The old immortal of the stars, the Dharma controls the heavens

Chapter 92 Life is short, why bother being a man!
Ding!
Another fight.

The long sword missed him, causing sparks to fly.

The Qingcheng Sect's standard long sword in Yue Buqun's hand and the long sword in Zuo Lengchan's hand came into contact and collided again, and dozens of continuous sounds erupted in an instant.

After the two sides exchanged palms in mid-air, Yue Buqun retreated, jumped into the woods and disappeared without a trace.

Only Zuo Lengchan stood silently watching the other party's disappearing back.

He knew that the other party had not gone far, and with his internal strength, he could hear the other party's breath in the distance, and felt that the other party just stopped and remained motionless.

Before that, the Qingcheng faction had temporarily retreated into hiding under the leadership of Yu Canghai.

Behind him were Zhao Sihai and Sima De. However, they were seriously injured and they did not dare to intervene in this situation. They even had no way to chase Lin Zhennan.

Because the Qingcheng faction will stop it.

The current approach of the three parties is to except for the Qingcheng faction, which is completely defeated and swaying from side to side, and whoever wants to chase Lin Zhennan from the other two parties will be besieged.

It's about a person who would rather Lin Zhennan escape than fall into the hands of anyone.

In an instant, calm returned to the forest.

But everyone knows that this is just calm on the surface, and the other two parties are hiding inside, waiting for their respective actions.

"..."

Seeing this scene, Zhao Sihai and Simade understood the thoughts of the Qingcheng Sect and the sudden appearance of the man in black. When they thought about what would happen, they couldn't help but feel guilty and guilty.

The two of them never expected that the situation would turn out this way.

"I'm sorry, brother."

Zhao Sihai walked out first, bowed his head and admitted his mistake, but still did not shout out the leader's words: "We did not complete the task well and ended up like this."

Essentially, the mission of Zhao Sihai and the others was to stay undercover with Huashan faction Ding Chunqiu, and their intervention here was considered an accident.

Zuo Lengchan didn't blame him when he heard this. This kind of thing was just for the Songshan Sect.When faced with the opportunity to directly obtain the evil-repelling sword manual, some impulsiveness is worthy of forgiveness.

After all, everything in this world will not develop according to your settings, and all kinds of inexplicable accidents will always happen in the middle.

If you can really do this, then it can only be God.

"fine."

Waving his hand, Zuo Lengchan glanced at the wound on his shoulder and said, "This is none of your problem."

"However, I have gained a lot from this."

"Because the person who truly slaughtered Qingfeng Village in one night with one man and one sword has been found."

Zhao Sihai and Simade breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this, but the reason why they were absorbed into the Songshan Sect and were loyal and loyal was not because of the Songshan Sect, but because of Zuo Lengchan.

Everyone saw Zuo Lengchan's ability to accomplish great things.

Everyone feels that they can have a bright future under the leadership of Zuo Lengchan.

Rather than saying that Zuo Lengchan is the head of the Songshan Sect, it is better to say that he has a hidden identity - the lord.

At this moment, after hearing Zuo Lengchan's words, Zhao Sihai and Sima De also fell silent, and unanimously agreed with this answer.

The swordsmanship of the man in black was so powerful that he must have seen it for the first time in his life.

In terms of swordsmanship alone, he is even better than the leader.

If the leader hadn't arrived in time, the two brothers would have been unable to survive a few moves at each other's hands. Not only would they have died, but even the Qingcheng faction would have been killed.

At that time, Lin Zhennan will fall into the opponent's hands, and in the end, the opponent will master two terrifying swordsmanship. Such a result is terrifying just thinking about it.

Such a person can wipe out Qingfeng Village in one night with one sword without making any noise, but he can also explain the reason.

Hearing about it and experiencing it personally are two different feelings.

Fortunately, although the opponent's swordsmanship is high, his skill is not as good as the master's.

"Could it be Yue Buqun?" Sima De expressed his inference.

"..."

Zuo Lengchan didn't speak. He pondered slightly and said, "The best thing would be if it is really Yue Buqun. What worries me the most is that the other party is not him."

In Zuo Lengchan's mind, a person's name appeared.

That is the top master among the older generation.

He should be dead.

If not dead...

Even though the Huashan sect is so virtuous, they still haven't thought that they can dig out incredible things from the tombs on the mountain.

Could it be that the Qi Swords merged?

Zuo Lengchan still had a rough idea in his mind about the level of Junzi Jianyue Buqun.

The opponent's qualifications in kendo are not to be said to be strong, but they can only be said to be passable.

What it really relies on is the Zixia magical power that has been polished through decades of water grinding techniques.

Zuo Lengchan, who was able to create his own merits, had the qualifications to despise Yue Buqun strategically and value his opponent tactically.

But not that person from Jian Zong.

Zuo Lengchan, who had always been quite conceited, felt that the Huashan Sect was becoming more troublesome at this time.

Zuo Lengchan, the best master in the world, is the only one who thinks he can't compare to him for the time being.

But at this moment, someone appeared who shouldn't have appeared.

Is it possible that I have to rely on my age to outlast the other party?
This thought only briefly flashed in Zuo Lengchan's mind before he was extinguished by himself.As a strong person, you can lose, but you cannot admit defeat.

Zuo Lengchan originally didn't care much about the sword manual to ward off evil spirits, but after seeing the Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng, he also focused on the sword manual to ward off evil spirits.

But now, Zuo Lengchan felt that he couldn't let that person get Lin Zhennan.

Since no one wants the other to get it, then no one can get it.

Besides, he still has other back-ups in the Huashan Sect.

Ding Chunqiu, a disciple of the Huashan Sect, is still useful.

And as long as everyone does not take off this layer of black clothes and masks, then everyone will still be brothers of the Five Mountains Sword Sect after their return.

Fight without breaking.

This is the scene.

"Walk."

"Follow the disciples of the Qingcheng Sect."

"It's a game of tug-of-war."

Zuo Lengchan waved his hand and made arrangements. As for Qingcheng Sect Yu Canghai, Zuo Lengchan had already excluded him.

three days in a row.

Lin Zhennan had already become half-dead under this high-pressure escape.

In order to maintain his stomach, he either gnawed on insects and snakes, or drank blood from raw hair, experiencing the life of a savage.

But because of the support of the hatred in his heart, he always kept his energy online.

And perhaps because there were too many hunters, he found a safe time to escape.

Perhaps it was God's attachment to him, but within three days, Lin Zhennan used various means to finally return to Fuzhou City safe and sound.

Lin Zhennan looked at the Fuzhou City in front of him. With his head covered and dirty face, he did not dare to enter Fuzhou City with his original identity.

He didn't think those people didn't leave corresponding hidden stakes in Fuzhou City.

It wasn't until night that Lin Zhennan found an opportunity to sneak back to Fuzhou City through a road he had never imagined before.

He returned to the Escort Bureau by swimming upstream along the city's sewage road when building the Escort Villa.

After washing up casually in the pond, Lin Zhennan looked at the empty escort agency with a blank expression, feeling extremely sad.

After cautiously walking around the house, Lin Zhennan discovered that in addition to everyone missing, many things and belongings in the house were also missing.

Not to mention that the search was clean, but it can also be seen from the traces that several groups of people came and went looking for things.

But what made Lin Zhennan most angry was that the big bed was missing.

Fuwei Escort Agency, which was still prosperous in Fuzhou some time ago, today... has a lot of cobwebs appearing, showing signs of dilapidation, like a haunted house.

After hurriedly changing his clothes at home, Lin Zhennan checked the situation again, and then carefully sneaked into the old house under the cover of night.

After arriving at the ancestral home in Xiangyang Lane, Lin Zhennan did not show up immediately.

Instead, he waited here for a stick of incense before he appeared.

After arriving here, under the moonlight, Lin Zhennan discovered the messy ancestral house that had been demolished by the Qingcheng faction, but his focus was not on this, but on the Buddhist hall.If in the past Lin Zhennan still thought that this ancestral precept was something extraordinary, now Lin Zhennan has understood what this thing is that will bring disaster to his descendants.

The real sword manual to ward off evil spirits.

Whether you look at it or not, it will bring disaster to future generations.

If it was in the past, Lin Zhennan would still care about the ancestral precepts, but Lin Zhennan, who has experienced so much, no longer cares about it now.

This life of escaping was the most complete blow and collapse to Lin Zhennan's outlook on life.

Good and evil are unknown.

The enemy is unknown.

The main theme is absurdity and contrast.

After arriving here, Lin Zhennan just hid behind the Buddha statue, and he still did not move.

In the process of escaping with Yu Canghai, he knew very well that things are most likely to go wrong at the moment when people are most relaxed, resulting in failure.

Hiding behind, Lin Zhennan still closed his eyes and waited for a long time.

It wasn't until the moon set in the west that Lin Zhennan made any move.

After some searching, Lin Zhennan finally found the ancestral item.

That's a roll of cassock.

He just hurriedly opened it a little and caught a glimpse of the four words "Evil-Repelling Sword Manual" on it through the moonlight, and Lin Zhennan knew that he had guessed correctly.

Then he put the evil-repelling sword manual in his arms, and then Lin Zhennan left cautiously.

Lin Zhennan chose to return to the escort agency.

Being able to occupy such a large piece of land in Fuzhou City and create such a large escort agency headquarters and even a garden.

As a rich man, Lin Zhennan is naturally a choice consistent with his status.

He also built a corresponding secret room here.

It's just that when we were besieged by the Qingcheng faction before, this small secret room was useless and could not be used.

When you are besieged, how can you, as the commander-in-chief, escape first?
Lin Zhennan still knows about morale.

But now it's really the best way to read the evil-repelling sword manual.

Because in comparison, this is the safest place for Lin Zhennan.

in the secret room.

Candlelight lit.

By the candlelight, Lin Zhennan finally saw clearly what was on the cassock.

Wulin rules the roost and draws the sword from the palace.

The eight characters were like a heart-piercing sword, piercing Lin Zhennan's heart.

"!"

"how so!"

Lin Zhennan's eyes widened. All the experiences he had encountered before were nothing compared to the eight big characters in front of him.

He couldn't help but take a few steps back and sat down on the ground.

"Misfortune spreads to descendants!"

"Misfortune prolongs the descendants, so this is the misfortune that propagates the descendants!"

At this moment, the eight big characters on the evil sword manual not only impacted Lin Zhennan's mind, but also impacted his origins.

Because this means that his father's lineage is adopted.

"I see."

"Ha ha!"

With a voice as shrill as a cuckoo crying for blood, and a bitter smile as he stood up, Lin Zhennan walked up to the cassock. He understood why the family's evil-fighting swordsmanship was useless. It turned out that the most critical thing was missing.

"But so what?"

Looking at these eight big characters, Lin Zhennan knew that this was his only chance to struggle, the only chance for him to become stronger and seek revenge.

Close your eyes.

Taking a few long, hard breaths, Lin Zhennan's mind flashed to his wife Wang Shuyao, to his son Lin Pingzhi, and finally stopped at those humiliations and the appearance of Huashan Ding Chunqiu.

The last thing that stuck in his mind was the scene of his wife's apology, and Lin Zhennan finally made his final decision.

"Life is too short, why bother being a man!"

He just needs revenge, even if it is as brilliant as a shooting star.

Fortunately, the secret room had been built a long time ago, and it contained the corresponding gold-creating drugs and knives.

Looking back at the secret room he had customized according to the crowd, Lin Zhennan felt that this place was constantly mocking him.

It's useless when you're surrounded.

After escaping, it will be of great use.

After making the decision, Lin Zhennan began to make preparations.

When everything was ready, Lin Zhennan sat in front of his cassock and made preparations with a serious face.

white cloth.

Dagger knife.

and strong wine and golden sore medicine.

If the swordsmanship requires extreme or bravery, he, Lin Zhennan, will take the responsibility.

Revenge requires a small sacrifice, and he, Lin Zhennanfeng, can afford it. This is the greatest price and dignity of a man.

Make up your mind and get up.

Bite the cloth in your mouth and disinfect it with strong alcohol.

The dagger swung down and drew an arc.

For a moment, Lin Zhennan only saw a blood-red patch in front of him, like a crescent moon.

……

"The moonlight is beautiful tonight."

"It has a gorgeous red color."

Ding Chunqiu stood on the boat, taking advantage of the night wind and looking up at the silver moon in the sky.

The moon is crooked, like a piece of pie that has been bitten, which represents the waning moon.

But for some reason, there was a hint of red in the moonlight tonight.It seemed normal to Ding Chunqiu, but in the eyes of people of this era, it represented ominousness.

"Su Shi said it well."

"The moon waxes and wanes, and people have their fortunes and misfortunes. I hope the chief escort will be fine."

"But compared to this, I think Madam should be more concerned about Pingzhi. He is one step closer to becoming a hero."

"He went out to do chivalry and justice today, accompanied by Uncle Feng." Ding Chunqiu looked at Mrs. Wang standing next to him and said in his heart that Feng Buping had a very good impression of Lin Pingzhi, some of which were better than him. Anticipate.

Feng Buping even took the time to teach Lin Ping's sword skills at noon today.

"The red moon is ominous."

However, Lan Fenghuang, the leader of the Five Poison Sect standing on the other side, gave his opinion seriously, looking like a senior person.

"?"

"Does your Five Poison Cult also have stargazers?"

"This is an ancestral record in our Five Immortals Sect." Lan Fenghuang retorted.

Lan Phoenix's performance surprised Ding Chunqiu. Isn't this just a matter of optics?And it's not a full moon, just a crescent moon.

And this world of smiling and proud people has not yet deteriorated, right?

He hasn't even started yet.

So this is just superstition.

　A cousin got married today and had to attend the wedding banquet.Then I was asked by a group of relatives that I am autistic. There was only one update in the evening and I would make up for it tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)