Master of the World [Quick Transmigration]

Lin Xun originally wanted to get closer to observe the injury of the head of Wudang, but who knew that the two old men guarded him like a wolf. Every time Lin Xun took a step, the two watched him from left to right.

"I feel that my character has been questioned." He whispered to Ning Zhong in a low voice.

The latter smiled lightly: "If the little brothers didn't tell the story of being awakened by kissing, they wouldn't be like this."

As they said the same, they stepped forward to observe, and the two old men were relieved of him, but their eyes were fixed on Lin Xun, for fear that he would catch the opportunity to do something wrong.

"It's also thanks to the deep internal strength," Ning Zhongqing said while feeling his pulse, "Ordinary people would die if they were poisoned by this poison."

Lin Xun: "So you're really poisoned?"

Ning Zhongqing nodded: "The injury is not serious, the main reason is that the toxin invaded the body."

An old man sighed: "The only way is to force the poison out of the body, but with the strength of the two of us, it is still a bit reluctant, so I have to ask the head of Ning to help."

Ning Zhongqing: "We should do our part."

"The matter should not be delayed, and if you delay for a moment, you may have a misfortune." The old man added: "Wudang will remember the kindness of the help of Sect Master Ning."

Ning Zhongqing did not deny this sentence: "You are welcome."

Lin Xun couldn't help but glance at him, this is the real black heart.

Ning Zhongqing is definitely not a person who can do business at a loss. If you give a favor a thousand miles today, you will get it back ten times tomorrow.

Looking into his eyes, Ning Zhongqing smiled faintly: "Little brother, go outside first, it will take a while here."

Lin Xun nodded, and the old man behind him warned: "Don't go out of this mountain. The disciples of other peaks may not all know that the young master is here as a guest. It would be bad if you make a move."

The environment of Wudang is quite pleasant, but it is not as good as Xishengmen. After all, a large number of buildings have been built, destroying the original sense of nature.As for Xisheng Gate, the hundreds of dilapidated thatched cottages are actually in harmony with the surrounding green mountains and green waters.

Lin Xun walked towards a place where there were few people, and stopped suddenly when he came to a place, squinted his eyes and looked at the opposite mountain wall, jumped up, easily flew to the opposite side by the rock, and climbed on the mountain with a strange posture. on the wall.

There are many small characters densely written on the rocks, and it turns out to be very exquisite and high-class martial arts.

Lin Xun was taken aback. In his memory, Houshan Tibetan martial arts was the exclusive skill of Huashan School.

[System: Read less martial arts novels and be pragmatic. 】

Lin Xun practiced according to it, and benefited a lot.

Lin Xun didn't leave until the sun was sinking and the afterglow of the setting sun could no longer sway here.

Before entering the courtyard, he heard a low-pitched cough. Lin Xun was stunned for a moment, and walked in quickly. The head of Wudang was leaning weakly on the bed, his face was pale, but he looked much better than before .

Ning Zhongqing didn't change much, but there were thin beads of sweat on his forehead, and the other two old men obviously exhausted their internal energy, and their lips were dull.

"How could it be you?"

The head of Wudang frowned, obviously he had a deep impression of Lin Xun... a strange existence who asked if he wanted to unify the martial arts at the first meeting.

Ning Zhongqing: "He is from my door."

The head of Wudang gradually relaxed his brows, and looked at Lin Xun with admiration: "You can have such abilities at such a young age, what a young talent!"

Lin Xun smiled cooperatively, listening to what he meant, as if it was a great honor to enter Xishengmen.

The head of Wudang suddenly struck with a palm, Lin Xun was faster than him, his body was like a fallen leaf swept by a strong wind, and fell to another place in a blink of an eye.

"Good posture!" The head of Wudang and the two old men looked at each other, even they may not have such good lightness skills.

The head of Wudang let out a sigh, mixed with emotion and a trace of injustice, "Master Ning's vision is still as good as ever."

It's a pity that at first he thought the young man had some brain problems, so he didn't insist on accepting apprentices. Later, he saw that he was slapped down the mountain by the abbot of Shaolin, but he didn't stop him.

"I didn't expect you to improve so much in such a short period of time."

This sentence was obviously meant for Lin Xun. There are many outstanding young people in the Wudang School, but unfortunately there are no outstanding ones.

There is no excess between geniuses and ordinary people, especially those who practice martial arts. If they do not reach the level of geniuses, no matter how good they are, they are just outstanding ordinary people.

"It's still thanks to your faction."

The head of Wudang was stunned.

Lin Xun performed a random exercise, and the head of Wudang immediately showed a dumbfounding expression: "Did you go to the back mountain?"

Lin Xun: "So the sect master knows the exercises engraved on the mountain wall?"

The master of Wudang sighed: "It was specially engraved by the patriarch to stimulate the fighting spirit of the disciples of the sect. If you want to get a glimpse of the above content, you must practice "Tiyun Zong" to the level of mastery."

Lin Xun: "But I don't know "Tiyun Zong"."

"To put it bluntly, it is enough to achieve a wonderful agility."

Lin Xun nodded, and proudly cast a glance at Ning Zhongqing, like a peacock spreading its tail.

Ning Zhongqing was slightly stunned, couldn't help laughing out loud, and found that Lin Xun's gaze gradually became fierce, put away his smile, and started talking about business: "Does the head know who hit you?"

The head of Wudang was silent for a while, before saying: "Tianbaomen."

Ning Zhongqing's expression didn't show much surprise, as if she had guessed this from the beginning.

"Tianbao Gate?" Lin Xun had never heard of this sect, so he couldn't help doubting the reliability of the system.Judging from the attitudes of the Xiaoyao Sect and Wudang sect, Xishengmen should be quite powerful, but it is not among the powerful forces provided by the system, and it is unheard of for Tianbaomen now.

[System: Please don't doubt my professionalism, these two sects are indeed not well-known in the world. 】

The head of Wudang said in a deep voice: "It's normal that you haven't heard of it. This sect has not been active for a long time."

Lin Xun turned his face and asked Ning Zhongqing: "Is Tianbao Gate very powerful?"

Ning Zhongqing: "Do you know why Tianbao Gate is named after the word 'Tianbao'?"

Lin Xun asked tentatively, "Heavenly King Gedihu Pagoda suppresses the River Demon?"

After saying this, the air was quiet.

Ning Zhongqing sighed softly: "It is rumored that a meteorite fell from the sky a hundred years ago and was picked up by a small sect. It is strange to say, but in a few years, the skills of the people in the sect have increased for no reason. They attributed it to the meteorite and changed the name of the sect to Tianbao. .”

Lin Xun: "There are still such cheap things in the world?"

Why didn't he encounter such a good thing, and he had to spend money to buy force blessings from the system.

Ning Zhongqing said with a smile: "It is true that there are cheap things to pick up, but there is no such thing as free money."

The head of Wudang continued his words: "As time went by, the disciples of Tianbaomen became more and more skilled, but they became moody and bloodthirsty. When the news of the stone was leaked decades ago, countless people thought about it. Want to get it, but Tianbaomen disappeared without a trace at this time."

Lin Xun: "Every man is not guilty, but pregnant is guilty."

The head of Wudang: "Tianbaomen's return to the rivers and lakes this time, it must be another bloody storm."

Lin Xun: "I don't know how many forces will be involved."

Ning Zhongqing also shook her head: "It's a blessing, not a disaster, it's a disaster that can't be avoided."

The head of Wudang looked at the two men with strange expressions. Their tone of voice was not sincere at all, and there was a sense of fear that the world would not be chaotic: "If we don't eradicate Tianbaomen..."

Ning Zhongqing interrupted him: "The head of the sect is recovering from his injury, please rest earlier, we will discuss the rest of the matter tomorrow."

When the two were about to go out, Lin Xun said, "I always feel that I have missed some key information."

Ning Zhongqing: "Illusion."

After two more steps, Lin Xun suddenly said, "Abbot Shaolin."

Ning Zhongqing's expression clearly said, "So there is such a person." '

Lin Xun turned around, "The last time I saw the master was with Abbot Shaolin, does the master know his whereabouts?"

The head of Wudang was surprised: "The abbot didn't go back to Shaolin Temple?"

Lin Xun: "He's missing."

The furrow on Wudang's head's brow almost formed the shape of 'Chuan', "We encountered an ambush on the road, so we had to divide into two groups."

A layer of haze was cast over the hearts of several people. After walking out for a long time, Ning Zhongqing didn't say a word.

Lin Xun walked and kicked stones for fun, and after an unknown amount of time, Ning Zhongqing's voice came over: "How credible do you think the words of the head of Wudang are?"

"Five points." Lin Xun said without thinking, "It depends on whether the problem is with him or the abbot of Shaolin."