[R18] Erha and he’s white cat master – “Erha and He’s White Cat Master” Chapter 171 [English]

Chapter 171 Master, the Confucianism Sect is dead

Nangong Liu was obviously forced to retreat by she, so he could only coax: “Okay, of course I love you, but this matter needs to be discussed in the long run. We still have to follow our previous agreement. You first ask Jiangdong Hall to seek shelter from the Confucian Feng Sect with the order of the head. After the two sects merge, we will…”

“No!” Qi Liangji said, her eyes turning a little red, “Back then I… I just believed you, but what happened? You turned around and married Rong Yan… It didn’t work this time! You have to give me an accurate answer. Will you marry me or not?”

“…………”

Seeing he hesitated, she was even more annoyed, and she shouted: “Nangong Liu, how long do you want your mother-in-law and mother-in-law? I can kill my husband with my own hands for your sake – what about you?! Don’t you even dare to nod?!”

“Ah!”

Seeing this, everyone was shocked.

Xue Zhengyong was also extremely surprised and whispered to Mrs. Wang: “The former head of Jiangdong Hall was actually killed by a she?”

Now Jiang Dongtang has also leaked the truth. Although the former leader is dead, there are still many of his old subordinates in the sect, not to mention his two brothers, who immediately rushed forward to fight Qi Liangji.

“Did you kill my eldest brother?”

“You, how can you bear it! Although he is more than ten years older than you, he treats you very well. You – you snake and scorpion woman! Give me back my brother’s life!”

There was a quarrel and a fight here, but the fire was still raging over there. The frightening fragments were broken and unfolded, and in the infinite brilliant light, all the stinking and invisible past events were revealed to the world.These things are not only related to the Confucianism Sect, but are related to almost all sects in the world of cultivation, and are related to the countless celebrities who came to the Confucianism Sect to attend the meeting.

After Jiangdong Hall, Wubei Temple, Fire Phoenix Pavilion, Bitan Village… and even the Kunlun Snow Stepping Palace, which has always been floating in the sky, have had the scandals of high-level disciples and elders exposed one by one.In addition to Nangong Xu’s own memories, as well as the memories he had collected over the years, they were all nakedly presented in front of everyone.

Among them, there is even a record of the collusion between Nangong Liu and the former head of Wubei Temple, Tianchan Master——

“Master, tomorrow is the Lingshan Conference. Winning or losing is extremely important to me. My father already thinks I am stupid. If I am defeated by my brother’s sword again at the grand event, then I may really… have no chance of becoming the leader.”

“Donor Nangong, don’t panic. Have you memorized the spell scrolls that the old monk gave you before?”

“I know it by heart.”

Master Tianchan Nianxu said with a smile: “Then tomorrow, you don’t have to worry about winning or losing. As long as you use all the spells on the scroll with all your strength, my brother, I will naturally not be your opponent.”

Nangong Liu said in confusion: “This junior is stupid, please give me a clear explanation from the master.”

“That spell scroll is an original secret technique created by your brother Nangong Xu. He has practiced it diligently and is determined to show his prowess in the Lingshan Conference.”

“Ah.” Nangong Liu was extremely surprised, “Since it was created by Xu Di, then I…how could I defeat him with his spell?”

Master Tianchan smiled slightly: “Nangong Xu is aloof. After learning this spell, he never wanted to communicate with others. He hid in a cave and worked hard day and night. Who believes that he said this spell was created by him?”

“…”

“You are different, Donor Nangong. With me and the Fourth Palace Master of Taxue Palace as guarantees, as long as we all say that we have seen you perform this spell, you will bite me to death. This technique is the result of your painstaking study. Even if your tongue is like a lotus flower, I will not be able to escape the charge of ‘stealing my brother’s unique magic.'”

Master Tianchan said calmly.

“Once your reputation is dirty, it will be criticized by thousands of people and will never be restored. What’s the use of winning the top spot in the conference?”

“So that’s it…” Nangong Liu suddenly opened his eyes wide, as if he was enlightened, and clasped his fists and said, “Thank you, Master, for your guidance! After I succeed to the throne, I will definitely live up to my covenant with Master. After that, the Confucianism Sect will have a good relationship with Wubei Temple for a hundred years!”

The long rolling scroll that shone through the night tore the scars of all the people Xu Shuanglin hated and all the people who had offended him before everyone’s eyes.Both the monks and the people near the Confucianism Gate were attracted by the flashing fire and saw all the smelly and ugly lice buried under the robes.

When the door to the ghost world was cut open, Xu Shuanglin Zeng Can said with a smile:

“I’m going to break all of your hearts.”

Only at this moment did everyone in Congee realize what the true meaning of he was.

In the name of Elder Shuanglin, Nangong Xu has been dormant in the Rufeng Sect for so many years. His intention is not only to destroy the seventy-two cities of Rufeng, a century-old foundation.

What he wants to destroy are all the people he can’t stand.

All those who have wronged him, slandered him, and pushed him to a dead end for public and private interests.

And he’s brother Nangong Liu was just the first person to nod his head in this revenge ceremony.After that, one by one the heads, one by one the elders——

As long as they did something that offended Xu Shuanglin, no matter who they were, they would not be able to escape from the flaming execution platform.

In the long night illuminated by fire, Chu nightning suddenly remembered that in Luo Xianxian’s memory, the bloody young man once said something with a smile.

There is a man in Linyi whose twenty hearts are dead.

A young man with outstanding magic skills and extraordinary talents has never been treated fairly. He has been plotted against, murdered, and ostracized by his own family.The spells that he worked so hard to create were swallowed up, and those who swallowed up his spells would eventually beat him up and call him a thief.

How ridiculous is this…

Twenty hearts are dead.

On the Jincheng Pond, among the peach blossoms, Bai Zi, controlled by Xu Shuanglin, laughed and said that he was a ghost crawling out of hell and wanted to take his life from the living.

Chu Wanning looked around and saw that all the factions in the upper cultivation world were panicked and in chaos. The so-called tree fell and the monkeys scattered, and it was not just the Confucianism family.

Xu Shuanglin used the rest of his life as dead wood to ignite the fire of revenge.

he did it.

“Boom!”

Suddenly there was an explosion, and in the direction of the Dark City, the seventh city of Confucian Fengmen, a sky-reaching purple light suddenly appeared, piercing everyone’s eyes.

Ye Wangxi immediately raised his sword eyebrows: “Not good!”

As he said that he was going to wield his sword in the direction of the dark city, Nangong Si grabbed her. In just one night, her unruly face looked very haggard and almost collapsed.But he still held Ye Wangxi’s shoulders tightly and said hoarsely: “Don’t go there.”

“But the evil spirits suppressed under the Golden Drum Tower are about to come out. The Confucian Feng Sect has imprisoned thousands of evil creatures for hundreds of years. If they all break the seal and come to this world…” Ye Wangxi did not say any more, only feeling shuddering.

Nangong Si said, “What’s the use of going?”

“I…”

“Ye Wangxi, you have done enough for the Confucianism Sect.” Nangong Si’s eyes were empty, and he raised his hand. For a moment, he seemed to want to wipe away the mud splashed on Ye Wangxi’s cheek, but in the end he just moved and did nothing.

“Don’t waste any more energy.” He said, “The Golden Drum Tower needs the strength of the leader and the ten elders to stabilize it. If you go, you will die.”

“I know I’m going to die, but even if I’m going to die,” Ye Wangxi paused, looking very painful, “Even if I’m going to die, I… don’t want to stand by and watch. If the Golden Drum Tower is broken, a group of demons come to the world, and the Confucian Feng Sect… will definitely be targeted by thousands of people… you…”

“Do you think that if the Golden Drum Tower is not broken, the Confucianism Sect will not be criticized by thousands of people?” Nangong Si smiled, with dried blood on the corners of his lips, and his smile became increasingly bleak.

“Don’t be stupid, the Confucianism Sect has come to an end. You can live well, okay? Because I really…” Nangong Si closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembled, and his throat choked, “I really don’t want anyone to die for this sect… It’s not worth it…”

In the raging firelight, Ye Wangxi looked at Nangong Si in a daze. Before he could say anything urgently, he suddenly heard the rumbling sound of the pagoda collapsing from the direction of the dark city. She turned her head and saw thousands of bright white streams of light flying in all directions from the standing Golden Drum Pagoda and disappearing into the vast night.

Ye Wangxi lost all his blood: “The Golden Drum Tower… is going to fall…”

“Bang——”

The earth trembled, and the land beneath our feet began to fall apart. As the great demon that had been suppressed for hundreds of years in the Confucian Golden Drum Tower returned to the world, it turned into a powerful blood-red light. The red light looked like a huge fish with an amazing size, and its tail was like a red lotus in bloom. The big fish let out an earth-shattering roar, and the sound wave shookThe leaves thousands of miles away trembled, and it suddenly rushed towards the East China Sea. The majestic pagoda instantly shattered into tens of thousands of broken bricks and rubble. Those with swords that were too close to the pagoda were violently overturned by the air waves transformed by the big demon, and were caught in the burning calamity fire. They didn’t even have time to scream, and were burned to ashes.

“What’s that?”

“Gun!!”

The people next to him were angry when they heard this. They hugged their swords tightly to prevent them from being thrown off by the sudden evil wind, and cursed: “Why get out of here? Why do you want me to get out?”

“What the hell? I said this is ‘Gun’——! One of the ancient ferocious beasts! Legend has it that Nangong Changying, the first head of the Rufeng Sect, once subdued the evil beast Gun in the East China Sea and built a golden drum tower to imprison him—unexpectedly…unexpectedly, it is actually true!”

When the ferocious beast emerged, although its vitality had not been restored and it had been suppressed under the pagoda for a long time, it still had lingering fears for the Taoist priests, so it did not stay for a long time before fleeing to the East China Sea. However, the rolling wave it set off should not be underestimated. The calamity fire burning the Confucian Fengmen was almost lifted several feet high by this wave of air, and the originally safe places were instantly burned by the fire.

Xue Zhengyong has been on the battlefield for a long time. When he saw this, he immediately shouted: “Run -! Everyone, run!”

In an instant, all the bricks and sand fell, and after he roared, the iron fan carried Mrs. Wang and fled towards the distance. The other monks also fled, but there were also fierce fights, life and death, such as Qi Liangji and several elders in his sect.

Just like that, it disappeared into ashes.

Nangong Si suddenly turned over and jumped onto Nao Baijin, reaching out to Ye Wangxi: “Come up quickly!” Then he looked back at Chu Wanning next to him: “Grandmaster – you too -”

“If you can’t carry it, you go first.”

“But…”

Mo Ran made a decision immediately and said to Nangong Si: “Quickly leave! I will take Master out with the sword!”

Seeing that the fire was getting closer and closer at a terrifying speed, Nangong Si cursed secretly, hugged Ye Wangxi from behind, and disappeared into the night with her riding the demon wolf.

The trees were falling one after another, the orange forest was burning with a harsh crackling sound, and the wind was filled with a strange sound of citrus. Without delay, Mo Ran summoned the contract sword, and together with Chu Wanning and the two of them, they moved towards the place where the fire had not burned in front.

Behind him, the nobles and nobles of the Confucian Feng Sect, who had been brilliant for hundreds of years, were just like the tens of thousands of hectares of towers, corridors, and majestic pastures, all of which were destroyed overnight in the rolling flames.