Chapter 269 (1/2)

An Zaiyue's att.i.tude was especially obvious. He wanted to destroy the morale of those people and change the att.i.tudes of those imperial officials and great clans who were watching.

Without those people, there would have been no way for An Zaiyue to topple the empress dowager.

Even if it was just those people watching from the sidelines, it was still a great thing for An Zeng.

The nine paG.o.das formed by the Nine Serenities Magic Bell descended. The chains that connected the nine paG.o.das and the nine paG.o.das formed a huge circle that surrounded most of the guests from the martial world.

The bell on the nine paG.o.das rang, and electric sparks flickered on the chains.

Wherever the sonic wave went, the group of at least seven to eight hundred people were suppressed and turned into ashes.

The power of the Purple rank magic equipment was clearly visible.

Before the fifty Qianji field officers had a chance to truly show their might, An Zhe had already killed off the motley crowd.

On the other side, the scene was even more shocking.

Old Huo was standing high up in the air with a wine jug in his hand. He was in high spirits. ””Come, come. Let me show you one of the small gifts I have prepared for you.””

He threw out the wooden box he was holding in his other hand. The wooden box opened up by itself in mid-air, and then a rain of items spilled out of the box. Each of them was bright and s.h.i.+ny, the size of soybeans.

It looked like it was really just a plump soybeans.

These soybeans fell from the sky and rolled on the ground.

On the other side of the main entrance, more than two thousand martial artists were shocked when they saw the beans all over the floor. n.o.body knew what was going on.

Old Huo narrowed his eyes and said two words.

””Divine Weapon!””

With a soft mutter to himself, the soybeans on the floor all changed.

Crack! Crack! Crack! The soybean-sized object started to stretch out, then it turned into wooden men one by one.

Each of these wooden men had a green glow flickering on their chests.

The densely-packed wooden figures appeared in front of the martial artists' faces, instantly changing their expressions.

The wooden man began to move, turning to face the martial artists. As he pointed his hand forward, the wooden man army began to press forward in a neat and orderly manner.

All the guests in the martial world were scared. This was a miracle!

All these years, Old Huo has been hiding his name.

No one in the martial world could remember that there was an artificer master in the Da Xi family.

Very few people knew how powerful a peak master artificer could be.

The wooden army began to attack. Although they weren't very powerful, there were simply too many of them.

The group of martial artists were all blown away like a tidal wave. Flesh and blood flew all over the place in an instant, and bits of wood flew everywhere.

Those martial artists retreated backwards from the pressure. The more they fought, the more cold their hearts became.

Wooden men were inanimate, and if they were broken, they would be broken, but if they were dead, they would not come back to life.

The scene became a little strange. In just ten minutes, the mighty crowd of martial artists was defeated.

After leaving a few hundred corpses on the ground, they fled in a sorry state. The wooden figures returned in an orderly fas.h.i.+on before turning into a golden light and flying back into the wooden box.

Old Huo caught the wooden box and poured some wine into his mouth. ””After this, I'm afraid that I won't have a peaceful day.””

On the other side, the more than a hundred so-called experts who had gathered were defeated by Fang Daozhong and w.a.n.g Kaitai in an instant.

Empress Dowager Su's control over Fang Bancheng's power in the martial world seemed to disintegrate in an instant.

A few hundred meters away from the battlefield, the two old Daoists of the Supreme Court stood with ugly expressions.

””It seems that it has exceeded my expectations.””

An old Daoist with a white beard sighed, ””I never would have thought that such a small sect would have crouching tigers and hidden dragons.””

See that old man?

There was actually such a person in this world who could seize the good fortune of the heaven and earth.

Sprinkling beans into soldiers is originally a legend of my Dao Sect, but my Dao Sect has never had such a method.

Now that he had seen it with his own eyes, he realized how vast the world was.

””Xu Baimei, you seem to have thought of retreating?””

Another old man with a black beard asked.

Xu Baimei turned to look at him, ””Zhou Jiuji, do you still want to make a move?””

After a moment of silence, Zhou Jiuji said, ””What have the ancestors of the Supreme Dao Court dreamed of?””

Now that this opportunity was right in front of him, could he just give up like that?

In my opinion, no matter how crouching the tigers and hidden dragons in the sect are, they are now nearing the end of their tether.

Could such a small sect really fight against the imperial government?

Xu Baiming smiled coldly, ””The imperial court?””

””The Yan Kingdom still has the imperial government?””

Zhou Jiuji shook his head: ””No matter what, I do not want to give up this opportunity.””

Xu Baiming was a little angry. ””Does it mean anything if Empress Dowager Su becomes the Orthodoxy in the future?””

That woman will not last long. Sooner or later, she will become the dust of history.

””You plan to bet on her as if you were betting on a bet. Then you'll be a sinner of the Supreme Court!””

Zhou Jiuji fell into a long silence, then he sighed, ””Western Territory's three thousand buddhist kingdoms, the Buddhist Sect's might is unparalleled.

Look at the land of the Central Plains. The Dao Sect has existed for a long time, but they have never received any attention.

I just want a start. With a start, the Dao Sect might really be able to improve.

””Just like the Buddhist countries in the Western Regions, they have existed for 10,000 years, and have existed for countless years.””

Xu Baimei said, ””You're going in the wrong direction … You're thinking too simple-mindedly.””

Zhou Jiuji turned to look at the young Daoist standing not far behind him: ””I had thought that our generation would not succeed, and also that Feng Xiuzhu would not be able to make it.””

””But look, Feng Xiuzhu is currently in a daze, as if she has become a different person.””

Xu Bai said with a frown, ””We're not old yet, but we can still cultivate a younger and more outstanding generation.

The more chaotic the country, the less opportunity there is for us.

Could the prosperity of the Buddhist Sect be spread through the chaotic world?

No, by the peace of the Golden Age.

The more stable a country is, the faster and more stable the spread of doctrine.