The Seven Great Saints

  Xiao Yu Jingxuan is a person who lives up to her name. From the outside, her face appears to be as round and delicate as white jade that has been finely carved, with features so exquisite that they give people an unfamiliar feeling.

  From Lin Xu's personal perspective, he would think that he was appreciating a cleverly crafted work of art, rather than interacting with a living being.

  Although Yuqi is limited by her own low moral character and cannot complete the full humanization, she can only maintain this underage girl's appearance. Strictly speaking, her facial features are a bit hard and slightly neutralized. The key issue is that in those groups with special orientations, personal aesthetic views and social mainstream groups have deviations, which is a common thing. Lin Xu has such a little beauty by his side, and it's not surprising that Huang Shiren, the landowner, would tease him like this. This problem is purely self-inflicted.

  "You're a shameless old man, deliberately squeezing me, right? No explanation, just like an old thief with a guilty conscience."

  Lin Xu glared at the old land with a bad temper, but the words that were stuck in his heart couldn't be spoken out loud. He could only secretly encourage himself, and as for external signs, it was just someone's eyelid jumping wildly!

  Needless to say, Lin Xu is an important ally, and Huang Shi Ren would not be bored enough to deliberately make fun of him and ruin their relationship. This time, it was just taking the opportunity to joke at close range, and in another way, advise Lin Xu, hoping that he would seriously consider the proposal of a marriage alliance between the two families.

  At this time, Huang Shiran smiled at Lin Xu and said:

  "You've been gone for a long time, and if the back house remains vacant for years without an owner, I'm afraid people will suspect that you have a secret affair with Dragon Yang. In the end, it will damage your reputation. This matter cannot be taken lightly!"

  The ancient Chinese people's attitude towards private matters was generally more open-minded than later generations imagined, except for certain periods when social customs were more conservative, and various private indulgences were utterly chaotic.

  Don't mention pedophilia, drug addiction and homosexuality, all of these decadent entertainment projects were left over by our ancestors, none of them were invented or innovated by later generations.

  For example, the anecdote of "cut sleeve" that appeared in the Han Dynasty is a direct portrayal of the intimate feelings of gay men and also the favorite project of rotten women. A handsome man with a crown and a broad belt and another man wearing an imperial robe in the deep palace, the two of them holding hands with each other... then... Lin Xu was afraid he would vomit, so he had to stop there. As for the historical anecdotes about taking medicine, it is necessary to mention the glorious tradition that many famous scholars of Wei and Jin dynasties liked to take Wushi powder.

  It is said that from the perspective of traditional Chinese medicine, Wushi San should be a kind of "good medicine for human life" with both tonic and hallucinogenic effects.

  If that's the case, then the Wei and Jin scholars are just like those intellectually underdeveloped rebellious teenagers who think they're being innovative and avant-garde by going to discos and bars to indulge in *thrill-seeking promiscuous behavior. The two have a kind of eerie similarity.

  Huang Shiren is a native of this circle, and over the centuries, no matter what new or strange things have happened, he has already seen them all. He doesn't consider personal private life to be very important, but instead advises Lin Xu to take precautions early on to prevent rumors from spreading.

  Lin Xu's attitude towards this was one of disapproval, shaking his head and saying:

  "It's come to this, old land, you're overthinking it."

  Lin Xiu didn't take it to heart, and Huang Shiren sighed and stopped talking. For now, with a great enemy in front of them, this kind of trivial matter could be left to be slowly resolved later, there was no need to rush.

  An unpleasant conversation on the city wall did not affect the normal progress of the war, and the battle between Jiang's militia and the White Lotus army quickly entered a white-hot state from the start.

  They knew the principle that morale can be boosted but not leaked, and they saw those sharp soldiers who were rushing to the front of the team being cut down like wheat by scythes, and the crossbow arrows shot from the city wall fell in a neat row. Seeing this scene, the backbone members of the White Lotus Sect could no longer sit still, and if they let the situation develop like this, the Jiang family would come again with a few more rounds of shooting, and their side would be greatly frustrated, at that time they wouldn't even need to fight, everyone would just scatter and escape!

  Having weighed the pros and cons, the senior brothers immediately brought out their signature moves, striving to complete the task before the soldiers' morale collapsed.

  After a flurry of activity, the wooden structure was completed with countless activities temporarily assembled. The altar, about three zhang high, is divided into three layers up and down, with five-color flags surrounding the altar, incense candles paper horses, and three sacrifices offerings are all available.

  Immediately afterwards, seven bare-chested men with yellow turbans on their heads stood together barefoot on the stage. As they drank the talismanic water in big gulps and sprayed it all over their bodies, they chanted in unison:

  "... Open your eyes to see the blue sky, all the masters are by my side. The eighteen arhats and twenty-four heavenly kings assist me. Teach the ruler to drag the knife, the knife turns into goose feathers, the iron ruler turns into lamp grass, the rolled stone head turns into a water bubble, and the whole body turns into copper skin and iron bones turn into Mount Tai. Wearing an iron hat with twelve layers, wearing an iron armor with twelve layers, wrapped in copper skin for three turns, wrapped in iron skin for three layers. All masters, all great generals, assist me, please invite **Great Sage to ascend my body!"

  The White Lotus Sect's usual tactic of using a large number of people was ineffective at Jiangjia Village, and the initial clash ended in defeat. The senior masters simply set up an altar behind the formation and began to offer sacrifices.

  This time they mobilized a total of seven core backbones to perform the divine strike, respectively inviting Pingtian Daxian, Fuhai Daxian, Huntian Daxian, Yishan Daxian, Tongfeng Daxian, Qushen Daxian, and Qitian Daxian, these seven powerful demon gods possessed their bodies.

  For a moment, looking from Jiangjiaji towards the opposite altar, I saw a piece of hazy moonlight, and the sky and earth seemed to be in chaos.

  Surrounding the entire altar, strands of black smoke-like evil energy kept rising, but in a flash, it had already covered the sky and earth. The light cast by the full moon in the sky was almost completely obscured.

  At this scene, the Landlord Huang Shiren stood up with a tense expression, he paused for a moment with his heavy cane in hand, and couldn't help but sigh:

  "Good grief! I really underestimated these rods earlier. The White Lotus Sect is indeed the number one source of chaos in the world, and its reputation is well-deserved."

  At this time, Lin Xu also sat up straight and gazed at the enemy array, muttering to himself:

  "The Seven Great Sages? Isn't Journey to the West saying that Sun Wukong became the Victorious Fighting Buddha?"

  The divine ears and eyes are not comparable to the mortal flesh, despite the distance, Lin Xu could clearly hear what the White Lotus Sect masters were muttering. He was extremely perplexed, patting his own head, trying to untangle his knotted thoughts.

  It's hard to say, but Lin Xu was very entangled in front of this scene. After thinking for a long time, he suddenly thought of a life-and-death matter. In any case, Journey to the West is just a book, even if it quotes many real materials, but one thing must not be forgotten: the plot is allowed to be fictional, and perhaps the true Seven Saints never broke up. In other words, these White Lotus Sect masters are indeed very capable, not just a group of bragging gods.

  With a sigh of helplessness, Lin Xu turned back and said to the screen behind him:

  "Yan Daochang, tonight we can only trouble you to take action. Those people opposite us are after all ordinary humans, and with our identities, it's really quite inconvenient."

  At this time, a hearty laugh was heard, and a man in black Taoist robes walked out. This was none other than Yan Chixia, who had been separated from them for many days. He smiled at the two earth deities, cupped his hands in greeting, and said:

  "This is easy to say, Yan Mou hasn't even thanked the two people who made weapons for me yet. This time, taking action should be considered as repaying personal favors first!"

  Although Lin Xu and Huang Shi Ren were mentally prepared to fight the White Lotus Sect's Master Brother, they thought it would be safer to ask Yan Chi Xia to deal with these evil cultists.

  His appearance is ferocious, like a mountain bandit leader, but Yan Chixia's heart is very kind. He is not the kind of person who shirks responsibility and has no principles. In his years of traveling the world, there have been at least several hundred scoundrels and villains who died under his sword. It can be said that he kills people like hemp.

  Nowadays, even a person with insight can see that the Great Qin Empire is about to collapse, and the world will be in chaos soon. Allowing the White Lotus Sect, an utterly lawless organization, to grow stronger, what does it imply? This question doesn't need others to remind him, Yan Chixia himself also understands clearly.

  The ancients said, "A poisonous snake bites the arm, a brave warrior cuts off his wrist." Yan Chixia had also made up her mind early on, and was willing to personally take care of these fanatics, unable to tolerate them wreaking havoc on the world.

  "You bandits dare to invade Jiang's village? I, Yan Chixia, will uphold justice today and eliminate you evil cultists. Watch out!"

  Perhaps it was the habit of a righteous person to occupy the moral high ground, before making his move, Yan Chixia loudly announced his name. Following that, he didn't say another word, his left hand formed a sword gesture, and his right hand patted the huge sword case behind him.

  In an instant, hundreds of flying swords, only three inches long, shot out from the sword case on Yan Chixia's back. The numerous flying swords gathered in mid-air, forming a magnificent sword array in the shape of a sunflower, and then descended upon the enemy camp like a swarm of locusts.

  Witnessing Yan Chixia's magnificent appearance, a great master who seemed to be the leader of the White Lotus Sect stepped forward from the crowd in front of the altar. He pinched his fingers together in a hand seal and muttered some incantation before suddenly shouting loudly:

  "Drive away the evil spirits!"

  Before the words had fallen, a hundred-meter-long giant rock suddenly lay in mid-air, and the scene was as mysterious and magical as magic. The White Lotus Sect believers were shocked and exclaimed loudly.

  The militiamen of Jiang's family on the wall were frightened and took a cold breath. If this big guy was thrown over directly, I'm afraid half of Jiang's family would be gone!

  If this move "Drive Mountain Great Law" is made by the authentic Moving Mountain Great Sage among the Seven Great Sages, at the very least, he can bring a real mountain peak that is thousands of feet high. The strength of the seven great sages and demons is not just empty talk, but a truly powerful god-level warrior.

  The master of the White Lotus Sect, with his mortal body, uses the power of divine punches to drive this profound technique. It can be said that it's like scratching an itch with a boot, and probably not even one-tenth of the power is being utilized. Therefore, the so-called "great mountain" he transported here, in terms of volume, can only evoke the image of a ten-thousand-ton giant ship. Although this size would be unimaginably astonishing to ordinary people, unfortunately, when placed in front of an expert, such a clumsy trick would only serve to make others laugh.

  "Terrible!"

  At a glance, Yan Chixia saw the giant boulder conjured up by the White Lotus Cult's Master Brother's divine power, and his face suddenly changed drastically. However, his moves were old, and it was already too late to change them at this juncture.