The challenge comes from the underworld faction in Yunzhou - the owner of Dou'e Villa, "Blood Wave Knife" Peng Feilian.
Peng Feilian is a tycoon of the underworld in Yunzhou, and his power is no less powerful than that of the Iron Banner Association, which ranks second in the Baidao. Only by buying road silver can they travel, and the wealth has been amassed extremely. It is said that he has a close relationship with Chongxuanhu, the general of Zhennan, and he is also the brother of his younger brother Chongheihu.
Since Chongxuanhu's rebellion failed, the underworld boss who originally supported Chongxuanhu has been squeezed by the court, and the court has been too busy to deal with him, so although life has been getting worse and worse in the past few years, But still alive.
Unexpectedly, the Wulin sect who jumped out to challenge the Kunwu sect today turned out to be them.
Inside and out, the intention of revenge is clear.
And Peng Feilian of Dou'E Mountain Villa has a notorious reputation. He has ruled the world for decades with his [Blood Wave Knife Technique]. There are countless masters outside.
During these fifty years, although he failed to step into the "Returning to the Void Realm", his skills have become stronger day by day, and his experience in fighting is even more difficult for ordinary people to hold a candle to.
This Peng Feilian was by no means a person who tried his best to avoid duels when he was in a high position. On the contrary, Peng Feilian was well-known in the Jianghu for his bravery and ruthlessness. In reason.
At this time, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse.
A hundred years of forbearance, in exchange for Kunwu's resurgence today.
Cho Lang gave a dragon chant, and "Moon Ruyu" was put into the sheath.
Chu Lingxu looked up to the sky and sighed, a rare strong and intense emotion ignited in his heart.
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Early in the morning of the second day, it was just dawn.
Lin Yuncong walked out of Guanmen with a big broom in his hand, and started the daily sweeping work.
Although the "Kunwu Academy" at the foot of the mountain is in full swing, and the huge number of people is amazing, but on Kunwu Mountain, every little Taoist priest who enters the temple still insists on doing the work by himself. Master Bo Lu Qingzheng said that this is called practice.
Lin Yuncong is fifteen years old this year.
He has been with his brothers and sisters for more than eight years since Qingyun Temple. Eight years of cultivation allowed him to reach the third heaven of the Earth Origin Realm. This speed is already the first among three generations of disciples. It's just that this poor guy is superhuman in terms of internal strength, but in terms of martial arts, he is too ordinary.
Lin Yuncong is kind by nature, he doesn't like to fight with others at all, everyone looks like he is smiling, he is completely a bad guy who is just waiting to die. And just because of this temperament, Ma Yunyong, who was angry and indisputable, pointed at his forehead countless times and scolded him countless times. Later, he joined forces with a few seniors to give Lin Yuncong some special training, constantly bullying him, trying to arouse his anger. , but after a few years, the facts have proved that this plan has completely failed, and Ma Yunyong finally surrendered and surrendered.
"It's rare to have a leisurely day—"
Because these days are Ma Dashan's birthday, Ma Yunyong, who is his son, has been staying at his home in Kunwu Mountain City for the past few days.
Finally, the bearded man was gone. Lin Yuncong stretched comfortably and looked around. It was already the midsummer season, with the hot sun, molten gold and stones, and the bitter heat. In other areas, even in such an early morning, it is rare to be cool, but Kunwu Mountain is different.
There are not only bushes and long forests in the mountains, but they can't see the sun. There are also waterfalls and flowing springs on Kunwu Mountain when the snow melts, spraying beads and splashing snow, and there is a mysterious sky lake in the mountains. The icebergs melt and snow, not only does not have the heat, but feels a little cool.
The mountain gate of the Kunwu Sect is at the foot of Kunwu Mountain, and there is still a 20-mile mountain road to climb from the main entrance. The stone steps from a hundred years ago are still the same. Under the shade of the trees, climbing up the stairs is very quiet.
Lin Yuncong walked lightly, straight down from the Kunwu Mountain, and the so-called main entrance of the Kunwu School is actually just a guest pavilion, with a ten-meter-high boulder next to it, with three large gold-cut characters written "Kunwu Mountain" .
This boulder is the mountain gate of the "Kunwu Sect".
It seems crude, but in fact this boulder itself is a complete dragon-breaking stone, which was obtained from the forbidden area of Kunwu Mountain by Ye Qingxuan and several senior brothers, and the words on it were written by Chu Lingxu himself , It was chiseled with Ye Qingxuan's Ninth Grade Sword.
Lin Yuncong let out a sigh of relief, looked at the picturesque scenery around him, breathed in the refreshing air, moaned comfortably, closed his eyes, raised his clothes, and whispered in his mouth:
"Wuyue is not far away in search of immortals, and I will visit famous mountains in my life.
Kunwu shows off the South Douban, and the screen is covered with nine folds of clouds and brocades.
There is a single peak in front of Jinque, and three stone beams hang upside down from the Milky Way.
The shadows fall on the sky, the lake is green and the light is bright, and the cliffs are back and forth. Ling Cangcang.
The green shadows and red clouds reflect the morning sun, and the birds can't fly to the sky.
Ascend to the magnificent world, the vast river will not return.
Yellow clouds are moving thousands of miles, and white waves are nine flowing snow mountains. "
Because he is He Qingzhu's beloved apprentice, in addition to practicing kung fu, he also plays the role of He Qingzhu's little bookboy. After a long time, he also acquired a trace of He Qingzhu's bookishness. Similar ancient poems have already been familiarized by heart. He recited a song "Guanshan Yin" by Li Taibai, the founder of Taibai Jianzong.
Just finished chanting, suddenly there was a burst of laughter from the woods not far away. Lin Yuncong looked up and saw seven or eight young warriors flashing out of the woods, each of them was dressed in white. Dressed in red line strokes, and a big ring knife tied with red silk on their backs, they were supposed to be heroic young people, but unfortunately they were all destroyed by the arrogance and mockery on their faces. It looks more like a group of well-dressed prodigal sons.
There was a young man in his twenties, very handsome, but slightly frivolous, he was obviously the leader of the group.
Beside him, a big man with two mustaches on his face sarcastically mocked: "Yo Yo, I can't tell, the Taoist priests on Kunwu Mountain are all scholars. They really deserve to be wiped out for a hundred years." Afterwards, where the ashes were revived again, tsk tsk tsk..."
After the big man finished speaking, another white-clothed swordsman next to him snorted coldly: "It's just some savages hiding in the mountains. With a little luck, they occupied Kunwu Mountain. They dare to say that they are the inheritance of the great sect a hundred years ago. So shameless..."
All the swordsmen burst into laughter, full of disdain and provocation towards the Kunwu faction.
The few people completely ignored Lin Yuncong's words and continued talking to themselves.
Lin Yuncong frowned slightly, but in the face of the provocation from the visitor, he still retained enough politeness, and said directly and slowly: "All believers have a long life. Burn incense and pray for blessings, and please go to the "Kunwu Temple" in the mountain city to do things... "
Unexpectedly, as soon as this remark came out, several big men in white clothes on the opposite side were furious, and shouted wildly: "What? Do you think we are foolish people who burn incense and worship God? The Kunwu faction is too deceptive!"
"Is this the way of hospitality of the Kunwu sect? To let a little Taoist priest humiliate the hero of my Dou'e Villa here, do you really think that we dare not kill people?"
"The Kunwu faction is so bastard and rude. After accepting my master's challenge, they dare not come out to meet it, but let their disciples provoke you here. Do you want us to find an excuse to avoid a duel after killing someone?"
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These young people are like mad dogs locked in a cage, buzzing and scolding non-stop. Unfortunately, Lin Yuncong, who is opposite them, is the disciple who lives the most self-contained life in this concept, and has no interest in things outside of him. He really didn't know what great challenge the master had accepted. After all, it was not the first time such a "challenge to the door" had happened. Many people came here with such arrogance, and finally left in disgrace. Thinking of this, Lin Yuncong really doesn't think there is anything to argue with these people. Even if the other party is here to challenge, it is natural to report to the third uncle Chen Qingsong to deal with it, and he is too lazy to waste words with these people. , saluted directly and said: "All the believers have come to understand the purpose of the Lord. The building in the mountain has not yet been completed, and there is no place to stay. Please wait here for a while in this small pavilion. I will ask my Uncle Jia to come out to meet the guests..."
After finishing speaking, he turned around and left with a big broom.
The disciples of Dou'E Villa on the opposite side were furious at Lin Yuncong's plain attitude, and they all said to the leading young man, "Young Master, you can't let this kid go away like this. Our Dou'E Villa has ruled the world in Yunzhou for decades. , how can I be so useless today..."
"Yes, teach me a lesson, teach these Kunwu faction bullies a lesson, make them so defiant..."
The handsome young man looked at Lin Yuncong's back coldly, and nodded affirmatively.
With the senior brother's approval, several disciples jumped up immediately, and with a whirring sound of their clothes ripping through the air, Lin Yuncong only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and he was surrounded by four big men in white clothes.
Lin Yuncong was stupefied, still paying respects to the head, and asked blankly: "All the believers are blocking the path..."
The white-clothed warrior with two beards who made the sarcastic remarks before sneered, and said, "You little bull-nosed man, are you pretending to be stupid in front of your grandpa Tao Cheng, and treating all the heroes of our Dou'E Villa as monkeys? Didn't your master inform you that the heroes from Dou'E Villa came to challenge you?"
"Dou'e Villa!?" Lin Yuncong struggled to recall, then shook his head regretfully: "My dear friend, I'm sorry, Xiaodao has never heard of it..."
"Bold!"
"Arrogance!"
Several big men in white yelled and cursed in unison, and the famous swordsman Tao Cheng almost got his nose twisted. He didn't understand that Lin Yuncong really didn't know where Dou'e Mountain Villa was, so he grabbed Lin Yuncong's Taoist robe by the front, He said angrily: "The owner of the Dou'e Mountain Villa 'Blood Wave Knife' Peng Daxia challenged Chu Lingxu, the old Taoist of your Xiaoye Temple. How dare you say you don't know about this!? What the hell are you pretending to be like a big clove of garlic..."