Chapter 320

"Are you really sure?"

Master Chengjue's eyes lit up, staring fixedly at Lv San, wanting to see something from the other party's eyes.

After all, this matter was a bit bizarre,

And it was too coincidental!

Within the Row Sect, he had already sent people to monitor them, and there was assistance from the Garrison, but news just came that a Garrison company commander had defected, and there were people secretly cooperating.

Until now, he was suspicious of everyone he saw.

Someone suddenly ran over, saying they could solve the problem, and still using this strange method, which inevitably made him feel uneasy.

However, from the eyes of this taciturn Lv San, Master Chengjue the monk couldn't see anything at all.

"Since you are unwilling, then forget it."

Seeing this, Lv San said in a muffled voice and turned to leave.

"Don't, don't, what's the rush!"

Master Chengjue gritted his teeth and hurriedly stopped him, "This matter is beyond my control; I need to report it to the superiors. Benefactor Lv, please wait a moment."

After saying this, he hurried away...

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"A Chinese alligator is also a dragon..."

The Prince of Near Wuchang's eyes were gloomy, looking at the crowd and asking: "What does he mean? Why does he want this King to say this sentence himself?"

Zen Master Master Tongxuan had also arrived. Hearing this, he explained: "This is a matter of Qi luck. After all, they are demonic creatures. To send the Sage Emperor Captain Guan statue, without a dragon body, those Chinese alligators wouldn't have the guts."

"This King enjoys human Qi luck and sits in Ezhou. With your personal opening, this matter will be foolproof. Of course, they cannot become true dragons, but they will not be backlashed."

"Qi luck?"

The Prince of Near Wuchang was clearly hesitant, "Is there any harm?"

Zen Master Master Tongxuan replied truthfully: "Everything in this world has cause and effect. This King's opening today is equivalent to an imperial decree. Whether it will be a good fruit or a bad fruit in the future is hard to predict."

"However, the leader of these Chinese alligators is known as the Alligator Master. He said he wants to receive the imperial decree and become the Water God of the Han River, protecting the shipping lanes along the river, and is even willing to take action to assist the imperial court in suppressing the rebellion."

"There is such a thing?"

The Prince of Near Wuchang became interested and asked carefully: "Master, do you think this is feasible?"

Zen Master Master Tongxuan replied: "The human race has incense Qi luck and holds sacrificial rites. There are quite a few alien species seeking to become deities who are willing to assist."

"As far as this poor monk knows, that Lv San understands the language of birds and beasts and can communicate with alien species, and Li Yan and his party are also eliminating demons and defending the Dao, which can be considered a righteous sect, so they should be trustworthy."

"If this King has any doubts, you can observe their performance. After the war in the southwest ends, we can discuss rewards based on merit."

This old monk knew what he was doing. Li Yan had been able to pass the five levels of the Hall of Refining Heart, so his potential went without saying, and his character was also extraordinary.

If he had ulterior motives and was obsessed with desires, he wouldn't have been able to pass.

Therefore, Master Chengjue was still a bit hesitant, but after hearing this, he came to find the Prince of Near Wuchang and guaranteed it.

The Prince of Near Wuchang looked at Yu Lanshan again, seeing him pressing the Bagua mirror tightly, covered in sweat, and pale, knowing that it was too late to drag this out, so he stood up and said: "Good!"

"If those Chinese alligators can really accomplish this and assist my imperial army in suppressing the rebellion, what harm is there in conferring the title of Han River God on them in the future."

"Let that Lv San act quickly, so as not to delay the big event!"

Soon, the news was passed to the Near Wuchang wharf.

At this moment, a large open space in front of the Near Wuchang wharf had already been cordoned off by Garrison soldiers, and items like incense and tribute offerings had been set up.

Hearing this, Lv San didn't hesitate. He immediately formed hand seals, jumped into a Nuo dance, and made long and short ancient shamanic tunes with tongue-popping sounds in his mouth.

He wasn't a fool either and knew that this was a rare opportunity.

If it were under normal circumstances, to gain the trust of the Zen Sect and the Zhenwu Palace, he would inevitably have to spend some words, find connections, and seek endorsement from high-ranking imperial officials.

In short, it was very troublesome.

And now, with the Prince of Near Wuchang's opening, this matter was half done. As long as the Alligator Master made contributions in the great battle in the southwest, getting the position of Water God was nothing.

The surrounding commoners were also craning their necks to watch.

What had just happened had already caused panic.

The imperial court had set up such a big formation, and this dragon boat race was definitely not simple, but it had caused such a mess, and they didn't know how it would end.

Boom, boom, boom!

Thunder rumbled in the sky, and the rain clearly became heavier.

The overcast clouds covering the sky cast a shadow over everyone's heart.

They didn't know what this young man was doing by performing rituals...

"Look, why is there fog on the river!"

Just then, a commoner suddenly exclaimed.

I saw the water on the Yangtze River suddenly surging, thick fog rising, and everything became blurry.

Just when they were wondering, a behemoth suddenly rose from the river, covered in black scales, with eyes like dark yellow lanterns, swimming slowly toward the wharf.

"Alligator, Chinese alligator!"

"Why is it so big?"

"Monster, it's a monster!"

On the wharf, the crowd was instantly in turmoil.

Quite a few people were so scared that they retreated one after another.

This was the first time in their lives they had seen the Alligator Master's huge size, so how could they not be afraid.

The officials sent by the Prince's Mansion were equally afraid, but they still said loudly: "This is a spirit beast, here to assist our Near Wuchang City. Don't run around, so as not to disturb the spirit creature!"

Although they said so, the commoners still retreated continuously.

Lv San couldn't be bothered to pay attention and hurriedly walked to the shore, muttering ancient shamanic tunes with tongue-popping sounds in his mouth, communicating with the Alligator Master.

They had long been familiar with each other and spoke without beating around the bush, immediately explaining the current situation.

Although the Alligator Master usually practiced far away from the crowd, she was full of spirituality and extraordinary wisdom, and immediately realized that this was a good opportunity.

She nodded slightly, then turned in the water, opened her fangs, raised her neck, and her throat vibrated, making a series of howls.

The sound was loud and resounded through the river.

Her huge size, accompanied by water mist when she appeared, plus this long howl, could be called a strange phenomenon.

Some commoners were dumbfounded, their mouths hanging open.

There were also people who saw that this giant alligator was full of spirituality and could communicate with people, so they panicked and hurriedly fetched incense to worship.

Many commoners are like this; the gods and Buddhas in temples rarely appear, and they don't know their great supernatural powers, but when they encounter some shocking strange things, they often mythologize them and worship them.

Iron trees blooming in winter, giant carp, and even some strange rotten wooden beams were all worshipped by people.

Many illicit sacrifices were thus produced.

Of course, the Alligator Master couldn't be considered a Water God at all now, and naturally couldn't enjoy these incense offerings.

Even more amazing things happened to them.

Soon, shadows floated up on the river, all of them huge Chinese alligators, although they couldn't compare to the Alligator Master, they were also rarely seen on weekdays.

The Alligator Master roared continuously, giving orders.

These Chinese alligators rolled on the river, then dived into the water, searching in the silt at the bottom of the river.

Not long after, statues of the Sage Emperor Captain Guan were salvaged one by one, their mouths open, holding them carefully in their mouths, each one trembling with fear.

These were statues that had been consecrated, and although these Chinese alligators only had a little spirituality, they could also feel the terrible incense divine Qi within them.

More than a dozen Chinese alligators all swam to the shore, opened their fangs and big mouths, revealing the Sage Emperor Captain Guan statues inside.

"Hurry, do it!" Master Chengjue didn't hesitate, led the martial monks of the Law Enforcement Hall forward, took out the Sage Emperor Captain Guan statues, and tied them to the heads of the Chinese alligators.

Afterward, led by the Alligator Master, the Chinese alligators swam toward the Parrot Island wharf with the statues on their heads.

The two shores were not far apart, and the Prince of Near Wuchang naturally heard the Alligator Master's roar, and seeing the water mist filling the river, and more than a dozen Chinese alligators coming with the Sage Emperor Captain Guan statues in the mist, he was also quite surprised.

Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but say: "A Chinese alligator is also a dragon. If it can protect one side, it deserves the name of dragon!"

As soon as these words were spoken, a trace of excitement appeared in the Alligator Master's eyes.

And those small Chinese alligators seemed to be no longer afraid, wagging their tails and breaking through the waves, quite imposing.

Finally, more than a dozen Chinese alligators all reached the shore.

The guards who had been prepared immediately stepped forward to take down the Sage Emperor Captain Guan statues and respectfully placed them on the altar.

Boom, boom, boom!

Another thunderclap in the sky illuminated all directions.

Ordinary people couldn't feel anything, but those in the Mystic Sect looked up one after another, looking toward the west of the Yangtze River.

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They could feel that an aura was brewing.

Whoosh!

On the river, huge waves suddenly surged, rushing from west to east, and even the Chinese alligators were shaken by the water waves.

This water wave carried the momentum of overturning mountains and seas, directly rushing through the Turtle and Snake Mountain pass, and then the river surface instantly returned to calm.

"It's done!"

Yu Lanshan finally let go of his hand, looked at the Bagua mirror below, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said with lingering fear: "Fortunately, I didn't miss it. By borrowing the power of the Sage Emperor Captain Guan, I have connected this formation."

"Look over there!"

Someone suddenly raised their hand and pointed into the distance.

I saw clouds and mist surging on the Turtle and Snake Mountains, passing through Near Wuchang City, and heading toward the East Lake in the south.

That was exactly where the Barbarian King's Tomb was located.

A trace of excitement flashed in Yu Lanshan's eyes. He turned around, cupped his hands, and said with a trembling voice: "I have not failed the Prince's expectations. The Feng Shui formation is complete. The White Tiger baleful Qi will be continuously suppressed and can be cleared within two days!"

"By the time of the sacrifice to the river water god on the fifteenth of the fifth month to suppress it, we can ensure the stability of the Yangtze River for several years!"

"Good!"

The Prince of Near Wuchang patted the armrest of his chair, his eyes full of killing intent, and stood up: "Send troops immediately, bring those cannons, and wipe out the demons on the mountain!"

"Yes, Prince!"

The commander of the Near Wuchang Garrison immediately cupped his hands and left.

Zen Master Master Tongxuan also said: "Prince, several masters of the Shaolin Zen Sect and the monk group of my Baotong Zen Temple are guarding outside the Barbarian King's Tomb and will join the army to clear out the demons."

"Good, hahaha..."

The Prince of Near Wuchang was overjoyed. Looking at the Alligator Master who had not yet left, he smiled and said: "Don't worry, as long as you make contributions, after the war in the southwest, this King will personally request an imperial decree to confer a title on you and build a temple for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt he was a bit silly and said in a low voice to Master Tongxuan: "This... can it understand what this King says?"

"Thank... you..."

The Alligator Master puffed up her throat and said thank you with difficulty, then twisted her body, dived into the water with the Chinese alligators, and disappeared.

The Prince of Near Wuchang was happy, and others also found it strange.

An official from the Prince's Mansion stepped forward to flatter him, "The Prince is kind-hearted. With the help of the Chinese alligators, this matter will surely spread far and wide and be praised by people."

"That's an exaggeration."

The Prince of Near Wuchang smiled slightly, but his heart was proud.

This kind of thing would definitely be recorded by the Confucian scholars of the Wenjin Academy. If they wrote some famous masterpiece, perhaps it could be passed down for generations.

Chirp——!

Just then, the cry of an eagle sounded.

I saw a snow-white shadow flying through the rain, heroic and handsome; it was the only Gyrfalcon of the Near Wuchang Garrison.

Seeing this, the Prince of Near Wuchang frowned.

The Gyrfalcon was used for sending messages, unafraid of interception by other hawks and falcons, and flew extremely fast. Using it to send a message must be an urgent matter.

Sure enough, after the Gyrfalcon landed, Qiu Huang, the company commander of the Near Wuchang Garrison, immediately stepped forward, took off a cloth strip, and handed it over respectfully.

The Prince of Near Wuchang took a look, frowned, and said to Zen Master Master Tongxuan: "Master, the Lianxi Temple is being besieged by demons. What is their intention?"

Zen Master Master Tongxuan's face also changed slightly, "Not good, the experts of the Lianxi Temple are all guarding the Yellow Crane Tower at this moment. Please send troops to rescue them, Prince!"

"Hmm."

The Prince of Near Wuchang didn't talk nonsense and immediately ordered the Garrison army that had already set out to head to the Lianxi Temple.

And Zen Master Master Tongxuan also asked the Garrison to send a message to the remaining monks of the Baotong Zen Temple to go and support them, then boarded a boat and left.

Standing on the boat, he felt a sense of unease in his heart.

This time, the dragon boat race had many precautions, but they were still outmaneuvered by the other party, and they only sent some dead soldiers.

Now that the main force is besieging the Lianxi Temple, it is definitely not simple.

Could it be,

These demons still have means to turn the tables?

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Boom, boom, boom!

A thunderclap illuminated all directions.

Smoke filled the air, fire raged, and intertwined with the rain curtain, emitting a large amount of white smoke, making the vision even more blurry.

The originally elegant bamboo forest and creek had been stained red, and several nun corpses had fallen into the water, covered in ferocious wounds.

Squeak, squeak, squeak!

Accompanied by strange sounds, a strange insect similar to a centipede but with wings crawled out from the wounds of the corpses, vibrated its scales, and soared into the sky.

Where the strange insect passed, sewage flowed below, mixed with mud and blood, flowing on the stone slab road.

The firelight flickered in the rain, reflecting faces that were distorted and deformed; they were all nuns, each with empty eyes, and fear still remained on their stiff faces.

The strange insect vibrated its wings and landed on a clean and slender hand.

The owner of the hand was a woman, wearing a blue coarse cloth right-lapel top and black trousers, embroidered with lace, typical Miao clothing.

Her face was enchanting, her lips were blue, she wore an embroidered apron, and her neck was hung with a string of silver ornaments.

"Protector Wang, are we fighting or not?"

As soon as the woman opened her mouth, it was stiff official language. She played with the strange insect in her hand, clearly a bit impatient.

"Princess Yun, please be patient."

Protector Wang of the Heavenly Saint Sect looked at the woman, feeling some dread in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "That Red Red Mohe is of vital importance. If it is destroyed, the plan will fail completely."

He had only heard that people from the Tusi City would come to help, but he didn't expect it to be this woman.

Among the Ezhou Tusi, the one who directly led the rebellion was the Tangya Tusi City, which had the most powerful force.

The Tusi City Lord was named Tan Xiao Tianxiong.

The status of a Tusi's daughter is far higher than that of a Han woman, often honored as "Princess" or "Tusi Lady," and can even hold important positions or inherit the Tusi position.

The woman in front of him was Princess Tan Tan Yuner of the Tangya Tusi City, and also a disciple of the Falling Flower Gu Sect Protector, quite famous in the Some Jianghu.

This woman was vicious and poisonous, and he didn't dare to offend her.

Thinking of this, Protector Wang turned around and said gloomily: "Po Liu Han Ba, hand over the thing, and I will spare your life!"

In front, the Lianxi Temple gate tower was burning fiercely. A monk sat on the steps, covered in scars, holding a saber with one arm.

His eyes were cold, with firelight flickering, letting the rain pour over his whole body, and the blood at his feet dripped...

Second update at 12:00

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