A life of meritorious deeds starting from Thunderbolt

Although the public pavilion is a pavilion, in addition to the symbolic pavilion, a large-scale market has already been formed around it. Colorful signboards and bulletin boards stand in an orderly manner around the public pavilion.

"The Kuai Jian Sect is newly built, and we sincerely invite heroes from all walks of life in the martial arts to join us and create a great cause together..."

"What? You can even put a notice recruiting soldiers and horses on a public booth?" Ah Lian looked at the notice on the bulletin board in silence.

"Hey, give way! Give way! There's new news coming!" A middle-aged man held a piece of paper full of words, squeezed Ah Lian away, and posted the paper on the bulletin board.

Ah Lian took a closer look and saw the new announcement saying, "At 3:00 on June 15th, Kuai Jian Sect was destroyed, and the murderer is unknown!"

"This change happened so suddenly." Ah Lian shook his head and sighed.

While sighing, Ah Lian was also surprised by the speed at which the public booth information was collected and updated. Today is June 15th, and the specific time is a quarter past noon. It was less than four hours before the Kuai Swordsmen were destroyed.

On the other side, Jun Moxie was also searching for the information he wanted, but the results were disappointing.

There is no news about the Holy Master, the Old Buddha, the Taoist Master, or the inheritance of the three religions. Perhaps it is because there is no breaking news about the three religions.

Except for the three sects, Jun Moye doesn't know anyone who is active in the martial arts today.

Jun Moxie has no memory of Black and White Langjun, Shi Yanwen, Black Cross Society and the like.

An inn where Jun Moxie and Ah Lian stayed.

"Although the information in the Public Pavilion is updated quickly and covers a wide range of content, it is almost news from the general public. It is not so much a concentration of information about the Central Plains martial arts, but rather a platform for the Central Plains martial arts people to speak out. Any valuable secrets are here

It can't be found." After observing the public pavilion for a day, Jun Moxie came to his own conclusion.

"What the young master said is true. Most of the bulletin boards on the street are notices from various martial arts sects seeking various interests. They are not of much value. However, Ah Lian also gained a little from the change of news in the public booth." Ah Lian.

said out loud.

"Oh? Tell me." Jun Moxie looked at Ah Lian with interest.

"Ah Lian discovered that there are many martial arts sects in the Central Plains, and the forces of all parties are intertwined. Fighting and annexing each other is the norm," Ah Lian concluded. "I saw a sect that was only a month old on the bulletin board. In the blink of an eye, it was

When people are wiped out, the speed of power replacement is astonishing, and similar situations can happen dozens or hundreds of times a day. The sect is either wiped out, or is on the way to being wiped out..."

"The chaos in the martial arts world in the Central Plains is obvious, but the situation in the Central Plains is a good opportunity for us!" Ah Lian's eyes were bright.

"You want to say that you can bring order to the Central Plains by taking over the Central Plains?" Jun Moxie flipped his hand, vividly expressing an action of bringing order to the chaos.

"Well! Although he has just arrived in the Central Plains, Ah Lian also knows that the three religions are deeply rooted. Without the help of a force, it will be difficult to overthrow them." Ah Lian said solemnly.

"Ah Lian," Jun Moxie stood up and walked to the window, "As you said, the Central Plains is already in chaos, so why do we still have to plunge in? As the saying goes, bystanders know better, isn't it better to just watch from the sidelines?"

"Besides, there is no need for much power to deal with the three religions. I can do it by myself." After spending eight hundred years to practice Jiyuan, connect with the power of heaven and earth, and reach the pinnacle of the human world, Jun Moxie had a feeling of being invincible in the world.

"But there are many people from the three religions. What if they launch a siege shamelessly?" Ah Lian hesitated. It's not that she couldn't trust Jun Moxie, but she just thought that the people of the three religions were shameless and claimed to be righteous, so they would probably entangle a lot of people.

Come and beat them.

"Well, what you said makes sense." When Jun Moxie heard this, he immediately remembered some martial arts dramas he had watched before. When the protagonist is not strong enough, a big villain will always be beaten by the protagonist and a large group of people.

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"In this case, why don't you think differently? Have you ever heard of the story about the embankment of a thousand miles collapsing in an ant nest?" Jun Moxie thought for a moment and immediately paid attention.

"Ah Lian understands what the young master means, but I don't know how to make a plan?" Ah Lian understood what Jun Moxie said. No matter how strong the fortress is, it can be broken from the inside. The three religions will definitely not be of the same mind.

"It's just that we have a general direction, and we still need to consider the specific details." Jun Moxie looked confident.

"Then Ah Lian will wait for the young master's instructions." Ah Lian smiled politely. Although she knew that Jun Moxie probably had no thoughts of taking action at the moment, she was not in a hurry. Ah Lian knew that Jun Moxie would definitely ask

The three religions will recover all blood debts.

"If you want to defeat the Three Religions from within, you have to sneak into the Three Religions, or install internal agents..." Jun Moxie began to think, "If ninjutsu can still be used, it should be no problem to use the transformation technique to pretend to be a member of the Three Religions.

Yes, but it’s a pity.”

"However, the suffering is so great that there are countless martial arts techniques. There must be martial arts similar to the transformation technique, but where can I find them?" Jun Moxie was a little at a loss.

"Perhaps we should find someone from the Third Religion to control him?"

In the end, Jun Moxie decided to take a long-term approach.

After staying in the public pavilion for a few days, Jun Moxie decided to leave here and take a good look at the world.

Along the way, Jun Moxie and Ah Lian witnessed with their own eyes the "pleasant grudges" of Zhongyuan in a difficult situation.

In a world where people kill people, the only thing that can restrain the martial arts people with powerful force is one's morality and conscience.

Does justice really matter sometimes?

On this day, after going round and round, Jun Moxie and Ah Lian came to Yundu Mountain.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, Jun Moxie vaguely noticed a powerful aura on the mountain.

"Yundu Mountain, a dojo with a page of economic knowledge for a hundred generations." Jun Moxie was looking forward to this trip.

The One-page Book of Economics of Hundreds of Worlds joins forces with the Demon Sword Wind Trace to fight against the God of Destruction and Creation, Emperor Qi Tian!

That battle was quite exciting.

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On Yundu Mountain, a book in the middle of meditation opened his eyes and said: "Disciple, go and greet the distinguished guests."

"Yes." The spiritual Buddha sitting below did not doubt that he was there, got up and walked down the mountain.

"Master, there is a monk in front of me." Halfway through, Ah Lian whispered in Jun Moxie's ear.

"Amitabha, the poor monk Ling Xin Yi Buddha is here to welcome the distinguished guests, please!" Ling Xin Yi Buddha, who looked like an accomplished monk from the sect, led Jun Moxie up the mountain.

"Thank you, Master." Jun Moxie nodded in response, but he didn't know why in his heart, "Is there a monk apprentice in One Page Book?"

Just a moment later, on Yundu Mountain, Jun Moxie saw a one-page book called Baishi Jinglun.

"It is disrespectful to welcome an honored guest from afar." Holding a fly whisk in his hand, he looked upright and solemn, with a half-smiling face. For the first time, a page of book gave Jun Moxie his senses, as if he had seen a Buddha.

"I don't want to be an honored guest. I, Jun Moxie, am passing by the precious land. I hope the holy monk won't blame me and the two for disturbing me." Jun Moxie responded in a neither humble nor arrogant manner.