Of course, the Wuyue Sword Sect also wants to call it Wuyue Academy. The problem is that Hengshan is full of nuns, and Taishan is all Taoist priests. There is no chance, especially the nuns in Hengshan are absolutely useless. The Taishan Sect is neither Dongyue Emperor Temple nor Bixia Yuanjun Temple.
Yes, there is no chance, and Hengshan and Songshan don’t want to do it? They dream of letting their children pass the imperial examination, but this means they will not be able to pass it. There was only one subject in the Ming Dynasty every three years, and only one subject in the country only passed the exam, and a total of more than a thousand people
of Juren
It is normal for the disciples from Hengshan and Songshan to fail the exam. If they pass the exam, it will be the blessing of the ancestors - but the ancestors of both factions are actually not successful. So now that Huashan is shaking, everyone should keep in touch with the senior brothers in Huashan.
This is the truth - between the two candidates, if someone else wins the Jinshi, then the officials in the same year will be intertwined, and the entire officialdom of the Ming Dynasty will belong to this group of people.
Nowadays, the guard post is indeed in ruins, but the border troops still have capable commanders. The martial arts that our ancestors used to gain fame are still passed down to this day.
Before Mr. Liu Sanye started washing his hands in the golden basin, Bai Lang easily left his room at night, gliding across the night sky in the city like a giant bat. What he focused on was where the disciples of the Five Sacred Mountains lived - here
There are many beautiful female disciples and famous families in the city. Tian Boguang seems to like to pick the flowers of the eldest daughter of such families. Bai Lang is about to reach his last year, and his martial arts is only half a foot away from innateness.
That's all.
Therefore, his Qi induction was very wide. Bailang squatted on the roof with his eyes half closed, like a dragon walking at night.
After a while, the tall body slowly stood up straight, and a smile appeared on the corner of Bai Lang's mouth, which looked extremely ferocious. "I found you," Bai Lang said silently, and then he tiptoed and flew away.
Tian Boguang is also bold, and he is really bold - this guy is trying to rob a disciple of the Hengshan Sect, or a lay disciple, by relying on his Qinggong and the smoke. He has just secretly inserted the pipe that sprays the smoke into the window.
, and there was a gust of wind behind him. Guys like Tian Boguang were habitual criminals who committed old crimes. He didn't even look back at that moment. He drew his right hand and struck out with a backhand knife as fast as thunder.
Tian Boguang is a famous flower-picking thief. The reason why he has not been beaten to death until now is entirely because he is good at light kung fu and a sharp knife. Also, he is lucky enough that he has not picked anyone who is really easy to mess with.
On his body. He originally estimated that his sword could at least force the opponent back. Generally speaking, masters like Dingyi Master Taitianmen Taoist would at least have to retreat a little or block with weapons. In this case, he would be able to move around.
space.
If it were an ordinary second-generation disciple, this sword would basically kill them. With one strike, Tian Boguang felt sharp pain in the tiger's mouth and wrist, as if his sword had hit a stone. "Tian Boguang?" A young man came from behind.
Tian Boguang also decisively let go of the knife in his hand immediately, and then ran away regardless of the sound - the latter was definitely a tough idea, even if it wasn't a tough idea, it would be dangerous to be surrounded by people if he shouted.
This Tian Boguang is also a wonderful person. As he was about to run away, he shouted in a low voice, "The private armor has a collar and a staff of eighty!" Then he was grabbed by the back of his neck. The person who grabbed the back of his neck turned his hand.
Tian Boguang turned around and faced each other. He saw a big man in front of him, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a tiger's beard that exploded. He looked unusually brave. The big man's right index finger and thumb were twisting a knife. Tian Boguang immediately knew that he was
The knife was easily held by someone.
This level of martial arts was something that Tian Boguang could not stop. The flower picker also looked ashen and said, "Tian Boguang, you have slashed my senior brother Linghu Chong of the Huashan Sect more than ten times. This means you will have to squat for three years or live in exile for eight hundred miles.
But the number of good women you killed must have been at least a hundred lives, right?" Bai Lang said to Tian Boguang in front of him. When he grabbed Tian Boguang, his internal force had already locked the meridians of his hands and feet.
Bai Lang casually threw away the knife he held in his right hand. Tian Boguang wanted to defend himself, but the flower picker had an excuse. Bai Lang smiled sinisterly and stretched out his hand, pulling and twisting, and Tian Boguang let out an extremely miserable cry.
Everyone in the inn was immediately frightened and woke up. Tian Boguang's pants were quickly soaked with blood, and something slipped from his pants and fell to the ground.
Bai Lang stretched out his hand and grabbed it. The knife that originally fell to the ground flew up due to the energy and was caught in Bai Lang's hand. "With the power of Capturing the Dragon, at least I can hit the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms without any problem." Bai Lang secretly thought to himself.
He thought. He raised the tip of the knife and forked the thing. He used all the strength of his left hand. Tian Boguang was screaming. Before he could close his mouth, the knife flashed and the thing was stuffed into Tian Boguang's mouth.
At this time, the doors opened one after another, and all the disciples of the Five Mountains Sword Sect came out - almost all of them were female disciples of Hengshan. Bailang turned his sword upside down and hit Tian Boguang's chest very casually. He only heard a crashing sound. This Tian Boguang
There was a lump sticking out from behind - all the ribs on his chest were shattered, as if he had been hit by a big bell. The broken ribs pierced his lungs. Bailang then threw the man to the ground and waited for him to die slowly.
Already.
This kind of death can be said to be very painful, but people like Tian Boguang deserve this.
When Hengshan disciples saw the man bleeding from his seven orifices and a large pool of blood in his crotch, writhing in extreme pain on the ground, they were all frightened and recited Amitabha. Master Dingyi came out and asked, "Tian Boguang?!" Bai Lang said leisurely
Standing by and admiring, "Yes, that's Tian Boguang. He tried to rob the disciples of Hengshan at night, but I caught him by chance. So I pulled the gag off his mouth and beat him to death. How many good women have been killed by such people?
This reward has given him an advantage."
Even bad-tempered female nuns like Master Dingyi are also very happy with Amitabha. This old nun must not be able to learn the Dharma well. Bai Lang thinks that the old nun should practice the Mingwang Dharma as the right path. Disciple of Hengshan
After calming down, there were quite a few people who had a temper similar to that of their master, Master Dingyi, and they spat and said, "It's a good death." "These people will be rolled up in mats and thrown into the mass graves later."
The dog is healed." Bai Lang heard several nuns reciting the rebirth mantra, but he did not stop them.
Anyway, the person is dead. If someone wants to show kindness, let them go.
Master Dingyi looked Bai Lang up and down, "Senior Brother Yue did teach a good disciple!" Bai Lang smiled, "Actually, my master is Ning Zhongze." Dingyi also choked up a little, "In short, the Huashan Sect has done well!