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Chapter 239 Trap

Ling Jing allowed Master Dingyi to curse angrily for a while. Seeing that she was seriously injured, she finally lost strength. After cursing for a while, she began to cough and wheeze.

"Master Tai, what are your plans next?"

Master Dingyi's eyes were blank when he heard this. Looking at the body of the head sister on the ground, he suddenly fell silent.

"From now on, I, the Hengshan Sect, will withdraw from the Five Mountains Sword Sect and no longer want to pay attention to these scandalous things." Master Dingyi slowly helped Master Dingxian's body to the bed and laughed at himself: ""The Five Mountains Sword Sect,

Even though the title of "One Spirit Connects the Branches" is resounding, our Hengshan Sect was first assassinated by the Songshan Sect and then the leader of the Huashan Sect. Do we really think that we, the Hengshan Sect, are all women and are easy to bully?"

She was originally very strong-willed, but when she said this, she became furious again and said: "Zuo Lengchan and Yue Buqun are both ambitious people. Although our Hengshan sect is weak, we will never succumb to violence.

.There is also a big feud between my two senior sisters. Sooner or later, I will settle the score with them."

Ling Jing smiled bitterly. With the martial arts of the Hengshan Sect, even if he practiced it to the extreme, he would not be the opponent of Zuo Lengchan and Yue Buqun. But at this time, he had nothing to say. He knew that the Hengshan Sect was such a powerful person.

Revenge, I'm afraid, is difficult to avenge in a short period of time.

"Master Tai, how on earth did you get to this Shaolin Temple? Why didn't you return directly to Hengshan?"

He broke up with the Hengshan Sect and his group that day, expecting that they would go straight back to their own sect to recuperate. Unexpectedly, the two remaining masters of the Hengshan Sect actually went to the Shaolin Temple themselves, and fell into Yue Buqun's plot.

Master Dingyi smiled bitterly and said: "On that day, my senior sister and I originally heard that many heretic people would go to Shaolin to cause trouble. We also thought that the young hero and Miss Ren had a close relationship, so they would definitely cause a big fuss in the Shaolin Temple. After some discussion, I decided to

He decided to go ahead of the young hero and persuade Master Fang Zheng to put Miss Ren down the mountain, so as to avoid this unnecessary dispute. However, he sighed deeply and remained silent.

Ling Jing didn't expect that there would be such a section. He cupped his fists and said, "Thank you two seniors for your support."

Master Dingyi waved her hands, looking confused.

Ling Jing saw that she had changed so much and was already a little confused. He immediately said: "Master Tai, the Shaolin Temple is empty now. Let's go down the mountain quickly."

I thought, if what I expected was true, after Ji Wushi and others went up the mountain, Zuo Lengchan and others should have sent people to guard the key roads going down the mountain. If he went down the mountain at this moment, he could just investigate the situation.

Master Dingyi turned his head blankly, and then got up to move Master Dingxian's body.

Ling Jing smiled bitterly and hurriedly stopped him: "Master, we cannot take Master Dingxian's body down the mountain for the time being. And the masters of the Shaolin Temple will not show any disrespect to Master Dingxian's body. We

Let’s go down the mountain first and then talk about it.”

With his martial arts, it would not be too difficult to lead a Master Dingyi to break through the ambush line at the foot of the mountain, but if he leads two people at the same time, his movement skills will inevitably be greatly restricted.

Master Dingyi sighed silently, then put Master Dingxian's body back on the bed, turned her head, clasped her hands together and said, "Young hero, I still have something to ask for."

Ling Jing hurriedly returned the courtesy and said: "Master, please speak."

Master Dingyi said calmly: "The poor nun has no intention of asking about the affairs of Shaolin Temple anymore. Now he is going back to Hengshan Mountain directly. From then on, he will practice martial arts diligently. After avenging the great revenge of the two senior sisters, he will serve the Buddha in this life.

, never ask about Jianghu affairs again."

After a pause, he continued: "It's just the body of my senior sister. After what happened here, I would like to ask the young hero to help me take Hengshan. I will be very grateful."

His tone was full of dismay, Ling Jing frowned slightly, and then said: "This junior will definitely send Master Dingxian's body to Hengshan safely."

Master Dingyi smiled slightly, and the two of them walked out of the wing and out of the gate of the Shaolin Temple. After delaying for a while, they saw that the road down the mountain was already dark, and there was no movement from Ji Wushi and others who had entered the Shaolin Temple before.

Come.

After walking along the mountain path for a while, Master Dingyi was seriously injured and his body movements were no longer very flexible. He could only walk down step by step with Ling Jing's support.

After walking a few dozen feet, I suddenly heard the sound of dense footsteps on the mountain path ahead. It seemed that many people were lighting torches and walking back and forth on the mountain path. My eyes were filled with blurry figures.

"Master, let's go take a look in front." Ling Jing helped Master Dingyi walk to the bushes on the side. He suddenly jumped up, tapped several big trees in front of him, and quietly touched the front.

He was carrying one person with him, but his movements were still extremely flexible, and he made no sound during his movements, which actually made Master Dingyi on the side look sideways.

Under the dim light of the fire, Ling Jing saw many figures in yellow robes walking on the mountain road ahead. From time to time, someone would push aside the soil on the ground and pull out square iron plates that were each foot long.

Under the iron plate, the cold light flickered, but there were sharp spears.

"What a vicious plan!" A cold light flashed in Ling Jing's eyes. No wonder Ji Wushi and others didn't encounter any traps when they went up the mountain. It turned out that these people had covered these deep pit spears with iron plates in advance.

, wait for Ji Wu Shi and others to go up the mountain, and then reopen it, so that everyone can be trapped in the Shaolin Temple, or they can all be caught in one fell swoop.

"Amitabha, I don't know whose hand this plan was made. It's really a bit vicious." Master Dingyi couldn't bear it, clasping his hands together, he said in a low voice.

Ling Jing sneered and said nothing. He grabbed Master Dingyi's arm and ran forward a few feet. However, he saw many masters holding powerful crossbows lurking in the bushes on both sides of the mountain road. At the front of the mountain road, there was a face.

The sinister middle-aged man stood with a group of men and women.

"Leader Zuo, I would be very grateful that you can lead friends from the Songshan Sect to come to help. However," a kind-faced old monk looked at the numerous traps on the mountain road in front of him, clasped his hands and said, "But Leader Zuo

Laying so many traps, I don’t know how many deaths will be caused in the end. Amitabha, it’s a sin.”

"Master, what you said is wrong." On the left side of the group of people, a couple stood, and the middle-aged Confucian scholar among them said harmoniously: "These evil heretics are causing harm to the world. If they dare to invade Shaolin today, everyone will find them and punish them.

Why should Master Fangzheng have a Bodhisattva-like heart towards them?"

Beside him stood a beautiful woman with a haggard face. Seeing her husband speak, her eyes were a little dazed.

"Master Yue's words make sense." The middle-aged man with a sinister face sneered: "Master Fang Zheng is compassionate, and there is nothing wrong with it. However, these evil thieves dare to openly challenge our righteousness, and we cannot be merciful to them.

"

Master Fang Zheng and an old Taoist holding a fly whisk next to him looked at each other and sighed silently.

"Songshan sect, Huashan sect, Wudang sect, Beggar Clan and even Yu Xiaozi from Qingcheng sect are here. It's really lively." Ling Jing hid to the side and took a group of people into his eyes, but saw that many masters in the world were there.

Gathered here, one can't help but feel a little chilled in his heart.

"I'll let you watch a good show later!" Ling Jing sneered, supported Master Dingyi and jumped back, and her body gradually disappeared into the jungle.

Walking at the foot of Shishi Mountain, I suddenly heard a melodious sound of the harp not far ahead. The tone was miserable, sad and desolate. It sounded really creepy.

Ling Jing laughed and said to Master Dingyi: "Master, it seems that Uncle Mo from the Hengshan Sect has also arrived."

As soon as he heard the sound of the Huqin, he knew that the leader of the Hengshan Sect, Mo Da, had arrived. Master Dingyi looked confused and thought, Master Mo from the Hengshan Sect has always been lonely and did not pay much attention to the disputes in the world. This time

When we arrived at Shaolin, we were surprised.

"Uncle Mo, are you here?"

Ling Jing whispered, his inner energy poured into his voice, and it spread far away.

As soon as the sound of the piano stopped in front, an old man walked out slowly, holding a yellowed broken piano in his hand. He grinned and said: "Brother Ling, Mo Da has also come to join in the fun. But there are some people on the mountain who make people laugh.

I couldn't bear to see him being evil, so I went down the mountain and played a song to express my feelings." After that, he burst into laughter.

Ling Jing laughed and helped Master Dingyi come forward. Master Dingyi clasped his hands together and said, "Brother Mo, a poor nun is polite."

Mo Da looked at Master Dingyi's face, his expression changed, and said: "Master, how could you be injured?"

Master Dingyi smiled bitterly, and immediately told what happened to him and the head senior sister after they went up the mountain. Mo Da remained silent, and after listening, he suddenly said coldly: "Damn it, he didn't expect the famous "Junzi Sword"

Mr. Yue Buqun is actually such a despicable and shameless villain. It turns out that he is just a fake Taoist and a hypocrite. Master, don’t worry, you really don’t want to go to the Shaolin Temple. If you want to go back to Hengshan, Mo Da will accompany you.

Once this happens, I want to see if this hypocrite dares to assassinate you again."

"Thank you so much, Brother Mo." Master Dingyi thanked him.

Ling Jing couldn't help but feel relieved when he heard that Mo Da was willing to escort Master Dingyi back to the mountain. Considering Master Dingyi's current condition of being seriously injured, Yue Buqun and Zuo Lengchan didn't need to personally take action.

A few masters could kill her, but it would be much safer if Mr. Mo Da was there to protect her.

"Senior Laomo is here," Ling Jing said.

Mo Da laughed and said: "Why are you talking about these useless things? Brother Ling, originally I wanted to join in the fun this time, and if I couldn't do it, I would have a fight with Brother Ling. But now it seems,

If Brother Ling doesn't turn him upside down, I won't be very happy."

Ling Jing smiled slightly and said, "Senior, just don't worry."

Mo Da smiled happily, supported Master Dingyi, turned around and left, and soon disappeared at the foot of the mountain.

Ling Jing watched the two of them leave, then turned around, looking at the lights on the mountainside, and suddenly sneered, thinking: "This time it depends on who of us ambush whom!"


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