"Bang!"
With a muffled sound, Ding Chunqiu vomited blood and flew out backwards.
Unexpectedly, in less than an hour, Lu Qingyun's cultivation level surpassed his.
Before his body could hit the ground, Ding Chunqiu slapped the ground with both palms and ran away desperately.
Lu Qingyun didn't allow him to escape, and chased him out in a flash.
Both of them are in the later stages of Grandmaster cultivation and can run extremely fast.
After chasing and escaping, I didn't realize that I was a hundred miles away.
After leaving the mountains, a town appeared ahead.
Ding Chunqiu was overjoyed. He rushed in, grabbed a rag and wrapped it around his head. He blended in with the crowd and fled into a house.
Lu Qingyun stopped and stood on the street, watching the people passing by, cursing in his heart, "Old Monster Ding is really a loach, he's so slippery, I chased him for hundreds of miles, but I still let him run away!"
Without Ding Chunqiu's trace, Lu Qingyun could only give up.
He retreated into the mountains, found a secret cave, and walked in.
After absorbing Wu Yazi's internal energy for more than thirty years, it has not yet been fully refined. Lu Qingyun plans to practice in seclusion here, and after absorbing it all, set off for Xinyang.
Lu Qingyun sat cross-legged in the cave and used the Nine Yang Divine Art. After the Nine Yang True Qi in his body filled his body, he swallowed up Wu Yazi's internal energy bit by bit.
As soon as Su Xinghe died, all the martial arts factions who came to Zhenlong chess game left one after another.
As everyone left, the valley fell silent.
The mountain wind blows the pine leaves, making waves of pine waves.
Jiumozhi, the master of the Tubo Kingdom, made a Buddhist salute to the eight friends of Hangu with a smile, "Everyone, I express my condolences. I will take my leave, little monk."
"The master of the family has been killed, and we have no intention of entertaining him. Please do as he pleases, the master of the country."
"Amitabha."
Jiumozhi's figure disappeared in a flash.
Duan Yanqing didn't want to stay any longer. He wanted to go back to Xixia to recruit good men to deal with Duan Zhengchun's trouble. At the turning point, people flew up to the pine branches like bats.
Xu Zhu walked out of the cave and came to the clearing in the valley. When he saw Xuan Nan lying on the ground lifeless, he felt sad in his heart.
"Who harmed Grand Master Xuannan?"
"That devil Lu Qingyun shocked Uncle Xuannan to death with one palm."
The Shaolin disciple said loudly and indignantly.
"Unlikely?"
Xu Zhu carefully observed Xuan Nan's death. The expression on his face was exactly the same as that of the dead Su Xinghe. He strongly suspected that Ding Chunqiu did it.
Then he said to Xue Muhua: "Mr. Xue, please go and see my uncle Xuannan."
"Yes, Uncle Master."
Xue Muhua put his fingers on Xuannan's arm, and after probing for a long time, he said: "Master Xuannan has two internal injuries, one was injured by Ding Chunqiu, and the other palm was probably injured by Young Master Qingyun.
But these were not fatal injuries. Master Xuannan died at the hands of Sanxiao Xiaoyaosan just like the master. "
"impossible!"
Shaolin disciples do not accept this statement. Uncle Xuannan was shocked to death by Lu Qingyun's palm. They saw it with their own eyes and couldn't be wrong!
"Xu Zhu, you are also a Shaolin disciple, why do you want to defend Demon Lu?"
On Wudang Mountain, Lu Qingyun humiliated Shaolin, and these Shaolin disciples hated him very much.
No matter how the outside world evaluates him, they all believe that Lu Qingyun has entered the devil's path and is truly a big devil.
Xu Zhu said: "Senior brothers, Doctor Xue's medical skills are famous all over the world, and they are unmistakable."
The Shaolin monks bowed their heads and said nothing. One of the monks said:
"In any case, I will take Grand Master Xuannan back to Shaolin and let the elders decide on the specific matters. Xu Zhu, will you come with me?"
"Brothers, I want to stay for some time."
The affairs of the Xiaoyao Sect have not been explained clearly, so they cannot return to Shaolin with the Seven Treasure Ring.
Xu Zhu bowed to the monks.
The Shaolin monks had no intention of saying goodbye to the Eight Friends of Hangu, and walked out of the valley with the corpse in tears.
After everyone left, Kang Guangling knelt in front of Xu Zhu.
"My master was threatened by that old thief Ding Chunqiu before, and he expelled the eight of us from the master in desperation. The eight of us wandered outside and became homeless ghosts. I hope the master, uncle, has pity on me and will allow me to do so." I’m waiting to return to the Xiaoyao Sect.”
Xu Zhu knelt down quickly, pulled Kang Guangling who was kowtowing, and looked at the seven friends of Hangu who were also kneeling on the ground.
Although he did not admit that he was the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, seeing the eight friends of Hangu burst into tears, his heart softened and he said:
"Everyone, please wake up. You are disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect. Senior Su was also coerced by Ding Chunqiu. He definitely didn't really want to expel you from the disciples. Now that Mr. Su has passed away, the young monk has overstepped his bounds and allowed you to Rejoin the Xiaoyao Sect.”
"Thank you so much, Uncle Master!"
"Junior brothers, we can finally return to our sect!"
The eight friends of Hangu were so excited that they kowtowed to Xu Zhu repeatedly.
Xu Zhu looked at the Seven Treasures Ring in his hand, "Mr. Kang, how about leaving this Xiaoyao Sect Seven Treasures Ring with you for now?"
Kang Guangling waved his hand quickly, "Uncle Master, this is not possible. You can only keep the sect's gifts. In addition, Ding Chunqiu is hiding in the dark and will snatch them away all the time. Our abilities are really low..."
Xu Zhu's face was hesitant, he looked at everyone and said, "What should we do?"
Xue Muhua had an idea in his mind and smiled slightly, "Uncle Master, this Seven Treasures Ring will be kept by you for the time being. When the right time comes and we meet the right person, we will definitely ask you for the Seven Treasures Ring."
"Okay then." Xu Zhu couldn't put it off, so he had no choice but to put it back on his finger, "The young monk is in Shaolin, you can come find me at any time."
"Definitely, definitely." Xue Muhua grabbed Kang Guangling who was about to speak and kept winking.
The head master has decided to make his own decision. No matter how much he is persuaded, it is useless. We can only find a way to bring him back to the Xiaoyao sect after a while.
"Everyone, the young monk takes his leave."
Xu Zhu saluted, turned around and walked out of the valley.
One month later.
Lu Qingyun walked out of the cave.
All the true energy in Wu Yazi's body was absorbed by him, which greatly increased his skill and entered the Grandmaster realm.
Against Ding Chunqiu, he can be completely suppressed.
Now he can truly say that he is invincible below the Grand Master level!
He jumped up and stopped on the top of the tree, letting out a long roar to express his inner joy.
"Young Master Qingyun can make it easy for the old immortal to find you!"
Ding Chunqiu shook his cattail leaf fan with a smile on his face.
"Old Monster Ding, you are so courageous that you dare to come here to die alone!"
Lu Qingyun stood on the top of the tree and looked down.
"Haha, last time, Old Immortal, I made a mistake and took advantage of you, but this time it's different."
Ding Chunqiu pushed his feet hard and jumped up to the top of the tree to look at Lu Qingyun from the air.
"Then fight!"
Lu Qingyun mobilized all his internal strength and prepared to finish the battle.
As Jiuyang Zhenqi condensed, Gang Qi filled the three-foot radius of Lu Qingyun.
He drew a circle with his left hand and brought his right hand back to his chest.
Gang Qi began to condense in his right palm.
Countless pine needles rotated with the Gang Qi, forming a huge dragon head.
"Kanglong has regrets!"
