Volume 1: Baiyujing of the Tang Dynasty Chapter 691: Ending

Volume 1: Baiyujing of the Tang Dynasty Chapter 691: Ending

The three dragon heads remained motionless, looking at the fifth floor of the bamboo building not far away. Cold sweat fell from their faces and soon soaked their clothes and robes.

On the fifth floor, the boy in cloth robe who was talking, laughing and drinking seemed like a sharp thorn piercing their eyes, and a stream of cold air shot up from the pierced heart, making them feel as if they were at the bottom of a glacier. .

They had vaguely guessed it before entering the bamboo forest, but no one could believe it, and there was still a trace of luck deep in their hearts.

"Brother... what should we do now?" Mo Yunfei, the second leader, couldn't help wiping the cold sweat on his forehead and asked through a voice transmission with a pale face.

"Damn, why is it him!" Han Decheng, the big leader, came to his senses, but his expression was still stiff. He glanced at Dong Wangyu, the third leader on the other side, and gritted his teeth: "The third brother... it's all your sister's fault! If it weren’t for your sister, how could we have provoked such a person!”

Dong Wangyu has not come back to his senses until now. He raised his head and stared blankly at the enviable scene on the fifth floor pavilion. His body was trembling slightly and his eyes were filled with jealousy.

In front of the cloth-robed boy, the handsome and ugly monks were chatting and laughing. This man's appearance was extremely strange, and his bearing was second to none. His identity was also revealed. He was none other than Yuan Shitian, who ranked seventh on the list of potential empresses! And next to the young man, the beautiful woman in white clothes, tall figure, and charming every smile, she knew that it was the emperor and empress Qi Xinyue!

Dong Wangyu stood under the bamboo tower, looking up at the scene he was still imagining not long ago. He couldn't hear the sound transmission from the big dragon head at all, and he was lost.

"A young boy of 12 or 13 years old can actually accomplish such a feat. His level of legend is no less legendary than that of Monk Kong Ming of Qianlong Yard in the past. It's a pity that before today, no one knew his true identity, appearance and name."

A core monk standing not far away from Han Decheng sighed, turned to the three dragon heads, and said curiously: "What is this person's name? Han Longtou must know it."

Han Decheng's face changed slightly and he opened his mouth. There was bitterness at the corner of his mouth: "He is..."

Seeing that Han Decheng was hesitant to speak, and looked like he was in trouble, the core monk's eyes flickered, and he reacted in a matter of seconds. He gave a complex smile and did not continue to ask, but intentionally or unintentionally moved a few steps away, and met the three The leader kept his distance.

The six monastery disciples who had previously fought against Luo Chuan understood what happened early on. They whispered something to the companions beside them. Gradually, the monastery disciples who came to the banquet looked at the three dragon heads with increasingly weird and indifferent eyes. They all walked aside to draw a clear line between themselves and the dragon heads.

Regardless of whether the truth of the matter is as Long Touhui said, it is just the energy displayed by the cloth-robed boy in the pavilion. It was enough to throw Longtouhui ten blocks away, not to mention that he also killed hundreds of demons and made great contributions to Guangtian Universal Saint.

Not only the distinguished disciples from the four major monasteries, but also the disciples of Qianlong Yuan, and even many monks from the Dragon Head Society, looked at the three dragon heads with complicated eyes.

Feeling the reproachful, disgusted, and increasingly distrustful looks of the monks under his command, Mo Yunfei, the second leader, felt like he was sitting on pins and needles. Cold sweat was pouring down, and he looked anxiously at the big dragon head beside him: "Brother, what should we do now? My brothers are almost heartbroken."

Da Longtou closed his eyes for a while, slowly opened them, and took a long breath: "I have sent a secret message to inform my uncle. If he comes forward, at least he can escape unscathed."

The fifth floor of the attic. Luo Chuan drank another glass of wine, glanced at the sky, then looked at the people in the hall, and smiled: "Brothers, you have had enough trouble, let's end it like this."

"Is this enough?" You Juansheng leaned over and looked at the monks outside the bamboo tower, and smiled playfully: "Brother Luo is really good-tempered, he can tolerate those people for so long."

"Haha. Brother Luo doesn't want to argue with those little people. We all know this." Kong Yufeng also put down his wine cup and said with a smile: "But when I think about it, even the monks of Qianlong Academy dare to pull the tiger's skin and pull the flag. It's false accusations. Brother Luo, he is still messing with Brother Luo, we are really angry. "

"Good brother, we are all here, you can't let us leave without doing anything. No matter what I say tonight, I have to give you the whole Dragon Head Club boss to play with. How about it, Boss Luo?" Qi Xinyue said softly. He patted Luo Chuan's hand and made a pun.

"Haha, Yuan agrees. Now that you're here, let's just mess around again before the sorting." Yuan Shitian smiled slightly and raised his wine cup to pay respect to Luo Chuan.

With Qi Xinyue and Yuan Shitian taking the lead, the descendants of the emperor applauded and made loud noises. The ones who made the most noise were Yan Xiaoyi, Cheng Xiaobing and the others.

Liu Yufa was already drunk and fast asleep, while Huang Wei, who had always stayed awake, was dumbfounded.

He didn't know the true identity of this group of monks until just now, and he was very frightened at that time. However, he only thought that the descendants of the emperor who came to the banquet today just happened to coincide with the Dragon Head Society's celebration banquet. Unexpectedly, more than twenty descendants of the emperor came together just to vent their anger on Luo Chuan.

Huang Wei's heartbeat has reached its highest point when he thinks of the powerful Imperial family behind these descendants of the emperor. He may never see this kind of formation and spectacle again.

Also secretly frightened were the nine quasi-masters. Their identities are different. They are all famous geniuses among the Guangtian Universal Saints. They will naturally be recognized by the descendants of the emperor. As soon as they went upstairs, they were pulled down to drink without even saying anything. They witnessed with their own eyes Luo Chuan's influence among the descendants of the emperor. prestige and status in the country.

Although Zhuo Laosheng and others had heard about the incident two months ago, they did not believe it too much. Not to mention a boy of twelve or thirteen, even the top young Taoist master in Guangtian Pusheng could not accomplish such a feat alone. The reason why they applied to their respective departments for special recruitment of Luo Chuan was mostly because of Luo Chuan's terrifying performance in the Sutra Library.

If such a person represented the department to participate in the big exam, he would definitely kill Buddhas and gods.

Until tonight, when they saw that the descendants of the emperor were willing to lower their status and come to Qianlong Academy, whose status was as different from theirs as heaven and earth, in order to vent Luo Chuan's anger, Zhuo Laosheng and other prospective teachers gradually believed what happened two months ago, and looked at Luo Chuan with more surprise and eagerness.

"Everyone, Luo thanks you brothers for your kindness. However, it's really enough. I guess that Longtouhui will not dare to make trouble again. Let's stop here." Luo Chuan raised his wine cup and smiled.

"Compared to what Brother Luo did for us, this little thing is nothing." You Juansheng sighed.

Most of the descendants of the emperor showed a look of disappointment, while Zhuo Laosheng and others nodded secretly, thinking that Luo Chuan could hold back and let go, and was not a person who got carried away by his success.

At this moment, the bamboo forest suddenly became quiet inside and outside.

The long wind whistled, but not a single bamboo shook. A strong pressure swept from afar and swept across Qianlongyuan!

The clouds rolled and unrolled in the sky, and a dark cloud floated over the bright moon, and suddenly stopped, covering the moonlight.

In front of the bamboo building, in front of Han Decheng, a man suddenly appeared.

The man had long hair and sharp eyebrows, and was dressed in a black robe. This black robe is not uncommon in Guangtian Pusheng. From the monks of Qianlongyuan to the intermediate masters, seeing the appearance of black robes will be secretly shocked.

The black-robed man is a monk of the Guangtian Pusheng Penalty Team, directly under three great Taoist masters.

And the black-robed man in front of him has a red waist badge, which represents the identity of the captain of the Guangtian Pusheng Penalty Team. His authority is second only to the small Taoist master and slightly higher than the senior master.

The man stood in front of Han Decheng, expressionless, intimidating without anger.

Han Decheng's face was red, his head lowered, and he whispered something like a junior who had made a mistake.

On the bamboo building, Yuan Shitian, Qi Xinyue, Zhuo Laosheng and others frowned.

"It seems that the relationship between this Han Longtou and Captain Feng is not as simple as the legend says." Yuan Shitian said, his expression was slightly solemn.

"It seems that there will be some trouble." Kong Yufeng frowned and whispered.

Luo Chuan glanced at the silent people, his face puzzled.

"Brother Chuan, you don't know that the Guangtian Pusheng Penalty Team has a dead rule... Once you enter the Penalty Team, you must swear allegiance to Guangtian Pusheng for life, and you will never leave the outside world." Qi Xinyue whispered in Luo Chuan's ear.

Luo Chuan showed a look of understanding. If he could not leave the outside world for a lifetime, he would not need to care about who was more powerful outside. He could enforce the law in Guangtian Pusheng without scruples. As long as the Pure Land was not conquered, they would not have to worry about anything else. Although this makes it easier for the Penalty Team to enforce the law in Guangtian Pusheng, it also has disadvantages. That is, except for the three great Taoist masters and the elders of the Taoist Academy, no one can control them. Over time, a force has been formed in Guangtian Pusheng.

Perhaps Guangtian Pusheng wants this result, to create a corps of iron-blooded monks through the ruthless Penalty Team to counter the Demon Cult Palace. As for the power of the Penalty Team, no matter how big it is, it is not bigger than the Great Taoist Master. As long as the Taoist Academy leaders are willing, it can be disbanded at any time.

Luo Chuan was thinking, the man had turned around and looked at him.

The black-robed man patted Han Decheng's shoulder with his big hand, and the two disappeared at the same time. The next moment, the two appeared on the fifth floor of the bamboo building one after the other.

Captain Feng did not speak, but the aura of pressure that was intimidating without anger spread instantly.

As far as Luo Chuan could see, Yuan Shitian, Kong Yufeng, You Juansheng, including Zhuo Laosheng and others, all bent down uncontrollably, their faces flushed, trying to resist the pressure, but they were powerless.

"No need to be polite." Captain Feng said lightly.

As soon as the voice fell, the pressure disappeared completely, and everyone stood up. Zhuo Laosheng and others had no expression on their faces, and the descendants of the emperor showed anger, but the other party was a great master of the fourth level of the Dao Wheel after all. They left their hometown and stayed away from the Emperor's family. Facing the ruthless punishment team, they could only hold back their anger.

Luo Chuan saw all this and did not speak.

Captain Feng looked at Luo Chuan and said in a deep voice: "I know everything. It is indeed Han Decheng and his men who are wrong. Han Decheng, why don't you apologize quickly!"

Han Decheng looked respectful, bowed to Luo Chuan and said with a smile: "I am wrong for all this. I apologize to you, Brother Luo."

"So, let's end this matter here." Captain Feng nodded with satisfaction: "The Taoist Academy is fully preparing for a big event, I believe you have heard about it. Your matter is not a big deal, so don't give the higher-ups a headache."