Taoist Priest Chongxu inserted his long sword into the scabbard on his back and said, "Little brother, let's go over there and talk." He pointed to a quiet place dozens of feet away.
Ling Jing nodded and followed Taoist Priest Chongxu into the bushes.
After walking dozens of feet, they came to the forest. Taoist priest Chongxu sat down on a big rock next to a tree, pointed to a stone slab opposite, and said with a smile: "Little brother, please sit down."
Ling Jing sat on the stone slab and thought to himself, Taoist Master Chongxu is the contemporary head of the Wudang Sect and has always been on good terms with the Shaolin Temple. He came to me this time just to persuade me not to go to the Shaolin Temple to cause trouble, so as to avoid a mess.
Bloody disaster.
"Brother Ling, I see that you were riding north by yourself earlier. It seems that you were not traveling with these heretical friends. But are you also going to Shaolin Temple?"
Taoist Priest Chongxu looked at Ling Jing and asked with burning eyes.
Ling Jing nodded and said with a smile: "The Taoist priest has a keen eye, and this junior is going to the Shaolin Temple."
Taoist Master Chongxu sighed when he heard this, and said in deep thought: "I know that your trip to the north must be for Miss Ren of the Demon Sect." A look of regret appeared on his face, and he said: "Please forgive me for talking too much, little brother, martial arts
You are so high and your swordsmanship is deep enough to start a sect, so why indulge in women and delay your future. With your martial arts talents, it must be easy to get ahead in the martial arts world."
Ling Jing smiled noncommittally and said lightly: "If you receive a drop of kindness from someone, you should repay it with a spring of water. What's more, my confidante was trapped in the Shaolin Temple just to save me. If I don't save her, what will happen to her?"
Will the president still think highly of me?"
Taoist Master Chongxu shook his head and said with a smile: "Though it is true, Miss Ren killed several disciples of the Shaolin and Kunlun sects, and caused trouble in the world, causing harm to the world. Master Fang Zheng imprisoned her not to retaliate against the sect's personal grudges. In fact,
It’s out of a bodhisattva heart that brings benefits to fellow warriors. How can a little brother with such a good character and martial arts skills not be worthy of a lady from a well-known family? Why should he be unable to let go of this demonic witch, thereby ruining his reputation and ruining his own future.”
Ling Jing laughed and asked: "Taoist Master, do you know what kind of reputation this junior has in the world?"
Taoist Priest Chongxu paused after hearing this, thinking of all the rumors in the world in recent years, and said with a wry smile: "Mr. Yue is modest in appearance, but he is not very generous. My little brother can win the favor of Mr. Mengfeng and accept him as his disciple.
Naturally, his character is also affirmed by Mr. Feng."
"Thank you for the compliment, senior." Ling Jing clasped his fists and smiled. He had never thought much of the word "reputation", and now he didn't have a good reputation in the world, so he had no future.
Seeing his indifferent expression, Taoist Chongxu shook his head helplessly, thinking to himself, this young man is not very old, but he sees these false names and rights very clearly. He is really a talent that can be made, but if he is
That demon sect's enchantress delayed me, and I lost a great helper in my righteous path.
After pondering for a moment, his expression moved slightly, and he suddenly smiled and said: "Little brother, although Lao Chan and the Huashan Sect have little contact, Mr. Yue must give Lao Chan some face. If you follow my advice, Lao Chan and the abbot of Shaolin Temple will pat their chests together to guarantee that,
I ask you to return to the Huashan sect. Can you trust me?"
Ling Jing looked at Taoist Priest Chongxu with strange eyes, thinking that this Taoist priest might have misjudged him. He had long since thought nothing of the Huashan sect, so how could he return to the sect?
"Thank you for your trouble, senior." Ling Jing stood up and said with a smile: "But this junior has never considered this matter." After a pause, he saw that Taoist Chongxu's face was full of surprise and disappointment, and he also meant
He said with a deep smile: "If Uncle Feng Taishi is willing to return to the Huashan sect one day, maybe the younger generation will also get back on good terms with the Huashan sect."
Taoist Priest Chongxu was extremely disappointed when he heard what he said. Feng Qingyang was a famous figure in the Sword Sect. When the two Sword Qi sects fought a life-and-death battle on Yunv Peak in Huashan Mountain, how could they, the older generation of masters, not do it?
Knowing the details, if you want Feng Qingyang to return to Huashan, it is possible unless the Sword Sect regains the position of leader.
He was really shocked. He never expected that this little brother would be so incompatible with the Huashan Qi Sect. What he just said clearly meant that there was no way he would ever return to the Huashan Qi Sect.
Taoist Chongxu let out a long sigh, but Ling Jing clasped his fists and saluted, saying: "I have benefited a lot from listening to the teachings of my seniors today. However, I am pressed for time and have no time to talk to my seniors anymore. Please forgive me and take my leave."
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Turned around and walked out of the woods.
Taoist priest Chongxu sat cross-legged under the tree, looking at Ling Jing's back, with an expression of disappointment and regret on his face.
Ling Jing walked out of the woods, but his heart was really ups and downs. Today he saw the Wudang leader's swordsmanship and martial arts, and he knew that the world is huge and there are definitely more people with strong martial arts skills than he imagined.
Moreover, just being the head of the Wudang Sect almost forced him to do nothing. So how should he deal with Master Fang Zheng, whose skill is still higher than that of Taoist Master Chongxu?
Slowly walked towards Ji Wushi and the other three people. When he looked up, he saw dense crowds of people all around. There were countless people. He couldn't help but think that these people only knew that the person imprisoned in the Shaolin Temple was Yingying.
Regardless of their lives, they went up the mountain to save people, but if they finally found out that they had made a mistake and caused chaos, how would they clean up?
For a moment, Ling Jing was a little upset, but there were hundreds of people in the group led by Ji Wu Shi. So in the future, when powerful people from all over the world gathered in one place, wouldn't there be tens of thousands of people?
With so many people, even if they capture a city, it is more than enough. If they attack the Shaolin Temple, there will be a river of blood.
It's not that he has a compassionate heart, but the Shaolin Temple is kind to him. If the five Shaolin monks' true energy hadn't suppressed the "Hidden Dragon Sword Qi", I'm afraid it would be difficult for him to be able to practice "Star Absorbing".
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After walking a few steps, Ji Wushi, the old man, and Zu Qianqiu came forward, bowed and said, "Sir, you've come out." After asking, they stood beside Ling Jing in a very polite manner, as if they were waiting for him.
Waiting for his dispatch.
Ling Jing nodded and said with a headache: "Are you planning to attack the Shaolin Temple together on December 15th to welcome Yingying down the mountain?"
Ji Wushi and the other two looked at each other and said, "Yes, sir, it's not just us. Now our comrades from all over the country are rushing to Henan. Our group of people is relatively small."
"Isn't that small?" Ling Jing suddenly couldn't laugh or cry, and said, "Where are you going to meet?"
Ji Wushi smiled and said: "Master Qi, if we walk a hundred miles away, the troops gathered by Gang Leader Huang and others will be the first to come over to meet us. Once we pass through Hubei and enter Henan, other groups of troops will come one after another.
Join us."
"Huang Boliu?" Ling Jing frowned, he was quite impressed by the leader of the Haisha Gang.
Ji Wushi nodded, and then asked thoughtfully: "Sir, since you are going to Shaolin Temple to rescue the holy aunt, why not come with us? You also know that our group is actually just a bunch of rabble.
, but no one is willing to submit to anyone. If there is no one with strong martial arts skills and intelligence to lead us, I am afraid that we will really become a piece of loose sand."
The old man and Zu Qianqiu nodded in agreement. They thought that the three of them had finally defeated dozens of left-handed masters in the past few days before grabbing the leadership position of this small group of people. But in the future, when they arrived in Henan
Within the territory, people from all over the country gathered together. With the martial arts of the three of them, there is nothing I can do to defeat these many masters.
"Sir, everyone in the world now knows that you have a close friendship with the Holy Aunt. It is only natural that you should be the commander-in-chief. No one dares to say a word." Zu Qianqiu said slowly: "Furthermore,
With the young master’s martial arts skills and swordsmanship, even if there is a competition to win the commander-in-chief, who can withstand the young master’s sword?”
Ling Jing raised his head and glanced at the three people, and said calmly: "I am not interested in this position of commander, but" his eyes swept over the three people and suddenly stopped on Ji Wushi.
Ji Wushi was immediately at a loss and said, "My lord, my lord, do you have anything to tell me?"
Ling Jing smiled meaningfully, nodded, and said: "Yes. Although I don't want to be the commander-in-chief, you must grab it."
It is indeed difficult for him to break into the Shaolin Temple alone, but with the help of these heroes, it will be much easier to do it by himself. However, he does not want to lead this large group of people to directly attack Shaolin. Many times, it is better to do it alone.
good.
Ji Wushi was shocked and said: "Master, are you kidding me?" With his martial arts, although he can be regarded as a first-class figure in the world, there are more than a hundred masters rushing to Shaolin this time.
I have no confidence that I can defeat these many people with my own skills.
"Do you think I'm joking?" Ling Jing looked at him with a half-smile but not a smile. In fact, he had two candidates for the position of commander in mind. One was Wu Shi. This man was resourceful and resourceful, although his martial arts skills were not considered.
The top candidate, but when it comes to commanding the overall situation and making plans, no one can match him. This second candidate is Zhu Xu from the Bai Yao Sect. This person's martial arts and poison skills are both extraordinary. It is expected that among the troops in this operation
, can definitely be ranked among the top five.
However, since Ji Wushi was encountered first, he would naturally be given priority for this position.
Ji Wushi smiled bitterly, but he did not dare to disobey Ling Jing's wishes. He bowed his head to the end and said, "It all depends on the master's orders."
Seeing his reluctance, Ling Jing immediately patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "Don't be so listless. If I say you should be the commander-in-chief, then you should be the one."
Ji Wushi still lacked confidence and said helplessly: "Sir, if Ji Wushi cannot resist and makes a fool of himself, you can't just sit back and watch."
The old man and Zu Qianqiu laughed, Ling Jing nodded and said with a smile: "Don't worry. This position of commander-in-chief will never escape your grasp." To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
