novelhk Chapter 118 Chat Group End-of-Month Summary
Chapter 118 Chat Group End-of-Month Summary
Chapter 118 Chat Group End-of-Month Summary
[Blood Refining Hall's Proclamation Against Tianyin Temple]
It is said that the Buddha's compassion does not save wronged souls; the monks' promises of universal salvation cannot conceal the bloodshed. Tianyin Temple, perched atop Mount Sumeru, proclaims itself the leader of the righteous path. Its bald monks, adorned with golden robes and Buddhist images, are in reality beasts in human clothing. They usurp the name of the righteous path to oppress the weak, and rely on the allure of Buddhist chants to deceive the heart.
Ten years ago, on a night in Caomiao Village, Puzhi of Tianyin Temple, possessing the Great Brahma Prajna and harboring the desires of a wolf, slaughtered 247 people, old, young, women and children with the Blood-Devouring Pearl in order to prove his delusional idea of cultivating both Buddhism and Taoism. Such behavior is no different from that of a demon. The Demonic Cult dares to kill and take responsibility, but you kill people with fear and timidity.
What did Zhang Xiaofan do wrong? He lost his father at the age of seven and suffers from nightmares every night. Your evil deeds will eventually be punished.
Two months later, on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the entire Blood Refining Hall will ascend Mount Sumeru to destroy your lineage, shatter your golden body, burn your scriptures, and sever your heritage.
With heavens above and the souls of the dead below, Zhang Xiaofan hereby swears: I will not rest until the Heavenly Sound is extinguished; I will not die in peace until this vengeance is avenged!
Qingyun Gate, Tongtian Peak, Yuqing Hall.
Dao Xuan Zhenren sat in the highest seat, holding a document in his hand, and remained silent for a long time.
The document has a dark blue background with dark red cloud patterns on the edges, and a line of large, powerful characters in the center: "Proclamation of the Blood Refining Hall Against the Traitors of Tianyin Temple".
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The manifesto, which was thousands of words long, directly accused the monk Puzhi of Tianyin Temple of the crime of massacring Caomiao Village. Its sharp words and resolute attitude made it seem like a righteous act of acting on behalf of Heaven.
Dao Xuan Zhenren had lived for hundreds of years and this was the first time he had ever seen anything like it. Although the so-called Blood Refining Hall was now mostly filled with disciples of their Qingyun Sect, the group of chief disciples and elders sitting below were already in an uproar.
"Such a thing has never happened before!" The abbot of Luoxia Peak, Daoist Tianyun, clapped the proclamation in his hand: "The Demonic Sect is issuing a proper proclamation to the righteous path, claiming to act on behalf of Heaven!"
Zeng Shuchang, the head of Feng Hui Peak, was not as agitated as he was. He frowned, his tone tinged with worry: "This is not the time to talk about that. The question now is, what should we do about this?"
Upon hearing this, Shang Zhengliang, the head monk of Chaoyang Peak, immediately retorted, "What else do you want to do?"
He glared at him, his tone sharp: "Are you suggesting we join outsiders in bullying our own Qingyun family's little patriarch? Have you lost your mind?!"
Zeng Shuchang's face stiffened at the choking, but he still argued, "But Tianyin Temple is, after all, one of the three major righteous sects. They have guarded the Northwest for so many years. Even if they haven't made any great contributions, they have certainly worked hard. We can't just wipe out their entire family because of Puzhi's momentary lapse of judgment, can we?"
"Heh." Master Shuiyue sat to the side and sneered, "But it was because of Puzhi's momentary lapse of judgment that the entire junior master's family was wiped out."
Uncle Zeng was so choked up that he couldn't speak. He opened his mouth, then closed it again.
Master Shuiyue stopped looking at him and turned to Dao Xuan Zhenren on the high seat. He stood up and said, "Senior Brother Sect Leader, we have to make a decision. Whether to fight or persuade, we need to come up with a plan."
Dao Xuan Zhenren put down the manifesto in his hand, and instead of answering directly, he turned his gaze to the silent figure in the crowd: "Junior Brother Tian."
Tian Buyi raised his head.
"Young Master is your disciple in this life," Dao Xuan Zhenren said calmly, "What is your opinion on this matter?"
Tian Buyi remained silent for a moment.
He remembered what Russell had said to him that day, and the phrase, "Just like you used to treat Xiao Fan."
He's been thinking about this sentence a lot these days.
Honestly, he was right, just as that person said. Whether it was the taciturn Zhang Xiaofan of the past or the radiant Zhang Xiaofan of today, he had never put his heart into it.
He had been smugly pleased with himself, thinking he was a good teacher and a master.
Looking back now, was he worthy of those two words?
Tian Buyi felt a tightness in his chest and said sullenly, "A life for a life, it's only right and proper. There's nothing more to say."
Just then, a disciple rushed into the hall, bowed to the group of chief disciples and elders, and said, "Reporting to the sect leader, disciples from all branches have come to Tongtian Peak and are now gathered at Yunhai Square."
"Oh?" Dao Xuan Zhenren raised an eyebrow, a hint of curiosity flashing in his eyes. He stood up and waved his sleeve, "Let's go take a look."
At this moment, nearly three hundred disciples stood on the Cloud Sea Square. The moonlight shone down, casting a silvery-white halo on the cloud sea and stretching their shadows long.
Dao Xuan Zhenren led a group of chief disciples and elders out of the hall, and this was the scene before them.
Upon seeing the sect leader and their master appear, the three hundred disciples knelt down in unison. Leading them was Chu Yuhong, the eldest disciple of Chaoyang Peak. He clasped his hands and said loudly, "Sect Leader, Master, Junior Brother Xiaofan is in trouble. Please allow us to descend the mountain and lend him a helping hand!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the three hundred disciples behind him shouted in unison, "We beg the sect leader to allow us to descend the mountain and lend Junior Brother Xiao Fan a hand!"
The sound shook the heavens and lingered long above the sea of clouds.
Shang Zhengliang's expression changed, and he stepped forward, pointing at Chu Yuhong and shouting, "You bastards! Who gave you the audacity to act so insolently in front of the Jade Purity Hall!"
Dao Xuan Zhenren waved his hand, signaling Shang Zhengliang to step back. He then stepped forward, facing his disciples. Moonlight shone on him, his expression unreadable: "This battle is against Tianyin Temple. As far as I know, you have only known him for a little over a month. Are you truly willing to go to such lengths for him?"
The "month or so" he mentioned refers to the period between the end of the Seven Veins Martial Arts Tournament and his departure to infiltrate the Blood Refining Hall.
During that period, under the deliberate arrangement of Dao Xuan Zhenren and Wan Jianyi, the disciples of each lineage underwent a month and a half of cultivation on Tongtian Peak, spending time with Zhang Xiaofan day and night, which could be considered as building momentum for him in advance.
Chu Yuhong raised his head, his gaze frank: "Junior Brother Xiaofan is kind and approachable, and he has never been arrogant. Now that he has suffered such injustice, we cannot stand idly by."
Sun Hao chimed in, "Senior Brother Chu is absolutely right! We can't let Junior Brother Xiao Fan bear this burden alone!"
"Exactly!"
"We are willing to stand with Junior Brother Xiaofan through thick and thin!"
One voice after another echoed in agreement. Dao Xuan Zhenren watched them quietly, looking at their young and sincere faces, and the corners of his lips slightly turned up: "If that's the case, then go."
Upon hearing this, Chu Yuhong and the others beamed with joy and kowtowed in unison, saying, "Thank you, Sect Leader Uncle!"
Dao Xuan Zhenren turned around and looked at Shang Zhengliang, Shuiyue and the others: "Except for Dazhu Peak, each of the other peaks sent an elder to accompany us."
The crowd bowed and agreed.
Zeng Shuchang was still somewhat uneasy. He stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Sect Leader, are you really just going to let them run rampant like this?"
Dao Xuan Zhenren looked at the departing disciples, watching their figures gradually disappear in the moonlight, and smiled: "How can the kindness of others outweigh the enmity of one's own family? What is this reckless behavior?"
At the same time, Dao Xuan sighed inwardly, wishing that things could have been like this back then—
Kongsang Mountain.
Since returning from Liubo Mountain, Zhang Xiaofan has plunged into seclusion.
Unlike Han Li and Ye Fan, who claimed to be in seclusion but were actually just chatting in groups, Zhang Xiaofan was genuinely oblivious to everything around him.
He locked himself in that simple stone room for two whole months without ever stepping out.
The entire cultivation world was shaken by the Blood Refining Hall's attack on the Heavenly Sound Temple.
Needless to say, the reaction of the righteous sects was that Tianyin Temple, in conjunction with Fenxiang Valley, had already begun to gather its disciples to prepare for battle. Meanwhile, other sects, large and small, were either observing, taking sides, or trying to please both sides, creating a chaotic situation.
On the demonic path, things were surprisingly quiet. The Ghost King Sect didn't send anyone to reinforce them; the Ghost King only sent Biyao, who brought with her the second volume of the Heavenly Book.
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From that moment on, Zhang Xiaofan was a true practitioner of Buddhism, Taoism, and Demonism. With the addition of the Tiger Talisman lent out by Xiaoyu, his cultivation level could only be described as increasing day by day.
Every day, faint fluctuations of energy emanate from that stone chamber, growing stronger and more concentrated.
Russell and the others did not disturb him; they were all doing their own thing.
On Xiao Yan's side, after a deep exchange with Zhong Li, Yao Lao successfully fused the two attributes of magic power and battle qi. Thanks to this, although Xiao Yan's cultivation level still did not break through to the Great Dou Master, in terms of combat power, even a peak Great Dou Master would not be able to gain an advantage over him.
Han Li, on the other hand, was so engrossed in researching gene technology that he could not extricate himself. In his view, the dark plane was the manifestation of the Heavenly Dao, and the so-called super soldier's gene was the result of engraving a certain Dao pattern into the DNA.
After consulting Zhongli about elemental resonance, he locked himself in his cave. The progress of the experiment is currently unknown. The only thing Russell knows is that the number of demon bats around Mount Kongsang has been decreasing in large numbers recently.
PS: Klein also joined Han Li's scientific experiment group, saying that he wanted to monopolize the oil industry, start an industrial revolution in another world, and overthrow the old world with railguns.
Ye Fan's progress was also quite remarkable. With the Blood Refining Hall's unwavering support of resources, he finally managed to open the Life Spring before the full moon. Coupled with the boost from the Electric Boy Watch, his combat power index soared exponentially. At this rate, his original fantasy of beating up the Holy Son and kicking the Holy Maiden might actually come true.
As characters created by the same author, Asule and Lu Mingfei naturally play the best together, and the two brothers have recently become completely engrossed in romance novels.
As for Zhang Chulan—
Well, after this guy was freed from the restrictions of the virginity mark, he completely let loose, following Xu Qi'an around everywhere, searching for the Hehuan Sect's strongholds. He's currently lost contact with people he's been seeing.
Two months passed in the blink of an eye during this leisurely time.
Zhang Xiaofan finished his seclusion and slowly walked out of the secret room. The sunlight pierced his eyes, causing him to squint.
He was not Zhang Xiaofan from the original story, who was repeatedly crushed by fate until he was broken and then pieced back together. Two months was neither a long nor a short time, enough for him to adjust his emotions.
Outside the door, Tian Ling'er, Bi Yao, and Lu Xueqi waited quietly. When he came out, all three of them looked at him at the same time.
Zhang Xiaofan looked at them and gave them an apologetic smile: "I'm sorry to have worried you."
Seeing that Zhang Xiaofan had regained his usual spirits, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief. Tian Ling'er smiled and stepped forward, grabbing his hand and pulling him outside without a word, saying, "Come see who's here!"
She walked quickly, her skirt fluttering at her feet, her tone full of joy. Zhang Xiaofan was pulled along by her, and was momentarily stunned.
Who's here? Master or the Sect Leader?
Before he could react, he had already been pulled through several corridors and arrived at the Blood Refining Hall's plaza.
Sunlight streamed down, illuminating the familiar figures. Zhang Xiaofan exclaimed in surprise, "Senior Brother Chu? What brings you all here?"
Chu Yuhong laughed heartily: "With such a big incident happening on your side, of course we had to come!"
Du Bishu, standing to the side, stepped forward and expertly hooked his arm around Zhang Xiaofan's neck, grinning as he said, "Our entire Dazhu Peak is here! We'll definitely make sure the place is packed!"
Zhang Xiaofan had his neck hooked around, but his gaze involuntarily swept across the crowd.
In addition to Song Daren, Du Bishu, and Tian Ling'er, who were already there, Wu Dayi, Zheng Dali, He Dazhi, and Lü Daxin were also present.
"My senior brothers are all here!" Looking at the people in front of him, Zhang Xiaofan felt a warm current welling up in his heart.
Xiao Yicai stepped out from the crowd and approached Zhang Xiaofan, solemnly saying, "Junior Brother Xiaofan, Master asked me to tell you that you should just do what you want to do, and the sect will always stand behind you."
Zhang Xiaofan raised his head, looked around at the familiar faces, and nodded heavily.
That morning, streaks of light streaked across the sky above the Blood Refining Hall.
Black robes fluttered, and black mist filled the air. Apart from Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu, everyone else wore the specially made black robes, with their hoods pulled up, their bodies shrouded in thick black mist, revealing only their dark red eyes and slightly parted, blood-red lips.
Below, Russell looked up at the figures streaking across the sky, then put his hands on his hips and teased Xiao Yan, "Doesn't this scene remind you of when you gathered people at Canaan Academy and then went to Yunlan Sect three times?"
"Just kidding, bro, I'm shaking the Dou Wang level! The scene is much bigger than this, okay?" As he said this, Xiao Yan couldn't help but smile. This is what youthful passion should be like.
However, on the other hand, he couldn't wait to return to the Dou Qi Continent.
At his current pace, even if he doesn't go to other worlds along the way, he will be at least a Dou Wang by the time he arrives at Canaan Academy in three years.
How should he make his grand entrance and dazzle everyone? Hmm, that is the question.
"Let's go, it's time for us to set off." Turning his gaze away, Russell summoned the Purple Cloud Wings and nudged Xiao Yan, who was still lost in his daydream, with his elbow.
Xiao Yan asked curiously, "Where are your two mounts?"
"We slaughtered a Kui ox a while ago, and those two ate it and then went straight to sleep," Russell said helplessly.
As for why not include the Kui Niu as well—as everyone knows, mad cow disease is a problem.
The Kui Niu was not only ugly, but also completely lacked the ability to communicate and had no sense of propriety. It would flirt with Russell whenever it saw him.
"Alright then." Xiao Yan's lips twitched. Damn it, time to get going again.
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