People in Wuzong, the beginning of the game is full of Jiuyang magic skills

There was another person dressed as a white-clothed scholar, with delicate features and handsome features, with a three-pointed aura in his handsomeness.

The two are Yin Liting and Song Qingshu of the Wudang School.

"What do you guys mean when you come to my Zhuwu Lianhuan Village?"

Lin Simu sat on the main seat in the center, crossed his legs, and asked with a smile.

But his gaze stayed on the girl in white next to the old nun. She was so beautiful, so it's no wonder that in the original book she stabbed Zhang Wuji's sword on the top of the light, and he was indifferent.

Miejue Shitai and Yin Liting looked at each other, and heard Wu Lie said that they had appointed a new owner.

At this moment, when he saw that the owner of the villa was a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, his pupils shrank sharply, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

Moreover, the Lord Wu is so honestly waiting by his side, and there are two young ladies who are as beautiful as flowers and jade as maids, all of this is too weird!

"Who are you? Isn't this Zhu Changling's mansion? How did you get to be the owner?"

Miejue Shitai took a step forward, looked at Lin Simu, and asked in a deep voice.

"This is Lin Simu, the new owner of our Zhuwu Lianhuanzhuang. As for Brother Zhu, he sacrificed himself to save others, and unfortunately lost his life..."

Wu Lie hurriedly came out and explained.

Hearing that Zhu Changling was dead, Miejue Shitai and Yin Liting showed regret on their faces, the former sighed: "Oh, I had a relationship with Master Zhu more than ten years ago, I never thought that the farewell would be forever. "

After a pause, he said again: "I heard that Guizhuang suffered from the disaster of Zhurong, I wonder how it is now?"

"Thank you Yin Liuxia for remembering my Red Plum Villa so much, but it's just a few houses that are ruined, it doesn't get in the way."

Lin Simu waved his hand with a faint smile.

Speaking of Zhu Changling, he felt a burst of contempt in his heart. This guy also took great pains for the dragon sword, and even burned down his own house, but in the end it was nothing to fetch water from the bamboo basket!

"Why did you come to my villa?"

he asked again.

"That's how it is. Our six sects in the Central Plains are preparing to besiege the Demon Sect's Guangming Peak. We came here to ask Master Zhu to come out of the mountain to help. Since the owner of Hongmei Villa is now Master Lin, we also want you to join us in destroying the Demon Sect. .”

Master Destruction said.

She hated the Devil's Cult very much, one more person would give him more strength. Although this kid is not very old, he is still the owner of a small sect, and he can be a cannon fodder after all.

"Siege of Guangmingding? Alright, alright, eliminating demons and defending Taoism is the responsibility of our noble family. It is our duty to restore the glory of the martial arts in the Central Plains."

Lin Simu's eyes flashed, and he clapped his hands immediately.

He secretly laughed in his heart, he naturally wanted to get involved in such an interesting thing, not only the method of "The Great Shift of the Universe" but also two beauties, Xiao Zhao and Yang Buhui, were on Guangmingdingding.

This time they are bound to be taken together.

Chapter 48

Miejue Shitai nodded, very satisfied. Although this kid is young, he understands righteousness, so he is quite a character.

Seeing that Lin Zhuang agreed, Miejue Shitai turned his attention to Wu Lie. This person used to be one of the owners of this villa, and his martial arts should not be underestimated. If he can join together, he will have more strength.

"Master Wuzhuang, I wonder if you are also willing to come out of the mountain to help us?"

Juejue Shitai asked, clasping his hands.

Wu Lie frowned slightly, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Lin Simu, because he was the one who made up his mind about the matter of the villa now, so of course he was the one to forget about this kind of thing.

"Thank you, Master, for the invitation, but the owner of the Wuzhuang Villa is still counting on the management of the huge villa, so he won't go."

Lin Simu spoke indifferently, and directly refused for Wu Lie.

"Master Meng thinks highly of me, but my martial arts is really less than one-tenth of Master Lin's, so I don't want to cause trouble, and after Master Lin goes, I still need to come down to take care of the huge villa."

Wu Lie hurriedly cupped his hands and declined.

"Oh?"

Hearing that Wu Lie said that his martial arts is not as good as this kid's one-tenth, this made Miejue Shitai and Yin Liting a little surprised.

Even they dare not say that Wu Lie's martial arts is only one-tenth of theirs.

And this kid is only seventeen or eighteen years old, can martial arts really be so superb?

"Zhiruo, you are about the same age as the Lin owner, so go and ask him to teach you a few tricks."

Miejue Shitai said to the girl in white beside him in order to verify the boy's strength.

This girl is her favorite apprentice, not only is she extremely talented in martial arts, but she is also as beautiful as a fairy.

"Yes, Master."

The girl in white agreed, took a step out of the queue, bowed to Lin Simu who was sitting in the middle seat, and said loudly: "Emei sent Zhou Zhiruo to ask Master Lin for advice."

Her voice is clear and clear, like a yellow warbler coming out of the valley, it is extremely pleasant to the ear.

Lin Simu hasn't answered yet.

Suddenly, a hearty male voice sounded from the side: "Junior Sister Zhiruo, why do you need to take action? Qingshu will dismiss it for you."

A white-clothed scholar stepped out from the crowd, in his 20s, handsome and imposing.

This person is Song Qingshu, the only son of Song Yuanqiao, the chief disciple of the Wudang School.

Zhou Zhiruo frowned, turned her head and glanced at Master Miejue who was behind her, and retreated to Master after seeing Master nodded in agreement.

Song Qingshu has already disliked Lin Simu at this moment, but he is just a master of the three religions, what can he do?

That Wu Lie was a pussy, how could this kid be so strong?

Moreover, this group of people has lived in the Western Regions for a long time, and their vision is narrow. How do they know that the Central Plains is full of outstanding people and masters?

"I'm going to Wudang to send Song Qingshu to teach Lin Zhuangzhu's tricks."

Song Qingshu said with a stern expression, cupping his fists indifferently.

In fact, from the bottom of his heart, he looked down on the people in this ruined villa. Song Qingshu, as a leader among the third generation disciples of Wudang, not only has outstanding martial arts skills, but also has both civil and military skills. .

The Wudang faction and Zhuwu Lianhuanzhuang are also very different.

Under the leadership of Zhang Sanfeng, the Wudang faction of the Great Yuan Kingdom firmly occupied the top spot in the Central Plains martial arts, and all the seven Wudang heroes under it were famous all over the world, and they were very popular for a while.

Even the Shaolin School of Taishan Beidou is ashamed of themselves!

Take a back seat!

And Zhuwu Lianhuanzhuang, a small gang that lives in a corner, is not worth mentioning.

The owner of this small place went to the Wudang sect, which is the level of second-rate disciples.

And this young owner in white is not inferior to him in terms of height and appearance. This makes him who has been respected since childhood, he dislikes the second person stealing his limelight, and it is still in his beloved. in front of a woman.

For Song Qingshu, Lin Simu felt very sorry, for such a good man became a licking dog.

Don't you know that licking a dog licking a dog will leave you with nothing in the end?

It's better to work hard to improve your strength, in the future there will be women licking you.

"Zhu Wu Lianhuan Zhuang Lin Simu, ask the Wudang School for advice."

Lin Simu stepped down from his position and said calmly.

When everyone saw this, they immediately made room for the two of them.

The two looked at each other.

Song Qing's face is resolute, holding a sword, majestic and murderous.

Lin Simu was unarmed and acted nonchalantly.

"Can you use weapons?" Song Qingshu asked coldly.

"You don't need a weapon to hit you." Lin Simu said calmly.

He said it lightly, but when he heard Song Qingshu's ears, it was naked humiliation.

He threw the sword to Yin Liting, and said in a cold voice: "My boy, you have the guts, so how about I do a few tricks with you empty-handed?"

"How many tricks? Song Shaoxia is too flattering, isn't he?"

Lin Simu smiled brightly, showing his white teeth, and the playfulness in his eyes became more intense: "Just one trick."

"you wanna die."

Song Qingshu was furious, and the anger in his eyes was beyond words. He felt that he had been insulted, and no one had ever dared to be so arrogant in front of him.

He couldn't wait to mobilize his inner strength, and with a "huh" sound, he strode forward quickly, and hit Lin Simu's head with a "seven-star hand".

His speed at this level was surprisingly slow in Lin Simu's eyes.

"You're moving too slowly."

Lin Simu said something calmly, then raised his hand and turned his wrist to easily grab Song Qingshu's wrist, but with just a little force, it hurt so much that the latter opened his teeth and covered his mouth, in agony.

"Go."

Lin Simu spit out two words, and at the same time when he let go of Song Qingshu's wrist, he suddenly hit his chest with a palm.

"boom!"

This palm is powerful and extremely fast.

Song Qingshu was like a kite with a broken string, and was immediately sent flying two or three feet away, hitting the wall of the hall fiercely.

A "squeak" sounded.

His body fell heavily to the ground.

"Blue Book."

Yin Liting turned pale with shock, his eyes were full of shock, he hurriedly ran over to help Song Qingshu up, seeing his pale face, it was obvious that he had suffered serious internal injuries.

This is the only son of the senior brother, but this time he came out with him and encountered such a crisis. If something happened to Qingshu, what face would he have to meet the senior brother?

He quickly helped Song Qingshu up.

The two sat cross-legged, and he used Wudang Jiuyang Gong to heal his nephew.

All the disciples of the Emei School saw that the village owner defeated Song Qingshu with just one move?

This is incredible, right?

Even if Miejue Shitai and Yin Liting confront Song Qingshu empty-handed, they can't guarantee that they can defeat the enemy with one move. Who is this kid?

How could it be so strong?

Chapter 49 Hanshui's Grace of Feeding Meals, Never Forget

"Boy, you are so ruthless, how is it different from that demon cult monster?"

Miejue Shitai frowned, his face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he shouted sharply.

This kid seriously injured Song Qingshu in front of her and Yin Liting, he simply didn't take these old fellows seriously.

"In martial arts competitions, there are winners and losers. What do I do if his skills are not as good as others?"

A cold light flashed in Lin Simu's eyes, and he also didn't give the old nun a good look, and shouted in a cold voice.

"What an arrogant boy, the old nun will personally experience and teach Your Excellency's magical skills?"

There was a trace of killing intent in Miejue Shitai's eyes, and he shouted in a cold voice with a domineering aura.

"If you want to fight, you can fight. Why am I afraid of you?"

Lin Simu raised his sword eyebrows calmly, without a trace of fear on his face.

"Good boy, you have the guts."

Juejueshi was so angry that he laughed back.

She Juejue Shitai has traveled the world for dozens of years, and her martial arts cultivation has reached the pinnacle. It is rare to meet an opponent in the whole world. It can be said that except Wudang Master Zhang, no one can say that she can beat her.

Unexpectedly, the owner of the villa who came to a small area in the Western Region would dare to confront her. It is really interesting.

"You make a move."

Miejue Shitai sneered and stood on the spot with the air of a grandmaster.

"Old temptress, let you do it first. If I do it first, you won't be able to resist."