Although he did not know the identity of the person he had just killed, Lu Changqiu guessed that it should be related to Buddhism.
Moreover, the Buddhist Sect had the advantage in numbers. If one appeared, the second and third would probably not be far from here.
Sigh, what a bunch of troublesome fellows.
They were already near Yin Weed Sect, so why were there so many Buddhist experts?
Wasn't he afraid of provoking the she-devil Zhu Yuyan?
Lu Changqiu pondered as he carried Huanhuan on his back.
Suddenly, he felt Huanhuan's breathing quicken behind him, so he turned around to take a look.
Huanhuan's face was even paler than before, and her breathing was getting slower and weaker.
"Miss, are you alright?"
She was his personal escort. If anything happened to her, Lu Changqiu's efforts these few days would be wasted.
"I can still hold on."
"Young Master, how long will it take for us to arrive?”
"It will take at least ten days."
"Sigh, it's a pity that our internal energy is conflicting. I can't even circulate my internal energy to heal you.”
Lu Changqiu sighed slightly. He had no other choice but to hurry on with all his might.
At this moment, Zhu Yuyan had also arrived at the Ancient Maple Forest.
As soon as they arrived, they smelled the stench of blood. They followed the smell of blood and saw Bian Bufu's corpse on the ground.
Who was Zhu Yuyan?
The number one expert of the fiend sects, Empress Yin, the sect master of Yin Weed Sect, whose name resounded throughout the martial arts world of Great Sui!
With her eyesight, how could she not see that she had been killed in one move?
"What a sharp sword technique!"
"Although Bian Bufu's talent is average, he has cultivated for decades and is one of the top experts in the Great Sui Dynasty.”
"He was actually killed by a sword?”
"The cultivation of the person who attacked is probably not simple!”
"In the Buddhist Sect, there are not many who can do this, let alone those who use swords.”
"Even Fan Qinghui couldn't kill Bian Bufu with a single sword strike.”
"This person."
"Who is it?"
After muttering to herself, Zhu Yuyan walked away, ignoring the dead bodies.
In her heart, she hated this junior brother.
His life and death naturally did not matter.
If it wasn't for the fact that the younger generation of Yin Weed Sect hadn't grown up yet.
Zhu Yuyan would have already killed this person who was secretly coveting her.
...
Another 16 days passed, and the two of them finally arrived near their destination.
Along the way, they were repeatedly attacked by experts. Some were from the Buddhist Sect, while others coveted the Demonic Emperor's relic.
Fortunately, these people were not as strong as Lu Changqiu, so they were either killed or forced back.
The two of them killed their way to Kind Boathouse, which naturally caused a commotion in Jianghu.
Many Buddhist experts thought that Lu Changqiu was a terrifying demon who wanted to cause trouble for Kind Boathouse.
Therefore, they rushed to Cihang Jingzhai to help.
Master Wuyou of the Formless Sect, Master Jiaxiang of the Three-Theory Sect, Master Wisdom of the Tiantai Sect, Emperor's Heart Venerable of the Huayan Sect, and Master Dao Xin of the Four Ancestors of the Zen Sect were gathered in the hall.
Fan Qinghui, the master of the temple, sat on the main seat and looked at the eminent monks in front of him. He asked in puzzlement,"Why are all the masters here?”
" Master," a monk said," after the witch was injured by Master Ruhui, she brought a man to the Mercy Boathouse."”
"That man's martial arts are powerful and ruthless. Along the way, he killed 17 of our Buddhist Sect's experts and seriously injured 19.”
Fan Qinghui sneered,"Hmph, this demoness has found helpers to take revenge on our Buddhist Sect!"”
"Do you know the background of the man she invited?”
The monk shook his head." This person has a mysterious background. He has never appeared in Jianghu before."”
Fan Qinghui's eyes darkened as he said in a deep voice,""No matter what his identity is, since he dared to come, he must have some confidence in his own abilities.”
"However, my Kind Boathouse is not a place where just anyone can behave atrociously!”
Clang, clang, clang ~~!
Suddenly!
The alarm on the mountain rang loudly. A female disciple ran into the hall and reported,"Master, masters, there is a man and a woman heading straight for Emperor Treading Peak.”
"He's indeed here!"
Fan Qinghui's gaze turned cold. He held his sword and took the lead to leave the hall.
The other Buddhist senior monks followed closely behind, as if they were facing a great enemy.
At this moment, Lu Changqiu held the unconscious Huanhuan in his arms and looked at the stone tablet in front of him. His scalp went numb.
Two lines of words were carved on the stone tablet.
My home is in this mountain, and I don't know where it is.
Buddhist Holy Land, Mercy Boathouse
What was going on?
Lu Changqiu looked at the stone tablet in front of him and felt a headache.
He had clearly followed the map, so how did he end up in Kind Boathouse?
Wait a minute!
Map?
Lu Changqiu instantly understood what was going on. There must be a problem with the map!
Bai Zhantang!
You scammer!
Lu Changqiu wanted to carry Huanhuan and leave, but it was too late.
Just as he turned around, a shout came from behind him."Where are you going?"
Before he could finish his sentence, a strong wind blew over. Lu Changqiu's figure flashed and he hurriedly dodged it.
Immediately after, several figures landed in front of him and surrounded him.
Then, hundreds of plainly-dressed, good-looking female disciples of the Compassionate Boathouse surrounded the place with sharp blades in their hands. They formed a formation and emitted a murderous aura!
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