Chapter 270 What is this? (2)
The monk who delivered the message left.
Xiong Taidou smashed all the furnishings in the big tent to pieces, and several outer disciples of the Great Vajra Temple who followed him to Anping Prefecture to start a rebellion were slapped away by him.
"What is this?"
"What is this?"
"What on earth is this?"
Xiong Taidou was so angry that he vomited blood.
His breathing was disordered, and the chaotic energy and blood rushed against several extraordinary meridians and broke dozens of acupoints. His internal organs were severely damaged by the blood rushing against them due to the rage.
Xiong Taidou panted heavily and finally sat down on the ground.
With eyes wide open, Xiong Taidou stared blankly at the neatly arranged camp outside through the gap in the tent that was broken by his punch.
He had loved martial arts since childhood, and had mastered the martial arts passed down in the Xiong family martial arts school to the extreme when he was seventeen, to the point where there was no room for improvement.
So he traveled all over the world looking for masters.
While traveling around the world, he heard many legends of sacred immortals and demons, so his idea of looking for martial arts masters turned into looking for immortals and achieving immortality.
Hard work pays off. When he was in his forties, he finally met the deacon of the outer sect of the Great Vajra Temple who was traveling in the mountains. Perhaps it was a rapport, or perhaps it was because of Xiong Taidou's talent, in short, he became a disciple of the outer sect of the Great Vajra Temple.
The outer sect skills of the Great Vajra Temple are far superior to secular martial arts.
Taidou Xiong immersed himself in the unfathomable Buddhist knowledge and practiced hard in the mountains for more than twenty years.
Finally one day, his master told him that the sect would have a big move in the secular world. Xiong Taidou, as the best outer disciple, was selected to cooperate with another inner elite disciple, Lu Yu, to put on a good show in Dayin.
Xiong Taidou started a rebellion and Lu Yu suppressed it.
On one side are the bandits, on the other side are the soldiers. The bandits and the soldiers work together. The bandits gradually occupy larger territories, while the soldiers gain more power!
Whether it is the territory occupied by bandits or the soldiers' increasing status and power, it is all luck.
In the Jishengtian where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has been revived, luck is the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and it is the foundation of the sect. The more luck you earn, the greater the benefit it will bring to the sect.
Xiong Taidou readily agreed and left the mountains with a group of friendly outer sect brothers and returned to the world.
He ran away from home when he was seventeen or eighteen, and when he returned he was already in his seventies.
The elders of the Xiong clan that he was once familiar with had long since died, and his brothers were also either dead or disabled. The only bloodline left was Xiong Dingtian.
Xiong Dingtian died because of Lu Yi. Xiong Taidou boasted that it was only natural for him to cause trouble for Lu Yi!
But who could have thought!
The Buddhist plan was completely deviated from the original plan because of Lu Yi, this freak and this alien.
The arrangements made in Anping Prefecture did not play much of a role at all - Lu Yi used his incredible luck to become the emperor's favorite at such an incredible speed, and the speed at which his official position was promoted was simply inhuman.
Because of Lu Yu, the Great Vajra Temple, and even the entire Buddhist community, ascended to the top in one step, and occupied an absolutely dominant position in the Dayin Dynasty when the spiritual vitality of heaven and earth was revived.
In fact, there is no need for the unrest in Anping Prefecture to continue.
But Xiong Taidou was very stubborn and extremely obstinate. He firmly led the rioters to a stalemate and fight with Moro Xiu's city defense forces.
The high-ranking officials of the Great Vajra Temple all focused their attention on the turbulent land of Gaojing. Anping Prefecture was too small for those high-ranking gods and immortals. Therefore, no one stopped Xiong Taidou's fight in time.
Until today.
Because of his background, Moro Xiu fled with a group of trusted people.
Over the years, the nobles who had shared hardships with Yinzhen in Dazhou in the far north sent a group of young clansmen to Anpingzhou to pick peaches.
As long as the rebellion in Anping Prefecture is quelled, these young nephews and nephews of noble families will be able to accumulate military merits, get promoted and make a fortune!
And what about Xiong Taidou?
The original plan was completely overturned.
There is no need for him to start a war or lead rioters across the world.
Because an official document issued by Lu Yi in the name of the Minister of Taichang Temple could allow the Buddhist strongholds to spread all over the world openly and make the Buddhist faith the legitimate one of Dayin.
All the credit goes to Lu Yi.
The attention of the Buddhist high-ranking officials will only be focused on him.
And what about him, Xiong Taidou?
So many years of hard practice.
So many years of hardship in the mountains.
So many years of hard work.
After so many years of loyalty to the sect...
"Damn it, you won't even give me one Red Lotus Deliverance Pill, not even one. At least give me one!" Xiong Taidou was so jealous that his internal organs were burning and he spat out another mouthful of blood.
Even just one?
Xiong Taidou is old, and he practices the outer sect skills of the Great Vajra Temple. With his talent and aptitude, he is extremely lucky to be able to practice to the peak of the Furnace Realm.
However, as long as he has a Red Lotus Deliverance Pill, he can break through the Fiery Realm!
As long as he could light a furnace, he could break through the Fiery Realm... his lifespan, his lifespan...
"Even if it's just a dog... you guys have to feed it, right?" Xiong Taidou gritted his teeth, panted, and looked at the sky with red eyes: "This is not fair, this is not fair!"
Wisps of black gas emerged from under the big tent and lingered in the tent. Soon, they turned into a huge barrier, enclosing the entire tent.
If this kind of thing happened in the past, Xiong Taidou would have jumped up and shouted loudly.
But at this moment, his mind was blank and he felt quite hopeless... He felt that his entire life was a failure, he didn't want to live anymore, he wanted to die!
There was no hope for cultivation, and all his efforts were in vain, and he was unable to seek justice for his descendants!
So, this strange black air, a mere abnormality, is nothing more than that?
You’re not afraid of death, so why are you afraid of this?
Yuan Lingtian, the current magic calculator of the Demonic Calculation Sect quietly emerged from the black air. He had his left hand behind his back and the five fingers of his right hand lightly played with an abacus stick, making the thin abacus dance as smoothly as a windmill.
"Hey, fair? You say fair?" The magic calculator sneered loudly, "You are talking about fairness to a thief from the Buddhist sect. Are you crazy?"
"Let me tell you frankly, those bald Buddhists talk about compassion and are sanctimonious, but in reality they are nothing but utilitarian."
“When you are useful to them, you are the Buddha in their hearts.”
"When you are useless to them, you are just an ant in their eyes."
"When you become an ant in their hearts, the most they can say is: Sweeping the floor may hurt the lives of ants, so I will step lightly. This is the greatest mercy."
"And you should be grateful, thank them and say - thank you Master for not being blind and not trampling me to pieces. I am so grateful that I will be crushed to pieces and lose everything I have to repay the Master for his kindness!"
Every word that Mo Suanzi said hit Xiong Taidou's heart right at that moment.
A glimmer gradually appeared in Xiong Taidou's gray eyes. He gathered his spirits and looked at Mo Suanzi seriously: "My brother, judging from your approach, it's not a good one... You are not like Mo Luoxiu from Anping Pass, a demon who came here to rebel against me, right?"
Mo Suanzi walked up to Xiong Taidou with a smile, flipped his hand, took out a chair, and sat down steadily.
"Yes, I am here to incite you to revolt."
The magic calculator smiled at Xiong Taidou and said, "Originally, my plan was to cooperate with Lu Yi, the Lord of Weiyang whom you just cursed, and severely trick my fellow Taoists who came from the same place as me, so that our sect could gain the upper hand and I could make a great contribution."
With a bitter smile, Mo Suanzi shook his head gently: "But, these days I have been observing carefully in Gaojing, and after carefully collecting intelligence from all sides, I found that cooperating with Lu Yi is a bit like courting disaster... That kid is a bit evil, I am afraid that he will chop me with a sword one day, and I will have no place to complain."
"I discovered an even more terrifying fact."
The abacus in the magic calculator's hand spun faster, even making a sharp 'whooshing' sound. Inside the abacus, a strange black light lingered, gradually condensing into several strange runes.
"Terrible?" Xiong Taidou sneered: "There is nothing more serious in the world than death. If you are not afraid of death, what are you afraid of?"
The magic calculator looked at Xiong Taidou and said in a deep voice, "What I mean by great terror is that some high and mighty people, for the sake of an opportunity, disregarded the principles of heaven and humanity, destroyed the blood ties, and sacrificed their own blood to death."
"Haha, in order to prevent them from dying quickly enough, I have to do something to them before they leave."
Mo Suanzi said softly, "I just feel strange. The group of Taoist friends who traveled with me are usually as smart as ghosts. Why did they suddenly become so arrogant and presumptuous when they came to your territory? Even... they seem to have no brains?"
Xiong Taidou's face became even uglier.
The words of Mo Suanzi pierced the wound in his heart again.
He felt that he was just like those unlucky guys mentioned by Mo Suanzi, who were casually discarded by his elders.
"What do you want to say?" Xiong Taidou looked at Mo Suanzi curiously.
"You know Wuzhou City, right?" Mo Suanzi said softly, "Lu Yi defeated Dongqi Bo's army in Wuzhou City and made great contributions... There was a group of fellow Taoists who came from the same place as me. They joined forces to attack Wuzhou City a few days ago, and then all of them were trapped in the formation. 70% died and 30% were captured alive ."
The magic calculator shook his head slightly: "They shouldn't be so stupid...but they did such a stupid thing."
“So, I remembered some very confusing words my master said to me before I left.”
The magic calculator drooped his eyelids and whispered, "Perhaps this is also part of my master's calculations? But no matter what, I have to thank him for not doing something similar to me. I am still able to have a clear mind and discuss various future plans with you here."
"Of course, it is also possible that my master has already made a move and I was unaware of it?"
With a self-deprecating smile, the magic calculator shook his head and said, "But no matter what, I need an ally, an ally who can buy me a glimmer of hope at certain critical moments."
Xiong Taidou pointed to the blood on his chest and said coldly: "Ally? What can an ally like me do for you?"
The magic calculator smiled slightly and said softly: "You are a little weak, but what if I can use our sect's art of shifting the secrets of heaven to directly transfer the cultivation of some high monks to you?"
"It's similar to your Buddhist enlightenment, but more profound and subtle..." Demon Calculator looked at Xiong Taidou with a smile: "Worthy to try? Isn't it? You definitely won't trust me, but at least it's a chance for you to settle accounts with Lu Yi, isn't it?"
Xiong Taidou stared straight at Mo Suanzi.
