Game Days: Evolving from Bone Cancer

Chapter 83

The gold was given by Duan Zhengchun to Ruan Xingzhu to improve her life.

But before Ruan Xingzhu left Dali and returned to Jinghu Xiaozhu, he forced all of it to Xiao Ting, saying it was for his self-defense.

Money can make ghosts grind, even in the Jianghu, it is not uncommon to kill people and loot for money.

One hundred taels of gold, in this era, is more than enough to buy a mountain, not to mention renting it for three days.

However, in the entire living room, from Zuo Zimu down, all the disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect were ashen-faced and extremely ugly.

How can the dignified sect's holy land be leased to disciples of other sects?

It doesn't do much harm to Wuliang Jianzong, but it's extremely insulting!
Zuo Zimu held back his anger and said, "Little master, don't you think that what you mentioned is too difficult for others?"

"is a bit."

Xiao Ting nodded, and said sincerely: "But the poor monk in Jinghu Palace must live there, and I ask Zuo Zongzhu to be more accommodating."

"Too deceiving!"

A young disciple beside Zuo Zimu jumped out, stood in front of Xiao Ting, and said coldly: "This is the Wuliang Sword Sect, not Tianlong Temple. If you are sensible, hurry up and walk with your tail between your legs. Let's drive people away. It doesn’t look so good when you go up!”

He was so angry that he didn't care what kind of disciple the opponent was from a famous sect, let alone whether he was a genius or not.

Xiao Ting fiddled with the rosary with his left hand, and said with a smile: "The Wuliang Sword Sect was founded less than 200 years ago. The Wuliang Mountain and Jianhu Palace 200 years ago were not from your Wuliang Sword Sect."

"What do you mean?"

"There is no owner of the immeasurable mountain. If you occupied the mountain as the king 200 years ago, why not allow others to borrow it for three days after 200 years?"

"Strong words make sense!"

The young disciple was furious, stretched out his hand and pulled out the long sword at his waist, cupped his hands and said, "I have heard that the guard of Tianlong Temple is known as a martial arts wizard, and today Gong Guangjie, a disciple of the Wuliang Sword Sect, asked the guard to teach me, so that we can see the so-called genius Is it a waste of fame!"

"I don't dare to teach you."

Xiao Ting's expression remained unchanged: "However, the little monk also has some experience in swordsmanship, so I asked Gong Shaoxia to taste the sword of the poor monk..."

The sword energy suddenly rises.

Cold light appeared.

With just a glimpse, Xiao Ting's right index finger has already come in front of Gong Guangjie with the sword energy around.

Its speed is swift, like dew and electricity.

The speed of the middle finger kendo in the six sword patterns is vividly displayed!
Under the sword's finger, Gong Guangjie's face turned pale instantly.

Looking at the sharply enlarged sword fingers in his pupils, he felt his pores shudder, and his whole body felt cold.

The brain wanted to resist, but the arm couldn't lift a sliver of strength, as if it was frightened.

The blue light flashed, and a green steel sword was inserted horizontally at a critical moment, cutting towards Xiao Ting's finger.

It's Zuo Zimu!

As soon as Xiao Ting made a move, he knew that his eldest disciple Gong Guangjie was definitely not an opponent, and he thought something was wrong in his heart, so he immediately drew his sword.

Only then will Gong Guangjie be blocked.

Xiao Ting flipped his wrist, and his fingertips landed on the long sword.

With a sound of "dang", a finger hole was pierced out of the green steel sword in an instant.

Seeing this scene, all the Wuliang Sword Sect members present were dumbfounded.

"Piercing the sword with a finger sword, is this the supreme martial arts sword of the Duan family of Dali?"

"How old is this little monk, and he has practiced such a unique skill at such a young age?!"

Zuo Zimu screamed wildly in his heart, completely unbelievable.

"Zheng!"

"Zheng!"

Xiao Tingyu pointed his finger at the sword, Zuo Zimu held out his sword to block it.

The sword and finger strike each other, buzzing, and the sound of the vibration has not stopped, and two moves have been dismantled again.

After all, Zuo Zimu is the head of a sect who has practiced for decades.

His swordsmanship is second-rate, and his internal strength is quite strong, so he is naturally not as defenseless as the young disciples.

But Zuo Zimu also became more and more frightened.

In an instant, three holes were pierced in the long sword. If the stalemate continued, with at most two fingers, the sword in his hand would definitely break.

Could it be that he is the head of the sect and will be defeated by a young monk?
Thinking of this, Zuo Zimu yelled out of embarrassment, clenched his fist with his left hand, and slammed forward.

What he is holding is a fist, but he is using swordsmanship.

The angle is tricky, the strength is heavy, and the force is sharp!

As long as it hits, the internal force will be vented, which will easily cause internal injuries to the opponent.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Ting also raised his left hand suddenly, clasped his thumb on the middle finger, the next moment the middle finger popped out like a soft sword, and hit Zuo Zimu's outstretched fist from below.

puff!

The sword energy around the middle finger pierced Zuo Zimu's big fishtail in an instant, and then a huge force surged, blowing his arm upwards.

In the end, the whole person was taken away a dozen steps, almost flying out of the hall.

Snap your fingers as a sword!

This method not only allows the fingertips to obtain extreme speed and piercing characteristics, but also can maximize the strength of Xiao Ting's fingers!

When Zuo Zimu fell to the ground, a blood hole in his palm was visible to the naked eye.

The bright red blood dripped continuously, which was shocking.

lost!

The air was as silent as death, and the entire East Sect of the Wuliang Sword Sect fell into dead silence.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, none of the disciples who killed Wuliang Jianzong would believe that the suzerain Zuo Zimu would be defeated by a teenage monk.

"Sect Master Zuo."

Xiao Ting took out another gold leaf from the sleeve and put it on the wooden box.

"Add one or two more, this is the greatest sincerity of the poor monk!"

"..."

All the disciples of Wuliang Sword Sect were speechless.

Is it a question of money?
"it is good!"

Suzerain Zuo Zimu threw down the "ridden" long sword, put his hands in his sleeves, nodded with his hands behind his back and said:

"It's rare for the little master Guanshou to be so sincere. Zuo is not a stingy person, so he lent Jianhu Palace to the little master for three days because of the beauty of an adult."

"..."

The disciples of Wuliang Sword Sect were once again collectively silent.

"Thank you!"

Xiao Ting clasped his hands together, looked at Gong Guangjie whose face was like wax paper and said with a smile: "Let's ask Gong Shaoxia to lead the way for the poor monk."

Gong Guangjie looked at Zuo Zimu: "Master..."

"Go, do what little master Guan Shou said, and don't neglect the honored guests."

Zuo Zimu waved his hand, and then said in a deep voice: "The order continues, within three days, all the disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect are not allowed to approach the Jianhu Palace, so as not to disturb the guarding little master."

"Yes."

The disciples looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally responded weakly.

When Xiao Ting left behind Gong Guangjie and disappeared completely, the rest of the disciples regained some composure.

"This little monk is too arrogant!" Some disciples couldn't help saying indignantly.

Zuo Zimu glanced at him: "If you have this level of strength at his age, you can be even crazier than him."

The voice fell, and there was another silence.

For a moment.

Another disciple asked: "Master, what should I do if the monk breaks Wuliangbi's immortal swordsmanship?"

Zuo Zimu had no expression on his face: "If he can really solve the secret of the screen wall within three days, it will prove that the swordsmanship of immortals can only be practiced by the geniuses of the sky, and it is not something ordinary people like us can force."

…………

The magic of Jianhu Palace is that on the night of the bright moon, you can see the shadow of "immortal dancing sword" on the smooth cliff opposite.

The members of the Wuliang Sword Sect competed for the right to live in Jianhu Palace in order to study the "immortal" swordsmanship, trying to deduce an ancient and unparalleled swordsmanship.

They naturally don't know that the so-called "immortal" is just the shadow left on the screen wall when Wu Yazi and Liu Qiushui danced swords while living at the bottom of the cliff.

It has nothing to do with immortals, and it is even more impossible to deduce peerless swordsmanship by studying these sword shadows.

When they arrived at Jinghu Palace, Xiao Ting let all the Wuliang Sword Sect disciples including Gong Guangjie leave.

I sat cross-legged in the central hall all night, and after making sure that there were no eyeliners around, I went down the mountain from Jinghu Palace.

Come to the bottom of the cliff...

I saw a large waterfall on the cliff on the left hanging like a jade dragon, rolling down and pouring into an unusually clear lake.

The lake where the waterfall pours into is tumbling, only ten feet away from the waterfall, and the lake is as flat as a mirror.

The moon shines into the lake, and the center of the lake is also a bright full moon.

Xiao Ting didn't care to watch this wonderful scene called good fortune, looked around, pondered for a while, walked through a clump of camellias by the lake, and walked to the edge of the cliff.

From left to right, grope carefully all the way.

as predicted……

A moss-covered rock was soon discovered, wobbling slightly at the slightest nudge.

This rock was as high as his chest, and under normal circumstances, it weighed two thousand catties instead of three to five thousand catties. No matter how strong Xiao Ting was, he wouldn't shake with a light push.

A smile appeared on the corner of Xiao Ting's mouth.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. The more abnormal this rock is, the more it proves that he has found the entrance to Langhuan Paradise.

Xiao Ting put his hands on the rock, and with agitation of his arms, he tore off all the kudzu vines that were wrapped around the rock.

Subsequently.

This big rock is like a gate, slowly turning under the push of both hands.

Turning half way, I saw a three-foot-high cave exposed behind the rock.

Overjoyed, he immediately bent down and walked into the cave.

In fact, theoretically, Xiao Ting can trigger the rampage and go straight through the rock.

But he was afraid that if there was a mountain instead of a cave behind the rock, it would be a lot of fun.

After walking a dozen steps forward, the road began to slope downward, getting lower and lower.

After about a dozen feet, I reached out and touched a wooden door with knockers and copper nails nailed to it.

Xiao Ting pushed open the door forcefully and stepped in.

The musty smell is pungent!

Xiao Ting immediately held his breath, and opened another door, his eyes were suddenly bright, and he came to a round stone room.

There seemed to be a crack on the stone wall in the southwest corner, Xiao Ting's eyes flashed, and he walked over to push the stone wall.

Sure enough, there was another door, which slowly opened, revealing a hole.

After going down the stone steps for more than ten steps, there seems to be a door in front of you, walk over and push it open...

Finally found!
A life-sized jade statue appeared in front of my eyes. It was so beautiful that it could be called a peerless youth.

Wearing palace attire and holding a long sword, he is very graceful.

Xiao Ting couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

Although there was no danger along the way, the twists and turns in the dark really drained one's patience.

There are two futons, one big and one small, at the feet of the jade statue.

Xiao Ting is not a fool like Duan Yu, so naturally he would not really kowtow thousands of times to break the little futon, only to discover the secret book hidden inside.

Immediately, he used a dagger to cut through the seams along the futon, revealing the silk bag inside.

Open the silk bag again, and finally see the "Picture of Erotic Palace"...

No, it's the secret book of Beiming Shengong and Lingbo Weibu!

PS: Thanks to book friends Feiyi for rewarding 3000 points, Wuhua for rewarding 100 points, and Iris for rewarding 100 points!

(End of this chapter)