A realm of sublime mastery

Zhou Wuji stayed here without sleeping, just in case.

He was awakened by a dull sound. Through the flow of True Qi in the Tianji and Tianquan acupoints on both ears, his hearing expanded outward continuously.

The first sound that reaches the ear is the wind wandering back and forth between heaven and earth, causing branches and leaves to sway and petals to flutter.

The sound of wind carried the faint clatter of armor plates, footsteps, hushed voices, and even rapid breathing...

Through a multitude of complex and subtle sounds, Zhou Wuji constructed a picture in his mind.

A troop of soldiers in full armor were marching briskly through the osmanthus grove when one of them got caught in a transparent Ice Silkworm Silk and fell. The others immediately stopped, and someone behind them was giving orders in a low voice...

Through the acupoints Tianji and Tianquan, Zhou Wuji could not only hear sounds of various levels, but also sense changes in Qi.

He could sense the intense bloodlust emanating from the numerous soldiers.

It was obvious that this was a group of rabid soldiers who had killed countless people.

"Did Zhang Xinhu bring them here? Or did Wu Di bring them here?"

Zhou Wuji found it difficult to make a judgment. The good news was that, based on the subtle sense of aura, there should only be one Principal Seventh Rank expert among this group of soldiers. This person's bloodthirsty aura was so dense that it was like a raging fire.

He's far more powerful than that Seventh Rank rebel soldier from Old Cang Village, more powerful than the Yin Yang Dao Devil Cultivator, and even stronger than Wu Di!

Zhou Wuji made his judgment based on his perception of Qi.

He was quite confident in his judgment, even though he lacked substantial evidence.

Because he knew very well that this ability was due to his Divine Sense power, far surpassing that of Seventh Rank Daoist like Wuzheng.

Zhou Wuji he had been cautious. If he had fallen asleep and been ambushed, he might have been able to escape, but the others in the Daoist temple would probably have died.

He leaped out of the room, sword in hand, and charged directly into the room of Wuming on one side.

The door was tightly shut. Before Zhou Wuji could even knock, he slammed his palm against the door, the force of which snapped the wooden bolt through the doorknob, and the door was forcibly opened.

Wuye was very alert. She woke up immediately upon hearing the commotion and instinctively grabbed her sword and stood up.

Zhou Wuji ignored Wuye and went to the other side of the bed, grabbed Wuming's hand, and lifted her up.

Wuming n't sleep either. Zhou Wuji kissed her on the cheek, and after returning, she felt a mix of joy and worry, with all sorts of thoughts sprouting in her mind, making it impossible for her to fall asleep.

Zhou Wuji grabbed his hand and pulled him up. Wuming was initially frightened, but when he saw that it was Senior Brother Wuji, he was immediately overjoyed. However, he then became a little worried. Senior Sister Wuye was right next to him. What was Senior Brother going to do?

Why can't we say these things quietly tomorrow when no one's around?

Wuming was afraid that Zhou Wuji would say something inappropriate, so he kept giving Zhou Wuji meaningful glances.

Zhou Wuji understood Wuming's little scheme. He was both amused and exasperated; this silly child only cared about love and romance, nothing else...

"The enemy is coming! Follow me to Wuzheng's room, quick!"

Zhou Wuji looked at Wuming was dressed in his undergarments. Although it wasn't exactly respectable, it was still acceptable.

He didn't give Wuming a chance to speak, and grabbed Wuming him outside.

Wuming was still thinking about putting on shoes, and now he could only be thankful that he hadn't taken off his blouse.

Having been reminded by Zhou Wuji, Wu Wuye had always been wearing his outer clothes and shoes. This time, he grabbed Wuming's outer robe and followed him.

The three quickly arrived at Wuzheng's room. Wuzheng been reminded by Zhou Wuji, sat quietly on the bed without taking off his outer robe.

Seeing Zhou Wuji rush in with his men, he was immediately startled. "They're really here?!"

"Hmm, it's a ragtag group of soldiers."

Zhou Wuji responded verbally, turning the auger to open the tunnel entrance. He pushed Wuming, "Go in and lock the door. If anyone breaks down the door, leave immediately by boat."

With his current martial arts skills, even if he wanted to leave, there was no need for him to take this secret passage. Wuming, on the Wuming, was too weak and lacked combat experience, making it difficult for him to survive in a brutal battle.

Wuming and Wuye couldn't help if they stayed behind, and Zhou Wuji didn't have the energy to take care of them, so he could only let them go into the tunnel to wait.

Knowing that time was of the essence, Wuye immediately led Wuming into the tunnel.

This contingency plan had been studied and practiced several times beforehand, so Wuye responded calmly.

Wuming wanted to speak but never got a chance, so he could only follow them down into the tunnel, feeling both wronged and helpless.

Seeing the wooden cabinet back in its original position, Zhou Wuji said to Wuzheng, "Senior brother, they outnumber us, but we have the strength to fight them!"

Wuzheng said in a deep voice, "As the abbot, how can I flee without a fight? Let's go to the main hall, set up an altar there, and see just how capable these rabble soldiers really are!"

Old Cang Village was caught off guard and could only use the Yin Thunder Pearl to deal with the enemy.

The situation is different at Hidden Dragon Temple. The temple has been under construction for more than ten years, and the statue of the Heavenly Emperor has been worshipped day and night, accumulating a huge amount of Incense and Fire Prayer Power.

If you set up an altar and cast a spell here, the power of the Law Technique will be increased at least three times.

Wuzheng was stubborn Wuzheng. Last time, Old Cang Village was saved from danger only because Zhou Wuji killed a group of bandits with his sword. He had been very uncomfortable about this ever since.

The bandits dared to cause trouble at Hidden Dragon Temple; they completely disregarded him!

Even if he dies on the spot, he will never back down!

Wuzheng strode to the main hall in front, shaking the Seven Star Devil-Subduing Bell in his hand as he walked. The bell jingled crisply and rhythmically, and when activated by his True Qi, it could resonate throughout the entire Daoist temple.

According to the rules, everyone must gather in the main hall upon hearing the bell.

Wuzheng doesn't have time to call everyone individually right now. Those who are willing to follow the rules can fight alongside him, while those who don't are asking for it if they get killed.

Someone was on night duty in the main hall, watching over the incense and the ever-burning lamps. When they saw Wuzheng coming over wearing a monk's robe and ringing the Seven Star Bell, they hurriedly went to greet him.

Wuzheng said directly, "Prepare to open the altar."

The Daoist priest was Wuzheng's disciple. Although he was young, he was quite clever. Upon hearing this, he immediately took the incense and offered it to Wuzheng with both hands.

Wuzheng, he lit the incense on the eternal lamp, bowed three times, inserted it into the incense burner, and silently prayed.

He could set up an altar in the temple, and all he had to do was offer incense and pray for the Heavenly Emperor's blessing, which saved him countless troubles.

Zhou Wuji had already heard the sound of the thieves scaling the wall, but he did not go out to meet them. The other side had a large number of people and was led by a powerful Seventh-Rank Martial Artist, so a direct confrontation would be too dangerous.

He was confident that he only had one life, and that the slightest mistake would mean death.

Unless the enemy is stupid, they will definitely be the first to storm the main hall and destroy the statues.

Without the protection of the Heavenly Emperor statue, the Hidden Dragon Temple loses its central hub for gathering Incense and Fire Prayer Power, which is equivalent to destroying the altar.

Therefore, all we need to do is guard the temple.

Besides, the reason the mutinous soldiers came to Hidden Dragon Temple was undoubtedly to kill him. As soon as they saw him here, they would definitely come over and kill him first.

While there was still time, Zhou Wuji opened the Northern Emperor's Book of Heavenly Punishment in his mind. Looking at the three taels and six qian of fate of the Seventh Rank Devil Cultivator on the page, he decided to use it first.

The enemy forces were numerous and powerful, and led by a true master, making this battle extremely dangerous. He himself dared not say whether he could truly stop them.

Improving our strength even slightly now will increase our chances of winning.

Various Law Technique are meaningless in improving one's abilities, and improving Qi Refining method is somewhat useful, but ultimately, Swordsmanship is still more direct and easier to use.

Having mastered the Swordsmanship, Zhou Wuji knew that the Night Rain Sword was the ultimate principle of the Xiaoxiang Sword.

If he could upgrade the Night Rain Sword to the Transformation Realm, his Swordsmanship would definitely improve. However, he was not confident that he could upgrade it. If he failed to upgrade it, he would not be able to improve his combat power, which would be a huge waste for him at present.

Hearing the hurried footsteps getting closer, Zhou Wuji decided to be more pragmatic and put the Origin Profound Spirit transformed from his three taels and six qian of destiny into the Flowing Cloud Sword and the Falling Goose Sword.

As purple light unfolded, Zhou Wuji immersed himself in a world, practicing the Flowing Cloud Sword and Falling Goose Sword Swordsmanship day and night.

Through decades of dedicated practice, Zhou Wuji grasped the essence of two Swordsmanship techniques, truly reaching a state of unparalleled mastery.

Zhou Wuji opened his eyes. His hand holding the sword hilt was steady yet relaxed. His True Qi resonated and flowed with the Seven Star Sword, making him and the sword seem like one.

He had a feeling that with a single sword in hand, he could wipe out all the bandits. But he also knew that this was just a feeling he had developed after improving his Swordsmanship, and he shouldn't take it seriously.

However, this strong confidence derived from Swordsmanship is also of great significance in combat.

Zhou Wuji activated the Six Yang Dharma Eye and the Heart-Purifying Divine Incantation on himself. He could see a group of bandits rushing in through the front door and hear another group of bandits scaling the east wall.

He shouted, "I, Zhou Wuji, am right here! Who dares to come and fight me?!"

The sound of the True Qi being activated was not loud, but it was penetrating, and everyone inside and outside the Hidden Dragon Temple could hear it clearly.

Wang Qi, who entered through the main gate with a squad of personal guards, paused slightly. He knew that his group's whereabouts had been discovered, so he decided not to hide anymore.

Wang Qi sneered and shouted, "Zhou Wuji, I will use your dog's head to appease my brother's spirit in heaven!"