"Oh? Gang Leader Huang, let's talk about it." Ling Jing was really curious in his heart. Zhu Xu, the leader of the "Baiyao Sect", only had a relationship with him once. He couldn't figure out why he would let this person.
People admire.
Huang Boliu and others looked at each other and smiled. Zu Qianqiu said: "Young master, I don't know. We had a drink at Wu Ba Gang that day. Later, the holy aunt came. Everyone was afraid of bumping into the eldest lady, so they swarmed
They dispersed. We still have to report a crime to the young master. We left in a hurry at that time because we had no choice but to do so."
After saying that, several people in the tent clasped their fists and accused him.
Ling Jing smiled indifferently, and heard Zu Qianqiu continue: "But when we left that day, we also took away the corpses of Shangguan Feipeng and others. Later, the master of Baiyao Sect treated these corpses with us.
Interested."
The old man laughed and said: "Yes. I was thinking about these corpses, but I couldn't figure out what kind of strange poison they had been poisoned by racking my brains. In the end, even a few hairs turned white.
I can see what is going on. Thinking about it, the young master must have mastered some extraordinary poison skills, which actually made the old poison master of Bai Yao Sect helpless."
"Poison skill?" Ling Jing's eyes flashed. He only practiced the "Green Sac Corpse Sutra" poison skill. However, when he killed Shangguan Feipeng and others, he remembered that he had not used poison.
Gong is.
Could it be that my control of the toxins in my body was not perfect at that time, and the toxins from the "Qing Sang Corpse Sutra" were automatically mixed into my internal energy?
He could only think of this explanation. After all, he had just started practicing the "Qing Sang Corpse Sutra" at that time, and he had not yet been able to control the poison in his body to the point where he wanted to do whatever he wanted.
Thinking of this, he felt relieved about Zhu Xu's matter. The "Qing Sang Corpse Sutra" he practiced was made by absorbing the poison from the Poison Man.
Many masters are much more complicated. It would be strange if Zhuxu could detoxify this kind of poison.
Several people discussed in the tent for a long time, and then rested and reorganized on the grassland that day. Early the next morning, they gathered all the people and horses and continued northward.
On the road, powerful people from all walks of life continued to come to join them. After crossing Hubei, Ling Jing and his party already numbered two to three thousand people. They formed a long queue and headed for the Shaolin Temple in Songshan, Henan.
On this day, Ling Jing and others were on their way on a starry night. When the moon was at its zenith, a faint moonlight shone down and they all arrived at a wilderness in Henan.
"Brother Ji, how long will it take for us to arrive at the Shaolin Temple?"
Ling Jing was riding on a horse, and he, Ji Wushi, and others were walking at the front of the team. Behind them, there were so many people and horses that it was almost impossible to see the end. There were only a lot of people moving around, and the footsteps were scattered and chaotic.
As Ling Jing spoke, he glanced sideways at the messy team behind him and frowned slightly. Although there were many people with strong martial arts skills among these friends on the right path, they were not in the military after all and did not understand any rules. He wanted to treat them like a
It is almost impossible to lead an army to Shaolin Temple.
Ji Wushi pondered and said: "Sir, there are still six days before December 15th. At our speed, we can reach Shaolin within six days, so there shouldn't be a big problem."
Ling Jing nodded, and suddenly heard noisy sounds coming from the wilderness in front of him. He was still a few miles away, and he could already hear the noise of people, some were shouting harshly, and some were screaming.
Everyone speeded up their pace and ran. Under the moonlight, they saw a flat land surrounded by mountains. Countless people gathered in a dark mass. At a glance, there were thousands of people at least.
Thousands of people gathered in a circle, with an open space exposed in the middle, and several bonfires were lit. The firelight reflected on the faces of the surrounding heroes, and everyone's face showed excitement and eagerness to try.
In an open space in the field, a middle-aged man in a Confucian shirt stood on the right side. In front of him was a tall man wielding a sword. His muscles were bulging, and his two strong arms were covered with veins like old tree roots.
"Zhu Xu, although your "Hundred Medicine Sect" poison skills are powerful, your fist and kick skills seem to be sparse and ordinary, haha." The big man laughed loudly, put the big knife on his shoulder, and said: "I advise you
It's better to retreat obediently, as this alliance leader cannot deal with someone like you who only knows how to poison and plot."
A sneer appeared on Zhu Xu's face, and he put his hands behind his hands and said: "I naturally don't dare to covet the position of leader of the alliance. Everyone actually knows that the Holy Aunt and Young Master Ling are in love. If Young Master Ling takes over this time,
Alliance leader, only after the saint aunt is rescued in the future will she feel happy."
He snorted coldly, looked at the big man opposite, and said disdainfully: "You want to seize the position of leader of the alliance, but you just want to flatter the holy aunt in the future, so get out of here!"
The last sentence, already using his superior internal strength, made many people around him have their ears buzzing.
The face of the big man opposite him darkened, and he said gloomily: "I don't know who Mr. Ling is, and since he is not here at the moment, do you still want to take the position of leader of the alliance for him?"
Suddenly there was a clear and melodious laughter from the crowd, the voice was charming and soft, and he said: ""Ghost Blade" Li Yuanhe, you have been around the northwest all year round, and you have never heard of Mr. Ling's name, so we won't laugh at you either.
You are ignorant. But if you become the leader of this alliance, even if you bring the eldest lady down the mountain in the future, I am afraid that people will not be happy, so don’t ask for trouble."
Li Yuanhe's expression suddenly became gloomy and uncertain when he heard this. Although his name of "Ghost Sword" was loud in the northwest, the masters in the Central Plains area did not give him face, and the martial arts of the people opposite him were not good.
It's really not weak, but the various threads of the "Hundred Medicine Sect" alone are very difficult to deal with.
Although he had spoken lightly before, he was very wary of this person.
"Who said I'm not here!"
At this moment, a clear voice suddenly came from outside the crowd. The voice was neither loud nor quiet, but it passed into everyone's ears very clearly. It was obvious that the person who came had strong internal strength and was definitely a great master.
.
Li Yuanhe's expression changed. Thousands of people on the peaceful ground all looked in the direction of the sound. Not far away, they saw several figures slowly walking out. There were bursts of staggered footsteps behind them. Apparently, the other party also
He brought a lot of people with him.
The crowd automatically gave way to a path, and a handsome-looking young man walked into the crowd with several middle-aged men of different appearances. Thousands of people gradually gathered behind him.
"Little brother, it turns out you are here." Blue Phoenix ran to Ling Jing like a butterfly, took his hand, and began to greet him.
Ling Jing smiled at Lan Fenghuang. This Miao beauty was still extremely enthusiastic about him as always, which made him uncomfortable for a while.
“Young Master.” “I’ve met Young Master.”
Zhu Xu and others also hurriedly came up to greet him, bowed and said.
Ling Jing scanned the people in front of him one by one, and took a few more glances at Zhu Xu. He saw how Zhu Xu protected him just now, and immediately helped him up and said with a smile: "Brothers,
,Brothers, stay well."
Everyone looked extremely happy to see Ling Jing again. Zhu Xu and Lan Fenghuang led Ling Jing and others into the middle ground. Li Yuanhe on the left kept looking at them with a gloomy expression, neither coming up to talk to him, nor leaving alone.
Go, it seems that I still want to compete for the position of leader.
Ling Jing, Zhu Xu and others had a conversation, and then turned around, only to see thousands of people and horses all over the mountains and fields around them. It was almost impossible to see the end at a glance, and many people were looking at him with curiosity.
He slowly withdrew his gaze, then turned to look at Li Yuanhe in the field. He took two steps forward and asked calmly: "Do you want to be the leader of the alliance?"
Li Yuanhe looked at the figure of the young man opposite and narrowed his eyes slightly. He felt that the other person was simply standing there, but he could hardly detect the other person's aura, as if the other person was not a living person at all.
This situation is too weird.
"The position of leader is occupied by the virtuous. Although your Excellency has a close relationship with the Holy Aunt, this attack on Shaolin is a big deal. The lives of tens of thousands of brothers are in the hands of the leader. Naturally, we cannot let one person
An immoral and incompetent person has ascended to the position of leader."
A cold light flashed in Ling Jing's eyes, and he smiled: "You are trying to say that I have no virtue and incompetence, and it was only because of my great good luck that I was favored by the Holy Aunt, right?"
Li Yuanhe sneered and said, "You said this yourself."
Ling Jing laughed. The faces of Zhu Xu and others behind him had turned cold. Ling Jing said: "I am indeed a person without talent and virtue. I am very lucky to be favored by the eldest lady. But after listening to what you said just now, I must
Your Excellency is top-notch in both martial arts and moral character."
He smiled slightly and said: "How about this? If you can withstand my sword, the position of alliance leader will be yours, and the thousands of troops I brought will all be under your command. How about that,
Do you dare?"
"One sword? Wow, this Master Ling is really domineering."
"Idiot, haven't you heard of Mr. Ling's name? Since this young man is favored by the Holy Lady, do you think he just has a good skin?"
"I was lucky enough to see Mr. Ling's swordsmanship once at Wu Ba Gang. It was truly incredible."
Discussions continued to come from around him, and Li Yuanhe's face flickered. He had obviously heard what others said, and he suddenly felt fearful in his heart.
"But if you want to defeat me with just one sword, you are simply bullying me!" Li Yuanhe felt very ashamed and angry in his heart. This man spoke too arrogantly, and he was going to teach him an unforgettable lesson today. Don't think that you have hit a big enemy.
Fortunately, he won the favor of the holy aunt and became arrogant.
"Okay! Li Yuanhe will ask you for advice!" Li Yuanhe held the sword to his side and said with a gloomy look.
Ling Jing looked at him with a half-smile but not a smile. Behind him, Zhu Xu and others' faces were full of gloating. They looked at Li Yuanhe with indescribable indifference and ridicule.
"Do you want me to attack first?" Ling Jing asked calmly.
