495 Pondering I

Just as the Wooden Puppet turned its eyes...

In a small temple near the two children, a Clay Buddha Statue suddenly trembled slightly.

Immediately afterwards, as if the contagion had been stimulated, in the temples further away, the eyes of the Arhats, Bodhisattvas, and Buddhas, which had been slightly closed, began to gleam with a barely perceptible Silver Light.

They used to be worshipped in temples, remaining still and silent, but at this moment, they all seemed to sense something.

Great Capital, Western Sect, True Buddha Temple, Great Sun Tathagata Hall.

During his daily kneeling prayers and chanting, Master Yuan's expression was devout, and his round body seemed to lose some of its comicality and gain more solemnity.

Unlike usual, the incense sticks in the Incense Burner in front of him were rising straight up.

At this moment, without any wind, all the smoke suddenly curved in a certain direction, as if pointing in that direction like fingers.

"Hmm?" Master Yuan seemed to sense something and opened his eyes to look at the smoke.

After a moment's hesitation, he shouted in a shrill voice.

"Someone come here!"

Soon, the young novice monk guarding the door entered and respectfully prostrated himself on the ground.

"What are your instructions Abbot?"

"Please, Jade Spirit." Master Yuan stood up and looked at the smoke again; it had returned to its straight state.

"Yes!"

After the novice monk left, a woman with a seductive figure, dressed in a simple white veil, soon entered.

The woman was holding a tray with an irregularly shaped Black Jade Tablet on it.

Master Yuan picked up the jade tablet, closed his eyes, and a large white mist immediately spread around, enveloping the entire hall.

After all the fog had completely covered the surroundings.

He exhaled softly and opened his eyes again.

The jade tablet in his hand, which had been empty, now had lines of text on its surface.

Master Yuan quickly finished reading the handwriting, and his eyes grew increasingly somber.

He raised his hand and waved it, and the surrounding mist automatically dispersed and disappeared.

"Where is the newly appointed Yuan Feng? Have him come over."

"Yes."

The woman responded softly and stepped back.

Several dozen breaths passed.

The ground began to tremble slightly, and heavy footsteps approached, as if some heavy-looking creature was getting closer.

Soon, a giant man, over three meters tall, draped only in a white veil to cover his vitals, walked to the entrance of the main hall and stepped inside.

The giant man had a face full of scars, eyes like copper bells, a string of blood-red Prayer Beads around his neck, and many Scented Powder lip prints from women's kisses still remained on his arms.

"Yuan Feng greets the Abbot." The giant man respectfully bowed to Master Yuan.

"According to the Buddha's decree, Taboo has reappeared in the direction of Shan Province. This is the first sign of it. Take some men and deal with it," Master Yuan instructed.

"Taboo? Where in Shan Province?"

"It should be within Wushan Prefecture, but the exact location is only a vague sense. You take something there to pinpoint the location."

The giant of Wushan Prefecture hesitated. "That place is a place that the Great Dao Sect has explicitly stated is not to be disturbed. Is it really appropriate for this humble monk to just go there like this?"

Although he had a fierce appearance, he was Erya in character, acted with courtesy and propriety, and never acted rashly.

"It's still a question of how long the Great Dao Sect Yue Sect Leader can hold out." Master Yuan sneered. "Besides, this matter Taboo. What's the use of his opposition? You can go by yourself. If anything happens, I will hold the line for you."

Yuan Feng remained hesitant, standing rooted to the spot. In the Western Sect, promises were never to be trusted.

There are far too many people waiting to fill in for him Worship God. Many people are outwardly respectful to him, but secretly they can't wait for him to die.

Seeing this, Master Yuan's tone softened.

"Yue Dewen himself is in dire need of protection right now. Besides him, the Jade Void Palace of the Great Dao Sect, has also returned to its headquarters. So what do you have to fear?"

"It's not that I'm afraid, but I don't want to make a trip for nothing," Yuan Feng explained. "Since the Abbot has spoken, then I will go."

"Hmm, Human Immortal Temple has sprung up over there, and this situation is very likely related to that Human Immortal Temple. If you have some free time, after you finish your work, grab a few of the Daoists from that Human Immortal Temple and bring them to me for a look."

"Yes."

Yuan Feng responded in a deep voice, then turned and left.

Watching him leave, Master Yuan frowned slightly, lost in thought.

Nowadays, there are not many Great Grandmaster in True Buddha Temple. Almost all of the Yuan Generation are Great Grandmaster, but in the entire temple, there are only ten Yuan Generation masters who can actually take action. The rest are ordinary Great Grandmaster with high seniority but waiting to fill the vacancy.

Even in the previous battles between the various sects, several of them died, and they have not yet fully recovered their strength.

This time, another Taboo subject suddenly surfaced.

Recalling the loss of a Worship God Great Grandmaster in the previous investigation team, he felt a vague unease.

If this continues, the new ones will become weaker and weaker, and the overall strength will get worse and worse.

After thinking for a moment, he clapped his hands again and summoned a young novice monk.

"Is Sang Lan Sect Leader of the Feather New Sect, still alive?"

"He's still here. He's currently a guest at the temple's Hundred Fragrance Banquet, watching the Heavenly Demon Dance," the novice monk replied.

"Go and ask him to come over."

"Yes." The novice monk withdrew.

Master Yuan sighed. At this moment, only he and Yuan Hong Spirit General at True Buddha Temple. They were unable to move.

But just because they can't move doesn't mean others can't.

Over the years, True Buddha Temple has spent a lot of money to support this Sang Lan Sect Leader.

Since his sect was destroyed, this leader has been able to survive only thanks to the protection of the Western Sect.

Such a crippled deity would naturally not dare to deal with other major religious forces. His backing is too weak.

But dealing with those who don't have a major religion as their backer is still quite easy.

***While the Western Sect sent out an investigation team, a large contingent of the Spirit Army returning to Great Capital from the border also received the news.

This Spirit Army, numbering over 300,000, marched like a long snake, stretching for dozens of miles, and was divided into several divisions, including the front, middle, and rear.

This division allows for separate legions to be formed and commanded independently when attacked, in order to deal with the enemy's attack.

The Grand General's Array Position the center of the army.

At this moment, in the midst of the army formation, a tall, blue-eyed man with fair skin and a handsome mustache was wearing a scholar's robe and reading a book carefully.

This person clearly has the features of Spirit Person, yet has fair skin; and despite being the commander of a large army, he is holding a Confucian School book that has been degraded and reading it carefully.

Despite being a military general, he didn't wear armor, but dressed in his everyday clothes. He rode on horseback, swaying back and forth, but it didn't affect his page-turning speed.

This would be quite unusual anywhere.

But here, within this army formation known as the Weaving Elephant Army, the surrounding generals had long been accustomed to it.

Suddenly, the man stopped reading, as if he had sensed something.

"It's actually Divine Decree." The man's eyes showed surprise.

"Commander? Is it about the affairs of Great Capital?" a female general asked in a deep voice.

"No," the man smiled. "It's Taboo reappearance. But we shouldn't be the first to discover it."

"Should we allocate some personnel to investigate?" the female general asked.

"Since you've got nothing else to do, why don't you take First Squad and go check it out? Make sure they wipe it out completely. Otherwise, the God Lord won't be happy," the man said casually.

"Understood."

The female general turned around, rode away, and began to assign men to teams.

The man continued to ride forward, swaying unsteadily, a stark contrast to the turbulent events outside.

Leisurely and relaxed.

He also has the right to be leisurely.

As one of the four most powerful Divine General in the world, he had long ago stood high above, watching the changing world unfold, untouchable by anyone.

No matter how things change outside, the ultimate victor will inevitably stand before him and bow in respect.

"Baiyin Tibu!!"

Suddenly, a thunderous roar came from afar.

A huge Shadow wielding a pair of massive bronze hammers smashed through the cavalry blocking its path, charging straight towards the man.

"You should call him Divine General. To address someone by their first name is rude." The man put down his book, his face showing displeasure.

"You destroyed my lineage and killed my disciples! Today I have also stepped into the Supreme Realm and come to take your dog's life!!"

The Shadow rushed closer, revealing itself to be a burly, Yellow-Haired Giant with arms entirely made of armor woven from Spirit Thread.

"You still haven't figured it out."

The man leisurely tucked the book into his belt at the back of his waist.

"There is a difference between humans and dogs."

He opened his squinting eyes, a slight smile on his face, his blue pupils reflecting the rapidly approaching figure of the other person.

"But I am a human being."

"You're nothing but a dog."

Whoosh!

In an instant, a thin black line shot out from the shadows beneath him, piercing the giant's chest like a tentacle.

The giant also tried to stop them.

But his twin hammers were utterly ineffective, piercing through him in an instant. His incredibly strong Spirit Thread armor crumbled like tofu at the slightest touch.

One second.

Puff!!

Countless black spikes suddenly burst out from the inside of his body.

It was as if the black lines instantly grew and exploded within its body.

The black thorns pierced through its skin and bones, turning it into a Round Ball black thorns in the blink of an eye.

Boom! In an instant, the giant exploded, turning into countless black ash particles that slowly drifted away.

The black line contracted and returned to the shadow beneath the man.

"A dog that barks will get eaten."

He said meaningfully, then took out more books and began to read them again.

Those around them were already used to it and weren't surprised. They continued on their way.

Life in Wushan Prefecture was incredibly comfortable; Zhang Rongfang hadn't experienced such a life in a long time.

Every day, you don't need to worry about anything else. Just focus on your spiritual practice, read books, enjoy tea in the afternoon, practice your Civilian Skill, and exercise in the evening.

Before bed, I'll refine some pills to replenish my necessities.

With my Elder Sister and Brother-in-law- in-law by my side, and now with the protection of the Human Immortal Temple, the Wish Woman Canyon of Immortals is extremely safe.

Everything was back on track. It was the life he had always wanted.

Only one point.

Back at the Wish Woman Canyon, in the newly built cave study.

Zhang Rongfang sighed and put away the information about the Great Dao Sect that he had just obtained.

"My Grandmaster Uncle has led his men back to Qingchuan Prefecture from the Jade Void Palace. It seems he has fallen out with Master Yue in Great Capital."

The more his strength increased, the better he understood the chaotic situation outside.

The more secure and peaceful our surroundings are, the more we should be mindful of potential dangers and prepare for any eventuality.

In particular, the emergence of the Human Immortal Temple in the Xian Shi today, demonstrating its ability to restrain the worship of Worship God, will inevitably arouse the vigilance of the Gods and Buddhas forces.

Therefore, the suppression by the forces of Gods and Buddhas was a situation he inevitably had to face.

After putting down the intelligence report, Zhang Rongfang picked up the second page.

This sheet of paper is very thin, but it records something even more troublesome than the previous ones.

Zhang Rongfang glanced down at the screen, his expression immediately turning serious.

' The Western Sect sent an investigation team, the Weaving Elephant Army also dispatched investigation troops here, and many other sects have also sent people, all under the pretext of investigating the Red Turban Army. Ha, the Red Turban Thugs have only just been absorbed and suppressed by King Mu Li, and the situation has only just improved. These people can't wait any longer.'

He carefully considered and speculated about the strength of the first group of people who had arrived.

Suddenly, white mist slowly appeared around the study. A strange sense of disorientation washed over him.

It was as if something, some kind of power, was drawing him into a trance.