248: The leader appears and causes a scene in the city
"This, this is..."
Liao Chen's pupils suddenly shrank, he stood up abruptly and looked at it with dumbfounded eyes: "Is this the Golden Book of Inheritance?"
The development of martial arts has a long history.
Each region has its own uniqueness, such as the martial arts brand in the southern wilderness, and the seal sealing the Emperor Wu Fist...
The bald donkeys in the far west naturally have their own unique methods.
To use an easy-to-understand example, this kind of inherited golden book is equivalent to a 'money printing machine' or a 'minting power'.
Because only those who have inherited the Golden Book have the opportunity to realize Dzogchen and have the right to pass on the secret knowledge to others.
And those who passively receive the secret knowledge but do not inherit the golden book can only understand and practice it themselves, but cannot spread it.
In fact, to put it bluntly, the methods vary from place to place, but they are essentially the same.
Because the essence of this thing is to prevent precious martial arts skills from being spread.
If Zuo Chongming had no system, he would never hand over the Golden Book, because without the Golden Book, it would be impossible for him to fully understand it.
But now, this thing is nothing precious to him.
"call……"
Liao Chen suddenly let out a breath of turbid air, his eyes became clear again, and he looked at Zuo Chongming solemnly: "@!)￥&"
Li Gang was stunned and translated: "Master Hou, he said that Tathagata Temple must take back the golden book of inheritance."
After hesitating for a few seconds, he added in a low voice: "No, at all costs."
"hehe."
Zuo Chongming understood the meaning and said with a smile: "In this case, I will..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly looked out the window.
But the sky was suddenly covered with a green veil, and with a sharp roar, the phantom of a blue luan and fire phoenix appeared out of thin air.
Just as the whole crowd was in an uproar and screaming, a slender man with a long spear appeared.
"Zuo Chongming, Champion Hou?"
"Why do you want to hunt down my leader?"
The man looked coldly at the box where Zuo Chongming was sitting. The long stick in his hand suddenly trembled, and he pointed at the box sternly: "You... are worthy of it?"
Phew~!
The sound of phoenix is ringing in the ears, and the blue fire is burning in the sky.
Two phoenix birds, one green and one red, appeared, their wings stretched several feet, and they rushed down with the force of a prairie fire.
The phoenix bird was so powerful that wherever it passed, people and things were burned, turning into black ash residue that filled the sky, rushing in like a storm.
"Ji Changyun!!"
The melodious sword chant resounded throughout the audience, and the box where Zuo Chongming was sitting suddenly collapsed. The Zhanzhan Sword River flowed upstream, frantically rushing toward the hummingbird.
The phoenix flaps its wings and the sword river crosses the sky.
The two suddenly collided, setting off a violent storm.
"Dare to cause chaos in the city..."
Zuo Chongming glanced at the messy arena, with veins twitching on his forehead, as if he was extremely angry: "I will save my life today."
Hearing the sound of a sword, Gu Hong drew his sword out of its sheath.
In a moment, it divided into thousands and formed a seven-star sword force.
In an instant, the swords intertwined into a huge sword net, trapping the figure in mid-air.
Zuo Chongming's movement was like a thunderous dragon, transforming into a purple electric angry dragon, which came to Ji Changyun in an instant.
"Little tricks."
Ji Changyun was happy and undaunted, and his long tree danced like a hundred birds toward the phoenix. Not only did it tear apart the restraints of the sword net, it even enveloped Zuo Chongming with unabated force.
"Master."
The middle-aged monk looked at the fierce battle in the sky, frowned and said: "Do we want to help and sell him a favor?"
Liao Chen's eyebrows trembled. He recalled Zuo Chongming's behavior just now and slowly shook his head: "You can't take action, otherwise it will be self-defeating."
From the exchange just now, he could feel that Zuo Chongming's acting style was extremely domineering and strong.
If they intervene rashly, not only will Zuo Chongming not be able to remember it well, but they will also be disliked by the other party.
"These two are so strong."
Another monk commented: "Zuo Chongming's true energy is sharp and sharp, and his sword power has the seven-star phenomenon. I think he has fully understood this martial art."
"Although Ji Changyun's true energy is not as good as his, it is better because he is in the late Guiyuan period, and his martial arts skills should not be underestimated. They are at least advanced and top-notch martial arts."
The monk who spoke was at the early stage of the Yuanhai Realm.
But he asked himself, if he fought against these two people, he would have a slight upper hand at most, and it would not be easy to win.
"well……"
Liao Chen watched the battle intently and sighed: "Don't forget, Zuo Chongming is holding the magic weapon, the sword of the sword demon Dugu Hong."
"Ji Changyun's Changshan can actually fight against it and not fall behind. It is not an extraordinary thing to think about, otherwise it would have been chopped to pieces by the Guhong Sword."
The middle-aged monk licked his dry lips: "Zuo Chongming has not used all his strength, Tathagata Palm, Demon Bloodline and other means."
Boom!!
The sharp sky-cutting sword light passed by, and the fire phoenix whined and was chopped into pieces.
The arena was like butter, with large chunks cut off in an instant, and hundreds of thousands of players were affected, causing heavy casualties.
There was a loud bang and the two men fought.
The afterimages in the sky are as thick as a net and cannot be distinguished by the naked eye.
Everyone could only see the light and shadow moving and moving around. The arena was like a ravaged little girl, riddled with holes and almost turned into ruins.
Rumbling thunder suddenly appeared, and the aftermath of hunting spread.
Without any warning, a strange phenomenon appeared behind Zuo Chongming. King Fudou Ming made an angry statue and faced Ji Changyun with a palm of vast Buddha intention.
"Buddha's Palm?"
Ji Changyun smiled forever, terrifying flames rose, and the violent momentum suddenly changed.
An old man wearing armor, a general's helmet, and holding a spear quickly appeared behind him, and there were more mountain visions appearing one after another.
The next moment, the Buddha's seal suddenly hit him, and the surging air waves roared and spread, but could not shake it even a little bit.
"That's all."
Ji Changyun raised his long spear disdainfully, and the vision of high mountains quickly turned into a fierce storm, and its speed increased several times in an instant.
The Nine-Revolution Sword of Life and Death.
The force of Zuo Chongming's sword changed again, like a soft yarn wrapped around his fingers, and the long sword net was as dense as a silkworm cocoon, defusing the opponent's attack with every danger.
Bang!!
The cocoon sword net only trapped it for a moment before it was torn apart by force.
Ji Changyun was about to continue the attack when he looked up and saw thousands of miles of smoke and beacon fire at the border...
Zuo Chongming's attack caught him off guard, and he subconsciously raised his long arm to cross it, but he missed the opportunity and was punched in the chest.
"puff……"
The vision behind Ji Changyun suddenly collapsed, blood mist spurted out from his mouth and nose, and he fell towards the arena like a bird with broken wings.
"Come and accept your fate."
Zuo Chongming was just startled for a moment before he came to his side, and Gu Hong's long chant struck directly at his heart.
"You got Fooled."
Ji Changyun suddenly showed a proud smile, and heard the ear-splitting phoenix chirping. His long spear wound around his waist like a snake, and his true energy shot out.
Pfft….
Suddenly there was a dull and soft sound, and all kinds of strange phenomena suddenly occurred.
"I take back what I just said."
"Zuo Chongming, your strength is pretty good."
"You set up a chess game a few days ago and caused heavy losses to our Lian Sheng Sect. I, the leader, will ask for some interest today."
"The traitor's life, I accepted it with a smile."
"By the way, I left a gift for you, which is all in the spiritual ring."
"Hahaha……"
Ji Changyun's laughter resounded throughout the audience: "The green mountains will not change, and the green water will always flow. Let's... wait and see."
"cracking……"
The clear sound of the phoenix's cry suddenly arose, and the fire phoenix rushed out of the dense dust and smoke, flapped its wings lightly and swept hundreds of feet, disappearing into the sky as quickly as a meteor.
"Master Hou, Hou..."
"Are you okay?"
"Quick, go over there..."
The people of the Zhenfu Division arrived late and rushed towards the field eagerly.
When the dust and smoke dissipated, everyone suddenly saw that a terrifying large pit appeared in the field, emitting terrifying high temperatures like an oven.
Zuo Chongming stood there with his sword in hand. There was a fist-sized hole in his chest. As soon as blood seeped out, it was evaporated into blood mist by the high temperature.
"Sir, are you okay?"
"Master Zuo..."
Chen Tianlong felt the intense heat, his face twitched fiercely, he gritted his teeth and jumped into the pit: "Hold on, I'll take you out."
After just a few steps, his shoes began to melt and his clothes were even burned.
But Chen Tianlong had already suppressed the pain in advance, with a desperate expression on his face as he walked persistently towards Zuo Chongming.
"What the hell?"
When the other players saw his actions, they couldn't help but take a breath and stood in awe of Chen Tianlong.
Good guy, no wonder he can hug Zuo Chongming's thigh and lick Zuo Chongming. He is licking him with his life.
Isn't it just better than licking?
Isn't it just jumping into a fire pit?
Who is afraid of whom?
With Chen Tianlong setting an example, other players could not hesitate anymore.
They gritted their back teeth hard, jumped into the pit, and ran towards Zuo Chongming howling: "Master Hou, I'm here to save you."
"Master Hou, step on me and get out."
"Master Zuo, I will carry you..."
The dignified and solemn atmosphere was immediately destroyed by this group of players.
This place doesn't seem to be a fire pit, but more like a legendary hot spring, which attracts countless players.
"Forehead?"
Zuo Chongming looked at these funny guys in astonishment, his lips twitching, and he waved his hand to burst out a burst of true energy, pushing all the players out.
"I'm fine."
He lowered his head and looked at the wound, then looked at Chen Tianlong: "How is the prison? Is it as Ji Changyun said?"
"Yes, yes, Lord Marquis."
Chen Tianlong said guiltily: "That guy took the opportunity to raid the Zhenfu Division, killed the imprisoned Qiu Hui, and released the other prisoners."
Zuo Chongming glanced at the soles of his feet and threw out a bottle of medicine: "The opponent is not weak. It's not your fault. There is no need to blame yourself."
Qi Wanlin hurried over: "Master Hou, there is something else."
"What?" Zuo Chongming raised his eyebrows.
Qi Wanlin reported in a deep voice: "Just now, an inn was attacked. It seemed that many people died, but the murderer seemed to have taken away the bodies."
"Took the body away?"
Zuo Chongming's face turned ugly, and he slowly opened his left hand, revealing a spiritual ring: "This was left by Ji Changyun, could it be..."
Li Gang translated: "Master Hou, they want to take the first step."
"What's wrong?"
"They said they noticed something happened to the disciples at the inn, so they wanted to go back and take a look."
"etc."
Zuo Chongming's pupils shrank, he came to Chen and others in a few steps, and handed him the spiritual ring: "You guys take a look at this first..."
Liao Chen and the other three looked at each other in disbelief, suddenly having a bad premonition in their hearts, and quickly took the spiritual ring...
Snap, snap, snap~!
A total of six corpses were taken out from the spiritual ring.
These corpses are all monks, and their attire is very similar to that of Liao Chen and others.
"how so?"
"Why?"
The expressions of the two middle-aged monks changed drastically, and they shouted emotionally: "Yuan Hai, Jie Ai... who is it, who killed you..."
"this……"
Liao Chen looked at the corpse on the ground, his slender white eyebrows trembling with anger, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Master Marquis, this old monk... needs an explanation."
He didn't know how to speak Mandarin, but he was forced to speak Mandarin...
It can be seen that human potential is infinite.
"This matter is a long story."
Zuo Chongming coughed lightly and said with a wry smile: "But please follow me back to my home, please allow me to suppress the injuries first, and we will talk in detail..."