Chapter 95: The Bane of the
Bane
In ancient times, heaven and earth were just opened, thousands of miles and nine states, magnificent things, eight wastelands and six directions, power spread all over the world, and virtue was equal to heaven.
All the barbarians in the barbarian land yearned to eat our Han food, learn our Chinese characters, and follow our Han customs. From then on, the barbarians could settle down, stay away from the barbarians and drink blood, and no longer be orcs.
Now, however, all the barbarians who look around repay kindness with resentment, rob our Han land and kill our Han people.
Hu dogs wantonly plundered the Central Plains, plundered countless property, plundered 100,000 Han women, raped at night, cooked food in the morning, thousands of women threw themselves into the river, Yi River was cut off.
The Hu dogs were cruel and regarded the Han Dynasty as sheep, killing them for food.
I have no talent and compassion, but I am a boorish man. I have the hatred of the country and the hatred of my family. I have to bear the humiliation and live on in the world.
The sky is high, Shunchang rebelled and perished, and Min Fengtian raised his army to slaughter the barbarians.
I swear to kill all the barbarians in the world, restore the land of the Han people, and avenge the revenge of the Chinese people.
Liu Min is not arrogant, he knows that one person's strength, difficult to change the world, Jiuzhou if the same ambition, send troops to kill Hu people.
Kyushu all over the country, as if there is a way, all together to kill the barbarians.
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After three thousand years, this 'Hu Punishing Proclamation' was still majestic and filled with killing intent!
At that time, Great Xia's martial arts were in decline, and the number of experts was far inferior to that of the foreign races. Not only was the imperial court corrupt, but the various sects and clans also did not dare to resist.
Ran Min and Daoist Sect's Old Lord Li appeared out of nowhere and issued a denunciation to challenge those Outsiders experts!
The success of the battle had slayed 3,700 foreign experts, arousing the bloodlust of the Nine Provinces 'martial artists!
Since then, the Nine States 'martial artists had formed an alliance army and fought hard against the alien races for decades. They had driven them to the Beihuang Region and almost massacred them.
It could be said that the Demonic Sect and the Daoist Sect had set an example for the world, saving the nine provinces of Great Xia and the lives of countless people.
After the dark turmoil, the Daoist Sect went into seclusion, and the Demonic Sect suffered heavy losses. They were slaughtered by the Buddhist Sect, which had always been at odds with the Demonic Sect.
The Buddhism Sect proclaimed Ran Min as the Demon King of Murders, who was cruel beyond measure and harmed the common people. The Demon Sect was full of demons who ate people without spitting out their bones.
They said that Ran Min was a butcher, a devil, a devil who slaughtered millions of lives!
Ran Min was already in his twilight years, and he had many hidden dangers after the battle with the foreign experts. He could only lead the Da Luo Demonic Religion and retreat to the east of the Qilin Province.
Since then, the Da Luo Demonic Religion had been suppressed by the Buddhist Sect.
When Ran Min was dying, he comprehended the last level of the Zenith Heaven True Devil Scriptures and regained his former glory. However, he did not launch a counterattack against the Buddhist Sect. Instead, he poured all his vital essence into the divine jade.
He also left behind his last words. In the future, whoever could comprehend the last level of the Daluo True Devil Scriptures and absorb the divine jade could directly become the leader of the demonic sect!
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Looking at the statue of the hero, Ye Xuzhang took a step back and bowed respectfully.
Seeing this, Long Que lowered her body and bowed.
"Dear guests, where did you come from?”
At the village entrance, an old man walked over with a smile and asked.
Ye Xuzhang: "This old man, we are merchants passing by. Seeing that it's already late, we want to rest in your village.”
"I see. This old man happens to have an empty room at home. Why don't you stay at this old man's house for a night?”
Ye Xuzhang nodded.”
"Dragon Sparrow."
The latter immediately understood and took out ten taels of silver and handed it to the old man.
The old man shook his head."You two can bow in front of the statue of my benefactor. I can't accept this money."”
"Benefactor?"
"Yeah," the old man said with a smile.
"Three thousand years ago, when the five races invaded, it was benefactor who saved our village and saved our ancestors from being massacred by the Hu.”
"The teachings of our ancestors, we must never forget the kindness of our benefactor.”
"Although so many years have passed, we, as descendants, dare not forget.”
"In our village, sooner or later, we will offer incense to our benefactor and clean up his statue.”
Hearing this, Ye Xuzhang smiled knowingly and remained silent.
It was rare!
There were still people in this world who remembered the kindness of that hero.
Now, because of the Buddhism Sect, when the people of the world mentioned the Martial Heavenly King, which one of them didn't call him a murderous demon, a butcher, a demon?
Who would remember that although this unparalleled hero had killed countless people, the ones he killed were all Hu dogs!
Although his hands were stained with blood, he had saved the people of the Nine Provinces!
He followed the old man to a courtyard. There were only a few thatched huts inside, and they were extremely simple.
"My two guests, it's a little shabby in the mountains. Don't take offense.”
Ye Xuzhang smiled lightly."Uncle, you're too polite. This is better than sleeping in the wild."”
The old man chuckled."Please wait a moment, my guests. I'll go prepare the dishes now."”
Soon, the sound of cooking came from the kitchen, and smoke slowly rose from the chimney.
Not long after, the three of them placed a table in the courtyard and brought over the dishes they had prepared and placed them on the table.
The dishes were extremely simple. There was only one serving of cauliflower, one serving of stewed chicken, one serving of dried radish, and a pot of home-brewed wine.
Ye Xuzhang, who was used to eating delicacies, didn't mind at all. He sat at the table and poured a cup for the old man.
"Thank you for your hospitality, uncle."
"It's fine, it's fine. We haven't had an outsider come to our village for decades.”
"Come, guest, let's drink.”
Ye Xuzhang raised his glass.”
"Fuck!"
The two of them drank the wine in one gulp and then started chatting.
From the conversation, he learned that most of the men in this village were in the Xuanwu State Army, and the old man's son was no exception.
The uncle's surname was Ding and he had three sons. The second and youngest sons had already died on the battlefield. Only the eldest son was still alive.
Last month, his eldest son sent a letter to him, saying that he had become a lieutenant in the army. This made Uncle Ding very happy. He kept talking about how heroic his eldest son was and how he had brought honor to the family.
"Ever since the invasion of the five clans ended three thousand years ago, all the men of the Ding Family Village had to join the army!”
"Although we don't have great abilities, we still have the ambition to protect our country.”
"I won't hide it from you, sir. Back in the day, I was a fierce tiger in the army. I killed no less than a hundred Hu dogs.”
"Now, my son is even more promising. He's even a lieutenant. Hahahahahaha.”
The more Uncle Ding talked, the more excited he became. He even told Ye Xuzhang and Ye Yunfan about his heroic past in the military camp.
Ye Xuzhang listened quietly at the side
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Night fell.
Outside the mountains, a group of monks walked over. Their footsteps were steady and their breathing was even. They walked in the forest as if they were walking on flat ground.
From this, it could be seen that these people's cultivation was definitely not shallow.
When the monks arrived at the village, a young monk pointed ahead and said,""Great Master Abbot, it's over there."
A slightly plump old monk wearing a brocade kasaya and holding a pure gold Buddhist staff frowned."Are you sure there are people worshipping the devil statue there?”
"Disciple is sure that the people in this village worship Butcher Ran Min and offer incense every morning and evening.”
Anger appeared on the old monk's face.""Humph!"
"Ran Min massacred all living beings and brought chaos to the common people. These bastards actually kowtowed to this murderer as if he was a god.”
"Let's go. Follow me and tear down the stone statue of that devil. We'll burn this filthy village that has brought disaster to the world!”
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With that, a group of monks rushed over and soon arrived in front of Ran Min's statue.
The old abbot looked at this majestic Ran Min statue that looked down on all living beings. Even though it had been dead for 3,000 years, it still emitted a world-suppressing aura. He was instantly furious!
"Evil devils and heretics are also worthy of being worshipped by the world?”
"In your life, you have killed countless people and poisoned the living. If not a hundred thousand, there are at least eighty thousand people who have died by your hands.”
"Who do you think you are?"
The old monk raised the pure gold staff in his hand, channeled all of his internal strength, and smashed it at Ran Min's statue!
Bang!
With a loud bang, the stone statue shattered!
Only the stone tablet under the stone statue, which was engraved with the 'Hu Crusade' was still standing.
The old monk was furious.”
"Even the Buddha came from the Western Regions. Aren't you slandering our Buddha by posting this ghost text?”
With a furious roar, the old monk waved his Buddhist staff again and suddenly swung it at the inscription.
At this moment, a fire lit up in the village, and people's voices could be heard.
"What's going on?"
"What happened?"
"Are bandits here?"
The residents of the village were awakened by the two loud noises. They lit their torches and came outside.
When they saw Ran Min's statue destroyed, the villagers were furious!
"Bastard!"
"What right do you bald donkeys have to smash my savior's statue?”
"You, you, you are simply unreasonable. You are bandits!”
The villagers held torches and walked towards the village entrance. As they walked, they cursed.
The old monk looked at these people and shouted angrily,"Amitabha…"
"You are so ignorant that you actually worship the Demon Cult Master, the number one demon in the world, a butcher who kills people indiscriminately.”
The monk's voice was loud and clear, and it seemed to contain some kind of divine power.
The villagers who were shocked by the voice stopped in their tracks and their eyes became unfocused.
However, in the next moment, their eyes glowed again and they regained their senses.
"Bah!"
"Where did you come from, demon monk? How dare you slander my benefactor?”
"Back then, our village was almost destroyed by Hu Gou. If it weren't for our benefactor who saved our ancestors, where would we be?”
"What devil? Whoever treats us well is our benefactor!”
"What does it have to do with you, monk?”
Seeing that the villagers were not affected at all, the old monk's heart trembled slightly.
The Buddhist Sect's Great Compassion Mantra was actually ineffective?
This group of people had been poisoned too deeply!
He had completely abandoned the righteous path in his bones!
Thinking of this, the old monk shouted angrily,""There are so many demons and evil cultivators gathered here?”
"Dharma affinity!"
"Disciple is here."
"Slay the demons!"
"We will obey Abbot's decree!"
The young monk replied respectfully. Then, with a wave of his hand, the monks behind him immediately rushed forward.
The villagers were just ordinary people. Even if some of them had learned martial arts in the military camp, they had only learned superficial martial arts and had not even reached the Physical Body Realm.
How could they be a match for these monks with superb martial arts and profound cultivation?
For a moment, the sounds of fists and kicks and the screams of the villagers being beaten resounded.
However, the sound soon died down.
The reason was that the villagers 'acupoints had been sealed, and they could no longer resist.
"Today, I will let you demons see with your own eyes how the ghost characters written by this demon are destroyed!" The old monk sneered.”
"When This Penniless Monk destroys this nonsense inscription, I will burn away all the sins on your bodies with the fire of karma, so that you demons can also be reborn and go to the Elysian World.”
"Amitabha..."
The old monk chanted the name of Buddha and raised his pure gold staff. He waved it fiercely at the stone tablet with the "denunciation of the crusade against the barbarians" carved on it.
Right at this moment, a graceful figure rushed over from afar!
A cold light flashed, and blood splattered everywhere!
"Roar!"
A shrill howl resounded through the night sky.
Clang.
The golden staff and the arm that was holding it fell to the ground.
A young man with a tall and straight posture, dressed in white clothes that were whiter than snow, and holding the Great Xia Dragonfinch appeared in everyone's eyes.
The young man's brows were cold and murderous. An extremely sharp aura surged around him, as if it could suppress the heavens and earth!
For a moment, all the monks present were shocked by this youth and did not dare to move.
Ta Ta Ta…
In the distance, a handsome man with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes slowly walked over.
When he arrived at the scene and saw the destroyed Ran Min statue, his eyes flashed with killing intent.
Ye Xuzhang's expression was cold as he shouted,""Dragon Sparrow, kill these darn baldies!"
"Understood!"
A bloody massacre had officially begun!
In the mountains, dragons and tigers roared endlessly.
The Great Xia Dragonfinch's aura was like a rainbow.
The sword qi was fierce and domineering.
One by one, heads were harvested and lives fell to the ground.
In less than 15 minutes, there was not a single monk left standing…
The villagers widened their eyes in disbelief.
Wasn't this fair and clean youth too terrifying?
Soon, Long Que walked over and unsealed the villagers 'acupoints.
Plop...
One of them knelt on the ground and cupped his fists.""Thank you for your kindness, young hero."
"If it weren't for young hero, we would have been burned to death by these monks.”
Thud, thud…
The villagers knelt down one after another to thank him.
Long Que scratched his head."Don't thank me. Don't thank me. I was only following your orders. If you want to thank someone, thank my young master."”
Everyone looked at Ye Xuzhang and was even more shocked.
Such a terrifying youth actually obeyed this young master?
Such a terrifying youth was actually this young master's servant?
Who was this young master?
His identity was probably terrifying!
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The next morning.
With the villagers sending them off, Ye Xuzhang and Long Que left the place and continued toward the check-in point.
At this time, in the Ye Residence, Qi Yixuan was sitting cross-legged in the east pavilion. She held her breath and focused, forgetting everything else and wandering in the void.
In a dark space, the figure of the Demon Cult Master floated in the air.
Above her head was a pearl that looked like a bright moon, shining with an incomparably resplendent light.
Twenty-four shadows circled around him, buzzing.
These 24 shadows were the previous cult masters!
For the past three thousand years, the Demonic Sect had been suppressed by the Buddhist Sect. Starting from the 13th Sect Master, they had been hiding in a corner and living in peace.
The past cult masters were all peerless geniuses, but they all endured it and injected their life's vital essence into the divine jade, entrusting their hopes to their descendants.
Now, the person they had been waiting for three thousand years had finally appeared!
The current Demon Cult Master, Qi Yixuan!
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