The first cause of all realms

Chapter 272 King Kong Is Not Bad (Part [-])
boom!
Like thunder falling in front of the eyes, a strong wind blows in the face.

With such small movements as standing up and holding his hands behind his back, Bu Lingxu's pupils shrank suddenly, and he felt that the person in front of him had undergone tremendous changes.

Like an eagle hitting the sky, like a tiger roaring in the forest.

In the first moment, it seemed that he was just a scholar on an outing, calm and gentle. In the next moment, it was like a giant monster had torn off the human skin to reveal its ferocious fangs.

clang clang ~
In an instant, Bu Lingxu's long spear made an irresistible clanging sound, his clothes and hair were thrown back, and a biting chill filled his whole body.

"He is so tyrannical?!"

Bu Lingxu was completely moved.

Even though he had already regarded this person very highly, it was only at this moment that he realized that his own opinion was still too low.

At this moment, he even had a terrifying illusion of facing Ji Longshan directly, and the calm voice became so sharp in his heart.

Listen or die? !
Ka Ka Ka ~
The tense five fingers pinched the body of the black iron gun with marks, and the veins on his forehead burst out, and Bu Lingxu was about to burst out, but facing the indifferent eyes, his heart felt cold again.

The high head was lowered, and what he saw in his eyes was the general arrest order glowing red. His chest heaved and his voice became hoarse:

"Bu Lingxu, obey orders!"

Bu Lingxu bowed his head, Yang Qiu was not surprised.

Although Liufanmen and Jinyiwei do not have a subordinate relationship, they belong to the imperial court after all. With the general arrest order in hand, they can act as the general arrester. If it is Jilongshan, they will naturally die at this time.

Of course, what is more important is force.

"Summon all the headhunters and fast arresters in Deyang Mansion at Six Gates, gather in half an hour!"

Yang Jue stood with his hands behind his back, and his voice echoed inside and outside the house:
"Follow me to get someone!"

Bu Lingxu suddenly raised his head, restrained himself, and nodded expressionlessly:

"Yes!"

Yang Jue didn't care about Bu Lingxu's attitude, let him go, sat down again, and began to look through the intelligence files that the former had already sorted out.

Compared with Jinyiwei, whose eyes and ears have been completely removed, the information on the six gates is naturally extremely complete, and the changes in Deyang Mansion in the past two years are extremely detailed.

[In the autumn of the eighth year of Qianyuan, the scorching sun lasted for several months, and there was little rain in spring and summer. Many rivers in Deyang Prefecture were in danger of drying up...]

[In the spring of the ninth year of Qianyuan, because there was no snow last winter and it was difficult to sow seeds in spring, there was already panic among the people. The Palace Master An Sizhi came forward to appease the situation and did not allow the disaster to leak out.

And opened a porridge shed for relief...]

[In the autumn of the ninth year, there was another year of no crops, and the severe drought could no longer be concealed. Although all the main roads were cut off, the victims still tended to leak...]

[There is already dissatisfaction within the six gates, many arrests and head arresters have resented, forcibly suppressed... There is a letter from Jin Yiwei's Anzi, who has been stopped and killed...]

[In the winter of Nine Years, there was no snow, the victims finally collapsed, and the leak was unavoidable...Cao Jinlie, a hundred households of Jinyiwei, entered Deyang Mansion, and his stronghold was hidden in the dark...]

[Cao Jinlie confronted An Sizhi, a fierce conflict broke out between the two sides, the latter was almost killed, and his subordinates came forward to stabilize the situation, promised relief, and persuaded Cao Jinlie to leave...]

[Cao Jinlie led people to help, and secretly investigated the murder of Jin Yiwei Anzi... This person is brave and scheming, or has found signs, whether...]

[Subordinates did not make a move, Cao Jinlie lost track in Yuanming Valley...]

……

"Old Cao..."

Yang Jue took a deep breath, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, remembered where he disappeared, put away the file, got up and went out.

Outside the main hall, many fast arresters and head catchers have gathered. At a glance, there are as many as a hundred people, most of them are fast arresters, and only a few have bronze medals.

Looking at Yang Gui who was walking out slowly, everyone's expressions were extremely complicated, and many of them knew him, and their expressions were even more ugly.

That flying fish suit and the embroidered spring knife were too dazzling.

Yang Jue stopped here, looked around at the crowd, paused on the expressionless Bu Lingxu, and landed on the old man with half-white beard and hair:
"What's your name?"

"Six gate bronze medal arrest, Wen Yingyuan!"

The old man reluctantly raised his hand, and replied in a neutral tone.

"Is it you who have been doing the intelligence gathering in Deyang Mansion?"

Yang prison asked again.

Wen Yingyuan's face changed slightly, and he looked at Bu Lingxu, who frowned, and was about to speak, when his heart suddenly jumped:
"Do not……"

His reaction was very quick, and at the same time he noticed something strange, the long spear had been shot out, setting off a piercing sonic boom, however, it was still a moment slower.

"You dare to kill me?!"

That Wen Yingyuan's expression changed drastically, he retreated violently and was about to draw his saber, but a fierce saber light came from nowhere and filled his eyes.

laugh!
The long knife returned to its sheath, and the head fell to the ground.

"Why don't you dare?"

Yang Jue retracted his saber, and Bu Lingxu's long spear also stabbed three feet in front of him, lifting his robe.

call!
At this time, the sound of the long knife piercing the air and the howling of the air waves did not reverberate until this time.

"Do you dare to kill people at my six doors?!"

"how dare you?!"

"Brother Wen!"

Looking at the head that had fallen into the dust, all the expressions on the scene changed. Bu Lingxu's expression became extremely ugly, but he abruptly stopped his spear.

"This beast colluded with An Sizhi, oppressed the victims of the disaster, and assassinated his colleagues. The crime is extremely serious. Killing him with one knife will make him easier."

Yang Ju looked around coldly, and fell on the gloomy Bu Lingxu's face:

"What do Master Bu think?"

Wherever he looked, the din of the courtyard stopped, and everyone's eyes were on Bu Lingxu.

"Should kill!"

Bu Lingxu dropped two words coldly, turned around and left, he was afraid that if he stayed for a moment, he would not be able to help but attack violently.

"The catastrophe has been more than two years old, with more than one million casualties! Before such a monstrous case, let alone kill him alone, even kill all of you, and you will not be wronged!"

Holding the dossier in his hand, the evidence was conclusive, Yang Jian had no burden in killing him, so he left a word coldly, turned around and left.

Only the catchers and head catchers with the six gates in the courtyard remained where they were, their faces turned blue and white, but they still followed after gritted their teeth.

……

……

Under the direct sunlight at noon, the artificial lake is shimmering, and sometimes fish can be seen swimming away, making little ripples.

Yu Wanghai came slowly, walked across the wooden bridge, and came to the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

On the stove, warming the fine wine, the aroma was tangy, Nie Wendong sat on the reclining chair, holding a fishing rod, fishing straight, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Yu Wanghai knew that this was the Jing Gong he learned from Moyunmen.

This is not an internal training method, and it is not even considered martial arts. It is more similar to Buddhist meditation and the like. It is used to calm the mind. I learned this method by myself. In the past few decades, Nie Wendong has never slacked off.

Yu Wanghai stood quietly.

He is very clear that the temper of the governor is not as important as himself. If he doesn't speak, it's better for others not to speak.

"The essence of Taoism's three refuges and five precepts is self-restraint and spiritual practice... It's been nearly 20 years, do you think it's time to take the next step?"

Nie Wendong spoke.

The voice was calm, but it scared the fish away, and little ripples spread in front of him to the distance.

"In the practice of Jinggong, only you can know the progress, how can others make decisions for you?"

Yu Wanghai stood with his hands down, and replied calmly.

He has not been able to pass on the real Daoism and practice, let alone pass it on to Nie Wendong.

"I don't know, or won't I?"

Nie Wendong suddenly laughed.

"What do you mean by that?"

Hearing this laughter, Yu Wanghai felt calm on the surface, but his heart sank.

"My lord's words are naturally literal."

Nie Wendong didn't answer, but there was an echo in the distance.

Yu Wanghai looked up.

On the other side of the artificial lake, someone was walking slowly, stepping on the water, and unhurriedly untied the cloak on his body, revealing the wide monk's robe under it.

"Amitabha."

It was a thin but strong old monk with big eyes and long eyebrows. Feeling Yu Wanghai's astonishment, he put his hands together and saluted with a smile on his face:
"Dayan Academy, Yuanjue, met Yu Daoyou."

"The monk of Dayanyuan."

There was no smile on Yu Wanghai's face.

It is said in ancient times that one martial art originated from Buddhism and Taoism. Therefore, until now, most martial arts schools in the world are related to monks and Taoists.

Dayan Temple is one of the most prestigious temples in Longyuan Road. It originated from Zen Buddhism. The founder of the Kaipai was a direct disciple of Lanke Temple, and it has been passed down for thousands of years.

Because of his good relationship with the imperial court, he hid when the Nine Kings of Ming Dynasty defeated the mountain.

Of course, what is more important is that this Dayan Courtyard does not have a mountain gate, but builds temples in the middle of the downtown area. Each generation has only a few people, which is even smaller than their Moyunmen.

And what made his heart sink was not the old monk himself, but his appearance. He naturally knew what this meant.

"Your Excellency has practiced Jing Gong for many years, and this has reached a further level..."

The old monk Yuanjue looked at Nie Wendong:
"If your lord is willing to become a monk for ordination, the poor monk can pass on the true biography of the Buddha to you and me."

"Let's go home?"

Nie Wendong laughed dumbly, but did not refute. Instead, he looked at Yu Wanghai and sighed slightly, seemingly sadly:

"Mr. Yu, in the past 20 years, Nie has treated you well, but you have failed to trust me.

Relying on the trust of this official, not only did he control the promotion and assessment of the officials of the seven prefectures, and make huge profits in it, but also concealed the disasters in various places, so that it caused such a catastrophe..."

"Ha ha ha ha ha!"

Yu Wanghai seemed to have expected something, he also took off his disguise, sneered and laughed loudly:
"You are right. I am responsible for all the crimes. You just don't know about it, and you haven't heard about it! Hahaha..."

While speaking, his whole body was full of vigor, how could he still be half as old as before?

"Amitabha."

The old monk stood in the lake, chanting the Buddha's name, and his loose robes fluttered without the wind.

"This is……"

Yu Wanghai's pupils shrank.

The moment the old monk recited the Buddha's name, the skin around his body glowed with golden light. This is...

"The 'Vajra Immortal Body' of Lanke Temple?!"

The old monk smiled.

"Until now, don't you still know how to repent?"

In the pavilion in the middle of the lake, Nie Wendong put down his fishing rod and looked at Yu Wanghai faintly:
"You know, for such a crime, the whole family can be killed, but you and I will meet each other after all. If you are arrested without a fight, I may still save a seedling for you..."

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