The relocation of the whole family, together with the two forces of Yuanmozong and Chirimen, wants to gain a firm foothold in Dayin, not only to ask the people here to accept it, but also to re-divide the cake here. Moreover, when showing minions, it must not touch the bottom line of the local forces here too much.
So after clearing the troubles along the way, Lu Sheng rushed to Dayin first, preparing to clear the way for the follow-up team and open up a territory of influence.
He had heard some information about the Chunyang faction, the most powerful gang in this area, from the hunters. Many rich families and gentry clans want to send their children to Chunyang School to practice martial arts. Within a hundred li radius, the Chunyang faction is considered the best prospect for development.
So when he saw the team with the same badge just now, Lu Sheng's heart moved slightly, and he immediately thought of the Chunyang faction.
Standing up, he moved his wrist and walked up the stone steps up the mountain.
Walking along the stone steps for more than half an hour, without rushing or slowing down, Lu Sheng soon saw the ancient and large temple on the top of the mountain.
There is a plaque hanging in the temple, with three neat but unknown characters written on it.
Lu Sheng saw the team that just came up at a glance. They were all gathered on the right side of the temple gate, chatting with a little monk.
As the sun went down, the light grew dimmer.
Lu Sheng also walked to a remote corner on one side, stood still under the crooked neck tree, and looked at the crowd on the top of the mountain.
Soon the temple opened. This temple is a bit strange, it is always open at night.
Teams of pilgrims lined up and walked into the temple gate, and were greeted by little monks to donate sesame oil money one by one. Soon it was the turn of the team that Lu Sheng was staring at.
"... Benefactor Wen, a long time to come..." Lu Sheng, who was far away, heard a welcoming monk coming out, and said to the team with respect.
"I'm delayed by something in the school, won't I come here as soon as I have time?" A woman smiled softly.
A group of people walked into the temple, took about half a stick of incense, and then walked out slowly.
The one who took the lead was the young woman who spoke just now. There are also temple hosts who send them out in person.
Lu Sheng squinted his eyes, and his super five senses instantly captured the conversation between these few people.
"... My Chunyang sect hates incense in the evening. If the pastor hadn't asked for the consecration copper coins here, why would I have to travel so far?" a girl whispered.
"Keep your voice down, and be careful not to be heard." The woman leading the team sighed, "Brother Pastor naturally has his reasons. In my opinion, the host is also walking like a tiger, not like a fraudster. He must have some skills. With his If the ability is consecrated, even if it doesn't work, it won't be much worse."
"Sister Qingsu, you are too gullible and trust others too much." The girl added before.
The host was standing beside the two of them, and he didn't get angry when he heard the two women blatantly say that they were incompetent, but just looked at them with a smile.
"Okay, that's it, I'll take my leave." The woman surnamed Wen clasped her fists slightly, and started to leave down the mountain with everyone.
At this moment, a scream suddenly exploded.
Aggressive! A row of silver-blue steel needles were nailed neatly into the ground in front of her. line up.
The woman surnamed Wen had already paused to avoid the steel needle. At this time, she forcibly twisted her body and raised her hand to point at the corner.
Chi!
The silver-white shimmer is fleeting.
A handsome man with a manic face slowly walked out of the corner. The man held a pitch-black short sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword slowly swallowed a silver-blue light, blocking the silver-white light.
"Wen Qingsu, it's been a year since we met again after the last farewell, do you know how I've lived this year?" The man put on a black coat outside, and inside were layers of white bandages.
"Magic Hand Scholar, you really appeared..." Wen Qingsu said coldly. "Brother Wen Ruo, you can come out now."
As soon as the words were finished, a burly man with an extremely strong upper body slowly walked out of the crowd. The man has gray hair and looks old.
"We must keep you here this time! Scholar with magic hand!" The man snorted coldly, and without a word, he rushed forward to beat him close to him.
The three of them started fighting indiscriminately on the field, and it was so lively when you came and went. Lu Sheng watched the battle from the sidelines.
"The movements of these three people mainly use internal energy similar to inner energy, and their movements have a certain degree of advance and retreat, so there should be a complete inheritance."
Just as they were talking, the three people in the field fired real fire, Wen Qingsu raised her plain hand, and a large piece of silver-white fine sand exploded in all directions like a goddess scattering flowers.
The magic hand scholar laughed, and a light blue halo appeared on his body, blocking all the fine sand. Then he jumped forward and slapped Wen Qingsu's lower abdomen with a fistful of afterimages.
In addition, the burly man also punched the devil's hand scholar in the back of the vest at this time, but the powerful force seemed to have no effect on him, but was instead drawn to Wen Qingsu's palm.
"The victory and defeat have been decided." Seeing this, Lu Sheng probably understood the fighting method of the Great Yin Dynasty.
"Martial arts are not like martial arts, and secret arts are not like secret arts. They are more like martial arts with a little fantasy. They don't have any energy in their bodies other than inner energy." He concluded, watching Wen Qingsu vomit blood from being beaten, he With a slight movement in his heart, he disappeared into the shadows.
After the magic hand scholar succeeded, he laughed, leaped forward, and disappeared into the woods after a few strokes.
The fact that others can't catch up doesn't mean that Lu Sheng can't catch up. When he moved his feet, the blood net force field took him to fly towards the magic hand scholar. Not through the five senses, but through the powerful inner energy circulating in the opponent's body.
After turning west in the middle of the forest, Lu Sheng soon caught up with the magic hand scholar who was panting slightly in front of him.
Judging from the power estimation just now, this seemingly formidable magic-handed scholar, his energy level is barely above the level, but his skills are very good, he can also borrow the penetrating power to hit a strong enemy, it can be seen that this person The talent and skills are very good.
Lu Sheng squinted his eyes. If Da Song had a rough bar with a black film on it, then the magic hand scholar would spread out the black film and concentrate it from time to time to exert greater power and stronger protection.
This allowed him to display the lethality and defense power of the three-stripe level, even though he only had the total energy of the one-stripe level.
"Hello." Lu Sheng walked out of the hiding place with open arms, indicating that he did not mean any harm. "Hello, I won't hurt you, don't worry, can we talk?" He showed a stiff smile.
The magic hand scholar was about to cross his legs and close his eyes to adjust his breath, when he suddenly heard a voice behind him, his whole body trembled in fright, and he almost lost his temper.
After gasping for breath several times, he slowly calmed down his frightened heart. Then he turned around and looked at Lu Sheng.
"You are?" With his perception, he couldn't even detect this person, which really scared him.
"I'm an ordinary person passing by. I don't know much about this place. Can you give me a good introduction?" Lu Sheng stood in front of the magic hand scholar.
"Ordinary... people?" The magic hand scholar was very annoyed. But the other party did not make any excessive moves. He couldn't vent either. "What do you want to ask?" He already felt the terrifying aura of the other party overwhelming him, which made him a little out of breath.
Lu Sheng paused, and then asked all the common sense questions about the surrounding terrain and forces.
At first, the magic hand scholar thought it was a foreshadowing test for him. This senior had profound skills, so he answered them honestly. But it was later discovered that Lu Sheng was really asking seriously.
He answered quickly one by one, and explained some details in detail.
"Senior... can I go?" After finishing speaking, the magic hand scholar asked cautiously.
"Of course." Lu Sheng just stopped the other party to ask about the situation, and did not intend to kill him.
He learned from the magic hand scholar. The largest and strongest nearby is the Chunyang faction, and their branch leaders even have earth-level masters.
The so-called earth level.
Dayin divides the masters in the Jianghu into ordinary masters, those who are well-known in a small area, and their prestige echoed in several cities.
The last is the level of celebrity. Resounded across a large area. There is some fame in the whole country.
The Diyuan level is actually the snake level, which is Dayin's own name. A strong person belonging to the third level, a powerful person who can dominate a city.
Lu Sheng asked about the situation, and knew that the Chunyang faction was actually a branch of a large sect that spanned the whole country, and this place was just a branch of the branch.
In Dayin, the gang sects have a very tight control over the various places. There are a total of three major sects, like the scorching sun in the sky, covering everything, and their branches can be found everywhere.
After letting go of the Demon Hand Scholar, Lu Sheng sorted out his thoughts a little bit. If he wanted to fully integrate into Dayin, it seemed that he had to start with these three sects.
As a wanted criminal of the Chunyang Sect, the Moshou Scholar knew him very well. Originally, he was planning to come to destroy the annual Shengyang Festival for the Chunyang Sect to recruit disciples.
Unexpectedly, he ran into one of the true disciples, Wen Qingsu, by chance, so he made a bold move, intending to take him down, but unfortunately he still failed. In the end, he met Lu Sheng by accident.
"The characters, martial arts, customs and customs here are not clear, but you can sneak into it first."
Lu Sheng wanted to study the things here systematically. Especially the martial arts system here.
"Shengyang Festival... This is an opportunity." The restriction of the Shengyang Festival is that everyone under the age of 30, as long as they have qualifications and perseverance, have the opportunity to join the Chunyang School.
Lu Shengman is only twenty-three now. Fully qualified.
"So I'm only twenty-three this year..." Lu Sheng suddenly felt a little dazed when he thought of his own age. Twenty-three... But adding his age in his previous life, he was already in his fifties. She doesn't have the vitality that a twenty-three-year-old should have at all.
"That's it. Since the superior of the Chunyang Sect is a well-known sect in Dayin, let's pay homage to it first, and then discuss the situation."
From the magic hand scholar, after sensing it at close range, he faintly felt that the system here was not the ordinary internal energy system of Song Dynasty, but another energy system similar to internal energy, but purer and more powerful.
It just so happens that his current martial arts has no way to improve, and this big Yin situation just might help him break through the bottleneck.
As soon as he thought of it, Lu Sheng left Suyue Mountain overnight and asked someone to inquire. After the "friendly" directions from the residents of the two mountains, he quickly found the way to Sanguo Lake, the place where the Shengyang Festival was held. Almost on the main road in that direction.
Going all the way along the main road, he also saw a lot of people sparsely, and they were all young people like him rushing towards Sanguo Lake.
Even the night road can't stop these young people's martial arts.
In addition, there are some bullock carts pulling many boys, and it seems that they also want to join the Chunyang faction.
Lu Sheng learned from the magic hand scholar that in the Great Yin Dynasty, such a situation is normal, everyone is martial, even the old farmer knows a few crops, and a strong man who has not practiced may not be able to beat the old man .
Because of this, the three major sects in Dayin are not only ordinary martial arts sects, but also a sacred place of martial arts in the hearts of countless people.