Chapter 307 The world is in turmoil!

"Brother Lian!"

Dongfang Bubai rushed into the back hall and looked around but didn't see the person he was in love with.

When he was about to leave, he suddenly noticed the open book on the table. He paused, walked over, picked it up and saw that the words "Star Absorbing Art" were written on the cover.

Dongfang Bubai's eyes focused, and after flipping through a few pages, he finally understood.

This is indeed "The Star-Absorbing Art", but it only describes the part about dispersing the power, and does not describe how to practice it.

If you meet someone with an impatient temper, and he wastes all his energy after reading the first three pages, he will probably be angry to death when reading the rest of the content.

Turning the page further, I finally saw what Ren Woxing left for him:

Brother Dongfang, it has been twelve years since we last met. I have always remembered your hospitality and will never forget it.

After reading this letter, you will guess that Yang Lianting has disappeared without a trace.

As you expected, I used a little trick to invite him to come down the mountain and avoid the trouble temporarily.

If you want to take Yang Lianting back with you, you need to prepare a generous gift to show your sincerity, and I am willing to help you.

This gift is incomparable to gold, silver, pearls and jade. It is the most rare treasure in the martial arts world and is known as the Three Wonders of Hengshan!

I am waiting for good news, and I hope this gift can be a bridge for you and me to meet again, to reminisce about the past, and to discuss the ups and downs of the world.

Without you, Yang Lianting has lost his appetite and cannot sleep at night. This is a sign of excessive worry and restlessness.

I hope you can prepare quickly and don't miss the opportunity.

"Ren Woxing! You old bastard!" After reading the letter, Dongfang Bubai's face was terribly gloomy and he almost squeezed out a word from between his teeth.

His voice attracted the attention of some disciples of the Divine Religion. Before they could push open the door of the back hall to check, dozens of embroidery needles suddenly flew out and pierced directly into the eyebrows of the disciples in the first row.

Dongfang Bubai pulled the silk thread and all the embroidery needles flew back. Dozens of disciples' bodies went limp and they all fell to the ground and died.

The other disciples were startled and took several steps back. They only dared to surround the back hall and did not dare to enter. It was not until the four purple-robed messengers arrived that everyone breathed a sigh of relief:
"Wait for the lights to turn on!"

"How dare you come to Blackwood Cliff to cause trouble!"

As soon as he finished speaking, four silver lights flashed, and the purple-robed envoy stood there motionless as if his acupoints had been pressed.

If you look closer, you will find that each of them has an embroidery needle stuck between their eyebrows and they died silently.

These four top masters of the Divine Religion were originally arranged by Dongfang Bubai to be by Yang Lianting's side, responsible for protecting his safety.

As a result, Yang Lianting left Heimu Cliff quietly, and these four losers didn't notice anything at all. Now they still dared to talk nonsense. It was simply like grabbing offerings from the table of the King of Hell - courting death!
With a loud "bang", like thunder breaking through the night sky, the heavy six-door door in the back hall was blown away like it was made of paper, and an indescribable pressure poured out.

I saw a figure, wearing a snow-white robe and a cloak with a blood-red peony pattern, slowly walking out among the interlaced shadows of the lights.

The older disciples of the Divine Religion were experienced and knowledgeable, but at this moment, their eyes were full of awe.

Before the young disciples could react, they dropped their weapons, knelt on the ground, and shouted in worship: "Subordinates pay homage to the leader! The Eastern leader, who is both civil and martial, has benefited the common people and will unify the martial arts world for thousands of years!"

In the entire backyard, the air seemed to freeze and time slowed down at this moment.

Dongfang Bubai stood there without any extra words. His presence alone was enough to make everyone feel in awe and ashamed of themselves.

He held the secret book in his hand and said in a cold voice: "Pass the order down, the twelve halls of the Divine Religion, the seven-colored flags, and the seven-star messengers, surround and suppress Ren Woxing and his group with all your strength!"

"Yes!"

Many disciples responded loudly, the Eastern Sect Leader was indeed extraordinary, his first move was such a big move. It was clearly the middle of the night, but the pigeons on the Blackwood Cliff were flying more diligently than during the day.

The Sun-Moon Divine Sect, the crawling largest sect in the world, finally showed its terrifying fangs at this moment.

In just one day, Dongfang Bubai knew the location of Ren Woxing and others, and then the elite members of the Divine Cult began to gather in Henan.

All of a sudden, all parties in the martial arts world took action upon hearing the news. For many young martial artists, this was the first time they had ever seen such a big move by the Sun Moon Sect.

On Mount Shaoshi, inside the Shaolin Temple, Master Fangzheng showed a worried look after listening to his disciple's report.

In the Zen room, the five eminent monks named Fang, Fang Sheng, Fang Jing, Fang Ping, etc., were gathered together, each with a solemn expression.

In fact, after capturing Tong Baixiong, Shaolin Temple was ready to fight with the Sun and Moon Sect.

However, none of the monks had expected that Dongfang Bubai was so loyal and righteous that he would put up such a large battle for Tong Baixiong.

Even if we fought against Wudang back then, it would not be more than this!
"Amitabha. Fellow disciples, the information we have now is limited, and we are still not sure about the whereabouts of Donor Dongfang. We can only wait and see."

Master Fang Zheng said slowly, "I have written a letter to ask Taoist Master Chongxu of Wudang, Zuo Mengzhu of Songshan, Master Jinguang of Emei, and Jie Gangzhu of Beggars to come and help."

Fang Jing's fat face lost its smile, and he suggested: "Abbot, why don't we withdraw Brothers Fang Zhi and Fang Jue!"

After hearing this, the other monks all lowered their heads and looked submissive, without saying a word.

Master Fang Zheng naturally understood what Fang Jing meant. He slowly said, "Donor Tong and Donor Zhang have been listening to the sutras in Shaolin for twelve days. I think they have sincerely repented. Let the two brothers come back!"

"Do we still need to invite masters from all walks of life to Shaolin?" Fang Ping asked hesitantly.

"Of course we do," Master Fang Zheng said calmly, "If Donor Dongfang leaves now, we can take this opportunity to resolve our grievances with Donor Ren."

Upon hearing this, the senior monks of Shaolin felt that the abbot had indeed considered everything carefully.

At the same time, in the Juyi Hall of the Ancestor Mountain, after reading the intelligence, Ren Woxing showed a solemn expression: "I miscalculated!"

Ren Yingying, who was sitting next to him, was dressed in plain clothes and looked elegant and refined. She took the information, read it carefully, then frowned slightly and a hint of worry flashed in her eyes.

Their original plan was to kill someone with a borrowed knife, and lure Dongfang Bubai, the world's number one master, to the capital to have him clash with Ou Zanghua, an official appointed by the imperial court.

Whether it is Dongfang Bubai or Ou Zanghua, the fall of either side will be a good thing for them.

However, they didn't expect that Dongfang Bubai was actually sober and came directly to cause trouble for them.

Ren Yingying looked up at her father and said softly, "Dad, we need to make plans early."

"Humph!"

Ren Woxing snorted coldly and said, "So what if Dongfang Bubai is here?! I have already mastered my magical power, so I can take this opportunity to destroy that eunuch without any balls!"

"My father has unparalleled magical powers and is feared by the martial arts world, so he is naturally not afraid of Dongfang Bubai."

Ren Yingying explained softly, "But Dongfang Bubai came down the mountain this time, obviously well prepared. Not only did he come in person, he also led a group of elite masters from the Divine Religion. These people are all outstanding in the martial arts world, and their strength should not be underestimated."

"In my daughter's opinion, we still need some experts to help us!"

When Ren Woxing heard this, he smiled and said, "Yingying is absolutely right. Then let Yingying go and invite Young Master Linghu!"

"Dad, I'm talking to you about serious matters."

"Hehe. What I'm talking about is serious business!" Ren Woxing stroked his beard. "In today's martial arts world, there are few who are stronger than Young Master Linghu. We can't invite him even if we throw away our face. There's no need to invite those who are weaker than Young Master Linghu!"

When Ren Yingying heard this, it seemed to make sense.
(End of this chapter)