."

The masked man was puzzled, "Then what do you think we should do?"

"Take a few corpses and return to town."

ah? The masked man became more and more confused and turned to stare at the tall and thin man, not understanding what he meant at all.

Without explanation, the tall and thin man took the lead and bent down to pick up the two corpses. "You can take them with you. No need to think about anything else. I'm of great use."

Seeing this, the masked man said nothing more, picked up the two bloody corpses, and followed the tall and thin man silently. With brisk steps, he rushed towards the town.

The appearance of the two was like a small episode, and the forest returned to silence soon after they left.

Time passed, and the moon gradually tilted. Suddenly, several "rustling" sounds were heard in the woods, and a man pushed aside the dense leaves and walked out slowly.

Seeing a bunch of people lying on the ground, his face was calm, just shook his head slightly, smacked his lips and didn't speak.

Just like the tall and thin man before, he squatted down and checked carefully. After standing up, a smile soon appeared on his face.

"There are a few missing. It seems that many people want to make a fuss in Jiangnan."

"Haha, I don't know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing."

He rubbed his fingers, his eyes gradually became gloomy, raised his head to look at the moon in the sky, and muttered to himself: "So many things happened in Jiangnan, why can't I see any action from the Jinyiwei?"

"Lu Wenyu and the old eunuch are sitting still! On the contrary, the old fox who lives in a corner is making small moves one after another, afraid of missing anything."

Thinking of this, he couldn't hide his loss, and sighed softly: "The world is in turmoil, and the people are suffering."

"Meat eaters are despicable!"

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