Chapter 201 Heart Sword (2)
The top floor suddenly became quiet.
The person who just spoke had an unfamiliar voice, and his provocative words clearly showed that he was not Lu Yi's subordinate.
The generals under Lu Yi's command quietly stood up and grabbed the weapons placed aside.
They even followed their usual tacit understanding and grouped themselves into twos and threes, forming a small but powerful battle formation.
Wuzhou City had just been captured, and the officials and civilians in the city were in a state of panic. Apart from the patrolling punitive troops, who dared to walk around outside?
Moreover, since Lu Yi was holding a banquet, Chunjiang Tower had already been vacated, and they were the only guests tonight.
From the first floor to the top floor, it was guarded by Lu Yi and the generals' personal guards.
How could an ordinary person sneak downstairs so silently?
Lu Yu narrowed his eyes and looked at Qingyou and the other two girls.
Qingyou and the other two girls stood up quietly. Qingyou shook her head at him, indicating that they didn't hear any unusual noises either.
Lu Yi was in a slightly heavy mood. If he had drunk too much and didn't hear the unusual movement below, it would be understandable. But the three Qingyou girls didn't notice any movement, and the enemy had sneaked in so close...
Otherwise, their personal guards are all trash.
Or, the enemy is too terrifying.
Lu Yi looked at Yu Dianhu.
Holding the heavy sword tightly, Yu Dianhu, who was standing back to back with two Yulin generals, laughed loudly: "Who is the one standing there? Get out here, gossiping about others behind their backs is not what a real man does."
"Oh, you are so arrogant. I will twist your tongue later."
There was a noise on the stairs, and seven or eight people walked up the stairs.
Two old men in green and six swordsmen in white.
The two old men had white hair and long beards, were of average build, and had a thin temperament. They looked no different from ordinary private school teachers.
The only abnormality was that their eyes were slightly bulging, their eyeballs were exceptionally clear, and there was a faint layer of green flowing around them, just like a bunch of top-quality cat's eyes.
The six white-robed swordsmen were very ordinary, just ordinary swordsmen from the Haojian Palace. At most, their cultivation was slightly stronger than that of ordinary swordsmen.
Lu Yi glanced at these swordsmen and could tell from the way they walked that all of their twelve main meridians had been opened, and only three or four of the eight extraordinary meridians had been opened.
Among secular martial artists, this is a very good achievement.
However, compared with real cultivators in the Furnace Realm, their level of cultivation is not up to par.
"It's a bit disrespectful for you to come here uninvited." Lu Yi put his hands behind his back and focused all his attention on the two old men in green. If this group of people were able to break into Chunjiang Tower without alerting anyone, the key was obviously them.
"What's there to say to a scoundrel like you who is bringing disaster to the country and the people?" The two old men in green robes put their hands behind their backs, smiled reservedly, and said nothing. A white-robed swordsman in his forties, with a three-inch short beard and a majestic demeanor, took two steps forward, his eyes red, and sneered at Lu Yi.
"Today, we are here to help Dayin and get rid of you, the traitor!"
The white-robed swordsman pointed fiercely at Lu Yi, and the sword at his waist made a humming sound.
Lu Yi, Qing You and the other two girls simultaneously looked towards the sword at his waist.
Unlike the five-foot green sword that is standard equipment for ordinary swordsmen in Haojian Palace, the scabbard of the sword on the waist of this middle-aged man is made of the skin of some unknown python or snake. It has obvious patterns and colorful ancient colors. It should be quite old.
The shapes of the exposed hilt, pommel and guard of the sword are also different from the popular styles of Dayin today. The shape is simple and the material used is also quite special, with dark cloud patterns faintly emerging.
This sword is not long, only about two feet and five or six inches.
Compared to Lu Yi's Silver Dragon Sword, this sword is a little longer, but compared to an ordinary sword, this sword is obviously much shorter.
"This sword is good." Qingyou suddenly said, "It's a pity that you are such a bad person."
Lu Yi laughed.
The swordsman in white glared at Qingyou: "You ignorant woman, what do you know?"
Qingyou pursed her lips and glanced at the white-robed swordsman: "Ignorant woman? Isn't your mother a woman?"
The swordsman in white was stunned and said angrily, "How dare you! You are indeed a shameless witch who has teamed up with the traitors. You are sharp-tongued and not a good person. Today, don't blame me for punishing the traitors for the country. I will also wipe out all of you witches."
Qingyou was stunned, and took out a thick set of ancestral notes from the bag beside him.
She flipped through a few pages, then nodded as if she had suddenly realized something. "Yeah, there are also records in the notes of our ancestors that some hypocritical people who appear to be righteous associate with demons, but they like to speak righteously and occupy the moral high ground. Then, under the pretext of exorcising demons and upholding justice, they commit despicable and vulgar acts such as theft and prostitution."
Qingyou put down the letter, looked at the white-robed swordsman and said seriously: "Lu Yi is a good man. He is a general appointed by the emperor to fight against disloyalty. You are traitors to Dayin, you are traitors to the country, you are rebels, you are monsters!"
The swordsman in white said angrily: "Young lady, you are so insolent!"
Qingyou continued, "The heads of the 100,000 imperial guards from Wuzhou City are still in the camp. The evidence is irrefutable. There is no need for you to quibble."
The two old men in green frowned and glanced at the swordsman in white.
The white-robed swordsman felt the unhappy gazes of the two old men. He took a deep breath and shouted sternly: "The imperial guards of Wuzhou City..."
Qingyou let out a light shout, and a chill filled the rooftop of Chunjiang Tower, forcing the white-robed swordsman to retract his words.
She sneered, "I am a little girl, I don't understand any great principles. I only know that no matter who is right or wrong, even if the imperial guards of Wuzhou City are wrong, you shouldn't have killed 100,000 people by poisoning and assassination!"
"Are all the 100,000 imperial guards guilty of heinous crimes?"
"They are the regular army of the imperial court. They guard one side and even if they have no merit, they have worked hard. You are selfish..."
The murderous sword intent emanating from Qingyou's body forced the white-clothed swordsman to lose his balance. Every time she said a word, the white-clothed swordsman took a step back in embarrassment. Before Qingyou could finish her words, the white-clothed swordsman was almost forced to fall down the stairs, with blood already oozing out of his mouth.
The two old men in green couldn't bear to watch any longer.
They took a step forward together, and two ethereal sword intents burst out of their bodies, colliding fiercely with the murderous sword intent on Qingyou's body that was as real as a substance.
With a ding sound, like the collision of swords, the air between Qingyou and the two old men in green shirts squirmed and twisted. The bright candlelight of hundreds of candles lit on the top floor suddenly dimmed, and it took three breaths to slowly recover.
Qingyou took three steps back, took a few deep breaths, and was unable to finish her words.
The two old men didn't move at all, their eyes suddenly lit up, and they looked at Qingyou with joy.
"Sharp-tongued, eloquent." An old man in green shirt stroked his long beard and said leisurely, "I didn't expect to meet a fellow here. Little girl, what sect are you from?"
Qingyou subconsciously picked up the ancestor's handwritten notes, flipped through them quickly, and then muttered: "Taoism, sword cultivation, Heart Sword Sect... Control the sword with the mind, transform the mind into the sword, the sword light moves with the heart, and can condense an invisible sword of mind to cut people's souls in mid-air."
Qing You raised her head and looked at the two old men in green shirts very seriously: "Taoism? Heart Sword Sect?"
The expressions of the two old men in green shirts also turned serious.
In the notes that Qingyou was reading, the origin of their own sect was actually described clearly. This was not the kind of background that a small family could have.
The spiritual power of this world has collapsed. All the sects that have the conditions and strength are hiding in the mountain gates and surviving. Those who have been able to preserve their heritage to this day are all powerful forces that were able to dominate an area in the past.
Although the three Qingyou girls are young, their cultivation is still a little immature.
But seeing that Qingyou can tell his origins right away, this is something that cannot be underestimated.
However, among the three religions of Buddhism, Taoism and Demonism, is there any sect that is a sword-cultivating sect?
After thinking seriously for a while, the two old men in green shirts shook their heads in confusion.
"Little girl, don't make the mistake and tell me your origins." An old man in green clothes pointed at Qingyou and said coldly, "From your appearance, you seem to have just left the sect and are traveling outside. Don't make friends with bandits or go astray, which will delay your life."
Lu Yi put his hands behind his back and walked forward step by step.
He sneered, "You made friends with bandits by mistake? So, I, the Duke of Tianyang appointed by the current emperor, am a bandit, a traitor to the country, and a bastard who has committed heinous crimes?"
The old man in green sneered, "Isn't it?"
Lu Yu rolled his eyes: "Well, the current emperor is the legitimate heir of the country, so his words are useless?"
The two old men in green robes sneered sarcastically.
If the emperor's words were effective, how could Dongqi Bo have rebelled?
Lu Yi walked step by step to the front of the two old men in green robes. With his successful practice, Lu Yi was now nearly ten feet tall, while the two old men were just under eight feet tall. Lu Yi looked down at them from above , just like a strong man looking down at two children.
The two old men frowned.
Lu Yu's behavior was extremely outrageous. He was using his height advantage to provoke and even insult them.
An old man in green shirt raised his right hand, a sword light was faintly visible on his palm, he gently slapped Lu Yi's chest and abdomen: "Forget it, there is no point...meaning...in talking nonsense with you!"
The word 'meaning' could not be uttered.
Because between the eyebrows of Lu Yi who was looking down at them, a Vajra Buddha seal the size of a baby's fist suddenly appeared.
Lu Yu's skin also changed from bronze to light gold in an instant, and the Vajra Buddha Seal emitted a faint golden glow. An extremely domineering, powerful, and scorching aura like a burning flame gushed out from Lu Yu's body, like a golden mountain, Mount Sumeru, smashing down on the two old men.
The Vajra Buddha Seal between the eyebrows has an aura as indestructible as the Diamond Mountain.
This is clearly a characteristic of a true disciple of the Great Vajra Temple, and only a core disciple whose cultivation has reached a certain level.
The old man in green who was about to attack froze in place.
He originally wanted to rely on his identity and strength as a Taoist swordsman to bully a group of young martial artists in the secular world, but suddenly he ran into a true disciple of Buddhism with profound cultivation. How would this matter end?
The secret covenant of the three religions is still in effect.
The promise made by the Taoist and Demonic sects to let the Buddhist sect take first action is still ringing in my ears.
Well, let’s not talk about the secret covenants and promises of the three religions for now. Aren’t secret covenants and promises meant to be torn up?
The key to the problem is that if they were people from other Buddhist sects, it would be fine, because other Buddhist sects still have reason.
But the fine tradition of these bald barbarians in the Great Vajra Temple is:
No matter whether I am right or not, I think I am right!
If you don't believe me, come and look at my fist as big as a casserole. Do you think I'm right?
The two old men in blue shirts had a headache for a while.
