Chapter 358 Playing a Joke with Lu Xiaofeng

On the morning of September 14, before the mist had dispersed, a light sound of footsteps could be heard on the path leading to Baiyun Temple. A figure dressed in brocade and a bright red cape slowly walked up.

Lu Xiaofeng went to look for Ye Gucheng yesterday. He searched for most of the night, but not only Ye Gucheng, but even Mu Daoren and Gusong Jushi were gone.

But his luck was good. Through a monk Shengtong who came to repay his gratitude, he got a piece of cloth with blood and yellow pus, and found Ye Gucheng who was living in a dilapidated temple.

So Lu Xiaofeng immediately determined that Ye Gucheng was indeed poisoned.

Ye Gucheng told Lu Xiaofeng that he did hear the sound of bamboo blowing when he fought with Tang Tianyi, and he did see a small red snake, but he didn't know who did it.

Lu Xiaofeng told him that it was the masters who were found by those who were not on good terms with the King of Hepingnan, and those people didn't want to see him win!

When Lu Xiaofeng returned to Li Yanbei's residence again, he confirmed that the people behind Gu Qingfeng must be the group of people who didn't want to see Ye Gucheng win!

They confirmed that Ye Gucheng had been poisoned, so they bought his power and bets from Li Yanbei, who was unaware of the situation, so that they could reap the benefits after the decisive battle.

"But what does this have to do with Du Tongxuan's bodyguards? Why do they want to kill Master Sun and Ouyang Qing?"

Lu Xiaofeng didn't understand, and he had something to ask the honest monk, so he came to Baiyun Temple.

"Although I didn't catch up with the transaction between Li Yanbei and Gu Qingfeng, I won't miss the vegetarian meal this morning, right? They all enjoy it, but I'm a hard-working person!"

Lu Xiaofeng shook his head and sighed as he came to the door of Baiyun Temple, and then found that the door of Baiyun Temple had been opened, but there was no one inside or outside the door, only waves of Taoist chanting came from the backyard.

So Lu Xiaofeng entered the Taoist temple as he was familiar with it, walked through the front yard, bypassed the main hall, passed through the narrow door, and came to the backyard. Then he saw a middle-aged Taoist priest in green clothes and yellow crown, carrying a sword, standing under the sycamore tree in the middle of the backyard, looking at him coldly.

Lu Xiaofeng asked tentatively, "Is Master Gu Qingfeng here? Are Taoist Mu and Su Shaoying here?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest did not answer, but sneered, "You are in the wrong place."

Lu Xiaofeng blinked, "Isn't this Baiyun Temple?"

"Yes."

"Why can't I come to Baiyun Temple?"

"Others can come, but you can't."

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help asking, "Do you know who I am?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest moved his feet and revealed the sycamore tree behind him. A piece of the bark of the sycamore tree was peeled off, and eight words were written on it in cinnabar.

Xiaofeng flew here and died under the tree!

Lu Xiaofeng was stunned, "You really know who I am."

The middle-aged Taoist nodded, "Feng Luo Wutong, this Wutong tree is where you will die."

Lu Xiaofeng's brain was spinning, and several guesses had flashed through his mind.

Does this group of people think that I have learned some secrets from Master Sun and Ouyang Qing, so they plan to kill me to silence me?

If so, are Su Shaoying and the other three in danger?

Could it be that they came to Baiyun Temple and were already in danger, and were plotted against, so there was no movement?

Lu Xiaofeng's heart had sunk. Although the leader of the Northern Sect of the Taoist sect and the ancestral home of the Quanzhen Longmen were not simple, he was ready to force his way into Baiyun Temple.

However, Lu Xiaofeng still wanted to confirm it again, "We are strangers, and we have no new or old hatreds. Why do you want to kill me?"

"Because you are Lu Xiaofeng!"

As soon as the middle-aged Taoist finished speaking, he pulled out the sword with his backhand, and at the same time, his internal force stirred the long sword, and a clear and bright sword chant almost resounded throughout the courtyard.

"What a good sword!" Lu Xiaofeng exclaimed in praise. This precious sword was as bright as autumn water and was tempered into steel. It was worthy of being held by a wealthy disciple of Baiyun Temple.

And the sound of the sword chanting was like a signal. At the same time as the middle-aged Taoist priest drew his sword, six Taoist priests in the same attire suddenly appeared in the courtyard.

Seven people, seven swords!

Almost in an instant, the seven Taoist priests surrounded Lu Xiaofeng in the center and attacked at the same time. It was the secret of the Quanzhen Sect of the Northern Sect of Taoism, the Big Dipper Formation!

The Buddhist sect has the Vajra Arhat, and the Taoist sect has the Big Dipper. These two sets of Buddhist and Taoist protective formations have always been well-known in the world. In the past, the Shaolin Arhat Formation had a brilliant record of exhausting the Blood God of the Demon Sect to death, and the Quanzhen Sect also had a glorious experience of using the Seven Star Formation to crush the evil spirits.

Therefore, when these seven Taoists formed a formation, and the middle-aged Taoist who was the core of the formation was also a first-class swordsman with a light and agile sword, the Big Dipper Formation was stimulated with great power.

The sword light flashed, forming a sword net, and Lu Xiaofeng was like a fish caught in a net. Not only could he not escape from the net, but he could hardly find a chance to fight back.

However, just when the sword net was getting tighter and tighter, as if it would hurt Lu Xiaofeng in the next moment, Lu Xiaofeng suddenly sighed.

"The sword is a good sword, and the sword technique is also a good sword technique, but it's a pity that you people are wrong."

As soon as the voice fell, Lu Xiaofeng suddenly made a move, twisting and turning, supporting and pulling, he had already brought a Taoist in green clothes in front of him to his side, and used his sword to break his formation.

The seven swords made a "ding-dong" sound, but Lu Xiaofeng had already escaped.

But at this moment, a sneer suddenly rang out, and then a sword light lit up from the wall of the courtyard, turning into a cold light like lightning, piercing Lu Xiaofeng's throat.

At this moment, Lu Xiaofeng had just escaped from the Seven Stars Formation. He was not yet stable and his breath was uneven. The timing of the arrival was very good. Although his swordsmanship was not as strong as Ye Gucheng's Tianwai Feixian, it was far better than the middle-aged Taoist just now.

But at this moment, Lu Xiaofeng suddenly laughed and suddenly stretched out two fingers.

The next moment, the sword light paused, the sword energy disappeared, and it had pierced in front of Lu Xiaofeng. There were two more fingers on both sides of the sword blade, which was only three inches and three points away from Lu Xiaofeng's throat.

And it was not until this time that the person holding the sword heard Lu Xiaofeng's laughter.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled and looked at Yin Xian in front of him, while Yin Xian, who had just sneered, looked at Lu Xiaofeng in surprise.

Although he did not have murderous intent and was confident that he could deflect the sword blade at the last moment, he never thought that his sword would be clamped so easily by Lu Xiaofeng.

At this moment, Gu Qingfeng, Mu Daoren, and Su Shaoying all appeared in the courtyard.

Taoist Mu laughed loudly, "I've said long ago that Ye Gucheng's Fairy from the Sky and Lu Xiaofeng's Lingxi Yizhi are both peerless martial arts in the world. Do you believe it now?"

Gu Qingfeng nodded and smiled, "We have finally opened our eyes. I admire you!"

Yin Xian also sighed, "Lu Xiaofeng is indeed worthy of being Lu Xiaofeng."

Gu Qingfeng smiled lightly and came under the sycamore tree, waving his sleeves to wipe away the cinnabar writing, "Mr. Lu must have seen it now, this is just..."

Lu Xiaofeng replied lightly, "This is just a joke."