Chapter 1153 – The Most Blessed Young Daoist Boy (2/2)
Suddenly, an extremely bright ray of light appeared in his eyes.
Several dozen zhang away, a cut silently appeared on the wounded soldier's throat.
A spatial fissure was the sharpest existence in the world and could lead straight to the Netherworld.
Beads of blood appeared on the green skin and were slowly cut apart.
The soldier suddenly opened his eyes, his body sinking into the ground like a figure made of sugar dissolving in water.
The spatial fissure followed the soldier into the ground.
The wounded soldier's body transformed into smoke that seeped out of the earth and into the surrounding slope.
Shang Xingzhou suddenly closed his eyes.
The massive painting hanging from the kite depicted the burning of Sangharama Temple.
A young Daoist boy abruptly appeared in the blazing ruins.
He was a handsome Daoist, a carbon copy of Shang Xingzhou when he was young.
He looked around the plains, his gaze razor-sharp. It seemed capable of seeing through all illusions.
In the painting, the young Daoist's clean eyes suddenly shone with ten-some bright rays of light.
In the carriage, Shang Xingzhou's face gained ten-some deep wrinkles.
Sliceslicesliceslice!
The sharp sounds of slicing could be heard across the slope.
The spatial fissure was gradually annihilated.
Black Robe appeared.
Her human uniform had already been sliced to shreds that had vanished in the wind.
The black robe that had protected her for a thousand years was also sporting several tears.
Red blood was flowing out from a few of these openings.
The legend was true. Black Robe really was a human.
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”I didn't expect that you would actually succeed in a sneak attack against me.”
Black Robe gazed at Shang Xingzhou in the carriage.
Her voice penetrated through the hood. It was somewhat low and somewhat evil, but it was now also somewhat moving.
Just like she had said, she had taken an enormous risk today by dressing up as a human cavalryman and approaching Shang Xingzhou so that she could ambush and kill him.
To her surprise, Shang Xingzhou had seen through her disguise, and she almost ended up being killed by his counter.
”Back then, your student tried to kill my student with this technique, and now you're using it again. Such a repetition truly makes me disappointed.”
Shang Xingzhou's voice was flat and emotionless. It was cold and indifferent, making it seem like he was not speaking to the Demon Military Advisor, but an old acquaintance.
He was naturally referring to how ten-some years ago, the young Demon Lord had disguised himself as a heavily injured array master and allowed the Mount Song Army's Chen Chou and An Hua to bring him to the snowy mountains to find the master of the Cinnabar Pill.
Black Robe replied, ”His Majesty wanted to kill the previous sovereign at the time. It had nothing to do with Chen Changsheng.”
Shang Xingzhou said, ”Regardless, it's still an old move. Otherwise, how could it fail to fool even this student of mine?”
The young Daoist boy behind him was earnestly listening, but he had no idea just how important these words were to him.
In these last two years, many people knew that a young Daoist boy had appeared in the Monastery of Eternal Spring, attentively serving Shang Xingzhou.
Yet Shang Xingzhou had never clearly stated just who this young Daoist was to him.
But today, he said these words to Black Robe.
Just what sort of benefits came from being Shang Xingzhou's student?
One only needed to know that of the students he had taken before, one was Emperor and the other was Pope. That was enough.
Even Black Robe couldn't help but take a second look at this young boy.
Although her plan today was not exactly new, it actually had a very high chance of success. She hadn't expected a little child to see through it.
This was probably what was meant by 'most blessed'.