Ling Linglu was directly under the emperor, and Tie Hand was also Zhuge Shenhou's right-hand man, so the relevant information was quickly reported.

The emperor was furious and ordered a thorough investigation, and a large number of cult "spy" were immediately excavated.

Even in the palace, several maids and eunuchs were arrested, with different words and deeds, and suspected of being cult personnel.

At this point, under the influence of a small disciple of the Ten Demon Sect, the mighty battle to kill evil was officially started.

Under the sudden blow, at first, the monks either chose to further disguise, completely dissipate the monkish taste on their bodies like Jiuxuan before, and merged into this martial arts world, or they could only escape from the wilderness and hide from the limelight.

Subsequently, some major practitioners secretly organized and decided not to do anything, but to rebel directly.

Crush the country and recreate the world.

There is nothing wrong with this!

Even this is on the list of plans of many high-ranking sects, and now it is just forced to speed up the pace and progress.

Compared with the casual cultivators, small families and small sects in Leizhou Guild Hall, they are sneaky and cares about things.

The spirit of the big sect is naturally beyond their comparison.

As long as you have sufficient benefits and abilities, the great sect of cultivation can destroy the world for it.

"Are you arresting a cult?" Aunt Li put down the briefing in her hand, her fingers shook slightly, and the briefing was shattered.

Although the imperial court has taken great force to arrest it.

But it was also a delusion to remove all the monks placed in the court.

Of course, most monks are not good at hiding themselves.

But there must be a small group of people who can get more and more in a very short and unfavorable environment, and instead gain opportunities to enter the core that was originally difficult to enter.

What's more, monks have the greatest advantage for the indigenous people... and are not afraid of sacrifice.

The monks can use their own blood to accumulate a capable minister who is "loyal" to the court.

After all, the concept of immortality of monks cannot be transmitted to the indigenous people through any means.

Any direct or obscure transmission will be distorted and deviated.

Ke Xiaoliang doesn't need to do it himself.

He wrote the rules into the basic setting of the world. When the world solidified, these rules were always in effect.

"Since they say there is a cult, then force a cult to come out."

"Only with evil can there be justice. It is time for our Zhenwu Sect to replace Wudang, and then the heroes go down the mountain to eliminate evil!" Aunt Li said lightly.

After the words came to an end, Wudang, one of the holy places in the martial arts world, destined its next fate.

Just at about the same time, the Dalin Temple, Kunlun Sect, Emei Sect, Huashan Sect, Beggars Sect, Quanzhen, Wushuang City, Tianxia Society, Daqimen... These top martial arts forces in the world have ushered in fierce or moderate changes.

Some new faces are destined to stand in front of the stage.

At the same time, a group of people began to rebel in the Weidong area under the banner of "No Birthless Old Mother, a Vacuum Land".

At the beginning, it was just a team of dozens of people, and in just a few days, it grew to thousands.

The masters sent by the imperial court to behead the emperor often go and never return.

More than ten days later, the rebel army expanded to tens of thousands of people and had occupied a full state.

At this time, signs of cult activities appeared everywhere in the world.

Some small uprisings also followed one after another.

Some were destroyed by the court, but some were getting stronger and stronger, enough to become a major concern.

"Although Yao Congjun's random talk played a fuse, whether he or she is, such disputes will arise, and it is inevitable."

"The court noticed something was wrong with the monk group and began to constantly test, wanting to cut it off or control it. The monks... especially those monks from major sects, will definitely not be willing to do so. Then the corresponding resistance and even countermeasures will definitely appear."

"The most important thing is that there is no absolute advantage in dealing with monks, whether in the court or in the martial arts world."

"In addition to ancient magical powers, the upper limit of power is the masters. The court has masters, the martial arts world has masters, but there are more masters. The court has a large army, and there are also many monks, and they are not afraid of death. There are also a large number of reserves in reality."

"Some of this battle have been fought!" Ke Xiaoliang, as a move to this battle, stood outside the world and silently analyzed the whole story.

"Maybe... The road to the Grand Master will be opened with this huge dispute."

"War is the driving force for the progress of force. Those martial arts, whether they are sword techniques or sword moves, no matter what kind of magical skills they are, are the first purpose of their creation, to attack and kill enemies. This is the core of the essential difference between warriors and cultivators. Therefore, the progress of martial arts must be in the killing."

What Ke Xiaoliang is thinking about at this moment is his second purpose.

Grandmaster!

This level of realm was defined by Ke Xiaoliang himself, but it has not been truly realized.

The emergence of ancient magical powers gave the people of the martial arts and monks the confidence, making them determined to be above the master and have a higher level of power.

And war will promote the emergence and arrival of this force.

The atmosphere of Cuiyun Mountain has also begun to become a little tense.

Even the beauties at the foot of the mountain are a little more desolate.

In the past, the monks of Cuiyun Mountain who were wandering in the liqueur city became rare.

They were all in the palace on the top of Cuiyun Mountain, waiting for the call of the commander, lined up to enter the Gaowu world, and then participated in the vast war between monks and aboriginal people.

Even monks who die in another world and enter the cooling period must do some offline logistics work.

So Yang Zhenzhen did not come to Ke Xiaoliang again.

On this day, an unexpected person came to Ke Xiaoliang's dim sum shop.

Senior Sister Mengxi was wearing a snow-white long dress, like a fairy, and she was passing by Ke Xiaoliang's snack shop.

"It's Yang Zhenzhen who really wants to have snacks. Do you ask you to buy them?" Ke Xiaoliang asked Senior Sister Mengxi with a smile.

Senior Sister Mengxi originally said something, but she swallowed it back, nodded with a cold face, and then said, "Package me a few boxes of her favorite pastries."

Ke Xiaoliang took out the pastries he had prepared long ago from the counter and placed them in front of Senior Sister Mengxi. Then he carefully introduced different pastries and the best way to eat them, and repeatedly explained to Senior Sister Mengxi, don’t forget to tell Yang Zhenzhen.

"You are so nice to her." Senior Sister Mengxi said with a strange expression.

Ke Xiaoliang smiled and said, "She is indeed a favorite guy."

Senior Sister Mengxi smiled stiffly, then took out a blood talisman with body fragrance from her arms and placed it in front of Ke Xiaoliang.

"Since the sects have been active frequently, and the blood talisman has become more abundant. If you don't have the blood talisman, then I'll give you a picture... When you go to another world, a casual cultivator like you will have more adventures. Even if there is no adventure, it's good to accumulate some plot points and exchange them for cultivation resources."

Ke Xiaoliang showed a surprised expression.

Then he said, "Then... I'm sorry, I bought a flower spirit stone through the channels of the Shizhou Chamber of Commerce. I haven't told Zhenzhen yet, so I'm waiting to give her a surprise. Don't tell her... OK? I've appreciated your kindness. You can keep this blood talisman for changing the spirit stone."

Senior Sister Mengxi's face froze again, and she awkwardly took back the blood talisman on the table.

Then, carrying the pastry, turned around and left with great momentum.
Chapter completed!