Martial arts Dazhutian

Chapter 90
Wen Zai stood in a daze for a while, then closed his eyes and handed the folder to Wen Xuan who was beside him. After that, he put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name, his figure was quite desolate.

That Wenxuan held the notebook and hesitated to speak, finally sighed, turned around and left up the mountain with a face of grief and indignation.

Wang Zhi tilted his head and raised his chin slightly, his slightly closed eyes looked extraordinarily slender.

After seeing Wenxuan's expression, he chuckled lightly, turned his head to Wenzai and said softly and slowly:

"Master, Wang Mou has given enough of Shaolin's face, and I hope Shaolin will not lose Wang Mou's face! If you can't bring back the people recorded on the list, Wang Mou will probably bring more than one when he comes next time. That's a lot of people!"

"Amitabha! So that my lord can know that of the 26 people on the list, only fourteen remain in the monastery, and the rest have passed away. There are detailed records in the temple, and I will report it to my lord later."

Wen Zai did not make any more useless struggles after being warned for his previous evasion.

Seeing this, Wang Zhi ignored him, took the teacup handed over by the subordinate next to him, and sat on the horse to taste it carefully.

The monks on the opposite side had to stand still under the scorching sun.

After a long time, Wenxuan, the head of the Discipline Hall, brought a group of monks down to the mountain gate.

Several monks among them were bound and wounded.

Presumably there was some resistance.

"Oh, this is what the master said about penance and repentance? If so."

Wang Zhi wanted to say something more, but suddenly he sneered and said:
"Jin Liang."

"Subordinates are here!"

A person riding on a horse clasped his fists and answered.

"Take all these files and people."

"Yes!"

After handing the teacup to his subordinates, Wang Zhi leaned over and said to Wenzai:

"Man, I'm not going to be the governor. If I want to come to Shaolin, I don't have the guts to lie to the emperor."

"Thank you for your trust, my lord, I dare not!"

The expression on Wen Zai's face has become numb.

Seeing that the bet has been made, Wang Zhi raised his hand and said:
"Go back!"

After turning the horse's head, Fu turned sideways to Wen Zai and said:

"For the sake of the master's cooperation, Wang Mou reminds the master."

"The matter of private possession of imperial crimes was exposed by Wang. However, the matter of Shaolin's occupation of fertile land was handled by those court officials. They are not as easy to talk to as Wang."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and slammed his horse down the mountain with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Wen Zai just stood there dumbly, and when Wang Zhi was no longer in sight, a mouthful of blood spewed out violently.

"Abbot!"

"Abbot!"

All the monks around him hurriedly surrounded him.

Wen Zai waved his hands with a gloomy face, and said in a low voice:

"Let's go back to the mountain and talk about it."

Over the next month or so, 180 or six temples were sealed up in Daming territory.

Among them, there are those who borrow believers to ask for their children to do obscene things, some who hide the imperial court's crimes privately, and some who give out profiteering money to collect the people's fertile land.

Mount Hua, Yanwei Valley
"Master, this is the "Huashan Heart Method" after the deduction of the disciple."

After thinking for a long time, Huang Lin decided to hand over the deduced exercises in advance.

Originally, he planned to stay before leaving.

But when I think about it later, if I take it out now, both the little fat man and Fang Cheng will benefit.

These people are still practicing the "Huashan Heart Method".

"Deduce mentality? Just you?"

Chen Qingping looked disdainful, making fun of the old man, isn't it?

"That's right, the disciple just spent a little bit of thought, and deduced it to this level, you give me the palm of your hand."

Huang Lin's insignificant appearance made Chen Qingping not have any expectations for this "Huashan Mind Method".

If it was said that Huang Lin had acquired a set of sword techniques, he completely believed it, after all, the young apprentice had this talent.

But this is the heart method, or the most basic "Huashan Heart Method"!
Every modification of this mental method will cause a sensation, and the people who deduce it are all people with extremely rich experience and experience.

After more than 200 years, it has been continuously improved from generation to generation.

The most recent modification was more than 50 years ago.

Up to now, "Huashan Heart Method" has almost no improvement and no improvement.

But this apprentice, who was only about [-] years old, boasted that he had deduced this mental method.

Chen Qingping looks like a fool?
When I was about to grab the "Huashan Heart Method" in Huang Lin's hand, I planned to hit Huang Lin after reading it, so as to save him from getting into it to do these irrelevant things.

After flipping through two pages casually.

There seems to be something else?

Sitting up a bit, Chen Qingping watched carefully.

As he slowly flipped through the pages, his expression became more and more dignified.

After reading it, he closed his eyes and meditated for a long time before asking in a deep voice:
"Is it true that you deduced it?"

"Can this be fake? The disciple just took some time recently and messed with it casually, isn't it bad?"

Huang Lin raised his eyebrows. It's hard to explain the cheating, so he can only fool around.

Anyway, the old man never asked his secret.

"Have you tried it? How does it work?"

A smile flashed across Chen Qingping's eyes.

"I've tried it, otherwise I can't use it to give you palm eyes."

Huang Lin was never too defensive in front of the old man, but he didn't notice the old man's eyes, and said to himself:
"The accumulation of internal force is faster and more pure than the original "Huashan Heart Method". It used to take an hour and a half for a week, but it only takes less than an hour after the disciple deduced it, which is faster than "Hunyuan Gong"!"

"So, you kid was able to practice this at the beginning, right?"

Chen Qingping couldn't hide his smile.

"Ah? Master, what did you say? Why can't the disciple understand?"

Carried away!
Huang Lin began to pretend to be stupid.

"Okay, I don't intend to ask you any secrets, so I'll copy another copy and give it to the head."

"Okay, master."

Huang Lin turned his head and left, and when he passed by Xiao Hei, he even grabbed the dog's head.

Xiao Hei became energetic immediately, and ran a long way after him.

"Hey brat."

Chen Qingping smiled gratifiedly.

When Huang Lin came to Yunv Peak with the secret book in his hands, he happened to meet Yue Buqun who was going to look for him, saying that the master was invited.

"Brother Yue, what's the matter?"

"It should be about the Devil's Cult. The head didn't go into details, so we'll know it in the past."

Yue Buqun still doesn't know why he became the next generation to be in charge. Judging by Huang Lin's appearance, it really doesn't look like he has some incurable disease.

"Why is Senior Brother Yue looking at me like this? But what is wrong with Senior Brother?"

Seeing Yue Buqun looking at him, Huang Lin couldn't help asking.

It hasn't been cut yet?Staring at him a big man looking at what?
"It's nothing, you usually don't come to Yunvfeng, why did you come here today?"

"I have some good things for the head. By the way, Senior Brother Yue, have you practiced the "Zixia Divine Art"?"

"Under consideration, not revised yet."

The two of them chatted all the way, and they entered a place where there is nothing to do.

Seeing Huang Lin coming so quickly, although Ning Qingyu was surprised, he didn't ask any further questions, and said straight to the point:

"The people from the Demon Cult have left."

"Qi Mo Cult is really on its last legs, it took more than a month before we left."

Thinking about it, Huang Lin felt anxious for them. It had been almost a month since Wang Zhi brought people back to the capital from Shaolin, and the Demon Cult had just left.

"Nie Kuang is not here, none of them can control the overall situation, everything has to be discussed, and it is normal to slow down."

Ning Qingyu said something with a smile before continuing:
"I called you here this time because I want you to take a trip to Heimuya."

"Oh? But you want the disciple to check the news about Nie Kuang?"

Huang Lin immediately thought of Nie Kuang. The last time this person appeared was Chenghua ten years ago. After that, Feng Qingyang killed four of their elders near Hengshan Mountain. He didn't come out, and he didn't know if he was dead.

"That's right. This time, the Devil's Cult almost came out in full force, and Heimuya only left one hall to guard."

"Jieshi, your master guards the mountain, I will take people to stay in Tongguan for a few days, just in case. After confirming that the demon sect is attacking Shaolin, I will go to Pingyang Mansion to Jincheng."

Hearing this, Huang Lin turned his head and glanced at Yue Buqun, seeing that his expression did not change, he thought that the old man was the ultimate thing, and he already knew it.

"There's no problem here, disciple. Do you want to intercept the demon sect?"

"Well, it depends on the situation. When they return from Shaolin, see if there is a chance."

There were only the three of them here, and Ning Qingyu didn't hide it, and directly said the plan.

Seeing his rogue behavior, Huang Lin secretly gave a thumbs up in his heart.

After thinking for a while, he opened his mouth and said:
"Disciple is ready to go to Yan'an Mansion and go to Zhending via Taiyuan, so as not to run into people from the Demon Sect on the way."

After hearing the words, Ning Qingyu thought about the route, smiled, nodded approvingly and said:

"You have thought carefully. Let's go in three days. Be careful when you arrive at Heimuya, and then you can meet me in Jincheng."

Both of them spoke directly, and finished the matter in a few words.

Huang Lin then took out "Huashan Mind Method" from his arms and handed it over.

"This is the "Huashan Mind Method" after my disciple deduced it. My master has already read it and asked my disciple to send it over."

In order to save some saliva, Huang Lin directly moved the old man out.

"You deduced it? How effective is it?"

Sure enough, Ning Qingyu was surprised when he heard that Chen Qingping asked him to bring it over, but he didn't investigate further.

While flipping through it, I listened to Huang Lin talking about the effect.

"The internal force is stronger than the original "Huashan Heart Method""

".It's faster than "Hunyuan Gong"!"

After Huang Lin explained the effect of this method, Ning Qingyu turned his head and asked Huang Lin:
"Is this true?"

Ning Qingyu was still pinching a bunch of beard in his hand, Huang Lin felt pain for him looking at it.

(End of this chapter)