Chapter 354： 354 Under the Illusion

Chapter 354 Under the illusion of 354

"Old Yue."

Suddenly, a figure wearing a black cloak and a pure black mask appeared on the trail five meters away like a flash.

The trail happened to be in the direction of Yue Dewen's return to Dadu, and he was stopped by this person.

"You should know why we have come." Even if the visitor was wearing a cloak, it could not conceal the awe-inspiring rhyme in his accent.

In religion, Taoists and monks will have an inexplicable unique temperament after a long time.

Such temperament, as long as one speaks and moves, it will be exposed.

It's just that the person doesn't seem to care if he's exposed.

"Besides your Shinichi Zhenyunzi, who else has such a unique voice? Besides, you are the only one? Why? Look down on me, Lao Yue, and think that when I am old, I should be like the big fat pig in the pigsty, etc. To cut meat?" Yue Dewen buttoned his booger nonchalantly, and it bounced off.

"Anyone else, come out together."

There are three auras that he can sense, but with just these three people, if he wants to completely surround and kill him, he will have to pay a huge price.

Even if he is old, this group of defeated generals cannot bully him.

"Hehe, you have a temper." Zhenyunzi under the cloak clapped his hands lightly. "In today's world, there are not many people who I can admire, but your old Yue is definitely one. It's a pity."

"It's a pity that he is going to die now." Another tall and burly man in a black cloak galloped gently from the grass in the distance, and his agility was far superior to that of the master.

The distance of 100 meters is only an instant, such an exaggerated body speed, but it is strange that there is no airflow at all.

"Thousand Religion League?" Yue Dewen frowned, "Your body skills are still so stupid. If you remove the sound but not the smell, it's simply taking off your pants and farting. It's unnecessary."

"You will be able to speak hard now. Old man Yue, the grace of siege before is just repaid today." The visitor said coldly.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense with him? Can't you just do it?"

By the small lake opposite behind him, two tall and burly figures also appeared at this time.

These two people are one tall and the other short. Just by getting close, they can smell a strong scent of sandalwood and women's incense along the wind.

"Who am I? It turns out to be the two bald donkeys of Xizong. Why? Master Yuan is willing to let you out to bark?" Yue Dewen didn't lose his mouth, but his heart sank.

He could handle three, but now... four!

There are not many eminent monks in the Yuan Dynasty of Xizong, there are only a few in total.

Although everyone doesn't think highly of Xizong Zhenfo Temple on weekdays, it is undeniable that their heterogeneous recruitment strategy is indeed very powerful in terms of strength.

In addition to being easily backlashed, Xizong's rapid rise is closely related to this strategy.

"I can share with one person." The silent old man in Xuehong Pavilion slowly appeared from beside Yue Dewen and said in a low voice.

"Thank you. Go back and buy you a drink!" Yue Dewen felt a little relieved. If there were only three people, he was still somewhat sure.

"Yes." The old man nodded slightly.

"Then." Yue Dewen turned around and looked at the enemies in the other three directions.

"Are you ready to end my era?"

He lifted off his Taoist robe, revealing his strong upper body.

Since you want to besiege and kill him, an old man, you must be prepared to be counter-killed.

"Your era has never begun, how can it end?" Zhen Yunzi smiled slightly.

He approached step by step.

"Do you think that when you fought against me back then, no one recognized you? Or, do you think how did your confidante die in the first place?"

He holds out his finger.

"Let me count, one, two, three, four, five, six. Those caught and those not caught, there are probably more than fifty."

Yue Dewen's complexion suddenly changed.

If there is anything in this world that is his weakness, then those women he once loved are definitely one of them.

"Unexpectedly, you did it!?"

"No, there are two left. It depends on whether you are willing to save people." Zhenyunzi clapped his hands lightly.

Not far behind, two thin women with gray hair were slowly escorted over.

After two plops, both of them were thrown to the ground, unconscious.

After Zhenyunzi left him behind, he also took the initiative to back away, as if he didn't care about their reunion.

Yue Dewen approached slowly, squatted down, and carefully looked at the two old faces that he vaguely remembered.

"I"

Boom!

The two women shot at the same time and grabbed his chest.

At the same time, Yue Dewen also stretched out his hand suddenly, grabbing the claws of the two women who were grabbing at him. Throwing the person back, blocking the two figures of Xizong rushing from behind.

"Want to kill me!? Take your life in exchange!"

Yue Dewen's whole body swelled rapidly, his skin turned black, and countless dark red blood vessels crawled all over his body like earthworms.

The original old face and figure turned into more than twice the original size in a blink of an eye.

With a ferocious figure of more than three meters tall, he waved his hand and smashed at the besiegers who were rushing from several directions.

Boom!

In an instant, all sounds stopped.

Yue Dewen stood there blankly. A **** hole the size of a human head had already been pierced in the chest from the back.

Behind him, the old man in Xuehong Pavilion, who was responsible for protecting his safety, was silently withdrawing the giant sword in his hand.

Shua!

At this moment, the four figures around him cut through him like scissors at the same time.

Under the sun, Yue Dewen's entire body was suddenly torn into several pieces, scattered to the ground.

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The night is hazy and foggy.

Ze Province, Yuping Road.

On a hilly black slope.

The special dwarf pine trees less than five meters constitute the unique scenery of the whole mountain.

And in the depths of this pine tree slope, Songshan Town, a small town with little traffic.

Teams of big spirit officers wearing black armor have already surrounded the town.

Most of the houses in the town were set on fire, and the flames soared into the sky, reflecting blood red all around.

Zhang Rongfang walked slowly into the town with Shangguan Feihe and the other three.

The surrounding houses are burning. In the unburned buildings in the distance, there are also officers and soldiers wearing iron masks that cover their faces, dragging out living people and cutting their throats directly.

There is no anger, no mercy, the whole town is like a slaughterhouse, and the soldiers are carrying out the procedure of dragging the livestock out and slaughtering them one by one.

Chick!

Suddenly, a crossbow arrow flew out from the darkness and hit the outside of Shangguan Feihe's arm.

Suddenly, the crossbow bolt hit the armor, made a crisp sound, and fell to the ground.

Shangguan Feihe didn't even look at the other party, a figure rushed out behind him, and entered the dark place, and a scream came out after a while.

"There are a total of 110,000 people in Songshan Town, are all of them rebels?" Zhang Rongfang couldn't help asking.

"Yes, all of them." Ning Hongli said calmly. "Our people have strangled the leader of the rebel army several times here, but they were killed several times. It was only after investigation that we found out that the entire town here is covering for the rebel army."

She looked at Zhang Rongfang softly.

"Don't feel pity. If someone has pity on them, who will pity those who were killed by them?"

Zhang Rongfang nodded, his eyes paused at the door of a small building.

Two black armor soldiers were chopping down the weak woman who was trying to escape.

The two teenagers wanted to save someone, but they were also mercilessly killed.

They don't look like rebels, but at this time, on this occasion, it doesn't matter whether they are or not.

Not long after, all the masters in the entire town were cleaned up.

Shangguan Feihe left half of the hundred people, and the rest continued to follow them and rushed towards the next target.

The next morning, they came to the second county again in the afternoon.

Then the third, the fourth

Shangguan Feihe basically didn't talk to him, just kept moving forward in silence.

Anyone who dared to block his pace was crushed to death by him and thrown aside.

Even Zhang Rongfang and the other two masters could only see his occasional bursts of terrifying speed power.

There is no move, just a simple shot, stop. All temptations will be resolved. It is the terrifying explosive power that even Zhang Rongfang can't see clearly.

Zhang Rongfang had no objection to the settlement of the township, after all he knew he was not clear about the situation.

This massacre lasted for five days.

On the sixth day, there were only about 20 people left in the team, and the rest were left to supervise the different towns they visited.

At the same time, Shangguan Feihe gave everyone a vacation to rest and adjust their status.

They were in a county called Mianqiu, waiting for the announcement.

Standing under the eaves of the inn, Zhang Rongfang looked at the streets with people coming and going.

Involuntarily recalling the successive massacres in the past few days.

Shangguan Feihe and the other masters seemed to be accustomed to this, obviously, this was not the first time they had done this.

The blood flowed into a river before, and the bustling neighborhood under the autumn sun in front of me.

Bloody cruelty and harmony and tranquility form a stark contrast.

Zhang Rongfang sighed softly, he can accept killing, and he can accept killing many people if necessary.

But killing at random is never acceptable.

In most of the towns before, in his opinion, there was no need to do anything.

Thinking of this, he sighed in his heart.

Start to walk slowly along the sidewalk, leave the inn, listen to the voices of people around you, and follow the flow of people all the way forward.

'Aristocratic and powerful families, and the civilian rebel army, two completely different camps, two opposing camps. At this moment, I am actually on the side of the family. '

He, a commoner of barbaric Confucian background, would actually come to such a weird situation today.

With such a strange feeling, Zhang Rongfang kept walking in the streets and alleys.

"Are you feeling a little sorry?" Ning Hongli's voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"No. It's just that I don't understand." Zhang Rongfang shook his head. "An act like massacre that only brings hatred is meaningless to use it recklessly."

"How can it be meaningless?" Ning Hongli smiled. She changed into a pink tunic dress at this time, and she looked like a beautiful girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, glamorous and charming.

"The common people and the untouchables all think that as long as they overthrow the masters and troops in the yamen and the governor, they can become powerful."

"But when they wielded pitchforks and axes, they smashed down the yamen and governors. When they worked so hard to surround and kill a nobleman and official who was a spirit person, they suddenly found that the person they besieged climbed up from the ground again. Rise up and go on slaughtering them."

"And, no matter how many times they kill each other, the other party will always get up and kill the attacker."

"At that time, they will be desperate. They will become more obedient, and they will disperse and join the major sects."

Ning Hongli said lightly.

"And that's what we're going to do. When the uprising and the chaos, it's not going to work out anyway, then it's impossible for them to go on, to go on the uprising.

Because they understand that there is no hope. "

Zhang Rongfang was silent, thinking about the meaning of these words.

"You have to remember, as the superior, we must cut off the connection between the lower level and us as much as possible, so that the roof they see is short enough."

Ning Hongli continued talking.

"In this way, no matter how you squeeze them, when they decide to resist, what they see and touch when they jump up is just an illusion set by us."

"When the illusion is uncovered, there is us who they don't know how to defeat anyway. Everything will change from hope to despair. Then, everything will be more stable, and our foundation will be stronger."

Ning Hongli seems to be teaching something.

"As a Taoist, you should understand and must understand. This is the unspoken rule commonly used by all sects today."

(end of this chapter)