Infinite Script Killing

The carriage drove slowly along the streets of Luoyang City. It was getting slightly late, but the streets were still very lively.

Along the street, you can see every household hanging bright lanterns in front of their homes.

Tomorrow night is the Xuantan Dharma Assembly. Not only envoys from various countries, but also masters from temples in many foreign countries are also arriving one after another.

In the past two days, Luoyang has canceled the curfew again, and the saint has granted amnesty to the world, pardoning taxes in most places.

As soon as the Dharma Conference begins, the whole country celebrates together, and the scene of a prosperous era is enough to be recorded in the history books.

For such an important event, Xu Tong smelled something bad.

He lifted the car window with his fingers, and there were many people walking on the street, but when he glanced around, there were many people with special skills around him.

For example, the old man selling noodles in front of me had bulging temples on his forehead. Although he was not a master, he was still a master of martial arts. At least he was a first-class master in the world.

There was also a middle-aged man selling candied haws, holding a stick in his hand, which looked just like an ordinary bamboo stick, but Xu Tong could tell at a glance that the stick weighed at least dozens of kilograms, and he could easily hold it in his hand. It is not easy to imagine that its strength is not easy.

"It seems like the bad guy is really angry this time."

Xu Tong murmured that the death of the bad handsome Cao Huasheng greatly stimulated the bad people in Luoyang City.

The Xuantan Dharma Assembly was getting closer and closer, but Lu Zhi seemed to have disappeared halfway. No matter how hard he searched, no one could find the whereabouts of Lu Zhi and other Moduo followers.

Not only that, the city of Luoyang has been eerily safe these days, and there are no traces of petty thieves on the streets.

This inevitably made Xu Tong feel a sense of oppression in the coming storm.

It's a pity that he hasn't officially completed the certification team task yet, otherwise he could use the team channel to contact Gao Zhuo and Gu Xibai.

At this juncture, Zhang Haisheng was taken away by the people from Longhu Mountain. Without this good teammate who sacrificed his life for righteousness, Xu Tong had to make plans early.

Xu Tong was thinking about the variables he might have to deal with in the future.

His brows couldn't help but start to knit together.

"Dong dong dong..."

Suddenly, bursts of drumming came, interrupting Xu Tong's thoughts. He looked up, with golden light flashing in his eyes. Through the carriage, he could see the ever-changing flags on the watchtower a hundred meters away.

"It's Lu Zhi!!"

Looking at the changing flags, Xu Tong's heart tightened. Someone had discovered the traces of Lu Zhi and other members of the Modo Cult. Could it be that Lu Zhi had been discovered? ?

At this time, there was a sudden commotion on the street. The masters that Xu Tong had just observed dropped their livelihoods, drew their swords, and rushed towards the direction of the sound.

"Your Majesty!!"

Although Guo Yi didn't know what happened, when he saw this situation, he knew that something serious seemed to have happened. He immediately opened the car curtain and looked at Xu Tong.

"Go and see!"

"good!"

Just when Guo Yi was about to turn the car around, Xu Tong's heart suddenly tightened, a bad feeling swept through his body, and he immediately shouted: "Wait!!"

Guo Yi didn't know why, so he could only stop and look at the prince in the car with confusion.

I saw Xu Tong sitting in the car with a gloomy expression. He took out three copper coins from his arms and threw them away. He looked at the divination and then threw them three times in a row. Xu Tong's face gradually became ugly.

Go up and down, escape from the Tianshan Mountains, it's a big disaster!

Seeing the hexagram, Xu Tong immediately said to Guo Yi: "Go home!!"

"good!!"

Guo Yi didn't know the art of Yi either, but seeing the prince's serious expression, he urged the horse to go straight to the imperial post quickly.

"Dong dong dong..."

The sound of drums on the watchtower along the way continued.

Xu Tong was always paying attention to the changes in the flags above. Watching the flags constantly sending signals for support, Xu Tong felt more and more uncomfortable for some reason. He always felt that there seemed to be a sense of oppression.

"Rumble, rumble..."

Looking up at the sky, thick haze enveloped Luoyang City, and bursts of thunder could be heard from time to time.

At this moment, everyone in Huntian Prison walked to the observatory and looked at the haze in the sky. Their expressions changed greatly.

"Senior brother, this celestial phenomenon is wrong!"

Nie Haitang looked at the haze in the night sky, a solemn look in his almond-shaped eyes.

Zhao Peng looked at the celestial phenomena, his expression hard to avoid.

Huntianjian is in charge of the world and the calendar.

The time for the Xuantan Dharma Assembly was set by my master, Gu Pei Yuan, to the saint early in the morning. He once said that the day would be smooth and prosperous.

But the weather in front of us seemed to be about to rain, which was not a good sign.

Once the Xuantan Dharma Assembly is delayed, the saint will blame him, but no matter whether his master Gu Peiyuan has been buried in peace or not, everyone in Huntian Prison will suffer the consequences.

As the supervisor of Huntian, he was the first to bear the brunt.

"Master has been observing the astronomical phenomena for decades and has never made any mistakes. Someone must be messing with the secrets of heaven and causing trouble!"

Zhao Peng was very clear about his master Gu Peiyuan's methods.

The best master in the world, Master Yi Xue, could not have miscalculated such an important date. He just counted with his fingers and realized that something was wrong with the celestial phenomenon.

"Jian Zheng, Jian Zheng!!"

At this time, someone hurriedly came over: "Jianzheng, something happened, it's Lu Zhi. Lu Zhi set up a Dharma altar in the western suburbs outside the city to fight with the people of the world!"

"What? Is Lu Zhi crazy??"

Zhao Peng was shocked when he heard this.

"This Lu Zhi must have lost his mind and gone crazy. Does he really think that the imperial army...

The army..."

When Zhao Peng thought of this, it was as if the lion had been taken away from him, and he could no longer speak.

Enlightenment is a heavenly being.

He remembered that his master once said that all the best in the world are bound by the imperial court, but the bondage itself does not lie in the imperial court's intimidation of these extremely skilled masters, but in their own interests.

Just like the old Celestial Master at Longhu Mountain, his own master said that no one knew what the strength of this old Celestial Master was.

If he really takes action, I am afraid that even the best in the world may not be his opponent.

But fortunately, the Master is not an individual. He is the master of Longhu Mountain, and his words and deeds are related to the destiny of Longhu Mountain for thousands of years in the future.

The same is true for Taoist Tian Tong of Chongxuan Pavilion, Great Monk Yuan Xiang, including the Master, and the Commander-in-Chief of Shenwuwei who sits beside the saint.

Only Lu Zhi, except for a few places in the world that he could not go to, there was no place in the world that could trap him.

Thousands of troops from the imperial court came to attack him, but he couldn't beat him. If he fled far away, no one could stop him. He couldn't have tens of thousands of troops rushing back and forth behind one person.

This will not last long, and the court will be unable to bear it.

It's like using anti-aircraft guns to kill mosquitoes. Before the mosquitoes are killed, your own home is blown up first.

After calming down, Zhao Peng began to think about what he should do next.

Strictly speaking, this matter has nothing to do with him. Lu Zhi is competing with Buddhism for luck.

As the Huntian Prisoner, it would be best for him to stay out of the matter and watch the Buddhist sects fight, but is this really the case? ?

No! If Buddhism loses the battle, the Xuantan Dharma Assembly will be postponed, which will bring shame on the saints and the court.

There is no way the saint would admit that Lu Zhi did this, and he would definitely want to find a scapegoat.

Zhao Peng's heart trembled at the thought. There was no doubt that Huntian Prison was a ready-made scapegoat. He did not have the skills of his master to make the saint fearful.

"Quick, rush over immediately and stop Lu Zhi no matter what!"

Zhao Peng gritted his teeth and made up his mind. Even if he called the disciples from Huntian Prison to take out the magic weapon, he would rush there no matter what.

"Senior brother, I'll go with you!"

Nie Haitang took out the sword from the room and chased Zhao Peng and others towards the western suburbs.

"Rumble, rumble..."

The haze in the sky is getting thicker and thicker.

It's like a stone pressing on people's hearts, and the heavy air makes people feel like breathing has become dull.

"go home quickly!"

Before the carriage could stop, Xu Tong had already jumped out of the carriage, landed on the ground, and headed straight for his own courtyard.

However, as soon as they entered the gate of Huangyi, Xu Tong and Guo Yi smelled the faint smell of blood in the air.

"Sanniang!!"

Guo Yi was startled and immediately rushed to the other courtyard.

He didn't take two steps before he saw bright red blood on the ground.

Seeing this, Guo Yi's face became even more ugly, and he quickly rushed into the courtyard where Xu Tong lived.

When he opened the door, he saw two corpses lying on the ground, which were the family's attendants.

Guo Yi touched the body with his fingers and found that the body was still warm. It was obvious that the accident had occurred not long ago.

"Who is so brave and dares to commit murder in the Imperial Palace!!"

Guo Yi raised his sonar breath, and the sound reached the sky, causing dust to fall from the corner of the wall. This was done to scare the murderer on the one hand, and to report the news to others on the other.

But when the voice fell, the surroundings were empty and no one responded.

Seeing this, Guo Yi hurriedly walked towards the kitchen.

But as soon as one foot stepped into the courtyard door, the vision in front of him suddenly dimmed, his eyes instantly lost all light, and he could not see anything in the pitch black.

"The art of hating victory!!"

After all, Guo Yi was a veteran. He realized that he was blind, but he didn't panic.

He had heard that there was such a witchcraft in the Jianghu, where a blind evil thing was hung on the door beam. As soon as a person entered the door, it was as if his eyes had been taken out and he could not see anything.

In the world of martial arts, this technique is called ghost borrowing the eye.

Therefore, when Jianghu people enter the door, they usually go in sideways, with one foot in and half of the body following. They look up and down to see that nothing is wrong, and then they come in.

If something happens, if you see something hanging on the door, you will often leave or be careful.

Today, Guo Yi cares about things and gets into chaos accidentally.

But after so many years of walking around the world, Guo Yi can survive today not only because of his training as a Taibao, but also because of his extraordinary courage. When he sensed something was wrong, he immediately did not dare to go any further. He only relied on the images in his memory and his body. Suddenly he jumped up in the air, his legs were like flying on a bridge, and he kicked the door beam with an upside-down golden hook.

"boom!!"

There was a sound of cracking bricks and gravel, and large pieces of wood flew around. Before Guo Yi landed, the sight in front of him had regained its brightness. When he took a closer look, he found a blind pear marten hanging on the ground. This The two eyes of the mink were gone.

"You dare to show off your tricks here!"

Guo Yi looked at the mink with missing eyes on the bottom of his feet, snorted coldly, took out the fire stick, and threw it casually. He saw that the mink corpse was covered with sporadic flames, and it quickly exploded in an instant.