I am quite satisfied with the martial arts Jiang Yang obtained in the current copy.
It's just that he exchanged all the Yin-Yang coins and Yin-Yang values to improve his martial arts, and now Jiang Yang has become a penniless pauper again.
"I hope the dungeon rewards will be more generous this time."
Jiang Yang thought about it and found a stone to sit on.
"Name: Jiangyang"
"Age:18"
"Identity:2"
"Yin Yang Coin: 18000"
"Yin and Yang value: 20000"
"Sacred Object of Yin and Yang: Tang Dao (Level A)"
Although the Yin Yang coins and Yin Yang value are gone, it is still a good deal overall.
"Let's go up the mountain and have a look."
Jiang Yang was confident that he had several peerless martial arts skills to defend himself. He climbed up and walked straight towards the foot of Zhongnan Mountain.
"Listen to the man in front, Zhongnan Mountain now prohibits outsiders from entering and exiting at will."
As soon as he arrived at the foot of the mountain, Jiang Yang was stopped by a group of Taoist-looking people.
The leading Taoist was none other than Zhao Zhijing, after he reported that a flower picker had slipped into the Quanzhen Sect.
Qiu Chuji asked him to lead his disciples to the foot of the mountain to guard various intersections.
No idlers are allowed in or out of Zhongnan Mountain.
It happened that at this time, I saw a strange-looking man in strange clothes.
Zhao Zhijing immediately shouted to Jiang Yang: "Get out of here quickly, I will teach Zhao Zhijing from Quanzhen."
Hearing the name, Jiang Yang looked at the other person one more time.
Haha, Yin Zhiping was killed by me, so what about Zhao Zhijing?
Jiang Yang felt contempt in his heart. He knew Zhao Zhijing's character very well, so he asked him to stop and go down the mountain.
Jiang Yang didn't look down on him, but kept walking forward: "Zhongnan Mountain doesn't belong to your family, I'm going up today, what's wrong!"
"Who the hell is my Tao? It turns out that he is just a young boy."
After Zhao Zhijing saw Jiang Yang's appearance thoroughly, he laughed contemptuously, obviously looking down on Jiang Yang.
After looking at Jiang Yang, a Taoist priest behind him said to Zhao Zhijing: "Senior Brother Zhao, look at this guy's weird clothes and half-covered face, could he be..."
Later, the Taoist priest did not continue talking.
However, Zhao Zhijing rolled his eyes and nodded: "Yes, this guy is weird. Let's take it back first and then talk about it!"
"Whoosh!"
As Zhao Zhijing finished speaking, everyone drew their seven-foot long swords from their backs, and then divided up to surround Jiang Yang.
"Boy, you are acting suspiciously. Could it be that flower picker Xiao Zhetian? Or his accomplice?"
"What kind of flower-picking thieves are you, Quanzhen Cult, so unreasonable? After all, I'm a guest from afar, and you don't even give me a drink of tea, but you want to catch me?"
"Stop talking nonsense. If you are innocent, our Quanzhen Sect will naturally let you go in the future."
"Bah! You want to catch me? No way!"
Jiang Yang said and jumped directly to the other side.
"Catch him, don't let him escape, send the signal quickly!"
Zhao Zhijing saw Jiang Yang jumping out of the siege and shouted hurriedly.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
Several sounds of flying monkeys were heard, and before Jiang Yang could go far, more than a dozen Quanzhen disciples rushed towards him.
"Catch him, he is the flower-picking thief Xiao Zhetian."
Zhao Zhijing shouted to the crowd, and everyone gathered around and drew their swords.
"Damn it, I didn't want to deal with these little characters, but you have to force me to take action!"
Jiang Yang had no choice but to be blocked by people from the Quanzhen Sect on both sides.
"Set up the formation! Take down the flower picker!"
Zhao Zhijing was directing from behind, and his voice was the loudest, roaring until his throat was almost torn.
"You damn Zhao Zhijing!"
Jiang Yang cursed secretly and used his powerful Vajra Palm to repel those who came close to him one by one.
"What a good boy, how dare you resist."
"Senior Brother Zhao, something is wrong. Have you noticed that his skills seem to come from Shaolin?"
Someone in the crowd said.
"From Shaolin?"
"How is that possible? Shaolin Temple is a holy place for Buddhism. How could it teach a flower-picking thief who does all kinds of evil?"
Zhao Zhijing pouted at the man, "Listen, Quanzhen disciples, this man is definitely a flower-picking thief. Anyone who catches him will have done a great job."
After Jiang Yang repelled more than ten people one after another, he heard Zhao Zhijing inciting him wildly and setting the pace again.
He immediately touched the ground with his toes, then aimed at Zhao Zhijing and rushed forward.
"Stop him quickly!"
When Zhao Zhijing discovered Jiang Yang's intention for the first time, he immediately shouted loudly.
However, he still underestimated Jiang Yang's speed.
As soon as he finished shouting, the next second, Jiang Yang rushed behind him.
Then, Zhao Zhijing's shoulders were firmly grasped by Jiang Yang.
"If you don't want to die, let them retreat!"
Zhao Zhijing was restrained by Jiang Yang and could not move at all. He was so frightened that he nodded repeatedly.
"All, all stand down!"
"Senior Brother Zhao, don't be afraid. There are many of us, and the flower-picking thief is just one person. He will never dare to hurt you."
Someone in the crowd responded loudly.
"You, your back hurts when you stand and talk, and it's not like you get caught, just get out of the way."
Zhao Zhijing was almost crying, and he had scolded Jiang Yang and his eighteen generations of ancestors in his heart.
Jiang Yang held Zhao Zhijing hostage and retreated to a mountain before letting him go.
"Go back and tell the Quanzhen Seventh Son that your Quanzhen Sect is vulnerable!"
After saying that, Jiang Yang struck Zhao Zhijing on the back with a palm.
Then he jumped and disappeared into the forest.
It was not because Jiang Yang was defeated and wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but because Jiang Yang heard from Liu Ruyan that he had discovered traces of the Ancient Tomb Sect.
This is one of the purposes of Jiang Yang's coming here.
Although the Tomb Sect does not officially appear in Condor Shooting, it does not mean that it does not exist.
Combining Wang Chongyang's memories with the subsequent plot of the Divine Condor, we can see that the Tomb Sect actually existed during the time of the Condor Shooting.
Just like Shaolin Temple, it is also a good place to learn martial arts secrets.
It was here that Yang Guo and Xiao Longnu learned a small part of the Nine Yin Scriptures left by Wang Chongyang by chance.
And Jiang Yang came here just for it.
Jiang Yang had already told Uncle Chen and Liu Ruyan about looking for the Ancient Tomb Sect on the way.
He wanted to use the unique abilities of Uncle Chen and Liu Ruyan as ghosts to help him avoid detours.
As expected, Liu Ruyan discovered the trace.
Liu Ruyan said that there was a gloomy atmosphere on the mountain, and it must be the Tomb Sect.
Uncle Chen also agreed and said that it smelled like dead people.
Jiang Yang was naturally convinced, and quickly came to a hidden cave through the guidance of the two men.
"Right inside!"
Liu Ruyan said affirmatively.
But Jiang Yang had only taken two steps when suddenly a woman jumped out from one side.
Jiang Yang's eyes instantly went straight when he saw this woman.
"If this isn't Xiao Longnu, then it should be Huang Rong, right?"
"Peng Lianhu and the others said that Huang Rong was in Zhongnan Mountain."
Jiang Yang stared at the woman in front of him in shock, and was stunned for a moment.
And this woman was none other than Huang Rong, who was searching everywhere for the flower-picking thief Xiao Zhetian.
Through the power of insight, Jiang Yang has learned the identity of the other party.
Just about to speak.
Huang Rong, on the other hand, pointed the short stick in her hand at Jiang Yang: "I recognize your clothes, you are the flower picker Xiao Zhetian who wanted to take advantage of me back then."
