Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

Chapter 654: Little Master always wins people over with virtue

Zhang Zhiwei stood on the altar with his feet on a nine-headed lion. His tall figure was like a god reaching to the sky, looking down from above.

Patriarch Wang and Patriarch Lu came towards him, standing on either side of him, one on the left and one on the right.

After Tang Bingwen, the head of the Tang Clan, greeted Zhang Zhiwei, he did not take any other action.

After he killed Master Dexing, he had repaid the favor of the little master.

Next, no matter what situation Zhang Zhiwei encountered, he would not take action again, and he would not be able to launch the same attack as before.

He is different from his senior brother Tang Jiaren. Tang Jiaren's Dan Shi reserves are hundreds of pills, while he, although far away, only has three. He has used two just now, and he will use the last one to protect himself.

Dan Shi is different from other methods. It is a Qi poison produced by the combination of one's own essence, energy and external poison. This requires a refining process, just like a poisonous snake produces toxins.

This period of time is not long, but he doesn't want to have this vacuum period.

Therefore, after expressing his support for Zhang Zhiwei, Tang Bingwen did not move over like the heads of the Wang and Lu families did.

He stood on the edge of the pagoda like a lone wolf, looking at everyone present with his one eye.

The single eye was not focused, and the eyeball was even a little cloudy and lifeless, but no one dared to underestimate him, as the tragic scene of Master Virtue's death was still vivid in people's minds.

The most important thing is that they did not see how Master Tang made his move, nor did they see how Master Virtue was hit. They only saw the miserable appearance of Master Virtue as he struggled to death.

Fear comes from the unknown. They are afraid that this cold-blooded assassin will attack them unexpectedly at any time.

Even the abbot, Master Kurong, was the same, so even though De Xing died in front of him, he did not act rashly.

However, although he felt a little apprehensive, he was not afraid.

Unknown assassins are the most terrifying. Now that they have appeared, we just need to be on guard.

In fact, Chief Tang had a great chance to kill Ku Rong just now.

However, due to two considerations, he left "half hand", which gave Ku Rong a chance to escape.

First, he didn't want to usurp the throne. Ku Rong was the abbot of the Tiantai Sect. If he killed him, the Buddhist sect would definitely cause trouble for the Tang Sect. This time he came to repay a favor, not to make an enemy, so it would be better to leave Ku Rong to the little Taoist priest to deal with.

Second, Master Dexing was preparing to use a legendary hidden weapon to launch a sneak attack on the young master, so it would be safer for him to attack Master Dexing first.

At this moment, he stood there quietly, with no intention of taking any action. He just wanted to watch the show, but somehow he made people feel like he was being watched covetously and like a thorn in his back.

At the same time, around Zhang Zhiwei's platform, the leaders of the younger generation, including Lu Jin, Lu Ci, Wu Chengzhen, Feng Ping, Lin Zifeng, etc., gathered towards him.

Among these elites, except for a few masters like Wu Chengzhen who are of the same generation and much older, the vast majority have not yet grown up, and their strength still has a big gap compared to the older generation, but no one dares to ignore them.

Because anyone with a discerning eye present could see that these young elites from various sects were the hope for the next generation. The fact that they dared to wade into this muddy water showed that their elders were nearby and could intervene at any time.

On the dark mountain.

Zuo Ruotong looked over there and murmured, "I never thought that Sect Master Tang would come here in person."

Zhang Jingqing said: "Although I don't have a close relationship with Tang Menchang, he is a very courageous person."

"These little guys have gone up the mountain. Master, do you think the old guys behind them will follow?" Zuo Rutong asked again.

Zhang Jingqing pondered for a moment, glanced at the black-faced old monk Kuhua in Zhang Zhiwei's hand, and said, "Since all of you fellow martial artists have come to support this place, why wouldn't you show up?"

Zuo Rutong was a man of high moral character and he was not stupid, so it was impossible for him not to understand what Zhang Jingqing meant.

If the two sides were evenly matched, or if they were at a disadvantage, these people would most likely just stand by and watch like them.

But now, Zhang Zhiwei had razed the main hall to the ground and captured alive an old monk of high seniority in the Tiantai Sect. Other monks also retreated to both sides out of fear, hesitating whether to take action or not.

No matter how you look at this situation, Zhang Zhiwei has the upper hand. How could these meticulous and cunning old guys not bet on the side with the advantage?
In this way, the monks of other sects who were originally somewhat wavering would probably make a decision immediately, which was equivalent to them gaining both face and money without any risk.

Of course, these people can do this, but Zuo Menchang and Tianshi cannot.

The two of them have very high status in the underworld, but they are also shackled by this status. They have too many concerns and cannot do some things too decisively.

But if we can't cut the Gordian knot quickly, then we'll be in trouble.

Zhang Zhiwei is different. This kid can't reason with him. Moreover, even if those monks want to cry and complain, they have to lose face and cry to a young boy.

Sure enough, soon after, the group of elders from the younger generation came on stage, one after another, at the scene of the Dharma Assembly.

They were faster than the younger generation and actually arrived earlier.

However, they did not show up immediately, but observed secretly.

Seeing that Zhang Zhiwei's situation was already overwhelming, they appeared under the banner of helping the young Taoist priest.

Zhang Zhiwei naturally knew about these people's little thoughts, but he didn't say anything. He thought that being able to come was a favor to him, so how could he ask for too much?

Zhang Zhiwei bowed to everyone who gave their names, without any grudge at all.

The monks around saw these elders appear and discussed in a low voice:

"That's Liu Bao, the junior brother of Liuyun Sword Sect's leader. He has extremely high swordsmanship. He kills people by cutting them in half or splitting their heads in half. His methods are cruel and he is hunted by many Quan Xing masters. He has rarely been seen in recent years. I didn't expect him to be here."

"Not only him, but even the head of the Shuzi Sect, Master Hutu, has arrived. Could it be that this fame-seeking fellow has taken a fancy to the miraculous Qimen Dunjia technique in the hands of the young Heavenly Master?"

"It's possible. There are so many sects coming here. If we fight against them, it's basically the same as going against the entire martial arts world. Now that things have come to this, Tiantai Sect can only solve it alone."

"That's how it should be. We are here to participate in the Water and Land Dharma Assembly. We shouldn't get involved in these grudges. We can just watch, as long as they don't go too far."

The monks from other sects who were still hesitating immediately made their own decisions.

Master Kurong sighed when he saw this scene. He had held this water and land ceremony with the intention of dragging the entire Buddhist community into the water, but he did not expect these guys to be too cautious. In the end, the whole situation still fell on his head.

He stared at Zhang Zhiwei, but glanced at the head of the Tang clan from the corner of his eye. With a powerful enemy in front and an assassin behind him, he did not act rashly and waited for Zhang Zhiwei to make a move.

At the same time, all the monks of the Tiantai Sect gathered in front of the collapsed Main Hall, all filled with indignation.

The main hall was destroyed, the master was captured and stepped on, several uncles were slapped unconscious, and the abbot was assassinated. When had their Tiantai Sect ever suffered such humiliation?
"This little bully is too much. If we fight them, can they kill us all?"

"That's right. I don't believe they dare to kill us all in front of so many Buddhist masters."

...Zhang Zhiwei did not care about the monks' words, and he did not even feel the slightest bit of emotion. Whether to kill or not, and how many people to kill, all depended on his decision.

However, just because he doesn't care doesn't mean the older generations around him don't care.

"Little Taoist Priest, how are you going to deal with this? What kind of justice do you want?" Liu Bao of Liuyun Sword asked.

For the sake of so-called justice, Zhang Zhiwei demolished the main hall of a temple, severely injured and killed a group of monks who attacked him, and beat to death the temple's chief monk.

Even though he was a ruthless swordsman, he felt that it was enough. He couldn't just kill all these monks. If he did, it would not be fair but tyrannical.

"I just want the Tiantai Sect to be revived." Zhang Zhiwei said lightly.

"What do you mean?" Liu Bao was puzzled.

At this time, Master Hutu said: "Brother Liu, don't worry. We just need to follow the arrangements of the Little Heavenly Master. If the Tiantai Sect is really in collusion with the Japanese pirates and there is no cure, what if we kill them all?"

As he spoke, his face turned ruthless: "This kind of person who colluded with the Japanese pirates and betrayed his own people should be killed by mistake rather than let go!"

Hutu was a ruthless man who was willing to kill his own relatives for the sake of justice, let alone a monk.

Zhang Zhiwei glanced at Hu Tu and said with a smile: "Master Hu Tu, you are joking. You and I are both righteous people. How can we kill innocent people?"

"How will the little Taoist priest decide?" Hu Tu asked hurriedly.

"Get the most authentic answers from their souls," said Zhang Zhiwei.

"Is the young Taoist priest planning to enter dreams to find the truth, or read memories by possessing a ghost?" Hu Tu asked.

This is a very useful way to obtain secrets in the underworld, but the disadvantage is that it is too troublesome.

Zhang Zhiwei was about to answer when the black-faced old monk Kuhua at the feet of the nine-headed lion suddenly woke up. He was struggling. Just now, he seemed to be stripped of his soul after fainting.

A person appeared in front of him. He couldn't see the person's appearance clearly, but he remembered that the person had a pair of big star-like eyes with golden flames burning in them, which made people feel suffocated.

The man attacked him and reached his hand into his brain, as if searching for something. His soul was about to be hollowed out.

Desperate fear loomed over him and he suddenly woke up, only to find himself trampled under the feet of a nine-headed lion.

He began to struggle, but the meridians in his body were blocked, making it impossible for him to circulate energy, and the feet on his body were getting tighter and tighter.

"Let go of Senior Brother Kuhua."

"Whatever justice you want, I'll give it to you!"

In the ruins of the main hall, two old monks, Kuyuan and Kusheng, emerged from the ground and spoke in a loud voice.

The two men's robes were torn and they looked extremely disheveled, with blood oozing from the corners of their mouths. It was obvious that they were seriously injured.

Zhang Zhiwei said, "Old monk, you have been meditating in the back mountains for years, not caring about worldly affairs. You didn't even know that the sect was infiltrated by Japanese pirates and was about to become a Japanese force. Over the years, they have been stirring up trouble and causing disputes. A few days ago, they even attacked and killed me. The justice I want is simple. Just clean up the sect."

Hearing this, the black-faced old monk at his feet stopped moving.

The reason why Zhang Zhiwei said this was because he had just searched the soul of the black-faced old monk Kuhua and found that the lives of these three old guys were extremely monotonous, and they had been practicing hard day after day for decades.

They seldom take care of the sect's affairs, and have never gone to Japan for exchanges. They have been vegetarians and chanting Buddhist scriptures for half their lives. Although they seldom do good deeds, they are definitely good people.

Even the exit today was due to Ku Rong tricking them.

Kurong said that the sect was powerful, and the young Taoist priest Longhu was in collusion with the demon Quanxing. The abbot of the temple, Dehong, went to ask for justice, but had one hand broken, and then was killed on false charges. Now they have come to the door and asked them to come out and help.

And everything that happened before, including Monk Deyun's accusation against Ku Rong, was seen by those in the Main Hall. They generally understood that there was a problem with the Tiantai Sect itself, but they had to take action because Zhang Zhiwei suddenly appeared and attacked the Main Hall.

"How do you want me to clean up the mess?" the yellow-faced old monk asked with a dry and round face.

"There are problems with your host and chief monk. If the source is not with the abbot, that is impossible. You should get rid of the abbot first!" Zhang Zhiwei said with a smile.

The two old monks were silent for a moment. This request was too much. It was no less than asking Zhang Yi and Yi Qian to get rid of the Heavenly Master Zhang Jingqing.

"You are so arrogant, and you are talking nonsense!" Ku Rong looked at Ku Yuan and Ku Sheng, "I hope you two junior brothers will not believe what this lunatic said."

Ku Yuan looked at Zhang Zhiwei: "You said that Dehong and Dexing have problems, and you also said that Senior Brother Ku Rong has problems. Do you have any evidence?"

"There is something wrong with Master Dehong. I can testify to that."

Liu Wei from Jianghu Inn stepped forward and said, "He teamed up with the Japanese pirates to kill the Little Heavenly Master. This was witnessed by many people. I even have the complete files here. As for Master Dexing, I don't know."

When Ku Rong saw this, he was about to make an excuse, but Zhang Zhiwei's figure flew across the sky like a white rainbow and came straight towards him.

The monks were immediately shocked and were about to respond, but they saw that Zhang Zhiwei was just feinting and did not have much contact with them. He returned to the back of the nine-headed lion, but with an extra corpse in his hand, which was the corpse of Master Dexing.

Everyone was puzzled as to what Zhang Zhiwei was trying to do.

He stretched out his hand and touched the corpse. Using his blue hand, he absorbed the remaining spirituality in the body of the Virtue Mage and read some memories.

The Virtuous Mage had just died, and there were still many memories left. He used a little trick to guide and release these memories. This was not difficult for him who controlled the Blue Hand.

"Didn't you tell me before why Monk Deyun suddenly changed sides? It's because I have the ability to read memories from souls and spirits. I gave him some of Master Dehong's memories, allowing him to recognize reality."

Zhang Zhiwei said: "Now I will show you the memories of the spirit remaining in Master Dexing's body. Look carefully at the evidence you want."

A blue light shot out from the top of Master Dexing's head, creating a movie-like scene.

These images began to move, and Ku Rong's face changed. Monks are best at debate, and they are the ones who are talking about them eloquently.

If there is no substantial evidence, everything is easy to explain, and it is possible to make up for it or even turn the tables.

But the spirit in the corpse cannot be faked. If these contents were released, there would be no way to defend oneself.

He moved, holding a Zen stick, and turned into a golden light and attacked Zhang Zhiwei.

"How dare you, you lunatic, destroy my disciple's body?"

"I always do things with integrity. If you want evidence, I will give it to you. I wanted to speak with facts..."

Zhang Zhiwei grinned: "Since you don't want to be decent, then I will help you be decent!"

(End of this chapter)