Ye Cheng, who was on the road again, sped towards Luoyang, hoping to reach Shaolin before the war broke out.
On the official road leading to Luoyang, there are no more Shaolin disciples. They may have rushed back to the mountain gate. After all, facing such an opportunity is the best time to gain reputation, so of course they will not miss it.
After galloping along the official road, they finally arrived at Luoyang City at nightfall. At this moment, Ye Cheng had no intention of admiring the scenery of Luoyang. After taking a short rest, he set off again. His injuries during the day were basically better.
8. With the improvement of strength, the recovery speed of some internal injuries has slowed down.
Luoyang and Chang'an are both huge cities, and there weren't many people on the wide east-west avenue at this time. Thinking about it, they might all have gone to Shaolin to wait to make a fortune.
The gate of Shaolin is located among the mountains hundreds of miles southeast of Luoyang City. Apart from the huge buildings, it also has a bit of a sense of being surrounded by people and isolated from the world.
Ye Cheng did not follow the high road this time. After all, he had many enemies here. At this moment, he changed his appearance and showed himself with a scarred face to reduce unnecessary trouble.
The path in the mountains is already difficult to walk, and it is even more difficult in the dark night. At this moment, Ye Cheng is like a ghost in the night, galloping quickly without even touching the ground. It has been so long without even realizing it.
, his Nine Spiral Shadows have reached the fourth level.
Although the Spiral Nine Shadows, which belongs to the category of unique skills, does not have corresponding physical stimulation, but with the blessing of the authentic Buddhist Arahant Kung Fu, it still has a terrifying momentum. When activated with all its strength, it seems to be walking on the wind, quite like a ghost in the mountains.
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The gate of the Shaolin sect is located in Shaoshi Mountain in Zhongyue Songshan Mountain. Although they are in the same mountain range as Zhongyue Songshan Mountain, they are hundreds of miles apart. The mountains are so dangerous that they seem like two different worlds.
Ye Cheng climbed to the top of a mountain and looked up. He could already see Shaoshi Mountain. There was even more fire inside the Shaolin Mountain Gate. This surprised him and made him confused. He secretly thought that although there were many masters among these thousands of people,
It is impossible to capture the thousand-year-old temple so quickly, fly down the mountain immediately, use all the Qinggong to gallop towards the Shaolin Mountain Gate.
Although the terrain in the mountains was complicated, it still did not have much impact on Ye Cheng Zaocheng. However, when he was near the Shaolin Mountain Gate, it seemed unusually quiet, which made him feel a little confused.
He suddenly stopped and stood quietly behind a boulder, quietly listening to the movement around him. Although it was dark and unable to see, he still vaguely felt that the surroundings were unusually quiet.
After calming down, his eyes suddenly became clear, even reflecting the stars in the night sky. After entering the realm of his true self, he immediately discovered a clue.
That kind of body becomes a bridge between heaven and earth, a medium that connects the physical body, soul, and the outside world. Suddenly, the entire consciousness seems to be connected with heaven and earth. The feeling is so mysterious that it cannot be understood by outsiders.
After the whole world became clear, he clearly noticed something incongruous. A faint breath was constantly stirring about ten feet away to his right. It seemed that he was trying his best to suppress it, but the bloodthirsty smell was still there.
Not reduced at all.
Ye Cheng restrained his breath, sealed every acupuncture point and pore, and managed to control himself easily, like a stone in the mountain, completely silent.
He moved slightly and looked through the rocks to a mountain col below. He was surprised when he saw that there were hundreds of subordinates lurking in the small col. Moreover, the skills of these people were not weak, and they could tell who they were by their aura.
perhaps.
The distance between the two parties was only three to four feet. From the clothes of these people, you could tell that they were basically Shaolin disciples, but from their low-pitched conversations, you could tell that they were Shaolin players.
After listening quietly for a while, Ye Cheng already knew the general situation. These people were waiting to ambush Linghu Chong and others on the mountain. It turned out that there was no one in the Shaolin Mountain Gate at this moment. It was simply an empty city plan.
Close the door and beat the dog.
This time, even the Wuyue Sword Sect and Qingcheng sent people out to help Shaolin eradicate this evil heretic.
The Shaolin people had packed up all the valuables in the mountain gate a few days ago, and they were protected by various secret passages, so there was no need to worry about anything being stolen.
The number of players in this operation is extremely large. In addition to the small team here, there are dozens of groups guarding at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, and there is also an elite sect. Although the number is smaller, they are all
Quite a good player.
Ye Cheng quietly retreated. At this moment, he understood the whole story of this incident. He secretly thought that Linghu Chong was too careless. He didn't expect to fall into their trap so easily. Thousands of people were on the mountain at the moment.
Not only do they have no food or drink, but they also have to face possible sneak attacks at any time, making it even more dangerous.
"It seems I have to go up the mountain quickly and let them think of countermeasures, otherwise it will be too late by the time they react!"
This time, Ye Cheng didn't stop for a moment and ran up the trail. When he encountered a steep cliff, he simply climbed up with bare hands. Under the power of the Spiral Nine Shadows, it was even easier.
This sentence is true at all. When Ye Cheng climbed up the Shaolin Mountain Gate, he was exhausted to death, and the energy consumption in his body was also quite huge. He turned around and looked down the mountain with some admiration.
You can climb up such a steep mountain, but if you are not careful, you will be shattered to pieces.
Although he was outside the mountain gate, Ye Cheng could already hear the noise and bustle in the temple halls, and could not hear what they were shouting at all.
This was the first time Ye Cheng came to Shaolin. Even though it was night, the aura of the thousand-year-old ancient temple still shocked his mind. Every brick and tile has a thousand-year history, and he can feel the thousands of years from them.
The breath, the feeling is thrilling.
Ye Cheng, who was still in the realm of his true self, felt the power of heaven and earth the moment he stepped into the mountain gate. It was constantly gathering here, and here, he seemed to be able to feel the power of heaven and earth more easily.
, that kind of trace that is close to Tao.
Slowly walking into the mountain gate, a series of simple-looking Buddha statues are entrenched in the temple. In the eyes of ordinary people, they are like dead things, but in Ye Cheng's eyes, these giant Buddhas are basically alive.
When he came over, he was greeted by a strong Buddhist aura that shocked his mind even more, and even the true energy in his body began to flow rapidly.
This feeling is unprecedented. The rapid flow of Qi is much faster than when I practiced in the past. It is very comfortable and enjoyable.
Passing through a giant Buddha sculpture, looking at the crowd of people resting on a pagoda, I couldn't help but shake my head secretly. These people are really a mob. Not only are there no one watching, but they are not even alert at all. If it were a master at the foot of the mountain at this moment,
A hail of arrows is enough to cause great damage to them.
While shaking his head, a voice suddenly sounded, shouting: "Who is that? Sneaky, come out!"
This shout immediately caused many people to turn their heads and stare closely at the dark place where Ye Cheng was hiding, tense and tense.
The speaker was a thin little man, walking through the crowd, jumping over like a monkey, his movements extremely fast.
Ye Cheng slowly walked out of the darkness and said in a deep voice: "I am friends with Linghu Chong. If there is something urgent, I want to see him. I don't know which friend can help inform me!"
The little thin man looked around Ye Cheng and snorted coldly: "I don't think you are a good person. Tell me quickly if you are a spy sent by Shaolin, or I will tear you apart!"
The people around him immediately pointed their swords at Ye Cheng. Most of these people were not on the right path and were full of murderous intent. Some of them were evil.
Ye Cheng had no choice but to say: "This friend, I am really not a spy. I have known Master Linghu Chong for a long time. If you don't believe me, just take me to see him!"
After a while, a short fat man with a funny hairstyle ran over from the other side. Like the first thin man, he circled around him twice and shook his head and said: "No matter how you look at it, you think he is a spy. He must be trying to borrow money."
We need to take the opportunity to get close to Leader Linghu, and then take the opportunity to assassinate him, or we have to capture him!"
While speaking, four more people rushed out from the crowd. Ye Cheng almost laughed when he saw it. These six people all had the same hairstyle. They were extremely ugly. The only thing that was good was their skills. They should be good.
Top notch level.
These six people started shouting at each other, just like eighteen ducks, and their tone and way of talking were even more ridiculous. After a while, they actually changed the topic to other topics and completely forgot about it.
Why did they come before?
Ye Cheng smiled helplessly and wondered where these living treasures came from. Although his skills were good, his brain might be a little abnormal.
Just when he was about to go in, there was a commotion in the crowd, and a road separated, and a man who looked like a down-and-out scholar came over. His clothes were a little shabby, holding a broken fan in one hand, and walked over with a dull look in his eyes.
, said in a deep voice: "Why are you six guys making such a fuss here? Master Linghu said, don't make such a fuss!"
The six living treasures ignored him at all and kept shouting. Ye Cheng had no choice but to walk over, clasping his fists and saying, "I am a friend of Linghu Chong. If you have anything to discuss with him, please invite this old gentleman."
Lead the way!"
The down-and-out scholar nodded without any doubt and said: "Then let's go in with me!"
Before the two of them had taken a few steps, they heard the six living treasures saying in unison: "We can't get in. What if he sends a spy to assassinate the leader of the Linghu Alliance?"
The down-and-out scholar said impatiently: "You six can't kill Mr. Linghu, how can he do this!"
"Old boy, what you said makes sense. We can't kill him, so naturally no one can kill Linghu Chong!" said the little man among the six.
The short fat man nodded and said: "I told you that I am the most powerful, but you still don't believe it!"
The others immediately retorted and started arguing again, while the people who had been surrounding them immediately moved away with expressions of disgust and fear on their faces.
The down-and-out scholar continued to lead Ye Cheng in, and said with a smile: "Don't pay attention to that crazy guy! Linghu Chongzi is under the tower over there. He said he wanted to be quiet for a while, so you go!"
Ye Cheng nodded and said softly: "Thank you sir for leading the way, thank you for your work!"
After saying that, he followed the scholar's direction and walked over. What he saw was a confused Linghu Chong. He also had a bottle of wine in his hand. After a while, he took a sip and then sighed slightly.
