Li Yundong was stunned when he saw Meiduo on the eastern hillside of the Kari Holy Mountain. He couldn't help wondering, "Why is she here?"
But at this time, the two Taoists on the hillside surrounded Meiduo very fiercely. He had no time to think about this question for a moment. He immediately rushed to the hillside like lightning.
Li Yundong exerted force and jumped to the mountainside in a few leaps. He took a closer look and saw that one of the two Taoists was tall and thin, with a mustache under his wolf-eyed and eagle-like nose, and he had a ferocious look on his face. The other Taoist was short and fat, with mouse-like eyes and a stubby nose. He looked wretched and funny, but the light from his small eyes was like that of a hyena, sinister and vicious.
Of the two Taoists, one was tall and thin, holding a horsetail whisk and a long black sword. The other one was short and fat, putting his hands under his sleeves, so that no one could see what powerful magical weapon he was using.
The long black sword in the tall skinny Taoist's hand was exquisite. Sometimes it appeared in his hand, sometimes it turned into a magic treasure and suddenly appeared behind Meiduo. It was fierce and hard to defend against. The fly-whisk in his hand was even more powerful. As he waved it, there seemed to be countless strong winds blowing in the air. Each of them was like a sharp flying knife, and anyone who was hit by it would be either dead or injured.
As for the pudgy Taoist, he continued to wander around Meiduo and the others, as if to prevent them from escaping. As he wandered, he sneered in a sharp voice, "Hand over the snow lotus, or I will kill you!"
Meiduo was surrounded by four guardian sentinels and several Lamas who were lying in the snow. The snow under their bodies was dyed red by blood. It was obvious that they were dead. Among the remaining four guardian sentinels, one of them was Dorjee Tenzin.
When Li Yundong saw this scene, he was shocked. He knew that Dorjee Tenzin had been cultivated by the Living Buddha, Maha Mandala, and that his power had increased greatly. It was at least equivalent to that of an expert of Yin Cultivation. However, he hadn't expected that even though they had so many guardian sentinels, they had been beaten by the two Taoists and had no power to fight back. Besides, only one person had launched a fierce attack, and the other one had been wandering around to watch the battle!
Li Yundong was shocked. Seeing that he couldn't hold on any longer, he immediately rushed to them like lightning. He quickly pinched Mahamudra in his hand, which was still the same as the one he was most familiar with before: Fixed Fundamental Palm!
With a loud shout, he slammed Mahamudra toward the tall skinny one.
The tall skinny Taoist only felt a gust of wind blowing toward him, as if a high-speed train was crashing into him, causing his hair to stand on end.
He was shocked and immediately retreated more than ten meters in an instant. The pudgy one appeared almost at the same time beside him. The two people moved so fast that they seemed to flash by in an instant, shocking Li Yundong!
As the saying goes, the moment a professional makes a move, he'll know if there's anything wrong with it!
Li Yundong knew that the situation just now had almost been a sneak attack. The Mahamudra was fast and fierce, and it had been hidden all of a sudden, but the other side had still easily dodged it. Obviously, his cultivation was very high!
Li Yundong's Mahamudra hit nothing but the mountain, causing the snow on the hillside to fall down, and the snow-capped peak of the mountain shook slightly.
Meiduo and Dorjee Tenzin looked at him and they were both happy. They exclaimed, "Brother Han!" "Zhenren Li!"
Li Yundong nodded slightly to them, then turned around and looked at the two gray-robed Taoists with unkind eyes. He said coldly, "Who are you? Why do you want to kill them?"
The tall and thin one and the short and fat one also looked at Li Yundong with bright eyes. The tall one snorted and did not speak. The short one said sharply, "Who are you? Are you also from the Secret Sect? Why are you dressed like this?"
Li Yundong didn't answer, but asked, "It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is why you want to kill my friends."
"Your friends?" The short, fat Taoist glanced at Meiduo and Dorjee Tenzin behind him. He laughed and said, "My junior brother and I were looking for the 1,000-year-old snow lotus here. Unexpectedly, these people appeared and stopped us from looking for it. They also said that the 1,000-year-old snow lotus belonged to their Esoteric Sect! Ha, everything in the world is ownerless. Why should they say that it belongs to their sect? It's ridiculous! What's more, it was not their business"
The short, fat Taoist said with a wild smile, "If you know what's good for you, ask your friends to hand over the lotus as soon as possible. Maybe I'll let you go if I'm in a good mood, otherwise... Humph!"
The pudgy one snorted heavily, causing the air around him to tremble. The thick layer of snow on the mountain slope seemed to jump up.
Li Yundong was shocked again. He could see that although the Taoist was arrogant, his cultivation was definitely not inferior to his.
"One is fine, but if both of them fight with me, how can I win?" Li Yundong's face was as cold as water, and he quickly calculated the countermeasures in his mind.
At this time, the tall, skinny Taoist on the opposite side suddenly lowered his head and said something to his Senior Brother. The short, fat Taoist was stunned for a moment. He narrowed his eyes and looked at him seriously, saying, "Hey, did you split the Emperor's Clock before?"
Li Yundong was stunned. "Yes, are you..."
The pudgy Taoist burst into laughter. "So it's you who let us out! Why do you look so familiar?"
The pudgy Taoist put his hands on his hips and laughed. "Hey, do you know who we are?"
Li Yundong was unhappy when he heard that his words were so frivolous and arrogant, but he didn't lose his temper. He just frowned slightly and said, "Haven't you asked for advice yet?"
The pudgy Taoist pointed at himself and said, "My name is Xu Lingzi..." Then he pointed to his junior brother and said, "And my junior brother is called Xu Kongzi! You can also call us Xu Ling and Xu Kong. Hum, in the early years of the Republic of China, our names were famous. Haven't you heard of them?"
Li Yundong said in a low voice, "No!"
Xu Ling jumped up and said angrily, "What? You haven't heard of us!? How dare you! I want to..."
Before he could finish his words, Xu Kong beside him bent down and whispered a few words to him.
Xu Ling immediately suppressed his anger, snorted and said, "Forget it. For the sake of saving the two of us, I'll forgive you this time! You're lucky enough to escape this disaster! Hey, I'll give you a great opportunity. Do you want it?"
Li Yundong asked calmly, "What opportunity?"
Xu Ling pointed at his feet and said, "You have a good foundation, and your cultivation Quotient is not bad. Although you are a master of martial arts, I don't want to argue with you because you saved us. If you kneel down and kowtow three times, I will accept you as my disciple and pass on all my skills to you. What do you think?"
Before Li Yundong could say anything, Dorjee Tenzin and Meiduo behind him were shocked. The other three mountain-protecting divine monks looked at him with unkind eyes and were eager to try to sneak up on him.
Meiduo shouted in a secret language, "Don't do it. Brother Han won't hurt us. He's definitely not with these two Taoists!"
As for Dorjee Tenzin, he immediately shouted at them in Mandarin, "Stop! Zhenren Li is not such a person!"
Li Yundong looked back at them, smiled at Meiduo, and nodded to assure her. After he turned around, he looked at Xu Ling with a sneer in his eyes and said, "Do you want me to be your disciple?"
Xu Ling put hands on his hips and said proudly, "Of course, do you know how many people want to be my disciple, but I won't take them?"
Li Yundong smiled and asked, "Since you want me to be your master, you'll have to tell me which sect you belong to, right?"
Xu Ling snorted and said, "Listen carefully. Dao Master, I'm the left custodian of Zhenkongism, while my junior brother, Xu Kong, is the right custodian. What do you think? What a powerful background!"
"Zhenkongism?" Li Yundong frowned slightly and asked, "Was it established by Liao Di in Mount Huanglu in the early years of his reign in the Qing Dynasty?"
Xu Ling looked at Li Yundong in surprise. "You know what? Hey, you're not honest. Did you just say that you hadn't heard of the two of us?"
Li Yundong said with some sarcasm, "I really don't know, but I know that Zhenkongism is gradually declining. The members can only be found in Fujian, and in other places they are almost extinct."
Xu Ling was stunned on the spot, with a disappointed look on his face. "Ah? Is that so? How many years have I been locked up for? When our Zhenkongism was in its heyday and developing, in the 15 years of the Republic of China, more than ten thousand people from domestic and foreign sects gathered in Mount Huangju in Shenzhen. At that time, the world was really one big family. How powerful it was! All the sects in the world respected us, and all the sects were inferior to us! I hadn't expected that now..."
Xu Ling sighed for a while, then suddenly became energetic again. He looked at Li Yundong with bright eyes and said, "But now, it's okay. With my cultivation and martial arts, as long as I shout, Zhenkongism will rise again. At that time, I will be Master. My junior brother will be Deputy Master, and I will appoint you as the left custodian. I promise that you will be invincible and dominate the world. What do you think?"
Li Yundong finally couldn't help laughing.
Xu Ling heard Li Yundong's ear-piercing laughter and said unhappily, "Hey, what are you laughing at?"
Li Yundong said to him with a smile. "You're talking nonsense. Weren't you sealed in the Emperor's Clock? If I hadn't cut open it and let you out, you would still be locked up inside! Take you as my master? What if you're locked up again? Since I have the ability to release you, it means that I'm more powerful than you..."
With this, Li Yundong pointed to the front of his feet and said, "Why don't you kowtow three times to me and I'll take you as my disciple and make you my servant. I promise you that you won't have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of your life and won't get sick. What do you think?"
As Li Yundong said this, he turned his head and pointed to the Lama who was lying in the pool of blood behind him. He said, "Of course, you'll have to ask them how they will settle accounts with you, and then we can talk about finding a coach. What do you think?"
Xu Ling's body trembled and his face turned purplish red. He gritted his teeth and said word by word, "I'm being so kind to you, but you dare to tease me! You're courting death!"
As he spoke, the tall and thin Xu Kong stared at Li Yundong like an eagle. He slowly walked over to his side and formed a horn attack with his Senior Brother Xu Ling.
To one side, Dorjee Tenzin immediately shouted, "Zhenren Li, we're here to help you!"
However, Li Yundong raised his arm and palm to them, saying, "No need!"
Li Yundong stared sharply at Xu Ling. The smile on his face gradually disappeared, only to be replaced by a cold look. He slowly said, "You surrounded my friends and tried to kill them. I think you are the ones who are looking for death!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Ling and Xu Kong shouted angrily at the same time and pounced on Li Yundong from two directions!
Li Yundong snorted. His five fingers flipped and he quickly pinched out a Mahamudra. He recited the mantra and punched. It was the Mantra Mahāmudrā he had just learned in the Hall of Sound Copper!