Songshan Sect, all the senior officials of the sect were sitting in the martial arts hall, and the atmosphere was a bit depressing.
Ji Qingyun, who was injured by Amber the night before, kept coughing, and it seemed that the injury was not serious.
Qian Zhishui, the leader of the Songshan Sect, was sitting at the head of the table with a pale face. He asked Ji Qingyun: "Senior Brother Ji, how is your injury?"
"Can't die."
Of course Qian Zhishui didn't ask whether he would die, but whether he could still fight. Just now a disciple came to report that the two girls who came out of Langu took them to Songshan Mountain again, but fortunately they did not come in the direction of Songshan Sect, but went to Shaolin. But who knows whether they will go to the Songshan sect to raise an army to investigate the crime.
The Songshan Sect has developed well in recent years. The total number of inner and outer disciples has exceeded 600, making them very powerful in the world. A martial arts conference was held just a few days ago, and there were many sects participating, which earned the Songshan Sect enough face. Just when Qian Zhishui's heart was extremely swollen, Ji Qingyun, the second master in the sect, who had ambushed Chaolan Valley two days ago, was seriously injured by a teenage girl. Although there was no fight with the other little girl, the disciples who participated in the ambush said that she was very good at qinggong and that she was like a ghost in the woods and could not be caught at all.
Qian Zhishui had a headache. He took it for granted that Changfeng Tower would definitely not send a few mediocre people. He knew in his heart that what was the use of sending more people from Songshan? Most of the disciples have gone down the mountain to practice, and the entire Songshan sect has a permanent population of only seventy or eighty people. They were ambushed the night before, and more than fifty people were sent out at once, and they also united with more than thirty people from the Long Whale Faction. There were more than eighty people, but they didn't do anything to others, and the masters on their own side even failed.
Not only that, yesterday his chief disciple, Luo Jinglong, led a group of people to patrol the mountains, but was bullied by two groups of people who didn't know where they came from. The dignified Songshan sect was bullied in their own territory and even had their horses robbed.
These two basins of cold water made the newly promoted martial arts master a little embarrassed.
Qian Zhishui said to his proud disciple: "Jinglong."
"Disciple is here."
"Call your brothers and sisters to guard the mountain gate. If you see Chaolan Valley's group, report them immediately."
"Master..." Luo Jinglong looked a little embarrassed, "They have all arrived at Songshan... We don't need to be so nervous, right?"
"Nervous?!" Qian Zhishui suddenly became angry, "They are going to Shaolin! Do you know what this means?!"
No one spoke.
Qian Zhishui continued to roar: "The old immortal in Qingfeng Guan has made his attitude clear! He chose to side with Chaolan Valley! If we had killed them all the night before yesterday, no one would have noticed! Now Qingfeng Guan already knows about the ambush the night before. It’s our Songshan sect! Zhicheng Old Bald Donkey and Zhang Chengqing Niubi have always had a very good relationship! Don’t you understand yet?? Why are they going to Shaolin? To offer incense?! That’s to worship the mountain! We won’t be able to do anything in the future if we want to. ! You can only wait for someone to come and settle the accounts! Trash!"
The Songshan sect has many people, but it is useless against Qingfengguan and Shaolin. If monsters like Zhang Chengqing and Zhicheng want to kill you, no matter how many people you have, it will be in vain. What's more, Shaolin has been a serious martial arts school for hundreds of years, and it was still the leader in martial arts for hundreds of years. A sect like the Songshan Sect that took advantage of the east wind to rise eighteen years ago cannot be compared to others, that is to say - even if you compare the number of people, you are no match for Shaolin. Not to mention being so close to someone else.
Those who shouldn't have shown up were impatient, inflated, and thought they could do it, which ended up putting the entire sect in trouble.
Qian Zhishui waved his hands feebly and said, "Let's all go down. No one should go down the mountain these days... Jinglong, take two people with you and go to the Long Whale Faction to ask for reinforcements. You're back early. Maybe I can give you a master." Collect the bodies!”
Luo Jinglong did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly withdrew from Jianghu Hall, taking a few well-connected people with him, and headed to the Long Whale Sect not far away.
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After driving for a long time, Li Fenglan and the others finally arrived at the foot of Songshan Mountain, and were about to reach the thousand-year-old Shaolin Temple.
The incense in Shaolin Temple is very prosperous, so the mountain road is very spacious and mule carts can pass smoothly.
As they were walking, they saw a burst of dust rising from the road ahead, and four big men in purple were galloping towards them on fast horses.
The big man in purple saw the mule cart walking in the middle of the road. He was far away and shouted: "Songshan faction is doing something! Unrelated personnel get out of the way!"
After hearing the words "Songshan Sect", Li Fenglan poked her head out of the carriage and looked at the four arrogant and domineering people not far away. She frowned and said, "Stop them."
Luo Jinglong was rather angry. Are these pilgrims who go to Shaolin Temple to burn incense so crazy? Didn't you give way when your grandfather from the Songshan Sect came? He pulled out his riding crop and prepared to get close enough to give the driver a good beating.
When I got closer, I was dumbfounded... Isn't this the boy I met on the official road that day?
Then I saw Li Fenglan sticking her head out of the carriage. The woman who was playing hawk that day had her face covered, with only a pair of eyes exposed... How come this man's eyes are exactly the same as that woman's?
Amber also poked her head out and asked, "What Songshan sect?"
When Luo Jinglong saw Amber, his legs became weak.
Mom, what's going on? Why did you meet this group of people again?
Zhu Mingyu smiled "hehe" and said to Hu Hu: "Girl Hu Hu, the donkey's back is the butt."
Compared with his unruly behavior last time, Luo Jinglong was very skillful this time. He dismounted, apologized, explained things, and sent the horse off, all in one go.
The four people and three horses looked at the group of people gradually disappearing, a little speechless... The Songshan Sect had just risen, so why was it declining?
Li Fenglan was sitting in the carriage, murmuring to herself: "Why did the Songshan faction jump out so blatantly? Are we afraid that we didn't know they were involved back then and wanted to go to the Long Whale faction to bring in reinforcements? Are we going to officially break up with each other?... ...How about, after meeting Master Zhicheng, let’s go to the Songshan Sect to look for trouble? The Songshan Sect has just risen in recent years, so it must have a lot of money.”
Amber asked: "Miss, what do you need money for?" After asking, she remembered that she was worried about not having enough money two days ago.
"Of course it's useful. We are new here and don't even have a place to stay. We can't just stay in the Bai family forever. We can buy a property in Luoyang City, and then...there are so many things we can do with money."
Zhu Mingyu was very happy riding a horse. It was much more comfortable than riding a donkey. Just now he specially picked the tallest horse.
Zhu Mingyu said happily: "Miss Li, it's great to follow you. At least I don't have to starve. But I still have to say one thing, the Songshan Sect has a large number of people, and we can't defeat it with just a few of us."
Li Fenglan smiled and replied: "It's just a matter of knocking on the mountain to shock the tiger. They are not afraid of me, but they are afraid of your master and the Shaolin Temple."
"What a trick to fake the power of a tiger into a fox."
"Don't say that, trust us Amber. I have to let people in the world know what I have, otherwise I won't be able to bear it if they come looking for trouble every day."
Amber thought for a while and suddenly asked Zhu Mingyu: "Master Mingyu, have you ever killed anyone?"
Zhu Mingyu was stunned for a moment and replied: "It's about this... He doesn't show his face very often, but he has indeed killed. My master is jealous of evil and will kill anyone he sees robbing his family. It's inevitable to follow him all the time."
"What does it feel like to kill someone?"
Chen Wu suddenly said: "The white knife goes in and the red knife comes out. There is no need to think about anything. It is no different from killing a chicken or a goose."
Li Fenglan said hurriedly: "I didn't let you come out. Come back and don't teach me nonsense. Amber, don't listen to him."
"Oh." Amber nodded confusedly.
The topic was originally over, but Zhu Mingyu suddenly said: "It's not good... Whether it's the first time to kill someone or not, it doesn't feel good."
Zhu Mingyu was a joker, but he didn't smile when he said this, and his face was very serious.
Chen Wu smiled disdainfully: "It's just killing people."
Amber asked: "Have you ever killed anyone?"
"No."
Li Fenglan laughed angrily at him again: "You've never killed anyone before and yet you still swear so confidently."
"But I feel like it's easy."
The four of them were chatting when a young novice came down from the mountain road opposite. The little novice monk was carrying a book box and walking in a hurry.
As soon as Zhu Mingyu saw the little novice monk, an evil smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Hey," Zhu Mingyu said through gritted teeth, "Isn't this Master Huizhi?"
The young monk raised his head and saw Zhu Mingyu. He quickly lowered his head and clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, it turns out to be Taoist Master Zhu. The young monk has important things to do, so we won't keep talking."
As he was about to run away, Zhu Mingyu bent down, put his open palm on the top of the little novice's head, and grabbed it gently. The little novice screamed in pain: "Ouch! Taoist Zhu! A gentleman speaks but doesn't use his hands!"
"Hey! Boy, now you know how to talk nonsense with me? Aren't you very philistine when doing business? Let me ask you, what's going on with this donkey?"
"Daozhang Zhu, please let go first... As the saying goes, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer. Originally, you and I were willing to do it. But if you don't like it afterwards, that won't work. It breaks the rules of business."
"You little profiteer, I let you take over everything, right? Don't forget, your fur business needs to use my fleet."
"Hey, Taoist Zhu, there's no need to alarm both parents about what's going on between our children, right?"
"Stop talking nonsense! Give me back the money, and give you back the donkey!"
"You let go first and I'll get the money."
Zhu Mingyu let go of his hand, but Huizhi ran out a few meters away, and then made a face at Zhu Mingyu: "Luanluanluo, Zhu Mingyu, our family has signed an agreement with your family. If you say you don't want to borrow it, you won't borrow it?" It’s yours! I won’t refund a penny.”
Li Fenglan heard the conversation between Zhu Mingyu and the little monk was very funny, so she opened the curtain and looked at the little monk.
When Huizhi saw Li Fenglan, she immediately clasped her hands together and said, "Amitabha, Amitabha, pink skull, pink skull, don't look at anything inappropriate, don't look at anything inappropriate."
Hearing what the little monk said, Li Fenglan smiled and said, "You little monk, you have a lot of ideas."
"Pretty benefactor, please don't joke. How can the little monk have any fancy ideas?"
"Form is emptiness. Since it doesn't exist, how can it confuse your mind? To put it bluntly, it's still what you think."
"It's definitely not normal. If you're the female donor... then it's not normal."
When Amber heard this, she stuck her head out and asked, "Little monk, what about me?"
The little monk turned around and ran away: "Oh my God! Two!"
These words made Li Fenglan and Hu Bo giggle. Zhu Mingyu felt it was incredible and whispered: "Why is this kid so good at praising others?"
