Seeing Xu Zhu following the Shaolin monks with a pious look on his face, he looked like he had faith.
Why would such a good young man with firm beliefs insist on causing other people's beliefs to collapse?
Even if fate gives him a bunch of so-called good things in return, those are what the world considers good things. In his eyes, they may not be any happier than chanting sutras every day in the Shaolin Temple.
Who can tell clearly between gains and losses?
But Xu Zhu doesn't have to go through the pain this time. After all, the water in Xiaoyao Sect is too deep and he can't control it.
Everyone continued to move forward, and the Deaf and Mute Valley was already in sight. Before they entered the valley, they suddenly heard a noise coming from behind.
Everyone listened carefully and found that the music seemed to be composed of flutes, suonas, gongs, drums and other musical instruments, as well as some shouts and footsteps mixed in.
As the sound got closer and closer, everyone saw a team of hundreds of people gradually approaching.
There was a high-lifted sedan in front of him, and in the sedan sat an old man with white beard and hair, who looked quite immortal, as if he was an old god.
Everyone finally heard clearly. The noise turned out to be these people shouting along with the music:
"Old Immortal Xingxiu, the Dharma controls the Central Plains. He has vast magical powers and boundless magical power."
"Old Immortal Xingxiu has boundless magical power, can conquer all attacks, and is invincible in every battle."
"The old immortal of Xingxiu has boundless magical power, enjoys immortal blessings forever, and lives as long as the sky."
Three steps for a gong, five steps for a drum. The sound of sheng, flutes, gongs and drums sounds very rhythmic, making people feel like they are hearing the sound of immortality.
These slogans were repeated over and over again, but the old immortal held a feather fan and listened impatiently over and over again, as if he had really become an immortal.
This is when you really come out with your own BGM!
This appearance, I would like to call Tianlong the strongest.
Listening to these slogans, everyone naturally understood who was coming.
After all, "Old Immortal Xingxiu" is well-known in the world, but most people in the world call him "Old Monster Xingxiu" or "Old Demon Xingxiu".
The "Xingxiu Old Immortal"'s power-transforming method is notorious, and the Xingxiu Sect is even more famous for its poisonous skills. Many people have died inexplicably due to the Xingxiu Sect's poisonous skills, so naturally they don't have a good reputation.
However, the Xingxiu Sect has always been active in the Western Region.
Therefore, most people in the Central Plains only heard of his name but never saw him.
I saw it today.
Seeing that this scene is indeed the style of the evil sect, it can be seen that "Old Immortal Xingxiu" is really a big devil.
Especially Xue Muhua and the others were so frightened that they wanted to run away immediately.
However, now they are in front of the Deaf and Mute Valley, and their master "Mr. Congbian" Su Xinghe is in the valley. How can they escape?
Xue Muhua could only look at Zhao Mingyuan pleadingly, hoping that he could really resist Ding Chunqiu.
After all, the psychological shadow that Ding Chunqiu brought to them was too strong. Xue Muhua was originally confident, but now after meeting Ding Chunqiu, he felt extremely uneasy, fearing that Zhao Mingyuan would not be able to defeat Ding Chunqiu.
Although these days, Xue Muhua has had many exchanges with Zhao Mingyuan based on the medical skills passed down by his master. He told many ways to crack Ding Chunqiu's poisonous power. But when things came to an end, my heart was still pounding.
Before Zhao Mingyuan could answer, Ding Chunqiu had already seen Xue Muhua and the others. He raised the feather fan in his hand, and all kinds of music and singing stopped. Suddenly there was no more noise, and they seemed to be more strict than military orders.
I saw Ding Chunqiu saying to Xue Muhua and the others: "Nephew, why didn't you run away when you saw me today? What support did you have?
Ding Chunqiu glanced at the crowd for a few times, and finally looked at Zhao Mingyuan next to Xue Muhua.
But in his opinion, Zhao Mingyuan is just an ordinary young hero. Even if his martial arts is good, due to his age limit, what can he do if he is in his twenties? Can he still pose a threat to him?
Ding Chunqiu was no longer worried. Just when he looked away, he suddenly saw Wang Yuyan next to Zhao Mingyuan.
That elegant temperament and beautiful face shocked Ding Chunqiu, and he blurted out: "Master's wife?"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked. Before everyone could think about it again, they heard Ding Chunqiu change his words: "No, that's not right. Based on your age, you are Qingluo's daughter, right?"
Wang Yuyan had long heard Zhao Mingyuan talk about the past of the Xiaoyao Sect, so she was not surprised by this.
Wang Yuyan bowed her head and replied: "The little girl Wang Yuyan has met my uncle, and my mother is Li Qingluo."
Ding Chunqiu sighed: "Uncle? Yes, according to seniority, you should definitely call me uncle."
Ding Chunqiu seemed to be lost in memories, and continued: "In the past, master and master often quarreled, and senior brother was obsessed with music, chess, calligraphy, painting, and medical divination, and ignored other things.
Therefore, I took care of your mother when she was a child. She is said to be a junior sister, but actually I have always raised her as my daughter.
Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, even her daughter, who was so old, would get married.
well! Time is really like water! In a flash, it has been almost forty years!
The reason why I can recognize you immediately is because you look so much like your grandma! "
Everyone around was quite surprised when they heard these words.
Obviously, everyone had heard Ding Chunqiu call Xue Muhua and the others the "eight friends of Hangu" before, which meant they were called master nephews. Obviously, they are from the same sect.
Now, listening to Ding Chunqiu's tone, even Zhao Mingyuan's wife can be related to them.
So, maybe Zhao Mingyuan also comes from this sect, right?
Before, everyone was surprised by the sudden appearance of a master like Zhao Mingyuan in the world, and were still wondering which sect he came from?
Now, when they heard that they all came from the same sect, they couldn't help but be surprised. They didn't expect that there was such a powerful sect hidden in the world.
Compared to everyone who had nothing to do with it, the "Eight Friends of Hangu" and the others were the most surprised right now.
They never expected that the help they finally hired would be related to Ding Chunqiu.
This is troublesome, we won't invite a foreign enemy. Ding Chunqiu alone would be difficult to deal with. If Zhao Mingyuan was added to them, they would just wait to die.
As a result, the "Eight Friends of Hangu" all had sad faces and stopped struggling, just like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
If Xue Muhua and the others were shocked and frightened, then Duan Zhengchun was pleasantly surprised.
Hearing Li Qingluo's name, and then seeing Wang Yuyan's face. Duan Zhengchun couldn't help but think of that past event many years ago. The look of affectionate recollection on his face made Ruan Xingzhu next to him couldn't help but pinch him hard.
At this time, Monk Xuannan from Shaolin suddenly said: "Old Monster Xingxiu, you probably don't recognize Miss Wang's husband. He is the Great Xia Zhao Mingyuan next to her.
Daxia Zhao's martial arts skills are world-class, comparable to those of Bei Qiao Feng and Nan Murong, but they are not comparable to a young man like you. "
Xuannan's words were deliberately provoking a confrontation between Zhao Mingyuan and Ding Chunqiu to prevent them from joining forces.
Otherwise, wouldn't they all be lambs waiting to be slaughtered? Who can deal with the two of them?
After hearing Xuannan's words, Ding Chunqiu couldn't help but look at Zhao Mingyuan again, and no longer dared to look down upon him.
However, even if he looked carefully, he couldn't tell the depth of Zhao Mingyuan.
So, Ding Chunqiu said to Zhao Mingyuan: "Since you are Qingluo's son-in-law, you can just call me uncle by Yuyan."
Zhao Mingyuan naturally doesn't know how to bark. If you follow his instructions and call someone, wouldn't you think you're lower than him?
Seeing that Zhao Mingyuan refused to bow his head, someone in the Xingxiu Sect crowd immediately said: "This Mr. Zhao, if the old immortal is willing to let you call you uncle, that means he values you.
Why don't you call someone quickly?
If in the future you can get guidance from an old immortal on one and a half moves, why don't you fly like a dragon to the sky? "
Then someone said: "Yes, yes. Now that you are as famous as Beiqiao Feng and Nan Murong. If you can get the guidance of the old immortal, it will not be easy to become the best in the world."
Someone else retorted: "What are you talking nonsense about? The best in the world is naturally our master Xingxu Laoxian!"
The man immediately argued: "You are talking nonsense!
The old immortal is a god in the sky, how can he be compared with the people in the world?
At best, Mr. Zhao can only become number one in the world. Compared with Lao Xian, the gap is naturally too far. "
This man's words quickly received unanimous approval from all the disciples of the Xingxiu Sect. Soon, the sound of drumming started again, and all the disciples of the Xingxiu Sect sang in unison the name of Old Immortal Xingxiu.
This compliment seemed to make Ding Chunqiu forget his unhappiness just now, and said to Zhao Mingyuan: "For Qing Luo's sake, let this matter go."
After that, he said to Xue Muhua and the others: "Let's go in first and see what my senior brother is up to?"
As he spoke, Ding Chunqiu waved his feather fan forward, and several disciples carrying the sedan chair carried him forward.
The disciples of the Xingxiu Sect also continued to play gongs and drums, and surrounded Ding Chunqiu as they headed towards the valley.
Everyone looked at Ding Chunqiu's pomp, you looked at me, I looked at you, they wanted to laugh but couldn't. After all, Ding Chunqiu's strength is real.
With such style, it doesn't look simple.
Xue Muhua looked at Zhao Mingyuan anxiously, wondering whether Zhao Mingyuan would be related to Ding Chunqiu in this regard, and whether he was willing to take action.
Seeing this, Zhao Mingyuan smiled and comforted: "Don't worry. Since I promised you, I will naturally not break my promise.
Besides, this trip was originally for the Zhenlong chess game.
Why don't we all go in and crack the chess game, and then I have a fight with this old monster from Xingxiu.
After he is captured, he will naturally be left to your disposal. "
Hearing Zhao Mingyuan's words, Xue Muhua and the others were extremely happy.
They were not only happy because Zhao Mingyuan kept his promise, but they also heard Zhao Mingyuan's confidence.
Having seen Ding Chunqiu with his own eyes and having such confidence to capture him, Zhao Mingyuan was really confident.
Thinking of this, they were even more happy. This led everyone into the Valley of Deafness.
(End of chapter)
