Rumble!
The snow-white sword Qi was like a storm that destroyed everything in its path. It enveloped the surrounding buildings.
The sword intent filled the sky, and a cold light bloomed.
Cheng Kun was immediately torn into pieces by the sword qi. Then, the sword will continued to spread and swept across Fang Zheng, who was the closest to him.
Puff!
Although Fang Zheng had been prepared in advance, he had never expected this sudden sword qi to be so fierce.
It was to the extent that the thick internal strength that he had cultivated for many years was completely unable to withstand it.
His protective true energy was directly broken.
The Sword Qi entered his body, causing his meridians to break inch by inch. Blood beads seeped out of his body, and he was already beyond recognition.
Boom!
Before the first wave subsided, another wave rose.
The sword essence surged like waves.
He directly broke through the secret chamber, overturned the hard bluestone floor, and came to the ground.
The nearby Shaolin Monks were the first to be affected. Their bodies were immediately cut in half and they died.
For a time, Shaolin, which was known as the holy land of Buddhism, was as bloody as a battlefield!
"What happened?"
In the depths of Shaolin, many eminent monks were awakened by the commotion and rushed out to check.
When he saw this scene, he immediately sucked in a breath of cold air.
"Who dares to offend my Shaolin Temple?”
In the distance, the sword intent soared into the sky, and a very young voice suddenly burst out in the midst of the momentum.
"How dare you, Shaolin, plot to assassinate the Great Ming Prince!”
"This king has already given you all a chance, but unfortunately…you all insist on seeking your own destruction!”
Hearing this voice, many Shaolin monks frowned.
" It's the Ninth Prince!" Kong Jian recognized the owner of the voice and the shock in his eyes intensified.
The person was clearly not here, but he could use this vast sword intent to transmit his voice.
Such a method was more than ten times stronger than the so-called thousand-mile sound transmission.
At the very least, the monks present had cultivated for most of their lives, but they could not understand the logic behind it.
However, he heard Zhu Hao's voice once again ring out."It's only a matter of time before Shaolin Temple is destroyed. I won't pursue the monks who voluntarily quit Shaolin Temple within a month!”
"If not, this thousand-year-old temple can be used as your graveyard!”
Hearing this, the entire Shaolin Temple was in an uproar.
If it was any other time, they would definitely laugh at someone who dared to speak so arrogantly to Shaolin Temple and say that they wanted to destroy Shaolin Temple.
But now, even though they wanted to say something to boost their morale, they couldn't show any calm expressions.
The ruins in front of them were still there, and the broken bodies of many monks were still steaming. Even their abbot was buried under the ruins, and it was unknown if he was dead or alive.
Where did they get the courage to say such harsh words?
The fact that they didn't have a mental breakdown and escaped Shaolin while shouting proved that they weren't slacking off on their daily meditation homework.
"The Ninth Prince of the Ming Dynasty actually has such cultivation?”A shocked and aged voice came from an ancient hall.
"That Righteous Sword Intent is the most terrifying thing I've ever seen in my life!”
"Indeed, even the Sword Gods and Sword Immortals who are widely known in the martial arts world today are not as terrifying!”
"I don't know what method he used to send that sword intent to Shaolin Temple, but we actually didn't find anything!”
" Now is not the time to discuss this…" Suddenly, a dignified voice sounded, and everyone returned to silence.
"You should have heard what he said just now! This person is determined to destroy Shaolin Temple. The stronger he is, the worse it is for us…"
"Humph! "Although his strength is unfathomable, our Shaolin Temple's thousand-year-old foundation is not so easy to bully!”
"That's right. Although his Sword Dao is strong, he's not invincible in the world!”
" He is indeed proud to have such martial arts attainments at such a young age, but in front of Shaolin Temple, he might not be enough…"
"We've been hiding from the world for many years. Do outsiders really think that Shaolin has become a soft persimmon that can be kneaded at will?”
"So…what do you mean?”
"Since they've already bullied us to the door, we naturally have to fight back!”
"I don't think so. After all, Shaolin is an outsider. It doesn't conform to the true meaning of Buddhism to directly enter the world and become enemies with the imperial court!”
"That's reasonable. We can wait here. The Ninth Prince has put down his bold words, and when the time comes, he won't be able to do anything to our Shaolin Temple.”
"But if we just let it go, what will outsiders think of Shaolin?”
"Junior Brother, for us monks, fame and fortune are just worldly possessions. Why do you care so much about the opinions of outsiders?”
"Good, good…"
"Let's act according to this plan. The most important thing now is for someone to go out and stabilize the hearts of the people!”
"We have been in seclusion for many years and it is not convenient for us to show ourselves in front of others. Kong Jian has traveled a lot in the secular world, so I will let you do it for me…"
"Yes, grandmaster!" Kong Jian bowed respectfully.
Fuzhou, Fuwei Escort Agency.
Zhu Hao sat in the repaired courtyard with a brand new Tianmo Zither in front of him.
His hands gently stroked the zither strings, and waves of sound waves slowly spread out like water ripples.
The sound of the song is like the sound of fog.
It was so ethereal that it was like celestial music.
Wherever the sound wave passed, the flowers and plants in the courtyard moved without any wind, as if they had heard a song and were dancing gracefully.
Clang!
When the song ended, Zhu Hao's palms pressed on the zither strings, motionless.
Swoosh!
A large amount of colorful dust particles suddenly floated in the air, and the entire courtyard seemed to have fallen into a mysterious fog in an instant.
" Ninth Prince..." Lin Yuantu quickly walked in from outside the courtyard. He was stunned when he saw the scene in front of him.
All the flowers and trees in the garden had disappeared.
It was extremely spacious!
The fog in the air emitted a rich fragrance of grass.
"Tsk tsk, this 'Archaic Music' is indeed worthy of being the most ancient inheritance of the zither path!”Zhu Hao slowly opened his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
Previously, when he subdued Huashan, Zhu Hao had used eight Achievement Points to draw a lottery and obtained a large number of rewards.
One of them was a musical technique called the Archaic Remnant Sound.
Originally, Zhu Hao thought that he would not be able to use it in the short term, but now that he had obtained the Tianmo Zither, he could use it.
The [Primordial Voice] was different from Huang Xuemei's [Eight Sounds of Heavenly Dragon].
The latter was a martial arts technique, but it was performed in the form of zither music.
However, the Archaic Voice was a pure path of music. It recorded the general principles of music passed down from ancient times and could fuse all the sounds of the world into one's own music.
Although it didn't have any killing power, the Great Dao had the same destination. This was a technique that could truly enter the Dao through music.
After Zhu Hao comprehended it, he combined it with the Tianmo Zither and supplemented it with Zhu Hao's exclusive sword intent. The power he displayed was far above the Eight Sounds of Heavenly Dragon.
It even had other effects besides killing!
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