Master of the World [Quick Transmigration]

After digging out more than a dozen skeletons, Lin Xun stopped, stuffed the gold back into the skeletons, and sank into the soil.

These skeletons were buried very shallow, which showed that he was not afraid of being discovered. When he went to drink at Ning Zhongqing's house last night, the ground was flat, and other families didn't know what it was like.

Lin Xun ran to visit the house of the middle-aged man next door. His door was open. The middle-aged man rolled up his sleeves and greeted him dripping with sweat.

"Can you go in and have a look?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Of course you can open the door for business."

The walls of his house are covered with swords, each of which looks ordinary, without any pattern decoration.

"Everyone in the sect makes their weapons here. Whatever you want, sell them cheap."

Lin Xun took down a sword. The sword was very thin, but it was very heavy in his hand.

The middle-aged man explained: "This sword is called Misty Sword."

Lin Xun held the epee, shook his head, and put it back to its original position.

Middle-aged man: "This Jinghong sword is also good."

Lin Xun followed his gaze and saw that the sword was about the size of a human.

"Is there anyone who is a little better?"

He did need a weapon, but something small and light enough to carry with him.

Middle-aged man: "There are still some in the warehouse, waiting for me to bring them to you."

He felt at ease, and let Lin Xun stay at his home after speaking.

The room the middle-aged man lives in is the largest of all, which is related to his occupation. The stove alone occupies one-third of the area.

Lin Xun bent down, the ground was very flat, only the area around the stove was a little uneven, and there was no abnormality after digging twice.

Could it be that the house he lives in is the only one that is weird?

There was a sudden movement outside, Lin Xun quickly filled up the place he just dug and walked out——

It was Ning Zhongqing who came back, and half of his sleeves were covered in blood.

Lin Xun said in shock, "Brother Zhongqing."

Ning Zhongqing spat out a mouthful of blood.

The man in black was shocked: "Master is injured so badly."

The eyes of the middle-aged man seemed to see through everything, revealing a wave of wisdom, "No, I think the head squirts blood after hearing his shout."

The man in black: "Who is so powerful that he can actually hurt the master?"

Hearing this, Lin Xun said indifferently: "This is not right, I prefer group fights, if I can't fight alone, I can hire a group of people to fight."

The man in black was shocked... Is the master under siege?

Lin Xun: "It's mostly skin trauma, and the blood on his body is more of someone else's."

The man in black humbly asked for advice: "How do you know this?"

Just as Lin Xun was about to answer, Ning Zhongqing smiled falsely: "Can you all stop chatting and come help me?"

The man in black and the middle-aged man looked at each other, and suddenly came back to their senses, helping him into the house.

Soon an old man with a gray beard came in with a medicine box. As Lin Xun expected, Ning Zhongqing's injury was not serious, and the wound was on the left shoulder blade.

"Master, who hurt you, the little old man will take revenge."

"Mr. Zhong has a heart, and I'm afraid I won't be able to find them."

Elder Zhong stared wide-eyed: "There is no one in this world that my little old man can't find."

Lin Xun's faint voice came over: "I'm afraid it's difficult to go underground."

Mr. Zhong was frightened, and realized that the person who did the action might have died in the hands of Ning Zhongqing.

When he applied the medicine, Ning Zhongqing didn't say a word, and after the dressing, everyone left winkingly, letting him rest.

Lin Xun was a special case. He sat on the side 'consciously', staring at Ning Zhongqing's shoulder.

Ning Zhongqing felt uncomfortable being looked at by him: "I know little brother is worried about my injury..."

"Your skin is so smooth."

"..."

Ning Zhongqing's face changed slightly, but Lin Xun avoided the topic at this moment, "I think raising chickens every day does not contribute much to the sect."

Ning Zhongqing: "What do you think?"

Lin Xun: "I think the nearby hills are good, we can occupy the mountains as king."

Ning Zhongqing coughed, "It's a bit overbearing."

Lin Xun: "Every gang that can be named in the martial arts has its own mountain. Shaolin Temple also has eighteen treasured mountains. Xishengmen can't fall behind."

Ning Zhongqing: "You go back first, and I'll think about it later."

Lin Xun turned his head three times at a step: "Don't miss this opportunity."

Not long after he left, a black shadow flashed in, "Master."

"Emei's unique knowledge is really powerful, and it won't hurt you to learn it once." After a pause, he asked, "What has he been doing these days?"

The man in black thought for a long time, and concluded: "Raise chickens, eat chickens."

Ning Zhongqing: "What else?"

The man in black hesitated and said, "Does cockfighting count?"

Ning Zhongqing was silent.

The man in black: "Master, it's just a casual remark of a quack Taoist, so there's no need to take it to heart."

Ning Zhongqing hooked the corners of her lips: "That's not what your expression says."

The men in black pursed their lips tightly. They walked to Tian'an City that day. It was already late when they passed by a deserted house. There was a man in red sitting on the stone steps. It was an existence that no martial arts practitioner could ignore. He couldn't feel any popularity on him, he didn't seem to be breathing while sitting there.

Seeing the two, the man in red immediately stood up, his clothes were torn, "Hello, two gentlemen."

The man in black took a step back subconsciously, Ning Zhongqing was still amiable: "Is there anything I can do to help?"

"I was kicked off the mountain and fell into the wrong time and space."

The man in black thought he was a lunatic, but Ning Zhongqing patiently listened to him.

The man in red cursed for a long time, "The road to Yuanjia is narrow, and one of the scourges that caused me to fall down the mountain is also here."

His eyes suddenly fixed on Ning Zhongqing, and he remained motionless.

"You will encounter the biggest catastrophe in your life, become famous and become the overlord of a generation."

The man in black was sure again that this person was out of his mind, and his words were inconsistent.

The man in red wobbled forward, but the man in black was surprised to find that his feet didn't touch the ground when he walked.

Ning Zhongqing: "I haven't asked the young master's name yet."

In the blink of an eye, that person disappeared, only a voice floated in the night sky, "I am your past life, and you are my present life."

This matter revealed weirdness everywhere, and even today, the man in black is sweating when he thinks about it.

Is it really human that can float and walk in the air without breathing?

"Even if what he said is true, how can the master determine that the person he is referring to is Lin Xun? I think this person's actions are absurd, and he doesn't seem to be able to accomplish anything."

Ning Zhongqing glanced at him lightly, and the man in black immediately realized: "This subordinate has exceeded the rules."

"That man is not simple. He tried me repeatedly, so it's time for me to try his skills." Ning Zhongqing's eyes moved slightly: "Isn't there a bandit here at Liuren Mountain, let him go and see."

The man in black nodded.

……

Lin Xun was holding a chicken, and when he saw someone coming, he waved excitedly: "Finally it's my turn to cook, I want to drink chicken soup."

The man in black frowned: "Guard yourself and steal."

Lin Xun looked at him pitifully.

"Master sent me to ask if you have any intention to incorporate Liuren Mountain for the sect?"

Lin Xun nodded unequivocally.

The man in black: "Sixty miles to the west from here is Liuren Mountain, where more than a thousand robbers have been absorbed, and there is a faint tendency to develop into a cult."

Lin Xun said solemnly: "It is my generation's responsibility to eliminate demons and protect the way."

If there is no chicken in hand, this sentence may be a little convincing.

The man in black sighed: "Hu Kun in the sixth house is in charge of raising horses. If you decide, you can go to him to get the horses."

After the voice fell, Lin Xun had disappeared.

There is a folk saying that walking in the mountains and singing at night will attract ghosts.

Lin Xun was riding on the horse, and the singing made the crows in the forest scream and fly wildly.

"Sixty miles to the west, left to west and right to east, you must go to the left."

I went there for ten days, and there was no news.

The people in Xishengmen couldn’t sit still anymore, and the middle-aged man who was a blacksmith was more concerned about Lin Xun because he lived nearby, “Didn’t you say that he went to suppress bandits, why hasn’t he come back yet?”

The man in black also found it strange, logically speaking, Lin Xun would be able to return within two days at most.

At this moment, hundreds of miles away, Lin Xun was complaining: "Why did it take so long to walk sixty miles?"

The horse beneath him shook his mane in dissatisfaction.

Lin Xun blamed the horse for the reason. The horse is too thin and must run slowly.

When he came to this conclusion, he completely forgot his road-crazy attributes.

"found it!"

Not far ahead, a tall mountain stands tall, and there are people guarding it outside the mountain gate.

"As expected of being a robber, each of these people is quite capable."

Lin Xun cleared his throat, and said with internal force: "You guys have done a lot of evil, and on behalf of Xishengmen, I will wipe you all out today!"

The disciples outside the mountain gate looked at each other, where did this lunatic come from, to dare to blatantly speak wild words?

The major forces in the martial arts are separated and intricate. The most famous ones are Shaolin, Wudang, and Emei, and the next ones are Xiaoyaomen and Wudumen.

Although the various sects competed secretly in private, they were treated with courtesy on the surface, and this was the first time that they were openly provoked.

Lin Xun got off his horse and flew away. Several disciples guarding the mountain snorted coldly and tried to stop him. After one move, they all fell to the ground and howled.

"No, it's impossible." This person is about the same age as them, why is his inner strength so deep?

Lin Xun stared at these disciples. They were all wearing uniform clothes. As the man in black said, he had the idea of ​​establishing a cult, and immediately said loudly:

"Who is in charge, come out quickly, and I am under the order of Ning Zhongqing, the head of the Xisheng sect, to eradicate evil heretics."

A few hundred miles away, Xisheng Gate.

Ning Zhongqing was changing her medicine when her body suddenly trembled slightly.

Elder Zhong: "Master..."

"It's okay," Ning Zhongqing said, "I suddenly had a weird feeling just now."