The sixth prince adopted by Pan Mei was renamed Pan Lang, and the seventh prince adopted by Lu Yan was renamed Lu Duoxun. The two later persuaded Wei Wang Zhao Tingmei to rebel. After the failure, Lu Duoxun was exiled to Yazhou, and Pan Lang hid in Jianghu. He called himself Xiaoyaozi and founded the Xiaoyao School.
Of course, Huang Chang only found out all of this in recent years, but because the Xiaoyao Sect has a small number of people, it has always been extremely mysterious and unknown, and the court has been troubled by internal and external troubles these years, so it is impossible to take care of it for a while. Peripateticism.
Since the sweeping monk knows the martial arts of the Xiaoyao School, he probably belongs to the Sixth Prince's lineage.
The sweeping monk showed memories, and his tone was full of regret: "My father hid in the rivers and lakes back then, and he did not forget to overthrow the Song Dynasty and restore the country of the Great Zhou Dynasty. However, after the case of Zhao Tingmei, he knew that Zhao Song's spirit was still alive. Therefore, he can only place his hopes on future generations. So he recruited three talented disciples to teach them in accordance with their aptitude. The eldest disciple Wu Xingyun taught her the skill of "Eight Desolation and Liuhe Is the Only One"; The third disciple, Li Qiushui, taught her the "Small Wuxiang Gong."
Many people in the venue didn't know the inside story, but they knew that the famous Tianshan Child Elder and others were all disciples of the sweeping monk's father after hearing his words, and they were all shocked.
The sweeping monk continued: "Father asked them to be in the Western Regions, one in Xixia, and the other in the Central Plains, each to cultivate their own forces, and agreed that when there was a change in the Song Dynasty, they would take action together to restore Dazhou Rivers and Mountains. Who would have thought that they would be trapped by love? , turned against each other, how can I still remember my father's entrustment in those years, these years the Song court was turbulent, Fang La's rebellion, Yang Yao's rebellion, Jingkang's change, Jin Guo went south to search the mountains and seas several times, which one was not a perfect opportunity? Father back then I haven't been able to wait for such an opportunity in my life, who knows that the three of them would miss so many good opportunities abruptly."
Speaking of this, the originally kind-faced sweeping monk suddenly showed a bit of ferocity on his face. Obviously, he deeply hated these people for failing his father's life's hard work.
Looking at the hostility on his face, Wine Monk frowned and said: "You are possessed."
"Goodness, goodness," said the floor-sweeping monk, clasping his hands together, regaining his calm expression, "Yes, this matter has become my inner demon. I originally hid in the Sutra Pavilion of Shaolin Temple, and was deeply influenced by the scriptures of eminent monks in the past. But when the people from the ghost villa came to the door, I found that I hadn’t forgotten all of this. This once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, although it may not be able to restore the Great Zhou, but at least it can make the Song Dynasty chaotic, and killing an emperor can wash away the old yellow robe and the body. The humiliation suffered by the royal family of Zhou can be regarded as fulfilling the wish of my father before his death."
"If you want to kill me, it depends on whether you have the ability!" Zhao Gou suddenly realized that the other party was probably delaying time by talking so much. He had just severely injured the three great masters. How could he not pay any price? Now it must be the end of the battle. If he is given a chance to breathe, when he recovers, the people on his side who are in the realm of a great master are no match for him.
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned into an afterimage and attacked the sweeping monk. He really moved like a rabbit. In an instant, he was less than a foot away from the opponent, and their noses almost touched. No one can imagine the strangeness of this rushing move, and the speed of the action is even more indescribable.
"What a weird movement!" Many people in the field sighed secretly, Zhao Gou attacked Shi Potian just now, and his movement was not so fast.
It turned out that Zhao Gou didn't dare to be careless in the face of the great master, and he used all his strength as soon as he came, even exerting 120% of his power under fear.
When a normal person competes against the enemy, his hands are often three feet away from the enemy. If he is bullied by the opponent a few inches in front of his body, it is difficult for his hands to return to defense, and his strengths cannot be brought into play.
"So what about the great master?" Zhao Gou was originally as fast as lightning, but now that he is so close to the other party, he is determined to win. One is stamped on his chest, and one hand is hiding an embroidery needle and piercing his eyes.
He is very confident in his speed. At such a short distance, even if the opponent is a grand master, he will definitely not be able to avoid it. What's more, the opponent's vitality is exhausted now, and there is probably not much internal energy left.
His attack hit the opponent almost in the blink of an eye, but as soon as the corner of his mouth rose slightly, the wine monk and Huang Chang shouted in unison: "Be careful!"
Zhao Gou's smile froze in an instant, because he had already noticed that the feeling from his hand was wrong!
The drinking monk in front of him gradually dissipated, and it turned out that what he stabbed just now was just an afterimage!
After trying to understand all this, Zhao Gou felt that the hairs all over his body were going to stand on end, and hurriedly lifted his ghostly figure and floated to the side, but it was a pity that just as he moved, suddenly a palm was pressed on his shoulder.
"Ah!" Zhao Gou let out a shrill scream, and then his whole body trembled like an electric shock.
"Northern Divine Art!" Wang Chongyang instantly recognized the martial arts performed by the fighting wine monk. Just now, his finger strength was also consumed by Beiming's true energy.
"Officials!" Although the yellow-shirted girl didn't like her half-brother, how could she just refuse to save her? He grabbed a long sword and rushed over, trying to save Zhao Gou.
The floor-sweeping monk controlled Zhao Gou with one hand, and slowly raised the other hand. The woman in yellow shirt felt a numbness in her wrist, and she couldn't hold the long sword in her hand.
Immediately afterwards, a soft force hit her shoulder, and she suddenly felt that the acupuncture points all over her body were sealed, and she fell powerlessly to the side.
"It is said that the Tianshan Zhemei Shou of the Xiaoyao Sect can include all the martial arts in the world. I used to be a little disapproving of it, but seeing it today really deserves its reputation." Huang Chang said with emotion.
The sweeping monk replied: "In terms of the vastness of martial arts, there is nothing in the world that can compare with Brother Huang's Nine Yin Scriptures. It's a pity that we can't fight fairly. It's because I acted a bit despicably."
Huang Chang shook his head and said: "You and I have changed places, and I will do the same, and you have severely injured the three of us in one fell swoop, and the timing is precise. I am afraid that there is no other person in the world with this vision and skill."
As a grand master who has lived for nearly a hundred years, his demeanor is naturally different from that of ordinary people. At this point, he has already seen it away, and he also admires the opponent's hit.
The wine monk on the other side couldn't help but said: "I also admire the monk, but the only thing I can't figure out is that brother Chongyang seems to belong to your ghost villa, right? Why do you want to attack him?"
The sweeping monk hadn't answered yet, but Wang Chongyang said first: "What's so hard to understand, we have no affiliation with Ghost Villa, we just got together because of a common purpose, I'm just a fool like Zhao Gou, yes The imperial court and the country are still loyal, but he turned against the entire Song Dynasty. We are naturally not the same way. In order to avoid future troubles, we simply settled it. If it were me, I would probably do the same."
When he fought on the battlefield in the past, he naturally understood the principle of using everything to the extreme, and he couldn't give the enemy a chance to counterattack, and his own cultivation would become the biggest variable in the future, so naturally he couldn't keep it.
The sweeping monk sighed: "Everyone understands like this, but excuses me instead. I am really ashamed."
At this moment, Zhao Gou had already been released by him, but he had lost half of his strength. His hair was graying, his cheeks were shriveled, his eyes were dull, and he seemed to be several decades older than usual.
The floor-sweeping monk looked down at the mud-like emperor on the ground, and the cruelty on his face gradually faded: "I have already crippled your internal energy and meridians, and from now on you are a useless person. Killing you will only make you cheaper. In the future, let you live like this, which is enough to comfort the spirits of the ancestors in heaven."
Zhao Gou didn't say a word, his eyes were extremely empty. He tried his best to hide the fact that he was a top expert this time, but in exchange for such a tragic ending, how could he accept it for a while
The sweeping monk frowned slightly: "But I'm curious, your body skills just now seem to be martial arts in the "Sunflower Treasure". How can you know the "Sunflower Treasure"?"
Zhao Gou didn't seem to hear what he said, so Huang Chang sighed and explained: "It's not the "Sunflower Collection" either, it's just the "Sword of Exorcising Evil". People in the Jianghu only know that the sword of exorcising evil is the unique skill of the Lin family of Fujian Fuwei Escort Bureau , but didn’t know that Lin Yuantu, the ancestor of the Lin family, was from the Gusu Lin family.”
"Gusu Lin's family?" Wang Chongyang had a strange look on his face when he heard about this family.
The woman in yellow shirt who fell to the side thought that the Lin family was weak, and the patriarch of this generation seemed to be Lin Ruhai, the envoy of salt and iron, right
Huang Chang continued: "People in the world thought that Lin Yuantu died and left the Evil Resisting Sword Manual in the Fuwei Escort Bureau. In fact, he just got tired of the disputes in the Jianghu and returned to the Lin family. A sword manual, but the cultivation conditions are harsh, ahem... In addition, the Lin family was originally a family of officials, and no one practiced this dangerous kung fu. Later, this sword manual was obtained by the imperial court, and the official coincidence happened... just enough Once the premise of cultivation is met, I have practiced this sword technique."
The several great masters present were well-informed, so they naturally knew what prerequisites were needed to practice the evil swordsmanship. Coupled with the thought that Zhao Gou was incompetent, they all suddenly realized.
Not far away, Wang Chongyang coughed a few times: "Brother Huang's words are wrong, there are still some descendants of the Lin family who have practiced this sword technique."
"Who?" Huang Chang asked curiously.
Wang Chongyang did not answer directly, but took a deep look at the little dragon girl not far away: "Brother Huang, don't you think Miss Long's Jade Girl Suxin swordsmanship looks familiar?"
Huang Chang suddenly realized: "No wonder, no wonder, I think her swordsmanship is somewhat similar to the emperor's martial arts, but she is so handsome, like a fairy dancing a sword, but people don't associate it with that."
Wang Chongyang showed a gentle expression: "Back then, the elites in the court were extremely beautiful. They were different from ordinary ladies. They didn't like female workers to embroider. She has studied this cheat book for a long time. At that time, I was very curious about what cheat book could trouble her for so long, and I wanted to help her read it together. But she refused to show it to me. At that time, I thought she was competitive, and I was afraid that I would learn it well. Martial arts overwhelmed her. Now that I think about it, she was afraid that I would not be able to resist the temptation, so she learned this martial arts and swung a knife... Hehe. Now that the secret book of the Lin family is actually "Evil Resisting Swordsmanship", all the previous doubts It's all unraveled."
"Grandmother..." Xiao Longnv murmured to herself, how could she not know who he was talking about
The wine monk couldn't help sighing: "Miss Lin is really a genius. She actually forcibly transformed this evil skill into a martial art suitable for women's cultivation, and changed the cruel and treacherous way to make it appear fairy-like."