Ling Hanzhong is downright utilitarian and cronyism. Different from his past magnanimity, every step of his actions is full of aggression that is inconsistent with the tranquil atmosphere of Mount Lu.
In the wing of the palace, the masters of Lushan swordsmanship who came to seek the land of Hangzhou gathered here.
The top and bottom of the Lushan Jianguan are 'peak', 'waterfall', 'cliff', 'spring', and 'book'. Although they are all practicing swordsmanship, the changes of yin and yang, rigidity and softness in the five characters are completely different, and the order cannot be changed. According to the talents of each disciple, they are divided into different character parts to practice. After learning one of the swordsmanship, you can go to another sword to continue practicing.
Only a few talented disciples can fully cultivate the five-character, and only then can they be regarded as independent. From that day on, we will have our own true mentors. Since then, he began to learn Yunsong's positive and negative 18-way sword or Jinfu sword. A disciple who can learn these two swordsmanships is already a first-class expert in the arena.
Today, in this wing room, there are hundreds of swordsmen standing, all of which belong to such a situation. They are the real elite teachers of Lushan Jianguan, and they are all talented swordsmen. But they gathered here, holding their breath, quietly waiting for the gentle breath from the house. No one dared to move.
If this group of people took it to the rivers and lakes, they would probably think it was the rebirth of the Shenyue Sect, and the second Demon Suppression Conference was about to start. In fact, even on the day of the Lawless Cliff, Lushan Jianguan did not send out so many elite players. But in this room, no one dared to take a breath, trying to imitate the rhythm of each other's breathing, for fear that a dissonance would appear and anger the master here.
The person who dominates this space doesn't pay any attention to the superposition of nervousness. It seems that he can't feel it, or is not interested. The old man just closed his eyes and tapped the table with his index finger, making regular noises.
"The people who came from the imperial court are really unpredictable and profound. The old man discussed with this person for a long time, but it was a waste of several days. The imperial court definitely does not have a positive attitude towards us entering Hangzhou. We have known this for a long time, and there is no need to talk nonsense. But The attention of the imperial court is now all on the remnants of the demon sect, not to mention that we do not know what we are thinking at the moment, but we know that the three divisions of martial arts are too busy, and their hands cannot reach here for a while. We want to occupy Hangzhou and rule All the sects here can only be resolved quickly."
The old man's articulation was clear, with an unquestionable vigour in his tone, just like his aggressive eyes. He will be seventy years old this year, but he does not show his old age at all. His tone and facial expressions are more severe and domineering than when he was young.
If anyone saw his face, they would have to suspect that there would be huge waves in the Central Plains martial arts.
There is no more convincing evidence than this. After all, the master of Lushan Jianguan actually came to Hangzhou in person during the turmoil in the rivers and lakes.
Ling Hanzhong didn't give his subordinates much time to think.
"I want you to come, not to be dumb, but to kill."
His movements have always been fast, almost violently. Every time he expands his power, it can be said to be a battle between the rivers and lakes if it sounds good, and it is the king of the mountains if it sounds ugly. If it weren't for a signboard of the White King, it would be no different from the behavior of the evil faction.
"Excuse me, Lord, when will you start?"
"Do you still need to choose a date to kill? It's today." Ling Hanzhong's fingers like dead wood stopped tapping, the room suddenly became quiet, and he said slowly: "No one would think that we just finished discussing with the representatives of the imperial court, It will start to act immediately, and doing it again tomorrow will reduce the possibility of success, don’t be a fool.”
Ling Hanzhong's dry eye sockets seemed to have two dead fish eyes, and they couldn't turn around, but suddenly there was a light of excitement and viciousness.
"After this is done, you will try your best to search for three days in Hangzhou, but if your subordinates are defeated, their family's gold and silver beauties can be taken by themselves, and the old man will not stop them."
Appropriate consolation to soldiers after the invasion is the only magic weapon for Lushan Jianguan to develop and grow in recent years. These swordsmen who have practiced their swords ruthlessly can vent their frustrations while practicing swordsmanship at this moment. They have the signboard protection of the White King and Seven Crowns. few.
"Revelation, although we think, we only attack seven schools today, and there are not many women..."
"Then I will also give you the people in the surrounding area. Since Lin'an is rich and beautiful, I'm afraid I won't be satisfied? Didn't Qingshu get a little beauty that day?"
Thinking of the girl who sold cakes that Second Young Master had a crush on that day, many people couldn't help but shoot envious glances in their eyes, breathing a little heavy, as if the room was full of wild animals.
Ling Hanzhong sneered and said, "What's that... You guys do things well, and you'll be happy in the future."
Ling Hanzhong was regarded as the first person of the White King, mostly for the sake of Lushan Jianguan and Jianxian Caolu. Under the reputation accumulated over thousands of years in the Jianguan Righteous Way of Mount Lu, many of his evil deeds have been well covered up. If you really talk about the bad things he has done in his life, the masters he has harmed, the righteous people who have killed, the women who have raped and raped, and put them out to show the righteous people all over the world, I am afraid that the march of the demon army will not be the same. It will be impossible without the cliffs, but it will go straight into Lushan. In contrast, it doesn't matter if the name of the demon king who blows the lamp is changed by Ximen, and the leader of Ximen is afraid that he can still be commended by a righteous person.
The subordinates promised.
"Report to Guanzhu. All the elites are here, and we will arrive in the grove at the foot of Chenghuang Mountain in three quarters of today. Then the troops will be divided into seven routes, and they will attack the seven largest local forces in Hangzhou respectively. End the battle within hours."
good!
Ling Hanzhong cheered in his heart, just waiting for Hangzhou to get into his hands. He was able to let Ling Qingshu take over the place, which was considered a retreat.
Someone shouted: "Watching the Lord, there is news from the young master."
"Say."
The man hesitated for a while, and then hesitantly told the truth under Ling Hanzhong's angry eyes.
Since Ling Qingshu was sent by him to establish his reputation, he has not come back yet, and Ling Hanzhong is also concerned about how he is doing. It was just the news that made him furious.
"Yeluobao Shuzi, dare to treat my son like this! Where is Qingshu now?"
"It seems that he is being taken to the yamen."
In Lushan Jianguan, there has always been a rule that 'the head of the sect does not pass on his sons'.
No matter who is the master, the position of master can be passed on to disciples, nephews, grandsons, and even outsiders, but it can't always be passed on to children.
This 'no-children' rule has been set down thousands of years ago, and no one - of course someone has tried it, but no one has ever succeeded - has not broken this iron rule. Because of this, despite Ling Hanzhong's strong and sturdy people and his arbitrary conduct at the Mount Lujian Temple, his two sons could not inherit the mantle of the master of the temple.
Because he, Ling Hanzhong, got the position of spectator and the qualification to enter the Sword Immortal Caolu to learn swords in this way.
Almost from the time Ling Hanzhong took over from his uncle, who is also his master, when he stepped over his talented master and son, and his senior brother 'Feng Guolongting' Ling Feng took over the position of the head, the fate of his son was also at the same time. Doomed.
Ling Hanzhong couldn't forget the deep depression, unwillingness, and resentment on his brother's face the day he took over as the watcher. From that day on, the first swordsman 'Feng Guolongting', who was famous all over Lushan Mountain, became a sullen loner, who didn't talk much with anyone, never married for life, and just practiced swordsmanship.
This situation only changed when his eldest son Ling Yaoshi appeared. He stared at the little baby who was still in the swaddle, and couldn't help but smile on his face, which seemed to be a kind of revenge and happiness that he could see with his own eyes. This made Ling Hanzhong feel a little scared. Ling Fengxing's today is his son's tomorrow.
Because of the inability, Ling Hanzhong always tried his best to make up for his two sons with money and enjoyment. This is in stark contrast to his strict requirements for his daughters—because his beautiful daughters are still useful. Ling Qingshu’s sadistic tendencies and lawless atrocities are born out of this hopelessness and Distorted value.
Ling Hanzhong loves his younger son the most, and has always been unrestrained in his behavior. He himself is not a virtuous gentleman. As long as his son can practice martial arts well, he doesn't care much about the rest. But although his son Ling Hanzhong was not of good morals, he was an old man who guarded the calf.
"Please rest assured, the young master has already revealed his identity. No matter how bold the other party is, he will not dare to hurt the young master."
"Hmph, Yeluobao... Yeluobao, that lunatic's apprentice may not be a normal person."
Ling Hanzhong remembered the origin of Yeluobao, and became more and more annoyed. Back then, the daughter he raised meticulously wanted to be sent to the palace to be with the empress. The pillow wind on the left and the right could make the emperor rely more heavily on the Ling family. Knowing his second daughter was kidnapped by Minghuayu's son of a bitch. Ling Hanzhong knocked on the door, and her daughter's bead was darkly knotted, and she even had a child. No matter how angry, Ling Hanzhong could only hold his nose.
Unexpectedly, his apprentice is making trouble again!
"Send someone to stop him! If someone hurts Qingshu's hair, I'll slash him with a thousand cuts!"
Volume 7 Fanwai Tanabata Special Collection was not the same year (8)
The Hangzhou Seven Heroes left, and Cha Hao also left with the orphan of the Zhang family.
In the Yeluo Hall, Ming Feizhen waved his hand and backed away, leaving only the two people on the imperial couch.
Ming Suwen enjoyed the time alone with Ming Feizhen, but she didn't like the other person thinking about other things. Auntie Xiao has always been bold in her style, not to mention that there is no one around. With her soft and boneless palms, she lightly pressed Ming Feizhen's chest, and with the help of her slender waist, she turned around, and the beauty sitting in her arms became a face-to-face 'riding' on Ming Feizhen's body. The skin is plump and moisturised without water.
When Zhang Mei's soul-stirring face stared at Ming Feizhen, Ming Feizhen recovered from the long test.
Ming Suwen didn't blame him, instead, she spoke softly with 12 points of pity.
"You restrain your killing intent, it's very hard to restrain yourself."
"..." Ming Feizhen said with a wry smile, "Is it so obvious?"
"You have been lying on the imperial couch and refused to look at them directly because you are enduring the surging killing intent. You are afraid that you will slaughter them all in a fit of anger."
"Even now, I don't think that's wrong."
Ming Fei's tone was resolute, without any hesitation.
"I agree with what you said, but you also know... You have too many secrets in Yeluo Mountain. It is not suitable to provoke excessive attention from the imperial court. Therefore, you choose to leave them to the imperial court to deal with the consequences. I I don't think it's a wrong move. But what are you thinking... You shouldn't end like this, what are you going to do next?"