Chapter 128 The Great Law of Bliss
Zhao Changhe killed Fa Yuan with an arrow, and Yue Hongling was not idle either. She quickly recovered and flashed her sword, and all the other monks present were beheaded.
Zhao Changhe raised his head and glanced at the sky. The Book of Troubled Times did not flash.
He killed a ninth-level opponent and didn't even dodge... He scratched his head and understood immediately.
The Qianlong Ranking is for assessing martial arts potential, not for reporting performance. This long-range sneak attack killed a seriously injured and defenseless enemy. What does it have to do with potential...the potential of seizing the opportunity? The 88th ranking should also have this performance, which will not lead to a change in evaluation.
Yue Hongling leaned over and looked at the woman who was still writhing and moaning on the ground, her expression was very ugly.
As expected, the pubic area has been harvested. I don’t know which sect these poor women came from to travel around the world. Now they have become completely disabled, and their lives are worse than death.
This is the so-called secret method of "quick recovery".
Even so, when they saw Zhao Changhe coming, they all smiled coquettishly and entangled him to beg for sex, but Zhao Changhe nodded expressionlessly on their sleeping points and put them aside.
"Maitreya Cult..." Yue Hongling gritted her silver teeth and stabbed the sword **** the ground: "I will not be a human being until I uproot this demonic sect!"
Just like that, she swung the sword and the wound on her shoulder began to ooze blood again. She gritted her teeth and stroked her shoulder without saying anything.
Zhao Changhe sighed and said: "Your injury is only on your shoulder. It seems to be nothing, but it is actually inconvenient to move. It is better to rest more. If you have the strength, you might as well put some clothes on them and send them out later. This matter It’s not convenient for me to do it.”
Yue Hongling glanced at him, then lowered her head and said, "Changhe... you are a gentleman."
"No, I wanted to hug you as soon as I sat on your back, and I wanted to hug you even more just now." Zhao Changhe said no more, "I actually want to hug you now."
Yue Hongling was startled, but didn't say anything. She just silently dressed the sleeping woman on the ground.
This attitude... Zhao Changhe looked at her slender figure, and the thoughts in his mind were suppressed again and again. In the end, he couldn't say anything more aggressive. He pursed his lips and thought for a long time, then walked to the Buddha statue to search for something.
Sure enough, I quickly found a secret box, and when I opened it I found a list of officials who believed in Maitreya Religion in Yangzhou, as well as letters exchanged between Fa Yuan and the leader of the religion.
Zhao Changhe breathed a sigh of relief and secretly thought that this time the "secret agent" duty had finally come to a perfect end. Tang Wanzhuang was afraid that it would be difficult for him to talk about the Liuhe Magic Skill with Long Que again in the future.
Immediately I felt that something was missing here... Zhao Changhe knocked his head, then turned around to search for Fa Yuan's body.
A lot of money, medicine, poison-quenching hidden weapons... As expected, there are also several secret books, all of which are the superior exercises of the Maitreya religion. One of them is the most eye-catching: "The Great Law of Bliss".
Yue Hongling dressed the woman, turned around and glared angrily: "You are not allowed to learn this evil method!"
"Previously, Nianhua Goddess said that there is a normal part of dual cultivation working together. It should be true. Their high-level practitioners can't always borrow from each other... and it can be slightly helpful for meridians, which is also reasonable. This is right for me. It's very important. I don't pretend to be a gentleman. Anyway, I, Lao Zhao, will have a wife in the future. It depends on how he uses it, so why should he reject her completely?"
Zhao Changhe didn't even blush. He stuffed the secret book into his arms and put it together with the gold foil.
Yue Hongling stared at him for a long time. You will have a wife, but why are you looking at me when you say this? Who are you thinking of using at this moment?
But at this moment, the fragrance of flowers is still lingering in the air. Everyone is still suppressing it in the bath of lustful poison, and there is always restlessness in their hearts.
Zhao Changhe's performance just now was really too perfect... At this moment, Yue Hongling couldn't really say anything except pretending to be angry.
If Zhao Changhe took advantage of the atmosphere and said, "Hey, Sister Yue, asked me to help you look at your wound," Yue Hongling didn't know if she would give in half-heartedly, so she said, "You are a gentleman," and wanted to put on her hat. I hope he doesn't mess around.
But he didn’t answer and said, “I think about it now.”
His mind was almost clear. He really wanted to, but he just respected her and was never willing to do anything blasphemous.
The atmosphere was silent for a moment, except for the obviously accelerated heartbeats of both of them, which was particularly charming in this environment.
It’s all over.
Should I really say something...
Zhao Changhe's throat moved. Looking at her lowered eyebrows, he took a slight step forward.
"Oh, why are you here?!" Tang Buqi's head emerged from the passageway from Fayuan: "We finally found the secret passage... Huh? Fayuan is dead?"
Zhao Changhe stiffened his head and slowly turned his head, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth: "I didn't even see you when we attacked the temple. Where did you come from?" "?" Tang Buqi was confused: "I have always Fighting on the front line, you can't pretend you didn't see me just because my strength is low, right?"
Zhao Changhe gritted his teeth: "Not only do I see you now, I also remember you."
“Pfft.” Yue Hongling suddenly laughed out loud. She naturally stretched out her hand to wipe the sweat from Zhao Changhe’s forehead and said softly: “We’ll talk about it when we get back.”
Zhao Changhe turned his head in astonishment, while Yue Hongling smiled slightly, with clear eyes and gentle brows.
His heart slowly opened up and he responded in a low voice: "Okay."
Taking Fa Yuan's head and the sleeping women out of the passage, Zhao Changhe handed them over to the Demon Suppressor and turned to look for the Flower Niannu.
There was a faint trace of fragrance in the monk's room, and no one was seen.
Yue Hongling was a little surprised: "I was just worried that your acupuncture technique was not special and would be easy to break away, so I specially added a finger... She still rushed away. Did you really capture this person alone?"
"Hey." Zhao Changhe said with a sullen face: "She is only at the level of the fourth level of Xuanguan, and her combat experience is quite immature. What's so strange about me winning against an opponent like this? Maybe she has some special acupuncture methods. I'll tell you later. Let’s go back and study the Great Dharma of Bliss.”
Yue Hongling touched her chin and muttered: "The fourth level of the entrance, the goddess... Logically, there should not be a goddess with such a low level of cultivation. Either she fell into your hands when she was just starting out, or she has other tricks."
This was tantamount to saying that Zhao Changhe's cultivation was low. Old Zhao couldn't lose face anymore. He snorted and muttered: "When I study the Maitreya religion, if it can help me with the fourth level of internal strength, I can try the fifth level of external strength." Heavy."
"Does that mean you really don't have the fourth level of internal power?" Yue Hongling was even more shocked: "With the third level of internal power, you can hear sounds earlier than me, and you can suppress **** and poison better than me. This skill of yours..."
To be able to hear the sound earlier than her is probably due to the double increase of internal power and the external eye plug behind her. I am afraid that neither of them can do it alone; being able to suppress **** and poison is really the awesomeness of this internal power. There is no reference for Yue Hongling. , Zhao Changhe really didn’t expect Liuhe Magic to be so outrageous.
He sighed: "The technique is very powerful, the best in the world, I have always believed it. But I have a problem with my meridians, and I have never been able to be a major practitioner. This **** restriction will keep me going until the year of the monkey."
The two of them thought of the Bliss Dharma in Zhao Changhe's arms at the same time, and became silent again.
Gong Chaoqun flew over and said, "Young Master Zhao, I saw the Fa Yuan head you asked them to hand over. Are there any others?"
Zhao Changhe took out the list of officials and letters from his arms: "I'm going back to rest. I'll leave other matters to the Demon Suppression Division."
Gong Chaoqun received the list and was ecstatic: "Yangzhou is settled!"
Really?
Zhao Changhe smiled, said nothing, turned and left.
He returned to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, and his clothes, luggage, and Wu Zui were still there. Now there was a chaos in the city searching for the Maitreya believers, but someone who was not quick-sighted took Wu Zui away.
When I arrived at the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, I saw that everyone inside had been arrested. What surprised Zhao Changhe was that Ruyan was still here, neither leaving nor being arrested.
Zhao Changhe asked strangely: "You...are you okay because you are just an ordinary believer? When did the government become so reasonable? If you go by my malicious assumptions, you will be caught like this, just for fun."
Ruyan said: "The Xiaoxiang Pavilion itself was opened by the Cao Gang, not the entrance to Maitreya Church. Leader Wan Shao thinks Ruyan is fine, so he can keep it if he wants."
Zhao Changhe thought for a while, then laughed and said, "Okay, then why don't you go home? What are you still doing here?"
"Ruyan has no home." She sighed softly: "I have been in the world for a long time, and Ruyan has gotten used to it, so let's just live like this. If the master needs it now, Ruyan can still serve..."
Yue Hongling’s face suddenly appeared in front of him.
Ruyan: “…”
Zhao Changhe laughed dumbly: "I think you can't open it tonight. They are all normal guest houses. Arrange a room for my sister-in-law to rest. We can talk about anything tomorrow."
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PS: I originally planned to go to noon in the morning, but suddenly my child got sick. Please forgive me. The archived manuscript is actually long gone...
(End of this chapter)