The feudal lords have fought each other year after year, causing numerous deaths and injuries to the people.
?The Taizu of the Wu Dynasty took advantage of the momentum to rise up, wiped out the imperial court, suppressed Yunei, and dominated the mountains and rivers.
There is no doubt that regardless of power or personal force, he stands at the pinnacle of the world.
But in that era, there were always a few people who were not obscured by the light of the Taizu of the Wu Dynasty.
Patriarch Honglian is one of them.
? It is said that Patriarch Honglian was originally a beggar in the troubled times, who experienced thousands of sufferings and tortures in the world, and then somehow got the chance to set foot in martial arts.
At the beginning, his talent was not obvious, and he didn't enter the top three ranks until he was sixty years old. Afterwards, he was out of control. In just a few years, he changed his blood and achieved great success, achieving the indestructible body of King Kong.
Since then, the name of Red Lotus has resounded throughout the world.
? Patriarch Honglian once discussed the Tao with Taizu of Wu Dynasty, but he lost a move. However, some people think that Taizu of Wu Dynasty was already the ruler of the world at that time. Patriarch Honglian had many scruples, even if he could win, he had to lose.
Of course, from a longer-term perspective, the Wu Dynasty collapsed in 30 years, but the Honglian Temple founded by the founder of Honglian has been passed down for 600 years, and the incense is at its peak.
At the end of the hot summer and the beginning of Liaokang, the Red Lotus Temple has become a holy place revered by everyone in the martial arts world.
Why did Liaokang insist on destroying Honglian Temple?
There are three reasons.
One is that Honglian Temple is too close to the capital, so close that the emperor took a nap, and he seemed to be able to hear the monks singing scriptures in Honglian Temple.
How can you allow others to sleep soundly on the side of the couch?
Second, the prestige of Honglian Temple is too high, but there are still a large number of good fighters fighting against the imperial court in the temple. If you really have to think about it, you can raise your arms and make the imperial city bloody in an instant.
The third is pure greed.
Six hundred years of treasures!
Whether it's all kinds of martial arts classics, strange magic and tricks, or massive gold and silver treasures, who can't covet them?
With these many factors, the imperial court did not hesitate to mobilize the army to besiege the temple, and recruited many masters to help out, and still paid a huge loss before destroying the Honglian Temple.
The treasures in the temple were of course raided by the imperial court.
However, there are not a few people who are lucky. In the first few years, people from the rivers and lakes came to this ruins to pick up the leaks!
It is not clear if there is any gain, anyway, in the past ten or twenty years, the number of people who came here specially has become less and less.
Today is really a coincidence, the two swordsmen chose this place to duel, and attracted a crowd of spectators.
The scene of Pei Yuan's 'Baoguang' blooming immediately made many people red-eyed.
Especially Ye Guishan and the two Yanximen rushed forward with their swords folded.
"Hand over the things!"
Ye Guishan's face was indifferent, his long sword "chichi" cut through the air, and slashed at Pei Yuan's wrist.
Yan Ximen snorted coldly, the sword light sprang out like a poisonous snake, and the hair came first, swinging Ye Guishan's long sword in the diagonal stab, and slashed at Pei Yuan's arm, but it was intended to hold Pei Yuan with the 'treasure' The whole hand was chopped off.
"Brother Ye, Brother Yan, whoever sees the treasure has a share, you can't keep it to yourself!"
A black-clothed figure rushed out of the crowd like a big bird, soared into the sky, and swooped down with a gust of wind. The person was still in the air, his right hand was already spread, and he volleyed towards Pei Yuan to grab it.
?The swiftness of his movement and the fierceness of his strength are half as good as those of Zhuye Guishan and Yan Ximen.
Regarding the offensive of the three, Pei Yuan didn't even look at it. He held the 'bullet' between his fingers. This thing was only the size of a marble and glowed with a layer of white light.
"What is this? Relic?"
Pei Yuan muttered.
The most important thing is that he felt the movement of the heart lamp, which represented the spirituality of the bullet.
Without any hesitation, Pei Yuan let go of his thoughts, and the inner light of Niwan Palace trembled, and a faint spirituality was absorbed from the 'danwan'.
"That's all?"
Once the spirituality is lost, the white light on the 'bullet' immediately dissipates, and it becomes indistinguishable from ordinary pebbles.
Sword energy and body.
The sword edge of Yanximen has reached Pei Yuan's arm at this moment, almost piercing his clothes, Pei Yuan sighed softly: "If you want it so much, then give it to you!"
He moved slightly with the two fingers holding the projectile.
Huh!
The bullet disappeared suddenly, and the white light flickered in mid-air, only the sound of "Dang" was heard.
The long sword in the palm of Yanximen seemed to have hit a meteor, and suddenly shattered from the edge of the sword, turning into countless fine iron fragments and scattered.
Yan Ximen's pupils shrank, and then he saw a white light piercing through the air amidst the scattered debris, hitting his forehead.
It was too late for any reaction, Yan Ximen only felt a chill in his brows, and then the eyes were dark, and a flower of blood bloomed between his brows.
Before the fine iron fragments scattered in the sky fell to the ground, they rushed towards Ye Guishan like wind blowing flowers.
Ye Guishan's expression changed, and the long sword in his hand turned sharply, turning into sword flowers, but he saw sparks splashing in the air, and dozens of hundreds of fragments were swung away by his sword.
Ye Guishan heaved a sigh of relief, with a sneer on his face.
At this moment, Yan Ximen hadn't fallen to the ground, and he hadn't seen the scene of the former's brow being pierced. He only thought that in the confrontation with Yan Ximen just now, the opponent's long sword couldn't stand it, and it just shattered at this moment.
Immediately, Ye Guishan's chest was in severe pain. He looked down, but saw blood holes were broken in his torso, some of which completely pierced his body, and many fragments were deeply inserted into the flesh and blood.
The smile on Ye Guishan's face froze, his mind fainted for a while, his throat rolled, and a big mouthful of blood gushed out.
"I was scared to death. Seeing your confident face, I thought it was useless!"
Pei Yuan wiped off the sweat that didn't exist, and looked up into the sky.
The face of the man in black who swooped down like an eagle preying on it changed wildly, as if he had seen a ghost, his body trembled violently, his breath suddenly became violent, and he fell directly from the midair, hitting Pei Yuan's feet with a "plop".
The man in black turned over, but instead of running away, he knelt down on the ground, "slapped" twice, and first gave himself two hard slaps on the face, one left and one right.
"The villain has eyes but doesn't know Mount Tai, and offended the young man! I hope the young man will give the villain a chance to make up for his mistakes, and the villain is willing to do what a dog can do!"
The man in black was begging for mercy, and his attitude was impeccable, kowtowing "Boom Boom Boom".
Pei Yuanzu trembled on the ground.
After a while, the rest of the people in front of the ruins had left in a panic, except Pei Yuan and the man in black.
Pei Yuan also knew the identity of the man in black, and it was Luo Wanjie, the head of the Great Eagle Claw Sect.
This visit to Beijing is also for the imperial court's newly established Zhenwu Hall.
Apart from himself, Luo Wanjie sent his disciples to act as outposts a month ago, and arranged everything in the capital first.
"Since this is the case, then I will give you a chance."
Pei Yuan said lightly.
"Yes! Yes! The villain must do his best to serve the young master!" Luo Wanjie responded repeatedly, and he was really frightened.
Ye Guishan, no matter who Yan Ximen was, he was brother to him, but the man in front of him just moved his fingers, killing them as easily as crushing an ant!
This level of cultivation is probably very rare among masters of marrow washing.
Luo Wanjie couldn't help guessing his identity. </div>