Although the open pavilion is a pavilion, a large-scale market has been formed around the pavilion with symbolic meaning. Colorful signs and bulletin boards stand in an orderly manner around the open pavilion.

"Kuaijianmen is newly built, sincerely invites heroes from all walks of life in the martial arts world to join us and create a great cause together..."

"What? Even the notice of recruiting soldiers and horses can be posted on the public booth?" A Lian looked at the notice on a notice board speechlessly.

"Oh, let it go! Let it go! There is new news!" A middle-aged man held a piece of paper full of words, squeezed A Lian away, and posted the paper on the bulletin board.

A Lian looked closely and saw that the new announcement read, "On the 15th of June, the Kuaijian Gate was destroyed, and the murderer was unknown!"

"This incident happened so suddenly." A Lian shook his head and sighed.

While sighing, A Lian was also surprised by the speed of the information collection and update of this public pavilion. Today is June 15th, and the specific time is noon, and it is less than four hours before the fast swords were destroyed.

On the other hand, Jun Moye was also searching for the information he wanted, but the result was disappointing.

There is no news about the Holy Master, Lao Buddha, Taoist Master, and the inheritance of the three religions. Perhaps it is because there is no explosive news in the three religions.

Except for the three religions, Jun Moye, who is active on the table in the martial arts world today, knows no one.

What are the black and white Langjun, Shi Yanwen, and the Black Cross, and the like, Jun Moye have no memory at all.

There is an inn, where Jun Moye and A Lian settle down.

"Although the news of the Public Pavilion is updated quickly and involves a wide range of contents, it is almost a general public news. It is not so much a concentrated place for Central Plains martial arts information, but rather a platform for Central Plains martial arts people to speak out. Any valuable secrets cannot be found here." After observing the Public Pavilion for a day, Jun Moye came to his own conclusion.

"What the young master said is right. Most of the bulletin boards on the street are announcements of various martial arts sects seeking various benefits, and they are not worth much. However, A Lian also gained something from the process of the news from the public pavilion." A Lian said.

"Oh? Let's talk about it." Jun Moye looked at A Lian with interest.

"A Lian found out from it that there are many martial arts sects in the Central Plains, and the forces of all parties intertwined, and fighting and annexing each other was normal," A Lian concluded. "I saw a sect that had been established for only one month on the bulletin board, and it was destroyed in a blink of an eye. The speed of power replacement was amazing. Similar situations can be staged dozens or hundreds of times a day. Sects were either destroyed or on the way to be destroyed..."

"The chaos in the Central Plains martial arts world is obvious, but the situation in the Central Plains is a good opportunity for us!" A Lian's eyes were so bright.

"Do you want to say, enter the Central Plains and make trouble?" Jun Mo Xie flipped his hand and vividly expressed a move to make trouble.

"Well! Although I have just arrived in the Central Plains, A Lian also knows that the three religions are deeply rooted. If there is no force to help, it will be difficult to overturn it." A Lian said in a deep voice.

"A Lian," Jun Moye stood up and walked to the window ridge. "As you said, the Central Plains is already in chaos, so why do we still have to dive into it? As the saying goes, bystanders are clear, isn't it good to watch on the wall?"

"Besides, why do you need to deal with the three religions? I am enough for me." Since I spent eight hundred years to cultivate the ultimate power, synesthesize the power of heaven and earth, and reaching the peak of the world, Jun Moye felt an invincible passion in his heart.

"But there are many people in the Three Sects. What if they shamelessly launch a siege?" A Lian hesitated a little. She didn't believe Jun Moye, but just thought that the three Sects were shameless and agreed to the right way. At that time, they might be struggling to fight them.

"Well, what you said makes some sense." When Jun Moye heard this, he immediately remembered some martial arts dramas he had watched before. When the protagonist is not strong enough, a big villain will always be beaten by the protagonist and a large group of people.

"Since that's the case, why not change your mind? Have you heard of the story of a thousand-mile dike crashing into an ant hole?" Jun Moye thought about it and immediately noticed.

"Young Master's meaning, A Lian understands what he meant, I don't know how to make a plan?" A Lian understood Jun Moye's words, even the strongest fortress could be broken from the inside, and the three religions would definitely not be one mind.

"It's just that there is a big direction, and the specific details need to be considered." Jun Moye showed a confident look.

"Then A Lian waited for the young master's orders." A Lian smiled politely. Although she knew that Jun Moye was afraid that he had no thoughts of acting at the moment, she was not in a hurry at all. A Lian knew that Jun Moye would definitely get back all the blood debts from the three sects.

"If you want to break through the Three Deeds from the inside, you have to mix in the Three Deeds or insert an internal response..." Jun Moye began to think, "If ninjutsu can still be used, it should be fine to disguise yourself as a member of the Three Deeds with the transformation technique, but it would be a pity."

"But the suffering realm is so great that there are countless martial arts. I believe there will be martial arts similar to transformation techniques, but where can I find them?" Jun Moye was a little helpless.

"Maybe it's better to find a member of the Three Sects and control him?"

At the end, Jun Moye decided to make a long-term plan.

After staying in the open pavilion for a few days, Jun Moye decided to leave here and have a good look at the world.

Along the way, Jun Moye and A Lian witnessed the "happy revenge" in the Central Plains of suffering with their own eyes.

In a world where people kill, there is only one person's morality and conscience that can restrain martial arts people with powerful force.

Is justice really important sometimes?

On this day, after going around, Jun Moye and A Lian came to Yundu Mountain.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, Jun Moye vaguely noticed a powerful aura on the mountain.

"Yundu Mountain is the temple of the one-page book for hundreds of times." Jun Moye was very looking forward to this trip.

The Birthday Jinglun·One-People Book joins hands with the Demon Flow Sword·The Wind Seal to fight against the God of Destruction and Creation·The Emperor of Heaven!

That battle was quite exciting.

...

On Yundu Mountain, Yiwenshu, who was practicing Zen, opened his eyes and said, "Disciple, go and welcome the distinguished guests."

"Yes." The spiritual and strange Buddha sitting below stood up and walked down the mountain without any doubt.

"Young Master, there is a monk in front of you." Halfway through, A Lian whispered in Jun Moye's ear.

"Amitabha, I am a monk, Lingxinyi Buddha, and I am here to welcome the distinguished guests by the master's order. Please!" The monk who has gained enlightenment in Lingxinyi Buddha led Jun Moye up the mountain in front of me.

"It's my fault." Jun Moye nodded and responded, but he was confused in his heart, "Is there a monk apprentice in Yiyeshu?"

But in a moment, on Yundu Mountain, Jun Moye saw the one-page book of the hundred-time Jinglun.

"A guest is coming, and he is in a far-reaching way. Yibi Shu is rude." He pinched the whisk with his hand, and his face was upright and graceful. Yibi Shu gave Jun Moye's senses for the first time, as if he had seen a Buddha.
Chapter completed!