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Volume 4: Demon Valley Spirit Valley Chapter 170: Intimidation

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    With a crash, the crowd parted, revealing a short man.

    The sudden exposure made the man's mind go blank, and he felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet and quickly spreading throughout his body.

    His legs went weak and he knelt down in the snow. The short man said in a trembling voice: "Tao, Taoist Priest, I said we were dodging together, no, we were not going up together. They heard wrong."

    Jiang Le was noncommittal. He controlled the black dragon with his mind and flew into the sky above the short man. The dragon's head was raised and its claws were aimed at the short man.

    "Spare my life, I don't want to die." The short man was desperate, and he regretted what he had said before.

    "Amitabha, if you have mercy on others, please be merciful. I ask fellow Taoists to show mercy."

    As soon as the Buddha chant sounded, a great monk in his fifties came from a distance. He seemed to be walking slowly, not in a hurry, but he walked a few meters in one step and walked to the crowd after a few breaths.

    "Master Wudi!" Many martial arts cultivators saw the great monk and greeted him respectfully. Obviously, this monk was very famous in the martial arts world.

    Jiang Le glanced at the great monk and asked with a smile: "Master Wudi, right? What if Chunyang Temple now sends someone to the Shaolin Sect to borrow the secret scriptures of the Sutra Pavilion? I wonder if Master will agree?"

    Master Wudi smiled: "My Buddha saves all sentient beings, and there is nothing I can't do. If fellow Taoists need it, I, the Shaolin Sect, welcome you at any time."

    Jiang Le looked at Master Wudi up and down, nodded and said: "This is what the master said. My master said that the Shaolin Buddhism cultivation method, the Great Sun Tathagata Sutra and the Marrow Cleansing Method of the Book of Changes, are both quite good. I will do that some other time."  I will come to ask for help. I hope the master is not lying to me."

    Now Master Wudi¡¯s smile froze.

    If it was an ordinary scripture secret method, he wouldn't care at all, but the "Great Sun Tathagata Sutra" and "The Marrow Cleansing Method of the Book of Changes" are secret secrets of the Shaolin Sect.  Only elders and above are qualified to read and practice the supreme Dharma of Buddhism. Even if the Shaolin Sect cannot practice this kind of inheritance now, how can it be allowed to be seen by outsiders?

    Seeing that Master Wudi was speechless, Jiang Le laughed: "If a monk doesn't lie, does Master regret it?"

    "Amitabha, fellow Taoist, it is difficult for others to do this." Master Wudi shook his head.

    Jiang Le¡¯s face darkened.  He snorted coldly: "Who is forcing others to make things difficult? I, the Chunyang Sect, am cultivating in seclusion. Who has provoked whom? I actually let all the sects and families come together to besiege our Chunyang Sect's mountain gate. What kind of truth is this?"

    Master Wudi continued to be speechless, clasping his hands together and closing his eyes.

    Not only him, but the other martial arts cultivators were also embarrassed and speechless.

    If they can forcefully suppress Jiang Le.  Then no matter what Jiang Le said, it would be useless.  It¡¯s true when everyone benefits.

    But that¡¯s not the case now. They couldn¡¯t handle Jiang Le, but Jiang Le took care of him.

    ¡°Moreover, Jiang Le is just an ordinary disciple of the Chunyang Sect. Who knows how many ordinary disciples there are in Chunyang Temple, or how many powerful people there are. Think about how rashly you come and provoke such an enemy.  These martial arts cultivators all felt uneasy.

    Jiang Le looked around at the crowd and continued: "What you did today made my master very angry. Then my master will arrange a formation to prevent you from peeking into the mountain gate of our Chunyang Sect. In addition, if anyone dares to approach after today,  I am Qiyunshan Master, so don¡¯t blame me, Chunyang Guan, for being rude. There are still people in my sect who know how to change mountains and rivers, and destroy luck. If someone¡¯s family is killed and the sect collapses, don¡¯t blame me, Chunyang.  Observe the body.¡±

    "What?"

    As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar, and even the calm Master Wudi's expression changed drastically.

    After witnessing Jiang Le¡¯s magical Taoism, those present could not guarantee that they really don¡¯t know this kind of magic. When the time comes, the family¡¯s feng shui luck will really be destroyed, and there will be no place to cry.

    "Amitabha, why do you need to be like this, fellow Taoist? We are here with good intentions." Master Wudi lost his composure and said hurriedly and implicitly.

    Jiang Le mocked: "Good intentions? I didn't see it, I only saw strength and malice. Master, you don't have to deal with me here. Today's things are not so easy to be good. If you want to reconcile, you can, tomorrow morning at ten o'clock  , let those sects and families who can speak come here, and then we will talk about it in detail. "

    After saying that, Jiang Le turned around and left, quickly disappearing into the illusion formation and disappearing without a trace.

    And many of the martial arts cultivators present looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

    Master Wudi was silent for a moment, and sighed: "All donors, please go back and tell me. I was just wandering around from now on, but I didn't want to get involved in right and wrong, Amitabha."

    Back to the sect, Jiang Le's calm expression disappeared, and a trace of fatigue appeared on his face.

    Today is reallyIt's very dangerous.

    The Taoism that I have mastered is still somewhat powerful against demons and monsters, but it is far from enough when faced with so many martial arts cultivators.

    Fortunately, the water dragon talisman calmed the situation, otherwise if there was a slight mistake, Chunyang Temple would be in danger.

    After leaving the little white fox in the care of his mother, Jiang Le quickly came to the Sutra Pavilion.

    At this moment, Mao Xiaofang is studying the "Nine Palaces and Bagua Formation" and is also playing with several magical weapons that he has just refined.

    "Master, the situation is not good. Can the formation be set up today?" Jiang Le asked as he came up.

    Mao Xiaofang glanced at Jiang Le and said with a smile: "What are you worried about? I already understand the essence of the formation and can set up the formation tonight. However, you performed well outside and I am very satisfied."

    Jiang Le couldn't laugh or cry: "Do you think I'm willing to show off? If I have a cultivation level like yours in the Soul Realm, I'm still talking nonsense to them. They're all bullying me, and I'll take them all down with designated shots. I'll punish them as they should."  . You didn¡¯t see my disciple, I was sweating on my back.¡±

    Mao Xiaofang smiled and said: "So I am very satisfied. Being self-aware and able to judge the situation is the style of a general. But you have already said that. The master must cooperate with you. I will set up the array tonight and won't open it yet.  When you meet with those martial arts families tomorrow, I will activate the formation. By then, these martial arts cultivators will not dare to act rashly even if they have the intention. "

    Jiang Le's eyes lit up and he praised: "This is not bad. If you want to talk nonsense, why not show it to them in person and let these idiots know that this world is not a world of martial arts. There is also a high-end and classy existence called  Taoism."

    The night gets darker and darker, and there is a beautifully decorated hall in a mansion somewhere in Qingyang City.

    A group of people were sitting or standing in the hall, all silent.

    After a moment, Master Wudi was the first to speak: "Amitabha, all donors, have you made your decision? Do you want to go to meet the fellow Taoists at Chunyang Temple tomorrow?"

    "It's not impossible to meet. For the sake of the future, this meeting is necessary. But what does Master Jiang say about changing mountains and rivers and destroying luck? Do you think it is reliable?" A rich old man asked seriously.

    "Fengshui magic is a type of Taoist practice. I can't guarantee it, nor can I deny it." Master Wudi replied calmly.

    The rich old man said in a deep voice: "So, it's just a matter of choice? Then we can join forces and directly break through the Chunyang Sect's mountain gate? So that they don't have the chance to do these things?"

    "The Three Religions Sect is indeed the Three Religions Sect. If there is even a slight possibility, I dare to take action directly. I admire you." Bai Xiaoling, who was sitting on a sofa, said with a somewhat mocking tone.

    The rich old man said calmly: "This is not a possibility. In the past hundred years, our three sects have also destroyed several so-called monastic sects, and there are not many people with powerful Taoism. Besides, this is just an alchemy sect.  What¡¯s there to be afraid of?¡±

    Bai Xiaoling stood up and said: "My Bai family does not agree with hostility. This is tantamount to killing the goose to retrieve the egg. Besides, my Bai family has an old relationship with Daoist Jiang, so I will not participate in the big action of the three sects."

    After saying that, Bai Xiaoling strolled away, making the rich old man look slightly angry.

    At this time, a young man holding a sword also stood up and left without saying a word.  (To be continued)
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