Volume 4: Blue Dragon Changes the World Chapter 157: The Power of the Temple, the Western Region Killer
The moonlight is as silver as the sky, illuminating the earth.
Li Muchan sat on the boat, looking at the moon in the water, lost in thought for a long time, as if thinking about something.
The pursuers on the north bank had disappeared, but he did not feel at ease. Instead, he felt that a sense of oppression, as if a storm was approaching.
It seems that showing some of my strength is a good idea.
It is said that if you are not willing to sacrifice your shoes, you will not be able to catch a wolf. Now that he is willing to sacrifice himself, I wonder what kind of monster he will catch?
The minor characters have all left, and it's finally time for the big guys to come on stage.
What's more, he was injured. Those big fish that were lurking in the dark and ready to make a move, including those that had been dormant for many years, would definitely not be able to hold back.
But what Li Muchan is most interested in now is no longer the Qinglong Society, but Baiyujing.
This nobleman who came from the imperial court is very ambitious and must have someone behind him. He will never be willing to give up and will definitely take action after this setback.
I just don't know if that person can sit still. It would be more interesting if he could be lured out.
Thinking of this, Li Muchan couldn't help but feel a little scared.
It's not like he hadn't thought about fighting the Qinglong Society to the death, but after thinking it over again and again, he still felt that it was not safe.
The worst thing for people is to think they are invincible once they gain power and become arrogant and self-righteous once they have a little ability and confidence. Such people often end up being defeated by their own arrogance.
If he really did that, he would probably be a prisoner and suffer torture, or die with regrets and no place to be buried.
Moreover, he was in a passive position in Jinling. No one knew how many spies the Qinglong Society had planted, and he had no subordinates with whom he could confide. Once he took action, he would have to capture the leader first. By then, no matter how powerful he was, facing a group of subordinates waiting to stab him in the back, plus a group of masters ambushing him, ten lives would not be enough to kill him.
Moreover, ever since the secret of "Parting Hook" was exposed, he dared not be careless and was always extremely wary of that "temple".
Now it seems that it is indeed not that simple...
"Um?"
Suddenly, Li Muchan’s mind stopped.
Because he felt a sharp aura.
I saw on the river bank not far away, there was an old, strong and gnarled tree with a branch growing out, which lay diagonally across the river, as if it wanted to reach into the Moon Palace.
And on that tree branch, there was a person who had been waiting for a long time, standing with his arms folded, his body as light as a feather, so light that it seemed to be rising and falling slowly with the river breeze, as if he was about to fly away at any time.
This man is tall and sturdy, with a green face and cold brows, tightly dressed, and two hooks on his waist...
It turned out to be the person he had just thought of.
Parting hook.
It is rumored that this hook is like a sword but not a sword, like a knife but not a knife. There is only one, but now it has become a pair. I wonder if it will be more powerful.
Fortunately, this person only had coldness in his eyes, but no murderous intent.
Li Muchan was somewhat curious about what the other party would say. Since he had no intention of starting a fight over something, the camp this person belonged to might be somewhat different from Bai Yujing's.
As long as there is strife in the martial arts world, there will never be peace in the government, and it may even be more dangerous.
Bai Yujing wants to seize Qinglong, and since he has someone behind him, he naturally has an opponent.
A person like Li Muchan is extremely powerful and has wealth that can rival a country. Some people want to deal with him, and of course some people want to make friends with him.
This was also one of the reasons why he withdrew from Jinling City, even at the risk of his life. He just wanted to see if there were anyone other than the Jinqian Gang and the Divine Sword Villa who dared to stand up and form an alliance with him in the turbulent waves.
The green-faced man had a bright and upright look in his eyes. Before he spoke, he suddenly shook his hand and threw two stones, hitting the necks of the two escorts who were looking out from the bow of the boat.
The two of them were filled with surprise and exclaimed in surprise, then fell down without a word.
The green-faced man asked in a cold and hard tone: "Have you guessed anything?"
As soon as the boat stabilized, Li Muchan grinned and said, "Are you the one I'm waiting for?"
The green-faced man's eyes sparkled: "I originally chose the Divine Sword Villa, but I suddenly changed my mind. You seem to be a better choice. Can I trust you?"
Li Muchan raised his eyebrows: "This is actually what I wanted to ask. It seems that we have no choice."
Suddenly, his eyes flickered, as if he had sensed something: "Is there a big fish coming?"
The green-faced man's face was tightly clenched as he said solemnly, "It's more than just big. It's a big fish that can swallow the whole world. And he has already noticed you. He might make a move soon. Or maybe he has already made a move and is on his way. Plus, there are masters from the 'Green Dragon Society'. Can you get away?"
Li Muchan hesitated for a moment, then asked, "You haven't asked me yet?"
The man said in a deep voice: "My surname is Yang, and I am a constable in the capital."
Li Muchan narrowed his eyes slightly and said gently: "Well, I'll give it a try. It shouldn't be a problem."
"I'll come back to see you."
The man named Yang stared at him, then suddenly flew into the air and flew into the mountains in the blink of an eye, as if he came here just to say a few words and meet him.
Li Muchan looked at the other person's back, pondered for a while, and then said to himself: "This water is really getting more and more muddy."
Suddenly, he snapped his fingers, and the moon in the water became blurry and hazy, ripples appeared, and suddenly a mass of blood spread out, and then a corpse floated out.
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The next day.
"Sir, Sanjiangkou is ahead."
The old escort, wrapped in his newly taken-off coat, looked at the boats coming and going on the river, and his tense expression relaxed a lot.
Even if he had traveled all over the country for most of his life, it would probably not be as thrilling as the past few days. It was like a dream.
Sanjiangkou refers to the place where Shengshui River, Minjiang River and Yangtze River converge.
The three rivers and six banks are a place of magnificent scenery. Here the mighty river water is divided into clear and turbid water. Although they flow into one stream, the two are incompatible and clearly separated.
On both sides of the river, the mountains are rolling and full of greenery and vitality.
There is also a market on the shore, nestled between the mountains and the water, with a noisy crowd of people shouting all kinds of obscure dialects and slang.
The old escort lowered his voice and introduced: "Young master, don't be careless. This place is in a unique location. It is not only where three rivers converge, but also where Shu, Guizhou, and Yunnan meet. Therefore, it is a mixed place. Moreover, the majority of people here are actually people from various ethnic groups in the southwest. Sometimes you can even see Tantric lamas and demons from the demon sect coming in and out. It can be said that this is a no-man's land and it is very dangerous."
As he flicked his sleeves, the boat came to the shore. Li Muchan said gently, "It is indeed dangerous."
The old escort was stunned at first, then he smiled awkwardly, then he remembered that the man in front of him was the master of the waterways in the current martial arts world, how could he not know.
The three of them went ashore and walked for a while, and arrived at a nearby market. But at a glance, they saw that the items on sale were mountain products, game, some exotic flowers and plants, poisonous plants and strange insects, each one more rare and strange than the other.
Moreover, the vendors in the market are also somewhat unusual. There are few Han people, and most of them are from various ethnic groups in the southwest. You can also see a few red-robed lamas and even monks from the Western Regions.
Li Muchan suddenly said, "You two should hide for now and avoid it."
The old escort was stunned. Before he could understand what it meant, a group of peddlers suddenly rushed over.
These people were either carrying bulging bags, or backpacks, or cargo boxes with many bells hanging on them, as well as small . They were all big and strong, and there were about a dozen of them.
By the time the peddlers had passed by one by one, the two escorts had disappeared.
Li Muchan turned around and glanced at the river surface. He put his hand on the knife at his waist and suddenly threw the bag containing the green jade magic wand into the air. A flash of knife light appeared in the air, and the bag exploded with a "bang".
The mechanism hidden inside is clearly fake.
Li Muchan seemed to have expected this and was not surprised or panicked. Beside him, he saw several Tantric lamas and Western monks walking towards him.
"I'm so sorry to meet you all in a place like this. I'm sorry for being so inconsiderate."
He looked at the river with his hands behind his back, and saw six people beside him, four men and two women. Although they looked kind, they were all ruthless people who had killed countless people in various countries in the Western Regions and acted recklessly.
Some are strong men who practice external kung fu, some are traitors of Tantric Buddhism, some are masters of the Peacock Kingdom, some are extremely vicious, some betray their teachers and destroy their ancestors, and each one is more cruel and vicious than the other.
These were all killers he hired at great expense.
The Qinglong Society has absolute control over the martial arts world in the Central Plains, so he will start from the west.
It is impolite not to reciprocate, so of course you have to fight back.
The first one, a skinny lama, spoke in a broken and stiff Chinese: "You are too polite, sir. The leader asked me to say hello to you on his behalf."
Li Muchan was surprised and asked, "It actually established a religion?"
The old lama rolled his eyes and said dully, "Rakshasa religion!"
Li Muchan's eyes sparkled, and then he smiled and said softly: "Destroy the Tang Sect in Shu first."
