"Brother Abbot, not long ago, Liu Zhengfeng held a golden basin hand-washing ceremony. The spear god in white suddenly appeared and defeated Yu Canghai and Yue Buqun. This matter has become a big deal and everyone knows it, causing quite a sensation. "Master Kongwen reported.
"The Spear God in White? Qin Xiu?" Abbot Xuanci's eyes flashed.
"Yes, it's Qin Xiu, the spear god in white. He stole the show with his roar. Many top-notch masters were killed by him, including the Giant Whale Gang, the Sea Sand Gang, the Divine Fist Sect... and among them were lay disciples from our Shaolin Temple." Kong Wen said The master said angrily.
"Killing my disciples is a grave sin!" Abbot Xuanci said with a solemn look and a serious expression.
"He also rewarded Liu Zhengfeng, who had colluded with the Demon Cult, and helped him learn the eight-note heart-piercing music. Fei Bin, Ding Mian, Lu Bai and other masters of the Songshan sect all died under the sound of the piano. No one was spared. It is said that it was quite tragic at that time. , blood flowed like a river," Master Kongwen said heartbrokenly.
"What a white-clothed gun god Qin Xiu who helps the tyrants do evil!"
Abbot Xuanci thought to himself that this Qin Xiu, even if he killed my Shaolin lay disciple, he also rewarded Liu Zhengfeng for colluding with the demon sect. This is clearly an enemy of the righteousness of the world.
"Brother Abbot, I heard that the Spear God in White is also going to Wudang. The poor monk thinks it's time to capture him." Master Kongwen asked.
"I allow you to take the eminent monks from Bodhidharma Academy down the mountain." Abbot Xuanci waved his hand.
"Great, if the eminent monks of Bodhidharma Academy take action, he will have no chance of escaping." Master Kongwen was full of confidence.
When Shaolin masters reach a certain level, they can enter the Luohan Hall for further study. Only the most outstanding masters among them are qualified to enter the Bodhidharma Academy and study the seventy-two unique skills of Buddhism.
simply put.
Everyone in Luohan Hall is a master.
And those in Bodhidharma Academy are the masters among masters! A peerless master!
"Junior Brother Kongwen, please notify Junior Brother Fang Zheng for me and ask him to go to Songshan Mountain to express condolences on behalf of Shaolin. Fei Bin is dead, Ding Mian is dead, Lu Bai is dead, and Shaolin Temple, as a neighbor of the Songshan Sect, must pay tribute." Xuanci The abbot ordered.
"Yes, I'll go right away." Master Kongwen turned and left.
And after he left.
"The Songshan sect suffered heavy casualties this time. No matter how deep the city is, Zuo Lengchan may not be able to hold on anymore and may go down the mountain himself." Abbot Xuanci murmured to himself, shaking his head and sneering.
………………
Taishi Mountain, Songshan Sect.
"This damn gun god in white! How dare you kill people from my Songshan sect! He is looking for death!!"
Zuo Lengchan stood in the center of the mourning hall, looking at the corpses of Fei Bin and the others. He was furious, his whole body filled with murderous aura, and his clothes were puffing up without any wind.
"Elder brother, please give the order!"
"Let's go to Wudang Mountain to ask for someone!"
"Kill the gun god in white! Avenge Junior Brother Fei!"
"And that Liu Zhengfeng!"
"Liu Zhengfeng has run away with his family. We sent so many disciples to look for him, but we didn't even find his shadow. How cunning!"
"Look for them if you can't find them. Anyway, count them all as one and kill them all!"
"Let the entire world know what will happen if you provoke us, the Songshan Sect!"
"The majesty of the Songshan Sect cannot be challenged!"
Jiuqujian Zhongzhen and others from the Songshan sect shouted for orders one after another, sharing the same hatred with the enemy, and their eyes were full of revengeful anger and murderous intent.
Of course, there are also sensible people who are trying to persuade Zuo Lengchan to be cautious.
"Senior Brother Zuo, the spear god in white has great martial arts skills. Don't rush into this matter."
"Yes, you must take revenge, but you must plan your actions before you act. You must not be impulsive and reckless. Be careful of capsizing in the gutter."
"The Spear God in White can defeat Yao Yue Lian Xing, at least it means the Xuan Realm, maybe the Celestial Phantasm Realm!"
"It's just a rumor, but you still take it seriously."
"If he was referring to the Xuanjing Celestial Realm, then why did he only use the martial arts master level with the shot that killed Yue Buqun in Hengyang City? How to explain this?"
"Stop arguing and keep talking."
"So what if he is really mystical? Others are afraid of him, but I'm not afraid of him!"
"Senior Brother Zuo has already refined the ice energy, so we may not lose to his white-robed spear god! Besides, we have a large number of people, so are we still afraid of him alone?"
"In my opinion, we should act wisely."
"I also agree with outsmarting him. There is no need to fight head-on. We can poison him, make a sneak attack, or lay out traps... Anyway, he is working in the dark. Isn't it easy to kill him?"
Listening to the discussions among the Songshan masters, Zuo Lengchan waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet. The mourning hall was suddenly silent. Everyone looked at Zuo Lengchan, waiting for him to make up his mind.
Zuo Lengchan said calmly:
"The deaths of Junior Brother Fei Bin and others have greatly damaged our Songshan energy. I'm afraid we have to slow down the merger of the Five Mountains Sword Sect."
Hearing this, everyone nodded and sighed.
Zuo Lengchan continued:
"Fortunately, masters from other sects have also fallen. Master Dingyi of the Hengshan sect was killed, Yue Buqun of the Huashan sect was killed, and Liu Zhengfeng of the Hengshan sect fled. Overall, the Five Sacred Sword Sect can barely maintain a balance, and no one can swallow anyone up at the moment. ”
"Yes."
The Songshan masters agreed very much.
Zuo Lengchan's eyes flashed and he said:
"Qin Xiu, the spear god in white, killed my Songshan masters and ruined our merger, so he must die. It just so happens that Zhang Sanfeng is posting hero posts, so I will go to Wudang Mountain to meet him!"
His words were full of murderous intent.
"Senior Brother Zuo, we will go with you to Wudang Mountain. No matter how powerful the gunman in white is, we can cut him into pieces!"
"I think it's better to poison him. Even if he has extraordinary abilities, he won't be able to use them."
"Yes! Poison!"
"Money can make the world go round. We can also offer a large reward to the underworld masters to assassinate him, such as the Dark River Organization, Yue Ji Minghou, and Daqin Luowang."
"We have too many ways to kill him. He is dead this time."
After hearing everyone's suggestions, Zuo Lengchan nodded.
They wanted to take revenge, not to compete in martial arts, let alone to make friends with each other. No matter how despicable the methods were, they could do any shameless things.
………………
Qingcheng Mountain, Peach Blossom Garden.
Under a peach blossom tree full of flowers, a young Taoist priest with amazing talents sat, with a peach wood sword stuck in the soil in front of him.
"Peach trees are planted on Qingcheng Mountain. Peach blossoms bloom on the branches. When the peach blossoms fall and bear peaches, you can see the little fairy."
This handsome and extraordinary young Taoist priest held the Taoist Lihuo Zhenjue in his hand, and streams of pure Yang Qi slowly poured into the wooden sword, silently flowing into the soil, nourishing the peach blossoms in the tree.
Just then.
The wooden door of Peach Blossom Garden was pushed open, and an old Taoist priest walked in.
"Yuzhen, stop planting peaches, something big has happened."
Seeing the old Taoist priest walking in hurriedly, the handsome Taoist priest slowly withdrew his Lihuo Formation Determination, his face filled with the smile of the big boy next door, and asked:
"Uncle Master? What happened? Is the little fairy here?"
This young Taoist priest is none other than someone else.
It is none other than the contemporary headmaster of Qingcheng Mountain, Taoist Sword Immortal Zhao Yuzhen.
"Little fairy...ahem!"
When the old Taoist priest heard this, he was speechless for a while.
He, the nephew of his master, is a genius. He started practicing swordsmanship at the age of seven, became a first-class swordsman at the age of ten, became a master at the age of fifteen, and became a swordsman at the age of nineteen. He can be called an eternal genius.
But it’s dumbfounding.
Ever since he met Xueyue Sword Immortal Li Hanyi that year, he had become distracted. In addition to planting peaches, he would just wait for the little fairy to come.
"Sixth Elder Yu Canghai was killed."
When the old Taoist priest told this important matter, he thought that Zhao Yuzhen would be furious. After all, he was the headmaster of Qingcheng Mountain, so he would be slapped hard in the face.
But Zhao Yuzhen said calmly:
"Sixth Elder Yu Canghai? That ignorant Sixth Elder?"
"Yu Zhen? Aren't you surprised? Aren't you angry?"
The old Taoist priest looked at Zhao Yuzhen in shock. Yu Canghai was killed, but he didn't react at all.
surprise? anger?
Why be surprised? Why be angry?
Just listen to Zhao Yuzhen calmly say:
"Uncle Master, we are Taoist cultivators who have no worries. We look down upon life and death and would not be surprised if the sky fell. Besides, people are mortal, so why should you make a fuss? It has messed up the Taoist mind."
"Well... I'm too small."
The old Taoist priest nodded a little ashamedly.
