This ti, the Seven Stars Temple sent seven Taoists, each from seven different branches. They believed this was a matter of descending the mountain to exorcise demons and earn rit, hence they valued sharing the experience equally.
Now, as well, when inviting the Retired Master, it was requested by all seven branches simultaneously.
The Feng Shui Power was madly augnting them. Liu Yui raised her head, looked to the skies, and for the first ti, lifted the sword in her hand.
And struck down fiercely!
...
Qingcheng Mountain is a Magic Land Temple, where many ancient Taoist temples are located. Quite a few temples remain closed to the public, and so, even situated in Qingcheng Mountain, have gate sites that are impossible to locate.
At the entrance of the Seven Stars Temple, an elder Taoist with a broom was watching the young Taoists playing in front of him, his gaze kind and gentle.
His identity was known to only a few inside the temple, and he enjoyed this feeling of White Dragon Fish Suit.
Compared to those grand temples, Seven Stars Temple doesn't have a long history. When it was founded, there were only three branches, and the subsequent four were added by later generations.
He was the creator of the Fifth Branch, a figure who could be revered as an ancestor within the Seven Stars Temple's heritage. The ancestors of the Sixth and Seventh Branches were still alive but remained secluded, enjoying the offerings from below.
"Pff..."
The elder Taoist suddenly spat a mouthful of fresh blood and looked up to find a sword qi phantom hovering above him.
The Taoist's expression changed to horror imdiately, and he asked in fear, "Which Taoist friend has arrived? Is there a misunderstanding?"
Liu Yui's voice ca from the sword, "Kill ten direct disciples, or I'll sever your cultivation foundation!"
There was no room for negotiation, only orders.
The elder Taoist heard the determination in her voice and imdiately looked at the young Taoists below who were practicing and playing, his eyes turning red at once.
In the past, he had a great relationship with these young Taoists, and they liked him very much. But now, the elder Taoist raised the broom, leaped forward, and swept at one of the Taoists directly.
"Pa!" With a sound, the Taoist's body exploded, followed imdiately by the next one.
To kill ten, ten must be killed. That person had the power to destroy his cultivation foundation. It cannot be, absolutely cannot be; he still wants to prove the Way and attain eternal life, and how could this be destroyed!
The sa scene was happening elsewhere within the Seven Stars Temple: two ancestors who had been in seclusion for years suddenly erged and began to massacre their direct disciples.
In the main temple of the Seven Stars Temple, Ling Fengzi had just discussed matters and asked his junior brothers to withdraw.
He was supposed to personally lead the team to Nantong, but due to so trivial matters, he let a senior brother with more experience lead the team instead.
This mont, Ling Fengzi had just picked up the tea when suddenly, he sensed a terrifying vibration from inside the main temple.
Ling Fengzi imdiately ford seals and pressed them into the offering table in front of him. The deity statue above slowly tilted backward, revealing the inner cave.
Inside this cave were long-resting places of temple masters and lineage masters through the ages; burying them here not only helped suppress Seven Stars Temple's fate but also allowed them to nurture the temple in return, seeking the chance of posthumous tamorphosis and ascension.
But now, all the coffins, old or new, began violently shaking.
"Crack..."
"Crack..."
So coffins' lids were already split open, and all the ancestors and predecessors inside struggled fiercely, like a collective resurrection!
Ling Fengzi: "What… what is happening?"
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Roaring sounds echoed from within each coffin, as if invisible thunderbolts were crashing down heavily.
The corpses of ancestors and predecessors that were once preserved in lifelike condition were turning into charred remains one after another, along with Seven Stars Temple's longstanding accumulated and gathered fate.
Ling Fengzi scread in terror, "What is happening, what on earth is happening!"
The slaughter outside continued.
Initially, it was the three living lineage masters who were killing; next, those who inherited the lineage were also threatened and started massacring.
The entire Seven Stars Temple was filled with screams; countless Taoists died in utter confusion and despair at the hands of elders they deeply respected daily.
These elders were afraid that ten was not enough, fearing that the person was not satisfied, and even after killing ten, they dared not stop, wanting to kill more for safety.
At this ti, starting from the elder Taoist sweeping the ground.
His broom was already soaked in blood, yet a sword qi still cleaved onto him, splitting his brow and rapidly draining his vitality irreversibly.
"You… you said… you would spare my foundation…"
"I won't destroy your foundation; I only want your life!"
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Nantong, Si Yuan Village, cent bridge.
Liu Yui wielded the Feng Shui Power, striking down sword after sword.
This was the true application of Feng Shui; this was the manifestation of Dragon King Liu's legacy.
"Daring to step through the gate shalessly, to disgrace our Dragon King's Court.
Today,
I shall sever your lineage!"
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