From the headmaster of Quanzhen, he began to traverse the heavens

Chapter 105 Chapter [-]

After Zhao Zhiyan introduced Lu Zhanyuan to meet the eighth son of Quanzhen, Lin Qingxuan and the seventh son of Quanzhen asked a few questions, and after a while, the sky became brighter.

Seeing that the teachers did not intend to go up the mountain, Zhao Zhiyan was moved, and asked, "Master, why don't we go up the mountain? Could it be that Huashan Mountain is over?"

Quanzhen Qizi smiled when he heard the words, Lin Qingxuan smiled and said, "Yes, it's over."

Zhao Zhiyan felt a lot of regret, secretly blaming himself for not rushing with all his strength, and actually missed the Huashan sword discussion, and asked, "Isn't the last sword discussion several days? Why is it over in just one day? Who is the best ?"

Quanzhen Qizi laughed, Zhao Zhiyan who only laughed was confused, Hao Datong pointed at Lin Qingxuan and said, "Isn't this the number one in the world?"

Zhao Zhiyan was shocked, and immediately burst into ecstasy. He knew that Master Hao would not joke about this, and hurriedly knelt in front of Lin Qingxuan and said with a smile: "Disciple congratulates Master for being the best in the world in martial arts!"

Lin Qingxuan waved his sleeves lightly, and he had a gentle force to lift him up, saying: "The number one in the world is just the light of your master and master Zhou, it cannot be said that I am the number one in the world in martial arts, it should be Our Quanzhen Cult is the best in the world in martial arts, you must not be complacent in the future, the more you know that this time, the more you know that the sword is the master by luck, the more you practice with your heart."

Lin Qingxuan knew that Zhao Zhiyan had a short time to practice and was worried about his youthful temperament. He thought that his teacher was the best in the world, so he wasted his homework. So he gave Zhao Zhiyan a stern admonition.

Zhao Zhiyan refused to accept discipline since he was a child, and hated others reprimanding him the most, but only Lin Qingxuan's reprimand, no matter how harsh and harsh, Zhao Zhiyan didn't feel angry. At this time, he learned that his teacher had become the number one master in the world, and the world's martial arts. The No. [-] Grandmaster of his heart was so excited that he couldn't control himself. He only felt that it would not hurt even if he was slapped, so he immediately agreed.

Lin Qingxuan has placed high hopes on Zhao Zhiyan since he accepted Zhao Zhiyan as his disciple.

Because Zhao Zhiyan's aptitude and understanding are excellent, and his character is not bad. As long as he is carefully trained, he will be able to reach the top four in 20 years.

Martial arts are only one aspect. For Lin Qingxuan, he holds the Yi Jin Bone Forging Badge, the Quanzhen Method, Jiuyin Divine Art, and the Wubao Baxia Pill. As long as he is willing, he can make a master out of thin air. .

What Lin Qingxuan really liked about Zhao Zhiyan was that he was also in the lineage of Song Taizu Taizu. Considering whether the Southern Song Dynasty is now the emperor's extinct heir, he chose a man from a side clan to inherit the line. Even if Zhao Zhiyan had no hope of becoming an emperor, his own children might not be able to do so. .

Therefore, Lin Qingxuan wanted to cultivate a disciple with both civil and martial arts skills. Zhao Zhiyan could imitate Guangwu Zhaolie in the future and save the Han family's clothes and clothes, so he was willing to teach martial arts.

Seeing that Zhao Zhiyan was really happy for himself at this time, Lin Qingxuan also warmed his heart and said, "Although you didn't catch up with the Huashan Sword Festival, but you have made good friends.

Zhao Zhiyan nodded and said, "Master said yes."

"Are you guys resting? Let's go on?"

Lin Qingxuan got up and asked the Quanzhen seven sons first. When they saw that they all got up, he looked at Lu Zhanyuan with a smile and said, "Little friend Lu, are you going with me or do you have other plans?"

Lu Zhanyuan was very respectful to the famous Quanzhen Bazi all over the world. At this time, Lin Qingxuan actually became the "No. [-] in the world" in Huashan's sword discussion, and he bowed respectfully and said: "The younger generation originally heard that The senior masters are going to discuss the sword in Huashan, and I thought about taking a look, but I just wanted to try my luck without knowing the specific date. Unexpectedly, I met Brother Zhiyan. Now the grand event has not caught up, but it is quite a feeling to see the real person. Satisfied, I won't bother you."

Lin Qingxuan nodded, and left Shansun Pavilion with the Quanzhen Seventh Son first.

Zhao Zhiyan and Lu Zhanyuan murmured for a long time before they followed up. Seeing his absent-mindedness, Lin Qingxuan asked, "Zhiyan, what do you want to do?"

Zhao Zhiyan said respectfully, "Brother Lu is going to Dali to return the dead relic of a senior monk. The disciple is wondering if there are some powerful martial arts figures in Dali?"

Lin Qingxuan smiled slightly and said: "You have already achieved your martial arts skills, and you can also walk on the rivers and lakes. If you want to go with them, go with them, but don't do anything that ruins the style of the family!"

Zhao Zhiyan looked slightly happy, knelt down and kowtowed: "I know that there is nothing to hide from you, the old man, the disciple must go and return early."

After saying goodbye to Lin Qingxuan and the seventh son of Quanzhen, he just walked out a dozen steps and suddenly heard the voice of his teacher, as if in his ear: "The rivers and lakes are sinister, take your teacher's Nine True Sword to defend yourself."

When he turned around and looked, he saw that his teacher's saber was flying flatly in front of him, he hurriedly reached out to catch it, and gave a deep bow before getting up and leaving.

Lin Qingxuan waited for the eight sons to continue their journey to the south. After an hour, they arrived at a shop. The eight found a tea shop and ordered some plain snacks. After eating, they did not leave, but sat and drank tea leisurely Rest, it seems to be intentional.

After chatting for a while, Qiu Chuji suddenly remembered his incompetent disciple Yang Kang, and he felt very regretful, secretly blaming himself for his failure to discipline him, so that he shamelessly dared to go to Wanyan Honglie and assassinate Guo Jing, if not for meeting that Mu Shi later The Eighth Senior, he has abolished his martial arts, I really don't know how many bad things he will do.

Thinking of this, Qiu Chuji had the heart to visit this disciple of his own, and at the same time worried that Lin Qingxuan would be too arrogant to his disciple and train Zhao Zhiyan to become the next Yang Kang, so he pondered: "Junior Brother Lin, I think you treat Zhao Zhiyan very well, he grew up in Rich people can't suffer much, so don't let one indulge, lest he not know how to make mistakes."

Lin Qingxuan understood the meaning of the elder brother at the first thought, nodded and said: "The elder brother said that I asked him to go with that Lu Zhanyuan to Dali, and I also wanted him to see the great rivers and mountains, and experience the military disasters suffered by the people all over the world. In the future, he will be able to take the hearts of the people as his heart, take on the responsibilities of his clan, and serve the country."

The Quanzhen seven sons were shocked when they heard the words, and after a little thought, they realized that their junior and junior brothers were still thinking of cultivating a person who was bright and powerful. Still showing signs of decline, such a chaotic world really needs a capable Great Song clan to raise his arms.

"I didn't expect that Junior Brother Lin would still have the idea of ​​being an emperor's teacher. He is indeed the number one little supernatural power in the world!"

Qiu Chuji stroked his beard and laughed, and the rest of the people also laughed when they heard it.

Quanzhen Bazi was talking to himself, but his voice became louder because he was happy. At a table in the west was sitting a man with a high nose and deep eyes, a man with curly yellow beard. , with all the jewels, when he heard Quanzhen Ba Dao's words, he couldn't help but take a second glance.

There were more than a dozen big men sitting on the other table. Since Lin Qingxuan and other Taoists came in, they have been watching them frequently. When they saw them talking about "Huashan Lunjian" and "No. [-] in the world", they all changed color.

The leaders were two tall men, one was only in his forties, and the other was only in his twenties. The man in his twenties couldn't hold back after hearing this for a long time, and slapped his palm on the table in front of him. With a touch of the hardwood square table, it turned out to be crumbled to pieces like a pile of paper.

"The true thief is here to avenge the old gang leader!"

A cry was like a landslide, and there was a burst of footsteps and shouts of killing outside.

Quanzhen Hachiko looked calm, still drinking tea slowly.

A dozen men and dozens of people who rushed in from outside the store surrounded Lin Qingxuan and eight others. The other customers in the store and the store owner were all scared and fled away. Only the bejeweled Hu man sat there and watched. , as if frightened.

The two tall men in black glared at the Hu Ren and stood at Lin Qingxuan Badao's table, the older one grinned and said, "Are you two true eight sons? Hmph, our mentor, Mr. Qiu, was killed by you. Today, I will slash your eight miscellaneous hairs and avenge my teacher!"

The younger man frowned and said, "Senior Brother Qiao, why are they not panicking at all? Could it be that there is something wrong with the medicine I prescribed? It didn't work?"

Brother Qiao frowned when he heard the words and took a closer look. Seeing that Quanzhen Bazi really looked at himself and others with a calm face, he took two steps left and right to see a pool of water stains under the feet of the eight Taoist priests, and his face suddenly changed. He knew that Quanzhen Bazi had already noticed the poisoning, so Yungong forced the poison in the food and the tea from his feet.

The younger man snorted coldly: "You eight Taoist priests are scared to pee? Shige, let's do it!"

Brother Qiao was surprised and gritted his teeth: "Do it!"

The two of them immediately waved their palms and slapped it, and the rest of the group slashed and slashed with their weapons. They were all experts in the martial arts, and even if they fought together, even the long-known experts would be hard to resist.

But Quanzhen Bazi didn't dodge, didn't even move, and when the swords and weapons were worthy of his body, he suddenly waved the whisk, only to hear a burst of crackling and tinkling, dozens of black-clothed people in the store. All the customers flew out of the store, turned into rolling gourds and fell together one by one. The previous one fell to the ground before he could react. He was in severe pain, and he didn't know where he was injured and was suppressed by the next person. .

The two tall men in the lead had the highest martial arts, but when Lin Qingxuan's chest was slapped with four palms, he saw that the little Taoist priest did not die with a collapsed sternum. The two of them were feeling strange when a huge force rushed in, and they couldn't control it and collapsed. fly out.

However, there were a large number of people in this group, and the two leading them were really good in martial arts. They staggered out of the tea shop and stood still. Although their arms were dislocated by the shock, they moved back with clenched teeth and shouted at the gang outside. He ordered: "Quickly, rush in and kill the eight Taoist priests of Quanzhen Sect!"

I don't know when, the shop was empty, but hundreds of men in black were holding swords, spears, forks and other weapons. Seeing the leader speak, even though dozens of masters had flown out from the small tea shop, the rest were still fierce. He rushed in without fear of death, and then flew out at a faster speed, landing like a face pocket.

But for a moment, there were less than [-] people in black still standing, and many more were lying in the distance. Brother Qiao snorted coldly and said, "Junior Brother Wanyan, these Taoists are so evil, and their poison is forced by their luck. Out!"

That Junior Brother Wanyan took out the rocket in his arms and lit it up to the sky. In less than a stick of incense, thousands of golden soldiers came around on horseback.

Junior Brother Wanyan pointed at the shop and said, "The shop will be set on fire by rockets, and anyone who comes out will be killed!"

The Persian with deep eyes and high nose suddenly came out and said in a trembling voice, "Sir, spare your life!"

Junior Brother Wanyan waved his hand, and the Persian saluted and fled.

There was silence in the small tea shop. Senior Brother Qiao and Junior Brother Wanyan both knew that these eight thieves and Taoists were capable of martial arts. Since they didn't rush out, they must have realized that they and others couldn't hurt them.

Junior Brother Wanyan snorted coldly and waved his arm, "Shoot!"

Thousands of golden soldiers on horseback bowed their bows and shot arrows. The first round of rockets hit the tea shop, and the small wooden house was immediately set ablaze into a fire house.

Junior Brother Wanyan said in a deep voice, "Everyone put on sharp swords and waited, and my eyes lit up. As soon as the thieves and Taoists came out, they shot them into hedgehogs!"

All the golden soldiers agreed in unison, and then thousands of sharp arrows were aimed at the doors and windows of the fire house.

The small cabin couldn't stand the fire, and it began to crackle within ten breaths. Just when Junior Brother Qiao and Junior Brother Wanyan were in a state of anxiety, there was a sudden loud noise. The cabin that was completely ignited by the rocket seemed to be ignited by explosives. In the library, the entire roof was lifted with a bang, and then the thatched grass and beams and purlins ignited by the fire all flew in all directions with a whirring flame, hitting a lot of golden soldiers. In the camp, not many golden soldiers were killed, but the flames At close range, most of the golden soldiers' mounts were frightened and fled, throwing off a lot of golden soldiers.

Lin Qingxuan and the other Quanzhen Bazi pushed their palms up to lift the whole roof. When they landed, they were already outside the house. Seeing that most of the golden soldiers were ramming and trampling on each other because of their horses, they thought of killing Quanzhen Bazi. Knowing that Jin Bing no longer needs to worry about it, he suddenly felt that it was not interesting.

Tan Chuduan was the tallest and strongest among the seven sons of Quanzhen. He took a step forward, pointed at Junior Brother Qiao and Junior Brother Wanyan, and said solemnly, "You are the disciples of the Iron Palm Gang, and Qiu Qianren is your master, right?"

"Correct!"

Junior Brother Wanyan's eyebrows are clear, but his eyes are quite sullen, he said solemnly: "Yes, you are Tan Chuduan, my master was forced to death by you Quanzhen eight sons on the top of Huashan Mountain, my Iron Palm Gang must not be able to be with you Quanzhen. Take a break!"

Lin Qingxuan snorted coldly and said, "Qiu Qianren's martial arts skills are high, but he is willing to be a traitor's lackey. For many years, the Iron Palm Gang has been hiding filth and filth, killing people and committing crimes. In recent years, they have also cheated on the Jin Kingdom. You Iron Palm Gang want to teach me Quanzhen. Enemy, hehe, I just want to say, what are you guys?"

Although Lin Qingxuan and Quanzhen Sect have met each other for many years, both Qiu Qianren and Ouyang Feng are both dignified and upright. tolerance.

However, the gang in front of them first used poisonous and indiscriminate methods, and now they have mobilized Jin soldiers to come to besiege. Although Lin Qingxuan has already cultivated a high level of Taoism, he does not care about everything, but he is not concerned about the entangled iron palm gang. The disciple was still really angry.

Thinking that this group of guys had done all their evil deeds, they had attracted complaints from the two lakes, Sichuan and other places, and they were also the base camp of traitors and lackeys. I knew that persuading them to do good things was like the sky, and I couldn't help but sneer, and disappeared in a flash.

(End of this chapter)