Li Xuanxiao moved at high speed in the air, his robes flapping loudly in the wind.
The sound of the harsh wind filled his ears, and the scenery constantly retreated in his eyes.
Riding the wind,
although it was only the Entry Realm, benefited from his profound True Qi from the Xuan Realm.
Its effect was still quite impressive.
With a single leap from the ground, he could glide several miles!
If there was wind, he could rise even higher by riding the wind, flying both high and far.
It was quite the experience that allowed Li Xuanxiao to enjoy a bout of flying.
Looking at the magnificent mountains and the sea of clouds,
his previously suppressed mood was slightly relieved.
What a 'Riding' the wind!
A great Roc rides on the wind one day, rising ninety thousand li!
Hmm?
Wasn't it 'soars'?
T/N: I think MC is subtly mentioning the double meaning for ride.
Li Xuanxiao shook his head, too lazy to dwell on it.
In his sight, a city several times larger than Ning'an City had already appeared on the ground.
Li Xuanxiao adjusted his True Qi output, allowing himself to land smoothly in the city.
After landing, he scanned his surroundings and his brow immediately furrowed.
There were simply too many monks in this Faxuan City.
On a single street, from end to end, there were dozens of people dressed as monks.
He wasn't sure if it was an illusion, but occasionally a monk would casually glance over.
There was hidden hostility in their eyes.
Li Xuanxiao didn't understand why, but he was too lazy to bother.
According to the description in the mission manual, the county magistrate of this city had sent multiple letters to the Demon Slaying Division.
It indicated that the situation was indeed very urgent.
But now, it seemed like there wasn't any problem?
Other than there being slightly too many monks.
Li Xuanxiao shook his head, why was he thinking so much here?
Find the magistrate, and he would know everything!
So, he headed straight for the Yamen in the city, only to be told the magistrate was absent.
Where did he go?
They replied that he had gone to the Jingtu Temple outside the city.
Monks again?
The city was full of monks, and the magistrate had gone directly to the temple where the monks resided.
Jingtu Temple...
He had some impression of that name; the mission manual had provided a brief introduction.
It was a Jianghu force near Faxuan City.
There were quite a few Martial Artists residing in the temple.
Of course, inside the temple, they weren't called Martial Artists.
They were called Monk Soldiers.
Most of the time, the monks only operated around the temple.
Occasionally, they would descend the mountain to Faxuan City to beg for alms, and incidentally guide those inclined towards Buddhism up the mountain.
Li Xuanxiao immediately changed his route and headed straight for the Jingtu Temple.
With Riding the wind fully activated, he quickly arrived at the mountain where the Jingtu Temple was located.
After walking a bit further, he finally reached the main gate.
Just as he was about to step inside,
He was stopped by a monk at the gate: "Esteemed patron, please halt."
Li Xuanxiao stopped and looked: "Great Master, what instruction do you have?"
"I dare not accept the title of Great Master. This Humble Monk observes that the patron carries blades and weapons."
"The temple is a pure land, a sacred place of Buddhism. Please leave your weapons before entering!"
Li Xuanxiao raised an eyebrow; there was such a rule?
But removing his blades was impossible.
Weapons are the life of a Martial Artist!
If he removed his blade, in case of any accident, he would immediately fall into an extremely passive situation.
"I apologize, Great Master, but I cannot agree."
The monk clasped his hands together and uttered an amitabha: "Patron, then please return!"
"The Jingtu Temple does not permit those carrying blades and weapons to enter."
Li Xuanxiao frowned, but still managed to suppress his anger.
"I can refrain from entering. Please have the kindness to announce my arrival."
"Just say that someone from the Demon Slaying Division has arrived and requests a meeting with the Faxuan City Magistrate."
Demon Slaying Division!?
The two monks exchanged a look, a meaning-laden glance.
"The Magistrate has decided to enter monastic life and will no longer concern himself with worldly affairs."
"Patron, please return!"
Li Xuanxiao's eyes narrowed: "As an official of the Dynasty, even if one sees through the Mortal World, one must first hand over the responsibilities in hand."
"How can one hold a crucial post, yet become a monk without a word, completely disregarding the responsibility they bear?"
"Great Master, I still request that you go and announce my arrival. I must see the Magistrate today!"
By the end of his speech, Li Xuanxiao's tone had become stern.
The expressions of the two monks also turned unfriendly: "Patron, do not be unreasonable. This Humble Monk has already made it very clear..."
Mother$#%&@r!
Stinking bald donkeys, do you really think I dare not act?
He instantly drew his blade: "I am going in now. Try to stop me if you dare!"
He hadn't been certain before, so he adhered to the principle of courtesy before force.
But these two were being difficult for no reason.
Li Xuanxiao was certain that there was something fishy inside this temple!
"The Imperial Court is investigating a case. Those who obstruct shall be slain!"
First, claim authority and then occupy the moral high ground.
Li Xuanxiao strode directly into the Jingtu Temple.
The two monks exchanged a look, shaking their staffs. As Internal Energy surged, they struck towards Li Xuanxiao's back!
Even the monks guarding the gate were two experts at the Peak of the Strength Realm!
Li Xuanxiao didn't look back, directly activating his True Qi for protection.
When the two monks struck him, they were instead thrown back.
The monks were even more horrified than Li Xuanxiao!
Although the two of them were only at the Peak of the Strength Realm, their combined attack technique, cultivated over many years, could reach the strength of the Early Stage of the Extreme Realm!
Yet, not only did they fail to injure the opponent, but they were also thrown back, feeling pain all over their bodies.
This person must be at least in the Middle Stage of the Extreme Realm!
The two exchanged a look, gravity showing in their eyes.
They immediately struck the large bell at the temple gate.
*Dong—*
A distant and heavy bell toll resonated.
Inside the Jingtu Temple, one Monk Soldier after another stopped what they were doing.
Some held long broadswords, some held long spears, and some wielded wooden staves.
They rushed towards the temple gate one after another.
After repelling the two, Li Xuanxiao hadn't gone far before encountering a group of Monk Soldiers.
Seeing the various weapons in their hands, he immediately laughed.
A sacred place of Buddhism forbids carrying blades and weapons?
Did they mean only I wasn't allowed to carry them?
He shouted once more: "The Imperial Court is investigating a case. Those who obstruct shall be slain!"
Instead of retreating, the Monk Soldiers advanced.
Li Xuanxiao was completely unafraid, and the two sides soon clashed!
After a few exchanges, Li Xuanxiao's brow gradually furrowed.
Every time he injured a Monk Soldier, a black-purple unknown substance would surge from the opponent's wound.
That substance writhed frantically as if it were alive!
Then, the wound on the Monk Soldier's body would visibly heal and recover!
Li Xuanxiao's eyes grew solemn; there truly was something strange!
This bizarre substance was clearly not something that should exist in a normal temple.
Although most of these Monk Soldiers were only at the Late Stage of the Strength Realm,
coupled with this strange recovery ability,
they instantly became ten times more troublesome!
If a group of Strength Realm cultivators could all achieve this,
then the leaders of the temple, those Abbots and Abbesses,
How terrifying would they be?
He swung his blade back, slashing towards the head of an attacking Monk Soldier.
The opponent couldn't dodge in time and was instantly decapitated.
Li Xuanxiao no longer held back and struck with lethal force.
He cut down whoever came, like slicing melons and chopping vegetables.
Soon, all these Monk Soldiers were slain.
Li Xuanxiao stared at the black-purple blood on his blade, his brow tightly locked.
This was clearly not the color of human blood!
These people, this temple, this bizarre substance...
What exactly happened here?