Give the world of mixed martial arts a little bit of the shock of the Thunderbolt Monk

At the edge of the capital, Feng Monk Bai Yunjian held one hand across his brow and looked up at the agile shadow in the sky.

"It looks like it's flying much faster than Senior Brother's Xiaobai. Can we hit it?"

He had been wanting to say this a few days ago, whether the strength of a creature like the Life-Perching Bird was also linked to its symbiote. Compared with the famous sword Peerless White Wing, this enemy was not only bigger and more ferocious, but also flew extremely fast.

Of course, it is not ruled out that Bai Yi was flying inside the capital and often encountered obstacles, while the enemy was flying outside the city, where the area was open and they did not care about the attitudes of their subordinates.

Just looking at the agility of the bird in the sky, Fengseng Baiyunjian felt that they would have a hard time hitting it. Jing Canglang, an excellent swordsman, had tried it before but failed.

"Anyway, it's just for show. Whether I can fight or not is up to fate."

In order to facilitate the next action, Wen Puti directly brought a zither. After all, he couldn't use a fan or sword to shoot birds.

"Hitting the bird of prey is secondary. What's important is the person behind the bird."

Yes, everyone said on the surface that they came out to help the guards of the capital city drive away the giant bird in the sky, but their real purpose was to find Mahane by attacking the life-perching bird.

His injuries have almost healed, and Mie Shixue Guhuang can be suppressed temporarily, but the enemy's details are still unknown, and the real reincarnation of Mara Hanba has not been found. Their time is not unlimited, and they can no longer let Mahanie make trouble outside.

I learned from Mingjian Juesai that if the Life-Dwelling Bird is injured, the symbiotic Eagle Clan will also sense it. There are generally two possibilities when being attacked. One is that the Life-Dwelling Bird runs to its master, and the other is that the master comes to rescue the Life-Dwelling Bird personally.

For the righteous side, both possibilities can be utilized. If the enemy runs away, they will chase him to find Mahane. If Mahane comes on his own initiative, they will lead him to a place with fewer people and have another battle on the spot.

Because the famous sword master's Six Sword Secrets had not yet been mastered, everyone let him and Shi Tiancang stay in the Shenhou Mansion to practice first. This time it was just a test and there was no intention of a fight to the death.

However, the prerequisite for all this is that they can hit the bird flying in the sky.

"I seem to remember that this life-saving bird is called Cang Nie?"

In the previous battles, Wen Puti had several close combats with Mahanie. Although he was at a disadvantage every time, the distance between them was enough for him to hear the other party's calls when he commanded the Life-Perching Bird to fight.

Cang Nie, if you ask Bodhi correctly, Cang may be the Cang of the Buddha Shakyamuni, as for Nirvana... it is not certain yet.

"It's just the two of us. We can't defeat them, right?"

There are four directions of the city gate, and the birds are alive and can move on their own, so everyone will disperse. In whichever direction the target appears in the sky, the people on that side will take action first. There is no need for special communication, just watch and shoot.

If the opponent starts flying in the opposite direction of the capital after being attacked by people on the ground, it may be that he wants to return to Mahane. At this time, the people on the ground can chase him directly and notify people in other directions with special signals.

Oh, by the way, let me make it clear that the flares are made with Buddha's power. It's mainly due to the Buddha's power induction of the previous Buddhas. They would never use those compressed vats made by Tianji.

Think about the colorful smoke that night. If they use that thing again, the walls of the capital will probably be in trouble.

If the big bird in the sky just changed direction and did not escape, but flew along the border of the capital towards other city gates, then Wen Bodhi and Feng Seng Baiyunjian would not have to worry about it, as there would be other people who would attack it from other directions, and the force of their attack would be even stronger than that of the two of them.

The plan that everyone has formulated is basically of this model. To put it bluntly, it is to use the special nature of the Life-Perching Bird to the Eagle Clan to lure out the Tathagata Madman, who is currently hiding in an unknown place.

"If you don't try, how do you know you can't defeat it?"

Wen Bodhi found a fairly flat stone slab, and without much care, he sat on it, put the zither in place, and put his hands on the strings. The elegant young man stroked the strings gently. Even though there were no pavilions, towers, mountains, clear waters, or beautiful scenery here, the appearance of the man playing the zither was enough.

Seeing his moves, Fengseng Baiyunjian stepped back. When it comes to sound attack, you cannot stand in front of the player, because the sound waves of the attack will largely hit you, your ally.

"Oh, right."

After putting his hands on it, Wen Bodhi did not act immediately, but instead tilted his head back and looked at the city wall behind them. At this time, there were several guards watching curiously on it.

"You'd better stand inside and be careful not to get hurt by mistake."

Wen Puti smiled and said that no matter whether it was the sound of his piano that followed or the possibility of the Life-Perching Bird flying down to counterattack, the people on the city wall would be the most likely to be accidentally injured.

As for the enemy's one-eyed life-dwelling bird, Zhengdao's impression of it is that it will shoot quickly, accurately and ruthlessly from the sky during battle. If Ask Puti to make it angry with a sound attack, it is not ruled out that it may directly rush down to attack people.

After everyone on the city wall had retreated far away, Feng Seng Bai Yunjian also got his weapons ready, and Wen Bodhi then turned around and started attacking.

At the same time, Cang Nie in the sky seemed to have anticipated this and swooped down directly, as if he was going to have a head-on confrontation with the person holding the zither. The wind monk Bai Yunjian swung his sword quickly, and the sword energy hit the sky first, followed by the sound of Wen Bodhi's zither.

"锃——"

The sword energy plus the sound power, it was not known who strengthened whom, anyway, the two of them hit the big bird that rushed down hard, countless feathers fell, and there was a sharp eagle cry from Cang Nie.

Originally they didn't expect to hit the target with one strike, but the opponent flew towards them and showed no intention of dodging at all.

Perhaps Tianshang Cangnie did not expect that the combined attack of two people would be so painful, causing its next action to be slightly slow. It asked Puti to pluck the strings of the zither at the right time. The effect of this attack is not only that the internal force is transformed into qi to be released, but the sound of the vibrating strings will also penetrate into the enemy's ears and interfere with the opponent's judgment.

At the same time, after Chu Liuxiang in the city finished his message, he returned to the place where he had drunk before. If Mingjian Juesai followed him out, he would find that Chu Liuxiang was now in the restaurant where he met Qimengren last night.

At the same time, this was also the restaurant where those new plays were performed first. Because they were related to the recently eye-catching Xiantian people, these plays became instant hits within a few days of their release. Many people came to inquire about who the playwright was, wanting to poach him to attract some customers for their own restaurant, or they could pay the playwright to write a simple one, and then they could find a storyteller.

But no matter how other colleagues tried to persuade him, the owner's mouth was like a sewed shut, and no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't pry it open, not even with money. People who knew the owner knew that he was greedy for money, and it was unusual for him to be so principled now.

“It’s not that unusual actually.”

After listening to Hu Tiehua's story about the restaurant owner, Chu Liuxiang didn't care at all. These new plays were all big hits at the start, and as long as he kept the plays and the writers in his hands, the income of this restaurant would always be much higher than the surrounding ones. The owner's hiding his wealth like this was another level of greed for money.

"But I am indeed curious about who is so talented that he can make up such an interesting plot without knowing much about innate people."

Chu Liuxiang also knew everyone who was familiar with the Xiantian people. They had all seen the many Buddhists fighting against the three-headed, six-armed demon Buddha in the desert of the Western Regions. Only those people truly understood what the Xiantian people were. He was very sure that none of them were interested in writing books or making plays. If they wanted to write, they might end up writing a martial arts secret book in their later years.

Moreover, the only place in the capital that the Xiantian people are familiar with is the Shenhou Mansion, and at most there are a few well-informed dignitaries. The people that ordinary people see most often are Qin Jiaxian and Tianji. The former is too down-to-earth and is no different from a local rich man. Although the latter is also very talkative, many of the things he says are incomprehensible to others, and he doesn't reveal any really useful information at all.

So even though he knew that the experiences of innate people were mostly beyond the norm, and he himself had seen and heard many outrageous things, when he saw the performance in the play, Chu Liuxiang would still immediately think that it was the playwright's fantasy and had nothing to do with the actual situation.

"What else can I make up? Just make it up. There are always many people like this."

Look at those who spread rumors or write unofficial history. Hu Tiehua has always recognized people's ability to make up stories.

"By the way, I always feel like there seems to be some other smell mixed in this restaurant. It's quite different from the wine and food. I don't know where it came from."

"If you ask this, I can't help you."

Chu Liuxiang spread his hands. Hu Tiehua could smell it, but he, an old bug, couldn't. Even if the other party said something, he couldn't help much. After all, his nose was just a decoration.

"The masters have gone out of town again, and I don't know if they can come back safely this time."

Although Ming Jian Jue Shi only told him that everyone should go out and chase the birds away, based on his previous experiences, Chu Liuxiang was already well aware of the magical law that "something bad will happen if you leave the city", and he felt that the final result would definitely have nothing to do with chasing the birds away.

At this time, someone took the initiative to come to the table of Chu Liuxiang and Hu Tiehua. They didn't care at first. After all, they were both famous martial arts celebrities. Hu Tiehua might be a little bit worse, but Chu Liuxiang was quite recognizable. He didn't try to cover up his identity in Beijing, so he relied on his face to get by.

When they saw someone coming, they just thought that they were recognized by others and that the other party wanted to come over to get close to them, so they didn't pay any attention. When the other party spoke, the two realized that this was not one of those nobles in the capital, nor was it a "hero" in the underworld. This was the owner of the restaurant where they were drinking, the abnormal owner that Hu Tiehua had just told them about, who was obviously greedy for money but would not reveal who the playwright was for money.

However, they were right in one thing. The other party did recognize the two as Chu Liuxiang and Hu Tiehua from the story "The geese and butterflies form double wings, and the fragrance of flowers fills the world", but whether he recognized them or not remains to be investigated.

"The shopkeeper said that someone wants to see the two of us?"

Hearing this, Chu Liuxiang and Hu Tiehua looked at each other. They were very familiar with this situation. They knew who they were, but they did not come to see them openly, and even asked someone to bring a message and lead the way. The other party was either a big devil who did not want to see the light of day, or an enemy who specifically targeted Chu Liuxiang.

Chu Liuxiang guessed it might be the former, because he was most active in the area around Jiangnan, and had never made enemies with people in the capital. If he had to say that he had a grudge... Gong Jiu was one of them, but this guy had been caught a long time ago, and it was impossible to find him.

"But he won't come out, where can we meet him? We just sat down and haven't even had a few sips of wine yet."

But even if it was the former, he was not someone he could contact casually. He was not completely idle now. He was still worried about the people leaving the city, and he didn't know the other party's background, so it was better to be cautious.

After all, he, Chu Liuxiang, doesn't join in every fun.

"Xiang Shuai, have you seen the play in our building? The one who wants to meet you two is the one who wrote the play."

The restaurant owner smiled and explained to Chu Liuxiang Hu Tiehua that as the owner of such a big restaurant, no matter how famous Chu Liuxiang was, he would not have to put on such a flattering smile. After all, in the capital, the most useful identity is not how many people you have killed or saved in the world, but how high your official position is, which party you belong to, and who you are on good terms with in the court.

In the capital, the atmosphere of the martial arts world is less than in other places. Except for some extremely powerful masters and people with rich families, most of the martial arts world is suppressed in the capital. Making trouble? Sure, Jinyiwei, Liushenmen or Shenhoufu? Choose one to catch you.

"That person said... as long as the two of you know a Xiantian, they will definitely agree to meet..."

"Innate? Hey!"

After the shopkeeper said this, Hu Tiehua came to his senses immediately. Since the other party would say this, there was only one possibility, that the person opposite was also a congenital person.

They had seen many Xiantian people, but why did a Xiantian not go out to join others and hide in a restaurant to write a play? It was really shameful.

"Old bug, you said this..."

"Okay, let's go there."

Chu Liuxiang understood what Hu Tiehua had not finished saying. Instead of contacting the righteous, he hid in the dark and made up a play. This innate person was probably not a decent person.

But since the other party has said this and even asked to see them by name, if they don’t cooperate... Chu Liuxiang can't guarantee that he can fight. His lightness skills are indeed much faster, but if the opponent turns into light and comes over, he and Hu Tiehua will have no way to escape.

He was also curious about what means the other party used to make the restaurant owner so obedient. He directly made up a story about the innate people and was not afraid of being caught by the masters living in the Shenhou Mansion. This must be a man with some means.

When leaving with the restaurant owner, Chu Liuxiang was still thinking about the other party's specific position. He did know an enemy who was thought to be silent in the dark. That was the one that Mingjian Juesheng had mentioned before, who might be the real culprit of the Buddha's evil disaster, the reincarnated Mara Hanba.

But he quickly denied this guess. How could Mara Hanba be someone who had the leisure time to write a play? And it was impossible for him to use this method to lure himself and Hu Tiehua to see him.

So who is this person? Where is he from? What is his position?

"Hmm...it's getting thicker."

Hu Tiehua frowned and raised his hand to fan around, trying to dilute the smell in his nose.

"What's wrong, Lao Hu?"

Chu Liuxiang, who can't smell anything, is confused every day.

"That's the strange smell I just mentioned. It's fragrant, strange, and there's a smell of alcohol I haven't smelled before. It's probably brought by that guy."

When saying the last sentence, Hu Tiehua lowered his voice so that only Chu Liuxiang beside him could hear it.

"Do you have any flares or something? If something happens to us, just call for help."

"Yes, yes, but..."

Hu Tiehua asked him about the flare, and coincidentally, Chu Liuxiang actually had one, and he had just obtained it not long ago.

"It was given to me by Immortal Tianji before I left, but Master Mingjian told me not to use it."