[Comprehensive martial arts] My life will die

Liu Bowen decided to stay in Fengyang for the time being. Since the Battle of Haozhou, Fengyang, as an important branch of Mingjiao, is the safest.Although he is suspected of stealing someone's name, but he has this conceit and self-confidence, and he will definitely repay it twice in the future.

As for... the Ming Lord in troubled times, people have no desires, can he put a knife on his neck and let people fight?It's better to wait for the time to come.He has been waiting for so long, and he doesn't care about waiting a few more years.

After Tan Zhao found out, he breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably: "Brother Liu, let's not talk about it, we will meet again in Shanshui someday."

"treasure."

The carriage gradually disappeared on the relatively stable mountain road. Liu Bowen stroked his short goatee and showed a playful smile for a long time. Did the mountains and rivers meet again?That must be met.

In the carriage, the person lying leisurely couldn't help but shudder, and quickly blamed himself shamelessly: "Little Changkong, I let you stay in Fengyang to recover from your injuries. You see, when you come out, the carriage is so crowded that the uncle is so crowded." Got a cold."

"...Lao Qi, don't talk nonsense!"

When Li Changkong saw the Sixth Master Uncle now, it was no different from seeing a living Bodhisattva. Compared with the bad-tempered Seventh Master Uncle who always liked to joke with him, it was nothing.

"Senior Brother Six, don't be so irritable. If you are in a hurry, you can take a step first. Leave Xiaochangkong to me, don't worry!"

Yin Liting glanced at him sideways: "Lao Qi, our senior brothers, haven't we competed for a while?"

"..." She was cute in an instant.

Li Changkong: Yes!

Really, how long has it been? Xiao Changkong, this silly Baitian, turned his back on him. It’s really a bad day. Tan Zhao clicked his tongue, found some snacks from somewhere, and ate them together. After eating for a while, he suddenly said: " Sixth senior brother, Shaolin has always been aloof from the world, and has always been merciful, how can you be so polite, and suddenly want to hold a lion slaughter meeting? Buddhism puts a lot of emphasis on killing animals, which is not good!"

Yin Liting is also very puzzled about this matter, but the golden lion king Xie Xun did set off a bloodbath in the Jianghu more than ten years ago, and Shaolin's visit is not too out of the ordinary: "I don't know very well, I am afraid that Wuji's soldiers will be dangerous." , when the fifth senior brother and the others were living on a deserted island, Wuji had a deep affection for Xie Xun, so I'm afraid this trip will not go well."

"Senior Brother Six, do you know something?"

Yin Liting paused, and there were no outsiders present, so he opened his mouth: "I also do not regret listening to what I said, the former leader of Mingjiao left a will to let Xie Xun succeed the leader."

...Mom, this is exciting!

Tan Zhao was so happy that he didn't even bother to eat snacks. He crossed his legs, obviously gloating: "The rivers and lakes have finally calmed down, and now there are going to be waves~"

"Old Seven, it is our responsibility to help justice in the world. Master said that someone must be manipulating this matter. We Wudang cannot stand by and watch."

"I understand." But this matter has nothing to do with him. "The tree wants to be quiet but the wind keeps blowing. Have you ever thought about the plan of the people behind this?" Discord? Or do you have a plan for martial arts?"

Tan Zhao poked Xiaochangkong, as if you were talking about it, Xiaochangkong felt that he was wronged, and when he raised his head, the eyes of the sixth master uncle also looked over, he was cowardly, nestled in the corner and whispered: "Actually, no matter what , the murder of the Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun is always unjust."

Lao Huang, Lao Huang, is this heir satisfied?

"Go on."

Li Changkong continued: "Xie Xun and Brother Wuji have a very close relationship. Brother Wuji naturally thinks that Xie Xun shouldn't die, but those who were killed by Xie Xun, they are so innocent. He has stained hundreds of people's blood on his hands." Blood, is it just because the sufferer is no longer, is it lightly put down?"

After speaking, there was no sound in the carriage for a long time, and Li Changkong felt a little uneasy: "Master, what I said...is there something wrong?"

"Naturally not. Killing people pays for their lives, because he was in a bad state of mind back then, but killing hundreds of people in a row just to provoke Cheng Kun to come out, this can only prove one point."

Yin Liting couldn't help asking, "Prove what?"

"It proves that he has his own problems."

In fact, Xie Xun's reputation in Jianghu is not too bad. Some people put themselves in their shoes and think that if his family was killed by the most trusted master, they would have difficulty controlling themselves. people.

System: So what about you, host, what would you do if this happened to you?

[My whole family, including you? ]

System: Just pretend I didn't ask anything.

Tan Zhao smiled lightly. If he were, he would naturally seek revenge, but he would definitely not achieve his goal by killing, and...it was too stupid, and this method was not smart at all.

"But Xiao Zhangkong, you still made a mistake in one sentence."

Li Changkong was taken aback: "What are you talking about?"

"How do you know, there is no more suffering!"

In fact, at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, many people from the Jianghu have gathered, including the orphans of Xie Xun who killed others, and those close friends who used to chase Xie Xun in the Jianghu but failed. When I went up the mountain, I asked Shaolin to talk to me.

In addition, the Emei, Wudang, and Kunlun sects also arrived one after another. When the three of Tan Zhao arrived at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, they happened to run into a group of Emei sects they had guessed.

"Qingshu, why are you..." Dressing up as a disciple of the Emei Sect?

Sixth senior brother was shocked, even if he wanted to break his head, he couldn't imagine that Qingshu's nephew was such an infatuated kind, for this reason, it was not counted as turning his back on his teacher's school, and he had to join the other party's school, he could hardly remember how Qingshu was when he was a child look like.

"Song Qingshu of the Emei faction pays homage to Wudang Yin Six Heroes and Mo Qixia."

Yin Liting didn't want to talk anymore, because he was afraid of controlling himself and not knowing that he would draw his sword and cut people. At this moment, he saw the senior brother leading the Wudang disciples coming over from a distance. He quickly gave Lao Qi a look, and he greeted him , Stop Eldest Brother no matter what.

As soon as Yin Liting left, Tan Zhao stepped forward to block the sight of several people: "I haven't seen you for three days, Song Shaoxia is really impressive."

Song Qingshu couldn't help being short of breath again, so angry that Zhou Zhiruo looked at each other coldly: "Mo Qixia, if it's okay, we'll take a step first."

Tan Zhao made a gesture of invitation: "Please."

Li Changkong's injury is almost healed, the only thing that is missing is the time to take care of it. He was placed on a wooden wheelchair, and he was furious in his heart: "What's the matter with Brother Song! Why did he join the Emei Sect!"

And Emei, the head of Zhou, seems to be a different person, his eyes are growing to the top of his head.

"Everyone has their own fate, he is no longer your Senior Brother Song."

Li Changkong was heartbroken for a moment. He had been working hard with the goal of Senior Brother Song all these years, but he never thought that one day it would become like this. When a person grows up, why does he become so fast?

"Let's go, let's go to the inn at the foot of the mountain."

Li Changkong was puzzled: "Hey, aren't we going up the mountain?"

Tan Zhao really wanted to roll his eyes for others to see: "Little nephew, do you want to exhaust your uncle and me to death?"

Xiao Changkong looked at his legs, then at the long mountain road, and became quiet obediently.

It was night, in the inn where fish and dragons were mixed together, Tan Zhao changed the face of Zhang Zeng Zhao Mian. Hearing that the beggar gang had also come, it was estimated that Miss Yang had also come, but she didn't know where she was.

As night fell and there were fewer and fewer people, Tan Zhao drank the last cup of tea and left the inn.

The guard at night rubbed his eyes, he had a very good memory, he remembered every guest officer who came and went, how could he not remember such a handsome guest officer?This is really strange, but Shandingshan seems to be holding some kind of martial arts event recently. He can't afford to offend these high-ranking Jianghu people, so let's continue to watch the night.

By the side of the road in an unnamed town at the foot of the mountain, Tan Zhao was leaning on a tree with a crooked neck and taking a nap.All of a sudden, the night breeze brought a slight inexplicable fragrance of flowers, wisps and wisps, not exciting enough, but enough to make people remember.

Tan Zhao opened his eyes and said, "Miss Yang, don't come here without any problems."

The moonlight above his head was not dim, and Yang Bing was a martial artist, so he could see clearly the appearance of the person opposite him in an instant, like, or... "Senior, why... have you changed back?"

Tan Zhao nodded solemnly: "Well, can it still catch your eyes?"

Unexpectedly, the girl was even more serious, she thought about it, and then nodded solemnly: "En."

"..." 100% sure, Yang Guo, your granddaughter's gene has mutated, and she can even answer cold jokes, which is amazing.

"Senior Zhao called the junior, what's the matter?"

Tan Zhao nodded: "There is indeed something I want to verify with the girl. The girl claims to be the descendant of the Ancient Tomb Sect. I heard that the Ancient Tomb Sect lived with the Quanzhen sect back then. Today I happened to meet some guys who know the Big Dipper Array. I don't know Miss Yang. Can you recognize these people?"

Yang Bing was also surprised: "Senior met these people?"

"How to say?"

"A few years ago, a group of people went to Zhongnan Mountain to hunt for treasures. The Quanzhen Sect is dead now, and my Ancient Tomb Sect will not care about it. But these people also found the tomb of the living dead. After being beaten out by me, I still struggled to find it, as if I was certain that there was a treasure in my ancient tomb."

It turns out that I have been to Zhongnan Mountain before. This group of people is amazing. Is this a professional search for the relics of martial arts from a hundred years ago?With this free time, I would be a martial arts master if I created a kung fu method myself: "Then if I say that this group of people seems to have something to do with Shaolin, I wonder if the girl can play a play with me?"

"What play?" Yang Bing was puzzled, with the opponent's skill, why bother.

"How about a good show where the snipe and the clam fight each other, the fisherman wins, and in the end he is slaughtered by unscrupulous profiteers?"

Yang Bing: ...It sounds like it's not a good show, is it okay to refuse?