Martial arts Dazhutian

Chapter 83 Shaolin Action
"What? It's been so long, and I still don't have a clue?"

Ren Woxing said while suppressing his anger.

"Layman Ren, although your secret book is Taoist martial arts, but we are all pure practitioners, we only practice Taoism, not martial arts."

"And it's too incomplete. There are some words and phrases in it, and Pindao and other fellow Taoists don't know where they came from."

In the Great Hall of Wuliangguan, there were about twenty Taoist priests sitting around, all of them looked haggard.

The person who spoke was an old Taoist, with a sluggish expression, and seemed to be the leader of this group of Taoists.

The old gentleman is worshiped in the hall, and the incense table under the statue has been removed and replaced with a book table.

Let me sit behind the desk for convenience, flip through the explanations presented by these Taoist priests one by one, and place a long sword on the desk casually.

Which sentence comes from which scripture and what does it mean.

Let Woxing's head go numb.

The fact that Ye Gucheng was Huang Lin's false identity had already spread throughout the rivers and lakes when he left Huashan with the Wuyue Sword Sect last year.

Ren Woxing also heard the news. After he came to Mangshan Mountain, he found out that the Shangqing Palace was just an ordinary Taoist temple in its early years, and it was not a Jianghu sect at all.

It's just that Shang Xinghai and Xia Pang are dead, and he also took the position of hall master, which is not too bad.

What's more, the "Beiming Shengong" is indeed a Taoist martial art. After searching the Qing Palace on Mangshan Mountain with no results, he came up with a whim.

Let's see if we can complete "Bei Ming" from the Taoist side, so as to eliminate the troubles of his "Star Absorbing Dafa".

It's a pity that it's been so long and so little has been gained!
Ren Woxing didn't abuse these Taoists very much, but just killed two little Taoist boys at the beginning, using it to scare the chickens and monkeys.

Now it seems that if he wants to complete the "Beiming Divine Art", he has to practice Taoism from scratch, which is not something he can learn in a short time.

What's more, after these days, he also understands that there are many branches of Taoism and countless schools. Over the years, there are still many gaps in Taoist classics, so this method will not work.

Since it is useless, these Taoist priests can also deal with it.

"Hmph! It seems that I, Ren, are too kind to you!"

Saying that, Ren Woxing slowly got up.

The Taoists probably also understood what they were about to face, and retreated one after another.

"Hahahaha, can I let someone who wants to kill someone run away?"

Seeing that these people still wanted to hide, Ren Woxing couldn't help laughing wildly.

"Yo let me do it, do you think you can do it again?"

The voice came from outside, at first it seemed that it was still far away from the foot of the mountain, but when the words fell, it was already outside the hall.

"Whoosh~"

A long, jeweled sword, scabbard, flew through the open door and plunged into the stone bricks.

Flying Immortal Sword? !

Ren Woxing's eyes tightened, he still remembered the sound and the sword turning into ashes.

"Ye Gucheng! Or Huashan Huang Bulin!"

The voice squeezed out from between Ren Woxing's teeth.

"Brother Ren, it's been a long time. Is this going up to the mountain to practice Taoism?"

A person slowly came in outside the Great Hall of Wuliangguan, with a ponytail on his head, a long sword in a black scabbard, and a strange costume. He stepped across the threshold and said as he walked.

Seeing Huang Lin, a group of Taoists in the hall seemed to still have a grudge with Ren Woxing, they couldn't help showing joy, retreated to the corner of the wall, and slowly groped towards the door.

The leader of the old Taoist mixed in with a look of rejoicing.

"Huang Bulin, are you going to stop me?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Huang Lin shook his head and made fun of Ren Woxing, the ponytail on his head made Ren Woxing upset, and immediately roared:

"The person surnamed Huang cheated someone with a pseudonym. Ren hasn't settled with you yet, and now he's meddling in other things. I really think I'm afraid of you?!"

As he spoke, he kicked over the desk, drew his sword and glared at Huang Lin.

Seeing his stern look, Huang Lin almost laughed out loud. It seems that Ren Woxing didn't know that he was the best, otherwise he might have run away early.

Seeing that the Taoists had slipped out of the hall, he asked:
"Okay, old man, have you found the "Sunflower Treasure"?"

"What "Sunflower Treasure"?"

Ren Woxing was stunned by his question, and the imprint buried deep in his mind was revealed.

Sunflower, sunflower!

Immediately rushed towards Huang Lin, roaring in his mouth:

"I kill you!"

Huang Lin tapped his feet, floated out of the hall, and said:

"I wanted to keep you for a few more years, but it's a pity that the teacher's life is hard to do, so I can't keep you!"

When the words fell, the person had already landed on the square outside.

Immediately step on the foot.

"choke~"

People rushed towards Ren Woxing like a shooting star with a streak of horses.

Ren Woxing reluctantly swung his sword sideways to block it.

"When~"

A section of the sword tip broke off and flew outward.

The red phoenix in Huang Lin's hand slashed towards Ren Woxing's neck.

Ren Woxing had no choice but to retreat again, let go of the broken sword in his hand, raised his palm and slapped the sword.

I saw the red phoenix sword turning, slashing Ren Woxing's wrist with the blade, and the castration increased dramatically.

After the sword light passed, Huang Lin tapped his feet and floated away.

"what"

Along with Ren Woxing's screams, the sound of objects falling to the ground was also mixed in.

The two cut-off swords and the palm of Ren Woxing's left hand fell to the ground.

Ren Woxing pinched the broken part of his left wrist with his right hand, sweating profusely, staring at Huang Lin.

After avoiding the splashing blood, Huang Lin stepped on it again.

Flying and stabbing.

With a stern look in Ren Woxing's eyes, he directly opened the air door, and went straight to Scarlet Phoenix without dodging.

He raised his right hand to gather momentum, and shouted loudly:
"Sucking Stars Dafa!"

Hearing the sound, Huang Lin shook his wrist in the air, and the image of the Scarlet Phoenix sword exploded in his hand, turning into a ball of sword light and wrapping towards Ren Woxing.

Then I saw the sword group run over Ren Woxing, and the stumps flew out in all directions.

Let me do it, pawn!
"choke~"

The red phoenix returned to its sheath.

"Nimei, fight as long as you fight, what kind of moves are you shouting, are you crazy?!"

Huang Lin cursed and walked towards Ren Woxing's broken torso.

His carefully trimmed portrait at this time has been splattered with blood.

Seeing no one around, he touched the corpse, but found nothing except some broken silver and a token.

Immediately ran back to the Great Hall of Wuliang Temple, found a quiet room and changed into some clothes.

Only then went back to the hall to look at those pages.

The sound of footsteps came from outside, and the person who came seemed quite nervous.

"Young man?"

A head stuck out from outside the door. Seeing Huang Lin turn his head, he asked again:

"The young man was invited by He Daoyou?"

"The old Taoist is talking about the Taoist He near Shanyang?"

Huang Lin put down the scattered papers in his hand.

"That's right, that's the old man He, the Heavenly Venerable Wuliang, I can be considered to have escaped a catastrophe in Wuliangguan, thank you Shaoxia for saving my life."

With that said, he bowed to Huang Lin.

The old Taoist looked like a philistine, not a successful person.

"That's what I let you explain, but these?"

Huang Lin didn't hide, and pointed to the stack of papers on the desk and said.

"Yes, young man, that thief gave Pindao and the others a few sentences, and asked me to explain, but this thing is martial arts. Although it is from Taoism, how could I understand it."

"What's more, there are some words and sentences in it, which are from ancient books that have been lost. After I barely translated them according to the Daoist scriptures, he couldn't understand them again, so I am so worried."

The old Taoist priest would stand beside Huang Lin and vomit his bitterness.

"Do you know the sequence?"

"I don't know, I have also discussed it secretly, but I can't connect these things. I think the thief gave it incompletely."

Huang Lin was a little disappointed. It seemed that the "Northern Darkness Remnants" was completely gone.

"Okay, Ren Woxing is dead, Huang should go."

Even if you want to leave.

"Don't. The young hero's life-saving grace, the veterans have not reported it yet, so I have to thank you."

The old Taoist hurried to the door and saluted Huang Lin again.

"There is no need to thank him. Daoist He helped Huang a lot at the beginning, and this time he is repaying his favor."

After some hesitation, Huang Lin finally brought a copy of "Chongxu Jing" down the mountain.

The old Taoist wanted to give money, but Huang Lin refused. After gritting his teeth, he dug out this scripture and gave it to him in the back hall, saying it was a collection of Wuliangguan.

Huang Lin flipped through the scriptures, he really didn't have the whole scriptures, and there were explanations in them, so he accepted it.

Luoyang
After staying at Changfeng Escort for one night, Huang Lin arrived at Youjian Inn.

"How can the master come here when you are free?"

In the backyard study, Huang Lin took the tea brought by Hu Kui, took a sip, and then replied:
"I'm doing something in Mangshan, so I stopped by to see. I heard that you failed the provincial examination the year before last?"

"Hehe, the imperial examination is not so easy, but next year is very sure."

Hu Kui has changed a lot these years, and he no longer looks like that young scholar.

In the early years, he had been working as an accountant at the Changfeng Escort in Xi'an. Two years ago, he was transferred to Luoyang, where he was in charge of the inn in the entire Henan area, including intelligence.

"Boss, you came just in time. There is a piece of information about to be sent to Mount Hua. It seems that Shaolin Temple has made some moves."

"Oh? What are those bald donkeys doing?"

"The news came from Shanxi, saying that the Huashan School discovered the Quanzhen Sect's "Innate Skills" back then!"

"When did it happen? How can we be sure it was done by Shaolin?"

Huang Lin's eyes tightened immediately. Back then, the "Sunflower" made a big fuss from the Demon Cult, and now there is "Innate Skills". Is there an end?

"The news came yesterday that people from Linfen said that the person who spread the message is a distant relative of a Shaolin layman disciple, and he happens to know him!"

"Da da da."

For a moment, the only sound in the room was the sound of Huang Lin's fingers tapping on the table.

Huang Lin had a gloomy face, closed his eyes and pondered for a long time, and then slowly opened his mouth:
"Hmph! Again and again, do you really think that Huashan Mountain is made of mud?"

"Hu Kui!"

"exist!"

"Two pieces of news! Spread the word to inns all over the place, spread it with all your strength!"

(End of this chapter)