Chapter 106: Twentieth Day of the Twelfth Month

  Suddenly appeared. The sheep is not the Taoist thunder, but a piece of thunder cloud! ??????? Liang Xin initially wanted to escape, but soon discovered that his jumping speed was far from comparable to the pursuit of the thunder cloud, and simply stopped in his tracks...

  Dark clouds pressed down on Liang Xin's head, seeming to be teasing its prey like a ferocious beast. It didn't hurry to strike with lightning, but instead began to rotate slowly. Layer upon layer of purple arcs flashed within the dark clouds, ominous and suffocating!

  Langya had just been thrown aside by Liang Xin, and at this moment she jumped up, her pretty face full of anxiety and fear. She wanted to help, but this thundercloud was not something she could withstand. Even the cunning and resourceful witch could only stand by anxiously at this moment.

  At last, a thunderclap shook the sky, and a blindingly strong light split the air. More than ten divine thunders burst forth, like the silver whip of a heavenly god, striking down fiercely. Looking from afar, the chain lightning wove into a net, determined to kill Liang Xin.

  Lei Fa made a move, and Liang Xin also moved!

  Liang Xin's movements were strange and ugly, sometimes shrinking his shoulders, sometimes flailing his limbs wildly, even occasionally doing a "cripple's long jump". Yet every movement was perfectly timed, just barely avoiding the lightning spells falling from the sky. It looked like he was taking risks to the extreme limit. But surprisingly, not a single hair on him was harmed.

  The thunderclouds in the sky were over ten feet in diameter, yet seemed to contain countless heavenly thunders, ceaselessly falling layer upon layer. Meanwhile, Liang Xin was suddenly possessed by "the spirits of a thousand beasts", performing all sorts of unimaginable movements, and every time he narrowly escaped being struck down by the heavenly thunder!

  In the distance, Langya stood still in the hall, her eyes filled with astonishment. Even if she had guessed that Liang Xin would have an extraordinary encounter, she couldn't believe what was happening before her eyes no matter what.

  Those clumsy movements, in the connection of smooth and coherent, looked at for a long time, actually revealed some leisurely flavor, as if he was not hiding from Lei Fa, escaping with his life, but was dancing wildly among the flashing thunder!

  The thunderous sound shook the air, and the entire mountain was shocked. The scattered cultivators were surprised and uncertain, some cautious people had already taken out their magical treasures, concentrating their spirits to gaze in the direction of the Hao Da Tai.

  In the Jiulong Temple camp, the men in green robes were calm and silent, each guarding their posts; The fat man responsible for guarding the commander's tent had a ferocious face, holding his two giant axes, pacing back and forth restlessly; Xiaotai's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, her brow twitching lightly, her delicate face filled with cruelty.

  The old man on the mountain didn't even look at the distant lightning, his eyes were fixed tightly on the bonfire in front of him, and he muttered unconsciously: Hide, don't die.

  At this moment, Liang Xin had already discarded all external distractions, his mind was clear and empty, his spirit fully immersed in his body. All he needed to do was dodge this heavenly thunderbolt, then quietly wait for the arrival of the next crisis, and dodge again...

  My mind is spinning, turning my body's instincts into a form of martial arts. No matter what disasters befall the world, I'll just pretend to be swinging from trees in Monkey Valley!

  Even the swift Thunderclap Flash's Heavenly Thunder Dao, had omens before striking oneself???? When the thunderbolt took shape, the hairs on his body were drawn to it. A slight quiver, this tiny change that was almost imperceptible, was Liang Xin's wind vane for evading the heavenly thunder.

  His body's reaction was faster than his spiritual energy by a hair's breadth, and this hair's breadth was the key to his survival!

  Everything happened too fast, and only Liang Xin himself understood that every time he dodged, it was actually before the divine lightning struck. If he waited for the heavenly thunder to fall before dodging, his speed would be three times faster, but there would still be no escape from death.

  In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Langya, who was lost in thought watching from afar, felt as if he had gone through all four seasons. Liang Xin, who was under the stormy clouds, had completely forgotten about the existence of time!

  Yangjiao Cui was already frightened silly, her eyes tightly closed, one hand desperately clinging to Liang Xin's neck, the other tightly wrapped around her own cucumber, probably regretting in her heart, if she had known this would happen, she should have eaten it first.

  Finally, the thunder faded away, and after the last string of exceptionally large divine lightning struck the mortal world, the thunderclouds dispersed into nothingness.

  Liáng Xīn also stopped in his tracks, looked up at the sky, then turned to look at Láng Yá, his gaze suddenly shifted, and with a ferocious expression, he glared at Hào Dàng Tái and shouted: "Son of a bitch, come on again!"

  Langya stamped her foot and scolded: "Fool, why don't you run quickly!"

  Liáng Xīn was shocked and took off, amidst the strange cries of alarm, one person went up the mountain, the other down, and they ran as fast as their legs could carry them. In the midst of this chaos, a loud, hearty laugh suddenly rang out from the platform - it was Qū Qīng Shí! Liu Yì was also laughing, but his skills were not enough to send his laughter far, what did it matter? Liu Hei Zi covered his belly with his hands and laughed until tears streamed down his face, cursing at the two monks standing not far in front of them: "Bald donkeys, my brother is not someone you can kill!"

  Qu Qing Shi and Xie were taken away by the Country Master himself, but they did not suffer any abuse. Not even their martial arts skills were sealed off; only their feet were locked with a mysterious iron chain.

  The two of them were locked up in the White Tiger Pavilion on the west side of the Haotai, symbolizing the West of the Six Harmonies, and as everyone had guessed, they were personally guarded by the two National Masters.

  Liu Yi continued to smile: "Two national masters, you have also heard what my brother said. As for advising us to plead guilty, let's not mention it again!"

  The two national masters of the Great Flood Dynasty were a pair of master brothers, with the elder brother's Dharma name being Qilin. He looked like he had already entered his twilight years, with all his teeth gone, his dry and shriveled lips sunken in, his face full of deep wrinkles, and even his bald head was no exception.

  Shi Di Fa Hao Qian Huang, in his forties, with a slightly plump build, round and smooth face, no beard or mustache. He had just cast the Thunder Spell, intending to kill Liang Xin. Qian Huang was fed up with Liu Laoda's chatter, raised his hand and waved it, causing Qu Qing Shi and Liu Yi to simultaneously let out a muffled hum and pass out.

  December 20th is just around the corner. The two national teachers have been shouldering heavy responsibilities and have never left the prisoners half a step, everything has been peaceful for so many days, but unexpectedly today, someone brazenly ran to the entrance of the Haodongtai and shouted at the prisoner.

  Qian Huang's body bore the six-step carefree realm cultivation, and he was skilled in thunder techniques. Liang Xin's cultivation was not even worth mentioning in his eyes, but to kill one and make a hundred, he still summoned a thundercloud.

  Although it wasn't a full-force attack, this bolt of lightning was something that even a high-ranking master of the fifth step couldn't withstand. However, he didn't expect to be dodged by his opponent's strange movements. He immediately turned around and fled in a sorry state.

  Qilin and the old monk seemed like they would die at any moment, lightly sighing: "Guarding prisoners is important, no need to bother with those little monsters, can't stir up any waves."

  Qian Huang and the monk joined their palms together and respectfully said: "I humbly follow elder brother's teachings."

  Immediately, the two monks sat in meditation, without another word of conversation. The two men in green robes fell into a deep sleep, and the entire grand platform was plunged into darkness and silence.

  Liang Xinsheng feared that there were still thunderclouds pursuing him to kill him. He didn't dare to stay for half a step, turned around and escaped from the vast platform, but unexpectedly, he had just run two steps when his legs went soft and he fell to the ground with a thud. It wasn't until he fell to the ground that he realized his whole body was weak and sore. His body seemed to be falling apart, without any strength left.

  That last confrontation was physically exhausting, with every ounce of strength spent in a mere moment, yet it consumed all my energy.

  Liang Xindeeply breathed a sigh of relief, struggled to get up, looked at the calm and peaceful Haotai, felt slightly relieved, and stumbled towards the back.

  The next day, another large group of monks arrived, but the main force of the true Taoist sect still did not appear. This was not surprising, as the grandeur of the gate naturally had the style of the gate sect, and why bother to rush early to wait like a mortal court trying a murderer.

  Langya and Qingyi both didn't come to find Liang Xin again, and Liang Xin was happy to have peace. Last night's intense fight was a timely exercise for him. In the midst of Lei Guang's flashing lights, Liang Xin's control over his body reached new heights. However, this kind of exercise, if not careful, would lead to death in the depths of the earth, so it's best not to do it too frequently.

  The sheep's horn was brittle and had a natural spiritual connection. In the thunderstorm last night, it already understood that "the world is not enough, the great way" and after returning, it immediately ate its own melon.

  Peaceful during the day and exceptionally quiet at night, everyone rested early to recharge for tomorrow's big show!

  Liang Xin, however, worked hard and didn't take it lightly. He sat quietly beside his adoptive father, circulating the True Origin Heart Method. He himself couldn't count how many major cycles he had gone through, only knowing that when he opened his eyes again, a faint white light had appeared on the horizon, the bonfire in front of him had died out, and his adoptive father was snoring loudly wrapped in a blanket. The little monkey was also squeezed into the old man's bed, and from the imprint on the blanket, its high-raised buttocks could be clearly seen.

  Waiting until the sky was bright, Liang Xin carried the little monkey and slung Grandpa on his back, rushing to the Hao Dang platform. When they arrived at the place, they saw that the mountain slope was already crowded with people.

  The matter of Zhen Shan is something that ordinary people can't even avoid, no one dares to come and watch this commotion, the ones present now are all cultivators.

  The Taoist world has been peaceful for hundreds of years, the Orthodox School has been recuperating and rejuvenating, and there are numerous small and large sects and scattered cultivators. This Three Halls Assembly is a grand event that has already spread throughout the land, inviting all cultivators to come together in harmony. Everyone wants to save face, so this lively gathering is definitely worth attending. The leaders of various sects have brought their trusted high-ranking disciples, and scattered cultivators have gathered with friends and companions from the Three Mountains and Five Peaks. At this moment, there are thousands of people assembled before the Haodong Platform.

  However, the Eight Great Sects, the First Line of Heaven, the Ninety-Nine Return to One and other famous sects will arrive soon. The cultivators who came early dare not show off their magical powers floating in mid-air, and all stand on the ground honestly.

  The three halls were in session, and at the hour of Chen, when the sun was high, the monks had all stopped talking, each with a serious expression, standing quietly in front of the vast platform, the mountain was solemn and quiet. Liang Xin Zhang looked around for a while, but couldn't see any sign of Lang Ya, so he didn't bother to look anymore, and carrying his father on his back and holding the monkey, squeezed into the crowd.

  Many people in the Master's chamber have spiritual beasts, but today's occasion is special, and they all seal their spiritual beasts in their seals. No one has released them yet. Now, looking at Liang Xin's strange appearance squeezing in, everyone casts a sideways glance, involuntarily shifting their feet to keep a distance from him, lest when the superior arrives, he mistakes himself for being in cahoots with this weird little guy.

  More than half a time before the hour of Chen, the door hinges creaked and groaned, and the majestic crimson gate of Haodongtai slowly opened. One of the two national masters, Master Qianhuang, appeared in front of everyone, bowing his head and saying: "The time for the trial is approaching, please ask all the immortal families to enter Haodongtai and wait, I am Monk Qianhuang, welcoming your esteemed presence!"

  The words are polite and courteous, but the voice is loud and clear, echoing in mid-air, lingering for a long time without dispersing.

  Liang Xin immediately recognized his voice and turned back to accuse him: "It was him who used Thunderbolt to attack me two nights ago!"

  "Got it!"

  A large group of officials from the Imperial Observatory and attendants led the way in front, and the monks naturally wouldn't rush in like ordinary people scrambling for vegetables, everything was very orderly.

  The royal temple, majestic and grand, Liang Xin blended in with the monks, all the way up the stairs, through the layered buildings and pavilions, walking for several miles, suddenly a huge platform appeared before his eyes!

  The platform is half a man high, but it is fully square and round, with a diameter of one hundred feet. It is a perfect circle, made up of large blocks of green jade inlaid together. The four sides are carved with auspicious clouds, sacred mountains, and countless blessings. This is the center of Haodong Platform: Dahong Platform. Today's trial by the Three Halls will take place right here.

  The monks who are now entering know they don't have the qualifications to go on stage, and they scatter, surrounding the high platform in a circle.

  On the Dahong Platform, three judgment platforms had already been set up, with no distinction between primary and secondary, forming a tripod-like stance. The two National Masters stood shoulder to shoulder, bowing their heads in respect to those below the platform, naturally showing courtesy and humility. The cultivators present originally didn't put the two National Masters in their sights, but the power of that thundercloud the previous night was clear for all to see, and many elder cultivators had retracted their scornful hearts, taking advantage of the host's absence to return the greeting with clasped hands and a few words of laughter.

  At last, a loud peal of bells echoed through the mountains, and the time had arrived!

  At the same time as the bell rang, a burst of spiritual bird cries suddenly echoed in the sky. Only to see the purple and red lights intertwined into a long rainbow, from the corner of the sky to the Great Hongtai, immediately followed by a faint sound of celestial music coming from the sky. More than 100 majestic cultivators, with their magical instruments and divine beasts, wrapped in brilliant heavenly power, flew swiftly towards them.

  This is the style of the immortal family, and it cannot be compared with the three halls of the mortal court.

  Qilin stepped forward and bowed his head in respect to the important figures rushing over: "Disciple Qilin, humbly welcoming the esteemed immortals' arrival!"

  The monks who arrived early also hurriedly bowed and paid their respects, making a loud noise as they shouted in unison, but no one could make out what they were shouting.

  Xiang Guang's sleeves fluttered, the clouds and mist dispersed, and the sky returned to its clear blue color. Those cultivators had already landed on the high platform. Liang Xin looked at them with a mix of admiration and overwhelm, although he knew it was a grand occasion, but suddenly a group of people jumped down, he couldn't tell who was who. Looking around, Lang Ya was not there, this time no one could introduce him to anyone.

  This group of people, except for the Five Greats and the First-Rate Heaven's Chosen, were mainly "Nine-Nine Returns to One" and another dozen or so major sect leaders who were second only to them. Due to their high status, they were able to travel with the top masters of the Eight Great Heavenly Door Sects.

  Those who followed had a tacit understanding and fell to the ground, saluting several important figures and apologizing before getting down from the high platform and blending in with the scattered cultivators.

  In the blink of an eye, only a dozen or so people were left on the high platform. A stout old Taoist with a ruddy complexion stepped forward and said: "I am Mu De, the Heavenly Longevity Elder who will be in charge of the Heavenly Character Affairs. Greetings to all fellow Taoists!"

  The eight elders of the First Line Heaven, seated in the eight seats of Heaven, Earth, Xuan, Huang, Yu, Zhou, Hong and Kuang, with the Heavenly character seat as the main executor. This time, the three halls are holding a trial together, and all eight elders of the First Line Heaven have arrived. However, it's not possible for the eight people to take turns speaking one sentence each to try the case, so all major and minor matters are represented by this Heavenly character executor.

  Mù Jiàn finished speaking, and the other seven elders in Tiān Lín also reported their identities with a few words each before retreating to one side. The position that had been vacant since Jīn Yù Táng's Guì Suì died was soon filled again.

  After the first line retreated, a short and small old Taoist wearing a blue Taoist robe stepped forward, took a few steps, and was more polite than the wooden sword. He bowed to the ground below the stage before speaking: "I am Chaoyangzi, the leader of the Qian Mountain Dao in the East Sea. The affairs of Qian Mountain are known throughout the world, so I won't speak much. I only ask that you all consider our shared Taoist values and uphold justice. Chaoyangzi is grateful to tears!" After finishing speaking, he led

  Then, two more people politely yielded to each other and walked onto the stage. A fat man with gold and silver ornaments all over his body insisted on going first. He opened his mouth and smiled at the audience below: "I am Gu Huitou, ranked seventh among the nine guardians of the Golden Jade Hall. Today, I have the honor of meeting you seniors and distinguished guests, it's a great honor, a great honor indeed!" After finishing speaking, he tilted his head back and laughed loudly, with an extremely joyful expression.

  Another person was a woman in her thirties, with an ordinary appearance but a round mouth and nose, exuding a dignified air. She smiled and nodded at the people below the stage, speaking more politely than Gu Hui Tou: "Junior Qin Suo, from Liren Valley, has met all the immortal families!" As she spoke, she made a thousand blessings and paid her respects.

  Beside him, Gu turned his head and laughed: "Qin, as the leader of the three great wine vessels of Liren Valley, still calls himself a junior, which is really too polite."

  The monks under the platform did not dare to discuss, but everyone had some doubts in their hearts. "Five big and three thick, it has been a long time since they came out, this time the three halls will be shocked, it's already a big deal that can't be done. But what they didn't expect even more was that although only two families sent people, but the identity of the people who came was so noble!

  A protector and a wine server are both important figures, second only to the head of the family.

  After revealing his identity, Gu turned back and continued to smile: "This time, Qin's family and I, entrusted by the Eight Great Sects, have come to hear this case. As it is a matter of great importance, we dare not make arbitrary decisions. That's why we have sent letters through the disciples of Tianyi to invite fellow Taoists to serve as witnesses! When the trial begins later, if anyone has any objections, they can speak up."

  Qin Jie also smiled and opened his mouth: "However, everyone still needs to talk about the order of events. If there's anything to say, please come up to the stage to speak. If everyone speaks from below the stage, this trial will be impossible to conduct."

  A crowd of monks all followed with a loud laugh, but Liang Xin's eyes twitched at the corners. So many people, who can go on stage to speak? That is to say, after the trial begins, anyone can jump up and point fingers at the two sworn brothers to interrogate them for a while? Thinking of this, Liang Xin's eyes were already rolling, staring fiercely from the crowd, as if he couldn't wait to catch those who dared to go on stage and beat them up.

  "Besides," Qin Yuandong paused for a moment, then continued: "Taking this opportunity, there's another matter I'd like to inform everyone about. After the case is reviewed, please wait for just a moment longer!"

  After finishing speaking, the two important figures looked at each other and nodded slightly before retreating.

  Jiang Wan, who was leaning against Liang Xin's back, had a look of impatience on his face. He finally endured the nagging from the front and burst out laughing: "Haha, the good show is about to begin!"

  Because of Gu's sudden appearance and Qin's emergence, the monks below the stage couldn't speak except to return the courtesy, and it was quiet for a moment. The old man suddenly let out a strange laugh, causing many people to glance at him sideways. As for who would care about these "onlookers", it was Liang Xin, who flipped his big eyes and glared back one by one, busy with gleeful excitement.

  The Tian character of the first line, Tiandao, held a wooden sword and faced the two great masters of Dahongguo: "Three halls will be judged together. Yitian and Donghai Qian have arrived. I ask the national master, on behalf of the imperial court, who else will come to judge?"

  Qilin and the monk's trembling reply: "Let us, brothers of the sect, represent the dynasty..." Before he could finish speaking, a voice that was neither male nor female suddenly came from afar at the foot of the mountain: "The Great Hongtian Dynasty, Emperor Xizong has arrived at Zhen Mountain. All citizens of the Great Hong, come quickly to welcome the imperial carriage!"

  With a loud shout, the whole mountain was thrown into confusion and became one chaotic mess!

  Now the mountain is not all Taoist priests, to say nothing of others, in Haodongtai, there are thousands of officials from Sitiantian, and on the back mountain, a Qingyi camp is hidden. These are all Dahongzi people, the eunuchs in front of the emperor's carriage shouted clearly, all had to go down the mountain to welcome the emperor.

  Neither the Heavenly Supervisor nor the Nine Dragon Guard had expected the Emperor to personally intervene in this matter. The two National Masters looked at each other in surprise, and then Qilin said helplessly to Thousand Brightness and Shang Wujin: "I'll go with some men to meet the Emperor, you stay behind to guard the prisoners, be extra careful."

  The Grand Master Qilin announced a crime to the cultivators of the world, and led a large group of officials from the Celestial Monitoring Division, rushing down the mountain in a hurry. Just as they had taken only two steps, they ran into Commander Shi Lin leading a large group of black-clad guards down the mountain.

  The national teacher and the commander-in-chief were originally mortal enemies, but at this moment they both showed a bitter smile when they met, leading their own troops down the mountain to welcome the emperor.

  Especially when directing the stone forest, he was surprised and uncertain in his heart. The capital is a heavy place, and the nine dragon temples have been operating for generations. Whatever wind blows or grass moves, he will know immediately. But this time, the emperor personally went to Zhen Mountain, and he didn't receive even a little bit of news!

  In the temple, only a large group of monks were left, looking at each other. The masters on the Dahongtai platform didn't show much change in expression. These people were at least fifth-step high-level practitioners, with hearts as still as mountains, unmoving.

  Liáng Xīn turned his head and said to Jiāng àn: "Dad, why don't we also go down the mountain to see the Emperor?"

  He reached out and patted Liang Xin's back of the head: "What's so great about the emperor? The monk who beat you up that night is now alone."

  Then, Dry Dad shouted at the remaining Second Country Master Qian Huang: "Was it you who released the Thunder Clouds two nights ago?"

  Qianhuang looked up and gazed at the opposite bank: "Who are you?"

  Liáng Xīn also met Qiān Huáng's gaze, and after a mutual stare, he always felt that something was off. He stared at the monk for a while before suddenly realizing that Qiān Huáng was only looking at him with one eye!

  Qian Huang's pair of eyes could actually move independently, with his left eye staring at Liang Xin and his right eye staring at Jiang An.

  Liáng Xīn suddenly felt like laughing and thought to himself: If he and his stepfather were to part ways, one going left and the other right, what would Qián Huáng do?

  "Let's take advantage of the current situation to settle old scores with this monk, I have a personal vendetta against him. What do you think?"

  Qin smiled and pointed to Gu beside him: "Everything will be decided by Mr. Gu."

  He turned back and chuckled: "We two are just sent by the sect to listen to the case, we don't dare to interfere with your private affairs, seniors."

  He smiled and looked at Tianzi Zhixing Mu Jian Lao Dao: "What about Yitian?"

  Mu Jianxiao smiled politely: "We cultivators, comparing and testing each other is a very ordinary thing. Although Yīxiàn Tiān likes to interfere with others' business, he also has some self-awareness and won't intervene."

  Qilin and Qianhuang were previously just unknown scattered cultivators. Outsiders only said that their Dao heart was unstable, greedy for the wealth and glory of the mortal world, so they hid in the imperial palace to refine the elixir of immortality for the emperor, and no one would notice them.

  With the explosion of Qian Shan, the two national masters were also pushed to the forefront. The Five Greats and the Three Rudes would naturally have some suspicions about them. Now that An is looking for trouble with Qian Huang, it's a good test for people like Tian Xian, so they won't intervene!

  Recently, the manuscripts I wrote were a bit rushed. Actually, every time after uploading, I will check, but sometimes my own writing, I can't see the mistakes myself. If there are any omissions, brothers please leave me book reviews and comments, and I will definitely reward and add them to the精选 section, thank you!