Martial arts Dazhutian

Chapter 87 Blackwood Cliff

"Alas~ You, Junior Brother Huang, are afraid you won't succeed."

Ning Qingyu said with a sigh.

Yue Buqun's expression froze immediately.

It was fine just now!Why not?

Two days ago, he fought vigorously with the abbot of Shaolin!
Thinking of this, he couldn't help asking:
"Junior Brother Huang has some incurable disease?"

Ning Qingyu turned his head and saw his apprentice's expression, and instantly understood that Yue Buqun wanted to go wrong, so he said:
"That's not the case, don't think about it, it's just that he won't have time to be the head of Huashan in the future, and he proposed that you take over as the next generation."

When Yue Buqun went out, he was still a little confused.

Why did he become the next generation inexplicably in charge?
"Da da da."

The only sound left in the study was the sound of fingers tapping on wood.

Ning Qingyu sat in the study for a long time without moving, his eyes were empty and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Goosetail Valley

"Master, that Ren Woxing is dead, and the disciple will return to his life!"

"I heard that you went to Shaolin? How about Wen Zai's skills?"

The old man was lying in the courtyard flipping through the scriptures.

"The strength is very strong. The disciple used nearly two hundred moves to defeat him. It may be very difficult to kill him!"

Huang Lin thought about it, mainly because he didn't have a speed-type lightness skill.

Although the deduction disk can integrate skills, the lightness skills in his hands are too superficial, and the upper limit is too low.

The only one "Tiyun Zong" is not speed type.

He didn't know the strength of his true qi at this time, but Wen Zai suffered greatly from it.

"It's normal. You've just reached the peak, and it's already eye-catching to be able to defeat him. This time, Shaolin's face is a big shame. Even the inheritance of the Zen stick was destroyed by you."

When Chen Qingping said this, he smiled, and then asked:

"Did He Laodao's fellow Taoist ever save him?"

"The disciple went there in time, and the Wuliang Temple was not damaged. Before leaving, Daoist Jia gave a copy of the "Chongxu Sutra". Take it, the disciple has already copied a copy."

As he spoke, Huang Lin took out the "Chongxu Jing" from his bosom.

"Chongxu Jing", that is, "Liezi", also known as "Chongxu Zhenjing", "Chongxu Zhide Zhenjing".

This sutra is not a method of cultivation, it has the ability to open people's minds and inspire people, and the essence of it is close to that of Lao Zhuang.

After Chen Qingping took the simple flipping, the corners of his mouth slowly raised, his beard twitched, and he didn't know what he thought of.

"Master? You are?"

Huang Lin couldn't hold back, and asked curiously.

"It's nothing, wait until the old man finishes reading this scripture, and then talk to that bull-nosed man to see if he's still in good spirits!"

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What are you thinking old man?The old Taoists have been drilling this all their lives.

Not having the heart to destroy the old man's fantasy, after inquiring about the whereabouts of Mr. He, Huang Lin went deep into the mountain.

"Old Daoist, I haven't seen you for a long time, how are you doing?"

It didn't take long for Huang Lin to find the place where He Daochang lived.

The newly refurbished Taoist temple in front of me is probably the work of those seniors in Huashan.

Ever since Ning Qingyu revealed the secret of breaking through to a few big brothers, those old guys have been drilling into the mountains from time to time.

"It's okay, it's okay, the little layman is getting more and more handsome, you sit down first, and the old man goes to get something."

The old Taoist smiled and stroked his beard, seeing Huang Lin, he felt as if a big stone fell from his heart.

Huang Lin didn't think much about it, he came here to visit the old Taoist priest, and secondly, he wanted to see if he could stay in Huashan to practice.

Not long after, the old Taoist came out with a cloth ball.

"Little Layman, there are still three pieces of gold leaf left. The old Taoist has kept them for nothing, so you can take them back."

Said, and stuffed the cloth ball into Huang Lin's arms.

"This is impossible. The younger generation owed you a great kindness back then, let alone a few golden leaves, no amount can compare to your kindness."

Huang Lin jumped up immediately, not to mention that the old Taoist priest helped him eliminate the psychological shadow, the source of Huashan's new peaks is also the old Taoist priest.

This kindness is so great that a few golden leaves can't compare with it.

"This... If you don't accept it, the old man will not be able to live in the future!"

The old Taoist master held the cloth ball and couldn't get it out, his face was full of disappointment.

"Ah? Just a few golden leaves, why did the old Taoist say it so seriously?"

Huang Lin was surprised.

"I can't get over the threshold in my heart. Ever since I received the golden leaf from the layman, the Taoist heart has become unstable. I always remember to return it to you."

"Is this really that serious?"

Seeing the old Taoist's long sigh, Huang Lin was also full of embarrassment. It would be too unreasonable to really take back the gold leaf.

After thinking about it, he continued:
"Old Taoist priest, is the Taoist temple near your Shanyang passed down? Or"

"The old Taoist lineage has always traveled all over the world, and that Taoist temple was also picked up in the early years. What do you mean by asking these things?"

He Daozhang had doubts on his face, wondering why Huang Lin asked this.

"This golden leaf has become a heart problem for you, but it is nothing compared to your kindness to the younger generation and Huashan."

"The younger generation thought, why don't I build a Taoist temple here for you with people and efforts from Huashan? In your spare time, you can give me lectures on Taoism for my Huashan disciples."

"In this way, you also give something, so you don't feel like you are taking advantage, right?"

Huang Lin explained his plan in detail.

"No, no, in this way, don't I, the old Taoist, owe a layman favor again?"

The old Taoist waved his hand quickly, a few golden leaves made him no longer want to practice Taoism, if he wanted to owe favors again, wouldn't his Taoism be ruined?

"Master Daoist, let me tell you the truth, junior, the scriptures you taught are very important to the people of Huashan! Look at my master, who comes to discuss the Tao with you every day because he wants to improve his martial arts!"

"So there is no favor owed by you, but the favor owed by me, Huashan!"

Huang Lin was a little worried, this old Taoist leader is too twisted?

"really?"

"It's more real than this gold leaf!"

"It's not impossible to be true to what the layman said. The Taoist temple in Shanyang is quite close to the official road, and passers-by sometimes disturb it. It is indeed not a place for pure cultivation."

The old Taoist master was a little moved at this time, he didn't want to take advantage of others, he preached the Taoism to the people of Huashan, and he didn't talk about anything else.

After moving here, talk more, just keep "Huang Ting" as inheritance!

The more I thought about it, the more feasible it became. I began to imagine what the newly built Taoist temple would look like, and a look of longing appeared on my face.

When Huang Lin saw this, he knew that the matter was over, so he quickly struck while the iron was hot and said:
"The junior will make arrangements, and come to invite you when we leave!"

After speaking, he got up and ran, for fear that the old Taoist would go back on his word.

"Hey."

The old Taoist stretched out his hand and called out twice, seeing that Huang Lin had already run away, he put down his hand.

How could this Layman Huang, like Layman Chen, leave as soon as he wants?

Huh?Layman Huang said just now that his master often comes here?
Who is his master?
The next day, Ning Qingyu sent more than ten people to accompany He Daochang down the mountain to Shanyang.

Northern Zhili. Zhending Prefecture

Zhending Prefecture governs five prefectures and eleven counties, one of which is named Pingshan.

At the western end of Pingshan County, there is a mountain named Tiangui, the highest peak of which is nearly [-] zhang.

The local people were silent about it, and they dared not speak about it. They occasionally mentioned it, but they also whispered it as "Black Dog Point".

Heigoujian has a frightening name in the world.

That is.
Blackwood Cliff!
Heimuya is a strange mountain, surrounded by cliffs on all sides.

And near the top of the peak, there is a flat and wide land with many houses built on it, I don't know how it was built.

On the mountain wall on the north side, there is a large hall built close to the mountain, which is the meeting hall of the Sun Moon God Sect!

At this time, the hall was full of people and noisy.

The first seat was vacant, and there were five people sitting upright on each side of the bottom, lined up diagonally.

Further on, there were two rows of chairs extending to the gate of the hall, and they were full of people, including Dongfang Bai and Xiang Wentian who had met Huang Lin once.

"If you want me to say, fuck it! It's not that I haven't beaten Huashan, let's go and grab his "Innate Skill" and come back!"

A lean man at the front on the right yelled.

"Hmph! Da Da Da, you, Luo Sihai, also received the news. Huang Bulin of Huashan knocked down Wen Zai's old bald donkey in Shaolin a few days ago. He is already the best. Wen Zai once said that Ning Qingyu of Huashan is also the best. We What to fight with?!"

A burly man said to the lean man.

This man was sitting at the front on the left side, with a full face and short hair standing upright. He looked like a monk who had just returned to vulgarity.

There were two other subordinates standing behind him, one of them was a young man with a darker complexion, holding a long stick as thick as a baby's arm, with a stern expression on his face.

Presumably this big guy has a high status in the Devil's Cult!
"Shout, if you are surnamed Yu, if you are afraid, just tell me, I have been coveting the position of Hall Master Fenglei for a long time!"

Luo Sihai immediately retorted, he has been the deputy head of Zhuque hall for many years, and he always wanted to climb one step higher.

"Luo Houzi, if you ask me, you are really stupid. You can't be picky about persimmons? Isn't the seat of Hall Master Baihu easier to grab?"

"Fuck your mother's fart!"

Xiang Wentian immediately stood up and glared at the person who had just interrupted.

"What are you? It's up to you to talk? Ren Woxing doesn't dare to talk to me when he comes!"

"Shut up, daddy!"

With a loud shout, everyone's faces turned pale, except for the elders in the front row, only a few hall masters were safe.

Then, among the ten people in front, one on the left got up.

Presumably one of the ten elders.

This person is dressed as a Confucian scholar, and he is out of tune with other people in the hall.

It's just that with a full beard, fleshy face, and fierce eyes, he doesn't look like a scholar no matter what.

When the people below saw this person standing up, they all had expressions of fear on their faces.

"I also want to go to Huashan and snatch the "Innate Skills"! But I didn't read the books for half a year for nothing. The rumors are so weird! That Huang Bulin just hammered the bald donkey."

"Old Wen, I'm not talking about you."

When the big man in the Confucian robe mentioned Wen Bald Donkey, he turned his head in embarrassment and said something to the person next to him.

The elder surnamed Wen had five willow beards, and if he wore a Confucian robe, he would look more like a scholar. Seeing the big man explaining, he waved his hand casually, presumably he is used to it.

"That Huang Bulin had just hammered the bald donkey, when the news came. If there was nothing in it, I wouldn't believe it even if I killed him."

After a pause, he shook his head again, stroked the needle-like beard on his face and said:

"From my point of view, this matter is quite tricky!"

(End of this chapter)