Chapter 460 God of Dharma: Zhao Duan, we meet again (6k)
Wow——
The huge dragon boat cut through the waves, and the elite sailors standing guard on all sides of the deck stared intently, not daring to look at the figure of the empress of the Yu Kingdom at the bow.
Xu Zhenguan's beautiful eyes scanned the secret report. There were not many words in the letter, and there were only a few key points.
They are "Zhao Duan is on the verge of death", "Governor Ning's reaction", and "Secret dispatch of the Wugong Hall".
"Your Majesty? But is there something going on ahead?" Behind her, Mochou, who was wearing a female official's robe, came over. She glanced at the empress' expression and said tentatively:
"Is it related to Mr. Zhao?"
Xu Zhenguan gently crushed the note with her delicate hands, slowly raised her red lips, and said, "He started scheming again."
What even Zhao Duan didn't know was that since he left the capital, the shadow guards along the way had been constantly passing on his latest "progress" to the empress.
Although the gold medal guard Wen Liang did not know Zhao Duan's specific plan, as an insider, this experienced master could easily detect the strangeness of "near death" and wrote it in a cryptic letter.
Xu Zhenguan looked to the south and said softly:
"The dog jumped over the wall, and someone finally couldn't help but use underhanded means to curse him to death. However, with the protection given by the World Honored One, and the pharmacist's methods of that shameless old woman in Prajna, how could he be trapped by a mere curse?"< br>
Mochou was stunned for a while after hearing this:
"Kill with a curse? Your Majesty, you are about to be enthroned. Do Prince Jing and his gang have the courage? Are they not afraid of revenge?"
Xu Zhenguan pursed her lips and did not answer. After thinking for a moment, she said:
"I will leave the fleet and secretly rush to Jianning Mansion in advance. You and Sun Lianying hide the news of my departure and continue to move forward according to the original plan."
Mochou was startled, but he heard the unquestionable tone in the empress's tone and had no choice but to nod:
"This slave obeys the order."
Xu Zhendian nodded, yawned and said:
"I'm tired. Let's go back to the cabin to rest. No outsiders are allowed to disturb me."
After saying that, she returned to the cabin and took a step forward in full view of everyone.
Immediately, she appeared out of thin air thousands of feet high in the sky, hiding in the dark clouds. The empress lowered her eyes and looked down. She saw a fleet of ships on the canal filled with sails.
She raised her hand and threw the Tai'a sword forward, stepped on the sword with both feet, and used the "sword flying" method to turn into a stream of light and speed towards Jianning Mansion:
"Hope nothing happens."
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The Shen family mansion.
Because "Second Master Shen" had been buried, the mourning hall was closed and the white cloths and white lanterns were removed.
The old lady was sitting in her room, half leaning in the red girl's arms, rubbing her temples.
There was a maidservant squatting underneath, beating the old woman's legs.
"Then Zhao Duan, is he really seriously ill?" The old lady asked in a calm tone after hearing the report from the family head.
The middle-aged head of the family was extremely excited and smiled:
"It has been confirmed. Our people went to Caoyun Yamen to visit with their own eyes, and combined with the information they found, there is absolutely nothing wrong."
"Keep a close eye on him. This person named Zhao was also reported to have died last time, but he was still alive and kicking." The old lady opened her eyes and asked:
"How did Ning Zechen react?"
The middle-aged head of the family said:
"I'm almost going crazy, as if I'm going to fight a decisive battle with us. I'm going to break the pot and throw the pot into pieces. If the life of the man surnamed Zhao was not in danger, Ning Zechen knew that he would not survive, so he wouldn't be like this."
"Well..." The old lady nodded. Although she was not yet convinced, she was already 70% convinced.
Not because of this news, but because of his trust in Prince Jing’s background.
However, the old woman did not feel much joy in having her great revenge avenged. Instead, she was filled with worries. Now she led the entire clan to bet on Prince Jing. If she failed, she would be in doom.
On the contrary, if the bet is successful, the glory of the Shen family can be continued for at least another hundred years.
This was a huge gamble, one that the old lady had never made before in her life.
"Feng Chan... Feng Chan..." The old lady muttered these two words. Because she understood the ceremony of Feng Chan, she was not worried that when the empress arrived, she would destroy the Shen family first.
But what happens after becoming a Zen monk...
The old lady took a deep breath and said: "Gather the clan members to discuss matters here."
She couldn't interfere with those that were too far away. All she could do now was to withstand the last round of attacks from the frantic Ning Zechen.
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Zhao Duan's serious illness seemed to be a signal, causing the entire Jianning Mansion to be shaken.
Even the sky has been gloomy for days with no light.
That's when all eyes were focused on the Caoyun Yamen.
In a private room of an inn in the city, Zhao Duan, who was looking at the scenery outside the window with his hands behind his hands, finally heard the information he needed.
"The location of the warlock group secretly summoned by Prince Jing's Mansion has been obtained. It is undoubtedly the Dharma God Sect. But the warlock who cast the spell on you is hiding in Prince Jing's Mansion." Eunuch Hai walked into the room and said to his back.
"Didn't you alert the enemy?" Zhao Duan asked.
The old eunuch in python robe gave him a sideways glance:
"Although our family is older than it was back then, there is not a single person in this city who wants to spy on our family's whereabouts."
Zhao Duan turned around and smiled: "My father-in-law is as brave as before."
The position of warlock is provided by the spy princess, Lu Yaner.
"What are you going to do next?" Eunuch Hai asked curiously.
Zhao Duan said: "Set off immediately to hunt the Dharma God Sect."
Eunuch Hai frowned and said: "In such a hurry? Without preparation, rashly mobilizing manpower will definitely arouse suspicion among those people."
Zhao Duan sighed:
"My illness can mislead the enemy for a few days at most. Especially after I used the trick of feigning death last time... If Prince Jing hadn't spent a lot of money, he might not have believed that I was really seriously ill... There is no need to hide it, Binggui With great speed, he can kill as many as he can.”
"Okay." Eunuch Hai responded, turned and left.
Zhao Duan turned around and tapped the railing lightly.
With the number of experts around him, even if he lacks understanding of the Dharma God Sect, it should not be a big problem.
The tight time also prevented him from checking the details of the information provided by Princess Lu.
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It is ten miles west of the city of Prince Jing's Mansion.
In a mountain col, there is a private garden house built.
Usually few people come here, but about half a month ago, a group of magicians were brought here by spies from Prince Jing's palace.
Enough food and daily necessities were prepared in the mansion, and the charlatans of the Dharma God Sect were ordered to stay here and not go out.
The "Fashen Sect", as the earliest organization established by the defected priests of Tianshi Mansion, has been around for nearly a hundred years.
The current leader, the sorcerer nicknamed "Dharma God" is extremely mysterious and extremely powerful. He is not the first "Dharma God" who established the organization, but his successor.
The Dharma God Sect recruits warlocks who worship various gods in the world, and the threshold for joining is extremely high.
Only those who have entered the realm of divine chapters can join, and because warlocks live longer than martial artists, they have accumulated over many years, and there are quite a lot of them.
But after all, we are people in the Jianghu, and the situations are different, so it is inevitable that there will be grievances. In the past, the magicians of the God of Law were scattered everywhere, but they lived in peace.
Now that they are forced to gather in one place for a long time, it is inevitable that they will conflict with each other.
On this day, after dinner, the magicians heard a quarrel coming from the courtyard, and they knew something was going on.
I saw two people arguing in the field. One was a little fat man. He looked young and had delicate limbs, but the weather between his brows clearly showed that his real age was much older than his appearance.
He carried a strange "ghost flag" on his shoulder, and there were gusts of wind as he walked. When he cursed, the illusory faces on the ghost flag also screamed together.
Creepy.
The other one was a tall, muscular "warlock" with a big beard.
This man was wearing a loose warlock robe, but it could not hide his strong muscles, and he had tiger-like eyes and dragon-like eyes. If he hadn't had his hair styled in a Taoist bun and wore a Taoist robe, no one would have connected him with a "warlock".
Only those with knowledge of the matter will understand that this is a rare "body refining warlock" in the warlock system.
"Xiong Ba, how many times have I told you that I didn't dig your mistress's grave? Are you deliberately trying to make an enemy of me by looking for trouble?" the little fat man yelled.
The body refining warlock said with a ferocious smile:
"You said it wasn't, so it wasn't? You put all the ghosts in the broken flags away, lined them up, and showed me, I will believe you!"
The little fat man was furious: "Are you looking for death?!"
With a "ding" sound, he hammered the end of the flagpole of the ghost flag to the ground, and the fierce ghosts circled and danced, choosing people to eat.
The tyrant was content and unafraid, twisting his wrists and head, making a "clicking" sound from his joints, his body muscles expanded, and thick black hair sprouted from his exposed body.
The fight is about to break out!
At this time, a wretched old Taoist priest with white hair ran out from the crowd and said with a smile: "You two, please give me some face. The leader is coming in a few days. Don't cause any unhappiness here."
The two ignored him.
The old Taoist priest's smile slowly froze, and his eyes became a little crazy. He suddenly stretched out his hand to unbutton the "buttons" of the Taoist robe: "You two don't give the old Taoist face, the old Taoist will not be happy."
What could he do if he wasn't happy... The little fat man and Xiong Ba turned to look at him at the same time, only to see the old Taoist priest unbuttoning his robe and unfolding the two pieces of clothing with his hands like a hawker.
I saw that the inside of the Taoist robe was actually densely sewn with various colorful talismans, at least hundreds of them.
"Hiss..."
The crowd of onlookers gasped and dispersed.
Xiong Ba and Little Fatty also froze in place, no one wanted to fight with the Talisman Warlock with sufficient firepower.
When the atmosphere was tense, a face suddenly protruded from a stone in the courtyard, and then a warlock emerged from the stone.
"The Man in the Stone" said: "The leader has arrived."
All the warlocks in the entire courtyard were shocked and were busy waiting in a circular queue in the courtyard. The three warlocks in the confrontation also stopped.
After a while, a strange circular array slowly lit up on the ground in the courtyard, and the light faded away.
A middle-aged man with long hair and a mysterious temperament appeared out of thin air.
His appearance is not unusual, and his biggest feature is that he has no beard and wears a gray, non-special robe, which gives people a very "pure" feeling.
He is very different from the strange warlocks with different abilities in the courtyard.
"See the leader!"
The man in the stone took the lead and everyone saluted.
"Dharma God" nodded slightly: "Get up."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and the little fat man smiled and said: "Chief, I thought you would arrive a few days late."
Xiongba crossed his arms and said, "When will the leader arrive? Do I still need to explain to you?"
"Dharma God" ignored their bickering and asked indifferently: "How is the situation now?"
The old Taoist priest who hid the talisman inside his clothes like a CD said:
"It will take a few days for the empress to arrive. Prince Jing has found a white-clothed sect's conjurer from nowhere, as if he is dealing with that Zhao Duan. I can't understand the rest without leaving home."< br>
The "Dharma God" nodded and was about to give a lecture when he suddenly frowned and looked out of the eastern mountain forest with feeling. The face that had always been as cold as a stone in the snow actually showed a bit of surprise and weirdness: "Someone is coming."
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"Sir, that's the village in front."
In a forest, Northland Swordsman Lang Shiba pointed at the mansion in the distance revealed through the gap in the woods:
"As mentioned in the intelligence, the residence of the magicians sent by the God of Law is right here."
Zhao Duan stared ahead, as if observing.
Behind him are Eunuch Hai, Tang Jinzhong, Ji Yue, Song Jinxi and other great masters.
Prajna Bodhisattva stayed in the Caoyun Yamen on the grounds that he only treated illnesses and would not participate in the killings, and Zhao Duan did not force him.
After all, the Fashen Sect is not an organization of evil sorcerers, and the Bodhisattva of Shenlong Temple is sensitive to his status, so it is indeed difficult to take action against him.
She was simply left to protect Ning Zechen. As for Qian Kerou and other Lihuatang Jinyi, they were also left behind by Zhao Duan because of their inferior strength.
For this trip, only the most elite masters in the martial arts hall were selected.
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"Sir, would you like me to go in first and check out the situation?" Song Jinxi volunteered. As an assassination master, he is also the best scout.
Zhao Duan thought for a while, shook his head and said:
"No need. Warlocks have many methods. The detection methods of our warriors are not easy to work, and it is very easy to alert the enemy. We just rush in together and try to kill as many as possible."
This decision may seem reckless, but it is actually a sign of confidence in absolute strength.
With the team around him, as long as they don't encounter a strong person in the "Heaven Realm", they are not afraid of any enemy.
Even if there is an accident, at least there is no problem in protecting yourself.
In this case, why bother to alert the enemy?
"Do it!" Zhao Duan pulled up the scarf on his face and covered half of his face. With a wave of his hand, all the masters behind him also covered their faces. Silently and with a murderous aura, they quickly approached the mansion ahead.
However, when everyone jumped into the mansion, the expected fighting did not appear, and the entire mansion was quiet.
There wasn't a single person in sight, it was completely empty.
"No one? Why no one? Is the information wrong?" Song Jinxi was surprised.
Tang Jinzhong closed his eyes and quietly felt the mana fluctuations in the air that had not dissipated. He suddenly opened his eyes and said:
"They left not long ago, and just now, there are still traces of the spell being released!"
So alert? Did Prince Jing find out about my leaving the city? Inform these people in advance of the transfer?
Zhao Duan frowned, but felt something was wrong.
At this time, the expression of the old eunuch in the python robe suddenly changed: "Be careful!"
Zhao Duan was startled when he heard a rustling sound. He looked up and saw a famous warlock walking out of the forest highlands centered on the mansion.
This group of warlocks were all holding staffs and weapons, and they looked prepared.
A group of them were actually "surrounded".
"Protect your lord!" The priests in the Wugong Hall formed a concentric circle formation, firmly protecting Zhao Duan in the center.
However, this group of warlocks did not take action immediately, but looked at a certain location.
Zhao Duan looked around and saw an ordinary gray-robed warlock with long hair and a beardless face standing on a hill.
"Leader of the Dharma God Sect!" Eunuch Hai's unprecedentedly solemn voice echoed in his ears.
Dharma God Sect? That mysterious "leader"? According to rumors, that mysterious master whose strength is only in the "celestial realm"?
Zhao Duan subconsciously said: "Clone?"
According to Zhao Ya's data, the leader of the Fashen Sect often walks outside in a "doppelganger".
Eunuch Hai didn't look at him, he just stared at him and said, "It doesn't look like that."
It doesn't look like... Could it be that the real person has arrived? Yes, it is not difficult to understand that if Prince Jing deliberately sabotaged the Zen ceremony, he would invite this master... But... why did the princess's information not mention such important news?
Is it that Lu Yan'er doesn't know, or...that there is something wrong with Lu Yan'er?
Infernal Affairs? Was he ambushed in today's raid?
Zhao Duan's thoughts were ups and downs, but he had no time to think, so he only shouted one word:
"Withdraw!"
However, the leader of the Dharma God Sect on the top of the mountain seemed to smile, stretched out his right hand condescendingly, and grabbed it from the air.
After Zhao Duan's death, Tang Jinzhong, the worshiper of the World Realm, suddenly disappeared, and the place where he originally stood was replaced by a big tree that appeared out of thin air!
At the same time, in the surrounding mountains and forests, a tree suddenly disappeared. Tang Jinzhong, holding a long knife, stood in the crater left by the big tree in shock!
"Changing buckets and moving stars?"
Zhao Duan was stunned for a moment, and remembered that the information he had read mentioned that the leader of the Fa Shen Sect also worshiped the "Dao of Heaven", and it was suspected that he had obtained some magical abilities related to "space" from the Dao of God.
At this moment, the "Dharma God" did not attack, but just grabbed the tree and exchanged positions with Tang Jinzhong.
Next, "Dharma God" followed the same pattern and caught him several times in the air.
With pure white eyes, wearing red wet clothes, Ji Yue, who was deeply frightened, was replaced by the stone on the side of the mountain.
Lang Shiba, holding a machete and with a weathered face, was replaced by a bush.
In the blink of an eye.
Of the four “worldly” realm guards around Zhao Duan, only Eunuch Hai is left!
He clearly saw circles of illusory golden light rippling around the old eunuch's body. No matter how many times the "Dharma God" grabbed him, he couldn't catch him!
"Let's go! I'll deal with him. You flee back to the city immediately! Don't stay!" Eunuch Hai used the method of "sound transmission" to send the voice into Zhao Duan's sea of consciousness.
Zhao Duan's expression changed slightly and he wanted to speak.
Just listen to Eunuch Hai saying quickly:
"Our family knows that you have a trump card, but how long can you last with this little magic power? Our family had a fight with this magic god's clone last year. This person is extremely strong, and his real form is probably not inferior to ours at its peak. If you stay
You don’t have to think about me and others. You are the only one these people want to kill. If you stay, we must fight to the death to protect you. On the contrary, if you can run away, we can disperse and evacuate.
No matter how crazy the people of the Dharma God Sect are, they will not risk their lives just to fight with us. As long as you leave, there will be no fight... Don't be indecisive and insist on staying... Eh? ”
Eunuch Hai had just finished speaking a series of words when he saw Zhao Duan was like an arrow leaving the string, pulling out an afterimage with all his strength and running away in the direction of the loosest encirclement.
Before the others could react, they had already fled into the woods in the blink of an eye.
"..." Eunuch Hai was silent for a moment, with a smile of appreciation and relief on his lips, and then shouted:
"Cover Zhao Shaobao!"
"Yes!"
A group of martial arts halls worshiped in response.
Tang Jinzhong jumped out of the tree pit and was about to charge down when he saw Xiong Ba, a burly and muscular body refining warlock standing in front of him.
"I really want to see the inheritance of the God of War."
Black hair sprouts from Xiongba's body, and he has a tendency to degenerate into a humanoid black bear.
Tang Jinzhong sneered and struck out with his knife: "Death!"
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Jiyue glanced around her, controlled the current, and was about to sneak away quietly. There was a sudden "ding" in front of her, and a ghost flag filled with a ghostly aura was pierced into the mountain.
A little fat man walked out with a smile, rubbing his fat hands, staring at Jiyue with excitement and greed:
"Okay, this is good. Girl, you are born to be a water ghost. I have been praying for a good water ghost for many years, and finally I am waiting for you. Come into my banner!"
Jiyue's face turned cold.
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"Hey, wait a minute, this strong man. How about giving the poor Tao some face and not taking action?"
Lang Shiba held the scimitar and stared at the old Taoist priest who suddenly appeared in front of him with a wretched face and unbuttoned the collar of his clothes while talking.
I felt a chill and slashed away with a knife.
"Don't talk about martial ethics!"
The wretched old Taoist priest screamed strangely, raised his hand and pointed, and a yellow paper talisman flew out along his finger, burned in the air and condensed into a huge illusory dagger, which collided with the scimitar.
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at the same time.
Around the mountain forest, a number of famous magician sects tried to stop Zhao Duan, but Song Jinxi led a group of powerful masters to block him again and again, opening up an unblocked escape path for Zhao Duan.
In the chaos of the battle, only Eunuch Hai remained motionless, his eyes fixed on the "Dharma God".
"The God of Dharma" looked down at the old eunuch with cold eyes and said:
"You are old and are no match for me."
Hai Chunlin laughed, jumped up, and handed out a scarlet long sword from his sleeve:
"Being old or not, it doesn't matter if you say so. Hmm, how dare you call yourself the 'God of Dharma' even if you are just a hidden person? It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous."
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run!
Run!
Attack with all your strength!
In the mountains and forests.
Zhao Duan's Qi sea roared, and Qi all over his body rolled like a tide, flowing along his limbs and bones.
The entire body was like an overclocked machine, squeezing the top-level cultivation of the divine seal to the extreme, and ran towards Jianning Fucheng.
Because of the cover of the large group of guards, no warlock could follow him, and Zhao Duan soon left the battlefield far behind.
However, he did not relax at all. Instead, his nerves became more and more tense. As he ran, he hid all kinds of methods in his sleeves.
Including the teleportation orb that Zhenbao gave him a long time ago, he also quietly held it, but did not choose to crush it.
He clearly remembered that the teleportation orb was randomly transmitted. At the same time, he also remembered that the warlock who worshiped the god of death could make the target's luck worse through curses.
He had some doubts that the reason why he met the leader of the Dharma God Sect today was because of the "Lost God" curse, which caused him to suffer bad luck.
"The World Honored One's Green Lotus can help me heal my body, but it shouldn't be able to help me change the bad luck that was 'blessed' by the god of death... Why didn't I realize this before? Is it also the function of bad luck? Well, there is also It’s because I have too little experience in dealing with these evil sorcerers..."
"If my guess is correct, then if I crush the teleportation orb, the most likely possibility is that it will be teleported directly back to the encirclement of the Dharma God Sect..."
Zhao Duan's thoughts flickered, and he didn't know how long he had been running.
Just when he rushed out of the forest and saw the gate of Jianning Mansion.
Suddenly, he came to a sudden stop and stopped.
Staring straight ahead, a figure appeared silently.
The middle-aged warlock who claimed to be the "God of Dharma" stood with his hands behind his back and looked at him quietly, with some inexplicable meaning hidden in his eyes.
"Dharma God" smiled slightly and said meaningfully:
"Zhao Duan, we meet again."
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(End of chapter)