MTL - Please Kill the Demon-Chapter 747 I have my own arrangements [two in one]

  Chapter 747 I have my own arrangements [two in one]

   On Xingdao, the town is full of greenery.

  Hong Jufeng sat in front of his father's spiritual throne, with a solemn expression, wearing armor under his filial piety. Looking at Hong Zhenyuan's coffin, his eyes were full of flames of hatred.

   "Young master..." An elder from the sect walked into the mourning hall, hesitated for a while, and then shouted: "The banquet is open."

  Before Hong Zhenyuan was assassinated, he was planning to attack the quarry islands. It happened that all the troops guarding the outer islands of his sect were called back. Although it didn’t help in catching the assassins, fortunately, it was convenient to hold the banquet.

  Zhen Xingdao spent the night there, and the next day the funeral arrangements were made. The white cloth was covered, the coffin was filled, and the whole island waited for the food to be served.

   "I'm not going." Hong Jufeng shook his head, bowed his head and said, "I'm not in the mood to eat."

  He knelt on the ground, like a melancholy mountain of meat.

"Young master!" Another waiter on the island stepped forward and persuaded him earnestly: "You have eaten a suckling pig, a pot of meat porridge, two baskets of dim sum, and four pots of broth since yesterday... not enough for a normal meal. You are starving and skinny! Even if you are sad because of your father, you can’t stop thinking about food..."

"I don't have any thoughts other than avenging my father now. If I don't avenge my father, how can I be human?!" Hong Jufeng said indignantly, paused, his nose twitched twice, and asked in a low voice: "Is there a roasted lamb?" ?"

"They are all golden sheep from the Western Regions. They are roasted fragrant and oily, and the meat is tender. They were originally prepared for the celebration banquet after the victory, and it happens to be held today." The servant replied: "Why don't you leave some for the young master?" A leg of lamb? How much to fill the belly."

   "Put more garlic in the ingredients." Hong Jufeng replied quickly without changing his expression.

   "Yes." The valet ordered, and turned around to prepare.

Another two elders from the sect came up to them and comforted them: "It's not a solution for the young master to eat indecently like this. The assassin's realm is high and his whereabouts are a mystery. I don't know when he will be caught. He didn't wait for the day of revenge. The body is about to collapse first."

"Elders, although I am young, I am not an innocent child anymore." Hong Jufeng turned around, looked through the door, and looked into the distance coldly: "Since the assassin uses Qiyin to kill the body, he is naturally practicing Heavenly star magic. The inheritance of the seven kills is hard to find, but aren’t there only a few descendants of the skystar?”

"Tianwangzong, Tianshu Pavilion, Haiwangzong..." He gritted his teeth and counted the enemies, "These celestial veins have long regarded our town Xingdao as a traitor, and now there is a dispute between the ten lands. Only the Taisui Dao can compete with us." We town Xingdao, they naturally regard our sect as a thorn in their side and a thorn in their flesh."

   "But they shouldn't, they shouldn't, they shouldn't attack my father directly!"

"Young master, don't dare to talk nonsense." Several elders hurriedly said: "Those families belong to the nine heavens and ten places. If there is no evidence, how can we make such an assertion? Even if we know it in our hearts, but... oh, but What can we do?"

  Everyone sighed one after another, but they also felt powerless.

   To start a war with the Heavenly Stars, let alone their small town of Xingdao, even Daddy Penglai would not dare to make such a statement easily.

  In fact, the forces of Penglai have not been able to set foot in the land of Kyushu in these years. The biggest obstacle is the imperial court of Yu Kingdom, which is the group of stars and veins.

"Those sects are put on hold for now, but the Caishi Islands cannot be let go." Hong Jufeng said heavily: "If it is not to attack the Caishi Islands, how can my father give the assassin the opportunity? The enemy is hard to get rid of, Let’s take the quarrying islands first! The hatred in my heart must be vented!”

   "That's okay..." Several elders also agreed with this.

  Compared with the stars and veins, the rocking soldiers and horses of the Caishi Islands are soft persimmons. Even if there are a few people from Shushan, so what?

  The real strong men on Mount Shu all have names and surnames, and they must not openly get involved in the East China Sea. When some unknown soldiers came, Zhen Xingdao rushed forward, killing them for nothing.

   Now that Hong Zhenyuan is dead, Zhenxing Island is in turmoil, and a foreign war is needed to establish the prestige of the new master. If you don't stand up at this time, the pressure from all directions is likely to test you.

  The Quarry Islands are perfect targets.

   "This is for brothers to gather together, let's fulfill my father's last wish and attack the quarry islands!" Hong Jufeng stood up abruptly, "Leave no one alive!"

   "My lord, here comes the leg of lamb—" Several servants over there came outside the mourning hall carrying a few big golden and moist lamb legs.

   "Hehe." Hong Jufeng sneered, "This leg of lamb has just been roasted, and it's still a little hot. It's just right to eat it when I come back after I capture the Quarry Islands!"

  …

   On the Quarry Islands, the mist is long.

   Patriarch Mayfly sat on the top of the mountain, closed his eyes, adjusted his breath, and practiced cultivation.

  Every time he breathes out, countless red fluorescent spots radiate from his mouth and nose, and countless red fluorescent spots are sucked back into his body. But in a short while, it has condensed into a misty red mist.

  A faint mist shrouded Caishi Island, and the scene was quite strange. Fortunately, there were no people on this island, the huge Zhanshan Beast and the few people who refined the spirit stone mine were all underground, and Du Wuhen was the only company with the Mayfly Patriarch.

  A slender black figure in the red mist made the scene even more frightening.

  When the people from Xingdao town came from afar, they saw such a scene. But when they landed, the situation changed again.

  Patriarch Mayfly noticed a large number of practitioners coming from a distance, he immediately took a deep breath, inhaled all the red mist on the island, and then said: "I don't know who is coming, don't disturb them."

   "I'll go and have a look." Du Wuhen flew forward, then quickly turned back, and landed next to Patriarch Mayfly, saying: "Second brother, the person who came was not kind."

   "Brother, don't panic, I'll go check it out." Mayfly Patriarch reassured.

   In front of him, he saw giant beasts rowing the waves, fierce birds soaring into the sky, and many Xingdao masters covering the sky and the sun. Hong Jufeng landed on Caishi Island first, but only saw two strange figures, one old and one black.

  He was closely followed by several strong men, striding forward.

   "The people on this island escaped early?" Hong Jufeng asked the Mayfly ancestor ahead.

"No." Mayfly Patriarch responded with a smile: "It's just that this place is remote, and no one lives here. You come here with great fanfare, but what's important? Can you tell the old man if it's convenient? After all, I Entrusted to take care of this place."

   "Hehe." Hong Jufeng looked at him, and suddenly sneered twice.

  The ancestor Mayfly was afraid of disturbing outsiders, so he restrained his evil spirit. At the moment, he looks like a timid old man who is afraid of getting into trouble.

   "It seems that those Fuyao people and Shushan people also know that they are afraid, and only one old man is left here." The elder Zhenxingdao behind him also laughed.

   poof—

   Laughter continued, when Hong Jufeng pulled out a golden pestle from his hand, and stabbed the pestle into Patriarch Mayfly's heart.

   "Second brother!" Du Wuhen beside him exclaimed.

   "If you want to take revenge, remember to find the person who made you stay here." He said grimly, and pulled out the golden pestle with a flip of his hand and a snort.

   Just when he was about to step on the corpse and continue to land on the island, he was surprised to find that the old man hadn't fallen down, but was standing where he didn't even change his expression, but there was some confusion in his eyes.

   There is indeed a hole in his heart, but there is not even a drop of blood, only a little red fluorescence, which seems to be slowly repairing it.

   "Little brother, I have no grievances with you, why did you attack me?" Mayfly Patriarch sighed: "This is very bad behavior."

   "And obviously you attacked me, why did you ask me to seek revenge from others?" He continued: "Hatred is also a very bad thing."

  Under Hong Jufeng's incomprehensible gaze, Mayfly Patriarch continued: "If you have something to do, you can tell me, within the scope of your ability..."

   poof—

   Before he finished speaking, Hong Jufeng pierced his abdomen with a pestle again.

  When the golden pestle was pulled out again, there was still a hole left, and a little bit of fluorescent light gathered.

   "I will help you within the scope of my ability." Mayfly Patriarch continued: "Why do you have to attack me? Why do you have to do something if you can't communicate and resolve it properly?"

   "If there is anything wrong with me... Even if I don't, I can apologize to everyone first, can you stop..."

   poof—

  This time, Hong Jufeng directly pierced the face of Patriarch Mayfly, leaving half of his face hollow.

   Behind him, Du Wuhen couldn't bear to watch, stepped forward and said: "This is the territory of Shushan Hongmian Peak, we are entrusted to take care of it here, if you want to make trouble, you'd better find another place."

   "Hmph." Hong Jufeng shouted suddenly: "You are the ones who will be killed! Brothers go to the island, no one will be left alive!"

  If he was alone, Du Wuhen would definitely not be afraid, but with the army behind him and several strong men joining forces, how could Du Wuhen resist the enemy? He was immediately forced to fly back by the air wave, and at the same time he said loudly: "Second brother, hurry up!"

  Boom—

   Before he could look over, Patriarch Mayfly had already been trampled down by a heavy animal hoof, and his entire body was trampled like mud.

  After Du Wuhen's Qingfeng Shenniao left, his combat strength was halved, and he was immediately in danger. He was about to be defeated and killed, so he could only shout for his second brother to shoot.

  If he didn't bark, maybe the people in Xingdao Town would be afraid of that old man just now, after all, he looks very weird. But the more he yelled like that, the more reassured the people in Xingdao Town were. You are only a sixth-level peak, how powerful can someone be your younger brother?

  There is no reason in the world that the second brother is better than the eldest brother.

But as they repeatedly killed Du Wuhen, the mayfly ancestors that had turned into a "bump" on the ground emitted a faint red fluorescence again, as if a firefly was flying, and a little bit of red light radiated out. It turned into a cloud of blood-colored mist.

   It's just like Kirishima before.

  Between breaths, all the Zhenxing disciples who had landed on Caishi Island were all shrouded in red fluorescence.

   There seemed to be a whispering voice in the mist, whispering something softly, as if some terrible demon whispered. But if you walk into the fog, you'll hear the whispers...

   "Why do you have to attack me?"

   "How bad is this?"

   "Can't everyone be more polite?"

  …

   "As a son of man, when Fang was young."

   "Teacher and friend, learn etiquette."

   "..."

  Among the lush mountains and fields, there are quaint and continuous academies, from which the sound of reading can be heard, carrying some kind of tranquil magic.

  A woman in a red brocade and gold robe, with a slender body and a heroic face, with her hair hanging down her waist and a long ponytail, came outside the gate wall of the academy.

   "I didn't know that the sixth princess was coming, so please forgive me for being disappointed." A person came out from inside and apologized warmly.

  This person is dressed in a plain Confucian shirt, gentle and elegant, with bright eyes. He is the former chief of Shenglong Academy and now the master of Yushan Academy, Zhang Chen.

  The woman on the opposite side is Princess Jingyang of the Yu Dynasty, ranking sixth.

  In this generation, there are three dragons with the destiny of the gods, the second prince Xia Qi, the sixth prince Xia Shu, and the thirteenth prince Xia Luo.

  The thirteenth prince was killed by Chu Liang, and then the second prince became the prince, and then the sixth princess also participated in royal affairs, with outstanding abilities and was highly valued. In fact, she has always been the most talented royal descendant of this generation. If she were not a daughter, the crown prince would definitely not be left behind.

  The sixth princess, who is now in charge of her own affairs, came to Yushan Academy.

   "It's not a formal visit, so there's no need to be so polite." The sixth princess responded lightly, looking at Zhang Chen with clear eyes.

  The two of them can be considered to have some relationship. At the beginning, Zhang Chen was the first to reject the emperor's marriage offer, which added the first fire to her later reputation of "unable to marry".

   We have met several times on various occasions since then, but today is their first private conversation.

"Yushan Country Academy, a remote place, the sixth princess condescends to come here, presumably there is something important to order." Zhang Chen always has a gentle smile on his face, no matter when and where, it seems that these years have not changed .

   "This time I am recruiting Mangshan City, the emperor will entrust me with all the contact matters." The sixth princess looked at him and said, "Including the promised competition for the ten sects, I will also contribute."

   "The sixth princess is extremely talented, and it's normal to be reused." Zhang Chen said softly.

"In the past two days, I have started to study the opponents competing for the sects of the ten lands, and two of them are very strange to me." The sixth princess said: "I will not mention the Talisman Sect pushed by Shushan, it is simply nonsense, there will be no Any possibility... The second is your Yushan Academy, if it is completely unqualified, it is not. But as a fairy school, your academy..."

  She scanned the inside and outside of the academy behind her, with some amusement in her eyes.

   "Yushan Academy can indeed be regarded as a fairy gate, because the students here are both Confucianism and Legalism, and there are quite a few seeds of immortality among them." Zhang Chen replied: "Given time, it will surely surprise the world."

   "But you also said that it will take time." The sixth princess frowned and said, "There isn't even a seventh realm here right now?"

   "Yes." Zhang Chen said, paused for a while, and said again: "I."

   "Huh?" The sixth princess was slightly surprised, "You already asked?"

   "I had a little epiphany not long ago, and I was lucky enough to find a corner of the avenue." Zhang Chen smiled modestly and let out a little breath.

  The sixth princess only felt a burst of majestic righteousness rising from his whole body, and the Confucian shirt was slightly raised, swelling mightily.

   "Righteousness." She recognized the source of this rhyme.

   What Zhang Chen suddenly realized was one of the most traditional avenues of Confucianism, the avenue of righteousness.

  It is extremely difficult to practice this way, and the key is to seek the original heart. It may not be possible for one person to prove it in hundreds of years. It is the kind of rare way to break through the difficulty of the seventh realm and the even more difficult one of the eighth realm. The principal and vice presidents of the current Shenglong Academy are not in charge of this way.

   Unexpectedly, Zhang Chen actually did it.

  At his age, the sixth princess should have been a hundred times as surprised as she is now. But because of the frequent appearance of monsters in their generation, Zhang Chen was already behind, so the shock faded a lot.

   After a while, the sixth princess said again: "But this is not enough."

   "Nowadays there are many great Confucians in the world, and if the dean raises his arms, many Confucian cultivators will gather here. You don't have to worry about this." Zhang Chen said.

  The model of Confucianism cultivators is different from that of ordinary immortal sects. They study in academies but after all they have to travel around to study, to experience the world, and to make a difference. They are not inherited like ordinary sects.

  Because of this, Confucianism Cultivators have never had a strong sense of existence in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

  But now they seem to have some kind of change, and they are starting to fight for more right to speak.

   "But what does the dean think?" The sixth princess asked again: "He hasn't entered the palace for a long time."

  As the leader of the Confucian school, the dean and the imperial court must always maintain a tacit understanding. This is the real purpose of the sixth princess who came here today. She passed Yushan Academy to test the dean's attitude.

   "Dean's thoughts..." Zhang Chen glanced into the distance, and replied: "It's hard for students to know."

   Then he asked again: "But I'm also curious, the imperial court closed Mangshan City, but what's the plan?"

   "It's hard for me to know what my father thinks." The sixth princess replied directly.

   It was a small response to Zhang Chen's non-answer.

   Immediately, she asked again: "So even if the court comes forward, you don't plan to withdraw, do you?"

   "Since you have participated, there is no reason to quit." Zhang Chen said gently and firmly.

   "Then we must be prepared. Elections in the ten regions will be held in a few days. I heard that the master of Zhenxing Island has been assassinated." The sixth princess said: "The murderous intention has already begun, and no one will talk about benevolence and justice!"

  Zhang Chen nodded.

  He also knew in his heart that all the sects participating in the competition this time were fighting hard, and no one would retreat! Amidst the turbulent undercurrents, the level of bloodshed is no less than that of a war!

  …

   "Mr. Huan, try the hairy belly."

   "Mr. Huan, here's a meatball."

   "It's been a long time since I came to Shushan, and I didn't invite you to eat our special hot pot. It's really rude."

   "You just open up to eat, and today we are happy and happy."

   "..."

  On the second floor of Hongyuefang, at this moment, the high-level executives of Hongmian Peak are gathering to entertain Huan Leisheng, the head teacher of the Fulu Sect.

  Under the operation of Chu Liang, the first batch of talismans made by Fu Tianpan were put into the market, and they made considerable profits, opening a stable channel for Hongmian Peak to return blood.

   And the one who contributed the most to all of this is naturally Huan Leisheng.

   Today's celebration here is for Huan Leisheng.

   "You don't have to be so polite, I'm really... flattered." Huan Leisheng waved his hands again and again.

  In addition to Chu Liang, people like Wen Yulong and Shushan Sibatian were all old people who followed Chu Liang in the early days of their business. Although Huan Leisheng is higher than them in terms of seniority and cultivation, his status on Hongmian Peak is definitely not as good as a few others. He also knew that his position was to work for Chu Liang, so he was always humble.

   "Hey, hey, hey!" Lin Beilang laughed, and said, "We're all buddies, so why not be surprised, just open your mouth and eat more and you'll be done."

   "This is your celebration banquet, of course I have to praise you." Shang Ziliang also said.

   "I have learned a lot during the development of the talisman disk together with my senior. Senior, I must toast you." Wen Yulong raised his glass.

   "With Fu Tianpan, our pressure has dropped sharply. Senior Huanlei is indeed a great nobleman of our Hongmian Peak. I would like to offer you a toast." Class A also toasted.

   "..." Class B picked up a few slices of fresh mutton, and ate them together with the tribute dishes.

"Everyone really don't want to be like this. Since I work for Chu Shaoxia, I should do my best. If everyone does this, I will look like an outsider." Huan Leisheng said with a smile: "What's more, I shouldn't thank me for making a talisman plate. Instead, I should thank Mr. Chu."

   "Hey, I just made a small contribution." Chu Liang also waved his hand and smiled.

"However, Mr. Chu..." Huan Leisheng frowned again and asked: "I haven't made time to ask before, the general election of the ten sects will be held soon, and we haven't made any preparations yet, it's okay ?"

   "Hehe." Chu Liang smiled at his question, thought for a while, and then said: "Mr. Huan, we call it the same thing."

   "It doesn't matter if the other things remain the same, but I still don't have a single disciple in my Talisman Sect." Huan Leisheng hesitated and said: "Who's immortal sect has only one bare-handed teacher, so is it really okay to run for ten sects like this?"

   It’s right if you can’t.

  What we want is this effect.

  Chu Liang smiled slightly, it was hard to say that he wanted the Talisman Sect to show up on purpose, but he just comforted him: "Mr. Huan, don't worry, I have my own arrangements."

good evening.

  (end of this chapter)