The entire town, including several hills within a hundred li nearby, was dyed red by the blood of Great Saints.
The vast energy contained in the blood of Great Saints was stronger than magma. It should have made the soil burn and the ice and snow melt. However, here, all the blood seemed to have lost its energy, just like red water.
The one-eyed grey-robed old man stood in the centre of the blood water, no longer taking action. His gaze fell on the four delectable building masters of the God Maiden Twelve Pavilions. He had no mood to appreciate the beauty and sneered, “They are all dead, and the thing is not on them. So, is it on you?”
The four building masters were all top existences among Great Saints, arrogant figures overlooking the mundane world. But now, each had a pale face.
They wanted to escape but knew they absolutely could not.
The opponent was not only powerful in cultivation but also ruthless in methods.
Great Saints and false gods ultimately had too great a gap.
Ye Manman forcibly suppressed the fear in her heart and said, “The thing is not on us.”
“At this point, you still want to deceive this old man?”
The one-eyed grey-robed old man smiled and said, “Actually, you have no need to do this. Anyway, that thing will eventually return to the hands of the God Maiden Twelve Pavilions.”
Ye Manman’s eyes were resolute. She said, “At this point, why would I deceive a false god? If you insist on forcing us, I can only self-detonate my Saint source and perish together. With my mental power attainments, it will be hard for you to stop me, right?”
“Why bother? My master wants to make friends with the God Maiden Twelve Pavilions, not enmity.”
The one-eyed grey-robed old man obviously had some scruples. While saying this, his figure retreated rapidly like black wind.
The two war servants originally standing behind him rushed forward.
“Our purpose is only to seize that thing. Do not harm the lives of the four building masters.” The one-eyed grey-robed old man instructed thus. At the same time, divine qi escaped from him, forming a divine qi domain, entangling the four Great Saints from the God Maiden Twelve Pavilions who wanted to escape.
“If they have hidden the thing?” One war servant asked thus.
The one-eyed grey-robed old man said coldly, “Then search their souls.”
The four building masters naturally would not sit and wait for death. Once their souls were searched, affecting their cultivation foundation was minor. Exposing the secrets of the God Maiden Twelve Pavilions, they would have a dead end upon returning.
But suppressed by a false god’s divine qi, how could they be opponents of two Great Saints from the Darkness Temple?
Moments later, the woman holding the flute was hit by a war servant’s hammer and fell from mid-air. Before landing on the ground, she was grabbed by that war servant’s fan-like big hand around her slim waist and heavily pressed to the ground.
Five fingers like iron bars pressed her so she could not move.
Under heavy injury, her protective Dao domain collapsed, and she spat blood from her red lips.
The war servant’s other hand, with black electricity escaping from the five fingertips, grabbed towards the flute-holding woman’s head, intending to search her soul.
“Lu Yi.”
Ye Manman flew over rapidly, wanting to save the flute-holding woman. However, she was whipped back by a whip-like divine qi from the one-eyed grey-robed old man. Her chest felt like it was slashed by a knife, showing a deep blood mark.
The remaining two building masters, even burning Saint blood and exerting full strength, could only fight evenly with the other war servant.
Accompanied by the war servant’s laughter from the Darkness Temple, the flute-holding woman struggled painfully. But like a little white sheep forced into a corner by a hungry wolf, she appeared so powerless and delicate.
“You from the Darkness Temple bully people too much…” The flute-holding woman said.
“Bang!”
A wooden knocking sound came from the inn.
The sound wave like a huge wave broke through the one-eyed grey-robed old man’s divine qi domain, hitting the war servant pressing the flute-holding woman, flipping him away. He rolled backward. His originally human body had skin cracking open, turning into a dozens-of-metres-high black alien beast.
The other war servant was also hit by the sound wave, turning into a huge-bodied Great Saint level alien beast.
In an instant, this piece of ice and snow land dyed red by blood became quiet.
Only the wind and snow sounds remained.
“This…”
The one-eyed grey-robed old man, the two Great Saint level alien beasts, and the four building masters of the God Maiden Twelve Pavilions all stared towards that inn, feeling shocked.
Moments later.
“Haha, really unexpected. There is still an expert. So the thing must be on you!”
The one-eyed grey-robed old man’s eyes sank. He waved his arm.
Immediately, the two Great Saint level alien beasts roared to the sky. Black thunder surged all over their bodies. Their four feet stamped the ground, erupting with intimidating battle might, rushing towards the already tilted inn.
The two beasts’ bodies grew larger and larger.
One claw was as huge as the inn.
But before they rushed up, their bodies cracked and flew backward.
When they fell to the ground, the two Great Saint level alien beasts had turned into dust sand, even their Saint bones and Saint sources were no exception.
Seeing this scene, the one-eyed grey-robed old man was completely stunned, hair standing on end, body chilling all over.
The four building masters looked at each other, eyes full of incredulity.
Zhang Ruochen held two pieces of wooden clappers and walked out from the inn.
The originally sunken and collapsed town rose up. The ground became flat, cracks closed, everything returned to its original state.
Zhang Ruochen sat on the stone under the old locust tree, striking on his own, and lightly humming in his mouth.
“Bang! Bang! Bang…”
Just two pieces of wood, but striking out profound rhythms, like pearls and jade colliding, like pouring rain, like heaven and earth thunder, like clear wind and clouds.
The four building masters of the God Maiden Twelve Pavilions used pipa, flute, harp, sheng as battle weapons respectively, naturally music experts.
But they had never seen the instrument in that old man’s hands.
The rhythm played by the instrument could not be called elegant, but it contained the great Dao of the world, fitting with heaven and earth, able to strike cultivators’ souls directly, shaking the heart.
Thunder came, they trembled all over.
Clear wind brushed, they felt unprecedented comfort in their bodies. The injuries they suffered earlier no longer had pain.
Pouring rain fell, they could not help but raise hands to shield from rain.
…
In fact, where was there thunder, clear wind, heavy rain? It was just them immersed in Zhang Ruochen’s music. Zhang Ruochen did not use illusion. They were lost in illusions imagined by themselves, even forgetting they had Great Saint realm cultivation.
When Zhang Ruochen stopped, they woke up.
“Such powerful music attainments. Such simple and clumsy instrument can play such intoxicating tune.” The flute-holding woman named Lu Yi sighed deeply thus.
“Where is this still a tune? This is entering Dao with music, reaching a realm we cannot understand.”
“Afraid it is a senior expert from the divine realm!”
…
The four women’s eyes all showed respectful expressions.
The opponent played such a piece, obviously not wanting to continue killing.
Using rhythm that darkly fits heavenly Dao to make them retreat knowingly.
The one-eyed grey-robed old man was already scared. He quickly came forward, bowed in salute, and said, “This junior is Mo Yuntu from the Darkness Temple, paying respects to senior. With senior’s cultivation, taking that thing, junior has no opinion. But my master is determined to get that thing. May I ask if senior can leave a name? When junior returns, can have an explanation.”
Zhang Ruochen said, “Who is your master?”
“My master is one of the twelve spirit gods of the Darkness Temple, Qing Xuan.” When the one-eyed grey-robed old man said this, his eyes showed pride.
He even felt that if the opponent was sensible, should voluntarily hand over the thing.
After all, how many cultivators in the world dare to offend the Darkness Temple?
Those who dare to be enemies with Qing Xuan spirit god are even fewer.
Zhang Ruochen said, “Then go back and tell your master, the thing is not with me. As for my name, you need not know!”
The one-eyed grey-robed old man’s eyes sank, but he dared not flare up. He said, “Good! Junior will certainly tell the master these words exactly.”
The one-eyed grey-robed old man turned into a divine light, rushed to the sky, and disappeared in the clouds.
The flute-holding woman Lu Yi wore bright blue colourful clothes. Her skin was crystal like jade, but there were still blood marks at her mouth corners.
She came outside the inn, bowed to Zhang Ruochen, and said, “Junior Lu Yi, did not expect senior to be an unparalleled expert. Earlier much offense, please senior do not blame.”
“If senior is that petty person, how could he save you earlier?” The woman holding the harp laughed delicately.
Lu Yi’s face no longer had a trace of cold arrogance, very respectful. She said, “Right, junior still needs to thank senior for the life-saving grace.”
“No matter, saving you is only because of some connection with your God Maiden Twelve Pavilions, unable to ignore. Now you can leave!” Zhang Ruochen waved his sleeve, turned and walked into the inn, and said, “Remember to clean up outside, do not affect the town’s quiet.”
The four building masters stood outside, exchanged with each other, finally did not leave.
The women holding sheng and harp went to clean the battlefield.
Ye Manman and Lu Yi walked into the inn, but saw that senior was hugging out a bundle of forage, feeding the yellow cow.
Ye Manman’s voice was soft and beautiful, extremely pleasant, smiling吟吟. She said, “So senior is a god hidden here. Pity that Meng Sheng thought you were a mortal, delivered himself to the door.”
Zhang Ruochen ignored them, went to the well to draw water, preparing to light fire and cook.
“Senior, let me help you.”
Lu Yi hung the jade flute on her belt, quickly walked to the well side, helped Zhang Ruochen draw water.
She was full of fragrance. Every frown and smile could invert all beings, could tempt saint Buddhas to break precepts, could also make old and dying people pillar to the sky.
She naturally was not deliberately seducing Zhang Ruochen, nor dared to do so, just innate charm bone.
Ye Manman said, “That thing is crucial to the God Maiden Twelve Pavilions. But in senior’s hands, it will bring huge trouble to senior, afraid no more quiet in the future. The God Maiden Twelve Pavilions can take out anything to exchange with senior.”
Zhang Ruochen said, “The thing you speak of is really not here with me, I have absolutely no interest.”
No matter how good the thing, Zhang Ruochen had owned before, could also abandon it. So, indeed had no interest in the thing they fought for.
“How is this possible?” Ye Manman said.
Lu Yi frowned and said, “I think senior really did not take that thing. Otherwise, would definitely kill all cultivators to silence, how could save us? How could let Mo Yuntu go?”
“But that thing was clearly on Meng Sheng.” Ye Manman said.
Lu Yi said, “Now this is really big trouble. Heaven’s cultivators will definitely think the thing fell into senior’s hands. Very possible, from the beginning, this is a trap!”
Although Zhang Ruochen had no interest in the thing they fought for, hearing Ye Manman and Lu Yi say so, it seemed he was indeed going to be entangled by trouble!
“The Meng Sheng you speak of is that Yaksha Clan Great Saint?” Zhang Ruochen asked.
“Right.”
Zhang Ruochen walked slowly to outside the inn. His gaze stared at the bloodstains on the ground, sighed, “Meng Sheng did not die.”
“But I saw with my own eyes, he was killed by the Stone Clan Great Saint Yun Guang.” Ye Manman said.
Zhang Ruochen said, “He pretended to die. His hiding method was originally not bad. Then, took advantage of your fight, escaped from underground.”
“But no one will believe that with Meng Sheng’s cultivation, he can escape from under senior’s nose.” Lu Yi said.
Zhang Ruochen said, “You do not believe either, right?”
Ye Manman and Lu Yi did not speak, but honestly nodded with smiles.
Zhang Ruochen sighed again, “Who escapes, who dies, who lives, I originally should not care about any, just be a dying old man how good. Cared about one, immediately trouble entangles.”
