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C1804 It Was Calculated Five Hundred Years ago



C1804 It Was Calculated Five Hundred Years ago

Putting aside his position, the State, as long as it is a true criminal law person, should receive the highest respect.    

    

Because as long as they received the order, they would not hesitate to jump into the bottomless abyss in front of them.    

    

You can despise the person who directs them to do what they do, but please do not insult the criminal's persistence in carrying out orders.    

    

When Zhang Dongsheng saw the black shadow that suddenly appeared, the face that made him panic from the depths of his bones, the humans' fear of danger instinctively retreated. However, they were fiercely suppressed by the criminal who had to complete the orders given by the Top Leadership, and desperately rushed forward with his men.    

    

With his fastest speed, it seemed like in the blink of an eye, Zhang Dongsheng and the others were like a group of war gods as they threw themselves onto the empty ground in front of Celestial Clouds Monastery s door.    

    

After that, there was silence.    

    

The cold murderous intent of a professional criminal was like insects, the night wind, and even Hai Shui who was watching from the back. She had to avoid the attack and keep her voice down.    

    

Everyone's fingers were tightly clamped on the trigger.    

    

No one doubted that even if some of them coughed, it would lead to a volley of bullets.    

    

No one expected that the situation would be like this. Zhang Dongsheng and his aide-de-camp seemed to have lost their right to command, and everyone placed their next move onto some careless noise.    

    

No one fired. "Put the gun down first, okay?"    

    

Zhang Dongsheng thought that the moment he heard a sound, no matter if it was any sound, or even if it was a fart sound, the scene would fire a barrage of guns--because these trained criminal law professionals were all controlled by this strange atmosphere.    

    

But in fact, before their taut nerves could break, the sound had already softened: it was like a child crying to hear his mother's gentle greeting, as gentle as the hand of the girl whom Zhang Dongsheng had secretly fallen in love with for seventeen years, gently caressing his cheek, making him feel as if he were suddenly standing in the midst of a warm sun on a snowy day, amidst the green grass, with an indescribable warmth.    

    

Then, Zhang Dongsheng and the others saw a hand that looked like it was carved out of white jade slowly raise under the light. A nun with white hair, white eyebrows, and a face like that of a beautiful young married woman appeared in his line of sight as if she was stepping on a rainbow cloud.    

    

Taoist Hongchen!    

    

She was Taoist Hongchen, who was said to be so many years old and never to be old, the most noble faith of the people of Baoshan!    

    

As Taoist Hongchen appeared, the overwhelming killing intent accumulated by Zhang Dongsheng and the other members of the special forces instantly disappeared without a trace, just like the sound of nature.    

    

No one asked Zhang Dongsheng for permission. All the soldiers blew down their guns and retreated three steps in unison, as if they were commanded to do so.    

    

Screech, screech, screech of insects.    

    

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh. The night wind gently blew across the treetops.    

    

"Hua, hua." The sound of waves crashing against rocks came from the rear view.    

    

The entire world came to life as the criminals retreated.    

    

All of this was changed by Taoist Hongchen.    

    

Taoist Hongchen was very satisfied with the cooperation of Zhang Dongsheng and the rest. He smiled with an inconspicuous pride, but it quickly disappeared. His whole body was surrounded by some kind of invisible holiness.    

    

She was Taoist Hongchen, the faith of the people of the Treasure Island for hundreds of thousands of years. Her white hair and white brows had existed since the ancient times, but her appearance was that of a young woman who had just stepped from her childhood into a beautiful woman.    

    

She was made up of a transcendent dao, the charm of a mortal woman. She was an immortal, she was a god, and she was the immortal legend of the island.    

    

The moment she appeared, everyone, everyone on the ground below her, should have been subdued by her peerless charm. It was as if several members of the special forces had taken a few steps back and then actually kneeled on the ground, touching their foreheads as they muttered a prayer.    

    

However, there were some people who remained unmoved. No matter how otherworldly and ethereal Taoist Hongchen was, he was still untouchable.    

    

This person was Moxie Zhengdong, the Shura over there said.    

    

Shura was not a man of the mortal world, so why should he live in seclusion under the faith of the mortal world?    

    

Within Lou Lan's Temple of Forest, there was a statue of Mother Nuwa. It had been almost two thousand years.    

    

In the legends of the ancient times, Mother Nuwa was the founder of man. However, in the Asura Dao, Mother Nuwa, the leader of men and Snake God's Mother Nuwa, was at most the founder of human beings.    

    

We were not on the same side, why did Moxie Zhengdong have to submit to Taoist Hongchen?    

    

She was her, she was her.    

    

One was the faith of the people of the Treasure Island that spanned hundreds of thousands of years, and the other was the king of the Asura Dao.    

    

Of the six paths of Samsara, the first three were the Heavenly Dao, the Asura Dao, and the Human Dao.    

    

Compared to the most ordinary of Daoists, the Asura Dao was imperceptibly in a high position. It was only slightly lower than the Heavenly Dao that humans believed in, but it had never been subdued by the Heavenly Dao.    

    

So, even if Taoist Hongchen came from the Heavenly Dao, she did not have any qualifications to go and admire the ruler of the Asura Dao.    

    

Moxie Zhengdong acted as if she didn't see Zhang Dongsheng and the rest and didn't know that she was pointed at by Yu Wei. Moxie Zhengdong just looked at the white-haired Taoist and asked indifferently, "You are Hong Chen?"    

    

"The mortal world is This Penniless Priest."    

    

Taoist Hongchen swung the Buddhist dust in his left hand in a graceful arc. His right hand held onto the handle of the Buddhist dust as he slightly bent his body and nodded: "Fellow, is this Mo Xie Asura?"    

    

"You know who I am. Where am I from?"    

    

Moxie Zhengdong wasn't surprised by Taoist Hongchen's' clever plan ', but she still asked indifferently.    

    

"As early as five hundred years ago tonight, I was already aware that Asura Mo Xie from another world was coming to visit … Five hundred years ago, I waited five hundred years. Tonight, I finally met my fellow daoist."    

    

Taoist Hongchen's white brows slightly twitched. After saying the last two words, he slightly sighed. It seemed that he wasn't very lucky.    

    

Five hundred years ago?    

    

500 years ago, Taoist Hongchen already existed. Even if some Shura came to visit tonight, how old was she exactly?    

    

Could the legend be true? Taoist Hongchen is an immortal, so he's here to protect this treasure island?    

    

After hearing what Taoist Hongchen said, Zhang Dongsheng's knees went weak and he kneeled on the ground.    

    

Although he should be a cold-blooded, hard-hearted criminal, especially when conducting military operations, he should still maintain the calmness that he should have, but at the same time, he was a disciple of a treasure island who had been deeply influenced by the legends of the Celestial Clouds Mountain since a young age. At this moment, he heard from his own ears that the legendary Great God had said that she had calculated tonight five hundred years ago.    

    

Then, he would naturally calculate that a person called Zhang Dongsheng would appear here in five hundred years.    

    

If he did not show respect for the Great God, it would be a blasphemy to the faith.    

    

"Five hundred years ago?"    

    

Moxie Zhengdong sniggered. Her body turned into a wisp of green smoke with lightning speed. She then pounced on Taoist Hongchen.    

    

"Demon Dare!"    

    

When the people following Taoist Hongchen saw Moxie Zhengdong suddenly rush towards the Martial Ancestor, they shouted in surprise. With a wave of their right hands, two long swords that pierced through the darkness stabbed towards Moxie Zhengdong from both the left and right directions.    

    

At the same time, Taoist Hongchen waved his fan, and without even the slightest movement of his feet, he had already jumped backwards at an incomparable speed — she was a legend of the Bao Island Region, even the highest Superior, Director Wang had to be respectful to her when they visited. How could they be willing to be violated by an Asura?    

    

Of course, Taoist Hongchen seemed to be very clear about Moxie Zhengdong's kung fu. As she retreated rapidly, the world suddenly brightened up.    

    

Zhang Dongsheng and the others discovered that the sun was shining brightly on the sea in the east. A cloud that was like a white lotus slowly floated over from above the sun, the clouds were shining with seven colors, and the hundred birds in the Celestial Clouds Mountain were all singing together. They encircled a phoenix and soared into the sky, slowly flying towards the white cloud.    

    

As the white clouds grew closer, they could see a person standing on top of it.    

    

It's a nun, a black robe. She has white hair and white eyebrows. She holds a white buddhist dust in her left hand and has a holy and benevolent smile on her face. Taoist Hongchen.    

    

Taoist Hongchen, stepping on a rainbow cloud, came from the horizon. A hundred birds cried in unison as the white cloud slowly floated up to the top of the Celestial Clouds Mountain Mountain. She lowered her head slightly to look at this piece of land, and let out a soft, compassionate sigh.    

    

The sigh was not loud, but it was enough to cause Zhang Dongsheng and the rest to feel a kind of 'the world has suffered a lot' sadness. A kind of sadness that had never been felt before made him cry all of a sudden, and he couldn't help but touch his forehead to the ground, unwilling to move again.    

    

It was dead silent around them. The nuns, who were waiting for Moxie Zhengdong to draw her sword, were already standing at the entrance like wooden statues, still holding their stingers. The lanterns they were holding were still in their hands, swaying slightly in the night wind, but Moxie Zhengdong and Taoist Hongchen were nowhere to be seen.    

    

Inside the Celestial Clouds Monastery hall, in the courtyard, Taoist Hongchen suddenly turned, and the Buddhist dust turned into a sharp sword, fiercely piercing towards Moxie Zhengdong's Shanzhong acupoint.    

    

If Moxie Zhengdong wanted to dodge this sudden blow, she would have to at least let go of Taoist Hongchen's right vein. If she were to be pierced by the shanzhong acupoint, she would be crippled at least completely.    

    

Unfortunately, Moxie Zhengdong was Moxie Zhengdong. She was the number one expert in heaven and earth. From Taoist Hongchen's exceptionally vicious looking sword, there were no more than four people in this world who could dodge it.    

    

However, Moxie Zhengdong was one of them. She was the most confident and didn't even need to dodge. She just flicked her finger and it hit the main bone with a dull sound.    

    

"Ah!    

    

Taoist Hongchen felt like the dust on his wrist had been electrocuted. His wrist went numb and he subconsciously let go of his hand.    

    

Just as she let go of the five fingers, she came to a sudden realization and made a grabbing motion with her fingers to catch the buddhist dust. This was her life saver, how could it be lost so easily?    

    

She successfully recaptured her grip on the Buddhist dust, but before she could make any counterattacks, a cold hand had already locked onto her throat like a poisonous snake.    

    

Moxie Zhengdong's cold voice rang out, "If you dare to move again, I'll make you five hundred years old forever!"    

    

Taoist Hongchen's snow-white eyebrows twitched, and then he let out a long sigh. He looked up at the sky and asked quietly: "Moxie Zhengdong, you are an inhuman person, why do you have to come to this world to stir up trouble? Aren't you afraid that you will break the rules and take revenge on your unborn son?"    

    

The fact that Moxie Zhengdong had planted a Scorching-Sun Parasite in Gao Fei during the Lingnan and used his special Yang Physique to give birth to his own child to change the genes of his descendants was not a secret to people at certain levels.    

    

Therefore, after she said that, Moxie Zhengdong did not feel surprised at all. She only sneered, "Do you think I would be like those foolish people, deceived by your deceptive tricks and a few unfathomable lies?"    

    


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