Ling Jing drove a few miles down the mountain without stopping, when he saw a temple in front of him, with the words "White Horse Temple" written above the temple door.
He looked at the temple with a thoughtful expression on his face. If the original plot was to follow, Ning Zhongze and others should be waiting for the return of Yue Buqun and Yue Lingshan in the White Horse Temple.
He regained his strength and fell into the temple. He saw that the temple was extremely quiet, several bonfires had long been burned out, and there was no trace of horses, carriages and other things.
At this time, he took a few steps closer and squeezed the embers of the bonfire in his hands. He felt that it was extremely cold and there was no warmth at all. It was obvious that everyone who had rested here had already left.
He couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in his heart, and secretly sighed: "Yue Buqun is really a smart person. For a moment of confusion, the Songshan sect has already laid a dragnet on the road. If you rush on the road in such a hurry, don't you put everyone on the road to death?"
Push?"
It's just that now his fourth main mission is to help the Huashan Sect overcome difficulties, and Ning Zhongze, Yue Lingshan and others are still among this group of people, so how can he stand aside and watch.
Without waiting any longer, he hurriedly performed Qinggong and left the "White Horse Temple". Knowing that Yue Buqun and others were going to Mount Song to seek comment from Zuo Lengchan, they pursued them all the way east.
While Ling Jing was chasing Yue Buqun and others anxiously, Yue Buqun and his wife had already brought all the disciples to the "Yao Wang Temple". At this time, they saw layers of dark clouds approaching outside the temple, and the cold
The wind is blowing, and there is obviously a tendency of heavy rain.
Ning Zhong looked at the bad weather and said thankfully: "Fortunately there is a ruined temple here, otherwise we would have had to get wet in the rain."
Yue Buqun nodded and looked out the window without knowing what he was thinking, but Yue Lingshan seemed a little distracted as she followed her parents.
Ning Zhong naturally knew his daughter very well. He glanced at her and frowned: "Shan'er, I saw that you were a little distracted along the way, but what's on your mind?"
Yue Lingshan's pretty face turned pale, her body trembled, and she suddenly knelt down on the ground and said: "Dad, my daughter secretly took your "Zixia Secret Book" and gave it to senior brother."
Yue Buqun suddenly turned around and said angrily: "Nonsense! This "Zixia Secret Book" is the treasure of our Huashan Qi Sect. If anything goes wrong, can you afford it?"
His right fist was clenched tightly, obviously very angry.
Yue Lingshan has been feeling anxious since she stole the "Zixia Secret Book". She knew that the secret book was in her father's heart and was probably more important than her own life. She stole the secret book by herself. Although she only wanted to save her senior brother's life, she still felt that in her heart
But he was always in a panic.
At this time, he saw his father getting angry again, so he hurriedly explained: "My daughter is just afraid that the senior brother will be too seriously injured, so... I also ask for forgiveness from my father."
The anger in Yue Buqun's brows flashed away, and then he sighed and said: "That's it, that's it."
Ning Zhongze comforted him at this time: "Senior brother, Chong'er has always been a sensible child. Sooner or later, he will return the original secret book. Besides, in addition to teaching your magical skills to Chong'er, do you also want to pass it on to others?
"
Yue Buqun smiled slightly when he heard the words, and felt that what the lady said was indeed reasonable, but he still had no good expression towards Yue Lingshan, and said in a deep voice: "Shan'er, you have become more and more bold recently. It seems that dad is really
I am too indulgent to you."
Seeing that her father's expression had finally improved, Yue Lingshan hurriedly stuck out her tongue and said, "My daughter knows she was wrong."
A family of three were talking here, when suddenly there was a sound of horse hooves outside the temple, and there were about ten horses galloping along the road.
Yue Buqun immediately made a silence gesture to his wife and daughter, and then looked outside the temple. He saw more than ten black figures on horseback galloping past the temple, gradually heading southeast, and he couldn't help but relax.
tone.
He now felt like there was a lot of noise, and the grass and trees were all under attack. Suddenly, he encountered these dozen people riding at night so late at night, so he naturally became wary.
Now that I see them walking away, I realize that I just had a false alarm.
However, just a moment later, Yue Buqun's face suddenly darkened again. He heard the sound of horse hoofbeats coming back and forth. After arriving outside the temple, more than ten riders tightened their reins and lined up outside the temple.
When everyone in the temple saw this battle, they couldn't help but clenched their swords. Although Yue Buqun didn't know where these people came from, since these people dared to visit at this time, they probably didn't have any good intentions, so they immediately paid attention.
stand up.
At this time, a voice outside the temple was heard saying loudly: "Mr. Yue from Huashan School is in the temple. I have something to ask for advice."
At this time, Yue Buqun walked to the front of the disciples. He raised his eyes and looked at the many figures outside the temple. He saw that these people were all wearing black scarves and black night clothes. Only a pair of tricks were exposed on their faces. Obviously
I don't want anyone to see my true face.
Although Yue Buqun couldn't see where these people came from, he saw that these fifteen people had piercing eyes and exposed their bodies. They were obviously masters with extremely high internal strength. He felt a shiver in his heart at that moment. He didn't know when he had returned.
Encountered this enemy.
I just heard him say loudly: "I wonder how many of my friends have their surnames?"
The leader laughed and said: "Master Yue, we are just unknown people, let alone our humble names. It's just that brothers heard a few days ago that you obtained the Lin family's "Evil Sword Manual". Your Huashan sect has profound martial arts and sword
Fa Gaoming naturally disdains the "Evil Sword Manual", so please forgive me brothers for being bold and come here to borrow the "Evil Sword Manual" from Master Yue for a look."
After he finished speaking, he laughed heartily, and the other fourteen people also laughed. The laughter circled around the ruined temple and lasted for a long time. It was obvious that they had exerted their superior internal strength through laughter.
Yue Buqun and his wife's expressions darkened, knowing that these people would be very troublesome, and they might not be able to stop them.
Yue Buqun smiled slightly at this time and said: "Your Majesty, you are joking. You are all famous figures in the martial arts world. How can you be so humble as a nobody? Yue has never lied. The Lin family's "Evil Sword Manual" is not with us."
He was lucky enough to say these few words of Zixia, amid the laughter of more than ten people outside the temple. No one inside or outside the temple could not hear him clearly. He said it in an understatement, unlike his usual conversation.
There is no difference, and it seems far more natural than talking loudly through human power.
I heard another person say roughly: "You claim you are not here, but where have you been?"
Yue Buqun said: "Why do you ask this?" The man said: "The world's affairs are in the hands of the people." Yue Buqun sneered and did not answer.
The man said loudly: "Yue, are you going to hand it over? Don't be toasted or fined with wine. If you don't hand it over, we will have to use violence and come in to search."
Mrs. Yue whispered: "Female disciples stand together, back to back, male disciples, draw your swords!" There was a swishing sound, and everyone drew their swords.
