Chapter 617: Chapter 717: A Bit Moved
This Xuanji Daoist Temple is a place where immortals cultivate. Why should he respect the so-called ten ancient martial families? Immortal spirits are much stronger than martial arts!
Zhang Daqi faced a major crisis, though he was merely a member of the temple, yet he boldly asked Xuan Qi Dao: "Master, the Ancient Martial Family can’t help us right now, why should we serve them?"
Xuan Qi Dao suddenly seemed to sink into deep thought for a long time, then he suddenly realized: "Immortals and mortals are of the same origin" Most of the world’s ancient martial arts were learned from our Zi Wu Hall. Hosting this unconventional meeting is our responsibility. It’s always been our responsibility. Yes, we have the final say!"
But times have changed now. How many people can truly repair immortality in this era’s end? To pass down this ancient tradition, we still need to rely on the top ten families!"
Just as these words fell, another Taoist said: "Master, you’re rushing things will only make them more greedy."
"In recent years, the so-called ten ancient martial families have continuously sent people to spy on the monks, trying to steal the secrets of French-style and martial arts. If they are not punished, they would prefer to die in the afterlife!"
Legendary deceit? Zhang Za boldly confessed, when he heard this news, he felt a bit moved.
What he practiced, though mysterious and extraordinary, was the best practice for longevity.
However, he understood there were other immortal laws in the world, and he still pursued them steadfastly.
As a true folk figure, Sunx Liancheng could not see the aura surging on the black box. To him, Zhang appeared to be a bold stone-haired figure.
He wanted to ask Mr. Zhang his reasons, but he couldn’t utter a word. He had to reach out to touch Dadan, trying to get his attention.
Just as his hand was about to touch Zhang Yong’s shoulder, the stone in Zhang Yong’s hand suddenly split in half, revealing a luminous pearl.
As a result, it proved that Zhang Za boldly used all his power to open the tape, collecting a bit of Spiritual Energy, preparing for the virtual reality of the box.
However, his fingertips’ Spiritual Energy just touched the tape and it automatically opened.
Both of them looked at the pearl in the box, feeling a bit overbearing, why did the pearl appear? And it was still shining!
Although Sunx Liancheng had seen many luminous pearls, he had never seen one that made people feel so refreshed.
Just as Zhang boldly looked at the pearl, ready to speculate on its origin, Sunx Liancheng grabbed the pearl and put it into his bag.
Ignoring God’s gall, Zhang found the pearl was stolen, and instinctively counterattacked, discovering it was actually Sunx Liancheng standing behind him.
"Hand over the pearl!" Zhang stared angrily at Sunx Liancheng, threatening him.
But Sunx Liancheng, always like a tiger, ignored his command and ran away with the pearl.
Fearing others might scare him, Zhang Za dared not rob him. He had to follow behind, trying to slap and knock him out.
But as they entered the courtyard’s middle yard, the pearl’s emitted light kept trembling, while the Xuanji Dojo was still waiting for them at the temple.
Just hearing Xuan Qi’s voice, he stood up, running out of the hall, shouting: "Who is it stopping me?"
Hearing Xuan Qi Dao’s voice, Zhang Daqi feared being recognized, rushed forward and grabbed Sunx Liancheng.
Then, taking the pearl out of Sunx Liancheng’s bag, swallowed it, picked up Sunx Liancheng from the ground, and flew to the backyard.
Three men and women rushed out from the temple, seeing the light had vanished, exchanged bewildered glances, faces pale.
The apprentice, whose mood swings were uncertain, saw no one in the courtyard, and asked: "Master, the flash just now, could it be the moon?"
Bright Moon? Though Xuan Qi Dao found it amusing, he still instinctively looked up at the sky, seeing only stars.
Just when the master and tribe were puzzled, Xuanji Dao had the opportunity to see no Spiritual Energy in the main hall.
Xuan Qi Dao’s long legs took a step, exclaiming: "It must be the Heavenly Spirit Pillar stolen, go check it out!"
During the conversation, three men had already flown to the main hall, immediately dove into the hall, heading straight for The Three Pure Ones’ Image.
Xuanqi Dao saw the black box had been opened, his heart involuntarily skewed, almost going mad.
That day, the Spiritual Pearl was the Purple Mansion Temple treasure. It had been passed down for thousands of years, said to be able to create all mortal apparel, which was beneficial for Xiu Xian.
Though Xuan Qi was the master of the Purple Pavilion, he could cultivate for a long time in the refining environment, yet he never utilized this treasure.
Such an important treasure vanished before his eyes, thus Xuan Qi Dao’s fury was understandable.
"Give me a thorough investigation." Even if you dig three feet deep, you must find the one who stole the Heavenly Spirit Pillar!" Xuan Qi Dao angrily said.
The apprentice with mood swings reassured: "Master, rest assured. Once the Spiritual Pearl leaves the tape, it will glow, making it easy to find."
"Stupid nonsense! Quick, get everyone to search, check every room, leave no stone unturned!" Xuan Qi Dao screamed.
The apprentice, unable to withstand his thunder, had already rushed out, shouting for everyone to search the entire Daoist temple. The pure-hearted disciples still hesitated in place.
"If you have something to say, say it and stop farting!" The long-awaited Xuan Qi Dao could not help but curse.
The apprentice saw this and feared angering him, replied bluntly: "Master, should we also search the Zhou Family and the other top ten families residing in the middle courtyard?"
Upon hearing his words, Xuan Qi Dao’s attitude softened a bit. I saw him take a deep breath and then sit down, saying: "They are the most suspicious, shouldn’t you search them?!"
Finally, he swung his sleeve and angrily rushed out to the middle courtyard inspectors to order a search.
In the backyard, hundreds were still asleep, woken by the door’s noise, taking candles out.
At this time, at two or three in the morning, hundreds in the backyard woke up, searching houses and bodies, already feeling resentful.
However, fearing the authority of the ten families and settling in this Purple Pavilion view, they had to choose patience.
The intense dispute in Zhang’s brave room erupted, but they realized the opportunity to stir up trouble, a group of onlookers gathered.
In fact, Zhang Dadan boldly sought confrontation with Father Dao, possibly even engaging in a fight.
A bad-hearted man asked: "Mr. Zhang, what happened? What’s the big fire about?"
Once the voice dropped, the Taoist turned around, pointing at the man determined to pick a fight. "Everyone back to your houses!"
Hearing this, the man threw a sly smile at the Daoist Priest, hoping to leave Zhang, but didn’t concede, re-joined the crowd.
Seeing everyone still watching, the Daoist angrily said: "Hey! Do my words mean nothing? Get back to your rooms, didn’t you hear?"
Dozens at the doorway, defeated in this meeting, originally suppressed their hearts enraged, now even spectators cursed, unable to swallow this tone?
Someone in the crowd furiously retorted:
Before the Taoist took further measures, hundreds at the door started arguing about justice.
Only in his twenties, the Taoist had entered Zifu Temple less than two years. His inner peace wasn’t enough. Now attacked by a crowd, he became increasingly enraged.