The Great Destroying Zen Master had entered the Spiritual State.
The news was spread by Department Six and spread throughout the world in less than a day. , and
For those who were looking for the Great Destroyer, whether the news was true or not, they had to go and find out.
For those who had a real grasp on the whereabouts of the Great Destroyer, the release of the news by Department Six was a bit of a stirring up of Sh*t.
“Tsk, Department Six really isn’t messy enough. ”
Qing Yu walked into Ming Yang City, looking at the flow of people coming and going around, and bristled.
Such a situation did not only happen within Ming Yang City, but also appeared everywhere in the Spiritual Prefecture. Although the Tong Shen realm was strong, there was only one person, and there was no way to search the vast Spirit State. Therefore, they needed enough minions to search for the Great Destruction Zen Master for them.
And a minion is actually no different from cannon fodder, especially when facing the Tong Shen realm. The wiser of these minions would pray that they would not really find the Great Destroying Zen Master, for then they would certainly be the first to die.
These clever ones would only be responsible for groping for fish, and would never seriously go looking for them.
As for the stupider ones, how can I put it ——
The only way to live or die is by luck.
“But whether smart or stupid, the people in Ming Yang City are not lucky.”
Because at this time, the Great Destruction Zen Master was in Ming Yang City. According to the results of Qing Yu’s divination with the Ten Directions on the road, the Great Destruction Zen Master was in the middle of this city. It was foreseeable that the people in this city would be facing a life and death crisis next.
Qing Yu shook his head slightly and blended into the crowd, just like a drop of water into the sea, without a trace.
Ming Yang City, Qing Yu had been here many years ago, just after he had left Yang City. At that time he had been forced by Lu Qifeng to join Department Six, and the first place he reported to was the Yun Lai Inn in Ming Yang City.
”This is not far from Yang City either ——”
Qing Yu glanced to the south, his eyes showing a retrospective look.
It was in the middle of Yang City that he had started his journey to the jianghu, all the way to today. It was also in Yangcheng that he had harvested Li Xin, one of his men.
It was a pity that he had not thought comprehensively and allowed Li Xin to defect to Department Six. It was a pity that he had not thought it through and allowed Li Xin to join Department Six, so that when Qing Yu’s threat became greater, Lu Qifeng took action against Li Xin.
As he thought, Qing Yu walked into a familiar inn, the Yun Lai Inn.
The Yunlai Inn, which was open all over the world, was a stronghold of Department Six’s information and had once opened in the divine capital of Northern Zhou. However, after Feng Jiuyu took power, the Yun Lai Inn no longer existed in Northern Zhou.
Led by the inn’s errand boy, Qing Yu walked into an elegant room upstairs.
“See Mirror Master.” X4
Three men and one woman, Xuan Yin Jian Su, Jian Ji, Ji Tang and Blood Bat No.1 bowed in a respectful voice.
“Have a seat.”
Qing Yu told the four to sit down, but he himself marched over to the window and looked down at the crowds coming and going.
“Jian Ji, further south is the home you once lived in for over twenty years, do you want to go and see it?” Qing Yu suddenly said.
Sword Girl replied respectfully, “Although Sword Girl has memories of the past, she has no feelings. It is not Jianji’s home there.”
“No feelings? ——” Qing Yu laughed to himself, “But I am a bit pretentious. Yangcheng, and North Cang Mountain, although it is an important turning point in my life, but really to say that there is not much affection, I’m afraid.”
He gathered up the somewhat long-lost sorrow in his heart and became the indifferent and sensible Qingyu once again.
“The Great Destroying Zen Master is in the middle of this city, Ji Tang, you go and guide those cannon fodder who are running errands for people to get in touch with the Great Destroying Zen Master. Jian Su, Jian Ji, you two wait for an opportunity to strike. And Bloodbat One, you go and contact the people from the Shadow Tower and the Changing Sky and ask them what their plans are.” Qing Yu instructed.
“Yes, Mirror Master.” The four of them said in unison.
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It was night when it suddenly rained in the sky. The rain rapidly increased and evolved into a downpour.
In the Yun Lai Inn, two more waves of occupants came.
In one of the waves, there were four monks, two middle-aged monks and a young monk.
The other party, however, was a bit more interesting. An old man, a middle-aged man, and a young man, three age groups came in together. The three with different faces and different ages had an extremely similar aura.
The aura of a swordsman.
“Amitabha Buddha, I didn’t expect that Master Yuan would also come to this Spiritual State,” the young monk bowed with smiling hands, “These two should be the seniors of the Buried Sword Peak, I am saluted by the young monk.”
“Little monk, to have two Tong Shen realms escorting you, your identity should not be simple, right?” That middle-aged swordsman glanced at Shi Jue and said.
“Amitabha Buddha, Master and Nephew Shi Jue, these two high achievers from the Buried Sword Peak are ‘Sword Moving Southern Heaven’ Elder Shen Cangwu Shen, and ‘Heavenly Cloud Seven Transformations’ Master Nan Linfeng Nan, both of these two were in the Sword God Lake Sword Discourse Hall back then famous swordsmen, with an outstanding reputation.” Xinzhou introduced.
“Greetings, Elder Shen and Elder Nan,” said Shi Jue, “Recently, the rivers and lakes have been turbulent and treacherous. My master is afraid that something bad will happen to me, so he asked the two senior uncles to go with me.”
“Heh, you monks of the Great Zen Temple are still so hypocritical, isn’t it just for the sake of the great destruction of that monk? By virtue of more sets of words.”
Nan Linfeng snorted and said to the grey-clothed old man, “Elder Shen, don’t you think so?”
Shen Cangwu did not reply, but only looked at the three monks opposite, his white eyebrows were like swords, and his gaze under them also looked at Xinzhu and Xinzhou like swords, saying, “When will the Buddha Abyss Sword of Wisdom, which the Great Zen Temple took from my Sword God Lake in the past, be returned to its original owner?”
The Buddha Abyss Sword, ranked sixth on the list of famous swords, was the most famous sword displayed in the Sword Discourse Hall back then, but when the Sword God Lake disappeared, this Buddha Sword was accidentally lost, and when it reappeared, it had already become the sword of Xindu, the head of the Great Zen Temple’s Daoist Academy.
The Buried Sword Peak had always believed that the Great Zen Temple had secretly stolen the sword, and naturally the Great Zen Temple could not just admit it, and both sides had been pulling each other’s leg for decades, with no result so far.
“Amitabha Buddha,” said Xinzhou, “the Buddha Abyss Sword fell into the hands of Brother Xindu as a result of fate, there is no way to say that it was taken away. How can Elder Shen, who is no longer a member of the Sword God Lake, demand the Buddha Abyss Sword from our temple on behalf of the Sword God Lake?”
“The monks of the Great Zen Temple are still only talking,” Shen Cangwu closed his eyes slightly, his sword aura contained within, “In the end, justice must still be done by the sword.”
At the side, Nan Linfeng was also using his sword qi silently, and both of them were ready to fight with their sword intent.
On the other side, Xinzhu and Xinzhou were also stirring up their Buddhist light, their Sanskrit chants resounding, their clear and holy aura spilling out.
The two sides confronted each other with an aura that caused the inn to tremble slightly, and the guests upstairs and downstairs were all alarmed, as if they had sensed the arrival of a natural disaster.
