Chapter 278 Now that You Are Here, Don't Leave! Hey, Come on Together!

"I?"

Hongde, who was named, was immediately stunned.

He is the great disciple of the holy monk.

After the master's death, he inherited the mantle of the Yixiang Sect. This time he came mainly to participate.

After all, he was not stupid. He knew that seeking revenge on Li Muxuan alone would only cost a few more lives. He could only use the help of Shintoism.

Besides, without his master, if he doesn't communicate more with other sects.

I'm afraid I don't know if I was sold by this group of people.

But what he didn't expect was that the old priest whom he had always admired would appoint him to go there.

You know, this strange flower farmer who suddenly appears has an unknown identity, unknown methods, and unknown cultivation. If he takes action rashly, he may end up capsizing in the gutter!

Immediately, Hongde just wanted to politely refuse.

I saw the old priest speaking.

"Xiao Hongde."

"Since this strange man with a long face and red phoenix eyes can be discovered by ordinary people, it means that his cultivation level is nothing more than this."

"If you can capture him, or extract information from him about the flower cultivation sect, it will be a big credit, and everyone will appreciate you."

As soon as these words came out.

Hongde's eyes suddenly lit up.

After their master's death, their Xiangzong lacked a backbone and was already on the decline.

Although he had surrendered to the emperor and attached himself to Shintoism for a long time, he was scolded by Buddhism on the one hand because of his religious beliefs, and on the other hand he was unable to integrate into the core of Shintoism. He was neither fish nor fowl.

And now, if you can capture that kind of flower stranger.

After Wajima annexed Tohoku.

Yixiang Zong may be able to get an extra share of the future profit distribution, or maintain the original quota.

Think of this.

Hongde looked at the old priest with grateful eyes.

"The young monk will definitely live up to his mission and capture that kind of flower stranger and present it to the palace minister!"

After saying that, without any nonsense, he immediately turned around and prepared to take people to the dock to see what was going on. There were not many people around him. After all, Nagasaki was not his territory, so he only brought twelve people for this group discussion.

But they are all good at the sect!

"This kid."

Seeing this scene, the old priest's mouth curled up slightly, with a smile on his face.

Then, he looked at the little boy who came to deliver the message and said: "After all, he is an old friend's disciple. I'm afraid he may make mistakes. Please pass on my message and send a few priests to help."

"yes!"

The child hurriedly ran to spread the message.

Seeing this, many people present looked at the old priest with more respect.

The head ninja of the Bihe ninja secretly shook his head, feeling that the people of the Ichigo clan were really stupid. They were tricked into taking the lead in just a few words. No matter what their credit or affection, they had made a lot of contributions to the noble lords back then.

But what then?

to be honest.

The distribution of future benefits will depend on one's own strength, otherwise one will have to live at the whim of others.

If someone throws two bones at random, you have to be obedient and work hard.

As for whether it was good or bad for the old priest to send someone to assist, he just wanted first-hand information, but he didn't want to stand in the front and fight for life and death, so he could share the credit.

Just come down here.

Xiang Zong has always put in people and efforts, and maybe the final favor and credit will have to go to Ise Jingu.

He is really kneeling down to beg for food!

This is what I am thinking about.

A sense of ambition arose in Rentou's heart.

Buddhists have been kneeling on the Japanese island for a long time, and those who don't want to kneel are forced into the mountains like themselves.

But today is different from the past. All we have to do is conquer the Flower Planting Continent.

The land over there is vast and rich in resources. It is not as narrow as the Japanese island. By then, they will not have to kneel down and they will be able to act openly and openly!

While thinking.

The old priest's voice sounded.

"Little girl."

"Let's continue talking about Li Muxuan."

The old priest looked leisurely and said, "Don't worry about it there. Let's wait until the juniors capture the thieves and return."

Seeing the old priest's wisdom and aloof demeanor, Yoshiko suddenly felt at ease. She was not worried that the foreigners at the dock were too strong. After all, this was a Japanese island. What kind of trouble could the other party cause?

But I feel that with the old priest here, there is no need to worry about Li Muxuan and his like!

It will only take two days for each faction to set off.

It's the day when the flower-planting stranger is in trouble!

At the same time, the scorching sun was high.

The usually bustling dock was now empty, with only warm corpses lying on the ground.

"Sure enough, it's difficult to catch big fish in such a small place." Zhang Zhiwei looked calm, grabbed an Onmyoji's neck with one hand, broke it with a little force, and threw it casually on the ground.

He arrived at Japan Island yesterday.

It's not a hard journey.

But halfway through, the Japanese captain refused to cooperate and was thrown directly off the boat to feed the fish.

Fortunately, Yantai was not far away from Lushun. He found a fisherman there who knew the way and could sail a boat. He used the boat as a reward to take him to the Japanese island.

And after this.

He mixed the diseased corpses with fish and sent them out as fresh fish.

As for the box.

It's just to hide people's eyes and to catch fish.

After all, this trip to the Japanese island cannot be in vain. Even if the tongue cannot be caught, it is good to kill a few Japanese bastards to vent their anger, which can be regarded as the effective force to eliminate them.

Of course, he also has a sense of proportion.

No matter what, this place is a Japanese island, and he alone can't kill many people.

Now I only earn the first intelligence gap. When the poison breaks out, even if I am as versatile as Lao Li, I will be consumed to death here.

So just killing a hundred and eighty people is enough.

Between thoughts.

Zhang Zhiwei raised his head and glanced at the sun.

It's not time yet.

It will be almost dark in another hour.

If no big fish took the bait, he would set fire to the dock and then take a boat back to the mainland.

However, at this moment, several figures appeared on the street ahead. Zhang Zhiwei looked around and saw a dozen monks carrying swords walking towards him.

To be honest, this wouldn't be possible without wearing monk's robes.

He thought they were bandits.

However, he could clearly feel that the monks in front of him were not like the rotten fish and shrimps in front of him.

It has probably reached the point where they are like shrimps and crabs, especially the leader. At first glance, his cultivation level is even higher than that of Lu Jin, and he can barely be called a big fish.

Just thinking about it.

I just heard the monk shouting in the distance.

"Chinese! This poor monk is the current head of the Yixiang Sect. Who are you? Why are you here!"

Broken Chinese sounded.

Zhang Zhiwei's eyes suddenly lit up. After killing dozens of people, he met someone who could speak Chinese!

Immediately, he slowly approached the other party, glanced at the person in the dark without any trace, and said with a smile: "I am your uncle, and I am here to give you gifts to you brats."

"Your uncle?"

Hongde was slightly startled when he heard this.

He once went to the mainland with his master to promote Buddhism and learned Chinese, so he can speak a few words.

It's just that he's not good at it, but looking at the other party, he seems to be quite friendly, and he's here to give a gift, so he said: "Uncle! If you are obedient and capture me, this poor monk may have a way out!"

"ha?"

Zhang Zhiwei's eyes became strange, but he didn't start a verbal argument.

after all

The distance is enough.

The next moment, the sky suddenly darkened, and a deafening roar exploded above the pier!

The terrifying movement instantly attracted the attention of many people.

At this moment, hundreds of thunder and lightning erupted from the ground, like a prison, covering the monks in front of them and the few priests hiding in the dark.

"what happened?!"

"When did the other party make a move!"

"His! His!"

One voice after another sounded.

Seeing the tall and upright young man under the lightning, who looked like a god descending into the world, the pupils of the monk Yi Xiangzong suddenly shrank and he couldn't help but take a breath.

Hongde, in particular, felt the pressure coming from the other party.

His whole face was extremely pale.

Even the hand holding the sword is trembling!

Before coming here, he had actually thought that the other party might be very difficult. After all, if he dared to attack alone, he was either stupid or extremely confident in his own methods.

But he didn't take it seriously.

You know, this is a Japanese island!

And he is not an ordinary person, even if his cultivation is not as good as his master.

That is also the mainstay of the middle-aged generation!

However, who knows! He unexpectedly met a monster whose cultivation level was no less than that of his master!

And the other party actually took the lead in making a sneak attack!

Think of this.

Hong De looked at the tall young man in fear. Although he didn't know why the other party didn't kill him directly like he killed the group of people on the ground, it could be seen that he might have a chance to survive.

After all, he had just become the head of Yixiang Sect.

There will be better days ahead.

Don't want to die!

"The one who is close to vermilion is red, the one who is close to ink is black."

"Really, after staying with that guy Lao Li for a long time, I always want to make a sneak attack."

Zhang Zhiwei raised the corner of his mouth slightly, then looked at the Chinese-speaking monk and asked directly: "You said you are the current host of Yixiang Sect, so I want to ask you, what are the four masters on your island best at?"

"Also, what sects are going to plant flowers this time?"

The words just fell.

A monk suddenly shouted angrily.

"Kill us if you can, and someone will come to deal with you soon!"

As soon as these words came out.

Zhang Zhiwei frowned slightly. He didn't understand, but the other party seemed to have a lot of backbone.

Immediately, when he was about to take action, the leader Hongde hurriedly shouted: "Uncle, he just said that he can tell you the information, but the premise is to let us go."

"Um?"

Zhang Zhiwei had a strange expression.

Then he glanced at the angry monk, and it seemed that he didn't mean it.

But none of this was important. What was important was the information, so he held out two fingers and said, "Pindao is always fair in business. Two pieces of information, two people."

"Don't even think about stalling for time. I'll only give you one stick of incense."

"If you don't finish talking or fool me, you will all die."

The words just fell.

A dazzling thunder light pierced the sky, and the terrifying roar was shocking!

"Yes Yes Yes."

Seeing this situation, Hongde was so frightened that he nodded quickly. Integrity is nothing compared to life.

As for the teacher's hatred, I believe that the master knows that he has endured humiliation and endured the heavy burden in order to continue the sect's inheritance, so he will definitely forgive himself, and even praise him greatly.

Immediately, there was no hiding anything.

He said directly: "Among the four masters, the last one is the Grand Master."

"He only wants to kill with one sword. As long as he doesn't find a flaw or get close, his Iai will not be effective. In addition, it is said that the lower he is, the faster he can draw the sword."

"ah?"

Zhang Zhiwei had a strange expression.

He couldn't understand the Japanese swordsmanship.

The lower you press, the faster you go.

If you were lying on the ground, what speed would it be?

Then, he asked: "How does it compare to your master, the so-called holy monk?"

“This” Seeing the master mentioned, Hongde’s heart tightened. From the other party’s tone, it seemed that he had dealt with the master. Could it be that he had fought with his own master?

Or was the master killed by him?

Thinking of this.

Hongde looked at the person in front of him, and a bold idea emerged in his mind. Could he be Li Muxuan?

Besides him, who else is planting flowers at this age.

Can have such a terrifying cultivation!

However, Hongde at this time had already been scared out of his wits, and naturally he could not ask the other party to verify anything, so he said: "It is slightly better than my master in killing power, but the cultivation is a little lower."

"Well, continue."

Zhang Zhiwei nodded when he heard it, that is the strength of two and a half palms.

"The third one is Meiji Priest."

"He used to be an Onmyoji, and he has many powerful Shikigami under his command, such as Shuten Douji, Ibaraki Douji, and Tamamonomae, who is known as the most powerful monster. His body is a fox, and he is good at charm and summoning thunder and fire."

"The strongest?"

Zhang Zhiwei rubbed his chin.

He is not Lao Li, and he doesn't know much about the Japanese school, let alone Shikigami.

But since he can be crowned as the strongest.

The strength should not be bad.

So he said: "How is it compared to your master?"

"."

Hongde's mouth twitched slightly, he felt that his dead master had become the standard of measurement.

Of course, he couldn't take care of these now, so he said: "The two have never fought, but if they really fight to the death, my master may be at a disadvantage in the face of a group of Shikigami."

"Well, continue."

Zhang Zhiwei probably had an idea.

Hongde then learned to be smart and said directly: "The second one is Atsuta Priest."

"People only know that one of the three sacred artifacts, Ame-kun, is enshrined there, but they don't know that Yasakani no Magatama is also there. With two sacred artifacts in hand, three masters are no match for him."

"The former is extremely powerful, and the latter is said to enjoy the blessing of Amaterasu."

"Sacred artifact?"

Zhang Zhiwei narrowed his eyes slightly.

He has never cared about artifacts, but he also knows that the so-called sacred artifacts are often linked to incense and mind power, such as the swords and seals of their Tianshi Mansion.

But let me say something very blasphemous.

In fact, gods are just like that.

If gods are useful, there will be no natural disasters in the world, so why do people need to worship them with incense?

At this time, Hongde continued: "As for the number one Ise priest, this old senior's cultivation is unfathomable. Anyway, my master said that he saw that man as a frog in a well, and he could not have the slightest desire to challenge him, and was willing to be under him."

"As for the means."

"The millions of gods on the Japanese island all obey his orders, and even the emperor respects him."

"I really don't know the details."

"But what is certain is that if he uses his power, ten masters will not be his opponents."

"Is that so?"

Fear flashed in Zhang Zhiwei's eyes. Although the Japanese island is small, it should not be underestimated.

After all, there are 400 million people growing flowers, and the Japanese island has 70 to 80 million people, and Shintoism is their largest sect. As the leader, the strength will naturally not be that bad.

I want to kill him on the Japanese island.

It is very difficult.

Then Zhang Zhiwei asked, "Is he also participating in this action?"

"Yes!"

Hongde nodded immediately, and then said, "Everyone is scrambling to plant flowers this time."

"Not all the big sects are eligible to participate. In total, including our Ikko sect, there are thirteen sects, namely Ise Jingu and Atsuta Jingu."

A series of names were reported.

Most of them are samurai schools and shrines, and the others are Buddhists and Onmyoji families.

"I didn't expect you to be so smart." Zhang Zhiwei was very satisfied after hearing this. He was a little reluctant to let the other party go, and wanted to grab him and run back to plant flowers together.

After all, it's hard to meet such a soft bone.

Just thinking about it.

A loud voice sounded!

"Chinese, since you are here, don't leave! This is where you will be buried!"

Zhang Zhiwei turned his head and saw an old priest with white hair, followed by many people, coming aggressively, with an ill-intentioned look.

Immediately, he turned his head to look at Hongde and asked, "Translator, what did he say?"

"He said that if you don't run, it will be too late!"

Hongde hurriedly said, "This is the old priest, and next to him are the big shots I just mentioned!"

Of course, he was not being kind and considering the other party, but if this person was defeated by the old priest and fell into the hands of the other party, wouldn't his leak of secrets be exposed?

How can he survive in the Japanese island then? !

"Heh."

"You are quite good at translation."

Zhang Zhiwei tilted his head, not expecting that the translation would not match the number of words.

Afterwards, he looked up at the old priest and others, with a fierce look on his face, and said, "Since we are here, of course we have to try it before leaving, otherwise it will be so embarrassing if Lao Li and Lao Feng know."

Then the voice fell.

Dazzling golden light burst out from his body.

Standing under the gloomy sky.

It was like a burning flame burning in the dark night, and like a scorching sun, shining in all directions.

It was at this moment.

A cold and confident voice sounded.

"Hey, come on together."