After the old monk listened to Ling Tianyun's words, he just smiled faintly and said nothing. Ling Tianyun glanced at the old monk and found that he was sitting calmly and did not mention these things again. He seemed to agree with Ling Tianyun.
The old monk had a calm face with a faint smile, which made Ling Tianyun's heart tighten again. How could the other party be so easily persuaded by his few words? He must be brewing another fight.
New intrigues.
"Okay, I don't care if I don't mention this anymore. Do you just want to know something else?" The old monk spoke, and he began to change the topic. The little scout was cautious and did not answer the old monk's words. He secretly thought in his heart
I was wondering if this old monk was trying to pull some tricks to get him in.
"Master, please don't offend me. I don't have any doubts." Ling Tianyun said firmly. He didn't want to talk any more, and he was tired. He just wanted to take a good rest.
"You bastard, you've burned the bridge by crossing the river, haven't you? If you want to ask any old monk, I'll tell you in detail. Now you're fine, but you're questioning me. You think old monk, I have any plans for you, bah,
With your little cultivation, no one would even take a look at you if you were thrown into the street. You really don’t know good people’s hearts, old monk, all my good intentions were eaten by dogs.” The old monk couldn’t help but shouted angrily.
This immediately hit home what was on Ling Tianyun's mind, and he couldn't help but panic. Two blushes immediately appeared on his handsome cheeks. He lowered his head in embarrassment, not daring to look at the old monk again.
"Humph, you little fool, how can you, the old monk, not see clearly this worry? Your thoughts are good. You never bring unknown dangers to you. You hope that your own destiny can be controlled in your own hands. Alas.
, but the world is unpredictable, how can everyone control their own destiny so easily. If there are no other questions, old monk, I am going to rest. As for the trouble you caused today, you can settle it yourself."
"What's wrong, I fell into the trap of this old monk again." Ling Tianyun was shocked. He remembered that he had offended the people from the Zhongshan Martial Arts Center. I'm afraid that the people from the Zhongshan Martial Arts Center were already looking for him in Manlanzhou City.
.The old monk can easily escape with his skills, but as for me, if the other party really has a master coming, it will really be doomed.
When he first met Zhong Tong, he thought that the people in the Zhongshan Martial Arts Center were just like this. Zhong Tong's cultivation was lower than his own and he could become a martial artist in the Martial Arts Center. He thought that there were no masters in the Martial Arts Center. Today.
After fighting with Zhong Huai, he found that Zhong Huai's internal strength was not inferior to his own. If the two sides were to fight for their lives today, maybe he could kill the other party, but the price would be that he would also be seriously injured.
Ling Tianyun found that he had made a fatal mistake, which was to underestimate the Zhongshan Martial Arts School in Lanzhou. This time, he looked at the Zhongshan Martial Arts School with a generalized view, which led him to underestimate that Martial Arts School. And there was
I had never been in contact with the Zhongshan Martial Arts Dojo in the first place. I only listened to the descriptions of the waiter at the Baishi Town Store about the actions of the people at the Martial Arts Dojo, which led me to have preconceived ideas about this Martial Arts Dojo and made a wrong judgment about it.
Thinking of these two points, he felt a chill in his heart and broke into a cold sweat. He misjudged the cultivation level of the people in the martial arts dojo, and he inexplicably developed a hostile mentality towards the Zhongshan martial arts dojo. These two points made him
Waves of chills filled his heart. He looked at the old monk lying on the bed who was snoring like thunder. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. His heart was in a mess, but the old monk was snoring like an ox.
I don't know why so many people came to Lanzhou City. All the inns in the city were overcrowded, so the two of them had to make do with a guest room.
Ling Tianyun was not sleepy at all. He knew that tonight would not be peaceful. Not only the people from the Zhongshan Martial Arts Center wanted to cause trouble for him, but also the people who appeared in Lanzhou City who looked like Jianghu people. They came to Lanzhou.
What purpose does the city have? Although there were difficulties along the way, he didn't want to add any more trouble to himself, and he didn't want to cause any problems when he went to Daizhou City. After the incident in Lanzhou City, he
And he hurried to Daizhou to go to his grandfather's house. As for the old monk, he could follow him if he wanted to, and he didn't want to have too much to do with him.
In fact, Ling Tianyun was also confused. Where would he go after going to Daizhou? Although his father told him to go to Jizhou in the Great Zhou Dynasty to find Fu Heng, a famous martial arts master. He should report to him that the great Khitan master Wanyan Wudi came out of seclusion.
However, he clearly felt that his father did not want him to stay in the Great Han Kingdom, but wanted him to go to the Great Zhou Kingdom. As for the purpose, he could not figure out.
If it is true that Wanyan Wudi's release from seclusion will endanger the Central Plains martial arts world as his father said, it will not be his turn to report the news. Perhaps the informants of various gangs and gangs in Khitan will know about this matter. I am afraid they have already reported this matter.
After paying back to the major gangs in the Central Plains, I no longer have to do such superfluous things.
Since his father wanted him to leave the Han Dynasty, he had no choice but to respect his old man's wishes. He touched the letter written by Ling Duozhi to Fu Heng hidden in his arms, and felt much more at ease in his heart. He knew that his
His father would never harm him. Maybe he will know the answer only when he meets the martial arts senior Fu Heng in Jizhou.
The first night has arrived, and Ling Tianyun sits quietly on a wooden chair. He temporarily suppresses all his myriad thoughts in his heart. At this time, people from the Zhongshan Martial Arts Center should have found this place. It has been almost more than an hour.
If the people from Zhongshan Martial Arts Center found them staying in this inn, then the people from this Martial Arts Center would really be a bunch of losers.
Sure enough, there was a rapid sound of horse hoofbeats in the distance, and for a moment, the sound of horses neighing from far to near could be heard outside the inn. Only the sounds of people talking and hurried knocking on the door could be heard.
Sound. They are here, and it seems that the people from the Zhongshan Martial Arts Center are not bad at it.
Ling Tianyun never thought about escaping. Now that they found this place, he would go out and bear all this. He also wanted to meet the masters of the only martial arts gym in Lanzhou City. Thinking of this, his blood boiled with excitement. He seemed to be interested in this.
He has longed for everything. He needs a battle with equal power to temper himself. If the martial arts practitioner has a higher internal strength than him, he will feel more excited.
He didn't know why he had such thoughts, and he didn't know why he felt so excited all over his body. The blood in his whole body really started to boil.
He walked out of the room carrying his saber, striding with strong leather boots on the floor, and the steady rhythm of footsteps gradually moved away from the room. But what he didn't notice was that the old monk turned
He turned around, with a sharp light in his eyes, and looked at Ling Tianyun's disappearing back, deep in thought.
The waiter in the inn stood behind the door in panic. He didn't know what was happening. He didn't dare to open the door. He was leaning on the door beam and his whole body was shaking. All the tenants in the inn were also shocked by this rush.
They were woken up by the knocking on the door, and they were so unhappy that they almost cursed. But when they opened the window and saw a group of big men in the dark outside the inn door, they were so silent that they subconsciously closed their mouths.
Ling Tianyun stepped forward and gently patted the waiter on the shoulder. The waiter wore a small gray leather felt hat and a leather jacket that wrapped him tightly. The waiter's frightened eyes seemed to be caught in Ling Tianyun's hands.
After a few hints of comfort, his eyes gradually calmed down. But his whole body was still trembling. The waiter was only fifteen or sixteen years old. Judging from his pale and bloodless face, he still had
A bit childish, maybe he has never experienced anything like this. Through the crack of the wooden door, he can see the bright lights outside, and a dark crowd surrounding the door of the inn.
"Open the door. Don't be afraid that they are here to see you."
Ling Tianyun gave the waiter a calm look and encouraged him to open the door. The waiter hesitated for a moment, perhaps gaining some confidence from Ling Tianyun's peaceful eyes. He pulled the door bolt open with trembling hands and slowly opened the door.
A gust of cold wind blew in from outside the door, making the lobby of the inn suddenly feel chillier. The waiter dropped the door bolt from his trembling hand and dropped it to the ground, and his tightened lips turned purple.
Ling Tianyun strode out of the door of the inn and signaled the waiter to close the door. He glanced at the dark crowd in front of him and couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.
I saw twenty or thirty people in front of me, seven or eight people riding tall horses holding torches in their hands, illuminating the surrounding area as brightly as daylight. At this time, the winter rain had stopped, but it became even colder, with gusts of cold wind blowing.
.I don’t know what those torches are made of, but such a strong cold wind can’t blow them out.
On the outer periphery of the group were the seven or eight warriors riding tall horses and holding torches. Inside, there were also a group of well-dressed warriors. They were all tall and burly, exuding a fierce aura. The first thing that rushed in front of Ling Tianyun was
There were two acquaintances, Zhong Tong and Zhong Huai. But these two were standing behind another old man, and a ray of light burst out from the old man's eyes and shot towards Ling Tianyun.
The old man has silver hair and a Chinese character face, but his face is as red as drunkenness. The old man is dressed in cloth, and he is wearing a pair of ordinary cloth shoes. His aura is like Lin Yueyuan
A strong aura emanated from him, and a pair of shining tiger eyes couldn't help but look at Ling Tianyun.
Although the old man was dressed in a relatively ordinary way, as if he was just an ordinary old man from the countryside. But the old man exuded an invisible majesty, and that majesty was a temperament accumulated over time. This old man must have been in a high position for a long time.
This kind of majesty is not the majesty exuded by high-ranking officials, but a natural temperament that transcends the worldly trends.
"Expert, this old man is definitely a master. His martial arts skills are not even inferior to his father Ling Duo." Ling Tianyun came to the conclusion as soon as he saw this old man. This old man was the best he had ever seen except the old monk.
The person with the highest martial arts cultivation, of course, this old man must not be the opponent of the old monk. He was even several levels worse than the old monk, he secretly judged in his heart.
When the warriors saw the young man walking out of the inn with a calm expression and a calm demeanor, they couldn't help but admire this young man who was not afraid of danger. The warriors showed admiration in their eyes. This was a sign of admiration for the strong man.
Admiration has nothing to do with hostility.
Ling Tianyun stood in front of the inn door with his hands behind his hands. His eyes swept across the group of warriors. His eyes returned to the old man in civilian clothes, and they looked at each other.
Suddenly, a cold wind blew up and blew on everyone. Ling Tianyun and the group of warriors surrounding the inn door did not speak, and they all fell into silence.
The old man took a step forward and walked slowly towards Ling Tianyun. Looking at the old man's steps, Ling Tianyun's heart shivered. The old man's steps were steady and powerful, moving forward unhurriedly like a dragon walking like a tiger. Every time he took a step
As soon as he took one step, a powerful momentum rushed towards Ling Tianyun. The momentum was as heavy as a mountain. Ling Tianyun couldn't help but secretly filled his body with internal strength, and he was ready to make a decision at any time.
The old man in cloth clothes was getting closer and closer to Ling Tianyun, and the aura became stronger and stronger, pressing on Ling Tianyun's chest like a heavy mountain.
Ling Tianyun stood still, and he could still withstand the powerful aura, but he still didn't expect that the inner strength of this old man in civilian clothes was so profound.
Every time the old man takes a step and lifts his foot again, a deep footprint will be left on the ground. The footprint is as smooth as a knife carving.
"What a powerful old man." Ling Tianyun used his internal strength to resist the overwhelming momentum of the old man, and thought to himself. He would never be able to leave such neat footprints on the ground. He would have to step on the ground to create one.
Making footprints is very simple, as long as you fill your feet with your own internal strength, but it is absolutely impossible to make it as smooth as a knife.
"Old Zhong Huangyu, don't you know this strong man's surname?"
The old man stopped when he was less than one foot away from Ling Tianyun. He clasped his fists and asked Ling Tianyun. An old man did not regard himself as a senior but instead treated Ling Tianyun as a peer and saluted Ling Tianyun with his clasped fists. This already gave Ling Tianyun a great deal of face.
"What's wrong, I didn't expect that Zhongshan Martial Arts Center would be related to them."
As soon as Ling Tianyun heard that the old man reported his name, he felt awe-struck. Of course he knew who the old man was and he also knew a saying, that is, "Zhongshan becomes pale after the storm."