All Heavens: Start by guarding the light at night

Chapter 46

On a cold rainy night, the Spring Breeze Pavilion, outside the court.

Ten days have passed since Wei Ping'an became a teacher in the academy.

Wei Ping'an and Wang Jinglue stood together, their eyes fell on the mansion in front of them.

With the background of the Bright Chamber of Commerce, the two of them will definitely not take the lead in the battle.

As an industry under the Guangming Temple, the Guangming Chamber of Commerce naturally has no shortage of practitioners, even those who are strong in the Dongxuan or Fate Realm.

What puzzled Wei Pingan was that standing beside Chao Xiaoshu was an acquaintance, Ning Que.

The people who came all the way to Chang'an with him from Weicheng.

A person who is about to apply for the academy.

Chao Xiaoshu and Ning Que walked all the way, arrived at the door of the Chao Mansion and kicked open the door of the Chao Mansion.

Dozens of crossbowmen from the Tang Army greeted them, pointing at Ning Que and Chao Xiaoshu.

The rain continued to fall, and a middle-aged man wearing a star-white gown frowned at Chao Xiaoshu's eyes, and the sword in the scabbard at his waist hummed slightly.

The ascetic monk slowly raised his head and kept turning the rosary beads in his hand.

Raindrops continued, but neither side did anything immediately.

Chao Xiaoshu said calmly towards the yard: "This is my home, please leave."

"Are you kidding me?" The man in the white gown looked calm.

Chao Xiaoshu asked again:
"Did you kill my little brother in the rain a few days ago?"

Ning Que's body trembled slightly, and his eyes fell on the man in the white shirt. How could he not recognize the murderer who pierced the drow with the sword.

"That's right, it was my hand that moved it, and the sword passed through his heart."

"Today, you will be the first to die."

"Really? I want to see what your Chunfengting Laochao is capable of."

The man in the white shirt drew the sword from his waist and was ready for a battle.

Wang Jinglue, who was watching the battle from a distance, whispered:

"The strength of Chao Xiaoshu doesn't seem to be that simple. I'm afraid ordinary practitioners in the Dongxuan Realm won't be able to stop him, so I may need to take action."

"Let's wait and see what happens. People from our Guangming Chamber of Commerce are not that easy to kill."

The corners of Wei Ping'an's mouth raised slightly, with a playful look in his eyes.

Outside the Chao Mansion, the rain has been falling, and the rainwater flows down the eaves on the roof of Tingyu Building, forming a curtain of water.

The ascetic stood in front of the rain curtain, holding the copper bowl in his hand to absorb the rain.

The moment the rainwater overflowed the copper bowl.

Chao Xiaoshu took the lead, raised his right arm, and pointed out through the water curtain.

A sword hidden in the night shot out, pointing at the ascetic monk head-on.

The man in the long gown's pupils shrank suddenly, the sword in his hand was placed across his chest, and a majestic power of thought spread out.

The ascetic monk also moved, and the copper bowl in his hand was dragged by the force of his mind, and collided head-on with the flying thin sword.

In just an instant, Chao Xiaoshu's telepathy was intertwined with that of the ascetic monk.

The thin sword seems to be very light, but when it is exerted, it is as heavy as a thousand swords.

The bronze bowl seemed very heavy, but when it came into contact with the thin sword, it was already on the verge of collapse.

The vitality of heaven and earth wrapped around the natal objects of both parties caused a huge roar in the center of the two.

The ascetic took a step back, his face pale.

Both are at the peak of Dongxuan, and the winner has been decided after a brief confrontation.

The man in the long gown stepped forward and charged towards the small tree in the rain with a sword drawn out.

Facing the visitor, Chao Xiaoshu was not afraid at all, and the thin sword that was fighting against the ascetic monk's copper bowl turned into two, two into three, and finally turned into five thin swords.

Two of the sword fragments bypassed the position of the bronze bowl and shot at the ascetic.

The other three returned to defense, and directly met the man in the long gown who rushed forward.

Most of the sword masters are flying swords, who control the flying swords with their thoughts, and take lives from a hundred steps away.

As for the man in the long gown, he was obviously not an ordinary swordsman, and he could see some shadows of Southern Jin swordsmanship when dancing the sword.

The sword and the sword fragments collided, and the man in the long shirt holding the sword was obviously more advantageous. He controlled his telekinesis to the extreme and trapped the three sword fragments in place in an instant.

Chao Xiaoshu was very strong, but the man in the long coat faced only three-fifths of Chao Xiaoshu, so he was not weak.

At this time, those crossbowmen knocked on the mechanism, and dozens of crossbow arrows flew to them.

Ning Que also shot, those arrows in the rain were shot down to the ground, and he stood alone in front, blocking all the invading enemies.

"rush!"

Following an order, dozens of saber-wielding sergeants came out from behind Tang Jun's crossbowmen and rushed towards Ning Que's position.

Not far away, Wang Jinglue was shocked by the swordsmanship of the man in a long gown and asked in surprise: "A sword from the Southern Jin Dynasty?"

"Yes, if our Guangming Palace and the Nanjin Sword Pavilion unite, we will naturally have the swords of the Southern Jin Dynasty."

"So, if it is an ordinary swordsman, when facing Chao Xiaoshu, he will definitely use flying swords, and Chao Xiaoshu can take advantage of their loss of their natal objects and directly take their lives, but if it is a sword from the Southern Jin Dynasty , and the sword does not leave the body, there is indeed no such danger."

Wei Ping'an thought in his heart that it was the tradition of Guangming Mountain to hold the natal object in his hands.

The battle in the rainy night is still going on.

Unfortunately, support from Chao Xiaoshu has not arrived yet.

Wei Pingan was confused, was Chao Xiaoshu really working for His Majesty the Emperor?
Why has no one come to support him after fighting for so long?

In other words, Prince Li Peiyan's arrangements in Chang'an City could easily be hidden from the emperor.

In the battle of life and death, if Ning Que hadn't been present, Chao Xiaoshu would have died under the crossbows of those Junshis.

Ning Que was worthy of being a woodcutter in Minshan, his knives were very sharp, and those Tang soldiers were not a single enemy at all.

What is King Tang worried about? Does he feel that it is not honorable to have gang forces under his command?

On the roof, a man in black robe wearing a raincoat came out of the attic.

A light bloomed from his hand.

The terrifying pressure fell on Chao Xiaoshu instantly.

"what!"

With a scream, his eyes widened and he looked towards the attic.

Ning Que was the same, tightly clenching the knife in his hand.

"Chao Xiaoshu, you have failed."

The man in coir raincoat flew down from the attic and landed on the high wall, condescending.

"Light Divine Art, are you from the Palace of Light?"

Chao Xiaoshu asked, roaring at the person on the wall unwillingly.

The man in coir raincoat said coldly: "The Fish and Dragon Gang targeted the Guangming Chamber of Commerce, you should have understood who you offended!"

"This is Chang'an, the Chang'an of the Tang Dynasty, and the Chang'an of the Academy. Have you ever thought about the consequences of the Bright Chamber of Commerce's actions?"

"Consequences? I, the Guangming Chamber of Commerce, have never done anything illegal. I act for the common people. To Tang, my Chamber of Commerce can pay a penny less? And you Fish and Dragons, relying on the status of nobles in the palace , are running rampant and forcibly collecting money from our Guangming Chamber of Commerce. Do you know what you will make the people think?"

"My Ziming of the Great Tang, why do you need people in the Palace of Light to think about it? You are just using the Bright Chamber of Commerce to do some shady tricks in Chang'an of the Great Tang under the banner of benefiting the country and the people."

"Big job? What did my Bright Chamber of Commerce do? With an academy, what can my Chamber of Commerce do? You are just claiming to be in high positions, under the banner of patriotism, and harming the interests of the people. Whoever does business in the Bright Chamber of Commerce?" They are not people of the Tang Dynasty."

Chao Xiaoshu laughed heartily, "What a Guangming Chamber of Commerce, it has to be so upright to infiltrate Chang'an City in the Tang Dynasty."

Ning Que frowned on the side. Maybe others didn't know, but he knew very well that the Guangming Chamber of Commerce had treated many ordinary people in Minshan.

Even though those Illuminati believers have many high-minded people, they all think about the ordinary people in those mountainous areas.

If doing so is an invasion, then what is it that benefits the country and the people?
Just like what Ma Shixiang once told him, before the Bright Chamber of Commerce came, bandits were everywhere in the Minshan generation.

Among them, many ordinary people are bandits who have no choice but to take up arms and go to the mountains.

If you can have enough to eat, who would want to be a bandit and be yelled at and beaten by everyone?

(End of this chapter)