The days when I was working in the West Factory

Chapter 256
Everyone left with Xuannan, their eyes fixed on the direction of the Lion Forest.

A little-known woman can sweep half of the martial arts in the Central Plains in just eight years.

Treat those long-established Jianghu masters like killing chickens and dogs!

As we all know, most of the exercises that devour other people's internal energy have disadvantages.

For example, the great method of absorbing stars practiced by the director of the Sun Moon God Sect will cause irreversible damage to one's own tendons.

The Beiming Divine Art of the Xiaoyao Sect is good, but firstly, it is difficult to obtain this thing, and secondly, the inner breath absorbed by the Beiming Divine Art needs to be transferred into Beiming Zhenqi.

And from what Jiang Yuyan has done in the past three months, it can be seen that it seems that the kung fu practiced by this devil does not have these disadvantages.

Moreover, those bigwigs whose identities and status are much higher than others all know a secret.

That is, what this woman is practicing is embedding flowers and trees.

It is a legend that not only can absorb people's internal energy, but also can take away the enemy's experience and the opponent's magic and secret techniques one by one!
That is to say, for some unknown reason, this female devil acted in such a big way that she was mobilized and attacked.

Otherwise, if you know how to hide your clumsiness, it is not impossible to be invincible in the world after 20 years.

As long as they can win the right to execute this woman from among the heroes in the Jianghu, they will have a high degree of confidence in getting this magical skill from the mouth of this female devil.

Therefore, among the wealthy families who went up the mountain, few of them actually had any enemies with Jiang Yuyan.

What's more, in order to justify their name, some wealthy factions did not hesitate to have an irreconcilable relationship with the evil heretics who were killed by Jiang Yuyan!
The gangsters who never cared about the life and death of some small sects, this time they took the initiative to find those small sects who were tortured and killed by Jiang Yuyan, and offered to get justice for them!
After an incense stick of kung fu, three eminent monks with white hair and beards of the Du family (martial arts fellows, please ignore the seniority...) came out with a young woman who was still incomparable in style even though she had become a prisoner.

Seeing Jiang Yuyan surrounded by three eminent monks of Duzi generation, the bigwigs from all the sects stood up with fiery eyes.

Jiang Yuyan looked around blankly for a week, then looked at the high platform.

Facing Jiang Yuyan's cold gaze, Master Xuanci clasped his hands together with a compassionate face.

And Zhang Jing, who was domineering and outrageous since he came to Shaolin Temple, lowered his head unconsciously after meeting Jiang Yuyan's eyes.

He is different from these Jianghu warriors who have today but no tomorrow. He understands the horror of the lunatic behind this woman!
If it weren't for the rumor that the man was unconscious, time would be running out.

Not to mention that I am a supervisor, even Liu Xi, the supervisor, would not dare to take on a bad job!

"What a ruthless devil, you have today!"

"Give back the lives of my family of fifteen!"

"Devil, I am going to peel you and cramp you, so as to relieve the hatred in my heart!"

……

After Jiang Yuyan was brought out by the eminent monk, the surrounding people were instantly excited.

However, even in Shaolin Temple, even under the supervision of three eminent monks who have reached the realm of martial arts, those people just stood there and quarreled, none of them dared to step forward.

"Everyone, please listen to the next sentence..."

At this moment, Abbot Xuanci stepped down from the high platform and came to the middle of the venue.

"Although the devil was captured by my Shaolin eminent monk, my Buddha is merciful, Shaolin does not want to be contaminated with murder, everyone is a well-known celebrity in the martial arts, if you don't, you will win or lose in the martial arts.

The ability to compete with the heroes of the world, the survival of this devil is up to him.

What do you think? "

After Xuanci finished speaking, he looked at the sect masters sitting on the front chairs around him.

Everyone whispered and began to weigh the pros and cons.

At this time, Xuan Ci looked at a middle-aged Taoist priest sitting in the first position on the left side of the high platform.

The number one hero of Wudang, Song Yuanqiao!
The Wudang School is the only decent sect that can stand shoulder to shoulder with Shaolin for thousands of years.

As for Wudang, apart from the extraordinary Zhang Zhenren, his seven disciples are also well-known in the Jianghu.

"Song Daxia, what do you think?"

Xuanci looked at Song Yuanqiao and asked softly.

Song Yuanqiao stood up, first gave Xuan Ci a slap in the face with dignity, and then turned around and bowed to all the heroes of the world.

"I think..."

Just when Song Yuanqiao was about to speak, there was a thunderclap in his ear.

"You thought it was a fart, hurry up!"

The voice was like Hong Zhong Dalu, Song Yuanqiao's brains trembled for a while.

Song Yuanqiao collected himself, looked around, and found that everyone was looking at him expectantly, as if they hadn't heard the shock just now.

'Sound transmission into secret'!
After all, it was Zhang Sanfeng's first apprentice, and he immediately discovered that this is an expert using this kind of miraculous skill.

And, why is this voice so familiar?

Master? !
Song Yuanqiao froze for a moment, and immediately reacted.

He was too familiar with this voice, who else could it be if it wasn't Master?
Although he was only in his prime, he couldn't stand the fact that his master had a very high seniority in the martial arts world, and by the way, his seniority was also much higher than ordinary people.

There is no one who dares to speak to him in this tone except Shizun.

"Hero Song?"

Looking at Song Yuanqiao who was frowning slightly, the old nun who was sitting down also calmed down.He stood up and called softly.

Song Yuanqiao was agitated, and then he realized it.

"What does Song Daxia think of Master Xuanci's proposal? With Wu Ding..."

Before the teacher could finish speaking, Song Yuanqiao cupped his hands directly at the abbot and all the high-ranking people in the world: "Abbot, everyone, I still have important matters to attend to, so I'll leave now!"

"Farewell!!"

Without even a decent explanation, Song Yuanqiao got up and left Tallinn in a hurry with the doormen.

Everyone looked at the vacant seats under the high platform, and they were somewhat confused.

What is this?
Before you start, scare one away first?
"Since Daxia Song doesn't want to get involved, please ask the teacher to make a decision!"

Xuanci glanced at Song Yuanqiao and the others who were leaving in a hurry, and then said to Miejue Shitai below.

"it is good!"

The old woman raised the Yitian sword in her hand and stood up without hesitation.

……

At the gate of Shaoshi Mountain, Song Yuanqiao and others walked quickly down the mountain.

"Brother, if you leave like this, won't you lose my Wudang bearing in front of the heroes of the world?"

The others who followed behind did not dare to question Song Yuanqiao, but this junior brother Mo Shenggu did not shy away from it.

"Bearing is more important, or is it that you little bull-nosed little lives are more important?"

Before Song Yuanqiao could speak, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the two of them.

"A man stands between heaven and earth, he should uphold justice, so why be afraid of life and death?!"

Seeing the person coming, everyone headed by Song Yuanqiao bowed down one after another. Although Mo Shenggu also bowed down, his tone didn't change at all.

Looking at the youngest apprentice, the sloppy old man could only smile wryly.

"Master, this disciple is also puzzled why you would..."

Song Yuanqiao stood up, although his tone was not as sharp as Mo Shenggu's, but it was still full of doubts.

"No matter how powerful one person is, he can't match the entire martial arts world. And the martial arts world is still a koi in the pond. How can it resist the destiny?"

The sloppy old man glanced at Shaoshi Mountain behind him, and sighed slightly.

"Master's intention is..."

Song Yuanqiao was startled, and looked at the sloppy old man.

And what the old man said surprised Mo Shenggu and Song Yuanqiao who were beside him.

"That woman in the poor Taoist temple has ninety-five auras!!!"

(End of this chapter)