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??What is this Master Yue talking about? What's the allusion?
Master Fang Zheng held this letter and fell into deep thought.
"Abbott, there is a letter from the Hengshan sect." The young novice reported outside again, came in respectfully, and presented the letter with both hands.
Master Fang Zheng took it, opened it, read it carefully, slowly put down the letter, and scanned between several pieces of letter paper, deep in thought.
He raised his head and asked slowly: "How is Miss Ren now?"
"Miss Ren has been refusing to eat, and she is about to lose her support." The little novice monk showed a look of compassion on his face and answered respectfully.
Master Fang Zheng sighed, and Ren Yingying's stubborn and cold face appeared in front of his eyes. She seemed to have encountered something sad, and she looked like she was as depressed as death.
Since she was invited to Shaolin, she has not spoken a word, cannot drink even a drop of water, and seems to be starving to death.
It was the first time for Master Fang Zheng to see such a strong-willed woman. He was caught off guard and could only tap her acupuncture points and force her to drink water and some liquid food.
There is a prohibition on killing in Buddhism. He is compassionate and cannot allow Ren Yingying to die on hunger strike in front of him. Moreover, he invited Ren Yingying to Shaolin to do this. If I don¡¯t kill Boren, Boren will die because of me.
But just eating some liquid food every day, she was getting weaker day by day, and the plump beauty was now haggard, and the little novice couldn't bear to see it.
"Alas Amitabha, you are so good." Master Fang Zheng proclaimed the Buddha's name, with a look of pity on his face, and shook his head and said: "This Miss Ren is too strong-tempered."
"Abbott, if she doesn't eat anymore, I'm afraid she will die." The little novice monk clasped his hands together, lowered his head, and said softly.
"I'll go take a look." Master Fang Zheng stood up, left the meditation room, walked through several courtyards, and came to a small courtyard in the back mountain.
Ten strong middle-aged monks surrounded the small courtyard, four or five feet apart, holding wooden sticks, motionless, like statues.
Looking at its formation, not even a fly can fly in. Although it is winter at this time, there are no flies.
When they saw Master Fang Zheng coming, they bowed their heads and remained silent.
Master Fang Zheng opened the courtyard door, and there was a person sitting in the courtyard. Master Fang Zheng was refreshed, and he clasped his palms together: "Miss Ren, I am polite."
This is an elegant small courtyard with bamboo groves on all four sides. There is only a small pavilion in the middle, with bamboo chairs and bamboo stools. The breeze blows and rustles, just like the sounds of nature.
In the pavilion, there is a woman sitting, her face covered with black gauze, motionless. Just looking at her figure, you can see that she is graceful and graceful.
"Miss Ren" Master Fang Zheng stepped forward to the small pavilion and greeted her slowly. His voice was calm and detailed, which made people feel calm.
The woman remained motionless and silent. A gust of breeze blew, and the black gauze fluttered, revealing her cheeks that looked like white jade. It was none other than Ren Yingying, the saint of the Sun and Moon God Sect.
"Miss Ren, please eat something." Master Fang Zheng advised harmoniously.
Ren Yingying remained motionless, still sitting upright, like a statue of a jade girl, her face covered with black gauze, only her eyes were exposed, her bright eyes were slightly closed, as if she was in meditation.
Master Fang Zheng sat in front of her, let out a long sigh and said, "You are hurting your health by doing this. Girl is in Shaolin now. After a year and a half, you can leave freely after listening to my sermon. Why bother with this?" Treat yourself like this?!"
"Today, I will teach you about the Lotus Sutra." Master Fang Zheng took out a volume of scripture from his arms and handed it to Ren Yingying.
Ren Yingying remained motionless, seemingly silent.
Master Fang Zheng was not angry. He opened the scriptures, pressed a corner of the scriptures with a square inkstone, placed it in front of Ren Yingying, and then began to explain.
"Sakyamuni Buddha lived in a mountain in Rajagaha, and he was accompanied by more than 12,000 great monks"
Master Fang Zheng¡¯s voice is clear and gentle, and his words are clear and mellow, which is very pleasant to the ear.
Ren Yingying¡¯s eyes moved slightly, slowly opened them, glanced at Master Fang Zheng indifferently, and whispered: "Brother, this is too annoying!"
His voice was hoarse, his tone was weak, and he was weak. He was obviously extremely weak.
Master Fang Zheng smiled slightly, with a kind expression, and still spoke like beads in his mouth, slowly and softly, without being annoying at all.
Ren Yingying rolled her eyes at Master Fang Zheng helplessly, and said indifferently: "Shaolin is a Zen sect. Zen sect does not establish words, and the words are wrong when spoken. Why does the master still lecture?!"
"Oh, girl, you know a lot about Buddhism?" Master Fang Zheng was startled, then smiled and said: "Buddhism is vast and can save all sentient beings. How about taking refuge in my Buddhism and being pure and at ease?"
Ren Yingying showed a smile and shook her head silently, as if she was too lazy to say more.
?"Alas It seems that the girl really has no connection with Buddhism." Master Fang Zheng sighed kindly, with compassion on his face, and shook his head: "The girl's violent temper hurts others and herself. It's better to listen to Lao Na's sermons to eliminate the violence. Get angry and go down the mountain again."
"The great monk is too lenient, are you not afraid of causing trouble for Shaolin?" Ren Yingying said in a low voice, her eyes were indifferent and her tone was flat.
Master Fang Zheng's face straightened, he clasped his hands together, proclaimed the Buddha's name, and said slowly: "Amitabha, I won't go to hell. Whoever goes to hell, even if the Eastern leader comes in person, I have to get rid of the hostility in the girl first. "
"It's up to you." Ren Yingying closed her bright eyes and said no more.
Master Fang Zheng moved the beads and preached the Lotus Sutra again.
Ren Yingying opened her eyes again and smiled calmly: "The Seven Sutras of Zen are not so beautiful. The master just explains this sutra. What does it mean?"
Master Fang Zheng was so happy that he was finally able to make her curious. Because of her curiosity, her vitality would not disappear and she would not die.
Just at this moment, a voice sounded outside the door: "Brother"
Master Fang Zheng smiled apologetically, bowed his head, stood up and said, "Miss Ren, please wait a moment, I'll come as soon as I go!"
"The great monk doesn't need to come again!" Ren Yingying said lightly and closed her bright eyes.
"Senior brother." An old monk stood quietly outside the small courtyard and titheed Master Fang Zheng as he stepped out of the courtyard.
The wrinkles on his face make him look very old, but standing there, he looks vigorous and stable, without any sign of weakness.
"Junior brother Fang Sheng, come into my meditation room and speak." Master Fang Zheng returned the courtesy and said warmly.
The two of them entered Master Fang Zheng's Zen room and sat down. The young novice monk brought tea and gently stepped back. The room was quiet.
"Junior Brother Fang Sheng, take a look." Master Fang Zheng handed the letter on the table to Monk Fang Sheng.
Master Fang Sheng read each letter one by one, very slowly and carefully.
Master Fang Zheng did not rush. He closed his eyes slightly and slowly sipped the tea. He was calm and relaxed.
After a long while, Master Fang Sheng put down the letter, raised his head, and asked doubtfully: "Brother, are they interceding for Miss Ren?"
Master Fang Zheng nodded: "Well, Miss Ren is a saint of the Demon Cult. They have always hated the Demon Cult and are sworn in to each other, but they actually interceded for Miss Ren. It's really weird."
"Yes, it is indeed weird." Master Fang Sheng nodded, his eyebrows furrowed, as if he was deep in thought.
The two of them thought hard for a while, at a loss, and looked at the letter. Although they both had words of pleading, they were very vague and unclear.
"Junior brother, Miss Ren is a saint of the Demon Sect. With such a status, you should be careful to avoid causing disputes and causing more killings." Master Fang Zheng said slowly.
Master Fang Sheng¡¯s eyes were calm and he said slowly: ¡°But for Master Yue and the others, there is no need to be so concerned.¡±
"Could it be that there are other reasons?" Master Fang Sheng raised his head, his eyes bright.
Master Fang Zheng nodded and glanced at some letters on the table.
"Abbott, another letter has arrived." The young novice whispered outside the door.
"Come in." Master Fang Zheng nodded.
The little novice monk came in, held a letter in his hands, and left gently.
Master Fang Zheng took the letter, glanced at it, and said kindly: "It's from the Taishan sect. Could it be that he is also here to plead for mercy?"
Slowly he opened the envelope, unfolded the letter, took a look at it, nodded, and handed it to Master Fang Sheng: "As expected"
Master Fang Sheng received the letter and after reading it, he became even more puzzled: "What else is weird about this Miss Ren?"
"Junior brother, go down and ask, check on Miss Ren." Master Fang Zheng said kindly.
"Yes, don't worry, senior brother." Master Fang Sheng nodded and stood up.
"Master Yang, have you thought about it?!" Yi Lin looked at Yang Zhongchang with a calm face and asked calmly.
She was guarded by Master Yiqing and the others, with a sullen expression on her face and a hint of majesty all over her body.
Master Yihe and Master Yiqing showed a hint of joy in their brows, their eyes were excited, and they glanced at Yilin from time to time, feeling happy in their hearts.
Although Yilin became the head of the Hengshan Sect, her prestige was really insufficient. It was only because of the strong support of the three masters Dingxian, Dingjing and Dingyi that no one dared to say anything.
But deep down in my heart, I still have some disapproval. Yilin is the youngest and has very little qualifications. Although she is very powerful in martial arts and is the number one master of the Hengshan sect, she is too weak in her dealings with people. She is only kind-hearted and lacks the decisiveness of the leader of the sect. of style.
Master Yihe and Master Yiqing were arranged by their master.??Assistant Yilin has always been troubled by her temperament. The Hengshan sect is originally a women's sect and is looked down upon by others. If the leader is not tough enough, he will be despised and bullied by people.
Yilin is the leader after all, and they cannot speak too harshly, so they can only worry secretly, looking for opportunities to slowly persuade her.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Nanyun's words immediately made her change.
In their eyes, the Yang family is just a small family, insignificant compared to the Hengshan sect.
Yang Zhongchang dared not to listen to the words of the head, but contradicted them instead. They were angry in their hearts, but they never showed it.
Even though he was Junior Sister Yi Ming¡¯s brother, he had already stepped forward and drew his sword to tell the difference, letting this person taste the pain and know the price of despising the Hengshan Sect.
At this time, Yi Lin¡¯s attitude was tough. Instead of worrying, they were extremely excited and felt that the Hengshan Sect had hope for revitalization.
Yang Zhongchang stared at Yi Lin coldly and smiled faintly: "In my Yang family, there are only ghosts who die standing up, and no one who lives on their knees!"
"You" Yilin was immediately annoyed and her face changed.
A burst of anger spread out from the Dantian. Immediately, a cool breath surged out of the brain and rushed into every part of the body, dispersing the rising energy and dissolving it invisible.
Yang Zhongchang showed no signs of weakness and looked at Yi Lin coldly, his character unusually strong.
"Master Yang, don't you think about it anymore?" Yi Lin suppressed her anger and asked in a low voice, somewhat unwilling to give up. Her tone was much weaker.
"If the Hengshan Sect really succeeds in accomplishing this, what power do our Yang family have to resist?" Yang Zhongchang said calmly.
Yilin could no longer suppress her anger, her delicate eyebrows raised, and she said angrily: "Master Yang, are the dead more important than the living?!"
Yang Zhongchang showed even more calmness and calmness, and said in a light tone: "Every time a person takes a breath of life, a Buddha fights for a stick of incense. Master, don't you understand this truth?!"
"Youyou" Yilin pointed at him, her green-white fingers trembling non-stop, her face so white with anger that her chest heaved.
"Uncle, since the Yang family is so tough, they must have something to rely on!" Jiang Nanyun chuckled softly and glanced sideways at Yang Zhongchang.
"That's right!" Yang Zhongchang nodded and hummed: "There is an elder in my Yang family who has been in seclusion and has no interest in worldly affairs. If Gang Leader Jiang can defeat that elder, the grievances between the Yang family and Guanyun Villa will be wiped out forever!"
Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and smiled, shaking his head slightly: "Oh, you Yang family are really good at making excuses. It's obviously you who want peace, but it seems like it's the other way around!"
Yang Zhongchang waved his hand impatiently and snorted: "Do you agree or not?!"
"Nanyun, okay, just give them another chance!" Yilin turned around quickly and spoke before Jiang Nanyun spoke.
Jiang Nanyun hesitated: "Uncle, but the master has clearly ordered that there is no need to waste words with the Yang family. This"
"Nanyun, if you can't kill someone, then don't kill anyone." Yi Lin said hurriedly, with a look of pleading.
"If I really can't defeat that elder, I will be ashamed of my master!" Jiang Nanyun said helplessly.
Yi Lin hurriedly shook her head and said with a smile: "No, your martial arts is so powerful, except for eldest brother, who else can be your opponent!"
"Oh, okay!" Jiang Nanyun thought for a while and nodded slowly.
Yi Lin suddenly showed gratitude, looked at Yang Zhongchang, and said: "This time I can say it for sure. If you go back on your word again, our Hengshan sect will never let you go!"
"Don't worry!" Yang Zhongchang said loudly, turned around and waved his hand, saying to the great elder in the distance: "Great elder, please come!"
"Alas, my descendants are unworthy" The elder shook his head and sighed, with a look of shame on his wrinkled face, and walked slowly outside.
Soon, a clear jade sound sounded, floating over the entire Yang family, like a wolf smoke that condensed but never dispersed.
Yi Qingshi Tai and Yishi Tai looked at Yi Lin, shook his head disappointed, the head of the head was difficult to change, and there was no majesty of the big faction. How could the Yang family bargain and bargain?
Yilin didn¡¯t dare to look at the two of them, knowing that the two senior sisters would definitely blame her, but her heart was too soft, and she couldn¡¯t help but worry when she thought of many people dying.
Suddenly, a long roar sounded, soaring into the sky, the sound shook the sky, like a huge wave, overwhelming the mountains and the sea, it was unstoppable.
The expressions of everyone in the Yang family changed. Their ears were ringing and buzzing, their eyes were shaking, and they were dizzy.
With such momentum, Jiang Nanyun was startled, and his heart sank slightly.
"This person's internal strength is extremely deep. He is probably not inferior to himself. He is already at the top of the world."Master, no wonder, the Yang family is so tough and domineering, it turns out they have such a killer weapon.
"The tenth generation head of the Yang family bows to the elder!" Yang Zhongchang shouted loudly, kneeling on the ground and facing the direction of the whistling sound.
The rest of the Yang family also knelt down, and they all knelt down on the ground, which was quite a spectacle.
Yi Lin and the others stood quietly and watched silently. Master Yi Qing whispered to Master Yi Ming: "Junior sister Yi Ming, what is going on?"
Master Yi Mingtai shook his head, looking over there with confusion on his face.
Jiang Nanyun whispered to Yilin: "Uncle, the idea is a bit tricky, you have to be careful later!"
"I know." Yilin nodded lightly, her face showing a solemn look, and she already had a white chess piece in her hand.
"Why are you disturbing my Qing Xiu?!" A thunderous voice sounded, floating in the air, roaring in everyone's ears.
Although it was not as shocking as the roar just now, it still had the power to shake people's hearts. The heartbeat suddenly accelerated and was pounding, as if it was about to jump out of the chest.
"You deserve to die! You deserve to die!" Yang Zhongchang raised his voice, knelt down on the ground, kowtowed, and said in a long voice: "A powerful enemy has invaded, and the Yang family is facing life and death. The younger generation is unworthy, and I have to ask the elder to come out!"
¡°Oh¡ª¡ª?!¡± A figure swayed three times, crossed a gray shadow in the air, and appeared in front of Yang Zhongchang.
Glancing at the people kneeling on the ground, the man waved his hands and said carelessly: "What's going on?! Everyone, get up and talk!"
He turned his head and glanced at Yilin, Jiang Nanyun and the others, his cold eyes were like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, it was extremely frightening.
He was wearing gray clothes and his hair was disheveled. The ends of his hair could reach his knees and block his face, but they could not block his cold, electric gaze.
He is short and thin, as if he could be blown away by a gust of wind. He really doesn't have any amazing strength.
But those flashing eyes, like lightning, are quite frightening. You can tell at a glance that the inner strength is extremely deep.
¡°What¡¯s going on with these nuns?!¡± He pointed at Yilin and the others and asked coldly.
His nails are extremely long, about two joints long, shining with a sharp cold light, like weapons, piercing his body, making people shudder.
"These masters are from Hengshan Sect. This is Master Yilin, the leader of Hengshan Sect." Yang Zhongchang stood up, pointed at Yilin and introduced, with a very respectful expression.
"Hengshan sect? Leader?!" The man said something, flicked his hair, revealed his face, and stared at Yilin.
His appearance was very ordinary, except that his face was pale and bloodless. It seemed that he had not seen the sun for a long time, which made him look a bit scary.
But he doesn¡¯t look very old. He is much younger than the great elder, and only a few years older than Yang Zhongchang.
¡°Isn¡¯t the head of the Hengshan Sect Master Dingxian?!¡± His cold, lightning-like gaze swept over the female nuns and landed on Yilin¡¯s pearly face.
"Old elder, Master Yilin has just taken over Hengshan." Yang Zhongchang replied respectfully.
"Master Dingxian has passed away?!" The old man frowned, a flash of cold light flashed in his eyes, and the air seemed to be much gloomier.
"Master Dingxian did not pass away, but was passed down to Master Yilin." Yang Zhongchang answered respectfully, without any hint of impatience.
¡°Oh¡ª¡ª?!¡± His cold eyes swept over Yilin¡¯s face, as if searching.
Yang Zhongchang introduced him wisely: "Old elder, although Master Yilin is young, her martial arts skills are very strong!"
"Well, that must be the case. If not, how could Master Dingxian be passed down to her?" The old man nodded and his eyes fell on Jiang Nanyun.
"This woman is also from the Hengshan sect?!" He pointed at Jiang Nanyun, his nails flashed with cold light, revealing a deep chill.
"This Gang Leader Jiang is here to destroy our Yang family!" Yang Zhongchang said coldly.
¡°Huh¡ª¡ª?!¡± The old man¡¯s eyes narrowed, and cold lightning shot out, condensing on Jiang Nanyun¡¯s body, as dark as a prison.
The nuns around Jiang Nanyun felt a huge force coming over them, as if a strong wind was blowing, and the chill was overwhelming.
"Senior has profound skills, and the little girl admires him very much!" Jiangnan Yunfan bowed, pursed his lips and smiled, and said with a lot of charm.
"You are such a vixen, why can't you get along with my Yang family?!" The old man's pale face darkened, like a zombie, gloomy and terrifying.
Jiang Nanyun smiled sweetly, sighed quietly, shook his head and said: "The little girl is also doing it under the orders of the master, she can't force herself."
"Who is your master?!" the old man shouted in a deep voice, looking at her gloomily.
??The waves in Yunming¡¯s eyes in the south of the Yangtze River are like a pool of spring water,He said with a smile: "Master Xiao Yihan, my seniors must have never heard of it."
"Nobody!" the old elder snorted without hesitation.
Yang Zhongchang hurriedly whispered: "Old elder, this Xiao Yihan, known as Jinghong Yijian, is a little younger than the boy. He has only become famous in the past two years and should not be underestimated."
The old man nodded slightly and said, "It turns out that he is still a newcomer. Well, I have never heard of it. He is very powerful?!"
"Since my debut, I have never lost a single defeat." Yang Zhongchang said in a low voice.
"Oh, no wonder." The old man's expression brightened slightly. When he encountered such a difficult person, no wonder he had to ask himself to come out in person.
"Little girl, are you going to destroy my Yang family on your own?!" His expression suddenly sank, his eyebrows raised, and he shouted in a deep voice.
There was a "buzzing" sound in Jiang Nanyun's ears, like a bronze bell roaring in his ears, deafening.
The cool breath instantly gathers in the ears, forming an invisible aura that blocks the sound and prevents it from hurting the ears.
"Can't it be done with this little girl alone?" Jiang Nanyun said with a smile.
Seeing that Jiang Nanyun was not affected at all, the old man looked at her solemnly and nodded slowly: "It is rare for you to have such skill at such a young age."
"Senior, you are so complimentary." Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and nodded.
She kept smiling, without any murderous intent, as if old friends had met and had a very close relationship.
"In this case, I won't be polite. Don't blame me for bullying the younger!" The old man said solemnly. He had a lot of experience and would not let down his guard just because of Jiang Nanyun's appearance.
He was extremely wary, unable to see through the vixen in front of him. Logically speaking, for such a young man, his skills would not be too deep.
"Please¡ª¡ª!" Jiang Nanyun stretched out his hand.
"Nanyun" Yi Lin hurriedly pulled her, looking worried.
Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and smiled, patted Yilin's little hand and said softly: "Uncle, don't worry, I won't embarrass master!"
"You have to be careful!" Yilin whispered.
Jiang Nanyun nodded and smiled, with a serious look on his face.
Since practicing Qingxu Sword Technique, her confidence has greatly increased and her martial arts has doubled. Even if she does not use Qingxu Sword Technique, she is not afraid of anyone.
"Boy, why did the Hengshan Sect get involved?!" The old man frowned slightly, turned his head, and asked Yang Zhongchang in a low voice.
"The Hengshan sect is forcing us to make peace and surrender!" Yang Zhongchang snorted coldly, glanced at Yilin, and whispered: "We in the Yang family are not greedy for life and afraid of death. If I don't agree, the Hengshan sect will Use force!"
"What?!" The old man jumped up and turned to glare at Yilin.
Yang Zhongchang shook his head and sighed in a low voice: "Alas Hengshan Sect is so powerful that I don't dare to offend, so I can only swallow my anger."
The old man was furious, his breath was heavy, his long hair was slowly flowing, but there was no wind around him.
"The Hengshan sect is going too far!" He roared to the sky, Huo turned his head, and his eyes pierced Yilin, like lightning striking out.
Yilin was caught off guard, and the Qingxin Jue circulated on its own. Her eyes were cold, safe and sound, and she looked at the old elder quietly.
"You, the Hengshan faction, are using your power to bully others, and you actually bullied me!" the old man roared, staring at Yilin with a ferocious look, as if he wanted to bite her.
"Oh, now I know what it means to bite Lu Dongbin by a dog, and what it means to repay kindness with revenge. I admire you so much from the Yang family. I admire you so much, my little girl!" Jiang Nanyun's voice was soft and delicate. Although it was not bright, it was conveyed leisurely. It entered the ears of the entire Yang family, as if talking in their ears.
"What do you mean by that?!" the old man snorted angrily, then glared at her fiercely, his eyes radiating cold light.
"Master Yilin stopped me and forced me to make peace with the Yang family and not to do anything again." Jiang Nanyun glanced at the Hengshan faction and shook his head: "This Yang family master, not only did not appreciate it, but he slapped him down. It really made me I¡¯ve learned a lot!¡±
Her voice was long and lingering, condensing but not spreading. It spread slowly and slowly, gradually spreading throughout the Yang family, leaving no one behind.
The old man turned his head and looked at Yang Zhongchang with a questioning expression.
"Old elder, my eldest brother, the last head of the family was killed by this person named Jiang. Now, she wants to make peace again, how can I agree?!" Yang Zhongchang snorted angrily, fearlessly, cupped his fists and saluted the old man, loudly said.
"Well, not bad." The old man nodded.
"But the Hengshan faction wants to force me to agree, otherwise, they will deal with our Yang family!" Yang Zhongchang said angrily.
Yilin¡¯s lips moved, but she was speechless.
"Grandma, you are bullying others with your power," the old man suddenly saw.Eyes burning, he snorted coldly: "Okay, Hengshan Sect, I want to see if it is really that powerful!"
After saying that, he moved and rushed out, heading straight for Yi Lin. He stretched out his left palm and spread his fingers like an eagle's claws, grabbing Yi Lin.
Although Yilin was not prepared, her body moved instinctively, swaying lightly, avoiding her fingers by a hair, and she could feel the coldness of her nails.
"That's right, you have some Taoism!" The old elder smiled, and then he thrust out his right palm, spread out his fingers, and covered Yi Lin with the shadow of his claws.
Yilin is extremely afraid of long nails, which are more terrifying than swords. When she thinks of them being stabbed, her body becomes weak.
"Zheng¡ª¡ª" Like a dragon's roar, the Yingxue Sword came out of its sheath, and a flash of clear light flashed through, and a sword flower appeared, encircling him in it.
The old elder's body folded and he suddenly flew back, as if he were encountering a snake or scorpion, he was extremely fast.
Yilin sheathed her sword and returned it to its sheath with neat and graceful movements.
"Are you using the Hengshan sect's swordsmanship?!" He looked at Yilin hesitantly, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
Yilin nodded and said seriously: "It's the Hengshan sword technique!"
"Hengshan's swordsmanship is indeed extraordinary!" He nodded slowly, with a solemn expression. Suddenly, he appeared next to Yang Kerang. With a move of his arm, he unsheathed his sword and turned to stab Yilin.
"Chi¡ª" whistled softly. This sword was powerful, like the surging wind and the force of thousands of arrows, which was extremely threatening.
Yilin Yingxue sword was unsheathed again, and it drew an arc across the chest. It was the first move of the Ten Thousand Flowers Sword Technique.
The nuns on Hengshan Mountain beside him applauded in their hearts. This move was extremely wonderful. It was originally a very ordinary sword, but now it was just right and the power was greatly increased.
"Ding!" The crisp sound of gold and iron rang out as the two swords intersected.
Yi Lin spun her feet, took a step back, her bright eyes sparkled, and she looked at the old elder, seemingly showing a hint of excitement.
The old man also took a step back, frowned, then relaxed, stared at Yi Lin, and said proudly: "Okay, the leader of the Hengshan Sect, you did not disappoint me!"
After saying that, she swung her sword to attack again. Yilin rushed forward excitedly, using simple but exquisite footwork, floating in the sky, light and graceful.
The excitement in her heart was indescribable. It was the excitement of meeting an opponent in chess and encountering a talented person. She was so full of energy that she wanted to look up to the sky and scream.
Since she started practicing the martial arts taught by Xiao Yuesheng, her speed of improvement has been so rapid that no one in the Hengshan Sect can match her.
Nowadays, apart from the two uncles and the master, there are no rivals in the Hengshan sect. It is impossible to enjoy the normal competition.
But now, she met a rival of equal strength here, and she felt a sense of joy that she had never experienced before.
Swords came and went, and in the blink of an eye, more than thirty moves had passed. The killing was indistinguishable, exciting and fierce. Everyone watching the battle was amazed and fascinated. They were immersed in the exquisite moves of the two and felt that they had benefited a lot.
"Chief Jiang, do you think the leader?" Master Yi Qing approached Jiang Nanyun and asked in a low voice.
Jiang Nanyun was looking at them with a smile. When he heard this, he turned his head and shook his head with a smile: "The two of them are so different that it's hard to tell them apart."
Master Yiqing looked worried, fearing that something might happen to Yilin.
"Don't worry, my junior uncle is hiding his secrets, and he still has some tricks to show off." Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and said in a low voice.
"Oh?!" Master Yi Qing was too surprised.
"My master always has a backup plan when doing things, and my junior master uncle must also have a life-saving secret, which he won't use until an emergency." Jiang Nanyun said in a low voice, but he used the method of transmitting the sound into the secret, not wanting others to hear.
As the two of them were talking, Yi Lin and the old man were fighting more fiercely. The clanking of the swords was clear and sweet, like rain hitting plantains, with an inexplicable rhythm.
The snow sword in Yilin's hand cut through iron like mud, but the old man's ordinary green-edged long sword was not broken, but it was Yilin who did it deliberately. She only touched the sword tips, not the blades, otherwise , one sword strike will definitely break it into two pieces.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of moves passed, but Person C still had no winner.
The old man's body exuded white air, as if he had just stepped out of a hot spring. His pale face was rosy, his blood was steaming, and his breathing was somewhat rapid.
Yilin¡¯s face remained as usual, her breathing was even, as if she had never moved, and her bright eyes were getting brighter, as if she had found some excellent toy.
The more the two of them fought, the more sophisticated they became. Eventually, they almost exhausted all their martial arts moves and started to invent their own moves. Their masterful hands occasionally inspired each other, and various clever moves came one after another, making others fascinated and unable to extricate themselves.
In Jiang Nanyun¡¯s eyes, their moves were full of flaws.??But in the eyes of everyone around him, they are all exquisite and amazing.
Yang Zhongchang was worried. He didn't expect that Yi Lin's martial arts was so high, and the old elder only tied with her. Today, the Yang family is in danger.
Thinking of this, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he had the idea of ????death together. He turned his head and glanced at his son, and saw that he was staring at the field with an obsessed expression, completely immersed in the exquisite martial arts, and he didn't understand anything.
He walked up to Yang Kerang, coughed slightly, and pulled him.
Yang Kerang was stunned for a moment and quickly turned his head, his face full of impatience. When he saw it was his father, he showed doubts and inquired with his eyes.
He took Yang Kerang's hand, secretly handed him a key, and whispered: "Kerang, go to the arsenal at home, take away the secret book, and fly away. The farther you go, the better! Practice martial arts well in the future, Avenge us!"
"Dad, is this?" Yang Kerang asked doubtfully.
"This is the key to the arsenal. Go quietly and don't let others see it." Yang Zhongchang whispered, with a heavy expression.
Yang Kerang¡¯s heart sank, but he looked around, and did not ask immediately. Instead, after a while, he looked careless and muttered: "Dad, do you want to lead everyone to fight to the end?!"
"Well, if we don't fight hard, our Yang family's spirit will be scattered and we will never be able to stand up again!" Yang Zhongchang said in a low voice.
Yang Kerang thought for a while, looked at Yilin, and sighed: "We don't have to fight. I think if the war really turns into friendship, Jiang won't do it secretly.
"You are confused!" Yang Zhongchang scolded him, glared at him, and whispered: "The rise and fall of the Yang family will be supported by you in the future, don't let me down!"
After saying that, he walked back quietly, not wanting others to know.
"Look at my Wind and Thunder Palm!" The old man suddenly changed his moves, simplifying the complex ones. He put the long sword to his back and slowly pushed out with his right palm, slowly and sluggishly, like pushing a huge weight.
Yi Lin also sheathed her sword and took out her palm, her small white jade hand slowly pushed out, slowly and solemnly.
Everyone around him stared at him, secretly worried that this palm push would be a head-to-head confrontation, and he was obviously trying to win with his internal strength.
Although the two palms move slowly, they will eventually intersect.
"Bang" was like a defeat, the sound was dull, like the airflow of an explosion, it spread far away, shaking everyone's blood and feeling uncomfortable.
Yi Lin spun her feet, and she used the Broken Jade Palm, which was extremely hard, and rebounded the internal force. Although the opponent's internal strength was deep, under the Broken Jade Palm, she was unable to please him. His inner strength rebounded.
If the opponent collides with Po Jade Palm and does not leave enough internal energy to protect the body, he will definitely suffer a big loss, especially the kind of person who puts all his strength and fights desperately. If he faces Po Jade Palm and the internal energy pours back, he can It will directly shock people to death.
The old man was like this. He sensed that Yilin had deep inner strength, and if she didn't exert all her strength, it would be difficult to win, so he risked his life in a fight.
He staggered and took a few steps back, stumbling. His pale face was flushed, as if he was drunk, and his eyes were blurred.
After taking a few steps back, he swayed from side to side again, as if he was still drunk, and used a drunken fist. Suddenly, a mouthful of hot blood spurted out.
In the blood mist that filled the sky, he slowly fell down.
Yilin's body swayed, and she floated over, supported the old man, reached out and took out a porcelain bottle from her arms, and was about to take out the wound medicine.
She vaguely understood how serious the old man's injuries were, and she felt guilty in her heart. If she hadn't been so excited and couldn't hold back, she wouldn't have hurt the old man so seriously.
"Get out of the way!" Yang Zhongchang rushed forward, pushed Yilin away, took the old man over, and whispered: "Old elder, old elder!"
Yilin stared blankly over there, standing in a daze, her eyes confused.
"Uncle Junior!" Jiang Nanyun came to her side and called in a low voice, showing a little concern.
"I didn't want to hurt him" Yilin murmured in a low voice.
Jiang Nanyun disagreed, shook his head and said: "Uncle Master, you are now the leader of a sect, how can you act like a child?!Besides, he wants to kill you, and if you just tolerate it, it is indulgence, and it will ultimately harm others."
"Is that so" Yi Lin stared at her blankly, with confusion in her eyes.
Jiang Nanyun shook his head and sighed. Junior Master Uncle was still too kind. No wonder Master Dingyi hurriedly gave up the position of leader, allowing Yi Lin to take the position of leader so early.
This position is the best training for people. If the position is passed on at the end, depending on the temperament of the young master, I don¡¯t know when he will be able to grow up enough.
"Uncle Master, Buddhism is about subduing and eliminating demons, and he is the demon!" Jiangnan Yun lowered his face and said in a deep voice, with a clear tone in his voice.The trick.
As soon as the Qingxin Jue moved, the Qingxin Jue in Yilin's body immediately responded and circulated suddenly. In the blink of an eye, her mind cleared up and her heart was as pure as ice.
"Nanyun, I'm so fascinated!" She shook her head and smiled softly, as if she was a different person, with a light smile.
"Uncle, please go back and have a rest. I'll take care of it here." Jiang Nanyun said softly with a gentle smile.
"Are you going to kill someone again?!" Yi Lin immediately opened her bright eyes, which were so bright and frightening.
Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and chuckled, shaking his head: "I'm really too lazy to kill these small fish and shrimps, so let's let them go for now."
"Where's the big brother?" Yilin was confused.
Jiang Nanyun chuckled: "Isn't the junior uncle going to plead for me?!"
"Yes!" Yilin nodded.
"Then when we go back, you should write a letter. I will send it to Master and see what he says." Jiang Nanyun said with a smile.
"Let's leave now!" Yilin grabbed Jiang Nanyun's hand and didn't let go, pulling her out.
The people of the Yang family shouted, gathered together, and blocked their way. Their eyes were bright, eager and murderous, as if they wanted to take action.
Jiangnan Yun frowned, and her beautiful face smiled brightly. If an acquaintance saw her, they would immediately know that she was full of murderous intent at this time.
"Do you really want to force me to kill someone?!" she asked with a smile, turning to glance at Yang Zhongchang who was supporting the old man.
Yang Zhongchang stared at Jiang Nanyun closely, then looked at Yilin, sighed, and waved his hand gently.
Everyone in the Yang family immediately dispersed, making way for Jiang Nanyun and the others to leave. Their eyes were still filled with indignation, as if they wanted to take action.
Shaolin Abbot Zen Room
"Brother, senior brother, I understand!" Master Fang Sheng suddenly ran in, looking excited, with wrinkles on his face squeezed together, like a child.
"Junior brother, where is the majesty of Buddhism?!" Master Fang Zheng sat cross-legged on the Zen bed, twirling the beads one by one, calmly and leisurely.
Seeing Master Fang Sheng rushing in, he slowly opened his eyes, looked calm, and asked quietly: "Junior brother, what do you know?"
"Brother, I understand." Master Fang Sheng pointed to a few letters on the case and said with a joyful smile: "I finally understand why they all came to plead for mercy!"
"Alas this is a letter from Master Dingyi of the Hengshan Sect. She made it very clear." Master Fang Zheng pointed and let out a long sigh.
"What did Master Dingyi say?" Master Fang Sheng asked curiously.
Master Fang Zheng waved his hand and said kindly: "Junior brother, please tell me first."
"Okay." Master Fang Sheng nodded unceremoniously, with a solemn expression: "Brother, why did they all come forward to plead for Miss Ren? It's because of one person!"
"Oh?Who is it?" Master Fang Zheng's eyebrows moved.
Master Fang Sheng took a breath and said slowly: "Jing, Hong, Yi, Sword Xiao Yihan!"
Master Fang Zheng nodded and said "Yeah".
"Senior brother, have you thought about it clearly?" Master Fang Sheng was unmoved when he saw the plain appearance of his senior brother. He was very anxious and said hurriedly: "As far as I know, the relationship between Miss Ren and Donor Xiao is Extraordinary!¡±
"Yes, a shocking sword Xiao Yihan, alas it's the donor Xiao!" Master Fang Zheng nodded, picked up a letter from the table and handed it to Master Fang Sheng.
Master Fang Sheng lowered his head, took a few glances, and slapped his hands heavily: "My guess is indeed correct, it is indeed because of Donor Xiao!"
"Alas" Master Fang Zheng sighed, twirling the beads, as if he was deep in thought.
Master Fang Sheng¡¯s expression calmed down and he returned to the demeanor of an eminent monk. He thought for a moment and asked, ¡°Brother, what do you want to do?¡±
"I'm thinking about what good solution there is." Master Fang Zheng shook his head.
Master Fang Sheng thought for a while and said, "In my opinion, Donor Xiao knows right from wrong and will definitely not cause trouble because of this matter."
"No, no!" Master Fang Zheng shook his head and sighed: "According to my observation, this person does whatever he wants and ignores good and evil. He can't distinguish right from wrong."
"Senior brother, you mean that he will stand up for Miss Ren?!" Master Fang Sheng said in disbelief.
Master Fang Zheng nodded slowly: "Junior brother, it is not impossible for Xiao Donor to do such a thing!"
"No way?" Master Fang Sheng shook his head, thought for a while, sat down, and said with a frown: "Miss Ren is a holy girl from the Demon Cult. Will he risk the disdain of the world and declare war on our Shaolin?!"
?"Although this matter is trivial, it is necessary to guard against it!" Master Fang Zheng nodded slowly.
"Brother, how high is Master Xiao's martial arts?" Master Fang Sheng asked.
Master Fang Zheng thought for a while, shook his head and said: "It's as deep as an abyss, unfathomable, alas it's much higher than me!"
"You're not afraid of that!" Master Fang Sheng smiled and pointed outside: "When the time comes, please ask an elder to come out and it will be enough to deal with it."
Master Fang Zheng shook his head and said: "Those uncles cannot be disturbed easily."
"Master, this time, my uncle is trying to stop me, so what can I do?" Jiang Nanyun said softly, her voice soft and delicate, which made her whole body numb and unable to control herself.
At this time, the master and the apprentice were sitting in a small boat on the West Lake, drifting leisurely, the cold lake water was crystal clear to the bottom.
"Are you soft-hearted too?" Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly, the white jade cup in his hand shook slightly, and he glanced sideways at Jiang Nanyun.
Jiang Nanyun was dressed in a goose-yellow shirt, which made her jade face look even brighter and flawless. Her jade was pure and ice-clear, like a hibiscus emerging from the water.
She has a smile on her beautiful face, peach cheeks and bright eyes. Under the clear waves, the clear light reflects her face, making her face even more charming.
She twisted her delicate body, picked up the jade pot, filled the white jade cup for him, and said with a sweet smile: "Master, you have wronged me. If I really kill someone, my junior uncle will hate me to death!"
"Alas I don't know when Yilin's temper will change. She will never be the head of a family like that." Xiao Yuesheng picked up the white jade cup, shook his head slightly, and took a sip.
"Yes, my junior uncle can't support a faction. Although she has strong martial arts skills, she is too soft-hearted to be the leader." Jiang Nanyun nodded, feeling worried.
"If you have time, go and teach her. It's too hard for her to explore on her own." Xiao Yuesheng said warmly.
"Master, wouldn't it be better for you to teach her face to face?" Jiang Nanyun said with a sweet smile.
Xiao Yuesheng snorted and glared at her: "I belong to a man's family and she is a girl. If we are always together, it will inevitably cause gossip and taint her reputation!"
"Master, can't you live in the valley?" Jiang Nanyun said angrily, rolling her eyes at him.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and said with a wry smile, "No, I can live in the valley when Yilin is not working as a master. She is the leader at this time, so she should be more careful in her behavior."
"Oh, that's true." Jiang Nanyun thought for a while and nodded.
Xiao Yuesheng drank a glass of wine, and then said: "Send people to keep an eye on this matter. This Yang family is a disaster after allit depends on whether they know it or not."
"I will be careful, don't worry, Master." Jiang Nanyun nodded.
Watching him drink another drink, Jiang Nanyun carefully looked at his face. Seeing that he looked good and was not in a bad mood, he asked carefully: "Master, are you good at letting girls?"
¡°She is a saint from the Demon Sect, it¡¯s not our turn!¡± Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand and his face suddenly darkened.
"But, so far, there has been no movement at all from the Demon Sect!" Jiang Nanyun said anxiously.
Xiao Yuesheng said calmly: "Yingying killed people from Shaolin, how can we just let it go?! It's better for us not to interfere."
"Master, are you afraid of the Shaolin sect?!" Jiangnan Yunming blinked and asked with a smile.
"Well, yes." Xiao Yuesheng nodded and took a sip of green jade brew.
Jiang Nanyun was startled and blurted out: "No way?!"
"Why not?!" Xiao Yuesheng frowned and snorted coldly: "Aren't you afraid of those monks from the Shaolin sect?!"
"What's so scary about them?!" Jiang Nanyun curled his lips in disapproval, shook his head and hummed: "Although Master Fang Zheng has great martial arts skills, Master can defeat them, so how can he be afraid of them?!"
Xiao Yuesheng put down the white jade cup, looked up at the sky, and said leisurely: "You are still so lazy to use your brain! The Shaolin sect has established a temple for hundreds of years, but it is still popular and prosperous. If it were not for its impressive strength, He has been overthrown a long time ago!"
"So what?!" Jiang Nanyun shook his head disapprovingly and said: "Master Fang Zheng is the number one master in Shaolin, and their Eighteen Arhat Formation is not indestructible. If Master, you personally take action, you can definitely rescue Miss Ren!"
Xiao Yuesheng smiled faintly, shook his head, glanced at Jiang Nanyun, took a breath, seemed to suppress his anger, and asked slowly: "What do you think will happen if Master Fang Zheng abdicates?"
"What will happen to him?" Jiang Nanyun thought for a moment, clapped his hands and said, "Will he live in seclusion in Shaolin, or enter the Bodhidharma Hall?"
Jiang Nanyun said in a deep voice: "Think about it, Shaolin has such profound heritage, how can it be compared to ordinary sects?"There are countless masters like Master Fang Zheng within reach! "
"Hmm that makes sense." Jiang Nanyun tilted his head and nodded, his face becoming extremely solemn.
Xiao Yuesheng said in a deep voice: "According to my estimation, Shaolin would not dare to do anything to Yingying, unless he wants to start a war with the Demon Sect immediately!"
"What will happen to Miss Ren?" Jiang Nanyun asked immediately.
"I will imprison him for about a year and a half, and then let him go." Xiao Yuesheng said calmly, with a calm tone, as if he was indifferent.
"This is just Master's conjecture. I don't know whether it is true or false!" Jiang Nanyun still shook his head, looking disapproving.
Xiao Yuesheng took a sip and said slowly: "Yingying's temperament, after experiencing this time, making a slight change, can be regarded as a blessing in disguise!"
"If Miss Ren hears what you said, let's see what she will say!" Jiang Nanyun glanced at Xiao Yuesheng with hatred.
"What can't be said about this!" Xiao Yuesheng snorted, then waved his hand and said: "There is no need to mention this again, there will be a solution in the future!"
"Then how will master solve it?!" Jiang Nanyun still stared closely.
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"But if you don't come forward, then Miss Ren will be heartbroken!" Jiangnan Yunming's eyes widened, and the light shone, which was really moving.
"Her heart has been broken. It's better to stop thinking about her." Xiao Yuesheng murmured to himself, then laughed at himself, shook his head, and stopped talking.
"Master, I just want to go to Shaolin for a walk!" Jiang Nanyun said suddenly.
Xiao Yuesheng frowned and looked at her with some displeasure.
"I'm going to Shaolin to visit Miss Ren and see what the situation is like." Jiang Nanyun said slowly and bravely.
"You're going?" Xiao Yuesheng's expression changed, he pondered for a moment, and nodded slowly: "You're going, don't get into trouble!"
"Master, look at what you said, it seems like I can only cause trouble!" Jiangnan Yunda was dissatisfied, squinting with bright eyes, and rolled his eyes at him.
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