Nine Hundred and Five. Righteous Way and Evil Heretics

Quan Haolong looked at Yang Chong with a look of struggle on his face.

Because of his hometown, in the past, this uncle in the same school took good care of him, and the relationship between the two has always been good.

Just now when they fought, he was merciful, but the result fell into the eyes of his companions, causing disaster immediately.

Quan Haolong muttered, "Uncle Peng, I..."

The leader of the pursuers glanced over coldly: "Huh?"

Quan Haolong walked towards Yang Chong with difficulty. Yang Chong looked at him and sighed: "It is a kind of fulfillment for Haolong to send me on the road."

Seeing Quan Haolong's tangled expression, Yan Zhaoge touched his chin: "Well, it's like the inheritance of the fire of civilization and the fire of revolution."

"Could it be that because of the death of this senior, the seeds are still planted in the hearts of the younger generations, and one day they will germinate, so that they will inherit the mantle of the older generation in the future?"

"Are you going to die before leaving school like this senior, and continue to leave seeds for succession, or will he become the leader in the tide of that era in the future?"

"Or simply disobeyed, and was killed here by the same sect as Yang Chong?"

In an instant, many thoughts flashed through Yan Zhaoge's mind.

However, these wild thoughts quickly subsided, Yan Zhaoge murmured: "The 'heretics' they are talking about refers to warriors like us?"

Fu Ting looked serious: "If the Immortal Court governs the world, and the view of outsiders is the same as that of Buddhism, then it refers to the orthodox Sanqing disciples like us."

Xianting and Buddhism habitually denounce each other as demons.

Evil heretics, evil heretics, are not good words.

Fu Ting said: "Catch them, ask what's going on, and learn more about the situation here."

Yan Zhaoge said: "One person strikes, the other sweeps the formation. This place is close to the place where the Immortal Court and the Buddhist sect are fighting, and the Immortal Court may have strong people with higher cultivation levels sitting nearby."

Fu Ting nodded: "Let me do it."

The two appeared together, no longer holding back their breath, only then Quan Haolong, Yang Chong and others were terrified.

A man and a woman appeared in front of them.

The man is very heroic, dressed in white, covered with a blue robe, with a black edge rolled around the edge of the robe.

The woman is gorgeous and eye-catching, with a red dress and a white skirt, and a silver fox shawl over her, her beauty is extraordinarily flamboyant.

However, although the woman was dazzling, Quan Haolong, Yang Chong and others still paid attention to the young man first.

As soon as the opponent appeared, it seemed like the center of this world.

Yan Zhaoge smiled and waved to Quan Haolong and the others, while Fu Ting made a flash and rushed out quickly.

Red clothes and white skirts, blooming flowers like brocades, under one palm, yin and yang return to the original.

It is a martial artist who is orthodoxly born in the Three Purities of the Dao Sect in the upper world. Few people in the same realm can take Fu Ting's palm.

Not to mention people who were born in the world under the rule of Xianting and whose cultivation level is lower than Fu Ting's.

Yan Zhaoge's observation was mainly to see if the people from the Immortal Court Taoist sect had any special means.

At the same time, guard the surroundings for Fu Ting, in case a top powerhouse with a higher level of cultivation suddenly appears.

Fu Ting made a move, and directly captured Quan Haolong and his party, including Yang Chong, alive.

The group tried to struggle, but Fu Ting showed a huge black fishing net.

Cooperating with Fu Ting's own strength, he captured the opponent in one go, trapped in the net, Quan Haolong and others could not move even if they were martial saints.

"Don't kill them yet." Fu Ting said: "The precious light in their bodies is likely to have the same effect as the Buddha's light in Buddhism. Once a person is killed, maybe a top expert will notice it soon and lock it. We did it, and it will come quickly here."

Yan Zhaoge said indifferently: "It's up to you to decide, I'm more curious about this person."

His eyes fell on Yang Chong.

Yang Chong narrowly escaped death, but he looked at Yan Zhaoge and Fu Ting with guarded eyes: "You...are all heretics?"

Fu Ting lifted the net, flew away with Yan Zhaoge, and left the spot first.

Walking on the road, she said lightly: "Just like you and Buddhism repel evil spirits,

Although we don't have such a strong sect concept, if we have to say it, in the eyes of our descendants of the Three Qing Dynasty, you are heretics. "

Yang Chong opened his mouth, and smiled wryly after a while: "It was Yang who was rude, both of you forgive me."

The other captured people scolded at this moment: "Yang Chong, you really colluded with heretics!"

At this time, Quan Haolong also looked at Yan Zhaoge and the other with a vigilant face, like avoiding snakes and scorpions.

The leader, Master Peng, said even more coldly: "Evil heretics, this Chongling world is not a place where you can run rampant."

Yan Zhaoge didn't move, that Uncle Peng's jaw dislocated suddenly, he couldn't speak anymore.

The meridians all over his body were constantly twisting, causing him great pain.

His body convulsed violently, sweating profusely, but he couldn't make any sound.

Yan Zhaoge said nonchalantly: "Buddhist warriors, the Buddha light in the body can be forcibly extinguished, so as to achieve the effect of self-destruction, how about you?"

A group of people looked at Yan Zhaoge at this moment, and their faces were even more frightened.

Yang Chong sighed: "Buddhism can be extinguished, but we can also transform into a rainbow. If you want to use torture, I'm afraid it will have no effect."

He looked at Master Peng and said, "What Senior Brother Peng said is actually true. The Chongling Great World we are in is one of the six worlds under the jurisdiction of Yanfang Fairyland. It is close to the filthy place of the Buddha Kingdom. The battle between the Buddha and the demons is at a critical juncture, and there is more than one top-notch powerful man sitting in the fairyland."

"The two of you are not in my righteous path, and your strength is not bad. If you disturb the pulse of spiritual energy in this world, it will easily attract attention."

Yang Chong advised: "You two let Senior Brother Peng and the others go, and leave quickly."

Yan Zhaoge asked with great interest: "Then what about you?"

Yang Chong shook his head: "I have been seriously injured, and I will die soon. Maybe this is my home."

He glanced at Quan Haolong and the others, and said with a complicated expression: "I'm not a traitor, but it's useless to say these things now."

"I was born here and grew up here, and in the end I couldn't leave here. Everything is destiny, destiny." Yang Chong struggled to look up at the sky: "It's the will of the heavens, it's the meaning of the immeasurable Empyrean, maybe it's true It was my fault, that’s why I got to this point, and I deserve it.”

Yan Zhaoge chuckled lightly: "How about the two of us, don't bother Your Excellency, but I have some questions to ask you."

Yang Chong shook his head: "I'm not a traitor. Your Excellency wants to torture me. Although the precious light in my body is unstable, it can still turn into a rainbow."

Yan Zhaoge said indifferently: "I don't care if you turn into a rainbow or not, and I'm not going to inquire about the secrets of your Chongling Great World, or the higher-ranking Fangfang Wonderland."

Yang Chong was startled: "Then what do you want to ask?"

Yan Zhaoge pointed at him, and then at Quan Haolong and the others: "I want to know why you are different from them." (To be continued.)