Kunlun has a sword

Chapter 364

Within an hour, Wang Qing reluctantly put down the information at hand.

It's not that I finished reading it, but I really can't figure it out.

The current situation in Emei is complicated, and it is not easy to sort it out just by looking at the information.

At present, the main peak of Emei and Qingcheng Mountain are relatively clear.The rest of the four places and eight gates are completely where there is me in you, and you are in me, where the three major forces wrestle.

As for Zen Buddhism, it is broken down into parts, and it exists everywhere, but there is no core place.

The current monks are completely controlled by Zen. To be precise, the monks are a branch of Shaolin.The core personnel are basically from Shaolin.This power cannot be splashed with water, and belongs to the basic disk of Zen.In addition, most of Yuemen, Huangling, and Dianyi, which were controlled by Zen Buddhism, basically fell into the hands of Zen Buddhism.

Taoism was prevalent in Fengdu County, but later Buddhism invaded and became the bridgehead of the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism.The Buddhist sect set up a fire hall here, headed by a great monk named Huanglong.

Huanglong ran rampant in Fengdu County for 20 years without a single defeat, which greatly suppressed the local Taoist forces.

It's not that the Taoists didn't have masters in Emei, but this Huanglong was out of the plan.

It turned out that Dulong, who was called Dulong, broke the precept and was expelled from Shaolin.The lay surname, Huang Long, was restored.Later, because he was used to monastery life and had no other skills to make a living, he simply called himself Master Huanglong and became a monk of wine and meat.

When he was expelled from Shaolin, he didn't know who protected him, but he didn't lose his martial arts.With the strength of a first-class mid-level, he quickly established a foothold in the arena.

This time, he was sent to Fengdu County to charge for Shaolin.This kind of twists and turns in the martial art made Wang Qing sigh in admiration.

Shaolin's plan is successful, first-class masters are always rare, most of the time they are only used as a strategic deterrent, and rarely fight to the death.As for the dispatch of first-class masters, the various sects are not much better than the haggling peddlers, and they all need to be carefully calculated.

I'm afraid of being easily involved in danger, being besieged, and losing manpower.The loss of every first-class master is an intolerable loss for the sect, which means that a large territory cannot be suppressed.

With masters from both Buddhism and Taoism staring at each other one-on-one, Huang Long's accident was like entering a land without people, and quickly swept Fengdu County.

Just when Buddhism thought that the overall situation was settled and another piece of land was acquired, a thin old man came down from Qingniu Mountain next to Fengdu County, and made an appointment to fight Huanglong.

This old man doesn't know the two sects of Taoism, Buddhism and Taoism, and he belongs to the kind of hermit who only enters the Taoist school and does not enter the Taoist school.

The state of veteran is also first-class middle-level, Huang Long is not afraid.Realm is one thing, and empty realm is not suitable for fighting in the rivers and lakes.Huanglong is a master of Shaolin, he firmly believes that he is in the same realm, and fighting is also at the forefront.

In fact, it was just as Huang Long thought, in the first match, the old Taoist only knew how to use the soft palm of the Taoist, and his moves were jerky, without the slightest threat.The old Taoist that Huanglong was chasing and killing ran around the field.It's just that the old Taoist has lived in the mountains and forests all year round, watched the apes and realized his body skills, and practiced the magical body skills of crossing mountains and forests.Huang Long tried his best, but he didn't touch the old man's clothes.The first date had to end in a draw.

A few days later, the old man came to make an appointment again, this time the old man became much more proficient in his palms, he fought with Huanglong for a hundred rounds of offense and defense, and he still didn't want to finish his fight, and it was fair.

A few days later, the old Taoist went down the mountain to make an appointment again, and Huang Long felt a little bit withdrawn at this time.After two fights, he already understood that this old way is the same as those ascetic monks in the back mountain of Shaolin.He devotes himself to cultivating the Tao and does not participate in the fights in the rivers and lakes.Dao heart is terrifyingly high, imitating the world and penetrating the essence.It's fine if this kind of people don't practice martial arts. Once they practice martial arts, they can easily learn any martial arts in their hands, and quickly master it.

When they fought for the second time, the old man had already gained the upper hand slightly.At that time, Huang Long was ready to fight for both sides, relying on his many years of experience in the arena, to fight to the death.Unexpectedly, the old man stopped in time.

Come again this time, Huang Long has no confidence at all.But thinking of the mission that the boss in Shaolin had given him, there was no way he could retreat.I know my own affairs, and the big boss has value in protecting himself as himself.If he retreated, he would ruin the bureau that Shaolin had spent a lot of manpower and material resources on, and the monstrous anger would definitely be vented on himself.If you can save him, you can naturally destroy him.

When we met again, the old man only said a few words.

"Qingniu Mountain is a place of pure cultivation, you messed up this place."

After speaking, he clapped his hands.

Huanglong's first hand is the unique dragon claw skill, and he catches the wind to meet the experienced cotton palm.

At the moment when his palms were about to touch, the old Taoist twisted his whole body softly and bonelessly. His right arm twisted three times like a noodle, passed through Huanglong's palm, and landed on Huanglong's chest.

Huang Long intensively cultivated the golden body of Buddhism, he easily forged the bones, he didn't care about this palm, and he was very confident in his own ability to resist blows.

This palm is as light as a breeze, and it goes away with one touch.

Huanglong grinned ferociously.

"Old miscellaneous hair, that's all it takes? I don't even scratch your buddha's itch. Uh, poof!"

The old man clapped his hands, turned his head and left.

"Whoever makes trouble in this quiet place of Qingniu Mountain will die!"

Huang Long fell to the ground and hurriedly mobilized his true energy.

A tiny stream of zhenqi, as warm as water, rampaged through his body.Although this zhenqi is subtle, its nature is extremely pure, and it keeps eating away at Huanglong's zhenqi to strengthen itself.

Huanglong has achieved great body training, and almost all internal organs have been strengthened, so it is impossible for him to be injured by a little zhenqi.

But this trace of true energy contains the old-fashioned artistic conception, and Huang Long's artistic conception is more than one step away, which cannot be resolved.

After a total of 72 impacts, Huanglong vomited 72 mouthfuls of blood.The dignified first-class master was tortured for nearly half an hour under the watchful eyes of everyone, his flesh and blood were turned into mud, and he died tragically on the spot.

The old Taoist did not leave his name from the beginning to the end, and everyone used to call him Qingniu Old Taoist.Since then, no one in the five places has mentioned Fengdu County, but Qingniu Mountain.Buddhist knowledge has left here, but Taoism is only developing in a low-key manner in Fengdu County.

Gradually, Qingniu Mountain became a gathering place for people from the Emei Sect who did not want to stir up disputes and devoted themselves to practicing martial arts.

In terms of strength alone, Qingniu's land is almost equal to the sum of the other four lands and eight sects.

Only then did Wang Qing clear his doubts, why among the five people, Wang Gongmai from the Qingniu Society would sit in the first place.

It's just that Wang Gongmai's assassination of real Qinghai, although Qingcheng was confused, Wang Qing saw a thing or two.

That person is not Wang Gongmai at all, that sword technique, that body technique, especially the familiar infuriating energy coming from the intersection of swords and swords, there is no one other than the killer of Cuiyan Tower.

As for the appearance, Wang Qing, who was used to playing Yirongfu, did not forget the only boss that Cuiyan came out to fight.

Yan, the most mysterious villain in the Valley of the Wicked.A disguise technique is superb.

Cuiyan, who has obtained the disguise technique, has completely secured the seat of the number one killer sect in the world.

Wang Qing chased out of the hall at that time, and his keen spiritual sense had actually discovered the killer hiding in the shadows.It's just that Wang Qing thought about it and didn't expose it.

Nanmen City is currently cooperating well with Cuixinlou, and Wang Qing is not willing to break this fragile partnership.

And it's the one who uses swords that has enmity with his daughter-in-law, and the one who uses knives actually has a good relationship with Taoism.

Of course, killer, whoever has milk is a mother.Wang Qing never thought that this fragile relationship could be greater than the power of money.But sabotage and assassination have different meanings from killing killers.

Moreover, Cuiyan Tower has a very contractual spirit, even if you catch the killer, you can't ask the person who paid the money, so why bother.

Anyway, Wang Gongmai is not killed by a killer now, but has replaced his identity.It's just that he is still in Qingniu and doesn't know anything about it.As soon as Qing Hai sent someone there, it was clear immediately, Wang Qing didn't talk too much.

(End of this chapter)