The Liushemen’s list covers a wide range of evil spirits. Any martial arts people who are suspected of illegality will be on the list. For example, the Qixuanmen commits great deeds, but not many people on the list of Hezong.
There are even fewer sects that have disappeared for many years and are still at the top of the list.
Jade Dragon View is one of them.
Decades ago, Zhang Xuanba, the King of Zhao of Xifu, who had been famous all over the world, walked on the rivers and lakes with his undefeated and famous horse. Wherever he passed, the wind swept away the remaining clouds.
All the aristocratic families, the great gangs of the martial arts world, and the martial arts sects were all distorted and destroyed most of the world.
Until he came to Yulong Mountain.
The mountain was nameless at that time, neither high nor dangerous. It only had a Taoist temple with few incense. The Taoist temple was even smaller, with only one master, three disciples, and seven Taoist children.
No one knew what happened that day, but he knew that King Zhao of Xifu returned to Linlong Road that day. If Jing'an Mansion did not go out again, Yulong Temple would disappear.
However, for decades, he has been wanted by the court with the highest standards.
Once discovered, everyone can be punished.
"Yulong Temple..."
In the inn, Yang Yu was slashing his knees, and his eyes were unstable in the dark room.
His memory is very good, especially when he was calm and his past events seemed to be repeated.
In a vaguely, he seemed to see the scenes he saw when he was refining the "Human Swallow Scroll".
Deep mountains, small courtyards, fences, streams, fog, old woman... and the ‘mantra’ in her words.
"That old woman..."
Yang Yu felt a little chilling on his back. He took a deep breath, suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart, and entered the gluttony cauldron.
In the dim cauldron, all kinds of food are shining, like the stars in the night sky.
After a glance, the recipes of Nine Ox and Two Tigers and the ‘Kuixing Level Chart’ were arranged on one side, clearly distinguishing, and the rest of the ingredients were either surrounded by the two or squeezed into the corner.
"call!"
Squeezing the distracting thoughts in his heart, Yang Yu reached out and held the ten steps and killed him. With a thought, he began to refine the inheritance sword of the Qixuanmen again.
Buzz ~
Light and shadow flow, intertwining in front of your eyes like a net spreading out.
The night is full of stars, the full moon is hanging high, the ancient city is quiet, the dog barking in the alley, the quiet courtyard, the sprouting old trees...
When you open your eyes again, time and space seem to have changed.
Under the shade of the tree, there are old and young people. The old man is round and fat, not only with pure white hair, but even his eyebrows that drooped at the corners of his mouth are not messy.
The young man was about teenage, taller than the old man, young but not young, and sat down on his knees, with a tall figure as a sword around his waist.
The old man was cross-legged on the cushion, with a sword three feet and two inches long, sheathless and sessile, clear as water.
One old and one young, chatting.
Yu Yang was not in a hurry, and listened to the conversation between the two.
The higher the ingredients, the more people and things they contain. Not only are there skills and techniques to pass on, but there are also many hidden secrets buried by history.
"Why is Master so fast back? I heard that Xiao Ming King was given the title..."
The young man bowed his head slightly, very respectful.
The old man smiled and said, "What do you think?"
"There are many people who want to kill Xiao Ming King, and they may not be the ones who are on the throne."
There is reverence in the eyes of the young man:
"Others say that it is legitimate to kill Xiao Ming King to the throne. Don't you know that you are promoted? The momentum of the throne is now, Xiao Ming King originally had only one way to abdicate."
"Then you underestimate Xiao Mingwang too much, or rather, you underestimate Liansheng's teaching behind him..."
The old man's tone was calm:
"The mother of the Little Ming King is one of the twelve most noble mothers of Liansheng Sect. If he doesn't die, he will never really get promoted!"
"Pity to the teachings of Shengsheng?"
The young man murmured.
Then I remembered that the previous dynasty was unjust and the people were living in poverty. Many of the rebels who first rebeled were pity for their religion...
"But if this is the case, wouldn't this move from the superior to the throne cause trouble again..."
The young man was shocked to realize the huge power of Liansheng Sect and was a little confused.
"The superiors are not ordinary people. With him, no one can make a comeback. Now, I only hope that he can survive the twelve old women..."
The old man's expression was solemn:
"Or, we can order the elder brothers to completely eliminate the Pity Sect before we die of old age!"
"Why are you so powerful?"
The boy was a little shocked.
In the past twenty years, Zhang Yuanzhu fought south and north, and his momentum reached an unprecedented peak, and his military force pointed out, and everything was invincible.
I suddenly heard that someone could compete with him, how could the boy not be shocked?
More than him?
Yang Yu, who had been listening for a long time, also felt a little bit.
From a cowherd to the common ruler of heaven and earth, Zhang Yuanzhu's strength naturally needs no further explanation, especially at the beginning of his country, his prestige and martial arts were at the highest peak that no one could question.
This pity to the teachings...
"If you are just a skilled martial arts, it's nothing. You can always die, but these old ladies..."
As if he was afraid, the old man stopped talking and said:
"I won't talk about this anymore. I've been here for three years. I've taught you your sword skills before. How have you practiced?"
"Disciple is stupid."
Upon hearing this, the young man suddenly felt ashamed, and he couldn't speak.
"It is difficult to learn and to be precise, and you can't get anything."
The old man was not surprised. He turned his cuffs and took out a long sword:
"This sword is made for your master to get your blood and let the sword-making master 'Xu Luyi' use of black iron to refine it."
"Thank you Master."
The boy was overjoyed and hurriedly took the sword. When he reached out to touch it, a feeling of blood being connected suddenly surged in his heart.
Yu Yang could feel all the feelings of the young man, and a subtle change suddenly arose in his heart.
This sword was exactly the ten steps he was refining.
"With this sword, can you practice your master's hundred-step flying sword?"
The young man couldn't let go of it and played with it for a while before asking.
"Difficult, difficult, difficult."
The old man shook his head slightly: "This sword is in your hand, and you can use the master's teachings to breathe and breathe on the sword for twelve weeks, and then use secret medicine to wash the sword. In a few decades, you may have three points to become a master's sword technique.
Even if it is not good, it can always be killed in ten steps, and if this is not the case..."
At the end of the day, the old man couldn't continue.
"ah……"
The young man was disappointed, his chest was undulating, and his eyes couldn't help but turn red:
"It was the disciple who was stupid and wasted his efforts..."
"Your talent is already top-notch, how could it be bad?"
The old man comforted his disciples:
"It's just that my master's talent is so good that you can't meet..."
“…”
The young man's cry stopped abruptly, and he raised his head, feeling a little confused for a moment.
“Calm down!”
The old man suddenly shouted softly and recited the formula.
The young man barely accepted the gods, and Yang Yuzi had already sat on the ground, much more serious than the former.
"Memory is only necessary, appearance is eight poles..."
...
...
The Giant Whale Gang was destroyed!
The gang leader Han Jing and the thirteen helmsmans below all died, and the base was already a sea of ​​corpses and blood!
The thunderstorm that rumbling all night is far from comparable to the shock that this news brought to the people of Mulin Mansion!
Early in the first morning, the news spread throughout the streets and alleys.
Some people were unbelievable, some were crying loudly to comfort their families, and some were crying with joy and ran around to tell each other.
For a moment, the city was in an uproar.
"Oh my God, this is actually true? Yan Lao San, isn't that corpse from Yan Lao San?"
"God has eyes, and finally took over this group of evil thieves! Han Jing! Han Jing is really dead, he died well, he died so well!"
"I don't know which knight saw the injustice and killed this group of evil thieves!"
"It's so satisfying, it's so satisfying!"
...
Outside the Giant Whale Gang's garrison, there were people coming to watch, and there were loud cries and shouts, and the yamen runners who maintained order were almost overturned to the ground.
"Daughter, my poor daughter! Old woman, have you seen it? Luo Laoqi, he died, he finally died."
An old man pounced on the ground, tears flowing all over his body, crying almost fainted, and the person who heard it was sad.
"Old Li is so miserable. Just because his daughter was born with beautiful appearance, she brought disaster to the family. Her complaint was broken and she was thrown on the street to beg for trampling."
Some pedestrians couldn't bear to see it, so they went to help.
"Don't cry and make you lose your body. Although the main evil is apart, the accomplice is still alive. If you don't take care of your care, how can you avenge this revenge?"
The old man suddenly looked up.
The one who supported him was a young man about eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a clean and close-fitting outfit, with a knife and a sword around his waist. He cried so sadly that he wiped his tears.
"Yes, sorry."
The old man shrank his hand, ashamed and sad: "Enough, enough, Luo Laoqi died, even if the old man died immediately, he could close his eyes..."
"I heard that you went to complain and were interrupted by someone. My wife couldn't bear the blow, so she passed away?"
Yang asked.
"They, they are officials..."
The old man was frightened.
"You just say yes and no, who they are, doesn't matter."
Prison Yang's words were gentle.
Xiao Wu shivered, knowing that Mr. Yang was just a sign of attack. Seeing the old man nodding, he hurried to the vendor's office next to the road to ask for a cart and carried the old man into the car.
"Look!"
When a pedestrian saw this scene, he was immediately shocked.
"Does this young man want to stand up for Lao Li? Look, isn't the direction he is going to be the yamen?"
"Hiss! I'm having fun!"
The pedestrians became more and more excited, and even speculated whether the young hero was the hero who eliminated the Giant Whale Gang.
Suddenly, a large number of people followed.
Some of the shaking yamen runners saw that it was not good, so they gave a few instructions, and took a small path and ran towards the government office.
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...
Thanks to the blessing of the heavy rain last night, Chu Ping slept well that night. When he opened his eyes, it was already noon.
The maids who stood by the bed for the middle of the night were waiting to wash and dress.
He just sat down, and the dishes served by the servants had already been on the table, four cold and four hot, as well as the pastry and soup.
"Those are the dishes back and forth, the chef, it's time to change."
Chu Ping had a bad appetite and picked up the chopsticks and was about to take a few bites. He heard a sharp shout outside the door.
"Sir, no, okay!"
"Damn it!"
Chu Ping slapped the table heavily, and the servants immediately knelt down.
But before he could make a sensation, a low drum sounded.
Dong!
Dong!
Chapter completed!