【The Rebirth of Bian Bufu in the Twin Dragons of the Tang Dynasty】(6. A Narrow Escape)

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Beneath Chang'an City, the secret passage to Yang Gong's Treasure Vault opened, and a beautiful white figure flashed in.
The newcomer wore a white warrior's outfit, the tight-fitting garment outlining her slender and graceful figure with exquisite
curves. A straw hat covered her head, and a black veil hung down, obscuring her face above her small mouth. However, her fair, rounded
chin and alluring red lips were enough to reveal her exceptional beauty.
This was Fu Junzhuo, the beautiful female swordsman from Goryeo, the eldest disciple of the Yi Jian master Fu Cailin. With outstanding looks and
superb martial arts, she came to the Central Plains with the intention of causing chaos. She
successfully discovered Yang Gong's Treasure Vault using information her master obtained from Yang Xuangan, the son of Yang Su, thus beginning the prelude to the Legend of the Twin Dragons of the Tang Dynasty.
Now, having finally opened the mechanism and entered the treasure vault, she was proceeding cautiously and warily.
Suddenly, her body trembled, a sharp glint flashed in her eyes, and the long sword at her slender waist silently drew from its sheath,
instantly appearing in her hand. She heard other people breathing around the corner not far ahead.
Bian Bufeng had removed his mask, revealing a deathly pale face and white lips. His eyes were lifeless,
blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and his clothes and the ground were stained with blood that hadn't dried. He sat slumped, looking
like he was about to die.
At that moment, he was nervously thinking, "I just hope that this beauty from Korea will lower
her guard when she sees me like this and not immediately swing her sword at me, otherwise everything is over."
Fu Junzhuo held her breath, used her lightness skill, and floated forward like a wisp of smoke, brushing against the wall. She immediately spotted
Bian Bufeng. Fu Junzhuo was 　　extremely curious
that someone was still in this hidden treasure vault that she had spent so much effort to discover .
Although she had no interest in the treasures within the vault, the information about its location was
a tool she planned to use to destabilize the Central Plains and incite infighting among the martial arts world. If the vault had already fallen into someone else's
hands, this plan would be significantly hampered.
However, she never expected that the person who entered before her would be a severely wounded, dying middle-aged scholar. His
listless spirit and purplish-red bruises were impossible to fool an expert, so she lowered her guard slightly,
intending to interrogate him before deciding what to do.
But unexpectedly, the other party spoke first.
Bian Bufu coughed twice and weakly asked, "Are you from the school of Master Fu of Goryeo?"
Fu Junzhuo was immediately startled. How did this person know?! She involuntarily tightened her grip on the sword in her hand.
Bian Bufeng forced a smile and continued, "Miss, don't be nervous. I'm afraid my body can only
hold on for a few more hours before I can't even stand up. I just noticed how familiar your lightness skill was when you came in
, so I guessed you were a descendant of the ancients, hence my presumptuous inquiry."
Fu Junzhuo was greatly surprised that he could guess her origins from her movements. Although she hadn't let her guard down,
her tone was already respectful as she asked, "This junior is indeed a disciple of Master Yi Jian.
May I ask your esteemed name, senior? Have you ever met..." "Is there an old friend of my master?"
Bian Bufeng nodded slightly, sighed, and said wistfully, "It's
been almost twenty years since I last saw Brother Fu. Thinking back to those days, Brother Fu and I drank and talked happily, and I was even fortunate enough to receive some pointers on movement techniques from you.
I will never forget your great kindness." Then he smiled and continued, "My name is Zhou Wen. If I'm not mistaken,
your name is Junzhuo, isn't it?"
Fu Junzhuo was even more shocked upon hearing this. She hadn't been in the Central Plains for long, and had never revealed her name to outsiders.
How did this person know? Could he truly be an old friend of her master?
Thinking of this, Fu Junzhuo cupped her hands in a gesture of respect, saying, "It is indeed Junzhuo. May I ask how you came to know me, senior?"
Bian Bufu deliberately feigned a look of reminiscence and leisurely replied, "Fallen petals, frost staining her face, graceful shadows, drunk on Penglai.
The icy steps of the Guanghan Palace still feel cold, while willow catkins in the human world seem to bloom like spring. How many times have the plum branches bowed their heads in embarrassment, yet she remains proudly pure amidst the vast sea. Every year, I most
delight in the wind and snow, singing and drinking with you in a drunken stupor.
Back then, I wrote this poem for you, Brother Fu, while you were enjoying the snow and brewing wine in the snowy north, and we made a promise to meet again in the Central Plains and drink and reminisce. You also applauded it
, saying that you had just adopted a female disciple who hadn't been named yet, so why not call her Zhuozhuo?"
Fu Junzhuo remembered that her master had given her the nickname Zhuozhuo when she was a child. Could it be that her name was actually
related to this person?
Actually, before Bian Bufeng transmigrated, he knew a beautiful girl named Zhuozhuo. He racked his brains
to write this poem to please her, and finally succeeded in coaxing her into giving herself to him. Now, it was a lucky
accident.
Bian Bufeng continued to laugh, "I told Brother Fu that using reduplicated characters in a name wasn't good, so how about Junzhuo?
Brother Fu readily agreed, hehe."
After saying that, he thought for a moment and preemptively said, "Alas, but I guess Brother Fu won't mention this to you.
Has Junzhuo ever heard your master mention me?" As he spoke, he changed his address to her name, showing
his intimacy.
Although Fu Junzhuo basically believed Bian Bufeng's words, she still had this question, so she shook her head and said, "My
master has never mentioned you to me." Bian Bufeng shook his head and sighed, "Yes, I knew Brother Fu
still wouldn't forgive me. Alas...back then..." At this point, Bian Bufeng's heart stirred. "When I first
met her, I was pretending to be a senior. If I explained everything, it would only arouse suspicion, making people think I had some ulterior motive, and
that would backfire." Thinking of this, Bian Bufeng put on an expression of unbearable recollection of the past, abandoning
the story he had prepared, and said sadly, "Let the events of that year go with this old man. Since Brother Fu didn't
mention it to you, it would be improper for me to speak of it. I only hope that when Junzhuo returns to your master's presence, she will mention it, saying that
no matter what, Zhou Wenyong is deeply grateful to Brother Fu and wanted to make amends for what happened back then, but I'm afraid I
'll never have the chance in this lifetime." "Having said that, she gave a bitter smile and coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Fu Junzhuo thought to herself, 'If this is truly an old friend from my sect, I must help him no matter what, otherwise, I fear
my master will blame me later.' So she reached into her robes, took out a bottle of medicine, and handed it over, saying, 'This is a
Snow Ginseng Pill, unique to my sect. It has miraculous effects on internal injuries. Please take one, senior, and I will help you circulate your internal
energy to neutralize its effects. But may I ask how you were injured, senior?'"
Bian Bufeng watched her reach into her robes for the medicine, causing her ample breasts to tremble slightly. He couldn't help but secretly admire her: "This
Korean woman has fair skin, a beautiful face, large breasts, and long legs—truly a perfect 'cannon fodder.'" Taking the medicine, he said, "
I learned of this treasure trove from an old friend of Yang Su. After many twists and turns, I entered this place, only to discover a passage
leading directly to the palace. Overjoyed, I sneaked in, hoping to find an opportunity to assassinate the Han emperor. However, I was careless and
exposed, pursued by palace experts. I barely escaped back here, but I am already severely injured and beyond saving.
" Fu Junzhuo was stunned and quickly asked, "Senior, you were injured because of assassinating the Han emperor?"
Bian Bufeng nodded, "Yes, whenever the Han are strong, they oppress the surrounding ethnic minorities. I am a Western Xia
person, and I grew up under the oppression of the Han. My parents also died at the hands of the Han. With this opportunity, I naturally wanted to avenge
them!" "Fu Junzhuo clearly hadn't heard of the Western Xia. Of course, the Western Xia was only
established by the Tangut people in the first year of the Zhonghe era of the Tang Dynasty. It would be a miracle if anyone knew about it now. Bian Bufu was afraid that if he randomly mentioned an ethnic group, the other party might
be familiar with it, but he himself didn't even understand the local dialect, which would be disastrous.
During the reign of Emperor Yang of Sui, there were three campaigns
against Goguryeo. Although the Sui Dynasty suffered heavy losses and wasted a lot of manpower and resources, Goguryeo also suffered greatly. It could be said that the whole nation was in arms and there was widespread suffering. Fu Junzhuo, who grew up in such an environment, could
be said to have a deep hatred for the Han people. In the original story, she also tried to assassinate someone in the palace, but she failed.
Unexpectedly, she met a kindred spirit. Fu Junzhuo felt a strong sense of identification, and all her doubts disappeared.
She immediately urged, 'Senior, you should take your medicine and recuperate as soon as possible. It will be bad if you delay any longer.' Bian Bufu nodded weakly
and thanked her, saying, 'Thank you for your trouble, Junzhuo.'" He swallowed the pill, closed his eyes, and sat cross-legged
to circulate his qi.
Actually, Bian Bufeng's main problem was the depletion of his essence and blood due to the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique; the pill
wasn't particularly effective for him. However, his actions were part of a scheme. The Demonic Sect possessed a wicked technique called "Replenishing Essence by
Absorbing the Vital Essence of Virgins," which allowed one to replenish their own essence by absorbing the virgin's yin energy during intercourse. The higher the virgin's martial arts skill, the better the effect. Bian Bufeng wanted to
accelerate his recovery, so he decided to use this beautiful woman, the mother of the Twin Dragons. Bian
Bufu was like a wicked spider, weaving a web of inescapable traps, while Fu Junzhuo,
the butterfly from the North, was completely unaware and stumbled right in.
Fu Junzhuo sat cross-legged behind Bian Bufu, her jade palms pressed against his back, channeling her inner energy to help him heal.
As her inner energy entered the channel, Fu Junzhuo was surprised to find that his body was completely empty of internal energy. She couldn't
help but wonder, "Could it be that Senior's injuries are truly so severe, causing his internal organs to be depleted and his martial arts completely lost?" Thinking this
, she lowered her guard completely; after all, someone without internal energy posed no threat
whatsoever.
However, she was unaware that the Demonic Sect's martial arts followed a different path, quite different from other sects, allowing the storage of true energy within the eight extraordinary
meridians. In the original story, the Twin Dragons suffered greatly when they first encountered Wanwan, their true energy drained away. Had they not been destined to
be protagonists, they would have perished long ago.
Just then, Fu Junzhuo felt the true energy flowing into her opponent's body faster and faster, like a wild horse about to
break free of her control. She was terrified and tried desperately to pull her hands back. But it was too late. Bian Bufeng, having
absorbed some of the true energy, had already concentrated his power for a strike. A wicked glint flashed in his eyes; his body remained still, firmly
holding onto Fu Junzhuo's palms, while his hands flashed backward.
Fu Junzhuo's skill was far inferior to Bian Bufeng's, and now, caught off guard, her vital points
were struck. She let out a soft moan and fainted. Before losing consciousness, she vaguely heard the senior in front of her utter a lewd and sinister laugh
…
In her hazy state, Fu Junzhuo felt waves of heat wash over her body, and occasionally felt soft, wet objects
touch her skin. She slowly regained consciousness, opened her beautiful eyes, and was immediately shocked.
She saw that all her clothes had been removed, and her slender, beautiful body lay naked
on the ground, her long black hair loose and scattered. The man who had been with her was also naked,
straddling her, pinching and biting her.
Seeing the beauty beneath him regain consciousness, Bian Bufu chuckled evilly, "Jun Zhuo, you're awake. I was hoping
you'd be unconscious when I deflowered you, unable to witness this crucial moment, which would be quite unpleasant, hehe.
" Fu Jun Zhuo was both shocked and angry. She tried to gather her qi, but found her whole body numb and unable to sense any internal energy; clearly,
someone had used a special technique to suppress her acupoints. Knowing she had been tricked, she took a deep breath and tried to remain calm,
asking, "Who are you, and what is your purpose?" "Bian Bufu was always cautious, and even now he refused to reveal
his origins. He was seen squeezing and kneading the beautiful breasts of the woman beneath him, and occasionally bringing his mouth close to
suck and bite them, making the two rosy nipples hard. He lewdly laughed: "My true identity is actually Jun Zhuo
's dear husband, and my purpose is to consummate our marriage, haha." Fu Junzhuo felt a surge of bitterness, thinking that this time she
was likely doomed and her innocence was in jeopardy. But she remained defiant, refusing to beg for mercy. She coldly snorted, closed her eyes, and acted
as if she were completely indifferent.
Bian Bufeng carelessly played with her soft, bouncy breasts, his other hand slowly moving down, tracing the perfect
curve of her waist and hips, sending shivers down her alluring white skin. She
was about the same height as Yun Yuzhen, probably close to 1.7 meters, but her legs were even longer. Bian Bufeng recalled that
before his transmigration, he had once patronized a beautiful female anchor in South Korea. She also possessed long, beautiful legs, but her face had likely undergone surgery;
her overly perfect nose and jawline were somewhat repulsive.
Nowadays, there's no concept of plastic surgery or breast augmentation. This Goryeo woman, with her delicate features, large breasts, fair skin, and slender figure
, was truly beautiful, a natural beauty. The beauties produced by the Tang Dynasty were all rare gems!
Fu Junzhuo felt the other person's hands roaming over her body, a faint, almost imperceptible demonic energy stimulating
her acupoints, causing her body to experience uncontrollable, strange pleasure.
At this moment, she remembered the rumors circulating in the martial arts world and realized, "You're from the Demonic Sect! How dare you treat me like this? Are
n't you afraid my master will come to the Central Plains and cause trouble for your Demonic Sect?"
Bian Bufu chuckled and said, "After Junzhuo and I consummate our marriage, Fu Cailin will be my father-in-law."
"If he comes, I will certainly treat him well and thank him for contributing a beautiful virgin to me." Fu Junzhuo almost
fainted from anger. She gritted her teeth and said, "You villain, you better kill me with your sword now, or I will tear you to pieces
!" Bian Bufeng ignored her and teased her graceful body with demonic techniques. His right hand moved from her delicate white thigh
to her flower garden. With a flick of his fingers, Fu Junzhuo was instantly struck as if by lightning. Her whole body trembled violently, and she couldn't help but let out a soft
moan.
Bian Bufeng pinched a trace of lustful fluid from her jade gate with his fingers and laughed, "Junzhuo is really dishonest. Your little
mouth up there talks a good game, but your little mouth down there is already starting to leak." Fu Junzhuo's body was already sensitive, and after
being toyed with by the Demonic Sect's seductive techniques for so long, she naturally reacted. Unable to refute, she
could only grit her teeth and remain silent, though her originally pale face was now flushed crimson.
The man, not content with his position, pressed his advantage, reaching between her legs. Fu Junzhuo tried to clamp her legs together to stop
the invasion, but her whole body was numb and weak; her long, white thighs seemed to be twisting and rubbing against the man's large hand
, encouraging him.
Fu Junzhuo lay weakly on her back, panting, feeling… She felt a demonic hand pinching and kneading her right breast,
constantly changing its shape; while her left breast was being sucked and bitten by a mouth, the nimble tongue
constantly sweeping across her already erect nipple, sending shivers down her spine; and her most private parts were
being mercilessly played with, wicked fingers tracing the small crevice of her vulva, moving upwards, occasionally brushing
against her most sensitive clitoris, causing her to tremble and her juices to flow incessantly. Even more terrifying
was that a hard... A hot, hard penis was resting on her thigh, ready to pounce. "Mmm!" Fu Junzhuo, though
her mouth was tightly shut, couldn't help but let out a soft "Mmm"
from her delicate nose. It turned out that Bian Bufu's fingers had already penetrated her pure flower path. Those hateful fingers probed and dug inside her jade gate, not going deep, but occasionally shifting
their focus, smearing the lustful fluids scooped from the small hole onto her clitoris and massaging it, making her lower body numb and itchy.
Feeling that her flower chamber was completely soaked, with copious amounts of lustful fluid even flowing all over the floor, Bian Bufu propped himself up,
grinning maliciously. With one hand on Fu Junzhuo's slender waist and the other gripping his engorged member, he aimed it at the beauty's vulva. Seeing
the woman's terrified expression, he thrust his hips forward, and his enormous penis pierced her body.
Although fully wet, her virgin passage was incredibly tight; how could it not hurt? Fu Junzhuo felt a
red-hot iron rod forcing its way into her most precious flesh, causing a tearing pain.
Instantly, her eyes reddened, but she quickly regained her composure, thinking: "I came alone to the Han dogs' territory to cause trouble, never
expecting to return alive. I'm not even willing to sacrifice my life, let alone my chastity! How can a disciple of the Yi Jian Sect act like a child crying
and being looked down upon! " Thinking of this, he gave a defiant snort, putting on an aloof and indifferent expression.
At this moment, his penis had reached the girl's most precious spot, and he grabbed her firm,
elastic breasts with both hands, squeezing them until they turned red, and lewdly said: "Jun Zhuo, I'm here,
feel the wonderful feeling of being deflowered!" Before the girl could react, he thrust his hips forward,
piercing her hymen and penetrating deep into her flower chamber.
Although Fu Junzhuo gritted her teeth, the loss of her virginity after twenty years of guarding it was a
double blow to her body and soul. She couldn't help but let out a scream, her whole body tensing, her once straight legs involuntarily
bending. A look of despair and resentment flashed in her beautiful eyes as she stared intently at
the villain who was playing with her breasts, his penis deep inside her, enjoying the unparalleled tightness and warmth of her virginity. In the coldest
tone, she said, word by word: "In this life and the next, it's a fight to the death!" Bian Bufu continued thrusting his penis in and out of her alluring
little hole, chuckling wickedly: "In this life and the next? I wanted to fuck Junzhuo for a lifetime, but unfortunately, I
don't have the chance anymore." A chill ran through her as she spoke.
Fu Junzhuo gritted her teeth, her pretty face tense, letting the other man's penis ravage her newly deflowered flower path. Her
poor virgin hole had just opened when it was brutally pounded by the large penis. Each impact brought a tearing
pain, but the pain was mixed with a strange pleasure. The two sensations mingled together, leaving Fu Junzhuo at a
loss, wanting only to groan loudly to release this feeling.
Gradually, the speed of the penis thrusting increased, and the villain even put her beautiful legs on his shoulders
, his hands... He gripped her thighs and thrust his hips forward, driving the penis even deeper. The pain seemed to slowly
subside, while a strange, unprecedented pleasure intensified, especially as the large head of his penis
scraped tightly against her tender flesh, each thrust bringing an intoxicating, bone-melting sensation. Although
her mouth remained tightly closed, involuntary moans escaped her nose, her hands clenched into
fists, and her entire body convulsed with each thrust.
Bian Bufu was also experiencing incredible pleasure. The incredibly tight virgin orifice gripped his penis tightly, each thrust
reaching its depths sending jolts through her flawless, perfect body. Copious amounts of vaginal fluid
splashed everywhere with each stroke, and her two snow-white, firm breasts trembled violently.
The man thrust faster and faster, each slamming into her heart. Fu Junzhuo's mind began to drift
, wanting only to succumb to the boundless pleasure, forgetting everything else. Suddenly, the man released his
legs, pressing down on her, his massive chest... He pressed her proud, perky breasts flat, his hands
reaching behind her back to tightly embrace her, as if trying to meld her into his body. She smelled the strong masculine
scent, and in her ecstasy from being fucked, her slender legs unconsciously wrapped around the man's back, already
disoriented from all senses.
Bian Bufu felt the woman's flower path beneath him begin to throb intensely, knowing she was about to reach climax.
He sneered inwardly: "Even the most virtuous woman couldn't withstand the aphrodisiac techniques of the Demonic Sect, let alone
a sensitive virgin like you? It's quite remarkable that you've held out this long." With that thought, he channeled his evil power, his penis becoming even
harder than iron, his seminal gate firmly secured.
Fu Junzhuo felt the thick, large penis inside her heat even more, her flower chamber contracting again, and...
With a powerful thrust, Shi Bian plunged his entire penis all the way in. Fu Junzhuo felt as if the deepest,
most exciting, and terrifying gate of desire within her body had been forced open. A scream escaped her lips involuntarily, her whole body flushed red, and
her outstretched hands suddenly gripped the man's shoulders tightly. Her long thighs clamped together, her buttocks tightened, and a surge of pleasure erupted from the depths of her
vagina, spraying onto his penis, bringing her to the blissful heights.
The exquisite climax lasted for a long time. After a brief respite, the man's penis began to throb again.
Still trembling with the afterglow of her orgasm, Fu Junzhuo was soon swept into another climax.
She lost track of time; she couldn't remember how many times she had reached orgasm. Her mind was hazy, and
she had no strength left in her body. She lay limply on the ground, too weak to even lift herself
. Her thighs were spread apart, and the man was straddling her firm, white buttocks, his hands gripping her strong
flesh, his penis relentlessly penetrating her flower garden.
After so many orgasms, her vaginal fluids should have long since dried up, but with Bian Bufeng's gentle manipulation
, they kept flowing out.
At this moment, Fu Junzhuo disregarded all dignity, feeling as if her soul was about to leave her body. In a
hoarse voice, she cried out, "No more, no more, Junzhuo is going to die!" Bian Bufu's face revealed a sinister
smile. He felt the woman beneath him had been completely drained of her vital essence, her pure virginity rapidly
repairing his lost essence. He released his pent-up energy, thrusting dozens of times before letting out a low growl,
his pent-up semen gushing forth, filling the Korean beauty's flower chamber.
He withdrew his penis, looking at the woman lying weakly beneath him. Her once fair and smooth skin now had
a deathly gray hue, her entire being dull and lifeless, clearly indicating severe depletion of her vital energy. Her flower path was utterly
destroyed . Torn and deformed, covered in blood, this kind of evil cultivation technique is extremely harmful to women. Fu Junzhuo's high martial arts skills
and excellent physical condition allowed her to survive the rape to death; anyone else would have died from exhaustion of their yin essence
.
At this moment, Bian Bufeng turned Fu Junzhuo over, looked at her now dull and lifeless face and
her breasts covered in bruises, and heard her cold, bone-chilling voice say, "You villain, I will surely become a vengeful ghost in the underworld
, forever..."
Before she could finish speaking, Bian Bufeng gently touched her forehead with his finger. Fu Junzhuo's lifeless eyes flashed with
hatred, disbelief, regret, and other emotions before she perished.
Although Fu Junzhuo was a rare beauty, she knew the location and method to open Yang Gong's treasure vault, and Bian Bufeng absolutely
could not allow this secret to be revealed. However, he was currently in a hurry to recover his strength and had no time to train and control this
Goryeo woman; moreover, letting her go alive would be too risky. If Fu Cailin, one of the three grandmasters, found out,
he would come for revenge, which would be disastrous. Therefore, it was better to kill her once and for all.
Before his transmigration, Bian Bufeng was an orphan, struggling to survive in a cruel society, encountering
countless darkness and betrayals. Having no relatives or friends, he became increasingly selfish, ruthless, and
cold-blooded through constant trials, which is how he rose from humble beginnings to a high position. When his life was truly in danger,
he would not hesitate to sacrifice even his closest loved ones; what was a Goryeo woman he had just met?
Everyone in the world could be killed, those who endangered him could be killed, those who disrupted him could be killed, those who bewitched him could be killed, and those who blocked his path could be
killed even more!
After circulating his internal energy and regulating his breathing, his inner energy had recovered to about 30%, proving the miraculous effects of this energy-replenishing technique. But upon closer
reflection, how many young virgins in this world could reach the level of a first-rate master? Given the stringent conditions, the astonishing efficacy
was understandable.
Several more months passed.
Bian Bufeng returned to Yangzhou, having raped and murdered several female martial arts practitioners along the way. Unfortunately, only
two of them were virgins, and their martial arts were far inferior to Fu Junzhuo's, but at least it had been beneficial.
An unexpected surprise was that he had now partially deciphered the Longevity
Manual, which he had been unable to understand. It seemed that only those with the luck of the Twin Dragons of the Tang Dynasty could access this extraordinary book. A portion of the Longevity Manual
had already created martial arts giants like Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling; the complete Longevity Manual must be comparable to
the War God's Manual.
Moreover, the Longevity Manual had a unique characteristic: the true energy cultivated by each person was vastly different,
such as Kou Zhong's extreme heat and Xu Ziling's extreme cold. Bian Bufu's Longevity Qi was
combined with his demonic internal energy, making his Qi extremely viscous yet inexhaustible. He could also create an aura around his body, which,
with some refinement, could produce effects like the Great Demonic Field or the Purple Qi Net.
It was unexpected that Longevity Qi and demonic internal energy could be compatible. But upon reflection, although the demonic sect is currently
opposed to Buddhism and Taoism, their connection is actually deeper than that of Buddhism. Both the demonic sect and Taoism originated in the Spring and Autumn and
Warring States periods. The True Transmission Path of the Six Paths within the demonic sect is the original form of Taoism, and their methods naturally have
aspects that can be mutually learned. Buddhism, on the other hand, did not originate in China but was a foreign religion from India, which could be called a "barbarian religion." It was only
later that Taoism, by claiming Laozi converted the barbarians, forcibly linked the two.
Considering that Ning Daoqi, the foremost figure in Taoism in the original novel, was injured and coughed up blood after consulting the sword manual of Cihang Jingzhai
, it's clear that Buddhist martial arts originating from India and Taoist martial arts from China are completely unrelated. Ning Daoqi's
injury from peeking into the scriptures of a foreign religion is truly deserved, and Cihang Jingzhai's favor to him was probably not for good intentions. Ning Daoqi, the foremost figure in Taoism,
was used as a henchman by a nun from a foreign religion. He was practically a Taoist traitor!
Hmm, no! In later history, although Buddhism flourished after the establishment of the Tang Dynasty, Taoism developed even
more rapidly. Li Shimin posthumously recognized Laozi (Li Er), the founder of Taoism, as his ancestor, and established Taoist thought as the official ideology.
During the later years of Emperor Taizong of Tang, it was said that every household read the *Tao Te Ching*. And during the reign of Emperor Xuanzong
of Tang, the title "Xuanzong" further demonstrated the influence of Taoism at that time. It's likely that Taoism had long ago placed its bets on Li Shimin,
secretly agreeing to conditions with him. After Li Shimin successfully ascended the throne, he greatly promoted Taoism, while Buddhism remained completely
unaware. How could someone who reaches the pinnacle of an era be a fool, easily manipulated?
Hmph, perhaps even the An Lushan Rebellion bore the shadow of Cihang Jingzhai, seeing the growing influence of Taoism...

As the religion grew larger, it was not surprising that 　　hypocritical monks and nuns, in order to maintain the influence of non-Buddhist religions, joined forces with An Lushan, who was also of non-Buddhist descent, to rebel
. The legendary beauty Yang Guifei, with her alluring figure and captivating charm, said to have bewitched the emperor and caused chaos in the court. This captivating beauty,
however, carried a hint of demonic allure. Could it be that, contrary to the current suppression of demonic sects by Buddhism and Taoism,
Taoism flourished at that time, leading to a joint suppression by Buddhism and demonic sects?
It could be said that there was no distinction between good and evil; Buddhism, Taoism, and demonic sects were all simply vying for mainstream social discourse.
Although the demonic sect later produced a peerless genius like Empress Wu Zetian, their methods remained consistent:
conquering men first and then the world—a somewhat underhanded approach. However, the Demonic Sect differs from Buddhism and Taoism. Buddhism and Taoism
are relatively unified entities, while the Demonic Sect is divided into two factions and six paths, constantly embroiled in internal conflicts, a disorganized
mess. How could it possibly contend head-on with Buddhism and Taoism?
The various branches of the Demonic Sect originated from professions disliked by mainstream society.
The Yin Kui Sect clearly originated from prostitution, one of humanity's oldest professions, consistently adhering to the path of attaching themselves to powerful figures of the era, seeking
opportunities to influence and control. Due to its long history, it has not suffered much suppression, thus preserving the most complete
Heavenly Demon Strategy.
The Butian Pavilion originated from the equally ancient profession of assassins, reaching its peak during the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods. The four great assassins—Yao Li, Zhuan Zhu,
Nie Zheng, and Jing Ke—are renowned throughout history, and even today, the shadow assassin Yang Xuyan carries on this legacy.
The Flower-among-the-Flowers School originated from impoverished scholars or small-scale artisans who made a living through calligraphy and 　　painting . It was
one of the most popular branches among mainstream society, so its successors, such as Hou Xibai, were often portrayed as elegant and refined gentlemen, making a living by selling their art and spending their time with the sons of high-ranking families, indulging in romantic pursuits and enjoying a life of leisure. The Flower-among-the-Flowers School's philosophy 　　differed significantly from other branches of the Demonic Sect, so its successors often 　　appeared somewhat detached from the Demonic Sect's influence. 　　As for the Evil Extreme Path, also known as the Holy Extreme Sect, it possessed the supreme Dao Heart Demon Seed Technique and the Evil Emperor's Relic, and 　　was likely the true orthodox branch of the Demonic Sect, originating from the Mohist school of the pre-Qin period. It's lamentable that the Mohist school, founded by Mozi, 　　is now called the Demonic Sect. 　　The Demonic Appearance Sect has a mysterious origin, but judging from Zhao Deyan's cunning and manipulative methods, it likely originated 　　from the School of Diplomacy represented by Su Qin and Zhang Yi. 　　The True Lineage of Taoism originates from primitive shamanistic rituals and local customs, thus placing great emphasis 　　on sexual intercourse. Later rejected by modern orthodox Taoism as lewd, it degenerated into a branch of the demonic sects. 　　From the time Shang Yang of the Qin Dynasty proposed the policy of prioritizing agriculture and suppressing commerce, merchants held a low social status for most of ancient times. 　　The Heavenly Lotus Sect represents wealthy merchants rejected by feudal dynasties; An Long, that fat man, is a current 　　leader of a merchant guild. 　　As for the Path of Extinction of Emotions, judging from the wretched state of Tianjun Xi Ying, it is highly likely that it originated from male prostitutes or male homosexuals. Although 　　this group has produced heroes like Longyang Jun, Wei Qing, and Huo Qubing, who were favored by emperors, 　　they are generally considered the most despised. Therefore, the inheritors of this lineage are mostly somewhat psychologically disturbed. 　　Zhu Yuyan, Shi Zhixuan, and Zhao Deyan all harbor ambitions to unify the two sects and six paths of the demonic sects, but 　　it seems that this great undertaking of unifying the demonic sects can only be accomplished by me, the transmigrator. 　　Upon returning to Yangzhou, Bian Bufeng received an imperial edict from Zhu Yuyan, the leader of the Yin Gui Sect, summoning him to an audience. Knowing his martial arts were not yet fully recovered, 　　Bian Bufeng 　　wrote a letter explaining that he had been injured by Liao Kong of the Buddhist sect and needed to find a place for treatment, thus delaying 　　his audience for several months. Inside a secret room in Yangzhou City, 　　Kou Zhong, pale-faced, with bloodshot eyes and tears welling in his eyes, slumped into a chair, trembling. He shook his head, 　　his voice hoarse, "Master, tell me this isn't true, Ziling, Ziling... how could he 　　..." His voice choked with sobs, and he broke down in tears. 　　Bian Bufeng said in a sorrowful voice, "Your master and Ziling were ambushed by the Hu sect masters led by Liaokong of Jingnian Temple on the outskirts of Chang'an. 　　Outnumbered, Ziling was killed while protecting me, and I also escaped with serious injuries." 　　He sighed deeply and continued, "In the end, it's all my fault. I come from the Holy Sect and have 　　always been mortal enemies with the Hu sect's bald bandits. This time, I don't know why our whereabouts were leaked, and Ziling even died protecting me. Alas, 　　I've let Ziling down..." 　　Kou Zhong suddenly stood up, burning with rage, and said, "I will definitely kill all the bald bandits and avenge Ziling! Master, 　　please tell me where Jingnian Temple is. If I don't avenge this, I, Kou Zhong, swear I'm not a man!" 　　Bian Bufeng took a deep breath, looked at Kou Zhong, and slowly said, "I cannot tell you." 　　Kou Zhong asked in astonishment, "Why!? Does Master not want to avenge Ziling?" 　　Bian Bufeng shook his head and said, "Jingnian Temple is..." "This is a sacred place in the martial arts world, teeming with masters. The academy's master, Liao Kong, is unfathomable 　　. Going alone to seek revenge would only be suicide. You and Ziling are both my disciples, but in my heart, you 　　are like my sons. I have already lost Ziling, but I cannot let you, Zhong'er, go and die too." 　　Kou Zhong was about to retort when he was interrupted by Bian Bufu, who continued, "Zhong'er, I hope you will spend two years honing 　　your martial arts, hone your skills in the martial world, make a name for yourself, and build your own power. I will also gather masters 　　, and two years later, we will attack Jingnian Temple together, erasing this filthy and hypocritical place!" 　　Kou Zhong, deeply affected by Xu Ziling's death, had lost his usual carefree demeanor. He 　　nodded fiercely, his voice resounding, "I know my martial arts are currently weak and unfit for this task, but for Ziling's blood 　　feud, I will diligently practice martial arts for the next two years, and then I will definitely cut off that Liao Kong's dog's head!" Bian Bufeng nodded in agreement, 　　then added, "During your time in the martial world, try to make friends with a few people. One is named Li Jing, who is... another 　　is named Qin Shubao... another is named Fang Xuanling... and yet another is named Du Ruhui..." The two discussed for a while longer, 　　then the indignant Kou Zhong took his leave to pack his belongings and prepare for his journey. 　　Bian Bufeng thought to himself, "Kou Zhong's debut time and place are basically the same as in the original story. Although he no longer has Xu 　　Ziling as an accomplice, his martial arts are now much stronger than they were at the same stage in the original story. Moreover, without 　　the bait of knowing about Yang Gong's treasure vault, the actual danger should be reduced. I just wonder if he'll end up like before..."

The road is clear. Hmph, two years from now, the Li clan will have become the spokespeople for the Hu religion. Dealing with Jingnian Temple will
be tantamount to confronting the entire Northern Hu religion alliance. Kou Zhong, oh Kou Zhong, then please unleash your innate military talent
! Bian Bufeng, as a modern transmigrator, is extremely self-aware, knowing he is
completely ignorant of ancient military tactics. However, future confrontations with the Hu religion will inevitably involve fierce battles, so someone must
lead the troops. In the Tang Dynasty world, Kou Zhong is the best choice to confront Li Shimin.
After Kou Zhong left, Bian Bufeng recuperated for several months, finally recovering his full power, and even improving it. He
can be said to be only a step away from becoming a Grandmaster.
After integrating some of the Longevity Technique, combined with his original Demon Heart Chain and the hypnosis techniques he learned before transmigrating
, he created a skill called the Demonic Aura. The Demonic Aura is invisible and formless, but those within its influence
... The enemy, however, would be unconsciously affected, making incorrect judgments about distance, speed, and changes.
If the enemy's will was weak, they might even experience hallucinations, being manipulated without realizing it. It was truly killing without
a trace.
At this moment, Bian Bufeng arrived at a painted boat on the river outside Yangzhou City. It was Zhu Yuyan, the leader of the Yin Kui Sect, who had invited him
to meet her.
Bian Bufeng stepped onto the second floor and saw a beautiful young woman outside the cabin.
This woman was about eighteen years old, with hair as white as clouds, skin as white as snow, dressed in white and barefoot, exceptionally beautiful. Seeing Bian
Bufeng, her stunningly beautiful, fair-skinned face lifted, and her sexy lips uttered a voice as melodious as a nightingale's song,
muttering, "Uncle-Master, you're so slow! Master has been waiting for you for so long." "Having said that, she folded her delicate, lotus-root-like
arms behind her back, making her well-developed breasts appear even fuller and firmer. She swayed a few steps,
stuck out her little tongue, and deliberately whispered as if afraid of being overheard, 'Master seems very angry, hee hee.'
'That quirky and charming appearance is truly captivating.'
Bian Bufeng stared at her breasts, which trembled slightly with her movements, and her slender waist, praising, 'It's
been a while since I've seen you, and Wan'er's figure has become even more beautiful. '" Wanwan blushed slightly, made a face, and said coquettishly, "
How can a martial uncle stare at someone's private parts like that? You're so naughty!" She deliberately dragged out the last "naughty," making
it sound sweet and seductive—truly a tempting little vixen.
Bian Bufeng's penis was already hard, and he was about to grab this stunning beauty and fondle
her breasts to satisfy his lust when he saw the girl twist her curvaceous body and take
a few steps back, smiling sweetly, "Martial uncle, you'd better go in quickly, or Master will be angry." Then
she deliberately stole a glance at Bian Bufeng's already bulging crotch, blinked her beautiful eyes, and said mischievously, "
Don't embarrass yourself in front of Master, hehe, otherwise Master will blame Wan'er too, and that would be terrible." "After saying
that, she put on a pitiful look, making it impossible to get angry.
Bian Bufu thought to himself that this little devil was really irresistible, but now was not the time to settle scores, so he
said fiercely: "Good Wan'er, you even dare to tease your martial uncle. I'll settle scores with you later!" "Having said that, she turned around, lifted
the curtain, and entered the cabin. Behind her, however, came a series of silvery laughs.
Entering the cabin, she saw the Yin Empress Zhu Yuyan sitting there, dressed in a black gauze robe. The tight-fitting robe
perfectly showcased her alluring figure. Although she sat quietly, she exuded a mysterious beauty, like a deep pool
that irresistibly drew people in.
She wasn't wearing a veil; her fair, jade-like face was still so beautiful and captivating, showing no signs of age
. Her delicate eyebrows always carried a hint of unyielding sorrow, making one want to embrace her and cherish her.
Her large, expressive eyes seemed to speak volumes; one could gaze at her for a lifetime without growing tired of her. In reality,
she should have been sixty years old, but she looked like a beautiful woman in her twenties, in
the prime of her alluring life.
Bian Bufeng apologized, saying, 'I am late, please forgive me, Senior Sister.'" Zhu Yuyan glanced at Bian Bufeng without showing any emotion
, and said softly, "Junior brother, what crime have you committed? I heard you were injured by the Sky Thief Baldy, and I was worried sick. Seeing you safe and sound, I'm relieved." 　　Bian Bufeng hadn't seen
such gentle, breezy manner in a long time. 　　His heart stirred, but he replied calmly, "Thank you for your concern, senior sister." At this moment, Zhu Yuyan 　　said softly, "By the way, junior brother, the Heavenly Mandate Sect you've been running has been developing for several years now, and it's doing very well. You've truly 　　made a great contribution to our sect." Bian Bufeng's eyes flickered, and he said respectfully, "Senior sister, you flatter me. This achievement is really 　　nothing to mention, hardly worthy of your attention." Zhu Yuyan's sexy lips revealed a charming smile, and she said, "I 　　remember all your contributions. Besides, our Holy Sect rewards merit and punishes wrongdoing. Junior brother, your abilities 　　have truly impressed me." " 　　Having said that, she smoothed her smooth hair and continued, "So, I want to tell you something, Junior Brother." 　　Bian Bufeng already had a bad feeling, so he said in a deep voice, "Senior Sister, please speak freely." 　　Zhu Yuyan's charming eyes were fixed on Bian Bufeng's face as she slowly said, "I want Junior Brother to serve as 　　the Vice Sect Leader of the Yin Kui Sect, to assist Senior Sister in handling the sect's affairs." 　　Bian Bufeng already understood the Empress's purpose, and said expressionlessly, "Junior Brother is not very talented, and 　　there are many affairs within the Tianming Sect at present, so I'm afraid I am not capable of handling it." 　　Zhu Yuyan covered her mouth with the back of her hand and chuckled, saying in a sweet voice, "Junior Brother, you weren't such a humble 　　person before? Don't worry, Senior Sister will select other elders from the Tianming Sect to assist you in your work, so you can 　　extricate yourself, right?" 　　Hmph, here it comes. When I was setting up the sect, you just sent a few people to help with some small tasks 　　without contributing a single penny; now that you see results, you want to reap the rewards? No way! 　　Of course, if it were the old Bian Bufu, he would have had no choice but to submit in this situation; after all, in the Demonic Sect, might makes right 　　. But I, Bian Bufu, am no longer the same naive person I once was. You, Zhu Yuyan, still think you can suppress 　　me? 　　Thinking of this, Bian Bufu knew that further delay was pointless, so he smiled mockingly and said coldly:

"What if I, Junior Brother, am unwilling?"
Zhu Yuyan didn't speak, but a cold glint flashed deep in her beautiful eyes.
At this moment, a soft, feminine voice came from outside the cabin: "Oh dear, Bufu, how can you be so ungrateful?"
With that, the person entered.
Bian Bufu frowned; it was none other than Bi Shouxuan, an elder of the Yin Kui Sect who practiced
dual cultivation of love and sex. Behind Bi Shouxuan stood Wanwan, a woman with a voluptuous figure, smiling at him.
Zhu Yuyan, Bi Shouxuan, and Wanwan—three of the Yin Kui Sect's top experts were gathered in this small cabin
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