Chapter 216 The Fictional Cult (Add more rewards for the magical blank!)

  Ling Linglu is directly under the Son of Heaven, and Iron Hand is also Zhuge Shenhou's right-hand man, so relevant information was quickly reported.

  The emperor was furious, and ordered a thorough investigation, and immediately unearthed a large number of cult 'spies'.

  Even inside the palace, several maids and servants were arrested. Their words and deeds were different, and they were suspected of being members of a cult.

   At this point, under the prying of a small disciple of the ten demon sects, the mighty battle of "killing evil" officially started.

Under the sudden blow, at first those monks either chose to further disguise, like the previous Jiuxuan, to completely dissipate their monkish aura and blend into this martial arts forest, or they could only flee to the wilderness and hide to avoid the limelight .

  Subsequently, some great practice sects secretly organized and decided not to do one thing, but to do the opposite.

   Smash the country and rebuild the universe.

  There is nothing wrong with this!

  Even this was already on the list of plans of many high-ranking sects, but now they are just being forced to speed up their pace and progress.

  Compared to those casual cultivators, small families, and small sects in Leizhou Guild Hall who are sneaky and look forward and backward.

  The courage of the Martial Arts is naturally not comparable to them.

  As long as there are enough interests and abilities, the great cultivators can destroy the world for them.

   "Are you arresting a cult?" Aunt Li put down the briefing in her hand, and with a slight flick of her fingers, the briefing shattered into pieces.

  Although the imperial court seized them very hard.

  But it is wishful thinking to remove all the monks who have been placed in the court.

  Of course most monks are not good at hiding themselves.

  However, there must still be a small group of people who can get more and more open in an extremely short and unfavorable environment, and instead get the opportunity to enter the core that was originally difficult to enter.

   What's more, the monks have the biggest advantage for the aborigines... they are not afraid of sacrifice.

  The monks can use their own "blood" to pile up a capable minister who is "loyal" to the court.

   After all, the concept of monks' immortality cannot be passed on to the aborigines through any means.

  Any direct or implicit transmission will be distorted and deviated.

   This does not require Ke Xiaoliang to do it himself.

  He wrote the rules into the basic settings of the world at the beginning, and when the world solidified, these rules have always been in effect.

  "Since they say there is a cult, then force a cult out."

   "Only with evil can there be righteousness. Our True Martial Sect... It's time to replace Wudang, and then the heroes will go down the mountain... Smash the evil spirits!" Aunt Li said lightly.

   After the words fell, Wudang, one of the holy places of martial arts, was doomed to its next fate.

At about the same time, Dalin Temple, Kunlun Sect, Emei Sect, Huashan Sect, Beggars' Gang, Quanzhen, Wushuang City, Tianxiahui, Daqimen...these top martial arts forces in the world all ushered in Or drastic, or mild change.

  Some new faces are destined to stand in front of the stage.

   At the same time, a group of people started to rebel in the Weidong area under the banner of "No Birth Mother, Vacuum Land".

  At the beginning, it was just a team of dozens of people, but in just a few days, it grew to thousands of people.

  The masters sent by the imperial court to behead themselves often never return.

  Ten days later, the rebel army expanded to tens of thousands of people, and had already occupied a whole state.

  At this time, signs of cult activities appeared in various parts of the world.

   Some small uprisings followed one after another.

   Some were overthrown by the imperial court, but some became stronger and stronger enough to become serious troubles.

   "Although Yao Congjun's random talk played the role of the fuse. But with or without him, in fact, such disputes will occur, and it is inevitable."

"The imperial court noticed something was wrong with the group of monks, and began to keep probing, wanting to cut off or control it. The monks...especially those monks of the great sect, will definitely not be reconciled. Then the corresponding resistance, even countermeasures Absolutely."

   "The most important thing is that there is no absolute advantage in dealing with monks... whether it is the court or the martial arts."

"Besides ancient supernatural powers, the upper limit of power is the master. There are masters in the imperial court, there are masters in the martial arts world, and monks... but there are more masters. The imperial court has a large army, and the number of monks is also quite large, and they are not afraid of death. In reality, there are still a large number of reserves."

   "Some people have fought this battle!" Ke Xiaoliang, as the leader of this battle, stood outside the world, silently analyzing the whole story.

   "Perhaps... the road to the great master will also be opened with this mighty dispute."

"War... is the driving force behind the advancement of military power. Those martial arts, no matter how they are swordsmanship or sword moves, no matter what kind of magical skills they are, the first purpose of their creation is to attack and kill the enemy. There is a fundamental difference between monks and monks. Therefore, the progress of martial arts must also be in killing."

   What Ke Xiaoliang is thinking about right now is his second purpose.

   Great Master!

   This level of realm was defined by Ke Xiaoliang himself, but it has not yet been truly realized.

  The emergence of ancient supernatural powers gave the people of the Jianghu and the monks confidence, making them firmly above the master and possessing a higher level of power.

  War... will promote the emergence and arrival of this force.

  The atmosphere in Cuiyun Mountain also began to become tense.

   Even the Belvedere at the foot of the mountain is a little more desolate.

  The Cuiyun Mountain cultivators who roamed around Belvedere in groups in the past have become rare.

  They were all in the palace on the top of Cuiyun Mountain, waiting for the master's call, lined up to enter the world of high martial arts, and then participated in the mighty war between monks and aborigines.

  Even monks who died in another world and entered the cooling-off period still have to do some offline logistical work.

  So Yang Zhenzhen did not come to Ke Xiaoliang again.

  On this day, an unexpected person came to Ke Xiaoliang's pastry shop.

  Sister Mengxi was wearing a snow-white long dress, like a fairy, and floated to Ke Xiaoliang's dim sum shop.

   "It's Yang Zhenzhen who wants to eat snacks, can I ask you to buy them?" Ke Xiaoliang asked Senior Sister Mengxi with a smile.

  Senior Sister Mengxi swallowed the words that came to her lips, nodded with a cold face, and then said: "Pack me a few boxes of her favorite pastries."

Ke Xiaoliang took out the cakes he had prepared earlier from the counter, and placed them in front of Senior Sister Mengxi, and then carefully introduced the different pastries and the best way to eat them, and repeatedly told Senior Sister Mengxi, don't forget to tell Yang Zhenzhen .

   "You are really kind to her." Senior Sister Mengxi said with a strange expression.

  Ke Xiaoliang smiled and said: "She is indeed a likable guy."

  Senior Sister Mengxi smiled stiffly, then took out a blood talisman with body fragrance from her bosom, and placed it in front of Ke Xiaoliang.

"Recently, the Zongmen's activities are frequent, and there are a lot of blood talismans to spare. If you don't have any blood talismans, I will give you one... In another world, casual cultivators like you will have more adventures. That is If there are no adventures, it is also good to save some plot points and exchange them for cultivation resources."

  Ke Xiaoliang showed a surprised expression.

Then he said: "That... I'm sorry, I bought a piece of Hua Lingshi through the channel of the Shizhou Chamber of Commerce before. I haven't told Zhenzhen yet, waiting to give her a surprise. Don't tell her... okay I appreciate your kindness. This blood talisman...you can keep it and exchange it for spirit stones."

  Senior Mengxi's expression froze again, and she took back the blood talisman on the table in embarrassment.

   Then, carrying the pastry, he turned and left aggressively.

  Looking at the back of Senior Sister Mengxi turning away, Ke Xiaoliang sneered: "Oh! Woman!"

   There is one more chapter, wait a minute!

   My chest is a little stuffy, so I took a break and continued writing!

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