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Chapter 234 Siege, the Fall of the Third Realm Monk
  Zihong's puppet consciousness itself is equivalent to Wang Ping's clone consciousness. Now after adding the 'soldier talisman' and injecting relevant memories, Zihong can summon a low-end version of the golden-armored soldier.

It's just that because Zi Hong doesn't have a real 'luck-borrowing talisman' or a 'spiritual talisman', the summoned golden-armored soldiers can only last for ten breaths at most. Otherwise, he would have to consume the inspiration of the heavenly materials and earthly treasures in his body, which would be too expensive.

However, this is not bad, at least you can barely fight against the incoming monks. If the opponent underestimates the enemy, you can also pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger.

In the next few days, Wang Ping stayed in the small rented courtyard to 'check' Zihong's body and repair some faded runes. Yu Lian had no choice but to chase the goldfish in the pool out of boredom.

A month and a half later.

On the morning of the twentieth day of the twelfth lunar month, Wang Ping received the message brought to him by Ziluan's puppet bird. After reading it, he immediately contacted Guan Xi through the agreed method.

The sixth day of the first month.

Dongxu City was immersed in the festive atmosphere of the New Year. Wang Ping welcomed guests in the courtyard where he temporarily rented...

The first person to knock on the door was of course Jiang Cun, who was nearby. He was very satisfied with the courtyard chosen by Wang Ping and did not care about the siege of Si Ran. Then came Guan Xi, who was still submissive when facing Wang Ping. The last person to arrive was Zi Luan, who was beside him. There was another person following him, a monk wearing long gray robes and with six ring scars on his head.

After introducing each other, Wang Ping learned that the monk's name is Mingxin, which is the orthodoxy of the Vajra Temple like Luoyuan, but he has already reached the third level of cultivation. By the way, the Vajra Temple is not called a realm, so it should be called the third level. The three tribulations are also called the 'Great Tribulation'.

Including Jiang Cun, there were three great monks from the third realm gathered in this small unknown courtyard rented by Wang Ping, and there was also an unknown Guan Xi.

The four of them, except Jiang Cun, were relatively cold. After saying each other's names, they stopped saying anything else. Then their eyes fell on Wang Ping invariably, because he was the one who called for this incident.

"Fellow Taoist Guan Xi, please tell us about the situation first." Wang Ping did not have stage fright.

Guan Xi bowed again and said slowly after the ceremony, "Si Ran is currently on a private island south of the central island. This is the news yesterday."

He first stated the issue that the other three were most concerned about, and then added in a supplementary manner: "Now we need to get the privilege of taking action on the central island, as well as the authorization from Daozang Palace."

"I have obtained the authorization to go to the Tibetan Palace." Zi Luan said.

"I'll go to Mr. Long for the privilege of taking action. It's just a matter of words." Jiang Cun responded confidently.

"very good…"

...

half a month later.

Wang Ping and others quietly entered the port city by the sea to the south of the central island of Linshui Prefecture. The water here is full of waves, but there is plenty of sunshine. There is a rainbow surrounding the port all year round, so it is called Rainbow Bay.

Jiang Cun wasn't bragging, it was really just a matter of words for him to get the permission to do it.

Now all that remains is to implement the plan.

"One thing we have to pay attention to is that although I have obtained the authorization from Daozang Palace, there must be people in Linshui Mansion who are dissatisfied. We need to resolve the battle in a very short time." Zi Luan reminded.

"I am responsible for the main attack!" Monk Mingxin said confidently. He looked at Zi Luan and Jiang Cun, "You just need to prevent him from escaping."

There was no Wang Ping or Guan Xi in his eyes at all.

Yu Lian couldn't help complaining: "This monk is too arrogant. He has been practicing Buddhism for so many years in vain."

Wang Ping didn't care, and Guan Xi didn't care even more.

The reason why Wang Ping followed during the operation was Zi Luan's suggestion. According to him, Wang Ping was the initiator of this cooperation and the sharer of the spoils.

Zi Luan was more cautious than Wang Ping thought. He did this just because he was afraid that the operation organized by Wang Ping was fraudulent. Although logically speaking, the probability of such a move was almost zero, but he still guarded against such a move.

The group of people was on a merchant ship heading south.

Of course, it was only a merchant ship in name, and the ship was arranged by Jiang Cun. Three hours later, when the sky was about to darken, the group saw a supply island appearing in the south.

"That's the island!"

Guan Xi's tone was affirmative.

"According to plan, I'll go first. You are responsible for trapping him and preventing him from escaping!"

After Ming Xin said that, she rose into the sky and her body turned into a golden stream of light, followed by Jiang Cun, Zi Luan and Guan Xi. As for Wang Ping, he stayed quietly on the boat watching the show.

"Boom!"

A loud noise echoed throughout the world as Ming Xin's golden body hit the center of the island, and then Wang Ping saw the island in the distance being torn apart by the attack of golden spirit energy.

Just as the waves were about to turn over, they returned to calm due to the spreading water spirit energy. Wang Ping felt a loud noise in his sight, and the island strangely shattered and then sank.

"Zi Luan, it's you again!"

An angry, crazy, and a little fearful voice sounded, and then a hint of darkness flashed across the sky, and hundreds of soldiers in golden armor appeared out of thin air.

"Boom"

There was another loud noise, and Monk Mingxin turned into a flowing body. He didn't know where the impact hit. The next moment, the sky seemed to be torn apart, forming neat cuts.

"Guan Xi, it's you, you traitor, you..."

The angry voice stopped suddenly, and was replaced by another loud noise. Mingxin took action again, and this time there was a flash of darkness in the sky.

Someone is using the 'Borrowing Charm'!
  "Quick battle..."

This is the voice of Mingxin.

As his voice fell to the ground, Zi Luan summoned a huge talisman, and then the flickering heaven and earth became stable. Jiang Cun sealed the fighting area with water spirit energy to prevent anyone from escaping.

"What a great gesture..."

These were the last words spoken by the other person, and then all sounds were cut off by the water spirit air.

After more than ten breaths.

The water spirit energy formed an isolation barrier and quickly dispersed. The original island had completely disappeared. A group of vines exuding black poisonous gas around Zi Luan were squirming rapidly, as if they were digesting something.

The battle is over!

Wang Ping swallowed his saliva. He saw the death of a great cultivator of the Third Realm in less than thirty breaths of time.

At this time, on the sky in the direction of the central island, the Daozang Hall mark of Five Elements Tai Chi Yin and Yang appeared, and Jiang Cun immediately projected his identity card into the sky.

Not long after, three monks wearing blue robes landed nearby. The leader saw Zi Luan and said displeasedly: "Fellow Taoist Zi Luan, don't you explain something?"

Zi Luan explained with a smile: "It turns out to be Fellow Taoist Boyi. I am just here to help out at the invitation of Fellow Taoist Jiang Cun."

The leading monk turned his attention to Jiang Cun, "This is the first time I heard that the Ninth Prince has a relationship with fellow Taoist Zi Luan. Shouldn't you be enemies?"

He provoked openly.

Zi Luan immediately answered: "Fellow Taoist, we are joking. We haven't gotten together for a long time. We should have gotten together long ago. It's better to choose a different day. How about today?"

(End of this chapter)