I, Wudang’s Shepherd, Signed In For 50 Years

"It turns out that I still have such a hardship when quitting Master Kong. I was so reckless !"

Everyone apologized.

However, losing the key will inevitably cause a series of problems.

If Demon Sect invades the Central Plains, it will definitely kill Shaolin Temple.

Once Ye Wuxie is rescued, I am afraid that the tragedy of thirty years ago will continue.

"Fortunately, the Central Plains is not no one can resist Ye Wuxie."

"Some time ago, Sword God broke through the shackles and surpassed Grade 1 Great Grandmaster?"

"We can ask Sword God for help to counterbalance Ye Wuxie!"

Someone immediately proposed.

But even so, everyone still has a solemn look.

They all know that blindly passive defense will still have a weak spot after all.

Only offense can ensure that Demon Sect has no time to take care of Ye Wuxie.

However, with the current strength of the Central Plains, how can you fight Demon Sect in the Western Regions?

The various sects of each door are be worldly-wise and play safe, knowing that Shaolin Temple has lost its secret treasure, but still perfunctory.

The entire Central Plains is like a piece of sand.

I am afraid that the martial arts conference held by Shaolin Temple this time will also be gone.

……

Outside the Hall Of Great Strength.

A man and a woman are standing in the doorway.

The content of the conversation in the room reached their ears without any surprise.

Then, when others were not paying attention, the two quietly disappeared.

When he appeared again, he had already stepped into the West Wing.

"Wudang Sect dísciple's identity is pretty easy to use."

Ling Yanxue sat in a chair with a relaxed expression.

Lin Chuan looked thoughtful and sorted out the content of Jie Kong's conversations with various dísciples.

"The key we got accidentally turned out to be a treasure."

"Isn't this the plot in the wuxia novel?"

Lin Chuan gave a wry smile .

He has been yearning for the martial arts world since he was a child, and many novels are related to treasures.

But, what does he want so much money for as a warrior?

Compared to treasures, they are not as good as a few Divine Grade cultivation techniques.

"What are you thinking?"

Ling Yanxue tilted her head, said curiously.

At this time, Lin Chuan took out the iron key and said indifferently:

"I'm thinking, I'll just kill Ye Wuxie."

"A secret hiding place is bound to cause a blood disaster."

"If Demon Sect is really allowed to go..."

At the end of the sentence, he suddenly looked up and looked up. towards Ling Yanxue.

He almost forgot that this woman is also from Demon Sect.

But she didn't even know Ye Wuxie?

"You have always been in the Central Plains, isn't it just to save Ye Wuxie?"

Lin Chuan said solemnly.

Of course he has reason to doubt Ling Yanxue's purpose.

After all, this woman is the Sect Master of Harmonious Bond Sect.

Being able to stand on the seat of a Sect's Master, absolutely impossible is a naive young woman burnt by love.

"Well, you guessed it."

Ling Yanxue shrugged.

"Not only did I know that Ye Wuxie was imprisoned in Shaolin Temple."

"I also knew where he was imprisoned."

"Devil's demon meeting When I disappeared for four days, I was looking for Ye Wuxie."

"It’s just that I never thought that the key to the dungeon would be hidden in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion!"

She looked at Lin Chuan sincerely, a pair of beautiful eyes unblinking.

Like a lamb to be slaughtered, it looks a bit pitiful.

"Don't come to this one with me."

"You are Demon Sect demonic girl, I am a decent dísciple."

"If I kill you , There will never be any hesitation."

Lin Chuan is coldly snorted, but has no intention of doing it.

He hadn't planned to kill Ling Yanxue originally, otherwise, when the two met for the first time, he could do it.

For him, Demon Sect and Demon Sect are both humans.

The so-called distinction between good and evil is just the difference in benefits.

As a transmigrator, if you don't even know this point.

He has been in compulsory education for nine years.

"Thank you!"

Ling Yanxue smiled and hugged Lin Chuan's arm.

"Then can we go to Ye Wuxie?"

"He has a secret hiding place in his hand!"

This woman seems the most What is good at is unsatisfied.

"No, I refuse!"

Lin Chuan said decisively.

"Why?"

"Don't you want the former to be secretly hidden?"

"That is a treasure rich enough to be an enemy of the country!"

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Ling Yanxue said in surprise.

"hmph!"

"I'm just a cowherd baby, what do I need so much money for?"

"In contrast, I am I'm more interested in Ye Wuxie's cultivation realm."

Lin Chuan squinted his eyes slightly, full of fighting intent.

He has always been cautious, but he also desires strength.

But blindly immersed in painstaking practice, the improvement is limited after all.

Otherwise, he would not specifically train Sword God to be his opponent.

"If Ye Wuxie is really as powerful as Jiekong said."

"Then he should be at least Absolute Peak powerhouse."

"However, he was Detained for so long, it is hard to say whether the cultivation base has regressed."

Lin Chuan is rarely curious.

It happens that he has the key to open the dungeon, why not go to the dungeon?

Ling Yanxue looked at Lin Chuan with confusion.

This man is too strange.

Obviously too cautious, but still eager for strength.

The seemingly contradictory character makes Lin Chuan possess a terrifying innate talent.

Actually, she didn't understand.

The reason Lin Chuan wants to become stronger is to live a few more years.

Only if his strength is far beyond ordinary people, he can easily kill others in seconds.

As long as the opponent can't hurt himself, there is no loss of lifespan.

Even more how cultivation progress can increase his lifespan upper limit.

Then of course Lin Chuan must desperately improve!

"I will go to the dungeon tonight. Anyway, Ye Wuxie is trapped in the dungeon and can't do his best."

"Fighting with him, you will surely be able to win but not lose! "

Chapter Seventy-Nine Peerless Powerhouse and the Previous Secret Collection

Shaolin Temple.

Dungeon.

The two guards of the Shaolin Temple dísciple fainted to the ground.

There is faint fire swaying in the wind in the underground of Heiblongdong.

In the deep tunnel, the sound of "DaDa" footsteps echoed endlessly.

It adds a bit of horror to the already gloomy environment.

Fifty steps away.

Between the heavy walls, a huge iron gate blocked the tunnel tightly.

Only a small window of only three inches wide can provide daily needs.

Lin Chuan and Ling Yanxue stood in front of the iron gate and looked at them for a while.

Such tight defense shows that Shaolin Temple attaches great importance to Ye Wuxie.

However, to open such a dungeon on Shaoshi Mountain, the cost is definitely not small.

Obviously the Imperial Court also participated in the construction of the dungeon.

And these years, even if Shaolin Temple is no longer interested in Ye Wuxie.

The Imperial Court cannot easily abandon the previous secret hiding.

Therefore, the maintenance of the dungeon has never stopped.

"There should be someone guarding behind this door."

Ling Yanxue said in a low voice.

According to Jie Kong, the only key that can open the iron gate is this key.

In other words, this iron door has not been opened for a long time.