Yan Kun was bored, flew down from the ring, came to Lan Yiming, and whispered to him: "This monk's internal power is really too high. I, Yan Kun, have never heard of it. Master Lan should be more careful."
Lan Yiming nodded slightly and looked towards the stage. He saw Labu Tsering waving his Zen staff. Five of the seven red-clad monks under the stage actually took off their monk clothes, revealing the short clothes of the Central Plains people. , climbed onto the stage together.
"Don't panic, everyone. I'm here to make friends with various factions." The person who spoke was known to Zhu Yu as the imperial general Sun Gan. Next to Sun Gan was Wu Qian, the deputy commander of Dongchang. The other three people Zhu Yu had also met in Shaolin were three of the six Taoist priests who followed them.
After Sun Gan finished speaking, he introduced himself and continued: "Today, the imperial court has to deal with the harassment from the barbarians outside and quell the internal rebellion. It requires the help of heroes from all factions. I am here today to persuade everyone and us Let’s work together to benefit the people.”
As soon as Sun Gan finished speaking, there was a commotion in the audience, and someone said loudly: "If the court cares about the people, why would we gather in the mountains and forests to go against the government? These words of yours are just deceiving us!"
"I am a disciple of Northern Shaolin. Commander Wu Qiandu is from Qingcheng Mountain. Yunlong, Yunhu and Yunshan behind me were originally disciples of Taoism in Weibaoshan Mountain. If you join us, you will get official positions based on your martial arts level. The salary can last for several generations of you. There is so much money to spend, if you are willing to join, you can come to me in the capital." Sun Gan said, pointing to Wu Qian, Yunlong, Yunhu and Yunshan.
"What are you waiting for? Quickly kill these five deceitful thieves." Master Xuyun of the Emei Sect couldn't stand listening anymore. She drew out her sword and took the lead in rushing towards the ring. Disciples Fo'er, Yi'er and Jing'er also drew their swords. Followed closely and came to the stage.
Seeing Master Xuyun rushing onto the stage, Lan Yiming knew it was impossible not to take action. He held the golden sword and charged at Sun Gan. Seeing Lan Yiming take action, all the heroes in the audience drew their weapons and rushed to the ring.
Seeing Lan Yiming stabbing with the golden sword, Sun Gan dodged from the side. Labu Tsering, who was standing behind Sun Gan, raised his palms and struck Lan Yiming and the masters with one palm.
Lan Yiming knew that Labu Tsering had gained internal strength, so he poured his internal energy into the knife, trying to block Labu Tsering's palm power. Unexpectedly, Labu Tsering's palm power came like a torrent, and Lan Yiming could only feel the power in front of him. As soon as it was dark, he was pushed seven or eight feet away by Labu Tsering's palm, fell heavily to the ground, and passed out. The seven or eight masters from various factions who rushed to the stage were also beaten by Labu Tsering's palm and fell off the stage. However, Lan Yiming was not seriously injured.
Labu Tsering's palm shocked everyone present, including Sun Gan and Wu Qian, who didn't know he had such magical power.
After the palm strike, Labu Tsering sat there with his eyes closed and adjusted his breath. It was obvious that such a powerful palm force consumed a lot of his internal energy.
Kong Lingyuan stepped forward to help Lan Yiming up, and together with several Tianlong Sect disciples, carried Lan Yiming to a hall not far away, and examined his injuries. He found that Lan Yiming's chest was purple and black, and he was busy. Luck healed his wounds. After a while, Lan Yiming vomited out a few mouthfuls of blood, slowly woke up, leaned against the wall, and began to heal his wounds with luck.
After closing his eyes for a moment, Labu Tsering opened his eyes, looked at the people in the audience, and said calmly: "Those who are willing to submit to the government can leave first, and those who are not willing to wait here to die."
Everyone in the audience is a well-known and decent sect, and no one will risk the disapproval of the world and submit to the government. Labu Tsering originally wanted to scare some people away first, and then slowly deal with the Tianlong sect, but he did not know much about the martial arts in the Central Plains, so his words came out of nowhere. , no one had any intention of leaving, so he decided to kill him again and kill him as a warning to others.
Labu Tsering had made up his mind. He spotted the four or five people gathered in the audience, flew off the stage like lightning, repeated his old trick, and hit several people with one palm.
The people standing in front of the stage are the five disciples of the Qingcheng Sect, including the eldest disciple Lingshanzi, the second ranked female disciple Linghuazi, the third disciple Lingfengzi, the fourth disciple Linglinzi, and the fifth ranked disciple. A female disciple named Lingyazi. This time, the Qingcheng faction, led by their eldest disciple Lingshanzi, went to Tianlong Mountain for an appointment. They had no intention of competing for the leader of the martial arts alliance, so no one came on stage to call for a battle. They never wanted to kill a Labu Tsering and injured Lan. Yiming and several masters, so the five of them took advantage of Labu Tsering's closed eyes to discuss how to deal with this foreign master.
At this moment, the five people were already prepared. When they saw Labu Tsering's palm coming, they quickly lined up in a line, with Lingshanzi in front and Lingyazi at the end. The three people in the middle were arranged in order of ranking in the faction, and the people at the back touched each other with their palms. Hold the back of the person in front, send out the internal force forward, then gather the internal force of the five people on the front person, and then let him strike out.
This summons is called the Five Sons Lian Xing, which is the ultimate killing move of the Qingcheng Sect. The internal strength of the Qingcheng Five Sons is already profound, and with the combined internal strength of the five of them, it is difficult to defeat them.
When Labu Tsering saw the five people joining forces to deal with him, he did not give way. He still hit Lingshanzi with one palm. The moment the three palms met, there was only a "boom" sound, and the people around him felt a strong wind blowing, and Yang A cloud of yellowish gray arose, covering the stage and the audience, and seven or eight people with weaker martial arts skills were blown down by the wind, looking very embarrassed.
At this moment, Zhu Yu was careful to be recognized by Sun Gan and Wu Qian, so he hid far behind the crowd. Lan Tian and Lan Ling'er, who were around before, saw that their father was injured and went to check on them. But before that, Labu Tsering and Qingcheng Wuzi The palm radiated from behind the palm, and Zhu Yu, who was far away, felt a vibration under his feet, which also surprised him.
Looking at the five sons of Qingcheng, after having a palm exchange with Labu Tsering, they still stood firmly in the moment, calm and calm, while Labu Tsering closed his eyes and got lucky again. It is obvious that the two sides are in this situation. A palm-to-hand confrontation resulted in a tie.
Seeing this scene, Sun Gan became a little anxious. He knew that he only had Labu Tsering and the two monks he brought with him, as well as three Taoist priests from Wu Qian and Weibaoshan. If Labu Tsering was Qing The five men in the city are entangled, and the seven people on their side have to deal with hundreds of Central Plains martial arts masters, and they will definitely be defeated.
Just when Sun Gan was worried that Labu Tsering was being entangled by the Five Sons of Qingcheng, he saw Labu Tsering slowly opening his eyes, slowly raising his hands, and hitting the Five Sons of Qingcheng in the audience with his second palm.
Qingcheng's five sons were well prepared and followed the same example. The next four sons transferred their internal energy to Lingshanzi. Lingshanzi struck Labu Tsering with his palms. This time, the four palms intersected without any vibration or any sound. There was a sound, but Ling Yazi, who was standing at the end of the five Qingcheng disciples, plopped down behind the four of them.
Seeing that Lingyazi was injured and fell down, Lingshanzi had no choice but to let Linghuazi hug Lingyazi, and the five of them stayed away from the ring to treat her injuries.
Labu Tsering had previously played against the Five Sons of Qingcheng. The first palm he used was Yang Palm, with the palm force coming from the front, and he and the Five Sons were evenly matched. The second palm was Yin-Yang Palm, with the right hand being yang, and Lingshan Zi. The palm power resisted, and the left hand was yin. The palm power went around behind the five people and hit Lingya Zi, so Lingya Zi was injured and fell to the ground. The other four were not injured because Labu Tsering's palm power was exhausted.
After the Qingcheng Five were defeated, the Tianlong Sect, Wuliang Sect, Diancang Sect, and Emei Sect, led by Sima Zhen, Daozu, Yan Kun, and Xuyun Master, all present, attacked together, but everyone knew in their hearts that Labu Tsering's skill is too high, and it is impossible for all the heroes to gather together like the Five Sons of Qingcheng. There is no chance of winning against Labu Tsering, but the situation is urgent, so everyone has no choice but to bite the bullet.
Seeing everyone gathering in front of the stage with weapons in hand, Labu Tsering slowly drew a circle with his hands in the air, and then folded them together in his lower Dantian. He only waited for everyone in the audience to get closer before he was about to strike out with his palms.
Labu Tsering's previous three palm strikes were all based on his own internal power. This time, seeing dozens of people pressing forward, in order to ensure victory, in addition to his own internal power, he also absorbed the energy of heaven and earth, hoping that he could strike with one palm Defeat the attacks of the masters.
Labu Tsering lives in the Gedan Monastery at the foot of the Himalayas in Tibet. This monastery has a secret technique that came from the Han Dynasty thousands of years ago, called the Falling God Palm. It has been introduced by many generations of lamas and is so powerful that it is unbelievable. Let this skill flow out. Only one disciple of each generation of Gedan Temple can practice this skill. Although Labu Tsering is only more than thirty, he is fortunate to be selected as the inheritor of Luo Shen Palm. He practices this palm skill with his master for ten years. In the past few years, his skill has reached the intermediate level. This time, Labu Tsering brought two disciples of Gedan Temple to the Central Plains to use each other with Sun Gan, and he had a bigger plan.
Seeing that Labu Tsering was about to strike out with his divine palm, a black shadow floated out from nowhere like lightning and flint, standing between the crowd and Labu Tsering. Everyone looked at him. He was about six feet tall and about seventy years old. He was wearing a green cloth monk's robe and had a kind face.
Seeing the visitor, Lan Ling'er, who was standing behind the crowd with Zhu Yu and Lan Tian, couldn't help shouting: "Master Wise Man, it's Master Wise Man, it turns out he hasn't left yet!"
Labu Tsering had an arrow on the string and had no choice but to fire it. If he hesitated any longer, the energy of heaven and earth he had absorbed would slowly dissipate from his body, and his palm power would be reduced. He no longer cared about the identity of the person coming, and struck at him with one palm. Call in the audience.
When the wise men in the audience saw the palms of Labu Tsering, they slowly raised their hands, gathered all their inner strength in the palms of their hands, and used the Sun Tathagata palm technique to hit Labu Tsering's palms.
In the past few days, Master Wise Man has not left. He was worried that a demon that Lan Yiming could not deal with would come to Tianlong Mountain to disrupt the situation, so he was observing in secret. He did not expect to be met by him. He knew that Labu Tsering was devastated. The palm is extremely powerful, so it uses ten layers of internal energy as soon as it comes up.
Labu Tsering never thought that he would meet an opponent. The palm power he struck with all his strength was like a mud cow drowning in the sea when meeting a wise man, which showed that the opponent's skill was not inferior to his own. He couldn't help but feel horrified and asked: "You, are you a human or a ghost?" , Where did you learn such magical skills?"
"The reappearance of the Luoshen Palm, which has been lost for thousands of years in the Central Plains, is a great blessing for our martial arts community in the Central Plains. However, your Gedan sect has never set foot in the Central Plains. What do you want to do by bringing officers and soldiers here to cause trouble this time?" As soon as Master Wise Man took action, he There was a draw with Labu Tsering, but his heart remained motionless, as if nothing had happened before, and he calmly asked Labu Tsering.
"I came here because of something, but it's inconvenient to talk about it. Since you can block my divine palm, I, Labu Tsering, can only accept it when it's good." After finishing speaking, Labu Tsering turned around and jumped down. In the arena, walking towards the mountain gate with their heads held high, two Gedan disciples and three Weibaoshan Taoist priests quickly packed up their belongings in the tent and followed after Labu Tsering. Only Sun Gan and Wu Qian did not forget before leaving. It seemed very polite to bid farewell to the heroes, but in my heart I was completely dissatisfied.
Northern Shaolin, Duantengxia Feilong Sect, Gedan Sect, General Sun Gan, and Dongchang Commander Wu Gan who participated in the martial arts conference all returned in defeat. Tianlong Mountain temporarily calmed down. Zhao Zhou announced that this time the election of the martial arts alliance leader, Because there is no suitable candidate, Lan Yiming will temporarily succeed the alliance leader.
After a frightening battle, the masters of each faction felt a little tired and went back to their rooms to repair. Lan Ling'er and Lan Tian took Zhu Yu to see their father.
When the three of them came to the door of the Tianlong Sect's meeting hall, they heard a burst of women's cries coming from the hall. The three of them felt their hearts tightening. Lan Tian ran into the hall first, followed closely by Lan Ling'er, and When Zhu Yu finally entered the hall, he couldn't help being dumbfounded. He saw Lan Yiming lying on a bed in the middle of the hall, his eyes closed, and he didn't know when he had passed away.
The woman who cried bitterly before was Lan Yiming's wife, Yang Rourou, the mother of Lan Tian and Lan Ling'er. She saw him throwing herself on Lan Yiming, still sobbing. Lan Tian and Lan Ling'er also threw themselves on Lan Yiming. He cried loudly. The Great Protector Sima Zhen, the Second Protector Kong Lingyuan and several sub-rudders bowed their heads and said nothing. The fourth Guardian Yunshan and the forty-year-old female helmsman of Xiliang Zhou Branch Hua Guzi were pulling Yang Rourou to persuade them.
"People can't be resurrected after death, so everyone should be sad and accept the change. If there is any difficulty in Tianlong Mountain in the future, please come to Guoqing Temple to find me. We will meet again soon." Master Wise Man came to the hall at some unknown time. As soon as he said goodbye, he was gone. trace.
Due to an unexpected incident, Lan Yiming's funeral was hurriedly prepared and held the next day. Fortunately, heroes from all factions were there, so there was no need to bother informing the leaders of each faction and the Tianlong faction's sub-helms. Only Shaolin and Wudang No one from the Zhongnan sect and the Zhongnan sect were on the mountain. Yang Rourou sent a few people to inform the three sects and told them that they could come over to express their condolences when they had free time in the future.
