Chapter 9
This contrast is simply!!!
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Great Yuan, Imperial Palace.
Recovering from the shock.
Temujin's expression was a bit complicated.
Thinking of the National Teacher's warning and the horror in his eyes before.
Just felt that the whole person was a bit numb.
Although there is more than one expert in the Great Yuan Dynasty besides Eight Masters.
There are even existences stronger than Eight Masters.
But can they do what Ximen Wudi did?
Only half a move to beat the National Teacher down from the realm, and even couldn't recover for thirty years?
Shook his head.
Temujin didn't think deeply anymore.
Or rather, he didn't want to investigate further.
Because he knew clearly in his heart.
The entire Great Yuan Dynasty did not have an existence that could compete with it!
Even.
Other countries in the Nine Provinces probably don't have such an extraordinary forbidden existence!
"Hoo~"
"Pass my order, quickly find the trace of the Green Dragon Society!"
"Must catch up before other countries and contact the Great Dragon Head of the Green Dragon Society!"
Silent for two seconds.
Temujin gave the order in a deep voice.
While speaking, rays of light flashed in his eyes!
He knew.
After this time.
The pattern of the Nine Provinces Continent will usher in drastic changes!
Or rather.
The Green Dragon Society, this mysterious and powerful force, might become the opportunity for the unification of the world!
Because.
No one knows what kind of foundation the Green Dragon Society still has!
But looking at it now.
Just the Great Dragon Head of the Green Dragon Society, Ximen Wudi, is enough to look down on the world and traverse the eight wildernesses and six harmonies!
Not to mention.
Under the Green Dragon Society, there are eleven halls!
Even the Hall Master of the 11th Hall is an Earth Immortal expert.
Then by analogy.
Would the remaining Hall Masters be too bad?
In addition.
The most important point is.
Who dares to guarantee that the Green Dragon Society only has eleven halls?!
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Great Qin, Xianyang Palace.
'Half a move has such terrifying power, this Great Dragon Head of the Green Dragon Society, could it be that he has already reached that step?'
Sweeping a glance at the ministers who collectively lost their voices.
Ying Zheng couldn't help but ponder secretly.
Although the twelve realms of martial dao have been circulating in the Nine Provinces Continent for a long time.
But even as the most powerful Qin country among the countries.
It only vaguely knows some scales and claws about the Celestial Human realm.
Going up.
Except for some well-known legends.
Even in the secret books, there is no news left.
But now.
The Heavenly Dao Golden List mentioned such an existence.
This had to make him think more.
'Forget it.'
'Since this person has such terrifying strength.'
'Then the Heavenly Dao Golden List will definitely have information about him!'
'Instead of guessing wildly here, it is better to wait quietly for the news of the Heavenly Dao Golden List.'
Frowning and thinking for a while.
Ying Zheng shook his head secretly, stopping the idea of continuing to think deeply.
Looking at the ministers who were still immersed in the shock and hadn't recovered.
He coughed lightly and said.
"The strength of the Green Dragon Society, I think you have already seen a thing or two from the Heavenly Dao Golden List."
"I only have one request."
"At all costs, recruit the Green Dragon Society into Qin!"
"If it really can't be done, don't let other countries win over the Green Dragon Society!!"
As soon as the majestic voice sounded.
The entire hall was silent.
Although the words "at all costs" seemed a bit too exaggerated.
But none of the ministers stood up to refute.
Obviously.
Under the exposure of the Heavenly Dao Golden List.
They can think of what the situation will be with their toes!
Therefore.
They bowed and saluted, and said loudly in unison.
"Your Majesty is wise!"
Great Han, a certain unknown mountain range.
An old man in simple clothes, looking at the content on the Heavenly Dao Golden List in the void.
A trace of shock and horror flashed in his pupils.
Then he frowned, and whispered in full confusion.
"There are people outside people, there is heaven outside heaven."
"I didn't expect that there would be such a terrifying forbidden existence in the Nine Provinces Continent."
"It's just... why didn't he receive the summons?"
After a long time.
The old man who had been thinking hard and couldn't figure out the reason, simply stopped investigating.
Instead, he closed his eyes slowly and continued to meditate.
Beside him.
Three books that looked already dilapidated were placed neatly.
013-The Song Emperor is furious, the Demon Master Pang Ban! (Seeking flowers, seeking tips)
Great Song, Shaolin Temple, Scripture Pavilion.
"Damn it! After lying dormant for so many years, all my efforts have gone to waste!"
Sensing a surge of unfamiliar memories suddenly appearing in his mind.
The Sweeping Monk—no, Murong Longcheng—not only felt no joy, but his expression changed drastically.
He cursed under his breath.
There was no time to examine the profound mysteries of the technique.
His entire figure vanished from the spot in an instant.
When he reappeared, he was already at the foot of Mount Shaoshi.
He cast a glance back toward the direction of the Scripture Pavilion.
In the end, he could only turn and leave in a fit of rage.
Although his current strength at the late stage of Land Immortal did not make him fear Shaolin,
and he was even confident he could retreat calmly even if the entire Shaolin Temple besieged him,
the problem was that his ambition to restore his kingdom had been exposed by the Heavenly Dao Gold List.
If he stayed here, did he really think the Song Emperor was made of clay?
Not long after he left,
a group of figures rushed over in a hurry.
The arrivals were none other than
the high monks of Shaolin, led by Xuan Ci.
Regrettably,
even though they had gathered men and swarmed over the moment they received the news,
despite their frantic haste, they were still a step too late.
Looking at the somewhat tattered broom lying quietly on the ground,
knowing full well that Murong Longcheng had already vanished without a trace,
the faces of Xuan Ci and the others turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
He knew
that this time,
the Great Song's Shaolin Temple was likely to become famous across the Nine Continents!
It was just that this "fame" sounded more like a joke no matter how one heard it!
At the thought that in the coming period,
the Great Song's Shaolin Temple would become the talk of the town for people across the Nine Continents,
and that even their prestige in the Great Song Jianghu would likely plummet because of this,
Xuan Ci felt a blockage in his chest.
He nearly couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of old blood!
With a heavy grunt, he gritted his teeth and flicked his sleeves, departing.
What he did not know was that
inside a certain window of the Scripture Pavilion,
a pair of eyes, intimately familiar to him, was quietly taking in the entire scene.
Those pupils, flashing with brilliant light, were filled with boundless excitement!
Meanwhile,
Gusu, Swallow Dock.
"Hahaha, so the ancestor is still alive! My Murong clan has hope for restoration!"
Looking at the content on the Heavenly Dao Gold List,
Murong Fu, who was quite famous in the Great Song Jianghu, had a face full of excitement.
His entire body was even trembling with agitation!
"Young Master, now is not the time to be happy."
"With the ancestor exposed by the Heavenly Dao Gold List, our situation has become precarious."
"In this subordinate's opinion, it is more important to escape first."
"If we are late, I fear trouble will arise!"
Feng Bo'e, standing to the side, was also full of joy,
but he had not forgotten their current predicament.
From the moment the Heavenly Dao Gold List exposed their ancestor,
the Murong family, which had already accumulated considerable prestige in the Great Song Jianghu, would surely instantly become like rats crossing the street.
If they did not seize the time to escape,
I fear it would not be long
before the entire Swallow Dock was surrounded by the righteous warriors of the Great Song!
Hearing these words,
Murong Fu shuddered.
The laughter in his mouth was cut short instantly, as if his throat had been gripped by an invisible hand.
His expression shifted between light and shadow for a moment,
and he hurriedly turned to instruct Feng Bo'e.
"There is no time to lose. Brother Feng, go quickly and tell Brother Bao and the others to pack up immediately."
"Understood, I'm going right now."
Feng Bo'e replied without a second thought,
then turned and hurried away.
But after taking only two steps, he seemed to think of something.
He paused slightly, his expression quite hesitant as he spoke.
"What about Miss Cousin and A-Zhu and A-Bi..."
He did not finish the rest of his sentence,
but Murong Fu understood his meaning instantly.
A trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes.
He remained silent for two heartbeats,
as if answering Feng Bo'e, or perhaps comforting himself with self-deception.
"Rest assured, they are merely weak women with no power to truss a chicken."
"Those fellows who always pride themselves on being righteous should not lay a hand on them."
Feng Bo'e nodded and said no more.
Great Song, Imperial Palace.
Withdrawing his gaze from the void,
Zhao Ji wore a gloomy old face, his eyes filled with rage.
He had not expected
that right under his own nose, there were such treacherous rebels plotting to usurp the throne!
Especially this ringleader, Murong Longcheng, who was a master at the late stage of Land Immortal!
If not for the exposure by the Heavenly Dao Gold List,
who knows what kind of threat they might have posed to the Great Song in the future!
At this thought,
Zhao Ji gave a cold grunt, his tone full of menace.
"Pass my decree: The Murong family intends to rebel. I order their house to be raided and their clan exterminated, leaving none alive!!"
"Your Majesty is wise!" ===== CHAPTER 37 =====
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