I am cultivating immortals in the martial arts world

Chapter 141 Nan Murong, but that's all
Bianliang City is not pure, and there are too many people playing tricks. There may be countless pitfalls hidden in a sentence. For example, Fan Chunren, his character is not his name, but he is very shrewd.

For example, the sentence he asked, "What does the Taoist priest mean?" is not that simple.

If Lin Dong's answer was to arrange for Huang Chang, Fan Chunren would have figured out the hidden meaning behind it... Lin Dong, the Great Immortal Protector of the Nation, intends to go to court, and he will soon turn from darkness to light.

If Lin Dong chooses to answer with silence, Fan Chunren will feel that he has become a tool of the Great Immortal Master.

Yes, there are countless possibilities hidden in such a small question. If Lin Dong doesn't understand, he can answer casually, which may cause a series of disturbances.

Fortunately, he had studied the court at the beginning, and he had some understanding of some official codes, so he didn't answer wrongly.

His answer was to let Fan Chunren do it himself.

It means that Lin Dong will not get involved, but this matter must be done. If he can't do it, Lin Dong will find someone else to do it.

In addition to that sentence, Fan Chunren's words also contained many questions that he didn't want to ask, but wanted to know.

As the mastermind behind the scenes, Lin Dong didn't want to play with those people, so after arranging Huang Chang, he left the capital quietly.

It's like he came floating, waved his hand and then floated away, without taking a cloud.

Not long after leaving the capital, Lin Dong wrote a letter while staying overnight at a restaurant, and found an escort at random the next day.

After paying the fixed money and entrusting the other party to deliver the letter to Dugu Jian, Lin Dong relaxed and wandered around again.

No one knows what this letter brought to Wulin.

Even the Escort that delivered the letter didn't know it at all.

……

Many days later.

In the broken temple.

Dugu Jian, who was reviewing his swordsmanship, received a letter from the Escort.

"Is this the fairy master's test for me?"

After taking it apart and looking at it, Dugu Jian looked up to the sky and sighed with emotion.

"Since the immortal master has an order, the younger generation should obey it."

Putting the letter away next to him, he picked up the sword with a smile and walked out of the ruined temple, thus stepping into the rivers and lakes.

From this day on, a swordsman suddenly appeared on the rivers and lakes.

The swordsman calls himself Dugu Qiuxian, carries an iron sword with him, and constantly challenges one after another masters of the rivers and lakes. He is rarely defeated and his reputation grows.

Some call him Sword God, while others call him Sword Demon.

Most of the people who called him the sword god had seen his fierce and unparalleled swordsmanship, and at the same time praised him for saving his life.

Those who call him Sword Demon are those who have seen his ascetic life with their own eyes.

He is not good at drinking, not lewd, has no friends in the same industry, and almost no enemies. He only has a sword in his hand, and it seems that he only has that sword in his heart.

Just when all the sects in the Jianghu are lamenting that talented people have emerged from generation to generation, and when there is another peerless master in this world after Xiao Feng, Duan Yu, and Xu Zhu, another person suddenly appears at this time.

This person is nearly half a hundred years old, and almost no one knows what he has done in the first half of his life.

But as soon as he entered the rivers and lakes, he showed his powerful talent.

No matter what kind of martial arts, it seems that there is no difficulty in front of him. He only needs to take a look at it, and he can master it the next day, or even the same day.

The legend of this person is of course far more than that.

In addition to his photographic memory and extremely high talent, his martial arts advancement is also extremely shocking.

It is said that when he first joined a certain Jianghu sect, he was just as powerful as a young man, but just three months after he joined, the master of that sect couldn't hold him anymore.

In the fourth month, this person is invincible in the gate.

Then, for some unknown reason, this sect kicked him out and didn't allow him to talk about the sect's reputation.

At the beginning, people didn't believe it, and most of them thought that a certain sect wanted to make a name for themselves.

However, when doubts were everywhere in the arena, he also embarked on the same path as Dugu Qiuxian, and began to challenge all kinds of masters.

This person called himself Huang Wuqian, and everyone in Jianghu knew that his internal and external skills were top-notch.

Those who are interested compare him with Xiao Feng who has just debuted, and after comparison, it is found that Huang Wuqian's strength may not be inferior to Xiao Feng who was famous in the Northland back then.

At the same time, his record of fighting against others gradually spread out.

As the well-known masters in the Jianghu were defeated by him one after another, Huang Wuqian's reputation spread accordingly.

Due to the sudden emergence of the two masters, the situation in the arena suddenly changed suddenly, and countless sects looked sideways at them.

Jianghu had the titles of Bei Xiaofeng and Nan Murong before, and there are quite a few good people in the Jianghu. The names of Huang Wuqian and Dugu Qiuxian were also blown up in the Houtianlong era.

Huang Wuqian is in the north, so he is called Bei Wuqian.

Dugu Qiuxian is in the south, so he is called the Southern Sword Immortal.

After Bei Wuqian and Nan Jianxian were named, countless people compared them with Xiao Feng and Duan Yu.

It was at this time that people suddenly discovered that Murong Fu's reputation was all made up, and his reputation in the south was almost supported by the Murong family.

Bei Xiaofeng came out step by step, and if he really had to take turns, he would be a master well-deserved.

As a result, Murong Fu's name instantly smelt the streets.

"This, why is this?"

Murong Fu, who originally hid in the dark and secretly guided countless troublemakers to compare himself, murmured to himself in the cave in amazement: "Things shouldn't be like this, shouldn't be like this..."

However, at this time, he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, so he didn't go crazy directly.

He frantically searched for the martial arts secrets left by Lin Dong, hoping to use hard work to reach a higher level, and then wash off his bad reputation in order to gain a greater reputation and finally realize his plan of restoring the country.

However, it seems that God has not favored him.

When Murong Fu was trying to find an opportunity, Dugu Qiuxian found him.

"Come, fight with me!"

Without any unnecessary nonsense, Dugu Qiuxian wrote the gauntlet.

"it is good!"

Because there are too many good-for-nothings following Dugu Qiuxian, Murong Fu couldn't even summon up the courage to refuse, so he could only bite the bullet and agree.

Night comes.

The moonlight was like water that night, and the two people who had made an appointment appeared on the city wall at the same time.

They stood on one side of the city wall, staring at each other without squinting, their eyes full of vigilance.

As time passed, neither of them was the first to strike.

Their eyes were like lightning, observing each other bit by bit, looking for the possibility of winning with one blow.

Under the city wall, there are a lot of troublemakers.

When the time passed minute by minute and gradually reached the moment of midnight, countless people below became a little impatient.

"Don't fight yet?"

"How good it is to start fighting directly, how long has it been!"

"Don't you understand? When a master makes a move, every move often needs to be carefully considered. As the saying goes, a slight difference is a thousand miles away, and this is the truth."

"Is there such a thing?"

"Of course there is!"

"..."

city ​​wall.

Dugu Qiuxian still held the iron sword in his hand and was not affected in the slightest.

On the contrary, Murong Fu, who became famous very early, couldn't accept it, his body shook for a while, and he wanted to attack.

"Chance!"

Dugu Qiuxian narrowed his eyes slightly, and with a clang sound, the sword in his hand was unsheathed, and then a large piece of bright sword light suddenly appeared.

"Forehead……"

Murong Fu, who had countless martial arts in his mind but didn't use them, stared at his chest in astonishment.

There was a sword in his chest, more than a point had been sunk into it, and blood was dripping onto the ground.

"Ah."

Dugu Qiuxian drew his sword and returned, smiled aloofly, looked at Murong Fu with some disdain and said: "How long have you not practiced seriously?"

"Nan Murong, that's all."

Dugu Qiuxian, who didn't get a response, left a faint sentence, and then went away with the wind, and within a moment, he was nowhere to be found.

"what!"

Murong Fu stared at Dugu Qiuxian's back, bloodshot eyes appeared in his eyes.

He's crazy.

Crazy, he yelled downwards: "I am Emperor Dayan, I am Emperor Dayan..."

(End of this chapter)