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Chapter 87 Man in Black

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    Just when the imperial court was preparing to launch a large-scale expedition against Xixia, the people in the Xishan Taoist Temple also began their work.

    ???All people in the Jianghu are divided into three groups: dispensing medicine, refining medicine, and refining alchemy.

    At the same time, the person who dispenses the most medicines is also responsible for taking care of some common medicines in the medicine garden. This step is managed by Hangu Bayou.

    The medicine refining group is basically made up of well-known masters in the world. They not only have to refine and purify the medicinal materials, but are also responsible for collecting the spring water for refining medicine. This group is headed by Su Xinghe.

    As for the step of refining the elixir, Wu Yazi personally took the lead, refining all the elixir powders and finally refining them into elixirs.

    Zhang Daoling has never practiced Baoyi Dan, and neither Wu Yazi nor Su Xinghe has practiced it. This is just a reference to the inner elixir technique.

    Even Master Ge Hong, who wrote "The Art of Inner Alchemy", never practiced it himself.

    Because this requires a large amount of elixirs, in the era where Immortal Master Ge Hong lived and the prosperity of spiritual practice, he simply could not find so many elixirs.

    Only people like Zhang Daoling, who can travel through time and space in the universe, have the conditions to find a world without threats and use this world to achieve their own goals.

    At the same time, a 10,000-strong Yinfu army led by Huang Sang was rapidly advancing towards the Jiangnan area.

    They have only one purpose, to wipe out the ¡®Yin Fu Army¡¯ in the Jiangnan area and capture their leader alive.

    Zhang Daoling was already confused about who this leader was, so he quietly set off and came to a small temple outside Xifu City.

    In the Zen room next to Zhang Daoling, four great monks were sitting cross-legged and chanting sutras.

    These four people were Xuan Du, Xuan Nan, Xuan Tong, and Xuan Ku who had come to persuade them earlier. Seeing that they failed to persuade them, they watched helplessly as Ding Chunqiu and others were captured by the Yin Fu Army.

    The four helpless people could only return to the Shaolin Temple. They are currently staying in this small temple and will set off back to the Shaolin Temple tomorrow morning.

    "Master." The young monk in the small temple cautiously held the tea, then bowed together and said, "Please use the tea."

    "Yeah." Zhang Daoling looked at the little novice monk and said, "Go down."

    "Yes." The little novice monk responded and then withdrew.

    Then Zhang Daoling closed his eyes and meditated, and the "Inner Alchemy" began to circulate over and over again.

    Time passed quickly, the night was getting darker, and the entire small temple was silent.

    But in Zhang Daoling¡¯s ears, he heard some unusual sounds.

    At midnight, in the next room, the chanting sounds of the four great monks of Xuandu began to get deeper and deeper.

    But Zhang Daoling opened his eyes.

    The moment Zhang Daoling opened his eyes, a loud shout suddenly sounded from next door: "Who is it?"

    "Bang!" A palm wind suddenly sounded, followed by a muffled groan and the sound of rolling to the ground.

    "Junior brother Xuan Tong."

    "Junior Brother Xuan Tong!"

    "Be careful, this person has deep internal strength." The injured Xuan Tong said in a surprised tone.

    Then Xuandu's voice came, "Who are you? Why did you sneak attack on us?"

    "Humph, I am Su Xinghe, the Qingtan Dharma Protector of the Imperial Preceptor's Office. Your Shaolin Temple has been disobedient to the imperial court for many years. Sooner or later, you and others will be eradicated."

    "Since you are from the National Preceptor's Office, why do you wear night clothes and sneak up here to attack us?"

    "This is not the style of the Imperial Prefect's Office."

    "Bald donkey, stop talking nonsense and suffer death." The man shouted sharply, and then started fighting with the four Xuandu people.

    The more Xuandu and others fought, the more surprised they became, "Is this Vajrapani?"

    "Subjugate the devil's palm?"

    "What? How do you know my Shaolin Kung Fu?"

    "Junior brothers, this man has profound internal strength and possesses the essence of my Shaolin Kung Fu. We must capture him alive."

    Then there was another messy sound of fighting.

    "Hmph, seventy-two unique skills! Let me break them."

    ¡®Boom¡¯ followed by a loud noise, and the four members of Xuandu were instantly injured by the man and fell to the ground.

    But the last move that man made made the four people in Xuandu extremely horrified: "Are you Murong Fu?"

    "Murong Fu?" The man sneered: "Murong Fu has the internal strength like me?"

    After saying that, the man smiled at the four Xuandu people and said, "You must die today. Haha, everyone in the world will know it at dawn tomorrow.It will definitely be interesting when the Guoshifu assassinates the four great monks of Shaolin.  "

    "It's boring." Zhang Daoling's voice sounded from outside the house, and the man in black suddenly turned around: "Who?"

    Zhang Daoling pushed open the door and stepped into the Zen room. He raised his right hand and flicked his fingers. Two rays of fire shot out and lit up the two oil lamps in the room.

    Under the dim light, the four Xuandu people vomited blood and fell to the ground, while the man in black stood in front of the four Xuandu people.

    Zhang Daoling looked at the man in black and smiled: "Murong Bo, stop pretending."

    The pupils of the man in black shrank, and the four members of Xuandu were even more frightened: "Murong Bo? Isn't he dead?"

    "Death!" Seeing Zhang Daoling identify himself, the man in black moved his feet and rushed towards Zhang Daoling in an instant.

    This time he had no reservations and used 100% of his strength, vowing to kill Zhang Daoling with one strike.

    'Snapped'

    A crisp sound resounded in the Zen room. The four members of Xuandu looked up and saw Zhang Daoling holding down Murong Bo's head with one hand, then pressing hard, and with a 'plop', Murong Bo bent his knees and knelt on the ground.

    But Murong Bo shouted sharply at this moment, "Things have changed!"

    Zhang Daoling held down Murong Bo's head and gave it a hard squeeze. In an instant, all the internal energy in Murong Bo's body was drained away by Zhang Daoling.

    And the hand that Murong Bo used to perform the Star Movement trembled like crazy for a moment, and finally hung down weakly.

    Murong Bo collapsed on the ground like a dead dog, his whole body twitching and convulsing, and his face was as pale as paper.

    And Zhang Daoling stood in front of him, with a ball of cyan light in his palm. Xuandu and the others looked at the ball of light. If they guessed correctly, it should be Murong Bo's internal power.

    "Youwho are you?"

    "My inner strength, why is my inner strength gone?"

    "Who the hell are you?!"

    Murong Bo struggled to get up, looking at Zhang Daoling in horror and asked.

    Zhang Daoling smiled slightly and said: "You said that you are the protector of the National Preceptor's Office, don't you even recognize me?"

    Murong Bo¡¯s pupils shrank, ¡°You are the Imperial Master!¡±

    "National Master!" The four members of Xuandu were shocked and quickly stood up and bowed to Zhang Daoling: "Amitabha, pay your respects to Master Yuji."

    Zhang Daoling waved his hand and said: "Four masters, there is no need to be polite. I expected that Murong Bo would come to assassinate you, so I got here first."

    "Thank you so much for your life-saving help, Imperial Master." Although they didn't understand the reason, the four of them still thanked Zhang Daoling.

    Zhang Daoling added: "The abbot here and the young monks were all intoxicated by the incense. Murong Bo, a poor Taoist, took them away and left the monks here to you."

    With that said, Zhang Daoling took out another letter from his arms and handed it to Xuandu: "Master, please send this letter to a master in Shaolin Temple."

    Xuandu asked: "Is it the abbot?"

    "No." Zhang Daoling smiled and said, "It's the monk who sweeps the floor of the Sutra Pavilion in Shaolin Temple. All you need to do is give this letter to him."

    Zhang Daoling finally said: "Go back and tell Abbot Xuanci that Xiao Yuanshan is still alive."

    After saying that, Zhang Daoling grabbed Murong Bo with one palm, and then disappeared without a trace in an instant, leaving only the four Xuandu people with shocked and shocked faces.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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