Volume 2: A sudden change in the prison, a red-clothed man goes out to find a thief Chapter 152 Every Jianghu has a past
Demonic cult.
When these two words fell, there was silence. The Taoists all looked unhappy, because most of them had experienced the previous battle.
At that time, the Jianghu was in chaos, with demons and monsters running rampant . The entire Jianghu was like a pool of muddy water, and it was extremely difficult to stay out of it.
The only thing that caused such a scene was the two words "demon cult".
There is naturally a reason why the Demonic Cult is called the Demonic Cult.
They were not called the Demon Sect at the beginning, but called themselves the Eight Suffering Sect. These eight sufferings are taken from the eight sufferings in the Buddhist scriptures, namely: suffering of birth, suffering of aging, suffering of illness, suffering of death, suffering of separation from loved ones, suffering of not getting what one desires, suffering of meeting with those one hates, and suffering of the burning of the five aggregates..
At the same time, these eight sufferings also correspond to the eight halls of the sect. When it was at its peak, the number of people included in it was countless, including people from the underworld and ordinary people, from all corners of the country, scattered across the nine states.
At that time, no one could tell whether they had followers of the Eight Bitterness Sect around them, because at the beginning, the Eight Bitterness Sect was not a clear force or sect.
It originated in troubled times and took root in a peaceful world. It used the theory of the Eight Sufferings to attract disciples and help them overcome the Eight Sufferings together. The disciples could have other sects or clans of their own. They only needed to participate in the gatherings of the Eight Sufferings Sect and come when the Eight Sufferings Sect called them.
It can be said that compared to power, it is more like a belief, or a religion, or even a heresy. It can make believers follow blindly and unconditionally, so that they can act and stop at the command.
At the beginning, no one noticed its threat. It was not until the moment it began to show its true colors that people in the world realized it, but it was already too late.
Almost overnight, the Eight Bitter Sect controlled nearly half of the sects in the martial arts world, because their followers had already been deeply rooted in those sects like maggots on the tarsal bone. Even the leaders of some sects were one of their followers.
As a result, the Eight Bitterness Sect set off a bloody storm in the martial arts world.
What it wants seems to be very simple, and it has been very simple from the beginning. It wants to unify the entire world. Those who follow it will prosper, and those who go against it will perish.
Unfortunately, no one ever saw its intention before it took action.
It was not until most of the martial arts world had fallen into the hands of the Eight Sufferings Sect that people in the martial arts world finally woke up from their dreams and realized the truth.
But at this time they had almost no power to resist. Under the attack of the Eight Bitter Sect, the remaining forces in the martial arts world were in danger.
At this time, the imperial court intervened.
They mobilized nearly one million troops and, under the leadership of Tian Ce Mansion, assisted the remaining people in the martial arts world in attacking the Eight Bitterness Sect.
At the same time, all the remaining forces in the martial arts world gathered together to compete with the Eight Bitterness Sect.
This war lasted for three years, bringing disaster to the whole world, from the south of the Yangtze River to the northwest, from the border to the frontier, with more than a million people killed and injured. Until the last year, the court and the people of the underworld forced the last force of the Eight Bitter Sect to Fenglang Mountain in Luo County.
They fought the final battle, in which the sky was covered with blood and the mountains and forests were stained with blood.
It was also that battle that made the world understand how high a person's martial arts skills could be.
He Lang, the leader of the Eight Bitter Sect, fought against 42 famous masters alone. After killing 28 of them, he died of exhaustion. His body did not fall down even after he was beheaded. His eyes were wide open and his face was grinning.
Even now, many people still feel terrified when they think of that battle.
This naturally includes several disciples from Wudang Mountain and the sect leader Zhang Changchen.
Zhang Changchen was one of the forty-two famous masters who besieged He Lang back then . He still remembers that at that time, he was just a step away from dying at the hands of He Lang.
That feeling was something he had never experienced before, a feeling of certain death. You know, even back then, his martial arts were almost perfect, and there were few people in the world who could be his opponent.
But before He Lang, he still couldn't block more than ten moves. If he hadn't been helped by someone at the beginning, he wouldn't be sitting here now.
After He Lang's death, the disciples of the Eight Sufferings Sect fled in all directions, and the imperial court pursued and intercepted them, eventually completely wiping out the Eight Sufferings Sect.
And this is the favor that the people of Jianghu owed the imperial court.
However, this cannot be considered a complete favor, because everyone knew at that time that the relationship between the underworld and the imperial court was one of mutual dependence.
If the Eight Bitterness Sect unified the martial arts world, the next to be destroyed would probably be the imperial court.
But the imperial court saved the lives of all the people in the martial arts world in the end, so the people in the martial arts world accepted this favor.
It was for this reason that the national call to action was later issued.
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In the branch courtyard of Wudang Sect, Zhang Changchen looked at the pale-faced disciples sitting below him, sighed and said.
"So, you should know the importance of this matter. I need you to find out the truth as soon as possible and confirm whether this matter is true. If you really see traces of the Eight Bitter Sect's activities again, immediately notify all the sects in the martial arts world and clean up the sects. Never repeat the mistakes of the past."
"Yes!" All the disciples answered in unison, and even the confused Taoist sat up straight.
"Okay, you can leave now." Zhang Changchen seemed a little tired and waved his hand.
"I'll leave the specific matters to you, Zhenxuan, to arrange ."
"Disciple obeys your command." Zhenxuan said, and then led a group of disciples to stand up and walk out.
"Why……"
After the disciples walked away, Zhang Changchen, sitting on his seat, gently exhaled the foul air in his chest, raised his head, looked towards the sky and said.
"I hope this isn't the coming storm."
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In Baihua Valley, the disciples are still busy today, either picking herbs, making soup, or planting grass. In short, no one stops for a moment.
Sometimes they looked like a swarm of bees, always hurrying from flower to flower and making a constant buzzing noise.
But on this day, a red figure flew over the valley.
Bai Yaoer is not good at dealing with people. After all, she has stayed in the mountains for so long and has not spoken to many people.
So this time she didn't plan to pay a visit to the mountain gate, she planned to find Li Si herself.
However, after searching for a long time, all she saw were women, which made her feel inexplicably dissatisfied.
Humph, staying in a place full of women, that guy must have bad intentions, and he might be lying in some beautiful place right now. Thinking of this, the expression on Bai Yao's face became even colder, and his steps became faster.
Suddenly, she heard two female disciples passing by talking in the valley.
"Hey, why do you think Mr. Li uses so many medicines every time he treats his body?"
"Stupid, Mr. Li is seriously ill. What a pity that such a good person is not favored by God."
Mr. Li, are you seriously ill?
Hearing these two words, Bai Yaoer frowned, then slowed down her pace, leaned over the mountain wall, and followed the two female disciples silently.
