The Husky and His White Cat Shizun - Chap 171
Nangong Liu was obviously forced to retreat by her. He had no choice but to coax her, “Well, of course I love you, but this matter needs to be considered at length. Let’s do as we agreed before. First, you use the order of the Sect Leader to let Jiang Dongtang seek shelter in the Confucian Wind Sect. After the two sects merge, we’ll …”
“No!” Qi Liangji said, her eyes a little red, “Back then, I … I believed you, and what happened? You turned around and married Rong Yan … No this time! You have to give me a definite answer. Are you going to marry me or not? ”
“…”
Seeing him hesitate, she was even more annoyed. She shouted in a low voice, “Nangong Liu, how long are you going to be hesitant? I can kill my husband with my own hands for you and me. What about you?! You don’t even dare to nod your head?! ”
“Ah!”
Seeing this, everyone was shocked.
Xue Zhengyong was also very surprised. He whispered to Madame Wang, “Jiang Dongtang’s former Sect Leader was killed by her?”
This time, Jiang Dongtang was also exposed. Although the former Sect Master was dead, there were still many of his old subordinates in the sect, not to mention his two brothers. They immediately rushed up to Qi Liangji, wanting to risk their lives.
“You killed Big Brother?”
“You, how could you have the heart?! Although he was more than ten years older than you, he was very good to you. You — you poisonous woman! Give me back my Big Brother’s life! ”
While they were quarreling and fighting here, the raging flames on the other side didn’t stop. Horrifying fragments of scrolls were torn open one after another, and amidst the boundlessly dazzling light, they revealed numerous stinking and shameful matters of the past to the world. These things were not only related to the Confucian Wind Sect, but were also related to almost all the sects in the Upper Cultivation World, as well as countless famous cultivators who came to the Confucian Wind Sect for this meeting.
After Jiang Dongtang, Wubei Temple, Fire Phoenix Pavilion, Bi Tan Village … and even the Kunlun Treading Snow Palace, which had always been floating in the dust, had the ugly stories of high-level disciples and elders exposed one by one. In addition to Nan Gongxu’s own memories, there were also the memories that he had collected over the years, all of which were laid bare in front of everyone.
Among them, there was even a record of the collusion between Nangong Liu and the former head of Wubei Temple, Master Tian Chan.
“Great Master, tomorrow is the Spiritual Mountain Conference. Winning or losing is extremely important to me. Father already thinks that I’m stupid. If I lose to my younger brother’s sword at the Grand Conference, then I’m afraid that I really … have no chance of becoming the Sect Master.”
“Almsgiver Nangong, there’s no need to panic. Have you memorized the spell scrolls that this old monk handed to you previously?”
“I’ve memorized it.”
Master Tian Chan stroked his beard and smiled, “Then tomorrow, you don’t have to worry about winning or losing. You just have to use all the spells on the scroll. Your little brother will naturally not be your opponent.”
Nangong Liu was puzzled. “Junior is slow-witted, please enlighten me.”
“That magic scroll is a secret technique created by your younger brother, Nan Gongxu. He has been diligently practicing it and is determined to make a name for himself at the Soul Mountain Assembly.”
“Ah.” Nangong Liu was extremely shocked. “Since it was created by Younger Brother Xu, then … then how can I use his spell to defeat him?”
Master Tian Chan smiled slightly. “Nan Gongxu is an aloof person. After researching this spell, he was unwilling to communicate with others. He hid in the cave and practiced day and night. If he said that this spell was created by him, who would believe him? ”
“…”
“You’re different, Almsgiver Nangong. With me and the Four Palace Masters of Treading Snow Palace as guarantees, as long as we all say that we saw you use this spell, you can insist that this spell was created by you. No matter how eloquent your younger brother is, he won’t be able to escape the crime of ‘stealing his elder brother’s unique spell’. ”
Master Tian Chan said calmly.
“Once his reputation is tarnished, he will be condemned by everyone and will never be able to make a comeback. What’s the use of winning the Outstanding Talent Conference? ”
“I see …” Nangong Liu suddenly opened his eyes wide as if he had been enlightened. He cupped his fists and said, “Thank you, Master, for your guidance! After this junior succeeds, I will not let you down. After this matter is settled, Confucian Wind Sect and Wubei Temple will be on good terms for a hundred years! ”
The rolling long scroll that illuminated the night revealed all the people Xu Shuanglin hated and all the people who had offended him. Whether it was the cultivators or the people near Confucian Wind Sect, they were all attracted by the flashing picture of the fire. They saw all the stinky and ugly lice buried under the magnificent robes.
When the gate to the Ghost Realm was cut open, Xu Shuanglin said with a smile,
“I’m going to destroy all of your hearts.”
It was only at this moment that everyone in Porridge understood the true meaning of his words.
Nan Gongxu had been hiding in Confucian Wind Sect for so many years under the name of Elder Shuanglin. What he wanted was not only to destroy the 72 cities of Confucian Wind Sect and its century-old foundation.
What he wanted to destroy were all the people he disliked.
All the people who had wronged him, slandered him, and forced him into a dead end for public and private interests.
And his brother, Nangong Liu, was only the first person to nod his head on this sacrificial ground of vengeance. After that, the sect leaders and elders —
As long as they did something that angered Xu Shuanglin, no matter who they were, they could not escape from this burning execution platform.
Chu Wanning suddenly remembered something in Luo Xianxian’s memory in this long night illuminated by the flames. The young man covered in blood once said something with a smile.
There was a man in Linyi, but his heart was already dead.
A talented young man with outstanding spells had never been treated fairly. He was schemed against, plotted against, and ostracized by his own family. The spells that he created with all his heart were taken away, and those who took away his spells still accused him of being a thief in the end.
How absurd this was …
His heart was already dead.
On the Jincheng Pool, in the Peach Blossom Spring, the white chess controlled by Xu Shuanglin once said with a laugh that he was a ghost that crawled out of hell and wanted to take the lives of the living.
Chu Wanning looked around. All the sects in the Upper Cultivation World were in panic and chaos. As the saying goes, when the tree falls, the monkeys scatter. It was not just Confucian Wind Sect.
Xu Shuanglin used the latter half of his life as dry wood to light this fire of revenge.
He did it.
Boom!
Suddenly, there was an explosion. In the direction of Confucian Wind Sect’s seventh city, Dark City, a purple light suddenly shot up to the sky. It was so dazzling that everyone couldn’t open their eyes.
Ye Wangxi immediately raised his sword-like eyebrows. “Not good!”
As he spoke, he was about to fly towards Dark City on his sword. Nangong Si grabbed him. His unruly face looked very haggard in a short time, almost collapsing. But he still tightly grasped Ye Wangxi’s shoulder and said hoarsely, “Don’t go.”
“But the evil suppressed under the Golden Drum Pagoda is about to come out. Confucian Wind Sect has imprisoned thousands of evil creatures for a hundred years. If they all break the seal and come to this world …” Ye Wangxi didn’t continue speaking. He only felt a chill run down his spine.
Nangong Si said, “What’s the use of you going?”
“I …”
“Ye Wangxi, you’ve done enough for Confucian Wind Sect.” Nangong Si’s eyes were empty. He raised his hand. For a moment, it seemed like he wanted to wipe the mud and dust off Ye Wangxi’s cheek. But in the end, he just moved and didn’t do anything.
“Don’t waste your energy.” He said, “The Golden Drum Pagoda needs the strength of the Sect Master and the Ten Great Elders to stabilize. If you go, you’ll just be throwing away your life.”
“I know it’s throwing away my life, but even if it’s throwing away my life,” Ye Wangxi paused, his expression clearly pained. “Even if it’s throwing away my life, I … don’t want to just stand by and watch. If the Golden Drum Pagoda is broken and the demons descend, Confucian Wind Sect … will definitely be condemned by everyone … You … ”
“You think that if the Golden Drum Pagoda isn’t broken, Confucian Wind Sect won’t be condemned by everyone?” Nangong Si smiled. The corners of his lips were stained with dried blood. His smile became even more desolate.
“Don’t be silly. Confucian Wind Sect has already reached its end. You have to live well, okay? Because I really … “Nangong Si closed his eyes. His eyelashes trembled and his throat choked up.” I really don’t want anyone to die for this sect … It’s not worth it … ”
In the surging flames, Ye Wangxi stared at Nangong Si in a daze. Before he could say anything, he suddenly heard the rumbling sound of the Buddha Pagoda collapsing coming from the direction of Ancheng. He turned his head and saw thousands of bright white streams of light flying in all directions from the towering Golden Drum Pagoda, disappearing into the vast night.
Ye Wangxi lost all color. “The Golden Drum Pagoda … is going to fall …”
“Bang —”
The earth trembled, and the ground under his feet began to crack. As the great demon that had been suppressed in the Confucian Wind Golden Drum Pagoda for hundreds of years returned to the world, it turned into a powerful blood-red light. The red light looked like an astonishingly large fish with a tail like a blooming red lotus. The big fish let out an earth-shattering roar, and the sound wave shook the leaves thousands of miles away. It suddenly rushed in the direction of the East Sea. The towering pagoda instantly collapsed into tens of thousands of broken bricks and tiles. Some of the swords that were too close to the pagoda were violently overturned by the air wave transformed by the great demon and slapped into the burning fire. They didn’t even have time to scream before they were burned to ashes.
“What is that?”
“Gun!!”
The person next to him was angry when he heard it. He hugged his sword tightly so that he wouldn’t be blown away by the sudden demon wind. He cursed, “Why are you rolling? Why do you want me to roll? ”
“What roll? I said this is’ Gun ‘—! One of the ancient fierce beasts! Legend has it that the first leader of the Confucian Wind Sect, Nangong Zhangying, once subdued the fierce beast Gun in the East Sea and imprisoned it in the Golden Drum Pagoda — I didn’t expect … I didn’t expect it to be true! ”
Although the fierce beast had not recovered its vitality and had been suppressed under the pagoda for a long time, it still had a lingering fear of the Taoist priests, so it didn’t stay long and fled to the East Sea. However, the rolling waves it set off couldn’t be underestimated. The fire burning the Confucian Wind Sect was almost lifted several feet by this wave of air, and the originally safe place was instantly burned by the fire.
Xue Zhengyong had been on the battlefield for a long time. Seeing this, he immediately shouted, “Run —! Everyone run! ”
For a time, bricks and sand fell. After he shouted, Iron Fan carried Madam Wang and fled to the distance. The rest of the cultivators also fled, but there were also people who fought fiercely, such as Qi Liangji and several elders in their sect. They didn’t have time to escape, and they didn’t even want to escape. At the moment when they were swallowed by the fire, what was reflected in their eyes was the deep hatred of both sides …
Just like that, they were turned into ashes.
Nangong Si suddenly turned over and jumped on Naobaijin. She stretched out her hand to Ye Wangxi and said, “Come up quickly!” Then she looked at Chu Wanning next to her and said, “Master — you also —”
“I can’t carry her. You go first.”
“But …”
Mo Ran made a prompt decision and said to Nangong Si, “Go quickly! I’ll take Master out on the sword! ”
Seeing that the fire was burning closer and closer at a terrifying speed, Nangong Si cursed secretly. She hugged Ye Wangxi from behind and disappeared into the vast night with her on the demon wolf.
The trees fell one after another, and the orange forest burned with ear-piercing crackling sounds. The wind was filled with the strange sound of oranges, and there was no time to delay. Mo Ran summoned the Promise Sword, and together with Chu Wanning, they fled to the place where the fire had not burned.
Behind him, the Confucian Wind Sect’s heavenly majesty and nobility had shone brilliantly for a hundred years. Just like the vast expanse of pavilions, corridors, and grasslands, they were all annihilated in a single night by the surging flames.
